Bored? Not me
I realize my first edition of Kriebel's Scribbles was largely a soapbox designed for me to express my disappointment in Hollywood and the endless remakes it produces.
Still, I'm going to have to go back to the ole complaint well once again. I didn't plan on becoming a 23-year-old grumbler about "kids these days" in this space, but after overhearing a conversation between a group of teenagers recently, I have to make a stand.
I have a feeling some of you might have asked the following question yourselves.
"How can a kid, in the year 2019, be bored?"
Fortunately for those who suffer from boredom, I've actively distinguished myself as an expert in curing it. You don't need a prescription from a doctor either, just a miniscule amount of creativity.
There are multiple cures, so I'll detail some here. Note: results may vary.
Modern technology has provided us with the Internet. It alone should have wiped away any moans of boredom forever.
On the off chance I find myself looking for something to do, I simply fire up YouTube and search for essentially anything I feel would be interesting to watch.
There's no telling the amount of hours I've spent viewing video compilations of people falling off skateboards and bikes, attempts at parkour, etc. Is it cruel of me to enjoy seeing people fail to clear the bank on a river rope swing and fall flat on their face? If it is, so be it. I like what I like.
Beyond wipeouts, there is an endless amount of entertainment on YouTube if you search diligently. Plus, there are other streaming services like Netflix and Hulu. I am currently in the process of completing my fifth watch through of the entire Walking Dead TV series and when it's over and I need something to do, I'll start again.
Modern television has also given us thousands of channels to surf, on-demand and otherwise.
I realize there are some who don't have immediate access to devices allowing them to waste an entire Saturday within the confines of YouTube and Netflix like me. Others might see such an activity as being boring in and of itself. Here is another cure
During most of the summer, spring and fall months before adulthood hit us like a brick wall, my friends and I spent as many days as possible playing pickup games of street hockey, kickball, and baseball whatever you could imagine with a ball.
This is a classic remedy passed down through generations.
Every time I see the basketball and tennis courts across from my house with nobody inside, I shudder. Simply picking up the phone, calling and texting some buddies and getting a game going has given me some of the best memories of my life.
Sometimes after the lights went out, we played car-tag (although it should have been called car hide and seek).
Our version of the game, usually played late at night when it was harder to spot each other, involved two groups. One group acted as the seeker, piling into one car and scouring the town for the hiders. The hiders tried to find a discrete place to park and wait for the seekers to find them. The games often went on for hours into the night.
Looking back, I've realized car-tag was a great way for us to get together and simply meet with each other. We didn't need cellphones or to face-time over webcams. Our own company was enough.
When and if weather interfered, we played video games. You would be hard pressed to find a household with children who don't have some sort of gaming console to use.
We created made up tournaments with bragging rights on the line. Needless to say, we were a competitive bunch. My focus on my boredom quickly switched to an intense pressure to win our countless games of Madden NFL because I knew if I didn't, I wouldn't hear the end of it for a very long time.
If my friends weren't available, I'd grab a comic book. Like traditional books, comics always provided a fun narrative to follow with the addition of colorful imagery. It may sound nerdy to like comic books, but like traditional books, comics are often the better versions of the movies and shows they provide the inspiration for.
Years ago, I read the autobiography of my favorite athlete of all-time, Jerome Bettis. I couldn't put it down. The background and behind the scenes tales of the former Pittsburgh Steeler captivated me. I'm glad I picked up the hardcover from a local book store. It had served me well when all else failed.
Finally, you might feel inclined to jump in your car and visit your parents or grandparents. If you have nothing but time, you usually won't go wrong by making a surprise visit. There have been entire days filled just by stopping by and sitting on a porch swing with an unsuspecting relative. In my experience, this is a major cure for boredom.
The author is a CLARION NEWS staff writer.