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WHERE DOES ALL THE TIME GO?

June 14, 2011 Leave a comment

“It is better to pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than to fade and wither dismally with age.” – James Joyce

Where the hell did the old 24 hours a day go. Approaching 65 (quickly) hours have been compressed into half hours or extended into four hours. Examples: At work 8 hours=32 hours. At home 16 hours=8 hours. Oh, and the need for sleep has increased which cuts further into that eight hours I thought I had to cook, read, do laundry, sleep, watch meaningless tv and carry on a meaningful conversation with the man who adores me.

This aging thing is really is beginning to suck big time. We are all told about the obvious things that happen. Dropping body parts, drying skin, aching joints and on and on and on. But there are the things they forgot to mention. Shrinking bladder means not a full night’s sleep and if I make it another ten years I may have to invent a toilet bed, oh, wait, that’s a “home” isn’t it.

And what’s with this “liver spot” thing? You can play connect the dots on the back of my hands and I’m sure they are in the places on my body where I can no longer see. (These places increase hyper-proportionately with the years.) Now, the big news about these little spots is: They also accumulate in your brain! So, that name you were trying to remember in that movie (the name escapes me) is now occupied by a “liver spot.” Oh, joy.

Did I mention that the fat proportion in your body weight increases? So, who knew? My ass, that’s who. Our nerves start to deteriorate, oh, that doesn’t matter, you can’t see that so it doesn’t count. And if you hide 99% of the rest of your body none of it matters. That is until you realize you are now a lizard and your skin sheds nightly and you spend more on moisturizer than the country is spending on wars. (Oops, got a little political there.)

The ability to concentrate diminishes. Tie that with ADD and the next thing you know, well, you don’t know, that’s the problem. Ability to read more than half an hour at a time. Gone… Ability to remember becomes replaced with, “Huh? what was I saying?” Ability to multi-task drops to ability to walk from one room to the other and know why. Sometimes.

Where I am going with all of this? I forgot. Oh, yeah, I really want to do something…I just can’t decide. Read, yeah, that was it. Now where did I put my Nook?

HOW THE WORLD REALLY WORKS

June 11, 2011 Leave a comment

I suppose that none of us should be surprised by this. Reality takes up a very small portion in the world as we see it. I am constantly having my jaw drop to the floor as I scream “WTF” only in expanded form. I use the internet as a diversion. Not necessarily as a diversion from the world, but as a way to learn more about the world.

I am constantly running across views that we never see if we read the local newspaper, watch the national news or even spend a reasonable amount of time listening to public radio. Does this make me feel any better? Hell, no. Instead I am find myself using facebook as a forum for my views on the world. I post articles, cartoons and opinions that fall into my field of thinking.

What does that mean? It means I get to read something, approve it and share it. But, where are my opinions about this. Oh, someone else is going to show them to you. Sometimes I may have an opinion worth sharing.Or, have I become so lazy that I just let others think for me? Is that my new reality? Hopefully, I will start to change that as I have made a commitment to myself to participate instead of just watch the world go by.

While the days of overt activism may be over, I can share these opinions on the WWW and get some of this internal ranting out there for you to enjoy. Bon appetit!

Here’s the link that the above graphic comes from.

You Couldn’t Pay Me Enough to do This For a Living

December 8, 2009 Leave a comment

I think computers, cars, televisions, etc. should be in my life as only on/off, perform items. Not the kind of thing that has to be hooked up, networked, installed, troubleshot(?). Therefore, my entire day today was spent doing something that other people get paid a lot of money to do and I get a tight gut over.

At least Hubby’s new laptop and fax/printer are hooked up, the other printer moved and networked and I don’t care that the NEWHP does not recognize the laptop, the laptop has no problem find it.

Now, my opinion on VISTA…what a piece of crap. Let’s see, can we come up with a new model of something that doesn’t resemble the old XP at all and only requires the purchase of a $30 instruction manual to figure out the Control Panel. Ridiculous. I think all the good techies are now working on open source software and Microsoft is stuck with the people who rank with developers who build crappy parking ramps.

Think about it.

Why Does A 63 Year Old Woman Need a Doo Rag?

December 7, 2009 Leave a comment

Here’s why.

I have the finest hair in America. Right up there with baby down. It used to be thicker, but it appears I may be fighting female hair thinning syndrome.

The biggest problem is that my hair mats. When I wake up in the morning, I have a mat of hair on the back of head that has to be slowly pulled apart and delicately combed so as not to remove any hair that is already too eager to fall out. Now, since Duluth has an ethnic minority of only 6.3 % and of that only 1.6% are identified as black, you can imagine that black hair care products are not on every shelf.

K-Mart…Episode 1

Me: Do you sell doo rags?
Helpful Clerk: Sure, they are right over here.
(Leads me down a row and turns left)
Helpful Clerk: They are right…umm, they used to be, uh, I know we used to have them. I guess we don’t carry them anymore. You know, there aren’t a lot of “African” people in Duluth.
(I did really well in not pointing out that in the pictures of the “African” people I have seen, I have never seen a Masaii Tribesman with a doo rag.)
Oh, well. I am not too far from a Walgreens.

Walgreens…Episode 2

Me: Do you have any doo rags?
Clerk from Beauty Products section wearing far too much Product: Not really. We quit carrying them because they weren’t selling. You might try the Walgreens down on 11th Ave East. They have more Black people in that neighborhood.
Me: Thank you. (Said while biting my tongue and praying that blood wasn’t running out of the corner of my mouth.)

At this point in time, I’m beginning to think I won’t need a doo rag since I will be pulling my hair out by the roots and bypassing the need for any hair products. The conversations with the help at any more stores would only land me in jail. Folks, it’s almost 2010, I don’t believe there is any reason for even passive racism to exist any more. Yet it does.

Anyway, my new doo rag is made out of a jersey pillow case and will work just find. Don’t think I’ll be running out in the ‘hood to see the reactions of people. I feel good that I solved my own problem. I don’t feel so good that passive racism is still alive and well in my city or anywhere else, for that matter.

I Am Too Smart for My Own Good

December 6, 2009 Leave a comment

Paleo-Future – Paleo-Future Blog – Oil and Gas Will Eventually be Exhausted (1909).

Well, lookie lookie. This blog provider has a doo-hickey (Press This) that allows me to grab posts from the “interweb” and post on this page. I’m telling you, life doesn’t get much better than this.

This is only evidence that we have no sense as a people if they were writing about this in 1909 and have done little or nothing to address this problem.

‘Nuff said.

I Fought the Swine and I Won

December 6, 2009 Leave a comment

It is now day 14 of the ongoing fight and I finally feel like I have rounded a corner. I have thoughts of getting up and doing things. How many things I could do or to what level remains to be seen. All I know is if anyone else out there had swine flu, I am so-o-o sorry.
I am going to see if I can connect this to my facebook page. Starting a new blog that isn’t on blogger is an intimidating action. My goal is to change what had been my previous bent. Or, vision. Or, whatever. My friend Kirk changed to WordPress a long time ago, in fact, I think it was about the time I quit posting on blogger.

It seems to be a little more “organized” and besides, every blogger blog looks like every other blogger blog. I will definitely try and be more productive. We’ll see.

Anybody want to go dancing?

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