Afterword 🐶

I’m a commonologist. I depend on the earth like everyone else and ponder every day things most every day… like an ant on my front porch meandering about with some sort of purpose. I wonder about the wandering ant’s intentions. I’m highly allergic to certain yet to be identified ant bites. Asian needle ants are unconfirmed suspects. As a commonologist, I’m somewhat lacking in knowledge regarding many common things. Maybe I’m more of a yondering artsyologist.

This website changes frequently. It has taken the place of the work I loved before I retired. The electronic design industry also evolves frequently, sometimes minute to minute. So my web publishing endeavor is sort of a continuation of what I had been doing for umpteen gazillion years as an electronic PCB designer.

Life is easy when you’re honest and tell the truth… I didn’t love ALL aspects of my PCB design job and I’m exaggerating about umpteen gazillion years… nobody is that old because even God, the creator of the universe, is infinitely older and younger at the same time. So we can’t put a finger on God’s age or how long He’s been working. As far as us humans go, we only have a lifetime… or do we… actually, I’m pretty sure there’s something more.

ā€œpull my fingerā€ 😬

My last career job was computer aided design of internet operating circuit board layouts along with a distinguished team of engineers, managers and support personnel. Prior to that I was an electronics technician evolving into circuit board design in the defense industry working with tactical missile systems. My first career job was a professional artist. During my younger years I worked many odd jobs beginning at age nine with a newspaper delivery route.

The most important career lesson I learned was from a female automobile mechanic. I was in my late teens and wasn’t happy with where I was working at the time and she told me, ā€œThe best thing you can do is make yourself valuableā€.

Currently calming and pondering…
I’m about 15 in dog years
my wife says I’m 10
my brain tells me I’m 9…
I’m actually in my 8th decade
as measured by Earth’s solar orbit
…relatively old for a kid

Credits

Thanks to my family and friends for their help, life lessons, love, and patient understanding.

Special thanks to my Susan’s (1 & 2) without whom I would be lost in space.

Infinite thanks to Susan (1) for being the better whole of me and dealing as best she can with my wacky doodle, incredibly stubborn, independently wired noodle… not a marshmallow, just a unique fellow.

Most of all, thanks to God, who deserves ALL the credit for EVERYTHING! Even toxic ants…

flowers bloom and seed the earth
God helps them grow

Thanks for visiting!

Ed’s Art Net 🌐