what are you saying...there aren't any monkeys in an apiary

Oh dear lord I need an editor… or I need to proof read, as I can’t afford an editor. I have so much that I could talk about on here if I were allowed to talk about my work. As in you wouldn’t believe the stuff I could be talking about. No, it’s not one of those jobs where if I tell you I’d have to kill you… I had that one, one time, but they were all about short hair and all that showing up dressed the same as everyone else. You know if they could have dialed it back a bit on the hair that would have been a very cool job. No this one is just I can’t talk about it because it deals with people and things that people do and all that. So you can imagine if it’s about people it’s obviously not fit to be talked about in company, let alone written about.

Then there is talking about co-workers but then that isn’t nice and it can cause the untimely and rather unexpected dismissal from the job. Funny, (funny ironic not ha ha) that its’ permitted to talk bad about people while you are at work (permitted not permissible) as long as you don’t do it to their face. However write about it in a blog and then Satan’s is listed as next of kin on some documentation in your personal file.

NaNoMo is coming up again but I’m not sure if I’m going to try again or not. I may, or I may not, not sure. I have three ideas and with last years fail four. I’ll waffle on about it for a few more days and then decide.

I could talk about my ex but then …well… I’m not going to, not because there isn’t material but because it’s one of the paths and I‘m trying to stay on the path.

I could talk about my current girl-friend …oh yeah that’s right I don’t have one of those. So, well there you go that’s out of the way. Won’t need to talk about that for a while and by a while you know I mean when hell freezes over. You know I don’t mean Hell, Michigan or the ninth layer of hell. Ok that last bit probably sums up why the answer to this topic is don’t have one.

Talking about the kids … well I’ll just gush about how much I love them and well you all know that already. But I really do. I know stop.

That leaves the OFUC… I know it is a wonderful topic. So this morning my good intention had to be used to pave a road. It was early I didn’t argue but without the good intentions I slept longer. I going to insist that I keep some of those good intentions and some other peoples can be used to pave some road way. I’m going to try again in the morning so maybe I’ll have something to talk about and may drop a letter out of the OFUC.

In other news, I think the other one and I share some similar brain chemistry… we’ve been thinking about a lot of the same things lately. I’m saving them for later. You know so I’ll have stuff to talk about.


That’s all for now other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

Aren't we missing a season... oh yeah Thyme... such a lovely season

I’m beginning to wonder if these smoking pangs will ever go away. Seriously, over a year now and I still have at least one a day. Desire of a smoke that is, I haven‘t had an actual cigarette. I can even be around it and not smoke. On the other hand when you start something at 12 it’s not like it disappears from your life just like that. I’m not going to be breaking my arm patting myself on the back anytime soon because I quit smoking but I packed on some insulation for the winter. Which I need to get rid of now. I’m not sure how I’m going to do that because like many people the sofa is a really good friend.

Sadly though the sofa and I are going to have to break up. I’m not sure the sofa cares much as bi-polar kitty and the cross-eyed kitty spend a lot of time on the thing and then there is stunt boy. He has his time on the thing too. I think if I just gave up my time it would all work out. But that is the thing I have to figure out what to do to work out.

I don’t like that word I feel like Maynard G. when I hear the word. Maynard G. is possibly the coolest guy not one for working out but then too didn’t have to worry about that so much.

In other news….

Um not to complain mother nature … but isn’t autumn supposed to come between summer and winter.????? May we have some please. I’m not ready for winter.

Thanks.


Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

Sorry, I can't be clearer it would be costly

In other news….things in my life

Pixies confuse me, which I think I may have mentioned in the previous issue. I’m just not sure what the pixie is saying.

Can’t see the forest for the trees. I see the trees and I see the forest it just may not be the same part of the forest.

Are we supposed to look? Seriously. The jones is what the jones is but please you have to put them away.

I can see things being easy were things different

I’m just not sure what to do with the information.

I know why where I look is the wrong place, it’s because I got the OFUC thing going on, but the hunters who stalk me for the most part bother me and try to hard.

It makes me wonder and doubt my convictions but I try to hold on to them to my own demise and sealing my end

The end will be in much the same way but hopefully not the same manner.

Nearer still it creeps and the ghost whispers in my waking hours now.


Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

moron and orange

So the intent of this rant is not to step on any toes or to say that a certain team is not good. I really don’t have an opinion about the team. None.

However, the mention of the team now makes me want to physically upset. I live in Roanoke, which is close to Virginia Poly-technical College also know as Virginia Tech. VT or the Hookies.

Ok if you are a VT grad or like the team you should probably stop reading at this point. Don’t say I didn’t warn you

Since moving to this part of the world not by choice I’ll add as well, I have endured the constantly growing coverage of the VT football team. It is stupidly enormous how much coverage this school actually receives for football. I swear to you it is daily, not just during football season either it’s all the **cking time. 24/7/365

No I’m not over stating facts here. This area has an unhealthy level of interest in this football team. Some people around here actually seriously stated that Michael Vick was a victim in the dog fighting stuff. WTF? Yes I know that I what I said then and now.

Does that mean the Mr. Vick can’t turn things around in his life, no but seriously he was not a phucking victim of anything except his own bad choices and possible stupidity.

However, the coach is a football coach, that‘s all. He may even be a great guy. I don’t want or care to see him on the news every day of the year.

Then the amount of Moron and orange …. Ah … maroon and orange I mean hung up and worn is equally tremendous in the obsession.

Serious orange pants shouldn’t even be worn by prison inmates because it is a visual assault which I believe can have long lasting effects. Inmates wouldn’t wear them if they had a choice and you do so orange pant wearing guys and gals stop wearing them for the love of all that is holy and sane. Even most sane Tennessee fans won’t wear orange pants. I said most.

Now I am ok with a healthy level of team admiration and devotion but if your team looses it’s not the end of the world and if they win it isn’t the cure for cancer.

Even in Huntington (Marshall land) there is a love of the green team but it’s not obsession they keep the level or they did when I was there, the football talk starts in August and ends when the season ends like in every other place in the world…well most other places in the world I know Columbia and England take soccer to a bit of an extreme but … well it’s soccer. The Brazilians even keep it to a healthy level most of the time.

The bottom line in all of this is that VT football is just that football from a college. They haven’t done anything particularly heroic or brave, or special… they just play football.
Yes it’s a diversion, yes you can love your team, just do it during football season and with inside voices when you are indoors.

In other news….

Pixies confuse me.




Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

of C's and Z's

Trouble with seeing things is that you see them. However you don’t always see them and that’s not much trouble.
Trouble with hearing things is that you hear them but you don’t always hear them and still there isn’t much of a loss.
The real trouble though is saying things that are heard and seen.
Larger still is the trouble from saying things when you aren’t looking or listening.

I try to hear and see more and say less. Not jumping into the fray with those who want to wade into the fight just for the sake of being disagreeable.

Not that I’m opposed to the fight, and I will dig in my heels, stand my ground, and fight the fight when there is a purpose and I try to see the outcome of these. Usually I find that more often than not the better thing to do is to just walk away.

It’s not a matter of throwing up walls but not allowing anything else to be taken away. Still the knives are thrust, shots fired, grenades thrown into my life and more. You get up after every time and stand up. You try like hell not to fall down, never let ‘em see you stumble. That is a big weight to carry and you will falter in those darker days.

Thing is how many dark days do you have to have or is it really just night all of the time and the sunny things are really just high power lights, pressurized sodium and metal halide emitting 50K plus candle power into the void.

The thing is standing in a light that isn’t really there blinds you when the darkness falls around you. The good thing about being in the dark though is no one sees it when you do fall. Then you can sit and wait for your eyes to adjust to the blackness then you don’t stumble as much. Still I’m not sure why that is a bad thing, the stumbling bit. We all fail, hopefully we learn, and move on or have other who will help up get back up show us the path. Mainly though the lights are turned off everyone turns away from those in the dark we look away from the pain.

Looking away doesn’t make it go away though it still there. I heard someone answer, you don’t, when asked when do you get over something like that? You don’t. Whatever light you shine in your world to hide the dark places don’t forget to look there sometimes and visit with Phobos and Deimos. If you don’t visit them, they will visit you.

In other news …

This was not what I wanted to write about today … I’m still trying to find the things to say about things about C’s and Z’s

Then too about, lights under doorways, jasmine and steam

Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

green soles

The invisibility of people happens sometimes by choice and other times by having it given to you. Not that it’s a gift you may want but usually the people giving you invisibility aren’t asking if you want it or not. They just give it to you and don’t really much care what you think about much of anything at all let alone whether or not you want what they are giving you.

Being that banishment isn’t really much used any more and because communities are so large shunning isn’t really all that effective. So rendering someone invisible is the only option left.

The trick is finding a way to reappear. I suppose though there in lies the rub. If you can’t be seen, you can’t really see the whole of the world. Being invisible lets you see how so many others don’t follow the rules. Funny that those who follow the least amount of rules expect the most from others and how they follow rules.

In other news …

I want to mention a few things but one of the paths prevents me from doing that but I may at some point.

Stuntboy was a part of his middle school soccer team. It was very good for him and I was very happy to see him happy about something he wanted but CPG tried to talk him of doing.

Doodle is doodle and I miss her and worry and love her and hope.

Still in other news if you haven’t seen the film, The Shipping News (2001) - I saw it a while ago when it was new and have always wanted to see it again and now I finally have. It’s not much of a fast moving film but it is a great film. I may have to find the book and read it now.



Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,

I don't know I just started typing

As we quest for the best. We record, track, measure, time and other wise take note of how well people do things. Looking for the best, the fastest, strongest, and every other -est out there that there ever was to be in the annals of man.

Achilles supposedly was the best warrior, or was it Hercules, or Gilgamesh, Beowulf, Lancelot, Attila, and hundreds of others.

Pick any activity and there are lists of who was best or is best or the top of the heap, king of the hill, etc.

However I truly believe the best person, male or female at any activity does it only for their own enjoyment. While they try teach others to do what ever their thing is in the world. However they don’t do this for the money but a for a purity of the form.

These people will be known to only a few, if any, they are not boastful in what they do.

I came to believe this when I was younger. I met a man who beat a known person who is known by the world to be the best at what he does or did. I won’t name the man but will say that he was and I think still is happy, without all the press. Simple in his life and found someone to share that with. He has a happy family. I haven’t seen this man angry a single time. I have seen him become frustrated and disillusioned with how others allow the world to cause disorder, havoc, and negativity all in the quest for the best.

I don’t think this man regrets not being known as the best. I can’t say I know this but I would guess that I do based on how this man lives his life. I wonder too if the other man who is know as the best thinks about this man and knows in his mind that he really didn’t compete against the best. Even the man I know may not have been the best.

Ultimately it doesn’t really matter who, it matters more that does it advance us all. If you does something that makes you happier, it doesn’t matter if you finish last or first. It matters how it effects the rest of what you do. If winning makes you mean and distant to others what did you win. If loosing makes you seek revenge you lost more than game.

Competition serves to move us toward advancements, yet we seem to spin in place or fail to see the value or the positive side of competition.


Other stuff tomorrow, have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood.

Ciao,