Monday, June 29, 2009

idiots ... just idiots

Why cast stones and someone with so noble a cause??? Is there someone else that is a more fit champion for this? Are they more Pius and pristine?

I mean seriously, what is it about what he is trying to do that is A- so wrong B- self serving C- something more people should be doing but aren't!!!!!!

gives me shivers when I think about the beneficiaries and what he is trying to accomplish for them.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

uh Hello????

for those of you who did follow me - Sorry.

enough said.

No this is not a filler blog, I actually felt the desire to write something. Yes partially out of guilt for being silent for so long and partially because after reading some of my friends work I felt like "hey I bet they would like to hear the voices in my head again."

*** No I have not been on some kind of psycho-neurological suppressants either.

I am an avid cyclists, no doubt more of a neurotic sort. I need the time on the pedals to calm my mind. I think clearly when I am out on the road/trail.

All kinds of things float through the though process during these outings. Unfortunately half of it I can't remember by the time I get back. The other gets interrupted by things like "F*(k that is a big dog, hope he doesn't chase me!" or "Hey buddy please take your car out of my a$$!" ...

So where was I?

recently I have been reminiscing all the one line zingers I have heard. This like "Stockholm Syndrome" (thanks R&V) what a great response it was and I just had to say Gosh I admire a mind as sharp as that. I have had the opportunity to quip back some in my time but now they all seem to be alluding me.... wait I remember one.

I was at a Hockey game and I tend to make all kinds of remarks about players, plays and what not. So this guy comes down the boards and he has his fingers in the mouth of the opponent. The small child in the front row asked why??? without missing a beat I spouted out with..."When he was growing up he wanted to be a dentist..." The lady in front of my shook her head and said "Where do you come up with this stuff???" as she laughed.


These small instances of genius are often quickly forgotten. They should be cherished though. In today's busy lifestyle a short respite born to life from a witticism is like a breath of fresh air, rejuvenating the psyche. Without them our minds might explode form the stress. So collect them in your memories and recall them often.

Honor them and their authors by being a racantour. Share the escape with others and save their sanity also.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Wonderful thoughts from a Mantra

I read this mantra and had to share these two thoughts:
Don't let a little dispute injure a great relationship!





Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck!

and for R&V this one be your mission statement:


Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back, you’ll be able to enjoy it a second time.










Tuesday, June 2, 2009

About me

... Well it is a something I am not sure how to answer. What am I about???

I just told someone that my life is a fabrication. We were discussing "Reality Shows" - not documentaries (the only true reality show for even the news has a spin on it). Everything is scripted for an audience and a desired outcome - Cheesy if you ask me.

"Really" they replied "how is your life a fabrication?"

preface #1) Things I write on my blog are based on a myriad of things: emotions I am feeling now, emotions that I recall from the past, factoids from current relationships, creative musings that I think will color the story and even sarcasm. All of these things are then rolled around in my head until something I feel artistic is created, then it is edited somewhat to protect my actual identity or reality. Sure you can read into things and make assumptions, it is easy to because a lot of what I write is based on true events...but beware I do cloud things and alter details to hide the reality of it all.

preface #2) Life is what happens while your planning other things... really think about it because it is so true. Life doesn't stop until all the details of your week are finalized, it is a dynamic occurrence where you react to the moment and things occur even while you plan the next desired event.


... So back to my statement. My life is a fabrication of things I would like to occur. Merriam- Webster defines fabrication as the act or result of fabricating.

Main Entry:
fab·ri·cate
Pronunciation:
\ˈfa-bri-ˌkāt\
Function:
transitive verb
Inflected Form(s):
fab·ri·cat·ed; fab·ri·cat·ing
Etymology:
Middle English, from Latin fabricatus, past participle of fabricari, from fabrica
Date:
15th century
1 a: invent, create b: to make up for the purpose of deception 2: construct, manufacture ; specifically : to construct from diverse and usually standardized parts
— fab·ri·ca·tor \ˈfa-bri-ˌkā-tər\ noun

My life is a fabrication. It is constructed from diverse and usually standardized parts. It is also some what of a lie, the story of my life doesn't always get told true to the letter, nor does yours I suspect. We leave out certain facts and occurrences we wish to forget. Sometimes we tell it to make people think we are happy, sometimes it is to convince ourselves we are happy. Memories are how we recall the event and that can be subjective to how we feel now and how we felt then.

My life has not been what I envisioned it would be. That all came crashing down and now it is time to rebuild from the wreckage. I am creating or fabricating a new one and I am also trying to forget the old one.

I am fabricating my story to allow my true self to shine through, because what actually occurred seems to hamper my ability to be me.



p.s. don't forget the preface.