Posted in Books & Stories, business, Movies, Music, Reviews

Gone Fishin’

 

 

The band’s gonna give it to you, yes they are. If you don’t believe it just come round to where they hang. It’s one of my favorites as I walk that keeps a good pace. Having the ear buds in make the lyrics so clear, with the background quips, grunts and ha-s and then one day it occurred to me… the band has to give it to you the only way to be satisfied (you know), after all they’re not 15 anymore or at least they don’t look it. I remember an interview with one rocker who revealed he practices yoga to be able to satisfy his wife, to be able to last as long as she needs him to. Ha… yup, it’s necessarily so however you’d like to look at it, slice and dice it. How valuable, how good it is to have a partner, a friend, someone special over the years so there’s no worry, to be able to be yourself. Remember when and growing old, what’s that?

 

Good guys who get those bad guys and win, I love those movies. How many times have they lulled me to sleep, just last night in fact. A great cast that gets better and better, different roles for some but it’s great to see… well, them, especially actors I’ve watched over the years. Might sound silly but its like family reunions answering the questions of how’ve you been and looking good! How can I fall asleep to such violence? What violence? They do what I can’t being over my head in reality, legality, in other words if I stood in the street and let out a scream to release the distress “they’d” take me away in a rubber truck. Instead my good guys get the bad guys and I wake up refreshed. We win! I embrace the day! Or do I just love a good action film? Like the CEO in Small Soldiers said, more or less, it’s not violence it’s action, kids love action. This kid certainly does.

 

Sweet dreams.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Posted in Books & Stories, business, Classroom Notes, Flashback And Memoir, new year

Noticeable Changes To Say The Least

 

So I double click and the screen diminishes to nothing or call it two by two size…. meaning it got really small, then I pulled the sides out to fill the screen back up and the type is tiny. There’s got to be a type size adjustment somewhere to fix this… but I’m not running across it, something that doesn’t stop me from thinking:

I’m Rubber, You’re Glue. What You Say Bounces Off Me And Sticks To You

Hmmm, a possible title… and childhood blast from the past. How nice if we could hold that same innocence when someone’s not being nice and move on from there. A simple refusal to listen to this with a big hint let’s move on; better yet should they respond, “no I’m rubber you’re glue…” which is usually how the conversation went if I recall, “no I said it first”… and it’s over especially if you wanted to get back to what you were doing.

 

Kids are natural sages for sure.

 

Coffee. Finally got some half n’ half. Coffee definitely. Why? Not that I need a reason.

Up @ 3:30-ish with the first wash going. Love the rates this time of day and it’s cool enough for the door to be open and wearing a pair of sweats. The coffee I just had filling the room with its fragrance so I’m compelled to make more. Fall is coming, autumnal equinox, and my birthday. My grandmother’s was September 3rd; if she were alive she’d be 117.

 

What else?

 

Waiting for daybreak to head out for a few things. Wash my face, brush my teeth, get the list together and choose a save-the-planet grocery tote so I’m ready to go.

 

A good day, no two ways about it.

 

 

Posted in Books & Stories, business, Just Poetry, Just Sayin'

Junkie

 

I want to buy things

But I have no money

My credit is done

Spent

Gone

Yet I peruse the catalogs

So convenient online

No one would increase my credit line

Not if they were in their right mind

As my credit score gently cries

More likely screeches in excruciating pain

I have this plan while I shop

Formulating in my brain like a tornado beginning slow spin

To pay it off in a snap

If I got two more jobs maybe three

In four months the light at the end of the tunnel would shine bright

Debt free

But working 20 hours a day could be fatal

Maybe not

How much time does it take to eat

Don’t need as much food as we think

And monks meditate give up sleep

The body rejuvenates itself with deep rest

When it starts feeling tired 20 hours are up

Begin again reborn again

Yes

Debt free would reign

Any way win-win bringing the same end

Shop hard or die trying

Is that a movie

Movies

I want Guardians 2 and the new Deadpool

What new ones have I missed

Are they available for purchase yet

Must check

Got to be getting close to the ultimate bad guy coming for the infinity stones

Oh

Look at that zip-front hoodie with the half sleeves

To the elbow

Perfect

I’m always pulling them or rolling them up

Love the lines

I wonder what colors

Let’s see

 

 

 

 

Posted in birthdays, Books & Stories, business, Flashback And Memoir, Improv

Well, Well, Well… July 2017

Sun, quiet, changed the calendars to the new month while it was still dark, think I’ll make the rounds and see what the new picture is on each. From here I see a new recipe with what resembles biscuits on the kitchen wall, and a ship at sea in the living room … the other two should have a forest scene and an island beach.

BRB…

Well, the biscuits are crab cakes, the ship is on the way to Galápagos, the scene is in a meadow this time with brilliant yellow birds alighting on wild flowers and the beach is Saint-Tropez… was it Coppertone that boasted the Saint-Tropez tan? Could’ve sworn the jingle rhymed with Saint-Tropez … yup, Bain de Soleil. Google is so damned convenient.

 

She looks a little pale to me. Do they make that stuff anymore… Wow, 1983… I’d graduated from high school 11 years ago already. How’s that for vernacular? I was 28.

28…

My son was 5, my daughter not a thought yet. With what I know now, she was impatiently waiting…

 

 

 

Posted in business, Current Insurgencies

Significant Weather

A significant weather advisory showed up in the weather alerts and I wondered so I googled. It means not enough to call it severe thunderstorm  but there could be hail or as opposed to cats and dogs, it’s going to rain rocks like on Planet 51. Ok, I’ll bring my iron-clad umbrella and keep my fingers crossed for the distance I have to walk to work it doesn’t rain until after I get there, the umbrella being heavy and ouch!. It also means lightening. I guess it was smart of me to put my wash on this 2am, now 3 from surfing around then deciding to write, and drying it before lightening strikes. Thank goodness it’s Friday and I otherwise have no reason to go anywhere for the weekend.

Sorry, got lost in some thought.

Thinking of a turn of events at work. My boss is one of the worst I’ve ever experienced and I wonder why is it if I am meant to be here she is part of it. Why do I have to have a terrible boss who threatens my security, my pay, pretty much anything she can. I’m hanging on for my life until I can retire. My poker face is getting worn. One of those things there’s no answer for I guess.

Posted in Books & Stories, business, Thought Food

Organizational Management & Don’t Take It Personally It’s Only Business Series: Long Term Effects of Short Term Emotion

 

The aftermath of action and experience, historically, influences decision-making.  We (the mind) recall what happened and consider the circumstance under which what happened took place.  Business likes to call it synergy – the combination of physical functions of the body that makes a personal environment within ourselves, commonly known as us that are more than capable of reevaluating the happening.  Some people won’t accept this synergetic evaluation.  They are what can be called hotheaded.  They know the details but justify the emotional response that makes precedent in the brain. From this I could set precedent for other non-connected decisions.  The brain doesn’t consider the way to act, the environment we create for ourselves does.  The brain does the math and we take it from there.

 

We can certainly create an artificial environment for ourselves thanks to anxiety or even exhilaration from happiness, simply in the over exaggeration of the emotion.  The mind again does the math and we take it away as in being at the starting gate and we’re off.  These people are referred to as paranoid – victims of anxiety – and ditz-brained over-reactionary due to exhilaration.  Neither make a very good business professional along with the hotheaded one.

 

When faced with circumstances, it’s best to internalize them, meaning allowing our synergetic selves to know all possible outcomes depending on response and select the best response/outcome not keep it bottled up inside, let the pressure build and not even notice how far a radius when we explode.  We must look closely at the math.  If we don’t allow for this process, we create unnecessary complicated equations that show what we lack.  Of course, this still doesn’t tell us why so many people react and don’t evolve from their reaction.  Our decision-making can be influenced by an emotional response exclusive of ourselves.  You know how it works: “my sister had a hard time with that so I don’t think it’s good.”

 

 

Posted in Books & Stories, business, Improv

March 2017 Moves Forward

 

Up with the contemplatives like the old days and have a wash on at 4a.m., the one thing I don’t mind adding to the peacefulness of the day. I’d slept on and off to a couple of movies (a Queen Latifa double feature) after not being able to finish my super-salad and white wine for supper and stretched out after shutting off the third – guess I’ve had enough sleep. This doesn’t mean I won’t put my head down again sometime before the alarm officially goes off. We’ll see.

 

Today will be the second day of almost reaching 70 degrees and Saturday there’ll be an inch of snow. Is there any surprise tornadoes happen here especially under such stable weather conditions? I can’t help but wonder if those two weeks of genuine winter we haven’t gotten yet won’t rear their head. In a place like this it’s safe to say Punxsutawney Phil is doing the best he can. So far there’s been a tug-of-war between March the lion and March the lamb.

 

Time to transfer clothes to the dryer. Hang on.

 

That’s done. So far I haven’t been overwhelmed with the desire to go back to sleep. Might make an espresso though… might jump in the shower. Trying to shake this ridiculousness, this mind-boggling nonsense from my brain that goes on at work. I’m surprised no one’s come up with a “World’s Worst Bosses” show. Funny, but that said the tension is gone, I see the insignificance, the lack of importance of what goes on, the urgency to take it any further gone.

 

Thanks for being there.