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yeah I know you did not ask!
You should so be blessed – well cursed at times actually – with a mind such as mine, making all these weird connections between my rumored neurons. Just be thankful that I do not share all of my random thoughts.
My moment of terror:
There I was lying wide awake in our king size bed, staring at the ceiling, listening to Señora and the The Wee Dog breathing, but in not rhythm. Then it suddenly dawned on me, I was THAT guy!
Ouch.
Life is like frying an egg. When you want the yolk to stay whole, it breaks. When you are frying the egg, say for a sandwich, the yolk stays intact, forcing you to break it. Life, you frequently get what you do not want, or you need to make it happen.
As I was washing my dishes after consuming my homemade Egg McMuffin, I was watching the crew mow and trim the neighbor’s yard. It was a mix crew of Latinos and Blancos – for lack of a better word. The Latinos had on wide brim hats. One had the hat with the flap covering the neck. They also had on long sleeve shirts. The Blanco had no hat and wore short sleeves. Persons with dark skin do not want to get darker, but the Blanco did not mind. We all want to be something we are not.
Just as an aside, I had a coworker whose wife worked at Washington University here in St. Louis. WU is widely considered one of the dozen best schools in the country. He lent me a book by Kimberly Jade Norwood, Washington University professor of law and African & African American studies. Her book on skin color bias is: Color Matters: Skin Tone Bias and the Myth of a Postracial America.
A couple other random thoughts I have had while doing repetitive or mundane tasks:
Luxury brands because we are all insecure and need validation.
Pets – especially dogs – because we are all lonely and need a friend. Or possibly social media because we are all lonely and need a friend.
And so it goes.
yeah I know you did not ask!
You should so be blessed – well cursed at times actually – with a mind such as mine, making all these weird connections between my rumored neurons. Just be thankful that I do not share all of my random thoughts.
The only time I really look at myself is when I am shaving in the morning as it is almost impossible to do a good job shaving without peering in a mirror. The rest of time I prefer to not see the old man glaring at me in the looking glass.
This morning, for some reason, I focused on the nearly bilaterally symmetrical wrinkles I have developed at the corners of my mouth that descend vertically, almost darting under my chin. They are even more prominent as my resting face mouth is a bit of a frown.
To me they appear to be the lines similiar to the mouth of a ventriloquist’s dummy or that of a puppet that allow the opening and closing of that orifice.
All of which started me wondering, who is pulling my strings?
yeah I know you did not ask!
You should so be blessed – well cursed at times actually – with a mind such as mine, making all these weird connections between my rumored neurons. Just be thankful that I do not share all of my random thoughts.
Stephen Miller, Jared Kushner, Mark Zuckerberg, Elon Musk and Jeff Bezos while they do not look exactly alike, they do look very similar.
Coincidence?
I am beginning to believe they are from the same alien race. Kokopelli only knows how they reproduce on their planet or in their dimension, but they all appear to be brood mates. They all appear to be from a species that feeds on the misery of others, from a species that their need to consume this form of substance knows no bounds. There cannot be too much misery in the world for them and their insatiable appetites .
Wait, you are telling me they cannot be aliens as they have birth certificates. Well, Obama‘s supposed birth in Hawaii is proof that birth certificates can be forged.
Perhaps AI can help us come up with a facial template to identify these unwanted visitors. Wait. Are you trying to tell me AI is also an import from this same extraterrestrial source? Time to duck and cover.
And so it should not be.
I just finished watching what is one of my favorite golf tournaments, The Masters. I bounce back and forth between this tournament and the Open (British Open), usually played in Scotland. I thought it a good time to repost this article.
When I moved back to Oklahoma from Rhode Island I went to work for Coburn Optical. Their main line of business is the manufacturing of the machines that other companies use to modify lenses to mount in eye glasses. They also have a division that takes orders to modify and mount lenses. I was young, still working on my education, and my work experience had been in restaurants, factories and warehouses. I was a warehouse man there. I worked there from 1973 to 1976, leaving to move to Oklahoma City to pursue my educational goals.
My father had left his position with Kaman Aerospace and moved back to Muskogee, OK where my mother had been living for a while. Looking around for a job he found one with Coburn and started there shortly after I left. He moved up rapidly and after a while was managing the division that prepared lenses for other companies. Part of his responsibilities involved making Continue reading “The Year I Almost Went to The Masters – A repost”
A friend made the following comment to me:
“For years I have tried to decipher humanity and figure out if we suffer the Arrogance of Ignorance, or the Ignorance of Arrogance.”
That comment was followed up by a very polemic comment about the current political situation in these here United States of America. Although I do not know why, since I am way beyond worrying about hurting the feelings of tRump supporters, I am refraining from adding it to to this post.
His poser is a conundrum that I do not have an answer to.
The caption of this post is the latest insane quote from our so called POTUS.
“A whole civilization will die tonight, never to be brought back again.” ~~ Donald J. Trump
It sounds like he is threatening to wipe out a whole country. For what? They did not bow down to his royal ass? Of course, this is referring to Iran and oil shipments. The problem with tRump and his malAdministration is that none of them are chess players, they are not even checker players. They cannot see the global chess board one move in front of them. How else could they start an immoral, unneeded war that was urged on by the madman in Israel, and the power hungry, greedy leader of Saudi Arabia?
Might does not make right.
Truth is I really do not know what to say. This is beyond comprehension. This is not the country that I have loved and been proud of for most of my life. Not by a long shot. This cluster f*** is even worse than I could have imagined. I would have never envisioned the United States as a terrorist country, but we are fast becoming one.
For a more nuance and scholarly take on the the catastrophe that is dangling over us like the Sword of Damocles go to Paul Krugman’s video for today: Our Darkest Hour (read the transcript – it is quicker and easier)
What has the MAGA mob gotten us into. May Huitzilopochtli save us all.
This historical site is 45 minutes or so from our house in Chesterfield. I have been there once, on a very cold day so we did not walk around a lot. There is also a great museum associated with the site that you can spend an hour or two going through.
At one time this was the largest city in the Americas, north of the valley of Mexico. I would like to go back sometime when the weather is nice.
Being a little picky… they talked about possible reasons for the decline of the city, starting in 1250 CE. One reason given was conflict with other indigenous tribes. They then showed a picture of Native American warriors on horseback. Horses were introduced to the Americas with the coming of the Europeans in the 15th and 16th century. One of the reasons sometimes cited as to why the Americas lagged behind Europe and Asia in “development” was the lack of animals that were useful for transportation and work, such as horses. Somehow buffalo and llamas did not quite have the – ahem — horsepower of equines or oxen.
Just in case your pasquinade radar is on the blitz, this is satire.
The photograph below is actually an “internet meme” sent around by one of my many cousins.
It did, however, bring to mind an old memory. We were in Oklahoma at my grandmother’s house for several weeks in the summer. Best I can recollect I was late elementary school age. I do know it was before we moved to Italy, which is where I started 7th grade.
For some reason, my mother decided she needed to punish/correct me. She came after me with a wooden yardstick belonging to my grandmother. I took the yardstick from her, broke it over my knee and ran like hell. I did not come home for several hours after that. Either my mother had cooled off or my grandmother had a talk with her. More likely, though, is that she was still in a bit of a shock over my breaking her weapon of castigation. She spoke no word about my action then or anytime thereafter. It was however, the last time she tried to “spank” me. Which was a good thing. Her corrections were a thing of legend.
