Showing posts with label whining. Show all posts
Showing posts with label whining. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 24, 2018

TMI Tuesday: July 24, 2018

TMI Tuesday: July 24, 2018

How are you doing? Check yourself by playing this TMI Tuesday.

Free yourself. . .

1. What do you need to learn but won’t admit to?
How to zig when I should be zaging
2. If you could erase one event from your life, which one would you choose? Briefly describe the event, tell us why you would erase it.
The moment a 1961 Checker cab and I tried to simultaneously occupy the same space. I would erase it because it hurt. A lot.
3. Who drains your energy, and why do you let it happen?
JennyFoo. Because she is the sweetest person in the world I know while being the person most hell bent on self destruction I have ever met.
4. Do your practice ‘self-love’ or ‘self-loathing’?
 A pinch of each because there is only so much time in each moment.
5. What must you do daily to keep yourself ‘sane’?
Breathe.
Bonus:  Who do you blame?
Ronald Reagan. 
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How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!
Happy TMI Tuesday!

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

TMI Tuesday: August 16, 2016

TMI Tuesday: August 16, 2016

Step right up! Get your TMI Tuesday here.
1. Where is the most beautiful place on earth and why?
The world is full of many beautiful places that each offer their own distinct allure and fascination. What one person may find extremely beautiful another may turn away from in disgust. Where one sees just a bunch off trees another may see a lush verdant forest. When a man sees an abandoned factory in a remote place falling into ruin, the other sees nature reclaiming and healing upon scare upon natures bounty and glory. Beauty is indeed in the eye of the beholder. Beauty is in us all. Beauty of all sorts surrounds me always and never so much as when I am rolling in my sweet babies arms. That to me is the most beautiful place on earth for me.
2. How old is the most expired item in your fridge?
I do not believe in expiration dates on some items. Fortunately I am on a seefood diet. I see food and I eat it, so items rarely tarry  in my icebox. The ones that do are often of the pickled or condiment variety, but they too rarely ever reach their expectant half life. I once found a jar of pickles, concealed in an unused and unknown storage compartment, that may well have been abandoned by a previous occupant that was two years past it's dated prime. Since they were clearly unopened and since I have unwavering confidence in the picking processes of today those little green salted, vinegar, and garlic laden torpedoes ended up in my fridge and guess what.
I ate them! 
3. What’s under your bed?
Nothing save the occasional free range indigenous dust bunny. 
4. What is in your pocket?
Nothing. That is just how things have been lately. So ...

5. Which famous person would you like to be best-friends with? Why?

Tom Hanks. He just seems genuine in character or doing an interview. I just believe him.
6. There is now a line of lacy lingerie for men. Would you wear it or like to see your man in it? See here and here

While it looks breathable I might consider it if the lace had a race car, or power tool, or snowboarding polar bear pattern on it. Perhaps even baseball so we could play "Batter Up" and then hit a home run.

But naw. Main reason is it looks like I would have to separate from the rest of my laundry and that is just not going to happen.
Bonus: Think The Olympics. Men’s gymnastic uniforms–sexy or goofy? Discuss!
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Men and women that have the commitment to achieve the level of mastery of their bodies to do the things these Olympians can do can wear whatever they want. I feel no need to comment on their fashion sense. I am more concerned with what I see people wear on public transportation and in my local grocery store.
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How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblogfrom your website!
Happy TMI Tuesday!

Monday, September 28, 2015

I'm Doomed - 1. Pharmo Narco Industrial Complex

The Pharmo Narco Industrial Complex has got my coat sleeves. I feel it pulling me into their clutches. For the first sixty years I have never been on "medication" before. Now the siren song of sulfoid derivatives has gotten on my back. Who knows what unspeakable snake oil concoctions they will hook me on next.

Sure the mercury defied gravity, but it should when first introductions are asking to touch my swellings where no swelling should ever be. It was like a nightmare first date without the dinner, or the candlelight, or the drive to, or the drop off at home.

Just Boom.

Cut to the chase.

Touch me here.

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

It's About Time

Mitch McConnell On Obama Inauguration Speech: 'The Era Of Liberalism Is Back':

We have suffered the consequences of Ronald Reagan and his ilk long enough. The Reagan /Bush's credit card bills have come due and only "We" the people can pay them off and right the ship of state. So stop your Mitching and get out of the way



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Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Obama Trade Document Leaked, Revealing New Corporate Powers And Broken Campaign Promises

Obama Trade Document Leaked, Revealing New Corporate Powers And Broken Campaign Promises:

Since the last century suborning sovereignty has helped diminish all out military conflict. Just one more example of goose sauce being gander sauce or some other such Myth the Rominee nonsense. We are all global geese and ganders now. We are given the choice to vote for one side or the other of the same coin. This is how consumer greed is good, me first attitude is working for us all.

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Wednesday, December 15, 2010

The Planet Is.

The planet is:


many stories
always changing
always tired
losing things
forgetting things
reading
buying things
gone on Saturdays
joining groups
sick
taking on more outside responsibilities
leaving more things undone
setting goals
wanting her way
caring
not caring
searching for peace
feeling unappreciated
repeating things
finishing sentences
trying to belong
never satisfied
expecting different results
hiding things
not speaking
cooking
warm chattering
going to therapy
spinning out of control
spinning into inaction
residing resplendent in squalor
not knowing where to start


What is the planet doing?

If I thought I knew I know I was wrong.


Which of course begs the question. What the hell was I doing. Which is probably the only question any of us can answer with any authority at all. The truly sad thing is that I would probably get the answer wrong. Sadder still is most of us would.

But I can tell you what I thought I was doing even if it was no where near good enough for the Planet.

earning a living
helping with the satellites
keeping the household books
doing the laundry
doing yard work
paying the bills
trying to make income faster than the planets outflow
thanking genuinely for ever kindness showed
being grateful
being a loving husband
being a responsible father

Gosh, I am so special. At least these were the things I thought I was doing. Was I succeeding. The answer to that becomes apparent as the journey on the South Shore Line continues. All answers become self evident upon closer examination. The real trick is to stop looking with our heads and start to see with our hearts. Now that the panic attacks have ceased it is much easier to do.

Caring for the Planet was indeed a full time job. Where as I come from a long line of stoics, there never seemed a time when the Planet wasn't tired, in pain , just plain tuckered out. I tried to understand incapacitating maladies that have nightly occurrences, but the stoic in me is ever skeptical. Being a couple that had dutifully read "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus" while in marriage counselling, I tried very hard to go against my nature and try not to fix things. So what's the natural response. I guess I chose to listen when verbalization of issues out of my control were offered and then do nothing. Maybe that wasn't the right response.

Oopsy.

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