Saturday, August 25, 2012

Not bad if not quite good yet either.

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I received an email thanking me for letting the group know I would not be helping today, and offering assistance if needed.  There is no help anyone can lend however.  While tonight was relatively pain free, I have to keep eating aspirin.  It is right there, the pain, on the verge, and butts in once in a while.  The stomach is still a bit topsy-turvy too.  I almost suspect the rawer chicken from the other night, but that illness usually doesn't include this kind of headache.  But mostly it was a relatively calm night.

I love being able to comment again.  There is nothing like being able to not just hear but speak as well.  I love blogging for the very reason that we can reach out and... speak our minds.  Oh, I know, some people would rather I just sit right down and drink a tall glass of shut the hell up.  I don't agree with... anybody, sometimes.  And, really, I don't think I am supposed to agree, more so if I don't, somewhat so if for no other reason than to gently shake to tree to see what falls out, why, and how.  Whether I am simply asking a question or asking a pointed question, I like people to think.  Even if I agree with most of what they say, I might still have reservations, actually I always have reservations, even about what I think.  Never worry, I would have flabbergasted Christ.  He might have particularly asked me to walk on water with Him... with... mildly dark intentions... if you know what I mean?  I know my mother... has had... thoughts.  Bless her poor soul.  I am not an easy thing to consume.  Still, I am what I am.  I am my Father's child.  So... neee!

Another handful of aspirin and it is time for bed.  The nights have been nice and cool, almost to the point of being crisp.  Still, a little rain would be nice.  It is too late for the crop, but rain would go into places for next year, but more... it would just feel good.  It isn't seeming to be on the horizon though.  Anyway... good night, and good morning.

2 comments:

  1. Contrary for the sake of contrariness sometimes...

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  2. Well, I actually try not to be simply contrarian, save in play. Then I try to make that loop as big and dumb as possible, for easy vilification, shooting down, or whatever. I just, honestly, disagree with people being lazy about the whys and wherefores. Or just as often I simply disagree with the goals, methods, or "unintended consequences" or both. Even if I agree with those to a degree, I want to make sure that someone who has invoked a notion understands, absolutely, the cost.

    I believe in home cooked meals. I also know I can't do it without a woman backing me up strongly. It wouldn't be every night, if left to me, either. So, three squares a day would take a dedicated woman, with me as... really... third "pitcher", not even second. Now, all that would mean some woman giving up her "career", which would probably mean I would expect children (which I do), and it would be a tough life, all around. There is so much to some statements, pronouncements, and such. And I see things right to the bone, even my own wants, wishes, hopes, personal and public goals and notions. But... none of it is easy. Some people don't consider the little details.

    I don't say more because... sometimes it isn't my place and sometimes it would mean nothing. Telling some kids to behave will work, but only if they have been raised at least half right to begin with. Telling hoodlums to behave is useless. With them, only the threat of serious violence will dissuade them from their thuggery. Something like that.

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