Reality Me

I’m looking for a receipt without luck. My effort has turned into basement archeology. I love basement archeology. Piles I have ignored for years are being removed. Organization is happening. Stuff is being thrown away. Memories are being uncovered.

Today’s hypnagogia brought thoughts of focus and success. I woke with a commitment to stay off the socials and simply focus on work. Then, technical problems, fountain pen messes, and TPS reports. So, maybe a productive afternoon?

Empty gatorade bottle or walk down the hall?

I really need a week or two in the woods. I’d love a silent meditation retreat for 7, 10, or 30 days. In lieu of that, I am going to return to chanting and meditation to begin my day. I’m committing to at least 5 minutes of mindfulness to begin the day. My goal is an hour to begin the day and an hour to end the day.

I did not see this one coming. Tracy was such an influential blogger. I always felt a little lighter and happier when she popped up in my feeds. I enjoyed interacting with her. She made me smile.

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Tracy Lynn Sharp

October 7, 1965 – June 26, 2024

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Tracy Lynn Sharp was full of laughter and kindness. She made the world a better place through word and deed and encouraged others to do the same by her example. She was a compassionate soul who advocated for the marginalized and the oppressed. She left us on 6/26/2024 at the age of 58. She peacefully passed away at Alive Hospice in Nashville, TN. leaving Stephanie Sturgis, her partner for 30 years, her father and Stepmother Tim and Nancy Sharp, sister Timi (Craig) Woodward, nieces Asa (Dillon) Davis and Charley (Kourtney) Sawyer and great niece Ellie Sawyer. She is preceded in death by her mother, Jacqueline Sharp. In addition, Tracy left behind a multitude of friends that she cherished and considered family too. She had not only family by blood, but her family by choice. At a young age, Tracy could take over a room with her grace and energy. She went to school to pursue a life in radio, initially as a disc jockey and then as an award – winning news reporter. She later took her ability to track down and write a story to local newspapers. One of her proudest achievements was starting her own magazine, Our Town, that broke barriers and spotlighted the best of her community. Tracy also spent time advocating for victims of domestic violence. She worked in Nashville at a domestic violence shelter and later, in Weakley County, she helped establish a shelter for battered women. Following her career in news, Tracy went to work with local, state, and even presidential campaigns as a campaign manager and social media manager. With her Out Of The Blue daily news round – up provided a valuable resource for those trying to keep up with politics in Tennessee and nationally. Her skills as a writer and communicator were unparalleled. With her blog Newscoma, she reminded people all across Tennessee the value of living a life in a small town. Her stories about the citizens of her home in Weakley County that she lovingly referred to as Hoots, short for Hooterville, shined a spotlight on her communtiy. Tracy leaves this world a better place fighting the good fight, as she used to say, and loving those she encountered along the way. Once she met someone, they were friends for life, We ask, in lieu of flowers or gifts, that people send donations to Alive Hospice Facility, 1718 Patterson St., Nashville, TN 37203 or contact them by phone at 1-615-250-1333. She requested no services. Just honor her memory by carrying out acts of kindness and love and keep looking for Bigfoot.

Source: https://www.bowlinfuneralhome.com/obituary/tracey-lynn-sharp?lud=143816E6AB4A5A84A54BEF5B1B8C09C6

PSA: if you are shaking your pepper shaker and nothing is coming out, don’t shake it harder. Instead, put down the salt shaker and pick up the pepper shaker.

I’m not sure where you are in your existential crisis. For me, I feel like Neo having just taken the red pill.

If you feel a cough coming on, do not raise a spoon full of oatmeal to your mouth.

What is Saturday? Why that’s the day I plan to accomplish everything I could not get done in the previous six days.

I’m trapped in the machine!

Did eight pushups today. That is eight more than I did yesterday.

Dear Mr. Burchett,

I write to you to ask for some professionalism out of you. You were elected to represent Tennessee with dignity and not behave like a middle school child.

I am so embarrassed for you. I just watched a video of someone asking a valid question “Will you commit to opposing a nationwide abortion ban?” to which you childishly responded “Will you commit to putting some sunscreen on those legs man? I gotta wear welding goggles out her they are so white.” What’s wrong with you?

Grow up and do your job or step down and get out of the way so someone else can do it! You are the biggest do nothing waste of a congressional seat I have ever seen my my life!

Sincerely,
Mr. McCaughan

My super power is not having the knowledge but having the ability to use lateral thinking skills, deduction, and research to solve the problem. My super power is not being smart but being able to find the answer.