Earlier today trying to sort through stuff, I came to the realization that being alone in an empty house is much easier to deal with than being alone in a house full of things. I finally took down the Christmas tree and the last two garlands left hanging. It didn't matter that I left them up all this time. I haven't had anyone over in a long while. The stock from my shop is still set up, sitting idle for the past few months, and it is rather deflating looking at it, knowing what I have to do with all of it. Anyways... I didn't want to have to get the crickety old ladder out, so I used a chair and knelt on the piano top to be able to reach the garland. After I had unhooked it from the drapery rod, I found myself sitting on the piano, feeling like Snoopy on his house surveying the area. Just for a brief moment, I curled up in a little ball and closed my eyes, but not for long, as I could sense that creeping sad feeling scratching at the door of my mind. I sat a little longer, stepped down and continued on. I didn't finish, but I did start, which was the hardest part. Come to think of it, originally when I closed my shop and moved everything here, it took me about four months to come to a decision, and I see now that it took me about the same amount of time to motivate myself to take this step. I still feel as though I am drifting... but maybe I am ready to be on course... to where I don't yet know.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Progress?
Earlier today trying to sort through stuff, I came to the realization that being alone in an empty house is much easier to deal with than being alone in a house full of things. I finally took down the Christmas tree and the last two garlands left hanging. It didn't matter that I left them up all this time. I haven't had anyone over in a long while. The stock from my shop is still set up, sitting idle for the past few months, and it is rather deflating looking at it, knowing what I have to do with all of it. Anyways... I didn't want to have to get the crickety old ladder out, so I used a chair and knelt on the piano top to be able to reach the garland. After I had unhooked it from the drapery rod, I found myself sitting on the piano, feeling like Snoopy on his house surveying the area. Just for a brief moment, I curled up in a little ball and closed my eyes, but not for long, as I could sense that creeping sad feeling scratching at the door of my mind. I sat a little longer, stepped down and continued on. I didn't finish, but I did start, which was the hardest part. Come to think of it, originally when I closed my shop and moved everything here, it took me about four months to come to a decision, and I see now that it took me about the same amount of time to motivate myself to take this step. I still feel as though I am drifting... but maybe I am ready to be on course... to where I don't yet know.
Monday, April 16, 2012
Truer words...
Online Fortune Cookie
Hmm... This was post 1111, the 22nd for April, the 220th for 2012. Not that it has any bearing on anything, I just like the numbers.
Water whisperer
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Beer is good?
Okay, so I saw a headline that said "Can beer make you smarter?" My take? Alcohol in controlled quantity boosts the human capacity for creative problem solving, but diversely, does the opposite for analytical problem solving. It relaxes the self-imposed inhibitive barriers in increments directly proportionate to the amount of alcohol consumed, thus embarking as a willing companion upon the human journey of discovery from creativity to stupid.
Needed a laugh tonight, so speaking of creativity and beer, I went agoogling for a certain song, but found this instead.
Lost in space...
How can you touch something you can't grasp?
How can you keep something you don't have?
How can you miss something you've never had?
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Friday Night Fixx
(Warning: 80s music)
The previous post's title reminded me of a song by a band I used to listen to in high school. Upon agoogling, I found the song was "Sign of Fire" and that lead me to a number of others I remember by them as well, but tucked away in my head. The one that sucked me back in time tonight was the beginning of this. The one that seems to fit well my life at present is this.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Sign of life...
I just happened to see these in the garden today. (Wee little things they be.)
White Hyacinth, a symbol of loveliness,
or to show the happiness for loving
and being loved.
(Just found out their meaning today.)
or to show the happiness for loving
and being loved.
(Just found out their meaning today.)
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
The cosmic book of life...
What if all this is is the giant finger of the cosmos looking down at us, pointing and laughing? Maybe what I am going through right now is just one great big life lesson in futility. Not that this is anything new to me. Maybe all this was just the final slamming of the cosmic book of life on my fingers.
The cosmos: Nope ...
(slamming book shut)
... that's not for you.
Me: Ow... that hurts.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Connection Communication Conversation
Much of what my thoughts are, but there is so much more to this that could be added to the discussion. A precursor to some of my thoughts can be read here.
Very long, but worth listening.
Video found posted over at The Crow's Song.
Monday, April 9, 2012
The Moon or Sun...
Lacking words again... or still... so went looking for another one of those silly quizzes. Found a few, but "Are you the Moon or the Sun?" seemed fitting, and the result predictable. Something definitely would have been off-kilter if it was the other.
| You Are the Moon |
 Some may find you to be a bit harsh, but if anything you are a realist. You are a loner and prefer to keep to yourself. You are shy, but you're also naturally introverted. Those who get to know you appreciate your practical, no-nonsense approach to life. You may not be warm and fuzzy, but you are extremely caring in your own way. |
I then noticed another one "What type of poem are you?", which I couldn't resist. Was a little surprised at the result.
| You Are a Haiku |
Like a tree swaying
You are simple yet changing Living in the now |
And, finally...
"What Miniature Chocolate Bar are You?"
| You Are a Special Dark Chocolate Bar |
 You are a deep and complex person. You don't let anyone get too close to you. You stay a mystery, and you're good at keeping secrets... especially your own. You prefer to stay on the outside a bit and observe. You find people fascinating. You seek to understand and appreciate the world. There is more to you than anyone will ever know. |
The unforgiving stone
I am that which whispers within the wind
the hushed tone lost within the rage and fury
of the rising storm
of the rising storm
I am that one tear swallowed
by the heavens’ sorrow
by the heavens’ sorrow
the cold hand left to rest upon
the unforgiving stone
the unforgiving stone
I am that breath which rests upon the tongue
the quiet one silently weeping
in the darkened corner
in the darkened corner
I am that heartbeat which no one else can feel
the fading one falling into oblivion.
To honour the fallen since last time:
US (Wisconsin, Florida, Texas, Indiana,
Rhode Island, Idaho, Louisiana,
Georgia (2), New York (2), New Jersey,
California (3), Kentucky, Oklahoma,
Montana, Missouri, Illinois, Ohio (4))
Rhode Island, Idaho, Louisiana,
Georgia (2), New York (2), New Jersey,
California (3), Kentucky, Oklahoma,
Montana, Missouri, Illinois, Ohio (4))
UK (3)
Turkey (12)
Sounds about right...
Changing your lifestyle and underwear are always a good start. Wake up, wash your face, change your pants. Life needs a good "start" routine, make this YOURS.
(From Laughsend.)
Even though this is a humour horoscope, I had to laugh not because it is silly, but that sadly, it is surprisingly close to where I am. I do have a good "start" routine in place and have not wavered too far from it (except maybe in the last couple months), but in the past couple years, I can't seem to get much beyond it in order to initiate the "go" function.
(From Laughsend.)
Even though this is a humour horoscope, I had to laugh not because it is silly, but that sadly, it is surprisingly close to where I am. I do have a good "start" routine in place and have not wavered too far from it (except maybe in the last couple months), but in the past couple years, I can't seem to get much beyond it in order to initiate the "go" function.
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Little Evil Mini Me: A Little Bunny Funny
I thought I had posted this last year but it turns out that I had only linked to it. Kind of appropriate that it cracks me up. Easter Bunny. Easter. Eggs. Cracks me up. Ah... Happy Easter...
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Eh?
Someone found their way here by typing this into Google:
" ?"you look like a bag of shit" "
Nice.
" ?"you look like a bag of shit" "
Nice.
About Me
Yeah, right... no. It's a blog meme thing... And... I have to say, I am not big on questions like "What's your favourite ____?", as I have mentioned here before. But still, kinda cool that I was tagged (by Andrew at Magniflorious Phule).
1. What’s your favorite color?
Lavender (Black for clothes.)
2. If you get a plane ticket for free to go wherever you’d like – where would your final destination be?
That’s a trick question.
1. What’s your favorite color?
Lavender (Black for clothes.)
2. If you get a plane ticket for free to go wherever you’d like – where would your final destination be?
That’s a trick question.
3. Is there anything in your life you always wanted to do
and never had the chance to?
Nothing that I still want to do. But when I was
younger, it was to see all four Grand Slam Tennis events in person, and maybe
hit a few balls on the grass at Wimbledon. Also, to win an Oscar for Best
Original Screenplay before the age of 40. (Missed out on that one.)
4. Which one is your favorite movie classic? (Let’s say: Older than 20 years)
4. Which one is your favorite movie classic? (Let’s say: Older than 20 years)
The Adventures of Robin Hood (Errol Flynn) is the one I remember best. (As for newer "classics", Raiders of the Lost Ark and Die Hard.)
5. If you were blond – would you mind the blonde-jokes (and of course if you ARE blonde – do you mind them?)
5. If you were blond – would you mind the blonde-jokes (and of course if you ARE blonde – do you mind them?)
Only if I didn’t get them.
6. What is it that always and 100% certain makes you laugh?
6. What is it that always and 100% certain makes you laugh?
Nothing.
7. Where do you usually buy your clothes?
7. Where do you usually buy your clothes?
At stores.
8. Does wind bother you or do you like it?
8. Does wind bother you or do you like it?
I like it, except maybe when it is trying to do bodily harm... but, even then...
9. What is it that you dislike about high school reunions?
The parts that make you remember why you didn’t like high school.
10. Are you a cat or dog person?
I like both, but I have more of an affinity with cats.
11. Can movies make you cry and if yes – when was the last time you cried in a movie theater or in front of the TV?
11. Can movies make you cry and if yes – when was the last time you cried in a movie theater or in front of the TV?
Yes, but grudgingly. Most
recently? Transformers Dark of the Moon.
Now I'm supposed to tag people to do the same. If you don't have a blog (DaveO) or if anyone stops by for a visit and feels so inclined, you can post your answers in the comments if you wish.
Of course the ones with blogs that I am going to tag probably think these types of things are as silly as I do.
T1G of Drunken Wisdom. (Hello? He still has a blog? Maybe Z-man will do it.)
Inner Prop of Illini 6.
LTC John at Miserable Donuts.
Figured it would be interesting to see the responses from those around the same age as me. IF they do it. This had me wondering. If you tag people who don't read your blog and that you are not in contact with, how are they supposed to know they've been tagged? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?
(Update: I may have figured out the blog linky magic, instead of just having a link to the blog itself or a blogpost. I'm not sure if it will work though.)
Now I'm supposed to tag people to do the same. If you don't have a blog (DaveO) or if anyone stops by for a visit and feels so inclined, you can post your answers in the comments if you wish.
Of course the ones with blogs that I am going to tag probably think these types of things are as silly as I do.
T1G of Drunken Wisdom. (Hello? He still has a blog? Maybe Z-man will do it.)
Inner Prop of Illini 6.
LTC John at Miserable Donuts.
Figured it would be interesting to see the responses from those around the same age as me. IF they do it. This had me wondering. If you tag people who don't read your blog and that you are not in contact with, how are they supposed to know they've been tagged? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?
(Update: I may have figured out the blog linky magic, instead of just having a link to the blog itself or a blogpost. I'm not sure if it will work though.)
Ever hear a guy giggle?
I don't drive, and I'm more of a fan of the old muscle cars, but there was a video posted over at the Borderline Sociopathic Blog for Boys that I found, for lack of a better word... fascinating. I think the only other time I've heard of or seen this type of car was in Pretty Woman if I recall correctly. (I use the word "type" loosely.) So, even though I don't drive and know next to nothing about cars and the mechanics of them, I can however appreciate the craft as well as the craft and have yet enough of a brain to tenuously grasp some of what he talks about as well as part of the physics aspect.
What other reasons could I have for posting this?
1. You get to hear a guy giggle whilst he is driving a car.
2. "I’m surprised at how little the car feels like it wants to kill me."
One fine evening...
Finally getting back into the regularly scheduled sporting activity after not being quite up to par to play for a couple weeks. On Wednesday I was able to play for almost two hours straight, with surprisingly little bodily protest afterwards except for a slight ache in the posterior muscles. Anyways... walking home, the moon was bright and almost full, the sky varying shades of blue.
Friday, April 6, 2012
Taxes and Underwear
Finished doing my Income Tax Return. Glad to get that over with after having initially done a rough draft with calculations the old-fashioned way... no calculator, a few days ago. (My eyes have a hangover.) Several years back I created a simple table in Excel with the necessary formulae so that all I have to do is plop the figures in ... et voila, instant verification. Funny that I used to find it exciting... even just last year... when the figures all jived. This year? Nope. Just a sense of relief.
Anyways, made a copy of the twelve pages, attached the required supplementary documentation and sealed it in the envelope just before 2AM. Was checking a few things online and noticed something about David Beckham and underwear, so of course, I had to look. Is it offensive? It's an underwear ad for crying out loud! So it was a little hot in there. The company had to defend itself because THREE people complained? Geesh.
Anyways, made a copy of the twelve pages, attached the required supplementary documentation and sealed it in the envelope just before 2AM. Was checking a few things online and noticed something about David Beckham and underwear, so of course, I had to look. Is it offensive? It's an underwear ad for crying out loud! So it was a little hot in there. The company had to defend itself because THREE people complained? Geesh.
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Cloud illusions
Sometimes the fresh snow on the mountain-tops looks like ice cream, whipped cream or icing sugar, but I think this is the first time that at first glance the snow looked like a cloud. Reminded me of this song (1970), which I don't think I had ever listened to but more than once or twice before in my life. When I had gone a googling, I found a new version (2000) first, which is kind of cool hearing her matured and weathered voice in contrast to her young hippie chick voice.
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