The early morning sun rays have been gobbled up by some menacing looking clouds as the wind inspires all loose things to dance. It looks like the weather people could be correct in their stating that a real flurry of weather activity will begin here around noon. 3 to 5 inches is the forecast. There is not ever an absolute right or an absolute wrong when forecasting the weather or even when performing other kinds of acts. Looking back is he only way to know and if you're up to the challenge there can always be found, a little right in every wrong as well as a little wrong in every right. You know there are times and places when it's possible that even a left can be right but rightly impossible in today's politics.
I might not have typed anything sensible but thought it would be better than a bunch of stuttering. Stuttering stuttering stuttering stuttering stuttering stuttering stuttering stuttering stuttering stuttering... if you get my d'd'd'd' drift. And with this wind that could be pretty deep by dark.
"The superior man understands what is right; the inferior man understands what will sell." - Confucius
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Thursday, January 31, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
January 30
Dad blame it! As I sat down here I had a flash of what I thought would be an entertaining subject to type about but you know how long a flash lasts.
I did have the TV on the Discovery channel and discovered who is assured to always come out ahead on a slot machine. The program was, 'How it's Made', and showed the putting together of a slot machine. What a complicated mass! I bet the skilled employees make good wages because it isn't a hit or miss kind of operation. Must not be too dangerous either because one of the hands I watched installing some components had a ring with a big wad of diamonds on the third finger of her left hand and fingernail polish on all of the fingers. That was one of my clues as to their being paid well too.
A winter watch for tomorrow with a 90% chance of precipitation has Dory calling to change her appointment that was scheduled for tomorrow with the thyroid doctor. There isn't a problem with the thyroid as far as we know but it is one of the things the doctors want to keep a watch on.
I read a little about the thyroid and noted that it didn't look to be as complicated as a slot machine but after reading just a little I changed my mind and began to understand why a skilled doctor is worth many times more than a skilled slot machine worker.
Even the most simple sounding part doesn't seem simple at all. The primary function of the thyroid is production of the hormones thyroxine (T4), triiodothyronine (T3), and calcitonin. Up to 80% of the T4 is converted to T3 by peripheral organs such as the liver, kidney and spleen. T3 is about ten times more active than T4. Woweee!
"Doctors are men who prescribe medicines of which they know little, to cure diseases of which they know less, in human beings of whom they know nothing." - Voltaire
I did have the TV on the Discovery channel and discovered who is assured to always come out ahead on a slot machine. The program was, 'How it's Made', and showed the putting together of a slot machine. What a complicated mass! I bet the skilled employees make good wages because it isn't a hit or miss kind of operation. Must not be too dangerous either because one of the hands I watched installing some components had a ring with a big wad of diamonds on the third finger of her left hand and fingernail polish on all of the fingers. That was one of my clues as to their being paid well too.
A winter watch for tomorrow with a 90% chance of precipitation has Dory calling to change her appointment that was scheduled for tomorrow with the thyroid doctor. There isn't a problem with the thyroid as far as we know but it is one of the things the doctors want to keep a watch on.
I read a little about the thyroid and noted that it didn't look to be as complicated as a slot machine but after reading just a little I changed my mind and began to understand why a skilled doctor is worth many times more than a skilled slot machine worker.
Even the most simple sounding part doesn't seem simple at all. The primary function of the thyroid is production of the hormones thyroxine (T4), triiodothyronine (T3), and calcitonin. Up to 80% of the T4 is converted to T3 by peripheral organs such as the liver, kidney and spleen. T3 is about ten times more active than T4. Woweee!
"Doctors are men who prescribe medicines of which they know little, to cure diseases of which they know less, in human beings of whom they know nothing." - Voltaire
January 29
58* to start our day, 63* at 9:30 and with a forecasted low of 11 for tonight...............No matter where you might be it is always the same; living is an uncontrollable ride that we all have got to accept or else. We need to keep smiling as we attempt to hang on to our uncertain path for our very own dear life! Everyone has incurred hellish bumps and hills along the path, most created by normal everyday things from the weather to an ingrown toenail. Some jolts are large enough to pull both ends of the smile to a lower position but we all just hang on and scoot on over it just as soon as we can.
As soon as you're born your fuse is lit. The lack of knowledge about the length of the fuse keeps us all from knowing when the boom will come. "I'm not in this town to stay, said a lady old and grey." Sad song but the sad fact is none of us are here to stay either.
Yes, of course I'll join you in your hopes that some day, I might come up with something to type about.
"A physician can sometimes parry the scythe of death, but has no power over the sand in the hourglass." - Hester i Thrale
As soon as you're born your fuse is lit. The lack of knowledge about the length of the fuse keeps us all from knowing when the boom will come. "I'm not in this town to stay, said a lady old and grey." Sad song but the sad fact is none of us are here to stay either.
Yes, of course I'll join you in your hopes that some day, I might come up with something to type about.
"A physician can sometimes parry the scythe of death, but has no power over the sand in the hourglass." - Hester i Thrale
Monday, January 28, 2008
January 28
Waiting for the sun to pop up around here this morning causes me to compare it with my body. With all the clouds and only half believing the forecasters it is going to be a really huge wait. And, after looking where the swing of the scales needle stopped this morning, my already heavy body is also heading toward a really huge weight.
'Walk a mile in my shoes'. You know I do walk a mile on the treadmill everyday which causes me to wonder where I would be if I didn't. With the thing tilted up as high as it will go and stepping along at three miles per hour causes the begining of a wet body before I get to the quarter mile mark. At the end, I towel off keeping the towel away from my mouth as it could be sucked in there. At that time it is working hard and strong trying to fill up what the body hadn't been getting enough of during the final quarter mile.
I don't understand a lot, one being why you stop a hard working horse to let him blow when I'm almost as big as a horse and when I stop most of my recuperating time is spent sucking.
I mistakenly spent years building this body because of an error reading the definition in a dictionary. I figured bigger would be better when I thought I read; Body: "The entire material or physical structure of an orgasm". It wasn't until I had already made giant strides in the bigger body department that I discovered the last word was acutually organism. Ol' dumb-ass me!
"The body is mortal, but the person dwelling in the body is immortal and immeasurable." - Bhagavad Gita
'Walk a mile in my shoes'. You know I do walk a mile on the treadmill everyday which causes me to wonder where I would be if I didn't. With the thing tilted up as high as it will go and stepping along at three miles per hour causes the begining of a wet body before I get to the quarter mile mark. At the end, I towel off keeping the towel away from my mouth as it could be sucked in there. At that time it is working hard and strong trying to fill up what the body hadn't been getting enough of during the final quarter mile.
I don't understand a lot, one being why you stop a hard working horse to let him blow when I'm almost as big as a horse and when I stop most of my recuperating time is spent sucking.
I mistakenly spent years building this body because of an error reading the definition in a dictionary. I figured bigger would be better when I thought I read; Body: "The entire material or physical structure of an orgasm". It wasn't until I had already made giant strides in the bigger body department that I discovered the last word was acutually organism. Ol' dumb-ass me!
"The body is mortal, but the person dwelling in the body is immortal and immeasurable." - Bhagavad Gita
Sunday, January 27, 2008
January 27
I'm telling you! If you want to talk about a rip-off! Or maybe you don't but I've started it in my head so I'm going on with it anyway. At night I use a CPAP machine to keep my breathing stuff open as I sleep. It isn't a problem and does it's job as far as I know. A few days ago I dropped the cheap-ass mask and broke it so we ordered a replacement.
We only need the mask that looks like, if you pushed it really hard, could be sold for around twenty bucks. WRONG! Insurance is involved so the price is $282.96. It is absolutely unbelievable! There is more disbelief to this tale. All we need is the mask but they tell us they've got to send the headgear too. That is an additional $59.62. Oh no, that isn't all, they tell us we have got to take a new 6' CPAP tubing also. The price of that is $61.53.
At home, when we opened the box we discovered they had added a couple of very small pieces of foam rubber in a bag with filters written on it. Cost of that, $22.99. Not done yet! There was a second tiny bag with two more little things that had filter written on it too for another $22.99. Total cost was $450.09. You don't even need a spoon to gag me on this deal.
To finish the thing off here at the bottom, the mask isn't the one I wanted and the filters don't fit anywhere on any of it. We're taking it back next trip to Columbia to try for the correct mask and a little face to face discussion on what I need verses what they say I've got to have.
"A painter can be seen in his paintings. It is the genius in him that is reflected in 'his creation'. It requires keen observation to spot him. This applies to writers and other creative people as well. " Soni
We only need the mask that looks like, if you pushed it really hard, could be sold for around twenty bucks. WRONG! Insurance is involved so the price is $282.96. It is absolutely unbelievable! There is more disbelief to this tale. All we need is the mask but they tell us they've got to send the headgear too. That is an additional $59.62. Oh no, that isn't all, they tell us we have got to take a new 6' CPAP tubing also. The price of that is $61.53.
At home, when we opened the box we discovered they had added a couple of very small pieces of foam rubber in a bag with filters written on it. Cost of that, $22.99. Not done yet! There was a second tiny bag with two more little things that had filter written on it too for another $22.99. Total cost was $450.09. You don't even need a spoon to gag me on this deal.
To finish the thing off here at the bottom, the mask isn't the one I wanted and the filters don't fit anywhere on any of it. We're taking it back next trip to Columbia to try for the correct mask and a little face to face discussion on what I need verses what they say I've got to have.
"A painter can be seen in his paintings. It is the genius in him that is reflected in 'his creation'. It requires keen observation to spot him. This applies to writers and other creative people as well. " Soni
Saturday, January 26, 2008
January 26
Spending too much time trying to catch up with my on-line newspaper reading and birthday card making. I'm starting to get a little burned out on the cards. I like them all to be a bit humorous and each an original. They've been turning out mostly dumb and all along the same line with only a few variations. In this case if I can't do what I want I can quit! It is also one of those things too, that no one but me would notice.
When older age takes things from you it does it in a very stealthy manner. After all these days of taking the walk it was just yesterday that I finally took notice that I had not been getting my second wind on any of the walks. I've had to slow down and wait for the original one to catch up. Wonder when that left me? I can't believe it took this long to notice it's absence.
Anytime I pause to think I always ends up with an 'I wonder' about something and this morning is no exception. I wonder, it has always been, "a penny for your thoughts" so why do people put in their "two cents worth"? Is this one of the last bargains in the world or is someone getting screwed out of their $en$exxxx cents? I didn't say that all my 'I wonders' are important!
I wonder too, why a strong alkaline solution is lye and is spelled lye while to be in a prone position is spelled lie but, then why is it, of a person lying down it can be said 'there he lies'? Also a dishonest person can tell you a lie and it is said he is lying. I am trying to stop wondering of all these small incidentals.
Very early this morning I discovered that we had won a $50,000 lottery pot with taxes paid! I felt pretty cheated when I awoke before we got to spend any of it. This dream will probably cause another $3.00 to get pissed away on tickets today. Sounds a little like a lack of faith huh?
I've ran out of stuff already! Sitting here it's hard to lie.......Hunky
"I have a higher and grander standard of principle than George Washington. He could not lie; I can, but I won t." - Mark Twain
When older age takes things from you it does it in a very stealthy manner. After all these days of taking the walk it was just yesterday that I finally took notice that I had not been getting my second wind on any of the walks. I've had to slow down and wait for the original one to catch up. Wonder when that left me? I can't believe it took this long to notice it's absence.
Anytime I pause to think I always ends up with an 'I wonder' about something and this morning is no exception. I wonder, it has always been, "a penny for your thoughts" so why do people put in their "two cents worth"? Is this one of the last bargains in the world or is someone getting screwed out of their $en$exxxx cents? I didn't say that all my 'I wonders' are important!
I wonder too, why a strong alkaline solution is lye and is spelled lye while to be in a prone position is spelled lie but, then why is it, of a person lying down it can be said 'there he lies'? Also a dishonest person can tell you a lie and it is said he is lying. I am trying to stop wondering of all these small incidentals.
Very early this morning I discovered that we had won a $50,000 lottery pot with taxes paid! I felt pretty cheated when I awoke before we got to spend any of it. This dream will probably cause another $3.00 to get pissed away on tickets today. Sounds a little like a lack of faith huh?
I've ran out of stuff already! Sitting here it's hard to lie.......Hunky
"I have a higher and grander standard of principle than George Washington. He could not lie; I can, but I won t." - Mark Twain
Friday, January 25, 2008
The morning began with me trying to discuss the Georgia Fulton County schools wanting to pay students to stay in school a little longer. Some of my thoughts cause an intense delivery of them which Dory says is nothing more than ranting. But here now, what do you think of the idea of paying students approximately $8 an hour, and have them be eligible for bonuses if their grades improve. I want to go back to school!
I believe Dory should be able to recognize ranting very easily. She is a very proficient ranter and turning the hearing aids off doesn't seem to lessen the seemingly importance of the message either!
"One hundred years from now, it will not matter what the ranting was about, but I'm not into worrying about 100 years from now. Protect my rear today, for without it I couldn't be worrying tomorrow at all. You don't worry after death do you?
Speaking of death, have you ever wondered why the custom is to bury people laying on their backs? You always hear, "he/she looks so good". How does laying there dead look good to others? Not all who die were mean and nasty enough for others to think they look good dead. "He looks like he is sleeping". How many people do you know sleep on their back with their hands on their chest and how many people have really watched the person sleep anyway? Would it be so terrible to curl a man/woman up on their side and place their hands under the cheek so they could really look comfortable? In funeral services, the body is most always put on display. Many cultures feel that the deceased should be presented looking his/her finest. Excuse me, I might think of one or two folks that could possibly look better dead but I would never ever say it.
Sorry I got carried away and yes, I know it isn't all that unusual. BYE!
"People usually think according to their inclinations, speak according to their learning and ingrained opinions, but generally act according to custom." - Francis Bacon
I believe Dory should be able to recognize ranting very easily. She is a very proficient ranter and turning the hearing aids off doesn't seem to lessen the seemingly importance of the message either!
"One hundred years from now, it will not matter what the ranting was about, but I'm not into worrying about 100 years from now. Protect my rear today, for without it I couldn't be worrying tomorrow at all. You don't worry after death do you?
Speaking of death, have you ever wondered why the custom is to bury people laying on their backs? You always hear, "he/she looks so good". How does laying there dead look good to others? Not all who die were mean and nasty enough for others to think they look good dead. "He looks like he is sleeping". How many people do you know sleep on their back with their hands on their chest and how many people have really watched the person sleep anyway? Would it be so terrible to curl a man/woman up on their side and place their hands under the cheek so they could really look comfortable? In funeral services, the body is most always put on display. Many cultures feel that the deceased should be presented looking his/her finest. Excuse me, I might think of one or two folks that could possibly look better dead but I would never ever say it.
Sorry I got carried away and yes, I know it isn't all that unusual. BYE!
"People usually think according to their inclinations, speak according to their learning and ingrained opinions, but generally act according to custom." - Francis Bacon
Thursday, January 24, 2008
January 24
Something has been amiss with our computer or our server. We could go on-line but was unable to send or receive any messages. When I turned the thing on this morning it sent one that was supposed to have been sent yesterday then disconnected again. It didn't go off line just disconnected from sending and receiving again. I finally restarted the computer and it works now. I've been a little aggravated with it over the past few days.
I don't know why I wanted the ability to send and receive again because I still have nothing to say. Based on the emptiness of our inbox, it is apparent that most of the folks we email suffer from the same affliction at an even greater, almost unbelievable, degree.
Wow! I'm already clear down to here now and still have nothing to say...............Maybe bye would suffice.
If you don't learn to laugh at trouble, you won't have anything to laugh at when you are old.......Unknown
I don't know why I wanted the ability to send and receive again because I still have nothing to say. Based on the emptiness of our inbox, it is apparent that most of the folks we email suffer from the same affliction at an even greater, almost unbelievable, degree.
Wow! I'm already clear down to here now and still have nothing to say...............Maybe bye would suffice.
If you don't learn to laugh at trouble, you won't have anything to laugh at when you are old.......Unknown
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
January 23
What, another day here already? Seems to be, for the sun has joined the gentle breeze out of the north and made it so. Here in our protected place, we can never be sure from which direction the wind comes, but the bottom of the windsock on the dock does drift somewhat to the south....which means nothing more than there is a breeze. The temperature indicator on the wall says it is 23 degrees, outside at this time. That is up from 18* that our day began at. The forecast says temperatures above freezing today with more warm coming. Shoot, I think I heard a possibility of 60* come Monday. Somehow I knew this information would be welcomed by you. That, instead of a sorrowful tale of woe would be my choice too.
Good for me I'm not woeful, good for you I don't have a tale either. I'll either haft to sign off or make up something to wag.
I know that too much of nothing is apt to create a state of disinterest and I have certainly been putting too much of it in these notes. My plan now is to shorten them up with hopes that a few, almost readers, will quit skipping directly to the quote at the bottom. Actually, I can't see that it will make a bit of difference to me one way or another but I still want to proclaim that nothing will be a lot less in future notes from here.
Talk happiness. The world is sad enough without your woe.~Orison Sweet Marden
Good for me I'm not woeful, good for you I don't have a tale either. I'll either haft to sign off or make up something to wag.
I know that too much of nothing is apt to create a state of disinterest and I have certainly been putting too much of it in these notes. My plan now is to shorten them up with hopes that a few, almost readers, will quit skipping directly to the quote at the bottom. Actually, I can't see that it will make a bit of difference to me one way or another but I still want to proclaim that nothing will be a lot less in future notes from here.
Talk happiness. The world is sad enough without your woe.~Orison Sweet Marden
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
January 22
Due to the cold being pushed around so bitterly by a nasty stiff wind, I'm thinking of coasting today, like lounging in the old recliner with a good book. If it would snow some or just stay cloudy would help that sit a lot. Even with cold, a sunny sky sometimes creates a little bit of guilt to interfere with my minds interpretation of the words of the books story. My tiny little mind can't handle many sneaky foreign thoughts wondering about therein.
I've always done a lot of minding and should have it down pretty pat after 66 years but I'm not sure the old mind has been with me full time. Anyway, in the past I have tried to mind my manners and still do to some degree. I usually mind Glenda and at times lots of other folks, no matter my own opinion. I really mind others that don't try being courteous. I mind some of the direction that I get from Glenda. I mind some of them including many of those that I mind. Matter of fact there are many, that I mind even tho I mind them quite a bit.
I'm not sure, but after reading this I suspect I must have been through another spell of mindlessness. The note seems to have suffered but there was no pain for me nor was I able to tell that it was absent. It must be a pretty common occurrence in my life.
Experts in human behavior say it takes 21 repetitions to break a bad habit or to establish a new one. That means if you do something every day, after three weeks it will become an almost automatic response -- a habit. Continue for another 21 days and you will have established a lifelong habit. That's six weeks to change your life.
I now see why I try to send a message everyday even tho I rarely have anything worthwhile to say...........I've done stumbled myself into the CREATION of a bad HABIT!
Habit applies to a behavior or practice so ingrained that it is often done without conscious thought: “Habit rules the unreflecting herd” (William Wordsworth) .....Duh!
I've always done a lot of minding and should have it down pretty pat after 66 years but I'm not sure the old mind has been with me full time. Anyway, in the past I have tried to mind my manners and still do to some degree. I usually mind Glenda and at times lots of other folks, no matter my own opinion. I really mind others that don't try being courteous. I mind some of the direction that I get from Glenda. I mind some of them including many of those that I mind. Matter of fact there are many, that I mind even tho I mind them quite a bit.
I'm not sure, but after reading this I suspect I must have been through another spell of mindlessness. The note seems to have suffered but there was no pain for me nor was I able to tell that it was absent. It must be a pretty common occurrence in my life.
Experts in human behavior say it takes 21 repetitions to break a bad habit or to establish a new one. That means if you do something every day, after three weeks it will become an almost automatic response -- a habit. Continue for another 21 days and you will have established a lifelong habit. That's six weeks to change your life.
I now see why I try to send a message everyday even tho I rarely have anything worthwhile to say...........I've done stumbled myself into the CREATION of a bad HABIT!
Habit applies to a behavior or practice so ingrained that it is often done without conscious thought: “Habit rules the unreflecting herd” (William Wordsworth) .....Duh!
Monday, January 21, 2008
January 21
Not much else going on around here. The most pleasurable and exciting thing that has happened so far today is watching the sun come up. Did you ever notice how quick that happens. First you see a tiny bit edge up over the trees across the way then wamo bamo it's all up staring at you like an evil eye. If you look away when it first starts it's move, you can miss the whole thing. It changes the whole world in the blink of an eye. To me, when the sun gets up, a new day has officially begun. When it's cloudy and the sun is obscured, it's a free day. One of the days where you read or such stuff. They are so nice you don't even care about an official start.
In case you're thinking, because I find so much pleasure and excitement in the raising sun, that maybe I ought to get a life.........shame on you! I have one! That is the main reason I find so much excitement and pleasure in seeing the sun rise another time.
I came into this world not knowing why but I have learned the reason since. My mother and father got together and I was begot. I don't know any of the details of that happening or if anything went wrong and don't want to. However the thought that something was amiss still lingers.
There have been several times where I've realized or admitted to myself a few short comings. Enough of these times for me to doubt that the strongest and best little swimmer was the one to smack the egg. Lots of things and lots of times, but observing my siblings over the years was the primary convincer. Sure, it could have been that I was marched in by a different drummer but I don't believe that was the case. A weaker swimmer just happened to stumble into the mass first.
That could help explain my whole life thereafter. Stumblebum, that's me. I've stumbled all across the life clear out into retirement so far. I'm not unhappy about it but I can't help wondering what it would have been if the best little swimmer hadn't been so cocky or whatever his problem was in not making the hit.
There is more to this subject bumping around in my mind but I've lost interest in typing it out. Too bad I didn't lose interest after, 'Not much else', since that pretty well described the complete content.
"What has been will be again. What has been done will be done again... [Ecclesiastes 1:9]" - Bible
In case you're thinking, because I find so much pleasure and excitement in the raising sun, that maybe I ought to get a life.........shame on you! I have one! That is the main reason I find so much excitement and pleasure in seeing the sun rise another time.
I came into this world not knowing why but I have learned the reason since. My mother and father got together and I was begot. I don't know any of the details of that happening or if anything went wrong and don't want to. However the thought that something was amiss still lingers.
There have been several times where I've realized or admitted to myself a few short comings. Enough of these times for me to doubt that the strongest and best little swimmer was the one to smack the egg. Lots of things and lots of times, but observing my siblings over the years was the primary convincer. Sure, it could have been that I was marched in by a different drummer but I don't believe that was the case. A weaker swimmer just happened to stumble into the mass first.
That could help explain my whole life thereafter. Stumblebum, that's me. I've stumbled all across the life clear out into retirement so far. I'm not unhappy about it but I can't help wondering what it would have been if the best little swimmer hadn't been so cocky or whatever his problem was in not making the hit.
There is more to this subject bumping around in my mind but I've lost interest in typing it out. Too bad I didn't lose interest after, 'Not much else', since that pretty well described the complete content.
"What has been will be again. What has been done will be done again... [Ecclesiastes 1:9]" - Bible
Sunday, January 20, 2008
January 20
Clear up to 11 degrees to start this day and it has already up to 14. Like Dave Barlin says, "Screw Al Gore." My goodness gracious can you believe California? "California Proposes Taking Control of Thermostats" http://www.iht.com/articles/2008/01/11/america/calif.php What kind of world are we going to leave to our grandchildren and their children? Sure makes you wonder doesn't it? I have a pretty good imagination but my mind can't sort all this out enough to even get close to a thought on the subject. Too many fat and sassy people not paying attention allows sneaky probablems to bloom.
I've heard people say about others that they are 'fat and sassy' which I always took to mean something like contented and maybe a mite overly proud about it. Well, I've got half that feeling this morning. I feel awfully fat but I'm not proud at all about eating like a pig last night, but it really wasn't my fault. I used this magic wand that has four prongs on one end to pick food off the plate, stuck it in my mouth and 'ABRACADABRA', it changed into fat. Or a better way for me to look at it. I stuck it into my mouth and it changed into stored fuel that my big body needs a lot of just to operate. Problem with that is I've stored way too much and the excess storage creates the need for even more fuel and so on and on.
Just to let you know, fat doesn't follow me around. Hell, now it beats me everywhere I go. I remember back when in a lot of cases my nose was usually the first to arrive. Well, many years ago that wasn't always the case but now............my stomach always arrives first no matter what the circumstances. I guess I could back in......Nah, you're right, that sounds queer to me too. Old is sure a trying condition.
"Wonder rather than doubt is the root of all knowledge." - Abraham J. Heschel
I've heard people say about others that they are 'fat and sassy' which I always took to mean something like contented and maybe a mite overly proud about it. Well, I've got half that feeling this morning. I feel awfully fat but I'm not proud at all about eating like a pig last night, but it really wasn't my fault. I used this magic wand that has four prongs on one end to pick food off the plate, stuck it in my mouth and 'ABRACADABRA', it changed into fat. Or a better way for me to look at it. I stuck it into my mouth and it changed into stored fuel that my big body needs a lot of just to operate. Problem with that is I've stored way too much and the excess storage creates the need for even more fuel and so on and on.
Just to let you know, fat doesn't follow me around. Hell, now it beats me everywhere I go. I remember back when in a lot of cases my nose was usually the first to arrive. Well, many years ago that wasn't always the case but now............my stomach always arrives first no matter what the circumstances. I guess I could back in......Nah, you're right, that sounds queer to me too. Old is sure a trying condition.
"Wonder rather than doubt is the root of all knowledge." - Abraham J. Heschel
Saturday, January 19, 2008
January 19
This day began well with the huge sun popping out brightly and with the temperature being 3 degrees higher than the 7 that was forecast. Now if we can keep the well all day we're in for another good time. You know good times aren't just handed out to folks? Nope, you've got to make it so. Cleanse your mind of all that ails you, hang on to a few positives and BAM, there you are. Keep away from small people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great. ~Mark Twain The same can be said about good times. There are many unhappy souls that would prefer you join them rather than they join you. Beware of the dragards!
Tho, the extreme cold is going to be a trying condition on the good, we shall be on the winning side. Just being allowed to live is a winner everytime. A double trying already for me this morning. Trying it is to sit here and type with very little ozing from my head to the three fingers. Another communication problem from my up there to down here I guess.
With the need to get on the treadmill fighting with my, I don't want to, it is all raising a rowdy row I'm tellin' ya.
Four cups of coffee wasn't the answer! All the coffee seemed to do was allow me to correct my typing mistakes a little quicker.
Damn, if I didn't run out of anything to say before I come up with anything to say something about! 'Typical', is the only word that comes to mind here. Yeah I know, but 'who cares' would be a two word thing.
We have an opportunity to live in joy. Do not postpone happiness until the debts are settled and relationships rearranged. Joy doesn't exist out in the world somewhere; we find it inside. - Rev. Mary Manin Morrissey
Tho, the extreme cold is going to be a trying condition on the good, we shall be on the winning side. Just being allowed to live is a winner everytime. A double trying already for me this morning. Trying it is to sit here and type with very little ozing from my head to the three fingers. Another communication problem from my up there to down here I guess.
With the need to get on the treadmill fighting with my, I don't want to, it is all raising a rowdy row I'm tellin' ya.
Four cups of coffee wasn't the answer! All the coffee seemed to do was allow me to correct my typing mistakes a little quicker.
Damn, if I didn't run out of anything to say before I come up with anything to say something about! 'Typical', is the only word that comes to mind here. Yeah I know, but 'who cares' would be a two word thing.
We have an opportunity to live in joy. Do not postpone happiness until the debts are settled and relationships rearranged. Joy doesn't exist out in the world somewhere; we find it inside. - Rev. Mary Manin Morrissey
Friday, January 18, 2008
January 18
Our weather isn't a subject that is all that interesting and it certainly isn't humorous but it does make for something to type. With that thought; Yesterday morning at 5:14 the temperature here was 39*, at 6:30 it was 29* then to 26* being the low for the day. This morning at 5:33 it was 25* and is now up to 28* with the high forecast to be around 30*. The real deal in the forecast is after cold creeps in like a thief during the night, stealing all the warm it can grab, we'll be waking up to a 7* number and nothing far off that for the rest of the day. (Did you notice that I spelled humorous correctly this time?)
Cold is said to be the reason that drives some folks to head for the hills, southern hills and deserts that is. In reality cold is just a small instigator in the rush to elsewhere. Cold can provide a good kick in the ass but in my opinion the common want for variety creates the primary reason to head out for several months of experiences in a whole different world. Either that or they are all pantywaists, but that isn't a word I'm prepared to use at this time.
All the above doesn't affect me that way which might explain the reason I am happy to hunker down and stay here year round.
If you haven't figured it out yet, I'll tell you. My mind, as slow as it is, still goes many times faster than my fingers can type. This has me going back a lot to move the second letter of a word from first place into it's proper position. Seems my finger for the second letter of a word is faster than the one for the first. Tho, they both may get typed, sometimes they're out of order and need to be changed. Now that is just on one word. A bunch of words get skimmed over or cut somewhere between the head and the fingers. This makes it a very high probability that what gets typed may in reality, not be what I think at all. .............. Yeah, who cares?
"I've wrestled with reality for many, many years, doctor, and I'm happy to state I finally won out over it."~Mary Chase
Cold is said to be the reason that drives some folks to head for the hills, southern hills and deserts that is. In reality cold is just a small instigator in the rush to elsewhere. Cold can provide a good kick in the ass but in my opinion the common want for variety creates the primary reason to head out for several months of experiences in a whole different world. Either that or they are all pantywaists, but that isn't a word I'm prepared to use at this time.
All the above doesn't affect me that way which might explain the reason I am happy to hunker down and stay here year round.
If you haven't figured it out yet, I'll tell you. My mind, as slow as it is, still goes many times faster than my fingers can type. This has me going back a lot to move the second letter of a word from first place into it's proper position. Seems my finger for the second letter of a word is faster than the one for the first. Tho, they both may get typed, sometimes they're out of order and need to be changed. Now that is just on one word. A bunch of words get skimmed over or cut somewhere between the head and the fingers. This makes it a very high probability that what gets typed may in reality, not be what I think at all. .............. Yeah, who cares?
"I've wrestled with reality for many, many years, doctor, and I'm happy to state I finally won out over it."~Mary Chase
Thursday, January 17, 2008
January 17
Not a lot new going on around here. Well, I guess we do have quite a bit of new carbon dioxide hanging around. Now, as well as while I slept, my body continues to suck in oxygen and blow out new carbon dioxide into the environment. In every twenty four hour period of regular living, a person sucks and blows on the average, over 28,800 times. Most without any effort or thought. Amazing isn't it. I'm thinking about it now and I'm just as thankful as I can be for all the friends and relatives out there who are still sucking and blowing.
We're all still taking it in and blowing it out, doing our part in helping the trees grow. To show us their thankfulness they return the favor by kicking back to us new oxygen. It seems everything runs in a cycle of some sort doesn't it?
Typing of blowing, it looks like I'm at it again. Maybe not. I don't know where the blowing word came from but I suspect folks have lots of differences in what they classify as blowing. It blows my mind to think you can blow by typing but I looked it up and boasting was one of the many definitions. I don't think I boast too much with these notes and in typing I can't spout moist air from my blowhole. I suppose the contents of the notes could be construed by some, as an infestation of dead or living material but it would be without the blowfly maggots.
Looks like I just blew another chance to send an informative or humourous note.....Dang it! ...... Oh sick! Maybe humour isn't such a good idea. I just looked it up and here is what I found; "One of the four fluids of the body, blood, phlegm, choler, and black bile."
By the way, if you don't have the free 1-click answers installed you're missing a very helpful deal. http://www.answers.com/main/product_info.jsp Well, you may not need such a thing but man, I couldn't get by without it. It really does greatly soften my dumb.
I am always doing things I can't do, that's how I get to do them.~~Pablo Picasso
We're all still taking it in and blowing it out, doing our part in helping the trees grow. To show us their thankfulness they return the favor by kicking back to us new oxygen. It seems everything runs in a cycle of some sort doesn't it?
Typing of blowing, it looks like I'm at it again. Maybe not. I don't know where the blowing word came from but I suspect folks have lots of differences in what they classify as blowing. It blows my mind to think you can blow by typing but I looked it up and boasting was one of the many definitions. I don't think I boast too much with these notes and in typing I can't spout moist air from my blowhole. I suppose the contents of the notes could be construed by some, as an infestation of dead or living material but it would be without the blowfly maggots.
Looks like I just blew another chance to send an informative or humourous note.....Dang it! ...... Oh sick! Maybe humour isn't such a good idea. I just looked it up and here is what I found; "One of the four fluids of the body, blood, phlegm, choler, and black bile."
By the way, if you don't have the free 1-click answers installed you're missing a very helpful deal. http://www.answers.com/main/product_info.jsp Well, you may not need such a thing but man, I couldn't get by without it. It really does greatly soften my dumb.
I am always doing things I can't do, that's how I get to do them.~~Pablo Picasso
January 16
Yesterday was another fine day.. It was pretty cool but we kept busy at one thing or another and before we knew it the day had went. As best I remember it took me almost forever to make it to sixteen. Then another huge chunk of my life was used trying to get to the twenty one mark. After I made that grade I coasted or something had me blinded because all of a sudden I was fifty. Now looky here, only a very few years later, faster than a speeding train, WHAM! I'm sixty six and flying! One of my positive thoughts about my too much body bulk is the hope the larger size might offer enough wind resistance to slow me down. Whoa! No! Wait! I don't want to come to a complete stop! I'm thinking I'll continue trying to get some weight off. Flyin's better'n dyin!
This morning is mostly cloudy and mostly cold with a stiff breeze to accent the conditions. Brings to mind a 'bright it up some' song, "Keep on the sunny side, always on the sunny side. Keep on the sunny side of life." With the help of the song and a big helping of positive we don't even need to obscure the cold cloudy view by keeping the blinds closed.
Tomi usually leaves a reason in his litter box for to me to actually go out and check the weather first thing every morning. I use a scoop putting the reasons in a dust pan then go out on the porch and fling them into the lake kind of toward the dock. We may have just stumbled across a reason for the, 'no fish syndrome', around our dock. One would think we would have catfish galore, sniffing around looking for the intruder.
Ima done now. In an attempt to extend the life of our septic tank I try to spread a little of it out via the internet. (PS: your delete button will serve as a flusher there.)
If a dog jumps up into your lap, it is because he is fond of you; but if a cat does the same thing, it is because your lap is warmer. — Alfred Whitehead
This morning is mostly cloudy and mostly cold with a stiff breeze to accent the conditions. Brings to mind a 'bright it up some' song, "Keep on the sunny side, always on the sunny side. Keep on the sunny side of life." With the help of the song and a big helping of positive we don't even need to obscure the cold cloudy view by keeping the blinds closed.
Tomi usually leaves a reason in his litter box for to me to actually go out and check the weather first thing every morning. I use a scoop putting the reasons in a dust pan then go out on the porch and fling them into the lake kind of toward the dock. We may have just stumbled across a reason for the, 'no fish syndrome', around our dock. One would think we would have catfish galore, sniffing around looking for the intruder.
Ima done now. In an attempt to extend the life of our septic tank I try to spread a little of it out via the internet. (PS: your delete button will serve as a flusher there.)
If a dog jumps up into your lap, it is because he is fond of you; but if a cat does the same thing, it is because your lap is warmer. — Alfred Whitehead
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
January 15
Opened our Outlook Express this morning and as usual saw the button, 'Create Mail'. I thought maybe I had been missing the boat, wasting a lot of time trying to do it myself. When I clicked on it I got the regular blank page and decided once to wait for the Microsoft creation to evolve. I sat and watched that page for almost twenty minutes before deciding the jokes was on me. So here I am trying to type something, all the while realizing the blank page would have been the best to send. I'll go on and send this typed stuff anyway so several folks can read it and be able to say too, 'the jokes on us'.
Tho, I had typing in school and probably got up to several words per minute, having no need to type for near forty five years caused me to almost forget how. I use only three fingers now. My left first finger, my right first finger and my right second finger. First finger being the one nearest the thumb and the second, the one next to it. If being so handicapped wasn't enough, about four or five weeks ago I was backing a trailer and got a severe pain in my neck. Over time that pain traveled to my right shoulder, then to my arm and then to my hand and ended at my first finger. It left the first finger kinda numb on the end with the second finger suffering a little less but some of the same. It is still that way. I'm personally happy that I can still type but there could be two thirds less feelings in the notes. I'm terribly happy that I wasn't in the middle of a relieving myself. Who knows how far that numbness creating pain could have traveled? I'm sure you'd be interested in the fact that my nose picking has suffered quite a bit too.
You know one doesn't expect to hear much when they sit down on tight-ass but when I flopped down into this old recliner this morning, I noticed that you get quite a bit of sound when it is a fat and cheap tight-ass.
No one is ever so busy that they can't crowd in a 'do as they want' or a 'need to do'. Prioritize my dear, it is all in the priorities.~Anon
Tho, I had typing in school and probably got up to several words per minute, having no need to type for near forty five years caused me to almost forget how. I use only three fingers now. My left first finger, my right first finger and my right second finger. First finger being the one nearest the thumb and the second, the one next to it. If being so handicapped wasn't enough, about four or five weeks ago I was backing a trailer and got a severe pain in my neck. Over time that pain traveled to my right shoulder, then to my arm and then to my hand and ended at my first finger. It left the first finger kinda numb on the end with the second finger suffering a little less but some of the same. It is still that way. I'm personally happy that I can still type but there could be two thirds less feelings in the notes. I'm terribly happy that I wasn't in the middle of a relieving myself. Who knows how far that numbness creating pain could have traveled? I'm sure you'd be interested in the fact that my nose picking has suffered quite a bit too.
You know one doesn't expect to hear much when they sit down on tight-ass but when I flopped down into this old recliner this morning, I noticed that you get quite a bit of sound when it is a fat and cheap tight-ass.
No one is ever so busy that they can't crowd in a 'do as they want' or a 'need to do'. Prioritize my dear, it is all in the priorities.~Anon
Monday, January 14, 2008
January 14
Surprise, surprise, woke up to another cold day of clouds and a breeze with a slim chance of some moisture. With the dark skies I think the fish have their ups mixed up with their downs and may be swimming with the wrong side up. At least that is all I can figure out why they aren't biting. The cold could be a factor too I guess.
Fishing is an okay activity but I doubt many would keep at it very long if something took out all their hope and stomped on it leaving nothing but a raw place. I'm pretty sure that the hope of catching one of the rangy little things is what keeps me casting. Unfortunately, after one hundred ninety seven casts this morning, without even a nudge, I've been fairly well stripped of any hope there. Funny how a man can sit around for a few days or maybe hours and hope finds someway to seep back into the old cranium.
Well, so we didn't have the sun this morning nor the moon last night but I think we were allowed a glimpse of the sun just awhile ago if we had been paying attention. Paying would be the first clue to why I missed it. Our social security checks won't stretch and my IRA is suffering to such a degree that anything with the word pay is deemed to suffer also. I have overspent a few times in my life and as best as I remember I was told that one day I would pay for that................ I thought paying for it at the time would suffice but alas, I was wrong, I do believe I'm paying for it again! This time it seems so much harder!
Well, you don't tug on Superman's cape, you don't spit into the wind. You don't pull on the mask of old Lone Ranger and you don't mess around with Jim. (I just liked it and noticed some free space is why.)
Got to, got to, got to, got to go in to Eldon today. Gee, with gas so high and the talk of it getting higher it is a hard thing to accept and pretty hard to type. Seeing it written makes the thought even more scary. Nothing wrong with being poor unless you want something. A thing just because we want it has been an un-listable item on our shopping lists for a very long time. For us and a lot of folks, it has always been a fairly common thing that if you succumb to the desire for a want you are forced to give something else up. Our biggest expenditures are for food, electricity, taxes, insurance, insurance and insurance. I don't think we can give up any of these. I suppose we could cut back some on the food.....HEY! HEY! We don't want to go there!
Nothing else on my mind.....Actually the above wasn't really on my mind. I just sat down here and dug around in the furrows to come up with it. No sin in confessing to what is so plainly visible either.
By the time a man is wise enough to watch his step, he's too old to go anywhere! - Billy Crystal
Fishing is an okay activity but I doubt many would keep at it very long if something took out all their hope and stomped on it leaving nothing but a raw place. I'm pretty sure that the hope of catching one of the rangy little things is what keeps me casting. Unfortunately, after one hundred ninety seven casts this morning, without even a nudge, I've been fairly well stripped of any hope there. Funny how a man can sit around for a few days or maybe hours and hope finds someway to seep back into the old cranium.
Well, so we didn't have the sun this morning nor the moon last night but I think we were allowed a glimpse of the sun just awhile ago if we had been paying attention. Paying would be the first clue to why I missed it. Our social security checks won't stretch and my IRA is suffering to such a degree that anything with the word pay is deemed to suffer also. I have overspent a few times in my life and as best as I remember I was told that one day I would pay for that................ I thought paying for it at the time would suffice but alas, I was wrong, I do believe I'm paying for it again! This time it seems so much harder!
Well, you don't tug on Superman's cape, you don't spit into the wind. You don't pull on the mask of old Lone Ranger and you don't mess around with Jim. (I just liked it and noticed some free space is why.)
Got to, got to, got to, got to go in to Eldon today. Gee, with gas so high and the talk of it getting higher it is a hard thing to accept and pretty hard to type. Seeing it written makes the thought even more scary. Nothing wrong with being poor unless you want something. A thing just because we want it has been an un-listable item on our shopping lists for a very long time. For us and a lot of folks, it has always been a fairly common thing that if you succumb to the desire for a want you are forced to give something else up. Our biggest expenditures are for food, electricity, taxes, insurance, insurance and insurance. I don't think we can give up any of these. I suppose we could cut back some on the food.....HEY! HEY! We don't want to go there!
Nothing else on my mind.....Actually the above wasn't really on my mind. I just sat down here and dug around in the furrows to come up with it. No sin in confessing to what is so plainly visible either.
By the time a man is wise enough to watch his step, he's too old to go anywhere! - Billy Crystal
January 13
Great day in the morning and if you do it right you could end up with the complete day being great. A good way to start is to do no more than lollygag around in bed late, watching TV and drinking coffee. Times like these are also a very good time to enjoy some togetherness with your sweet other, fully communicating on the TV programs and other trivial things. It is absolutely not a time to discuss any spell breaking heavy duty problematic subjects!
Retirement sure does have it's legion of pluses! With the retired state we're in, the knowledge that even with tomorrow being a Monday, we can lollygag in again if we so desire warms our thoughts. All the retirement created possibilities can warm ones thoughts and help greatly to make the days good. Not saying that our working days weren't good but there were always a daily influx of bad blowing across the good chimes. The sound of that near constant peal in your mind always seemed to put a big hurry on most of the days good. A rushed day's good is still good, but in the more civilized retired days, the good is by far much better.
"No man who is in a hurry is quite civilized." - William J. Durant
Retirement sure does have it's legion of pluses! With the retired state we're in, the knowledge that even with tomorrow being a Monday, we can lollygag in again if we so desire warms our thoughts. All the retirement created possibilities can warm ones thoughts and help greatly to make the days good. Not saying that our working days weren't good but there were always a daily influx of bad blowing across the good chimes. The sound of that near constant peal in your mind always seemed to put a big hurry on most of the days good. A rushed day's good is still good, but in the more civilized retired days, the good is by far much better.
"No man who is in a hurry is quite civilized." - William J. Durant
Saturday, January 12, 2008
January 12
Negative anticipation creates apprehension which can fire your worry mode imagination and nothing soars faster and higher than imagination. A little worry in some instances can be a good thing, prompting one to plan but is absolutely not the case if it is about a dental appointment. Sad, but as I see it, 93.2% of the time, worry is a bigger waste of time than reading this note.
When Marsha finished my periodontal maintenance procedure yesterday without inflicting too much pain and I wasn't required to see the dentist I felt awful about the terrible waste of time I had spent fraught with worry about it. As I walked out, the awful feeling was still with me and had been swollen to a much greater yuck by the $55 charge for the fifteen antagonizing minutes spent with Marsha's pain skilled fingers. And the new toothbrush and small tube of toothpaste they gave me as a parting gift didn't lessen it one iota.
I did mention that I had given some thought about her job and felt a little sorry for her digging around in dirty mouths all day. Told her the only thing I could imagine that might be worse would be working the other end as a gastroenterologist doing colonoscopies all day.
After a little research after I got home I think myself would prefer working on the butt end. Not a one of us has not had to deal with a bunch of ass-holes in our lives at one time or another and in reflection, most encounters weren't all that bad. That, plus the fact that a Dental hygienist's average salary was said to be in the $61,000 range while a gastroenterologist was listed at between $400,000 to $500,000 depending on where they practice is what turned me.
"If pleasures are greatest in anticipation, just remember that this is also true of trouble." - Elbert Hubbard
When Marsha finished my periodontal maintenance procedure yesterday without inflicting too much pain and I wasn't required to see the dentist I felt awful about the terrible waste of time I had spent fraught with worry about it. As I walked out, the awful feeling was still with me and had been swollen to a much greater yuck by the $55 charge for the fifteen antagonizing minutes spent with Marsha's pain skilled fingers. And the new toothbrush and small tube of toothpaste they gave me as a parting gift didn't lessen it one iota.
I did mention that I had given some thought about her job and felt a little sorry for her digging around in dirty mouths all day. Told her the only thing I could imagine that might be worse would be working the other end as a gastroenterologist doing colonoscopies all day.
After a little research after I got home I think myself would prefer working on the butt end. Not a one of us has not had to deal with a bunch of ass-holes in our lives at one time or another and in reflection, most encounters weren't all that bad. That, plus the fact that a Dental hygienist's average salary was said to be in the $61,000 range while a gastroenterologist was listed at between $400,000 to $500,000 depending on where they practice is what turned me.
"If pleasures are greatest in anticipation, just remember that this is also true of trouble." - Elbert Hubbard
Friday, January 11, 2008
January 11
We're heading for Jeff City today because I'm scheduled to participate in another one of those painful '50 question quiz, no answers allowed' type thing. Why is it that dentists are so talkative anyway? As soon as they get your mouth stuffed with their fingers and tools they begin, "How is it at the lake? Catching any fish? Very many boats on the water now? How is Dory doing?" I bet they spend a lot of their spare time talking to mirrors. I can only watch the face and I've seen a smirk like look on it that seems to say they enjoy my pain and frustration caused by the unanswerable questions or it could be they're trying to refrain from saying, "Good god Gertie," as they peer into my mouth.
Anyway, I would say that if you're feeling low and can't think of a biggy to look forward to, go visit your dentist. I assure you in less than five minutes into the cleaning ordeal you'll have a big something to look forward to. When it finally comes as the session ends, a great feeling of relief and satisfaction will hop on your shoulders and ride out the door with you. That is if the stop at the desk for paying up and rescheduling another visit doesn't flat out kick the crap out of those feelings and knock them to the floor. Some high stepping out of there may be necessary to keep from stomping them. Too, all the fancy stepping could falsely give the watching dentist and staff a feeling of seeing another happy customer departing. Their view is a rear one so they're not able to see all the visit induced tears.
"The injuries we do and the injuries we suffer are seldom weighed on the same scales." - Aesop
Anyway, I would say that if you're feeling low and can't think of a biggy to look forward to, go visit your dentist. I assure you in less than five minutes into the cleaning ordeal you'll have a big something to look forward to. When it finally comes as the session ends, a great feeling of relief and satisfaction will hop on your shoulders and ride out the door with you. That is if the stop at the desk for paying up and rescheduling another visit doesn't flat out kick the crap out of those feelings and knock them to the floor. Some high stepping out of there may be necessary to keep from stomping them. Too, all the fancy stepping could falsely give the watching dentist and staff a feeling of seeing another happy customer departing. Their view is a rear one so they're not able to see all the visit induced tears.
"The injuries we do and the injuries we suffer are seldom weighed on the same scales." - Aesop
Thursday, January 10, 2008
January 10, 2008
Won't be any working in the garden today. Everything is muddy and more moisture is being dropped from above as I type. Nothing heavy right now but when the glass is full to the brim even a small addition will slop the area around it. Hey, I'm not complaining, it could be snow.
Looking out the window I see what one could call a dreary looking day if one wanted to. Should you choose to see the day as dreary would be one of the steps to a depressing state of mind. I don't want that at all, so to me the day isn't dreary, it is a time of rest for some, a time to reflect and to become more aware of your life. A time when the stalking by predators will be so much quieter that it will raise the awareness of all God's little creatures of their lives and surroundings also.
Too, If you choose to use the word dreary in conversations with others you could drag them backwards from of their own struggle toward happy on a rainy day. Attitudes are fragile things you know.
Nope, if I'd anything to type I would've typed it!
"There are two kinds of people in the world, those who believe there are two kinds of people in the world and those who don't."~unknown
Looking out the window I see what one could call a dreary looking day if one wanted to. Should you choose to see the day as dreary would be one of the steps to a depressing state of mind. I don't want that at all, so to me the day isn't dreary, it is a time of rest for some, a time to reflect and to become more aware of your life. A time when the stalking by predators will be so much quieter that it will raise the awareness of all God's little creatures of their lives and surroundings also.
Too, If you choose to use the word dreary in conversations with others you could drag them backwards from of their own struggle toward happy on a rainy day. Attitudes are fragile things you know.
Nope, if I'd anything to type I would've typed it!
"There are two kinds of people in the world, those who believe there are two kinds of people in the world and those who don't."~unknown
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
January 9, 2008
The trip to Boonville wasn't all that bad nor very costly. Of course the free room and free meals weren't but all in all it was still a bargain. But........."a bargain for a bargains sake is no bargain at all" and we don't plan on taking advantage of that kind of bargain again in the very near future. I've been taught once again to never say never. With Dory as my teacher it does look like the innumerable lessons she has given me would have taken hold long before now but I can only hope I don't slip up again.
Dory and I discussed trading meal partners but the flow seemed to indicate we should stay the original course so we did. Lena's birthday feed that I accompanied her to was more or less as expected. A large room with quite a few people that all sat down to a tiny salad and a small piece of cake of some kind. Looked like a lot of folks were as hungry as I was because I wasn't near the only one that ate the salad and then the cake while waiting for the meal. The meal was carried out under the silver covered domes as I expected and consisted of a dash of green beans, a glob of mashed sweet potatoes and a couple slices of some kind of pork, all of which was cold of course. My choice of dishes would never include any of the three but I ate every bite including one of Lena's pork slices.
Dory and I had made the decision to stick to the original eating plan long before we discovered that the steak place wasn't open on Mondays. Dory and Pat ended up eating in the buffet while Lena and I had a real meal, so to speak. This happening created the theory that luck was with me in spite of the menu of our meal. Unfortunately, a couple minutes back at the machines, reality jumped in and literally painfully beat that crappy theory out of my head through my back pocket.
In theory, there is no difference between theory and practice. But, in practice, there is. — Jan van de Snepscheut
Dory and I discussed trading meal partners but the flow seemed to indicate we should stay the original course so we did. Lena's birthday feed that I accompanied her to was more or less as expected. A large room with quite a few people that all sat down to a tiny salad and a small piece of cake of some kind. Looked like a lot of folks were as hungry as I was because I wasn't near the only one that ate the salad and then the cake while waiting for the meal. The meal was carried out under the silver covered domes as I expected and consisted of a dash of green beans, a glob of mashed sweet potatoes and a couple slices of some kind of pork, all of which was cold of course. My choice of dishes would never include any of the three but I ate every bite including one of Lena's pork slices.
Dory and I had made the decision to stick to the original eating plan long before we discovered that the steak place wasn't open on Mondays. Dory and Pat ended up eating in the buffet while Lena and I had a real meal, so to speak. This happening created the theory that luck was with me in spite of the menu of our meal. Unfortunately, a couple minutes back at the machines, reality jumped in and literally painfully beat that crappy theory out of my head through my back pocket.
In theory, there is no difference between theory and practice. But, in practice, there is. — Jan van de Snepscheut
January 7, 2008
With good intentions I try to send a humorous note to some relatives and a few friends almost everyday but alas, even I realize most of them fall far too short of this goal. However, due to my unaccountable stupid desire I keep giving'er a shot. One would think typing something out should be pretty easy but this every day stuff just kills you. After awhile the, 'oh what to type', sure becomes a problem for me! As huge of a problem it is, it isn't the largest obstacle that I need to overcome. The big thing is sending stuff with the knowledge that almost each note adds another bit of confirmation of my ignorance and stupidity to that huge garden that I've unfortunately cultivated in your minds over the years.
A double dose of it comes here, as I tell you that Dory has somehow convinced me to take her to Booneville and spend the night. A free nights come-on was given to Dory by Doris and crap began to happen. We're to meet Lena and Pat there who also have a free nights come-on. Lena's birthday is next month but they are having a birthday gathering and meal tonight that she is included in.
The deal was she could take one person with her and I got the chance. Pat said she and Dory would play some and I thought she said eat in the buffet. As I thought about the birthday meal I said to Dory that it probably be served meals that are generally served cold in a large room with everyone else and would include some punch and a piece of cake. She replied that she would save some of her meal for me. Sounded okay but then she added that she and Pat planned to eat in the restaurant there where a great steak is on the menu.
Gee whiz, what happened to me? I do think I know how she meal tricked me into this outing but I sure am hoping to change dinner partners with her.
Ignorance is only the lack of knowledge, while gross stupidity is ignoring the knowledge and allowing desire or a hard head to prompt you to proceed anyway.~ Fatcheapas
A double dose of it comes here, as I tell you that Dory has somehow convinced me to take her to Booneville and spend the night. A free nights come-on was given to Dory by Doris and crap began to happen. We're to meet Lena and Pat there who also have a free nights come-on. Lena's birthday is next month but they are having a birthday gathering and meal tonight that she is included in.
The deal was she could take one person with her and I got the chance. Pat said she and Dory would play some and I thought she said eat in the buffet. As I thought about the birthday meal I said to Dory that it probably be served meals that are generally served cold in a large room with everyone else and would include some punch and a piece of cake. She replied that she would save some of her meal for me. Sounded okay but then she added that she and Pat planned to eat in the restaurant there where a great steak is on the menu.
Gee whiz, what happened to me? I do think I know how she meal tricked me into this outing but I sure am hoping to change dinner partners with her.
Ignorance is only the lack of knowledge, while gross stupidity is ignoring the knowledge and allowing desire or a hard head to prompt you to proceed anyway.~ Fatcheapas
January 6, 2008
A depressing start! Sometime ago I quit shaving for several days. Both Ruthie and Dory told me several times that the raggedly looking beard that was forming should be shaved. So while they were in Eldon one day I shaved. On their return I went out to the car to help carry things in a to visit for a while. We stood around for over 10 minutes without either of them noticing the clean sheared look until I brought it to their attention. That occasion flat humbled me to my knees.
Insult on top of insult, it just happened again but with only Dory this time. Went for 8 days without shaving with Dory telling me that she thought I should. I did this morning. Watched a little TV with her then decided to go on downstairs. Before leaving the room I kissed her then walked out. Turned and walked back in to draw her attention to the clean face. I pointed at my face and asked if she noticed anything, only then getting the reply, "oh, you shaved!" This being the second time doubled the pain and put me clear down. I crawled from the room and believe I hurt my knees somewhat crawling down the stairs.
Sitting here now trying to cut my way out of this devastating very thick aura.
"Humility is the ladder to a much better understanding." - Source Unknown
Insult on top of insult, it just happened again but with only Dory this time. Went for 8 days without shaving with Dory telling me that she thought I should. I did this morning. Watched a little TV with her then decided to go on downstairs. Before leaving the room I kissed her then walked out. Turned and walked back in to draw her attention to the clean face. I pointed at my face and asked if she noticed anything, only then getting the reply, "oh, you shaved!" This being the second time doubled the pain and put me clear down. I crawled from the room and believe I hurt my knees somewhat crawling down the stairs.
Sitting here now trying to cut my way out of this devastating very thick aura.
"Humility is the ladder to a much better understanding." - Source Unknown
January 5, 2008
Great day in the morning! We got us another day here as I suppose you did there too. Isn't life grand? Now with it comes the happy problem as to how we're going to fill it up with a bunch of useful actions. Did you ever notice how many of the usefuls aren't near as happy a thing to do as are the useless things. I'd better put the brake on here because I don't think anything is absolutely useless. The possibility that an action or thing would have more worth if done or used at a different time isn't arguable and clinches the fact that nothing is ever useless.
I've been told that reading a book of fiction is a huge waste of time which I disagree with and feel the real waste of time was the time spent by the guy telling me that.
Sitting here in our 50 degree weather waiting for a forecasted rain with nothing to say again which I'm sure has been pretty evident. It puts this near daily note teetering perilously on the edge of becoming acknowledged by me as being a worthless or useless waste of time. Something you all have been aware for some time now but as they say, the writer is always the last one to know.
“With Congress, every time they make a joke it’s a law, and every time they make a law it’s a joke.”~Will Rogers
I've been told that reading a book of fiction is a huge waste of time which I disagree with and feel the real waste of time was the time spent by the guy telling me that.
Sitting here in our 50 degree weather waiting for a forecasted rain with nothing to say again which I'm sure has been pretty evident. It puts this near daily note teetering perilously on the edge of becoming acknowledged by me as being a worthless or useless waste of time. Something you all have been aware for some time now but as they say, the writer is always the last one to know.
“With Congress, every time they make a joke it’s a law, and every time they make a law it’s a joke.”~Will Rogers
January 4, 2008
Spent a huge part of yesterday morning trying to update our little GPS unit via a purchased CD. Actually I've been trying in short spurts for several days. On one line of the directions it said turn the unit on and plug it in. The poor thing was out of juice but when plugged in the computer powered it. Guess that wasn't good enough because the only thing I did differently was to charge it up so before plugging it into the computer I could turn it on first. Wow, it worked!
The great woman behind the finally successful venture by this man was quick to tell me why directions come with things and how most of the time they should be followed without attempting shortcuts. Gees! I got it now!
For some reason this laptop is having a problem getting out of idle speed this morning so I suppose another cleaning up of it will grasp a big hunk of my morning. I'm really worried about it too because after I mentioned to Dory that because there are no directions on what to do I was being left to my own resources and all she did was shrug her shoulders. Then, she tells me she has pretty much made up her mind to go bowling today. I've been successful in speeding this thing up about 99 time in the past even without the great woman behind me so I'm hoping it won't be any different this time.
"If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back." - Regina Brett
The great woman behind the finally successful venture by this man was quick to tell me why directions come with things and how most of the time they should be followed without attempting shortcuts. Gees! I got it now!
For some reason this laptop is having a problem getting out of idle speed this morning so I suppose another cleaning up of it will grasp a big hunk of my morning. I'm really worried about it too because after I mentioned to Dory that because there are no directions on what to do I was being left to my own resources and all she did was shrug her shoulders. Then, she tells me she has pretty much made up her mind to go bowling today. I've been successful in speeding this thing up about 99 time in the past even without the great woman behind me so I'm hoping it won't be any different this time.
"If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's, we'd grab ours back." - Regina Brett
Thursday, January 03, 2008
01/03
Before retiring each night we turn back the thermostat a couple degrees which seems to make for a better sleep. After rousing in the morning one of my firsts acts is to, um- well, a quick moment for relief but the second act is to turn the heat back up. I go in and pour two cups of coffee putting ice in mine to cool it and sticking Dory's into the microwave because she likes it McDonald's kind of hot. While the coffees are working on their new temperatures I go down to let the cat out and feed him. Back upstairs I drink my coffee down and pour another with no ice this time and carry it and Dory's to the bedroom. I crawl back under the covers to await the warming of the house.
This is our news watching time. We catch up on about everything everywhere. Watching the news is a poor way to start a day or to end a day for that matter but we do it anyway. If it isn't bad it isn't news and being fed so much bad, especially first thing to one carry thru the day or last thing one to sleep with, can deeply depress a person if they're not strong enough to fight it. All forms of the news media put the stuff on at the same worst time for anyone to be watching. Makes a conspiracy to depress everyone of the United States citizens, to look like a very strong possibility.
This morning a news person, talking about some high priced project or another, noted that the Federal Government was going to pick up 75% of the cost, the State was going to accept 10% of it leaving only 15% for the tax payers.................. Do you see anything wrong here? My poorly educated dumb mathematical mind sees it as 100% of the cost being paid for by the tax payers! I mean I think both the State and Federal governments get all their money from taxes..... Am I incorrect in this assumption?
When we feel hatred, ill-at-ease, depressed, anxious, and a hundred other negative emotions, we are almost always living in the past or future, not in the present moment. ~ Alice Ruddy
This is our news watching time. We catch up on about everything everywhere. Watching the news is a poor way to start a day or to end a day for that matter but we do it anyway. If it isn't bad it isn't news and being fed so much bad, especially first thing to one carry thru the day or last thing one to sleep with, can deeply depress a person if they're not strong enough to fight it. All forms of the news media put the stuff on at the same worst time for anyone to be watching. Makes a conspiracy to depress everyone of the United States citizens, to look like a very strong possibility.
This morning a news person, talking about some high priced project or another, noted that the Federal Government was going to pick up 75% of the cost, the State was going to accept 10% of it leaving only 15% for the tax payers.................. Do you see anything wrong here? My poorly educated dumb mathematical mind sees it as 100% of the cost being paid for by the tax payers! I mean I think both the State and Federal governments get all their money from taxes..... Am I incorrect in this assumption?
When we feel hatred, ill-at-ease, depressed, anxious, and a hundred other negative emotions, we are almost always living in the past or future, not in the present moment. ~ Alice Ruddy
01/02
Already into the second day of 2008! Man, where does the time go anyway. I made a trip outside this morning and it was almost over before it got started. A little breeze pushing that 12 degree temperature all over you causes a very quick scoot back into the house I'm telling ya. Even at that my nose began to run and before I got back inside and the cold froze my nasal passages shut. Back in the house it took me more that three minutes just to get my nose thawed out.
Thank goodness the heat pump guy got the outside unit up and working New Years Eve. Seems to be working fine at this time. Other than the delay in getting it all hooked up the most hurt was when he ripped the two or three pounds of flesh out of my rear end. Well, it seemed like that happened when he pulled the check out of my gripping fingers. It'll take awhile paying that off with it coming out of those two paltry social security checks. But......that is still better than trying to do it on our looks.
Today is going to be a lot of work in putting the things back into the closet and deep freeze room. They did need cleaned out but it stirs my ire to be forced into something before I'm ready. In moving the stuff out I did find a few things that I didn't remember having. So you might say some good come of it but of what I found we didn't need anyway. Plan to do the shake, rattle and roll with the outside Christmas lights too. As I shake in the cold rattling the bulbs I'll be rolling along as fast as I can go.
"A man convinced against his will; is of the same opinion still." - Source Unknown
Thank goodness the heat pump guy got the outside unit up and working New Years Eve. Seems to be working fine at this time. Other than the delay in getting it all hooked up the most hurt was when he ripped the two or three pounds of flesh out of my rear end. Well, it seemed like that happened when he pulled the check out of my gripping fingers. It'll take awhile paying that off with it coming out of those two paltry social security checks. But......that is still better than trying to do it on our looks.
Today is going to be a lot of work in putting the things back into the closet and deep freeze room. They did need cleaned out but it stirs my ire to be forced into something before I'm ready. In moving the stuff out I did find a few things that I didn't remember having. So you might say some good come of it but of what I found we didn't need anyway. Plan to do the shake, rattle and roll with the outside Christmas lights too. As I shake in the cold rattling the bulbs I'll be rolling along as fast as I can go.
"A man convinced against his will; is of the same opinion still." - Source Unknown
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
January 1, 2008
A wonderful blessing just to wake to another day, but this morning the surprise of everything being white made it even a bit bigger deal. An unexpected skift of snow during the dark makes the same old sun, that only today and never again, is heralding in the new year of 2008, appear to shine brighter than ever. Beautiful but very cold for the first day of the new year might be a sign but I can't figure out what it might mean, Dory being my only thought.
As might be expected, a commonality to the female gene, this morning mother nature sent forth a strong wind to rearrange the small skift she left last night. Typical huh? Sure does make it cold and like most of their rearranging, it doesn't make it look a damn sight better at all!
I sat in my recliner last night until 1:00 am and before retiring, tried to send the happy new year thing. It is a complex happening to wake from a deep nap and then try to send a message while still only half awake. The complexity of the chore was evidently too much because I had to send it again this morning. The real early morning try only went to Dory's computer as near as I can tell.
I had planned to send the thing right after midnight but a more important urge overcame me. As Don Imus might have called it, "I became nappy headed".
Twenty or thirty years ago I never ever dreamed or even thought about seeing a new year called 2008! Being born so long ago, I can't remember a time that I ever thought or believed a 2008 in my life period. As far as that goes I don't recall any thoughts that went out anywhere into the two thousands. As things go, I may be on my way to happy because I can't really recall very much of anything! Out there in the don't know land has got to be the heaven on earth. But I'm not absolutely sure of that yet.
I am not complaining! Let us all see higher and higher numbers indicating the year!
AGAIN, WE WISH FOR YOUES, THE BEST FOR THE NEW YEAR, HEALTH BEING THE STRONGEST PILLAR OF THIS PROCLAMATION.
The message doesn't quit until a period is placed at the end.~Unknown..........................................
As might be expected, a commonality to the female gene, this morning mother nature sent forth a strong wind to rearrange the small skift she left last night. Typical huh? Sure does make it cold and like most of their rearranging, it doesn't make it look a damn sight better at all!
I sat in my recliner last night until 1:00 am and before retiring, tried to send the happy new year thing. It is a complex happening to wake from a deep nap and then try to send a message while still only half awake. The complexity of the chore was evidently too much because I had to send it again this morning. The real early morning try only went to Dory's computer as near as I can tell.
I had planned to send the thing right after midnight but a more important urge overcame me. As Don Imus might have called it, "I became nappy headed".
Twenty or thirty years ago I never ever dreamed or even thought about seeing a new year called 2008! Being born so long ago, I can't remember a time that I ever thought or believed a 2008 in my life period. As far as that goes I don't recall any thoughts that went out anywhere into the two thousands. As things go, I may be on my way to happy because I can't really recall very much of anything! Out there in the don't know land has got to be the heaven on earth. But I'm not absolutely sure of that yet.
I am not complaining! Let us all see higher and higher numbers indicating the year!
AGAIN, WE WISH FOR YOUES, THE BEST FOR THE NEW YEAR, HEALTH BEING THE STRONGEST PILLAR OF THIS PROCLAMATION.
The message doesn't quit until a period is placed at the end.~Unknown..........................................
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