Well I’m over on tumblr, but didn’t want to really post my stuff there. I honestly look at it for the nudity and comic book stuff……just sayin’ and Lord Phoenix’s art as well. 
Here’s a link if you’re of a mind to visit.
You are about to enter …. THE MIRROR UNIVERSE OF vedekdrew
Laters!
but the signs were there all the time….
This is the moment….
“You know Hitler had a good idea when…..”
I rang off before I could hear the rest.
Why?
Because in my opinion, no matter what ONE good idea he (Hitler) may have had, well……
He keeps calling, leaving messages…
I just can’t answer…..
because, I am just ……
wow, now that the patterns are placed before me…..I see them clearly.
a pui tardi
wow…….
What image to attach?
I do like The Batman
Ok, today I had the biggest freak out moment. The cause, (see above image). You see, I left the house without it.
Over the holidays, my niece and I often joked about how we had iPhone in our blood. She, her mom and I joked about how we wake in the middle of the night, just to touch it.
fast forward
“I need to phone Donna about…”
“ahhh, the light is striking that trolley….”
“what was the name of that song?”
“I could Google that.”
“I need that app.”
“Crap, did I reply to that e-mail?”
“Send a text message.”
“Check for e-mail”
So, now I’m at my destination. And I have no music to do my laps.
There were 100s of little things that I do using that little hand held device and I do not have it.
And for 30 minutes….I WAS LOST.
a pui tardi
I am thinking about “jail-breaking” my iPod touch. Why? I want to do it. I want to see if I can do it.
Now on to other things. Can anyone answer this question? Why am I able to post images from the iPod touch, of course I can post from the desktop, but an unable to post images from my phone? I recall doing it once, maybe twice.
Can anyone help with that?
Of course I am going to try now….
Ok, something to lighten the mood…
When deciding what category to place a blog, I’ve discovered that I have an extensive list. So, this blog is actually the category links. That might prove interesting. Tell me what you think.
STOP THE PRESSES
I’ve just listed A and B ….I’m going to string you along….tease ya a bit!
Ciao ciao!
😜😃😄😊
Hi, hello! Hiya!
Well, in two days I’ve participated in two life marking events; a fiftieth wedding anniversary celebration (yeah, there are a few people who take their wedding vows seriously) and a birthday party for a five year old girl. Both were ….WOWZERS. To see a living testament of love, fidelity and commitment was and still is amazing. On the other hand, to see the wonder and awe in the eyes of a five year old and then in a flash, see her grow from child to young girl, to woman…wow.
Moving on…
My UK guru has done it again. What has she done? She taught me a lesson. The lesson she “taught” on expectations. I’m driving the expressway— BOOYAKITTY! Expectation – My read on her “lesson”; if one puts an expectation on something or someone, a “limit” has been set, opinions start to form – thoughts start to form – helpful or unhelpful thoughts/opinions. So, mentally we have already set ourselves up before an event even happens.
(It’s actually more profound in my head as opposed to on screen). That’s all! I just thought My UK guru has done it again.
next……
Grief. Wow, I am always amazed at how freely people give advice about grief. Hey how about this…just leave the grieved alone (unless they’re suicidal or something.). But offering anecdotes about how you got over this or that. Well, yippie bloody doo for you! And as I write this the thought comes….the level of grief, I believe, is proportionate to the level of love, adoration and respect one has for the decedent. and now the voice is gone
Oops, I’ve to go. I’m needed in another place in time.
Ciao ciao.
a pui tardi!
All I can say is wow. I’m back. (I know hold the applause). It has been a ROUGH few months. I’ve had a lot to share (and yet, I’ve not “shared.”
Why?
1. Because some of the stuff, ok most of the stuff, has been personal. And I don’t think you would really “care.” Well, you’d care but only so much. I mean afterall I am a stranger to you.
2. You know how my mind works. I am scattered. If I wasn’t able to focus on one thing I’d say that I have ADHD or something. My point, I wouldn’t want to scare you off with the ramblings of a grief stricken, under-employed, frustrated artist. (we are all artists!)
Let me be willing to see the big picture in all things,
act in accordance with my best, most ethical self,
and grant the benefit of the doubt to all those I meet.
a pui tardi
I am of peace….most of the time.
Wow, once more into the fire.
Would you, could you agree that happiness = security? That without “security” we can’t be happy?
Well, my “security” was taken away today.
(The details aren’t important as they would mean nothing to you. Not being mean or secretive, just telling the “truth.”)
Yet, I’ve not noticed a noticeable drop OR rise in my “happiness.” So is that a valid equation? I have no idea if this loss of “assumed security,” if it is a permanent or temporary situation. However, permanent or temporary the situation, ” ‘life’ will go on.”
But, I’m reflecting on conversations and observations and things are making me say hummm…
Now, one voice is calmly whispering in my ear “the universe will take care of her own.”
“your happiness level hasn’t changed because your “true” security hasn’t been taken away.”
Ok, that is one voice. The other is running the gambit. Dealing with an entire range of human emotions…..so many that I can not/am not equipped to handle them.
Anger (I am always angry. My mother says that I was an angry baby. Not a bite you angry, just this disapproving scowl. But this is different. This time I am more angry with myself for the poorly conceived decisions I made and honestly for listening to ANYTHING except my head. )
Fear (as to the next step. Where do I go from here? )
Confusion (oh my, what to do, what to do?)
Faith (I never thought I was a person of faith. I just took it for granted that if I did “a” and “b” , “c- would happen.” but, now there is something…. Can’t put a pin on it, but….)
Blame (I always go there when I do not want to accept my role in whatever less than helpful situation I find myself. But eventually I realise that I must bear the brunt on the responsibility. And the realisation that those who wrong others and gain from that will rarely accept responsibility – so why blame them?)
But of them all I am still “happy.” Well as “happy” as I allow myself. But you know what, my happiness level is the same today as it was yesterday. (well that’s not the truth, I am in a much better mood than yester-morning. But that pissy mood was banished after Thomi and her workout. Perhaps, yesterday was a trial run…instead of RE-acting today, I PRE-acted yesterday.) But all in all, I am no more “happier” than the “norm.”
So what gives? My “assumed security” is gone, yet my “happiness” is the same. How can that be?
Am I “willing” myself happy? Or is this some type of shock?
Oh well, a pui tardi!
I am of peace…most of the time.
Why do we complicate the simple?
