I think I’m much older than I think i am . I see people who i think are about my age, and sometimes find out they are much younger than me. People who are actually near my age i think are much older than me.
This is a disturbing altercation in my perception of reality.
im in excellent health and should live forever, but I’m so old, i might die any minute!
My dawg Lenny, seems to have a food fetish. He will scoot the bowl off into a corner or under a chair and use his snout to shovel the food out of his bowl onto the floor. He seems to eat little or none of the food.when he’s doing this. It seems like some sort of perverted messmaking hobby He will eat normal when he’s hungry.
After the title and picture, aren’t you disappointed by the paragraph above? I am!
Also, when Lenny’s going to drink some water, he slowly slowly slowly, moving statue, sneaks up on the water bowl. Then laps water as loud as possible, splashing it to the maximum
He definitely has some kind of weird psychology going on whenit comes to food and drink. He’s always been a bit freaky.
Today is my boss’s last day at work. I applied to fill the position, but haven’t heard anything. The new boss is sure to not be as good as the old boss though.
An airline told a violinist he either had to store his 5 million euro 1685 Stratovarius in the cargo hold or not get on the plane. He ended up on an 8 hour bus rude instead of his one hour flight. Read the article HERE.
A violin in a case is small enough for carry on. Airlines are getting more and more out of hand. Everyone is expected to obey every unreasonable whim of every airline employee, irregardless of the regulations.
I slept good last night, I went to bed a little early and was instantly asleep. I didn’t even get to get my watch off the charger (my watch has the sleep monitor built-in.) I’da liked to have seen that one!
In more sleep news, I believe I’ve mentioned awareness and negative thoughts while sleeping, and while I remember the negativity and persistence, i seldom remember the specific content. So, I put a pen and notebook by the bed. Since then, the torturous self destructive where I’m asleep, telling myself bad things about myself have stopped. I’ve had nothing to write down. Which is good!
Luckily, many problems vanish instantly when confronted. The hardest part seems to be becoming aware of them. By the way, yesterday’s post about not sleeping was from a different source than this mental stuff I’m talking about now. I didn’t go to bed because I was upset about something else.
It seems that I’ve been meeting a lot of people who have trouble sleeping similar to mine. It seems our little quirks (MY little quirks I maybe should say), magnify into larger personality disorders as we (I) get older..
See the picture above. When I was a teen in the ’80s, my friends had a beanbag chair break. The styrofoam pellets inside were practically impossible to clean up. Static electricity made them jump away from the broom on a tile floor. Imagine trying to clean a shipping container full and clean them was by hand, one by one. That’s what they’re doing in France and Spain. It’s impossible to do.
In my personal experience from decades past, these pellets are possibly one of humankinds worst creations.
France is taking legal action, but what good will it really do? Plastic pollution is harming sea life and this will affect us all. Humans need to stop manufacturing these pellets and all non biodegradable packing materials. Even the large styrofoam peanuts are difficult to deal with.
I don’t know how to end this post. I remember the strange qualities of the pellets, trying to clean up after that burst chair. I can’t fathom a container full.
The other day I went to Wendys, I seldom go to any fast food places, but I felt like using the drive thru. I ordered the #9 combo, grilled chicken sandwich. An outrageous $9.35. I placed my order, the man in the speaker box replied “Do you want medium or large combo?” I said I didn’t know what that meant, it wasn’t on the menu.. The speaker voice asked if I wanted a medium fries and soda or a large fries and soda?” I repeated, “I don’t know, I only see one thing on the menu, #9 combo, $9.35.” “Ahhh,” said the voice in the box, “you want the small combo.”
So, I ordered a sepcific thing, the employee automatically tried to give me an item more expensive than I requested, (and the item I requested wasn’t even presented as an option.)
Isn”t that illegal? Bait and switch? Racketeering? It’s gotta be illegal. Another reason not to eat fast food too often. they try to rip people off, so less people go, so they need to rip off the remaining customers even worse.
I didn’t post yesterday,, I was running 10 minutes late for some inexpicable reason Day befoore yesterday, I posted and look at my watch and it was 10 minutes later than I expected.
Something in my morningis consumning an extrea 10 minutes.
On a different note, I like my Kindle Scribe, but I’m pretty peeved that my case was lost. Amazon said they’d email in 48 hours and they haven’t. The Scribe seems pretty worthless without the case. I don’t expect to get the caae I ordered, and I didn’t want to order another of the same, in case it was a purposeful fipoff. So I ordered two different cases, in case one gets ripped off again. If I get both, maybe on will fit inside the other… Insane.
Anyway, it’s Saturday night, late. I’ll talk to you Monday morning, unless I lose the 10 minutes again.
I have no idea what I’m going to post about today.
Refering to yesterday and my lost Kindle Scribe case, there is no employee by the name given by the Amazon driver. And the office wasn’t even open that day it was allegedly delivered. Amazon is looking into it, and will email me in a few days, but my gut says gone.
Also missing is a Washington Commie shirt. Allegedly delivered by DHL. My delivery agent says it’s probably at the post office, we should wait a few days..
So I’m waiting a few days….
Its almost Friday, unfortunately there is allegedly a nuther weather system moving in to spoil the weekend..
c’est la vie. That’s French. It means Say La Vee. Say La Vee means: Don’t lose any sleep over it.
Ciao (That’s Italian. It means Chow, see you at suppertime!)
I woke up last night at the usual time, middle of the night. I felt the panic attempt to grab me but I evaded it. I can’t really describe what happened. I could feel it rising and I don’t want to say I pushed it back down but it advanced then inexplicably retreated. Normally I am unsuccessful at any attempts to control my “night madness” and I was pleased and relieved to have a hiatus. However, my assignment was to examine the panic and determine what it is that grasps me in the middle of the night every night. I know what it is in a way, fear and aloneness. But that is too vague. I must identify (and alleviate?) the roots.
This morning, thinking about it, I remembed ‘the protector’. My other assignment, which I had forgotten, was to identify and observe “the protector”. (I had asked if I was possibly schizophrenic when the protector was described to me) When things that I want to look at run away to avoid being examined, that is “my protector” protecting me. It thinks it’s protecting me from things it thinks are too painful for me to look at. This morning I tried to examine the fear and the protector hid it from me. I admit at the time that I was pleased the fear went away but this morning I realized that that was not the objective. It was not doing me any favors. We’ll see what happens tomorrow.. I’m ready to enter the haunted house.
In the meantime, I am in a great mood today, for which I am thankful, and, it’s my Friday! (Remember, Thursdays and Fridays off, rest of the year!)
Swapping a receational pot using basketball player for “The Merchant Of Death” international arms dealer. You already know about it but you can read the article HERE. The US probably could have gotten 100 prisoners exchanged for this one. Not that I think swapping prisoners is a good idea. Both were apparently guilty.
I find it unbelievable and shameful. The USA should be embarrassed.