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Sure, the title is akin to saying the sun is bright. Yet I felt the need to say that. They are not just beautiful of flesh. That goes without saying should a man have any normalcy to him whatsoever. The physical form that women inhabit is an amazing thing. The curves, softness, voice, and size all call attention, much as a flower attracts the sun and bees and even the human eye. Every time I see a woman, I know God loves me.
It has been pleasant here in Utah. Unlike where I was, women are genuinely pleasant here. When I receive a great big smile, a pleasant greeting, or even a silent nod and withheld grin, I have the feeling that these things from the local ladies and young women are simply shared emotions of the most simple design. I do not feel that I am being encroached upon, I do not feel a fake or wrong sexiness to them, I just enjoy them as I would enjoy a beautiful natural setting. Because of this I have reason to believe I am in the right place to find a simple, humbling, long term situation with a woman.
This is not going anywhere, this post. I just wanted to thank all the beautiful women out their for their kind attentions to us lowly men. We can never have your beauty, if perhaps we might be able to share some of it in a weird, close, loving relationship. And, no, beauty is not purely surface. Be who you are and let us enjoy what you may not always see. Thanks ladies!
I would do some kind of xoxo stuff at the end, but... this is the home of Doom. Hush. :P
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Up and at it.
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And an early rise. The last 3 or 4 days have been good that way. The great thing is I get my fresh dose of morning blogs fresh and hot. I, generally, do not bother with "the news". Bloggers keep on top of what I am interested, good stories get carried over, I have learned who to trust how much and in what areas, and it does not cost a dime. Oh, and do not even think I agree with everything being put out. A lot of my sources are conservative in this area and nearly libertine in that area (not my cup of tea, to put it lightly). Reading and commenting in the middle of the night is a good way to not receive a pat on the head from the author, as yesterday's posts get buried in today's new stuff and the authors might not even have time to review old comments on old posts. So, morning is the time.
Today is going to be a busy day again, on a whole new set of activities. I will be calling to get my paperwork set up for buying a house. I have a contact who I have worked with before. It has been some time, but I think we can put a package together in very short order. I will then be making contact with the broker with whom I initiated contact not long ago. I lost contact due to the failure of my mini-computer. I will be getting my new phone! It is nice to have at least one instant gratification task, and this is one of two. As well, I think I will be able to pick up a model to begin tinkering with today. It will not be grand, overly complicated, or expensive, it is just a beginning.
I have a few other goals this week that are more generic and depend on other things happening. One of those projects is to get out shooting. It has been a while and my trigger finger is scratching for that itch! However, the weather will have to be right and the roads will have to be better. Next, when I finish some things I need the computer to accomplish, she is going in to the shop (maybe both computers). They are barebones machines, at this point, but I can use them to squeeze through my needs and wants until I can 'roll my own'. Next, slowly but surely, the house is getting cleaned. Along with that, I would like to begin eating a little more regularly. I tried to eat two regular meals last Sunday and simply could not do so. Losing weight is fine, but not in a starvation manner. Of course, my not eating had nothing to do with weight loss. I had simply fallen down and could not rise, even to eat. Back on the gravy train? Maybe. Besides, I do not think I lose weight when I do that. My system merely slows down and does not let go of anything. I lose zero pounds in those periods, except when I actually fast from a normal routine of eating.
Yes, things are looking up. I have a lot of things to do. Some of those are quite fear inducing. Some of them are fun. None of them are a problem, from the looks of things. I am not sure if life simply gets better or worse on it's own, or if key things, like the improved hope for a political change back to sanity, certain indicators making it a possibly even stronger home buyer's market, or other things contribute to the uptick. But, like any sanity surfer, I will ride the waves when I can. *swish* *grins*
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And an early rise. The last 3 or 4 days have been good that way. The great thing is I get my fresh dose of morning blogs fresh and hot. I, generally, do not bother with "the news". Bloggers keep on top of what I am interested, good stories get carried over, I have learned who to trust how much and in what areas, and it does not cost a dime. Oh, and do not even think I agree with everything being put out. A lot of my sources are conservative in this area and nearly libertine in that area (not my cup of tea, to put it lightly). Reading and commenting in the middle of the night is a good way to not receive a pat on the head from the author, as yesterday's posts get buried in today's new stuff and the authors might not even have time to review old comments on old posts. So, morning is the time.
Today is going to be a busy day again, on a whole new set of activities. I will be calling to get my paperwork set up for buying a house. I have a contact who I have worked with before. It has been some time, but I think we can put a package together in very short order. I will then be making contact with the broker with whom I initiated contact not long ago. I lost contact due to the failure of my mini-computer. I will be getting my new phone! It is nice to have at least one instant gratification task, and this is one of two. As well, I think I will be able to pick up a model to begin tinkering with today. It will not be grand, overly complicated, or expensive, it is just a beginning.
I have a few other goals this week that are more generic and depend on other things happening. One of those projects is to get out shooting. It has been a while and my trigger finger is scratching for that itch! However, the weather will have to be right and the roads will have to be better. Next, when I finish some things I need the computer to accomplish, she is going in to the shop (maybe both computers). They are barebones machines, at this point, but I can use them to squeeze through my needs and wants until I can 'roll my own'. Next, slowly but surely, the house is getting cleaned. Along with that, I would like to begin eating a little more regularly. I tried to eat two regular meals last Sunday and simply could not do so. Losing weight is fine, but not in a starvation manner. Of course, my not eating had nothing to do with weight loss. I had simply fallen down and could not rise, even to eat. Back on the gravy train? Maybe. Besides, I do not think I lose weight when I do that. My system merely slows down and does not let go of anything. I lose zero pounds in those periods, except when I actually fast from a normal routine of eating.
Yes, things are looking up. I have a lot of things to do. Some of those are quite fear inducing. Some of them are fun. None of them are a problem, from the looks of things. I am not sure if life simply gets better or worse on it's own, or if key things, like the improved hope for a political change back to sanity, certain indicators making it a possibly even stronger home buyer's market, or other things contribute to the uptick. But, like any sanity surfer, I will ride the waves when I can. *swish* *grins*
Monday, January 25, 2010
So very complex.
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I have actually had a slightly active, fairly useful, somewhat interesting day. Something I keep realizing is that the world we live in is seemingly impossibly complicated. It honestly amazes me that anything gets done, gets completed correctly, or is understood. If you take a moment to look at what is happening, not even on a grand scale but the little things within our personal lives, it can seem overwhelming. And yet, for most people and sometimes even me, it all works.
I thought I had tended my cellphone bill last time they called. Nope, though it ends up being a good thing. After talking on the phone with one of their collection agents, who in the end began to treat me quite kindly, I figured out the problem with the last call, paid the bill, got set up on a new calling package which will solve this problem, and set up automatic pay again. It looks like my bank initially was set to pay it but decided not to do so and canceled the thing because of how large the bill was (good for them, I say). So, now my Mom can talk to my brother as much as they have been while he is recovering from his last surgery and potentially heading into another surgery. And, I can do that without worry about going broke. On top of that, by switching plans Verizon was willing to release a nice little slice of the expense from my bill.
I also looked over some components for a computer. I came up with a system that would cost about what the higher tiers of the mid-level machines at the major companies would cost and yet would operate comparably to the middle of the upper tier machines runs, or faster, and at about half the cost. I would guess this would easily vie, in some areas, with even the high end machines. There are some problems, however. First, compatibility issues. I simply do not have the means currently at my disposal to ensure all the parts work together. A little more study might or might not secure that surety. A call to a few places might get that information, if I could be sure of the right source. Further, some of the system is a bit more complicated, or new to me, than what I have done in the past. I am looking at a raid 10 hard drive system, for example. I do not think that will be complicated to set up, but it will be new. Then again, this is almost pipedream stuff, for a few months at least. I could push it financially but that usually is not a good plan. With age comes wisdom... I hope. At least it gives me time to check things more thoroughly.
When discussing the new plan and some other things with my mother, she discussed my brother's difficulty in working with the V.A. He retired from the service with severe back problems. He kept on working, setting aside his health issues, as he did not get enough from retirement to not work and at that time he could not get concurrent disability and retirement incomes. Well, after his emergency back surgery, he is nearly crippled. And, he may have to go back in for another surgery. From bowel to bladder, foot to back, he simply is not functioning properly and may never again, operating at what the doctors say is 10% function. So, I suggested some things. First, getting in contact with the Disabled Veterans of America and the Paralyzed American Veterans (since he has spinal issues). She had me look up the closest reps and get her the contact information. Done and done, hopefully she has already passed that on.
I found out, personally if accidentally, that the V.A. will do as little as it can on it's own, even if it knows better, on these cases. I joined the D.A.V. simply because they had been kind while I was hospitalized. I merely patronized them, to my way of thinking. It ended up that, with my gift and their becoming aware of my situation, my case was resolved after a decade of being ignored. The D.A.V. really does make every effort to get the right things done for the right people. It is difficult, for some of us, to even admit that we are down. It is harder still to ask for help in order which might prove we are down. Men will be men, even when we are crushed and broken. Still, that is a good thing. It is nice to retain some dignity. I suppose we all, at times, must learn when, where, and how to surrender though. Bah!
All that and a few other things on the books. My new cellphone is in, which I get at no cost since it is being discontinued (a Blackberry flip-phone). I did not have time to pick it up today, but tomorrow I do not think I will have quite as much going on. I will not, if I have any choice, work with another Microdisaster item if I can. Blackberry is both more secure, easier to use, and actually fun. Or, that has been my experience to date. I am surprised the Blackberry smart flip-phone is leaving the market though. I am really looking forward to getting it.
Yes, complex. Life is very difficult, when viewed from the passenger seat. But in the driver seat all that is necessary, and much that is not, gets done in some sort of fashion and order that does not seem possible. One little bit at a time. Even I can do it sometimes while half asleep, hungry, and grumpy. That is it for today. A little bit back to my old writing style, a little me-ism, but perhaps an inspiring tale of the cripple who sometimes can get things done.
Have a good day.
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I have actually had a slightly active, fairly useful, somewhat interesting day. Something I keep realizing is that the world we live in is seemingly impossibly complicated. It honestly amazes me that anything gets done, gets completed correctly, or is understood. If you take a moment to look at what is happening, not even on a grand scale but the little things within our personal lives, it can seem overwhelming. And yet, for most people and sometimes even me, it all works.
I thought I had tended my cellphone bill last time they called. Nope, though it ends up being a good thing. After talking on the phone with one of their collection agents, who in the end began to treat me quite kindly, I figured out the problem with the last call, paid the bill, got set up on a new calling package which will solve this problem, and set up automatic pay again. It looks like my bank initially was set to pay it but decided not to do so and canceled the thing because of how large the bill was (good for them, I say). So, now my Mom can talk to my brother as much as they have been while he is recovering from his last surgery and potentially heading into another surgery. And, I can do that without worry about going broke. On top of that, by switching plans Verizon was willing to release a nice little slice of the expense from my bill.
I also looked over some components for a computer. I came up with a system that would cost about what the higher tiers of the mid-level machines at the major companies would cost and yet would operate comparably to the middle of the upper tier machines runs, or faster, and at about half the cost. I would guess this would easily vie, in some areas, with even the high end machines. There are some problems, however. First, compatibility issues. I simply do not have the means currently at my disposal to ensure all the parts work together. A little more study might or might not secure that surety. A call to a few places might get that information, if I could be sure of the right source. Further, some of the system is a bit more complicated, or new to me, than what I have done in the past. I am looking at a raid 10 hard drive system, for example. I do not think that will be complicated to set up, but it will be new. Then again, this is almost pipedream stuff, for a few months at least. I could push it financially but that usually is not a good plan. With age comes wisdom... I hope. At least it gives me time to check things more thoroughly.
When discussing the new plan and some other things with my mother, she discussed my brother's difficulty in working with the V.A. He retired from the service with severe back problems. He kept on working, setting aside his health issues, as he did not get enough from retirement to not work and at that time he could not get concurrent disability and retirement incomes. Well, after his emergency back surgery, he is nearly crippled. And, he may have to go back in for another surgery. From bowel to bladder, foot to back, he simply is not functioning properly and may never again, operating at what the doctors say is 10% function. So, I suggested some things. First, getting in contact with the Disabled Veterans of America and the Paralyzed American Veterans (since he has spinal issues). She had me look up the closest reps and get her the contact information. Done and done, hopefully she has already passed that on.
I found out, personally if accidentally, that the V.A. will do as little as it can on it's own, even if it knows better, on these cases. I joined the D.A.V. simply because they had been kind while I was hospitalized. I merely patronized them, to my way of thinking. It ended up that, with my gift and their becoming aware of my situation, my case was resolved after a decade of being ignored. The D.A.V. really does make every effort to get the right things done for the right people. It is difficult, for some of us, to even admit that we are down. It is harder still to ask for help in order which might prove we are down. Men will be men, even when we are crushed and broken. Still, that is a good thing. It is nice to retain some dignity. I suppose we all, at times, must learn when, where, and how to surrender though. Bah!
All that and a few other things on the books. My new cellphone is in, which I get at no cost since it is being discontinued (a Blackberry flip-phone). I did not have time to pick it up today, but tomorrow I do not think I will have quite as much going on. I will not, if I have any choice, work with another Microdisaster item if I can. Blackberry is both more secure, easier to use, and actually fun. Or, that has been my experience to date. I am surprised the Blackberry smart flip-phone is leaving the market though. I am really looking forward to getting it.
Yes, complex. Life is very difficult, when viewed from the passenger seat. But in the driver seat all that is necessary, and much that is not, gets done in some sort of fashion and order that does not seem possible. One little bit at a time. Even I can do it sometimes while half asleep, hungry, and grumpy. That is it for today. A little bit back to my old writing style, a little me-ism, but perhaps an inspiring tale of the cripple who sometimes can get things done.
Have a good day.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Respectability.
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There are things I would like to see come back into play after these decadent decades. Politicians who we can and should believe, civil obedience or at worst proper civil disobedience where civil is the key word, rational relationships between men and women, a proper place for men and women, and things like decency, mutual civility, proper education, and of course, respectability.
What does the term "respectable" mean? I am sure there might be any number of dictionary definitions. Perhaps one of them would describe the term perfectly. But that is not where I get my definitions. I get them from a living world in which I have seen the terms come to life and so have more than simply a wrote understanding. Respectable means living, dressing, and relating to people and the other parts of our world in such a manner so as to create a sense that the viewers would wish to emulate that grouping of behaviors.
To that end, on my medium term goal sheet I have a number of items which are not merely survival items. Two suits, a number of ties, shirts, undershirts, shoes, and associated accessories are on my list. Beyond that, I have worked diligently to keep certain words and behaviors within easy reach as I go about living. Among the ones that top my list, "Thank you.", "You are welcome.", "May I help you?", and the list goes on from there. These are not simple cast off terms either, they are meant deeply, they are sincere. Further, should I ask how you are, I am actually asking. I will spend the time to find out, good or ill. As well, if I choose to interact with you or be around you, since I really do have a choice, understand it is genuine.
This is what I would like to see happening everywhere. I did shortcut society changes by moving to where such situations are more likely to occur natively. Some places may never have this capacity, such as large cities and multicultural settings as people simply do not have common grounds from which to begin and the stresses introduced by both scenarios make everything that occurs merely appearance only politeness, at the very best if quite often much worse, at least from what I have seen.
As the world is changing politically, I have a feeling that normalcy, actual genuine interaction and kindness, and some semblances of sanity all have some chance at a reemergence. I will continue to plan for the worst. But with that, too, I would like to begin planning for the best as well. I think to be a fully functioning part of one it would only naturally lead to being a part of the other. No good sword, I should think, only cuts one way.
Yes, hope is on the horizon as hopeychangey gets ready to be flushed. I know it is a long shot, a long way off, and tenuous yet. But the sharp peels of freedom from the cracking political ice which has threatened us have been increasing in volume and frequency recently. Even in my own personal ice chamber, I can hear and see the changes and the possibilities they bring. Respectability really could be coming back.
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There are things I would like to see come back into play after these decadent decades. Politicians who we can and should believe, civil obedience or at worst proper civil disobedience where civil is the key word, rational relationships between men and women, a proper place for men and women, and things like decency, mutual civility, proper education, and of course, respectability.
What does the term "respectable" mean? I am sure there might be any number of dictionary definitions. Perhaps one of them would describe the term perfectly. But that is not where I get my definitions. I get them from a living world in which I have seen the terms come to life and so have more than simply a wrote understanding. Respectable means living, dressing, and relating to people and the other parts of our world in such a manner so as to create a sense that the viewers would wish to emulate that grouping of behaviors.
To that end, on my medium term goal sheet I have a number of items which are not merely survival items. Two suits, a number of ties, shirts, undershirts, shoes, and associated accessories are on my list. Beyond that, I have worked diligently to keep certain words and behaviors within easy reach as I go about living. Among the ones that top my list, "Thank you.", "You are welcome.", "May I help you?", and the list goes on from there. These are not simple cast off terms either, they are meant deeply, they are sincere. Further, should I ask how you are, I am actually asking. I will spend the time to find out, good or ill. As well, if I choose to interact with you or be around you, since I really do have a choice, understand it is genuine.
This is what I would like to see happening everywhere. I did shortcut society changes by moving to where such situations are more likely to occur natively. Some places may never have this capacity, such as large cities and multicultural settings as people simply do not have common grounds from which to begin and the stresses introduced by both scenarios make everything that occurs merely appearance only politeness, at the very best if quite often much worse, at least from what I have seen.
As the world is changing politically, I have a feeling that normalcy, actual genuine interaction and kindness, and some semblances of sanity all have some chance at a reemergence. I will continue to plan for the worst. But with that, too, I would like to begin planning for the best as well. I think to be a fully functioning part of one it would only naturally lead to being a part of the other. No good sword, I should think, only cuts one way.
Yes, hope is on the horizon as hopeychangey gets ready to be flushed. I know it is a long shot, a long way off, and tenuous yet. But the sharp peels of freedom from the cracking political ice which has threatened us have been increasing in volume and frequency recently. Even in my own personal ice chamber, I can hear and see the changes and the possibilities they bring. Respectability really could be coming back.
Bam!
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Another wall hit. As I try and get going again, I keep running into invisible walls and falling down. At least I am not stuck in bed. And, every few days I seem to be able to get out. But I am running into my prison walls a lot more often lately. No worries, I will keep fighting. I just had to share a little of my misery. Now, back to regularly scheduled programming.
So many good ideas out there and so much conservative juice flowing. I just love these last few weeks. I may not be able to add to it by being very active, but inactive and happy is good. I do not know if I have ever indicated that blue is a magic color for me. It soothes me, I even dream of electric blue. That dream tells me all is good or otherwise soothes my savage aspect. Fishy2Me has put something up that just floored me, and made me feel good just because. The rest of you seem to be energized, and I have been eating it up.
And, I did clean the master and guest bathrooms (minus the shower, but it is still in pretty good shape). I have designs to hit the kitchen next. And then I plan on sweeping and mopping where needed. This home is easy to clean and fun to clean, really. If I just had a little more juice, I would do it more often. Still, things are being done and I am doing when I can.
I am excited about politics again, and ready to read the news along with blogs, more. All we have is the power to stop a few things, at the moment. It is similar to the having been in the wilds of Africa with a really big gun and no ammunition. Well, we found 5 to 10 rounds for our elephant gun. We are still on foot, we are still few, we have small caliber guns for small game and can stay alive, but we have just one big gun and little ammo. Oh, and water is scarce and since we need to move to get out, it will continue to be a scarcity, something we will have to salvage, manufacture, find, and clean. I still dream of getting to an inn, with beds, windows, baths, food and water on tap, and a chance at an eventual trip back home to a sane world.
But damn it, if we get out of this, I will kick any asshat who votes for this wilderness madness right in the balls. I am thinking we best have a civil war, when we are in a position, to make sure this never happens again. And the first people we will kick out of our nation are any corruptocrats in the UN. We need to end the UN as we know it and build a coalition of the willing. Got to have long term goals when in a survival situation. The will, even if solid as a rock, only goes so far.
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Another wall hit. As I try and get going again, I keep running into invisible walls and falling down. At least I am not stuck in bed. And, every few days I seem to be able to get out. But I am running into my prison walls a lot more often lately. No worries, I will keep fighting. I just had to share a little of my misery. Now, back to regularly scheduled programming.
So many good ideas out there and so much conservative juice flowing. I just love these last few weeks. I may not be able to add to it by being very active, but inactive and happy is good. I do not know if I have ever indicated that blue is a magic color for me. It soothes me, I even dream of electric blue. That dream tells me all is good or otherwise soothes my savage aspect. Fishy2Me has put something up that just floored me, and made me feel good just because. The rest of you seem to be energized, and I have been eating it up.
And, I did clean the master and guest bathrooms (minus the shower, but it is still in pretty good shape). I have designs to hit the kitchen next. And then I plan on sweeping and mopping where needed. This home is easy to clean and fun to clean, really. If I just had a little more juice, I would do it more often. Still, things are being done and I am doing when I can.
I am excited about politics again, and ready to read the news along with blogs, more. All we have is the power to stop a few things, at the moment. It is similar to the having been in the wilds of Africa with a really big gun and no ammunition. Well, we found 5 to 10 rounds for our elephant gun. We are still on foot, we are still few, we have small caliber guns for small game and can stay alive, but we have just one big gun and little ammo. Oh, and water is scarce and since we need to move to get out, it will continue to be a scarcity, something we will have to salvage, manufacture, find, and clean. I still dream of getting to an inn, with beds, windows, baths, food and water on tap, and a chance at an eventual trip back home to a sane world.
But damn it, if we get out of this, I will kick any asshat who votes for this wilderness madness right in the balls. I am thinking we best have a civil war, when we are in a position, to make sure this never happens again. And the first people we will kick out of our nation are any corruptocrats in the UN. We need to end the UN as we know it and build a coalition of the willing. Got to have long term goals when in a survival situation. The will, even if solid as a rock, only goes so far.
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