It's snowing again. (so I can just ramble)

I don't know how much we got, I just know my monster snow blower acted like it was choking. I had to shift down in a couple of places and go over a few other areas twice. No problem, it's fun! It has 6 forward speeds, 2 reverses, an electric starter (which I never use), and looks aggressive. Since I have no where to go and nothing to do if I got somewhere, I can just enjoy the snow and play with the snow blower. Heck, I even do the neighbors drive and sidewalks if it needs it. Funny, for as bad of shape as I'm supposed to be in, I can shovel or use the machine for... well, till it's done, without a problem. (I have a 30 ft double drive with about that much distance of a wide sidewalk in two directions, sometimes I shovel (means I forgot to get gas, ha).)


Since ending my blood pressure medication, life is starting to improve. I haven't made it to daily Mass yet, but I am thinking tomorrow (using mass transit) it should happen. The great thing about daily Mass is that I feel like I'm making up for the times I really can't function to go to church. I would go anyway, that's just a perk. Going on a visit to God's house on a daily basis sets things right and lends perspective to the rest of what I see and hear. It brings no small peace and lends to certainty, a surety of character in the great confusion that is life.

To make life smoother and control the input I receive, I've made some changes in my life. I've dropped television. I preview movies, harshly, before considering them as possible entertainment. Yes, ok, Jane Fonda does not find her way to my tube, nor do many of the others, it's not just content. My books are all Christian, history, math and science, classic reads, or combinations of those. Only my music remains somewhat dubious, with Monster Magnet being a favorite, along with Motorhead, Metallica, AC/DC (my first rock, I had to buy it on the sly and smuggle it to my mini domain in my earliest teens), though I also enjoy Meatloaf's newest (sent from a very good friend, and being enjoyed greatly) Marlene Dietrich, Bonne Raitt (crazy liberal, but aren't they all, but gorgeous and a golden voice), Connie Francis, George Strait, Garth Brooks, Bjork, Cohen, and even Astrud Gilberto, many classic and baroque recordings, and probably a thousand more off and on favorites. So I am not quite free of some bad influences and I've gone as far as I probably will for now with that. ("I'm still alive" is playing in the background)

A fellow blogger brought up an issue that hits home, in an article titled American Culture: Pejorative to Character. The idea that we, Americans, buy way too many useless or frivolous items. I must protest! I NEED all these stupid things! Oh, alright, he is right. It certainly hit a nerve, but in the right way. And yes, I'm doing something about that too. For years, I didn't think I'd be alive tomorrow, literally. Well, tomorrow seems to have come and gone and there is some historic context which indicates it might do so again for a while. Therefore, I have started a savings plan. Why I am saving I am still unsure. Maybe when I am 70 I can buy a car? HA No, I should be able to buy two by then;) Truly, I am unsure. Though I would like to buy a house... someday. Here in Iowa, in the right town (most of them), I could outright buy an excellent starter house with two years of my savings (if I keep my hand out of the kitty) and still live decently with a few new toys occasionally and my weekly steak and regular good eats while saving. I wonder if that is some of the problem with other savers... motive. I know training was lacking in my case as well. I was raised by a single mother who understood money... you spend it. Ackh . I love here but she shouldn't be near a nickel. Of course, Mummy isn't my problem. I reject Freud, outright, and in more ways than just this. My Mom got me to 18, alive and well. I'm rather grateful, knowing me as I do. I think the only reason I am able to do this is that I am no longer bombarded by adds. I don't listen to the radio, I don't watch tv , I don't read papers, and I have a pop-up blocker and heavy duty security suite, so I am no longer influenced. Yeah, I think that's the reason we do that. ("Would you listen now if God could talk" in the background... Oh, one more time)

You know, there does seem to be a theme in there, as scattered as it seems. I apologize, this was supposed to be a ramble. Probably geomotry or trig blocking my thought randomizer. Anyway, I've been a good boy and will no go raid your blogs:) Bye, or, see you soon?