Morning Breather

Thread: Morning Breather!

Whenever I start typing here, especially here in the morning, I have someone ring the doorbell or try to chat with me. It is a new pattern I detect. I think they are
trying to make it look like they are slowing me down, or they need to be engaged in the typing arts at the same time as me. So, I have to leave to see why they ring the bell mercilessly two to three times, and then when I look, there is no one there.
Maybe they need to chat with someone, and it interferes if I am on too early?!

So, I'll be right back. I wonder why there is no variety to this pattern. It seems to be a neighbor from upstairs possibly, or a visiting friend of theirs. No one ever stops to see or talk to me. I am going to try to find out who it is. I just heard a loud door thud in the basement area also. They act as if they are taking care of someone or something without the rest of the village knowing about it. Strange behavior!

Some people in this area have these devices that modulate the voice, and they call and ask where people are...like they pretend to be a mom or dad and ask where you are...

I wonder if it is a gang, thugs, or free loaders, or all of the above. They really like to know if one is home, though, that much is sure. That's how they must work the neighborhood. I hate it when they take groceries. It is such primate - like behavior.

Monday: Day of Wonders

Thread: Monday --- Day of Wonders

I have listened to the morning gripe sessions at work places. Over time, one begins to form an opinion on the matter. I think that Mondays are actually over-looked, because people would just as soon forget that they even existed.

I have heard the students' versions of Mondays. These have been interesting in that it is actually funny to hear how they had a boring weekend, or that they had an excellent weekend. These students' eyes are always elated, and you can actually experience the moments that you discuss with them. If you take a moment even to let them share the experience, it becomes one that we can all share. I still remember the day after the Bears lost that one year like it is fresh in my head. Finding someone's else's perspective on the weekend is what usually makes my Mondays interesting. Then, you can either add to it or refrain from adding one that you feel is relevant.

Hearing the adult's version of Monday is not always as interesting. I dread going to work places where people are moaning and groaning about being there. I know it is just a gripe session, but it matters at what point you run into the people also.
Sometimes, too early in the day, is not a happy time at all for anyone involved.

I remember a "young - adult" person's view of a Monday. She used to make it fun for us to experience Mondays. This was during school and during breaks. She was like a
"Polly Anna" or a "Pippi." She was just that adorable. She even had this fool-proof system about extending our break time last without stressing out our bosses, as one was especially nit-picky at the time. We followed her moods for a while, because she was always up-beat. She and I got along just fine!!! When she was down, we were all devastated and hoped that she would cheer up soon. I also thought her last name sounded like Speed Racer's kid brother. He was always a little bundle of cute and adorable joy at all times. Fun to be around!!!

I think the employee forms an opinion about the work - experience over a period of time. Mostly, it depends on the baggage they are carrying into the work place from outside. These people have circumstances that are beyond their control that they are handling. They need supportive adults at work during their crisis. When it comes to people who don't have outside problems and they come to work simply to follow the motions, or they just don't care about work, you can really tell. I remember one work place provided an emergency number to help employees outside of work.

I have been fortunate to have job situations that were managable at a very young age.
I have seen adults function as managers that could take an undue amount of stress. I have found to emulate these people is the best course of action. Later, I found that outsiders would cause trouble for the company and the staff by walking in and creating rifts and playing games of sabotage. I noticed it mainly in the period of the 90s. The city was going through transitions, and there was a heavy amount of displacement. Since I had been previously unemployed, I handled the problem. Some of the people seemed to resent those of us who were going to and fro from work. At the time, because I had just graduated from school and had taken up jobs to support myself, I had kept so busy, that I didn't understand the adult schema of job loss and displacement yet. Boy, are they worse than a bunch of angry bears!!!

I have been at jobs where I rarely run into employers. At one summer job, I ran into one who was so gross to everyone, that I couldn't even stay there. It was my first job ever, and I couldn't even journal about it, because he was such a crass and stupid person, so demeaning, that you can't even talk about it, even in a journal!!! Don't they know a girl's first job is a highlight of her life?! He was a sick person. I hope I never ever run into him again!

I stayed away from unpleasant people, usually by keeping busy and focusing on work. Over the years, I began to notice some people started following me and stalking me to various work places and back. They tried to get me fired through various measures. They were strange people. All in all, I have worked since I was a teenager, so I have had a lot of work experience here to be able to talk about it and get it out of my system. Making your own money and being financially responsible for myself was a great feat for me. I am glad I did it, no matter what people in this state did to sabotage me. I feel sorry for people in this state, because such mediocre individuals of this behavior/set exist.

Usually, Mondays were days for me to look forward to, and it was a brand, new and fresh week to do things. These people were the worst examples of what a Monday should be for someone just getting started in the work force. Mondays were now days to dread. What if these lousy people were just around the corner? It was such a harassing world and culture in the 90s.

And now, it has returned, yet again!

Today, however, I haven't as of yet, engaged with one of these foilers of Mondays. I love Mondays if they're not around or if I haven't seen them. I also haven't felt the heebie - jeebies of them being around me asking for a quarter or fifty cents yet.
So, that feels really good!!! lol... I look at their nice clothes and shoes and wonder why they need change at all times.

(OBAMA brought change, right?!)

I still wonder why they still want change.

There must still be something missing in the system, yet again. People don't ask for something that they are missing, if something is not missing within the greater system.

What could this be?!

I have never been a political person, nor played games of sabotage. Most of my life, I have kept to myself, worked hard and kept busy. Do people think it that necessary to interfere with another's life and job pursuits?

What are they missing today?

I know I miss my Mondays, the way they used to be.

They were awesome!!!

Without all "these" people around!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I still have my fond memories of work to remember and motivate me.

I guess these people don't have that.

That is what must be missing.

I still will love my Mondays!

Weekends

Thread: Weekends

I don't like to write on weekends. I feel as if weekends are for resting.
Then I am aware that writing is sometimes like resting and enjoying leisure time.
The only difference is that you are focusing on something and writing. So, this actually feels fun to write. I had missed typing on the keyboard. I had the hand - written journals, but I did miss typing. You do it so much in school, that it becomes a part of your life. Typing for papers, typing to send emails, typing to replies of emails, typing to get job interviews, and typing to say thank you...all the typing that I missed doing for several years going to work at my non-school related work sites. Going back to school was nostalgic also. Finally, here I am typing for fun and to be carefree. I had never typed when it was non-work or non-school related. So, this is leisurely. I can even remember where the keys are without looking. That is scary about the mind! It keeps all that typing action within your brain, and when you come back to it, it is like second nature.

I wonder if I should be creating lesson plans, exams, and tests for the future, because I miss that whole experience...lol...

I hope I don't wax that nostalgic. Sigh...


How are things in general?


I hear people ask me. I do have a lot to say, although they would not have the time to listen to what I really want to say. I would have to write an essay. I miss writing essays also. I love being able to organize thoughts and then figure out how to place them together within the context of paragraphs. I love the mystery in figuring out the sources and documenting the sources. It should have been a chore, but I found it fun and educational. I felt free to express my thoughts in writing. School didn't seem a chore to me like it did to people who wanted to go outside all the time, careening on the edge of everything. I didn't want to live that dangerously.

I found the danger and intrigue within textbooks along with the didactic advice of solid authors. Why would I want to visit a path of self-destruction like everyone else? So, I am tempted to answer people. Nothing is new. Life is boring, carefree, and simple without your exciting life of danger and getting ahead. Then I feel badly. I don't want to gloat!

I am trying to do new things with my writing. I tried to figure out Wikipedia the other day. I had edited an article on a word once long ago, but I had never written an article for them myself. They kept the article on for about a week, because they wanted something that wasn't a plot summary or notable, or some wiki jargon they employ whenever we are off the technical aspects in terms of the computerized world.
I looked at a similar author on the series we were writing about. It was word for word off the book jacket cover from the original hard cover text book. They kept that, although they are seeking editing advice for it over a year. I am only happy that it is on the web, however, plagiarized it sounds. It is history, and I didn't want it lost. The problem is that they want such historical background to a series that wasn't the original text, and you have to strike a balance between presenting it in a scholarly way and not still not be talking about the original author's work.
I think the editors of the Wiki site missed this, because they are too young to remember the abridged version(s) and are waiting for material on the original text.
I don't know how to reach someone there to explain to them that this is tricky (on a wiki) to write in a scholarly way about the text. I could rewrite it concentrating on the Condensed series themselves, the time period, the period that brought all that phenomenal writing into our daily inboxes. I would then have to include myself as a primary source. Would the 2000s be ready for something like this?

Probably not...but I will hold on to my piece in the event I ever want to write on the original novel and not the condensed series version of the novel.

Sigh...

Even writing can be a losing game, depending on the mindset of a current generation so lost in the world of the computer. I can't complain, however, because here I am using it also...lol.

It is probably like an initiation into this world, having us all be here in front of these computers. It is not a baptism or a secret ritual but some sort of commonality that we all have to participate in to belong to a greater world outside of ourselves.

How connected am I feeling so far?

Not very...although, I found two someones on social chat that actually do want to chat and connect on related matter. Pretty soon, one by one, we'll be talking, and that's when they will take this away from us soon.

If I had known Rod Serling, I would have given him a lot of ideas for his programs.


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Threads to Last

Thread: Morning News

No news is good news.

In my opinion, you need everyone's news to determine
the outcome of the day, or the outcome of world-wide agendas out there.

lol...

I started out today with a stronger cup of coffee than usual.
enough on that...I guess...

They must have adjusted television times again, or I am that forgetful.
The shows that were on at 11am are now on at noon and past noon.
So, I have to watch the noon shows as well as the pre-noon shows
simultaneously. Sometimes, I miss the announcement on the format changes
altogether. I guess they think I don't have enough confusion in my morning
already...

I like blogging, however, because it is more of an organized pursuit. I can
give the day an overview and mentally organize the day, if not the week.
I think I am supposed to have followers, people who read me, or so is the
on-going trend. I guess I will look into that sometime?!

I am addicted to the idea of S'mores this week.
I must have wished for chocolate. I
have the worst craving for them.
OR! it must be from a commercial...

I want to eat them, but I suppose after something a little bit more nutritious.
I hope I find something.

I haven't gone grocery shopping for about a year, except for once.
I think I can get past the gauntlet of thieves at some point and go in peace
one of these days.

Sigh...

Catalogs work best during these hard times.
If only I could trust the post and the computers...
in case, the hackers are online watching, too?!

Double sigh...

Isn't technology supposed to help the consumer instead of help the thieves from consuming you?!

Something is dreadfully wrong, here?!

I feel like Shakespeare on that whole Denmark quip.


I like lazy days, full of menial chores, something with a little bit of routine
and regularity to look forward to, when life does get confusing. I think you can get work done and think when you are doing work. It is a form of disengagement from the mess in life.

I wonder how people who "sprint" from place to place get their mental work done. I wonder what I used to do when I was a work-a-holic.

I think perhaps, I had a system. I want to remember all of it!!!!!!!!

Sigh...

Jon & Jenny

Dear Tuesday:


I was tired of using the "Dear John" & "Dear Mary" motif, so here's a new one.
This will be an atheist couple pretending to be Fundamentalist.

Well, so much for my story...not much to tell...

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PROFILE:

CREDIT CARDS:

They don't like them.


BANKS:

They don't like them.
But they pretend to like them to fit in.


SOCIETY:

They over-socialize and buy drinks for all the alcoholics
in town with stolen money. (from years before or now)
Then I forget, they either turn against society or against the rich, because they
still have money, but they don't.


MATERIAL THINGS:

They have to have them. No question about it, even when broke.
This shows class and status even when they have nothing to eat.


ASIANS:

Jon and Jenny date Asians or marry them.
That's how they get time off from one another.


They're done with the Whites, Arabians...no money there...

Sigh...

Is my story believable?!
Credible?
Crazy?!

Theme Song: "Against the Wind"
"Our House" ???


I can't get interested in this couple. What's the matter with me?!
Another one to scrap, I guess.

NEXT TIME: ENTER THE ATHEISTS who think JON&JEN are religious nitwits...pardon me,
nuts! (Inspired by this Fundamentalist Atheist guy on the internet, Knowles or something...)& they have to find a Fundamentalist baby sitter to push their kids upon, so they can be full-time "Robbin' Hoods!"

Mornings: Glory and Dawning of...

Good morning to the morning!

Here, it arrives fresh as dew and fresh as the breeze.
The poets rejoice that it is new each day and gives us magnificient
memories of yester - year. I am sure they are not wrong.

Today, I drank old coffee (well, the batch) and new coffee. (new brand)
I am not used to the new brand yet, but I am sure I'll like it in time.
Some things just grow on you.

The cat was strategizing how to get onto my lap and now has finally succeeded.
Sigh...I believe he thinks the computer is a television. That's when he sits on laps, when humans are viewing tv, and are actually seated.

I am listening to Laura Pausini again. I listened to her over the weekend and also to some piano solos. I viewed a program about Venezuela's educational system's outreach into the community with music and artists. I believe it is a magnificient idea.

Laura Pausini is in a CD I bought in the 90s. She was chosen to sing a song for a movie that had come out, based on Nicholas Sparks' novel, Message in a Bottle. She has a lovely voice, and as my friend would acknowledge, that one can feel that she is singing from deep within. I used to listen to her music in the 90s. Then, today I realized how much I missed listening to her and people from the past.

Today, she seems brand new again. Like I'm listening to her again for the first time.
Some singers are like this. I was listening to a a duet with Laura and James Blunt.
He seemed very new also. There was something magical about that piece. I sent it to a new friend. She put it on a page of fans of Laura's on media sites. I came across it by chance when I wasn't looking. I gather there are countless fans of hers across the world, people who don't know her personally, people who don't know each other, save for the fact that we all like her music.

She transcends boundaries. I like people like that. I gravitate toward music, art, and culture like that. I can't worry about them saying, "you don't fit in here...," or question you for what you like or who you like. I like singers like her and James, because they adore the multi-lingual features of life. I think you can learn a lot from them singing in other languages, even if you don't know the languages.

If I drove, I would listen to her in the car also. I am sure. I haven't bought new CDs for a while since the 90s. I have been forced to do other errands and forced to spend money on other things based on necessity. So many hackers exist, and you don't feel like buying things on the internet anymore. It's sad that people can't invest in art anymore or the like, because you have to be wary about hackers.

Singers sing stories, ballads, life themes, ups and downs in life and in the world. They handle politics and culture. Singers know the world, connect with the world, and they really know people empathethically. If they don't do these things before singing, they will automatically have to, because of travel, outreach and all the other things they have to invest in to reach the public.

I still remember record stores from the past. They are a few around, and all people come and go. I once bought a second - hand CD from a Norwegian artist. It was breath-taking listening to her trying to capture the nuances of her particular homeland, all the interactions people have seen over the years, the language influx, the legends and lores, and even the way poetry fuses everyone into unison. I gave the CD to someone of Norwegian background, well at least he said he was at the time.
Artists must have a muse, otherwise, how can so much go on like this without inspiration from the divine?

I tried to post an article on a topic that didn't exist on the internet. Using the mechanism was challenging. I tried to work with what was given to me. I believe they implemented changes into the setup, because there was a brief blurb up on the top that specified the changes. Since I hadn't actually used the original set-up, I am not entirely sure about how I feel about the new and latest model. Once in the 90s, I edited an entry, because they give you the space to do so. Then someone edited me, and I felt that the entry came out perfectly, then. I am waiting for someone to edit this entry, so it won't vanish into the blogosphere...sigh...

I want to write more today, as it has been sitting on my heart. This use of the pen is a luxury, and I am feeling guilty about it at any rate. I feel a pull toward the writing, and then the quiet twinge of sadness as ideas have to be born and depart from the original source, "you." It is a quiet feeling of desolation. Like birthing something or flowering, only to know that once it is out there, it won't ever be new or original like before. Until someone finds it for the first time, again!

Then a new on-going cycle!

Sigh...

Bye dear, sweet thoughts as I send you into the everywhere...take care, because
I will still think upon you every once in a great while.

(Now on to listen to "La Pausini." What a grand musician!!!!!!!!!!!!)

DICK AND JANE Cavemen

This is not intended for any Dicks or Janes we all know today.
I wanted to use other names, but they were all longer than one syllable.

What's a syllable, Mommy?!



See Dick sit.
See Jane sit.

See Dick stand.
See Jane stand.

See Dick ass(ault.)
See Jane ass(ault.)

See Dick steal.
See Jane steal.

...
...
...
...

???

I hope that one day, we can all speak using more than three words again.
Sigh...

See Dick attack someone.
See Jane attack someone.

How about that?
Too much to type on your chat and text interface?!
Sigh...saves me work, having to explain it.

See Dicklookfor whores.
See Janesetup whores.

How about that? Say it all fast, scrunch the words up fast like that?!

I got all of that in three words.
That's how the new humans talk anyway.
So, I got all the words in that time!

AH-Hah!

...
...
...
...

They don't need to talk.
They don't need to enunciate the words.
So, now I fit in!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lucky me!!!

...
...
...

I fit in.
I fit in.
I fit in.
I fit in.

Does that fit?
In your brain?
Ok...ok...ok...


Me no English (oops, have to slur the word English)
...

Me no mon(ey) (hope they will ask someone else?!) (did i fit it in their brain?)

Me no Eng(lish) (English: (sigh!) two syllables...

...

Me no job...

...

Me no money...
aside:(please) ask someone else.


Dick is BROKE!
JANE IS broke.

Dick is sad.
Jane is sad.


This is sad.
It is sad.

Me not ho.
Me not ho.
I know u sad.


Me have school
Me speak Eng(lish)
U-no me ask sex
ok ok ok

You in gang?
You no school?
You ask sex?
You no talk?
You no mon(ey?)

...
...
...


Need English teach(er)?
I can help.
I can help.
I can help.

I can teach.
I can teach.
I can teach.

Library
Library
Library

Three syllables...whew!

I got it in that time!


thug
thug
thug

Don't jump me.
Don't jump me.
Don't jump me.

Me no rob.
Me no rob.
Me no rob.

Me work long.
Me work long.
Me work long.

thug
thug thug
thug

no jump folk
no jump folk
no jump folk

o kaaa y
o kaa y
o k ay?

I mean it.

Women's Murder Club

I was wondering why they pulled that show...
Angie Harmon, as a featured actress, was all over the
place at the time also. I think that scene with a couple
of the characters might have been difficult to play out
as it was written.

The good thing about television is that writers have a
type of license. They can keep characters alive when
the plot might have turned out differently in print.

I think this is also true, no matter what program, and no matter
where they air the show. Right now, the fans of "Torchwood" are
trying to figure out what happened to the series. There was a lot
of time and interest invested into it being aired. Then nothing!

"Life on Mars" suffered a similar fate. I was getting into the
American version, and now, I have to watch the UK version.
(No complaints, mind you, in case they pull it, too?
At least, I can get one version. In other cases, we have to do
without both.

Viewers have a type of clout, but sometimes some groups (factors?) have
more precedence than others.

They say everything must come to an end, but how literal do they all want to be
anyway? Tugging at our heartstrings and then saying, "We can't air your shows
anymore." Everyone must be pregnant, including the men, or something?!
Maternity Leave...

No discrimination or anything, but couldn't they hire some singles for the nine months or people whose kids have already flown the coop to write in the meantime?

The actors and writers would then still be able to keep the jobs until the couples found grandmas, babysitters, nannies?

Well, I am thinking about the younger crowd who is watching all the shows...someone has to think about them when all the girls and guys are playing out Romeo and Juliet in the public sphere. This Love Daze can't interfere with television programming, can it? Sigh... It used to be shows that I never watched, but now it is shows that die before they even appear...Yikes!

Anyway, they did give us Castle at least, until they bring back Patterson for tv?
He's probably on another island or time zone being aired...
What's the matter?
No one home during Prime Time anymore...?
With all the unemployment and downcast economy?

Can we hire some aliens to do this job?

Keep programming alive?!

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Proposed Solution:Today, I listened to programs.

I miss just listening to the dialogue.

Maybe we can have people just give us audio from their living rooms?
Like in the days of Radio...
and they can pretend the screaming lungs in the background is just...
static in the attic?!