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Bass aren't paranoid; we are out to get'em.

Two rare North American species in the same sky at the same time is a once in a life-time event. (American Bald Eagle and Swallow-tailed Kite) It's amazing when one sits till what happens.

Having the whole dunnellon family on Easter for grilled leg of lamb.

$1,000,000,000,000 - $8,000,000,000,000 yes, trillion.

A450 Gulfstream 12 passenger, 3500 mile range.

Ah, those ships.....

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Plunka, plunka, plunka

Waiting is the hardest thing to do. Especially when what you're waiting for is not a clearly defined something. Amorphous is a good word. Waiting on the amorphous. It's kinda like that old movie "The Blob". You don't know if what you're waiting for is going to consume a diner or make you a romatic dinner for two. I'm hoping for the later, although I'm such a kitchen Nazi that whatever it is I'm waiting for better be a good cook. Or at least have the chiching to purchase a romatic dinner for two. This is all bullshit of course. I'm so desperate that I'll take a happy meal from McDonalds delivered by a Republican. (not really) The only thing more unsexy than a Republican is ... give me a minute ... damn I can't think of anything. I guess we need them though. It's kinda like; what would the jedi warriors have to contrast themselves without the dark side? I'll bet if Darth Vader ever took off his mask for good he'd go the minority House leader, John Boenher (sp?) fake tan route. Mitch McConnell, the Senate minority leader, looks like the Dark Lord. These analogies are nerdie I know, but if the foo shits wear it.

Nonsense.

Saturday night and no date in sight

Before I forget:

the wind paints its self-portrait in clear blue ripples reminding me that there is a whole unseen hand at work.

When the I Ching says to remain righteous and steadfast in the face of adversity and says that things aren't going to be so great for a while, what should one do? I guess I'll buy more beans for the pantry and make sure I have a few gallons of water availalbe. Oh yeah, and cat food and dog food. Gotta keep the pets plump. (I think O.pal, my cat, thinks about me in the same way.) Besides basic survival stuff, what does one do when the omens are unfavorable and the psychic advice is to just stick to your guns; and you don't own any? And even if you did, all the gun nuts have bought up all the damn ammo trying to ward off creeping socialism and them dark skinned multitudes that want to take all the white folks stuff away from them. What in the hell is an older gay fella supposed to do? I guess this is when a true Christian would start praying like the dickens, but with the earthquakes and sunamis and all, I think Jesus' message box is probably overflowing. I guess when I get in those kind of dire straits I'll feel less self-centered about bothering him/them.

Just as an aside: Since Jesus was only a third of a personality, i.e., father, son and Holy ghost, why is it that fundamental Christians hate Halloween so much? Don't they believe in ghosts? I'm gonna ask them about that. Along with the naked Jesus washing feet at the last supper and those shepards sleeping naked in the field by night. I know, I know; it's tending their sheep in fields by night, but I like my version better. I think I saw my version on the Internet.

After rereading what I've just written two things come to mind. First the title may be a direct result of the kind of things I've just written down. Some might say, "No wonder". And second,...I hate getting old... I can't remember...nevermind.

January 26, 2010

I know that I shouldn't be bored and there a lots of folk out there that would love to have a peaceful, boring day, but I can't help myself. There's lots to do in the chores department but that kind of boredom release is not what the doctor ordered. This patience things is way over rated. I don't know what I'm being patient for, I guess if I did I would make it a little easier because I would know if there's a payoff coming. Sometimes it feels like nothings ever going to change. I know what you're thinking; "How boring".

Poor Jake has the runs. He woke me three times in the middle of the night to go out. I don't know what he ate but my guess it was something disgusting.

At least the sun is shining today and the temperature is not too bad. The wind is up so that makes the wind chill such that going out to hit a few balls or play 9 holes not very appealing.

January 22, 2010

Patience is a virtue, or so they say. I've been trying to practice patience but in the words of George Bush "it's hard work". I keep plodding along making myself satisfied with what I have (and that's so much more than many) but to be honest there's always a niggling feeling that something is missing. This may be a human condition. I believe that most people have the same feeling and try in many way to fill that gap between happiness and completeness. I guess it comes from the expectation that there is something in the world that will "complete us". But what if that is not so? Maybe that missing feeling is just the way we're constructed. When I think about it that feeling motivates us to search, work, eat, ... Of course our consumer culture doesn't help. It's all about love, satisfaction, and satiation. I once felt that the fear of the future was all about letting go and learning to fly in the fall (just like baby bats do). I suppose that the emptiness or incomplete feeling may be the same. Instead of diagnosing that feeling as a yearning, it might be looked at as a place that the future will have in my life. A space to put those things that will come my way. So is acceptance very different from patience? Acceptance is to yearning as hunger pangs are to dieting. In one case you gain, in the other you lose. It's that damn yin and yang thing again!

January 21, 2010

Well the numbers are in. The Mass. elections went for the Republican. Seems like the common rabble are going to be the death of our country. Nothing can be done when people vote for the combatitive candidate every time. I'm dismayed.

I hope they make the s.o.b.'s filibuster. Call them on it. Make them stand in front of the American people for however long it takes for those that need goovernment actions the most to get a good dose of what ignorance can do for them. I wish Obama would start calling them out by name. Let's hear just who it is that's blocking forward movement. His popularity would soar if he started getting tough. With the current leadership in the Republican Party there will be no compromises met. Make them spin till they throw up! I hope I live to see the day when the anger and fear they so readily dip into turns on them and they have to live with the consequences of their actions. I have a funny feeling that this next summer is going to be a violent one. People have forgotten the riots in American cities in the late sixties. The have nots will not continue to see fat cats suck them dry before they start acting out. The only problem I see is that the have-nots tend to destroy their own neighborhoods. Wonder what Phipp's Plaza would do if gangs of thugs starting looting and shooting? Of course the right will blame it on the Negro in the White House for empowering "his" people.

I wonder what Antarctica is like to live in. I could let the dogs run free there I bet. Can they tax you if you live on an ice shelf?