Category Archives: EARLY MORNING

Parents just DON’T understand…  and some other stuff

… how their ill behaved children ruin any event. And no matter what lame ass excuses, rationalisations, theories you parents fabricate on the spot as to how little “Chris” never behaves like this at home. When we ALL know that is just a big LIE! If they behave horribly in a restaurant, in a park, in the time out zone, THEY BEHAVE HORRIBLY AT HOME.

… that some times – MOST times YOU are just TOO CLOSE to the situation. Listen to your friends who make suggestions. Reasonable suggestions mind you; Taking Kid One and using him to beat Kid Two, isn’t reasonable. A beautiful wish, but really unrealistic. 😜😂 HERE IS A FREEBIE FOR YOU. Perhaps, before leaving your home, use that Internet to research the menu so that you know what’s on it and then you can get your kid prepared BEFORE HAND. He’ll know what he want is available and there will be no surprises. Perhaps if you’d TRY this,  we, single, childless people who are, by now pissed off and hungry, well, we won’t have to wait … (while you explain the ingredients of each item to your precious bio-units) … to order.

… that if I have to choose betwixt either, sitting home, alone, contemplating the meaning of extraterrestrial life or visiting your sticky, cluttered, smelly home, littered with the flotsam and jet some the last “unexpected” breakdown of your precious progeny, smelly animals and overall disaster area that is your home …what do you think I’ll do?  You guys really need to understand. 😜😂😄

Once again, I must have the discussion about expectations and having them placed upon me without consultation or consideration. Does that need any elaboration?

I really ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ the greening of the planet. As everything starts to green and life starts to renew itself. I’ve a renewed burst energy. 

I’m feeling the need to share these days. Well, share as much as I will share! 

Let’s end this chapter. (I started writing this DAYS ago.)
A puí tardí 

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Written under the influence…

…of binaural beats.
I don’t know if it’s it a bunch of bullspit or not. I went into it with the, “it won’t hurt” mindset.

After a few days, I may have to change my mind. I’ve been able to focus. I’ve been pleasant. I mean smiling and laughing with people instead of at them “pleasant.” My creativity has increased (at least I think it has.)

Could it be the binaural cocktail of “morning meditation” then a little “positive energy boost” I throw in a bit of “creativity boost.” The final beat …”pre-exercise workout.” I down that and B A M, I am ready for the morning! I shall continue with this experiment and provide periodic reports.

This is the app I use.

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Have you tried binaural beats? If “yes,” what were/are your thoughts? If, “no,” oh, ok.

I think I’m going to return to “the tube.” Ive been toying around with the idea for a few months/years now. I’d make the occasional vlog here and there. (Somehow, I’ve a second channel. I made it by mistake, if there can be such a thing. ( a “mistake, not the second channel.)
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I’ve discovered that my technology may be somewhat outdated. Oops, let me rephrase that some of my tech (primarily the built in camera on Laptop-O) HOWEVER, on a few test captures using the mobile, I may be able to overcome that obstacle (I finally get to put the Gorilla tripod to good use. YAY \o/ )

I am not an ungrateful person at all. No one has ever said that I was ungrateful (at least not to my face). But there are thoughts that I have that if voiced aloud make me sound it.

Just because

I am of peace

does not mean that I don’t get angry, pissed off and just downright MAD. Have I mentioned that before? No, I’m not only telling this to people who are “surprised” when I blow up; I am also telling this to MYSELF. Lately, I have been having these internal RAGES that leave me weak and ashamed. Yes, I said ashamed. I am ashamed because, these rages come with images and entire dialogues that are filled with nothing but bile and venom. In a FLASH, I kid you not, I can go from elation to caged wolverine. WTFraks up with that?

That was rhetorical. However, if you’d like to chime in, please do so. 👍

I am single because I don’t put my self out in the world to meet people. I am jaded and bitter. I’ve trust issues. The idea of pair bonding does appeal to me. However, I’ve neither the time, the emotional wherewithal or even the desire to be coupled with anyone – any more. I’ve tried it. Everytime I tried it, the relationship outlived the previous. Which should be a good thing. However, that only means the “hurt” the “heartbreak” lasts longer each time. (ZOMG! My ocular implants are malfunctioning. They appear to be leaking.)

Any whooooo…

I do like my new house. I can’t quite call it home. I don’t “feel” like it is “home.” The fault lies with no one. I’ve not felt like I’ve had a “home” in decades. I can’t recall. Oh well. That’s an obsessive thought for another time.

Someone is getting the hang of the Twitter. 😄😄😄😜 Yep, I’m there too. Click here > the Twitter

I should point out that just like on Instagram, I am not a “follow for follow” kinda guy. If your feed is open, I’ll check it out. And if there is something there that makes me say, hummm, I’ll hang out. 🙂 just an FYI. I need to spend more “real-time” on the Twitter. The majority of my tweets are “bot” redirect/shares. Every now and again, I do have an origi thought. “Origi” jejejeje

As I gazed out the window for a bit,
My eye caught a blaze of gold and green
A splash of colour
a drop of rain
Blow winds
chill Fall breeze
Is it Fall
I only “know” BOILING and FREEZING
Wow
I see a runner
Wishing, longing, missing
I gaze
{chime chime chime}
Text message…
There’s that hurt

As I gazed out the window

by the Gods of Sky and Earth

Oh well

A pui tardí

✌️

Random “vedekdrew/Drew” trivia, part one of ???

If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?
Trick question.

What does your latest text message from someone else say?
It’s already 80 here and of course I’M BOILING!!!

Do you sleep with or without clothes on?
It depends on my mood

If you are outside, what are you most likely doing?
One of three things, either gardening, looking at the sky or taking pictures.

Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?
Behind….sometimes I’ll snap a gpom

What does your URL mean?
It’s my online identity. It comes from Star Trek: Deep Space Nine. A “Vedek” (comparable to a Cardinal or a Bishop) is the second highest level of the Bajoran religion, also make up the Vedek Assembly, the committee which is responsible for the spiritual issues of the Bajoran people. And Drew, well that’s another identity. 🙂

Have you ever gone skinny dipping?
Yes, one Summer almost every week-end

Who is your celebrity crush?
I have a “man crush” on Scott K. Foley. I also adore Kate Mulgrew

How do you vent your anger?
Depends on what or at whom I am angry.

Do you have a collection of anything?
I collect post cards

I’m discovering the “healing” properties of music

So Unsexy

Alanis Morissette

Oh these little rejections how they add up quickly
One small sideways look and I feel so ungood
Somewhere along the way I think I gave you the power to make
Me feel the way I thought only my father could

Oh these little rejections how they seem so real to me
One forgotten birthday I’m all but cooked
How these little abandonments seem to sting so easily
I’m 13 again am I 13 for good?

I can feel so unsexy for someone so beautiful
So unloved and for someone so fine
I can feel so boring for someone so interesting
So ignorant for someone of sound mind

Oh these little protections how they fail to serve me
One forgotten phone call and I’m deflated
Oh these little defenses how they fail to comfort me
Your hand pulling away and I’m devastated

I can feel so unsexy for someone so beautiful
So unloved and for someone so fine
I can feel so boring for someone so interesting
So ignorant for someone of sound mind

When will I stop leaving baby?
When will I stop deserting baby?
When will I start staying with myself?

Oh these little projections how they keep springing from me
I jump my ship as I take it personally
Oh these little rejections how they disappear quickly
The moment I decide not to abandon me

I can feel so unsexy for someone so beautiful
So unloved and for someone so fine
I can feel so boring for someone so interesting
So ignorant for someone of sound mind

I can feel so unsexy for someone so beautiful
So unloved and for someone so fine
I can feel so boring for someone so interesting
So ignorant for someone of sound mind

nothing much has changed re: my health. So, I’ve decided that until that happens, there really isn’t any need to continue to discuss it.

HOWEVER, I will say this. As the patient TAKE AN ACTIVE ROLE IN YOUR TREATMENT PLAN. DO NOT ALLOW YOUR PHYSICIAN TO ARBITRARILY FLOOD YOUR BODY WITH DRUGS. I am/was amazed at alternative drugs out there with little to NO life threatening and disgusting side affects. All I did was GOOGLE “alternatives to insert drug” and took them to my doctor and ask “why don’t/didn’t we try these?” Use the Internet for more than looking at boobs and other pornographic images. USE THE TOOL!!! It will also demonstrate to your physician that you are not going to just accept anything he/she says. TAKE AN ACTIVE ROLE IN YOUR HEALING. That just makes sense. ✌😜

As usual,

I am of peace.

A pui tardi. Ciao ciao!

Just from where do our thoughts come? :-)

Ok, please check out Internal Luminosity for more background. But to fast forward, there were a series of questions at the end of the blog and the last on made me wonder, so, I am using that as a jump off for my return.

Here are my answers ……

How does your brain work?
I went through several answers until I came up with BASIC programming.
What is the desired outcome?
Do I possess the correct tools to achieve desired outcome?
If “Y” the goto line 9
And then at line 9 one set of instructions
If “N” then goto line 20
And at line 20, a completely different set of algorithms ( is that clear? )

When is your thinking most productive?
Oddly, any time of the day. I can be hiking a trail, talking with friends, peeling potatoes, gardening, listening to music, reading http://internal-luminosity.blogspot.com and BOOYAKITTY (that is my version of an Oprah “Aaa-ha” moment).

What do you do when your thinking is challenged or stops working?
I tend to do a few things. I will either walk away from it for a while; or research the issue. Perhaps I’m missing something that would make the picture clearer.
Ask myself, if I am having this much difficulty with…., should I give it more thought?
When all else fails, I sleep on it.

How do you navigate challenges in your thinking?
Frustration
Then I re-evaluate and the BASIC kicks in.

From where do your thoughts originate?
Perhaps this will answer this question.
My thoughts start in space. As they enter the grav field and are slowly pulled to Earth, the fluff and whimsy are burned off. And when it finally finds itself in my head, BASIC kicks in. 🙂

You know what? As I look back at that answer….I’m not thinking that’s not right. Where do my thoughts originate? I now query myself, because there have been times when a thought has entered my mind, something that I would never think about as SOP. And I will often stop shake my head and ask, “Where in the hell did that thought come from?” (yeah, crappy grammar and all)

I have to….think about this..BOOYAKITTY, what if our thoughts are just a cumulative….no not the word…an agglomeration of what we’ve read, heard, been told, lived and live..the sum of our life experiences and those a round us?

Now I am here, wondering …and this just came to mind…as situations/opportunities arise, based on life experiences …..naaah

So, what do you think? From where do our thoughts originate? I’m perplexed – or am I?

a pui tardi

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You know me and my tests.

This is another mobile test. I am not sure if one can compose a blog sans Internet connection and store it as a saved document. I guess we shall see.

Confirmation. It can be done. With a twist….images can not be uploaded without Internet.

Well I am aflight. Is that a word? Uneventful to say the least. Saw a great view of the area surrounding ORF. Unfortunately, I could not take any snaps as all electronic devices had to be powered down off.

There is a screaming kid present. Yay!

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Met this sailor whilst waiting for my connection. They’ve “lost” his reservation so now he has to wait. No worries for him. He’s just happy to go home for the holidays. The point of me telling you that? He’s sharing his power strip with me. He reminded me that’s am travelling without a surge protector.

You do realise that I am just killing time. So here are a few photos and pieces of “art.”

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$6.99 for this…..I forgot to bring the jerky packs given to me by Jay Gill for Christmas.

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The Lady Sarah and Lord Byron. If you’ve ever visited my YouTube channel you know who these tykes are. 🙂

I think this is the longest blog I’ve actually written. Perhaps I should fly more often.

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The males are the brothers Godfrey (MORCHEEBA) and the lady… Skye Edwards. I ❤ her.

Skye Edwards (born Shirley Klaris Yonavieve Edwards, 27 May 1972) is a British singer-songwriter, born in East London. Her career began in 1994 when she and the Godfrey brothers (DJ Paul Godfrey and multi-instrumentalist Ross Godfrey) formed the band Morcheeba, which released five albums with Skye as lead vocalist. When Skye parted from the band in 2003, she released two solo albums: Mind How You Go – 2006, and Keeping Secrets -2009. Edwards returned to Morcheeba as lead vocalist In 2010.

Last but not least. A few weeks ago (actually it is a few days ago, I went to Oglebay Park I’m Wheeling, WV. Here are a few shots….I think.

For reason I can not access my “cloud.” That means that I can’t share the WV images yet.

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Well, enough for now.

a pui tardi

ON THE BLOODY INTERNET!!!!

I am a bit angry no perhaps angry is a bit strong.

Just received an “event” alert about a major change in a friends life. AND I FIND OUT ON FACEBOOK. WTF?????

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A new app, hummmmmm