We were told that at 2:00 a.m. it was 66 degrees but at 4:30 a.m. it was down to 57 degrees and has been going down ever since. It's said before days end it will be down to 43.
Yesterday and last night the wind and clouds teamed up to lay down on us 2 inches of rain and about 3 inches of leaves. As the weather forces the trees to undress Glenda forces me to address the discards. Glenda has helped before but the cooler weather and wind doesn't allow her to be outside any longer than it takes to get into the car.
Oh well, it will just be another small filler between my two favorite times of my day, getting up in the mornings and going to bed at night. My deep fondness for these two periods does encourge me to rise a little earlier than many others but lots of days it also puts me to bed earlier.
I used to have things to say.........Wonder when I lost that?
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"A man's life is what his thoughts make of it."~Marcus Aurelius
About Me
Friday, October 30, 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
October 24
The greatest wonder ever! Go out in the dark on a cloudless night and look at the heavens. You can see forever prettied up with bright untold numbers of glistening specks of light winking at you. If you open your mind just a tad you've run right into the greatest wonder ever. It may not work that way for everyone but it sure does cause a great wonder for me.
I try to refrain from delving into my wonders too far but I will say that the humbling view brings to thought that the earth is far far less relevant to the universe as a millionth part of a pimple on a gnats ass sitting on the surface of the Pacific Ocean nestled on the face of good old mother earth.
Of course the earth is certainly relevant to us as it must be to God as he keeps it here for us. "THANK YOU LORD!"
Just too heavy for very much thought at a time..........I quit now
I do believe that nothing can constitute a note and with that belief I feel I've succeeded again.
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"We climb to heaven most often on the ruins of our cherished plans, finding our failures were successes." - Amos Bronson Alcott
I try to refrain from delving into my wonders too far but I will say that the humbling view brings to thought that the earth is far far less relevant to the universe as a millionth part of a pimple on a gnats ass sitting on the surface of the Pacific Ocean nestled on the face of good old mother earth.
Of course the earth is certainly relevant to us as it must be to God as he keeps it here for us. "THANK YOU LORD!"
Just too heavy for very much thought at a time..........I quit now
I do believe that nothing can constitute a note and with that belief I feel I've succeeded again.
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"We climb to heaven most often on the ruins of our cherished plans, finding our failures were successes." - Amos Bronson Alcott
Friday, October 23, 2009
October 23
Wow, what an invigorating walk this morning. Pretty cool with a very stiff wind. I think the wind was whistling some kind of stripping music because the trees were all dancing and swaying as they dropped their apparel little pieces at a time. Soon we'll be seeing nothing but bare naked limbs and torsos.
The wind and cold had me running quite a bit on my rounds this morning. No, not my whole body just my nose. The near constant need to pull out the old hanky and wipe is an aggravation that needs to be addressed. I'm thinking about growing one of those snot catchers. I can clean it up in my shower when I get home. I know they work because one of the guys working on the road had one..........Gag! I wish I'd not had that thought.
Another complication to the rounds comes from the fact there isn't a way to dress properly. The first two thirds of each round is up hill and usually creates a perspiration wetted body. Then the last third is down hill where you can just coast along. That kind of low temperature along with the wind doesn't take long to cold a damp body down. With that heat expanding and the cold contracting each trip may not crack me but extra wrinkles are surely going to happen.
I should be sorry about this sick note but.................
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Speaking of trees, "I looked up my family tree and found out I was the sap."~Rodney Dangerfield
The wind and cold had me running quite a bit on my rounds this morning. No, not my whole body just my nose. The near constant need to pull out the old hanky and wipe is an aggravation that needs to be addressed. I'm thinking about growing one of those snot catchers. I can clean it up in my shower when I get home. I know they work because one of the guys working on the road had one..........Gag! I wish I'd not had that thought.
Another complication to the rounds comes from the fact there isn't a way to dress properly. The first two thirds of each round is up hill and usually creates a perspiration wetted body. Then the last third is down hill where you can just coast along. That kind of low temperature along with the wind doesn't take long to cold a damp body down. With that heat expanding and the cold contracting each trip may not crack me but extra wrinkles are surely going to happen.
I should be sorry about this sick note but.................
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Speaking of trees, "I looked up my family tree and found out I was the sap."~Rodney Dangerfield
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
0ctober 21
Now about this mornings walk. On the first round my head mounted LED lights showed me a reflection of a couple eyes looking at me from the woods off W Oak. I had the big spotlight with me and promptly turned it on only to see the eyes move on before I could see a bulk. Thought they glowed high enough to be a deer and as I got to Y19 got to see a little buck deer for conformation.
On up the road to K and just before Memory Lane I used the spot to watch a fox meander across the road in front of me. I spoke to it and must have said something it didn't like because it sped up and went down Memory Lane. Hey, that is the road I use. Anyway didn't see the fox again.
On the second time around, just before I got to the lowest part of my walk, a terrible scream aired from the woods on the hill just to the left of the road I was going to be climbing. That scream stood the hair up on my neck and put a big pause in my step. The second scream stopped me completely and stood all the hair on my body straight out! T
he spotlight couldn't pick out any eyes or body but a tiny little hoot hoot convinced me that I had just heard my first screech owl screech. My hairs laid back down and I walked on.
I must say that if you would like to temporarily tighten your skin, find a very scary thing that will stand all your body hair straight out.
Still on round two as I walked up Y19 I discovered that the thrills for today's walk weren't over. My LED's picked up the reflection of a pair of eyes coming down the road right at me and they weren't just moseying along either. I quickly turned the spotlight on the whatever and illuminated a black thing that kept coming. As it got closer I was able to make out that it was a dog so I began talking to it. Nice doggy, nice doggy. I don't know if it was the words I used or the higher pitch begging tone of them, but the dog turned and headed back the way it had come. As it went into the woods up the road a ways I did notice it had a red collar on. Feeling better about the meeting I tried to call the dog to me but never saw it again.
The third time around, the only excitement that occurred was gleaned from the knowledge that this was the last round today. JUST LOVE THOSE WALKS!
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"I never exaggerate. I just remember big." - Chi Chi Rodriguez
On up the road to K and just before Memory Lane I used the spot to watch a fox meander across the road in front of me. I spoke to it and must have said something it didn't like because it sped up and went down Memory Lane. Hey, that is the road I use. Anyway didn't see the fox again.
On the second time around, just before I got to the lowest part of my walk, a terrible scream aired from the woods on the hill just to the left of the road I was going to be climbing. That scream stood the hair up on my neck and put a big pause in my step. The second scream stopped me completely and stood all the hair on my body straight out! T
he spotlight couldn't pick out any eyes or body but a tiny little hoot hoot convinced me that I had just heard my first screech owl screech. My hairs laid back down and I walked on.
I must say that if you would like to temporarily tighten your skin, find a very scary thing that will stand all your body hair straight out.
Still on round two as I walked up Y19 I discovered that the thrills for today's walk weren't over. My LED's picked up the reflection of a pair of eyes coming down the road right at me and they weren't just moseying along either. I quickly turned the spotlight on the whatever and illuminated a black thing that kept coming. As it got closer I was able to make out that it was a dog so I began talking to it. Nice doggy, nice doggy. I don't know if it was the words I used or the higher pitch begging tone of them, but the dog turned and headed back the way it had come. As it went into the woods up the road a ways I did notice it had a red collar on. Feeling better about the meeting I tried to call the dog to me but never saw it again.
The third time around, the only excitement that occurred was gleaned from the knowledge that this was the last round today. JUST LOVE THOSE WALKS!
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"I never exaggerate. I just remember big." - Chi Chi Rodriguez
Monday, October 19, 2009
October 19
I started up the computer this morning then clicked on my little Outlook Express Icon located in the quick launch area down on the left side of the bottom bar. It opens to our in-box and doesn't trouble us with a lot of stuff such as what a home page might contain. I've read all the messages received so far and then before reading the two or three of the many newspapers that are listed in my favorites, I clicked on 'create mail'. A new page opened that has 'New Message' at the left side of the utmost top with the regular things beneath that including a space for 'to' and a space for 'subject.
Down below all of this is a large kind of an off white area where the new message gets typed. That didn't look very virginal to begin with and is now beginning to look worse with a bunch of crap creeping slowly down from the top. Ha! A whole lot of nothing has already gotten us this far down the monitor but we don't want crap to cover the complete thing.
Hey, I hear you and agree, enough already! What is a brain locked person, determined to send a note, supposed to type? You wouldn't expect a person without a job able to make any cents anyway so I might as well mess up another inch or so.
Went to the neighbors yesterday and got the winch and blade mounted on his four wheel drive ATV. Everything seems to be read for any snow that might blow in so he is about to head out to their wintering spot in Yuma leaving me here to take care of the snow we might receive. He says he wishes he could stay and get to play in the snow, ha, ha, but Yuma is calling too loudly.
I'm moving the cursor back up to the 'to' line, type a little there, down to the 'subject' line and add the usual then a click up there on the send button. Now I'm off to read the papers. Bye
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Some minds remain open long enough for the truth not only to enter but to pass on through by way of a ready exit without pausing anywhere along the route.~Elizabeth Kenny
Down below all of this is a large kind of an off white area where the new message gets typed. That didn't look very virginal to begin with and is now beginning to look worse with a bunch of crap creeping slowly down from the top. Ha! A whole lot of nothing has already gotten us this far down the monitor but we don't want crap to cover the complete thing.
Hey, I hear you and agree, enough already! What is a brain locked person, determined to send a note, supposed to type? You wouldn't expect a person without a job able to make any cents anyway so I might as well mess up another inch or so.
Went to the neighbors yesterday and got the winch and blade mounted on his four wheel drive ATV. Everything seems to be read for any snow that might blow in so he is about to head out to their wintering spot in Yuma leaving me here to take care of the snow we might receive. He says he wishes he could stay and get to play in the snow, ha, ha, but Yuma is calling too loudly.
I'm moving the cursor back up to the 'to' line, type a little there, down to the 'subject' line and add the usual then a click up there on the send button. Now I'm off to read the papers. Bye
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Some minds remain open long enough for the truth not only to enter but to pass on through by way of a ready exit without pausing anywhere along the route.~Elizabeth Kenny
Monday, October 12, 2009
October 12
On my regular early morning walk in the 46 degree dark with my headband mounted LED light showing me the way, I swear there were some snow flurries falling before it turned into a slow scattered rain.
So far this year I've walked 560 extracurricular miles. Extracurricular may be the wrong word but it says to me what I mean. Just hope I don't get fined for too huge of a carbon foot print that I have left. By the time I get to the top of our hill I'm blowing it out faster than a long term politician.
I could hardly believe it but I read where a big global warming person said these colder than normal temperatures were a result of the global warming............I tried to find the article back to put on here but couldn't.
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Kites rise highest against the wind; not with it. — Winston Churchill
So far this year I've walked 560 extracurricular miles. Extracurricular may be the wrong word but it says to me what I mean. Just hope I don't get fined for too huge of a carbon foot print that I have left. By the time I get to the top of our hill I'm blowing it out faster than a long term politician.
I could hardly believe it but I read where a big global warming person said these colder than normal temperatures were a result of the global warming............I tried to find the article back to put on here but couldn't.
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Kites rise highest against the wind; not with it. — Winston Churchill
Saturday, October 10, 2009
October 10
From the for sure fact filled television this morning I overheard a bit about a one year old with an IQ of 160.............. Another Einstein in the making. Caused me to wonder how they test a one year old to determine an IQ ('intelligence quotient'). This caused me to wonder how they test anyone's intelligence quotient. Jumped right onto the computer where all the real answers are.
Well, golly gee, there was more there than you could shake a stick at and a lot of different opinion's on the validity of the whole shebang. I did pick out a few things to make this note longer. Such as....
In 2004, Richard Haier, professor of psychology in the Department of Pediatrics and colleagues at University of California, Irvine and the University of New Mexico used MRI to obtain structural images of the brain in 47 normal adults who also took standard IQ tests. The study demonstrated that general human intelligence appears to be based on the volume and location of gray matter tissue in the brain, and also demonstrated that, of the brain's gray matter, only about 6 percent appeared to be related to IQ.
According to Dr. C. George Boeree of Shippensburg University, intelligence is a person's capacity to (1) acquire knowledge (i.e. learn and understand), (2) apply knowledge (solve problems), and (3) engage in abstract reasoning. It is the power of one's intellect, and as such is clearly a very important aspect of one's overall well-being. Psychologists have attempted to measure it for well over a century
To get a "true" IQ score, multiple IQ tests must be taken since professionally administered IQ tests are only roughly 96% reliable. The average of multiple tests, usually at least three, is considered that person's "true" IQ score. However, these tests must be taken within a relatively short period of time, normally under one year for three or more tests.
Well, another professor says our IQ pretty much stays the same over a lifetime, no matter what we do to boost it. It's generally believed that IQ is hereditary — our mental development starts slowing up at age 13 and virtually stops at age 18. Says although we may not be able to change what we're born with, we can make the most of it.
"Read the newspapers, read as widely as possible, be physiologically fit, look after your brain," the Professor says.
I'm sad to say that my morning search has shown me that my intelligence quotient is way too low to understand much of what I read and am still without the knowledge of how they test a one year old child. About drove me bananas!
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"Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked." - Oliver Wendell Holmes
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Well, golly gee, there was more there than you could shake a stick at and a lot of different opinion's on the validity of the whole shebang. I did pick out a few things to make this note longer. Such as....
In 2004, Richard Haier, professor of psychology in the Department of Pediatrics and colleagues at University of California, Irvine and the University of New Mexico used MRI to obtain structural images of the brain in 47 normal adults who also took standard IQ tests. The study demonstrated that general human intelligence appears to be based on the volume and location of gray matter tissue in the brain, and also demonstrated that, of the brain's gray matter, only about 6 percent appeared to be related to IQ.
According to Dr. C. George Boeree of Shippensburg University, intelligence is a person's capacity to (1) acquire knowledge (i.e. learn and understand), (2) apply knowledge (solve problems), and (3) engage in abstract reasoning. It is the power of one's intellect, and as such is clearly a very important aspect of one's overall well-being. Psychologists have attempted to measure it for well over a century
To get a "true" IQ score, multiple IQ tests must be taken since professionally administered IQ tests are only roughly 96% reliable. The average of multiple tests, usually at least three, is considered that person's "true" IQ score. However, these tests must be taken within a relatively short period of time, normally under one year for three or more tests.
Well, another professor says our IQ pretty much stays the same over a lifetime, no matter what we do to boost it. It's generally believed that IQ is hereditary — our mental development starts slowing up at age 13 and virtually stops at age 18. Says although we may not be able to change what we're born with, we can make the most of it.
"Read the newspapers, read as widely as possible, be physiologically fit, look after your brain," the Professor says.
I'm sad to say that my morning search has shown me that my intelligence quotient is way too low to understand much of what I read and am still without the knowledge of how they test a one year old child. About drove me bananas!
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"Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked." - Oliver Wendell Holmes
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Monday, October 05, 2009
October 5
This morning was a really a nice day for an early morning walk. It was so good that I picked up a walking partner. I guess the crisp morning along with the huge full bright harvest moon was enough enticement to bring out my shadow to accompany me. Seemed to try helping me by walking behind me when going up the hill, like trying to push. Walked beside me along the main road then moved to the front as I walked down the hill. I think that was an attempt to help slow my rapid descent on that hell hill.
One little problem was on the climb, near the top of the hill, that great whooshing of air from my mouth would turn into a huge amount of fog that temporarily blinded me several times. I was able to combat that by turning my head. However, like when I turned my head to the right I had to roll my eyes way to the left and was still half blinded. My right eye rolled so far to the left it could not see anything but the right side of my goodly endowed nose.
I finally was able to avert the blow from hitting me full in the face by exhaling to one side or the other using my lips. A complicated maneuver walking while at the same time sucking air in full mouth then exhaling to one side or the other. I always thought I could walk and chew gum at the same time but got to doubting that till I got the hang of the walking, sucking and blowing.
I do realize my bit of blow here sucks but I didn't have to walk at the same time so it came pretty easy and I felt the urge to type something to send.
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Imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were. But without it we go nowhere. ~Carl Sagan
One little problem was on the climb, near the top of the hill, that great whooshing of air from my mouth would turn into a huge amount of fog that temporarily blinded me several times. I was able to combat that by turning my head. However, like when I turned my head to the right I had to roll my eyes way to the left and was still half blinded. My right eye rolled so far to the left it could not see anything but the right side of my goodly endowed nose.
I finally was able to avert the blow from hitting me full in the face by exhaling to one side or the other using my lips. A complicated maneuver walking while at the same time sucking air in full mouth then exhaling to one side or the other. I always thought I could walk and chew gum at the same time but got to doubting that till I got the hang of the walking, sucking and blowing.
I do realize my bit of blow here sucks but I didn't have to walk at the same time so it came pretty easy and I felt the urge to type something to send.
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Imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were. But without it we go nowhere. ~Carl Sagan
Thursday, October 01, 2009
October 1
On my daily walk in the dark I've been carrying a flashlight and it only brightens a small spot. If you want to see where you're walking the shine doesn't show the sides of the road. This creates an aggravating bit of discomfort.
Well, thanks to a Bass Pro gift that I received that isn't the case anymore. I have a 15 LED head lamp now. It produces 120,000 MCD white light that brightens out about 60 feet and make the both road edges visible too. Sure makes for a more joyful walk.
One problem tho is the light in the middle of my forehead draws bugs! Near the top of the mountainous hill my mouth is pretty much wide open sucking in the necessary oxygen to continue, I have sucked in several bugs so far. I don't know but the extra protein or whatever may be a plus.
This morning I saw 2 miniature headlights shining near the edge of the road in two different places. The first pair was near the middle of the hill and turned out to be a raccoon that slowly moseyed off into the woods. The second pair was on W Oak approaching Y19. This pair held their ground even as I made quite a bit of noise and walked toward it. Being so tough as to hold it's ground caused me to abandon my thought to poke it with my walking stick and not quite get close enough to see what it was. As far as I could make out, I believe it was a coon also. Wonder how many animals I missed when carrying the flashlight.
Hey, the date reads the same reading it backwards as it does reading it forward. Neat aye.
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Nothing says lovin like something from the oven and a birth says it best.~Unknown
Well, thanks to a Bass Pro gift that I received that isn't the case anymore. I have a 15 LED head lamp now. It produces 120,000 MCD white light that brightens out about 60 feet and make the both road edges visible too. Sure makes for a more joyful walk.
One problem tho is the light in the middle of my forehead draws bugs! Near the top of the mountainous hill my mouth is pretty much wide open sucking in the necessary oxygen to continue, I have sucked in several bugs so far. I don't know but the extra protein or whatever may be a plus.
This morning I saw 2 miniature headlights shining near the edge of the road in two different places. The first pair was near the middle of the hill and turned out to be a raccoon that slowly moseyed off into the woods. The second pair was on W Oak approaching Y19. This pair held their ground even as I made quite a bit of noise and walked toward it. Being so tough as to hold it's ground caused me to abandon my thought to poke it with my walking stick and not quite get close enough to see what it was. As far as I could make out, I believe it was a coon also. Wonder how many animals I missed when carrying the flashlight.
Hey, the date reads the same reading it backwards as it does reading it forward. Neat aye.
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Nothing says lovin like something from the oven and a birth says it best.~Unknown
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