Surveys still suck: 8 in 10 people never shop for groceries online

According to Produce Retailer, online grocery shopping remains an option that most people do not use, according to a new poll.

Gallup found that 81% of U.S. consumers never order groceries online, while 11% do so at least once a month, according to a news release.

That’s nice.

I remember a line from a Kurt Vonnegut novel about how increasing technology would be silly because he wouldn’t be able to go to the bank and chat with his favorite teller.

I’m back home now after almost 3 weeks away, and it’s a shock.

Sure there’s booze and genetics, but there’s other stuff going on in my brain that we mere mortals just can’t diagnose at this time.

My brain will go to the Sports Bank in Sydney when I die.

But that may not be for a long time.

And I can’t imagine life without going to my Commons and laboratory – the supermarket – at least every other day.

I am fortunate to be surrounded by people and professionals who love and care for me. It’s quite humbling, but as Chapman has said, I’ve done my time and don’t owe anyone anything.

Ben, that’s not how it works.

I decided to change things up while my partner and daughter went to the U.S. for two weeks and I tried out a new mental health facility.

After almost three weeks I am revitalized, passionate, and engaged.

I’m writing, I’m exercising, I’m eating well, I’m heathy. These are the cornerstones of on-going functioning.

And I’m finally starting – if not to love myself – to better understand who I am, what’s actually important, and the awful, awful damage that alcohol and the pursuit of being important has done to myself and those around me.

And all those pucks to the head, the PTSD from the car crash, the four years of playing linebacker in football, and the numerous concussions from just falling down.

If it gets to on-line grocery shopping, cart me away.

Mental health

When I was a kid, we used to spend about every other weekend at my grandfather’s place in Cookstown, Ont., where my father grew up after being in Wales for 15 years.

I usually barfed on the way there, and the way back.

I was about 12-years-old, my sister was 10, and the grandparents decided to take us to Seaworld or whatever it was called in Niagara Falls.

That was when I first detected the Alheimers.

I didn’t know what it was then, just knew he was confused because instead of taking the Queen Elizabeth Way (QEW) exit in Toronto, he  took the Queensway Blvd. exit to some suburban area.

I said this is wrong, but he was set.

Eventually he found his way back to the proper highway and we went off to Niagara.

Seven years later, I was visiting him in a care facility and he had no idea who he was.

My grandma did the same thing, and eventually ended her life voluntarily.

I carried her into the emergency ward.

Mental health issues are common to many of us.

I only hope that sharing will provide optimism to others.