Attention! Calling all inventors…

As I sit here, suffering from a summer cold (blechkt! the worst!) I have solved the world energy crisis.

Now that I have the perfect fuel and the free source…I need an inventor or inventors who can figure out the specifics.

Mucus!

During a cold, the human body can produce incredible amounts of the stuff. There must be a way to harvest this crap for fuel…burning it up would be the perfect way to get rid of it and as long as the body chooses (or is forced) to produce it by the bushel during a summer cold….we need to put it to work.

Surely, nature, in its perfection, wouldn’t create something that didn’t have a fabulous use. Everything is in balance…I’m sure it’s just a matter of getting the right genius on the problem at hand….so here it is…let the best genius succeed. Oh, and when you do, a small footnote that leads back to this blog would be greatly appreciated.

Namaste.

Airwolf

Do you remember the TV show Airwolf? It was one of our family favorites with fairly clean language, adventure, clothing, and the star was a flying machine. A parents dream program…something for every age group. With the characters played by the easy-on-the-eyes Jan Michael Vincent and the lovable Ernest Borgnine, it was a pleasing program.

The sound of that state-of-the-art helicopter was absolutely unforgettable…we all loved it. Not so much, however, in real life…

We lived in a huge old farm-house Continue reading

Age Changes Things…

I know it isn’t just me, although there are times when I wonder, noticing how time changes things…behaviors, physicality, beliefs, ideas, what seems important….etc.

A friend texted me today. It’s been a long time since I’ve heard from this friend. I contacted her a year and three months ago regarding the death of a mutual friend’s husband. She said they had grown apart and she felt no need to attend the service since they were no longer close. That made me sad. I wondered then how people can just let another person slide away from them. I wondered Continue reading

A Feeling of Dread

Only one (1) more day can I wake up with the comforting thought, “Obama is still my President.” On Saturday morning I will not be able to think that, and that thought alone makes my chest grow tight and breathing becomes difficult.

I believe in the power of energy, words and thought so I try to keep my thoughts, my words and my energy positive and upbeat. I try to concentrate on all the beauty in this world, on all the wonderful people there are here (and by here I mean all around the globe).

Then I open my email and receive this: Continue reading

Sexual Assault !!!

In 1973, when I was still a young wife and new mom, I had a very unpleasant experience that qualifies as sexual assault even though it was not nearly as invasive as others have suffered. With that said, it has still affected me emotionally and psychologically for over 40 years, and that just isn’t fair. I’d be willing to bet Continue reading

The Old Yellow Brick Schoolhouse

In 1963 or ’64 there was an abandoned school house just a few yards from where I lived. Far enough away to be safe from the prying eyes of adults if we were careful, but close enough that we kids had to keep our exuberance under control. The lot was fenced along three sides, but the front was open and there were huge gaps in the fence along the back allowing easy access to small bodies. The lot was overgrown with tall grasses and weeds that were almost as tall as I was by the end of August.

The building itself was yellow brick, and had been Continue reading

The Enlightenment Project

It took 61 years for me to reach this age and now…only now, do I learn that there has been an “Enlightenment Project” going on for hundreds of years! Why hasn’t the lame-stream media covered this? I began reading the “Atheist Manifesto” by Michael Onfray last night as part of my decision to begin reading in earnest again, even if it means new glasses. This morning, I read that there was, and is, an ongoing thing called The Enlightenment Project that consist of many papers written but not compiled. There are even written arguments against The Enlightenment Project.

As far as I can tell, the original concept of Continue reading

Shabby Practice

Welcome 2017!

Happy New Year! A new year. Another year. An uncertain year perhaps…but isn’t every future uncertain?

The blog I began a year ago, this blog, did not see me every week as I had planned. My writing practice went by the wayside thus this post title. I promise to do Continue reading