03/09

Not a thing on my mind worth bending my three fingers for. Of course I realize that part isn't any different than all the other days! I know what I know and my biggest know right now is no, I'm not typing anything else. I'm in a struggle with an almost complete lack of desire to do almost anything and everything. That lack caught up and enveloped me yesterday and so far I haven't even been able to get one of my fingers out of the fog. It's a rotten feeling so I'm sure, just as rot goes, it will drop away soon tho the smell may linger for a spell.

I'm going to blame it on the all day rain we recieved yesterday and the clouds that linger and threaten still. Only dumped .9" from the rain catching measuring device this morning. Sure seemed like it rained more than that!


No one, Eleanor Roosevelt said, can make you feel inferior or dumb without your consent. Never give it.~Marian Wright Edelman

3/6

What? Another day here already? Seems to be, tho the sun hasn't joined us yet the gentle but cool breeze out of the north is trying it's best to propel it up. Here, in our protected place, we can never be sure from which direction the wind comes, but the bottom of the windsock does drift somewhat to the south....which means nothing more than there is a breeze. The temperature indicator on the wall says it is 33 degrees outside at this time. 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 either haft to sign off or make up something to wag.

Sad, but true it is, most everyday I send a note, waging and waging but very seldom with a tale to type. It generally doesn't take reading to the tail end to discover the fact either but the end of this one is here.



Talk happiness. The world is sad enough without your woe. ----- Orison Sweet Marden

3/5

I do have a few friends! Mikey is kind of a friend but Tomi is almost always by my side while I'm downstairs in the house. Friends can be a pain! He set's on the chair arm or between it and my leg and after awhile........... He also lays against my arm and the back of the recliner every so often. He purrs a lot and the next thing I know he is dry humping on the chair arm yet still purring. It began with him trying to mount my forearm but I put the end to that so he does it without me. I don't know what to do about it. You know, him stuck in this house full time with the same food over and over I kind of feel sorry for the little guy.

I have another buddy that seems to be only a fair weather friend. If the weather is good he does my walk with me. He is friendly and a quick learner and has picked up the ability to wave, along with me, at the people in the vehicles that pass us by. I've noticed that he is a curious guy especially in the summer when all the trees have fully leafed out. During that time I miss him every so often as I guess he explores some of our surroundings. In a little bit he's back only to go off again. Some of the time he leads, some he follows and then he may walk beside me on one side then the other.

He is a good walker tho he sure looks old and fat. I got him to pause long enough to get a picture where he is waving to you a hello. Kind of a creepy acting and looking thing but he seems like someone I should know very well. After all, I've pretty much seen HIM somewhere around me almost forever. I just didn't pay too much attention until I began my walks.

Last years total counted daily walks totaled 1,120 miles. So far this year I've only accumulated 203 miles. Don't think that's too bad considering the weather we've had. Only one day was spent on the treadmill.......I HATE THAT THING!

3/2

What'cha gonna do when the well runs dry, you gonna run away and hide. But big stupid here keeps priming the old empty hole hoping maybe a tiny little bit of worthy thoughts to type might be pumped up. As I realize again that it's failing, I attempt to grasp a positive out of the failed effort. Only thing I've been able to come up with is the possibility that all the priming and pumping might keep the old hole pretty clean and free of nasty sick thought debris that has a tendency to fall into any unguarded available opening. When the pump gets tired I'll try doing some manual stuff that can fill up most of the empty while aligning needed procedure for the task.

Say now! In my defense, before you tally your judgment sheet on my mental state, I might admit to some affliction of stupid but crazy I'm not! The possibility that my oversized body is using a lot of the nutrients or whatever which may be leaving the mind a little short of it's requirements might contribute to the stupid but it's not near enough shortage to do me mentally ill!

Our deep freeze fizzled out yesterday which is contributing some to the mental problems. I believe we caught things soon enough and thanks to the unknowing Struebbe's, I'm sure things will work out okay. A new deep freeze should be plugged in here today. The old one died after around 30 years. The guy at the place where we made arrangements for the new one stated that he doubted it would last quite that long. He seemed to be honest and we wouldn't doubt that statement at all tho we can still hope.

"Man's greatest freedom is the freedom of his mind."~Anon

2/28

With good intentions I try to send a humorous note to some relatives and a few friends every so often 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.

It sure did blow last night. Guess my walk will reveal to me any problems that may have resulted. And, in case you didn't know, this link will reveal to you who the doctor was that gave me those magic words. magic words <<


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

2/27

In an attempt to gain a little more like from you for my notes and maybe a little for myself I'm going to type on here some secret words that I learned back in the late 50's. I used it on a live person one time in 1959 and it sure did seem to work then. At least I thought it did for a long long time then I found out that I was the only one of the two of us who walked the line.

Anyway, it is said these words came from a doctor and I'm trying them again for a little different reason 52 years later even tho they fooled me before.

"Ooo eee, ooo ah ah, ting tang, walla walla bing bang, Ooo eee, ooo ah ah, ting tang, walla walla bing bang."

By the way, it's hard to type a note when one has nothing to say and their brain is locked because of a bunch of partial memories clanging around in there trying to put themselves together. Can't remember my first memory but I've spent over 69 years alive so I've surly added a few to the pile. No wonder they're such a mess.



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Life is like an onion: You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.~Carl Sandburg

2/24

Gee! I'm thankful for the free 1-click answers program. Wouldn't be able to do as little as I do without it. I've even discovered the difference between aught and ought as well as further and farther. Yes, I probably learned that in school but my goodness, that was over fifty two years ago. And that was back when I didn't pay too much attention to learning so I may not have ever known the difference.

Too late I see the error of my ways. I've swam through life clear out here into the middle of old, only to discover that I didn't bring along enough real knowledge to keep me afloat. I've really got to kick to stay here.

The computer is a really good kicking exercise and I'm learning a lot through it but still not enough to float yet. Part of the reasons you get these messages is from my compelling desire to keep my head up without kicking.

Too much I've read on the internet this morning making me too tired to sit here much longer. There is no telling what you missed.....Happily I'm sure. I've found one of the ways that I can really bring happiness to most others is to type very little or not at all. Only selfishness and the desire to float without kicking makes me keep doing it.

I Like our animals too much to be kicking them around and Lord knows it turns out too painful to take any of my frustrations out on Glenda. Where does that leave me? Sending messages. Poor, uninteresting and sometimes a tad nasty but it is an outlet that relieves internal pressures and decreases tummy pains and the chance for ulcers.

I don't eat at the computer either. That may have something to do with the fact that I can't chew and type at the same time.....Can't hardly type anyway but the most difficult time is trying to type while Glenda is chewing and she always seems to have something to chew about......."And I helped".


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"He is useless on top of the ground; he ought to be under it, inspiring the cabbages." - Mark Twain

2/21

If, "Time is of the Essence", has anything to do with smell, our use of time this morning is about as smelly as it has been for quite awhile. I didn't use the word stink because we are retired and can use our time just about anyway we want to. Our lack of utilization of our time this morning so far smells to high heaven but it is such a sweet smell.

We go through everyday with the strong hope on top of our minds, that our funds won't get so low as to require us the need to find a paying job. Frugally, that's it! We try to live in a frugal mode which would be called by the folks from across the tracks where I was raised as a 'cheap ass'.

Let me tell you. Back when I was younger I had a shoe shine box and went around town shinning shoes. The banker who always let me polish his shoes was a rough man to please but I was able and gladly accepted the meager ten cents that he handed me. I believe he was probably a cheap ass frugal person but unlike us he had money.

When I'd take my little box to the tavern, it was a different story. One time, just through the door a nice gentleman had me shine his cowboy boots and gave me a quarter. I polished a few ten centers in there then as I started out the door the first person had me shine his boots another time and gave me another quarter. What a nice bunch. I messed around the square for about an hour then hit the tavern again knowing there was at least one pair of boots to be shined one more time but........the nice guy was gone.

Here, I'll tell you about my grocery delivery business flop. I tried to use a personally manufactured bicycle trailer. After the neck gave way and I got all the scattered groceries collected to walk them to their destination, I quit that business. No pay but I wasn't charged with whatever was missing or damaged beyond use.

Glenda is calling so I'm gone too.

"Old times" never come back and I suppose it's just as well. What comes back is a new morning every day in the year, and that's better.-George E. Woodberry