A juggling technophile shares personal stories, challenges, humor and perhaps some political commentary.
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.
As a young child, I always thought adult conversations would be rich, deep, philosophically stimulating, intellectual, and well thought out.
Instead, those conversations are a lot more like:
“Eh. So, like, maybe we could spend less money for a while?”
We need to have a serious discussion about witches titties.
Dog says while she’s really like to she is not pooping in this stuff
Me staring into the bedroom.
Cathy: “What’s wrong?”
Me: “I think I need to carry a second flashlight.”
Cathy: “you are just walking upstairs!” *shakes head*
Turns out a decent yawn defeats facial recognition
I’m the game of will between you trying to sleep in and the hungry cats trying to get fed, the cats will win every time.
This is why I tell my partners that the passing isn’t done until we say it is done. Usually we announce “clubs down” and if that is not said keep going even if you are just tossing one object back and forth.
This guy almost lost his eye. Play the video at .25 speed.
As I reflect back on years past, I realize sobriety was a mistake.
Once upon an eon ago, I began my days at 4am. Was at the gym at 5am and worked out until 7am then went to work. I also did 20 minutes of stretching before going to bed. It was the healthiest I’ve ever felt.
I’m trying to adjust my schedule for rising early again. I awoke at 4:30 this morning just wide awake and ready to begin the day. By 4:32 I was sound asleep under than nice heated blanket. Perhaps this lifestyle change should wait until the summer.
