Wandering
The greater the imagination, the richer the mental landscape, the harder it is to get out of your head and live in the real world.
Morning Funnies
Son's friend on the way to school - "I think Harry Potter would have been a better movie if I'd gone to the bathroom before the movie.
Son's other friend (wearing ski cap and shorts - "What!? It's slushing! It's not supposed to slush. Where's the snow?"
Heard on the radio concerning an imminent winter storm -
Anchor 1, "I hope this isn't a haberdashery of the year to come."
Anchor 2, "What? We're all going to be wearing hats?"
Son's other friend (wearing ski cap and shorts - "What!? It's slushing! It's not supposed to slush. Where's the snow?"
Heard on the radio concerning an imminent winter storm -
Anchor 1, "I hope this isn't a haberdashery of the year to come."
Anchor 2, "What? We're all going to be wearing hats?"
Type A ...
I am not.
Thought, gee, with this NaNoWriMo thing, I could use it as an exercise to make better use of my time. I know the principles of time management and goal setting - I've even taught classes on it - but I am a hardcore Type B person. More so than I realized.
I've been trying to set a schedule for myself - and I can't even get around to making the schedule. I just do. No plan. No goals. If something needs to be done - I do it. Otherwise there is no urgency.
I know it's possible to force a Type B into Type A mode - at least I think it's possible - maybe, but from where I sit I've been entrenched in my mode of operation waaaay too long. Time for a reboot.
Thought, gee, with this NaNoWriMo thing, I could use it as an exercise to make better use of my time. I know the principles of time management and goal setting - I've even taught classes on it - but I am a hardcore Type B person. More so than I realized.
I've been trying to set a schedule for myself - and I can't even get around to making the schedule. I just do. No plan. No goals. If something needs to be done - I do it. Otherwise there is no urgency.
I know it's possible to force a Type B into Type A mode - at least I think it's possible - maybe, but from where I sit I've been entrenched in my mode of operation waaaay too long. Time for a reboot.
Back Story
OK, trying the National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) - so I might have a few more thoughts than normal. (Insert empty head joke here) I am rapidly growing a healthy, nay admirable, respect for the author that can reveal a complex back story without resorting to a load of exposition. How do you reveal the details without killing the pace of the story?
"He hit him."
"The grey-green sun shined off the sweat specked scales of his opponent as the boot-camp entrenched typical gut punch landed."
I've got to find a happy medium in there.
"He hit him."
"The grey-green sun shined off the sweat specked scales of his opponent as the boot-camp entrenched typical gut punch landed."
I've got to find a happy medium in there.
HOV Lane
Think about it. The only reason HOV lanes work, is because the vast majority of vehicles on the road only have one person in them. Create an inexpensive stylish green small-footprint/profile one-person vehicle and you've created lots of room on the road.
Sight Seeing
I dreamt I was working in a city. I was in a subway station. I had an appointment and I knew exactly how to get there, which trains to take and where to transfer. I walked up to the ticket counter and asked for a series of tickets which took me to several stops where there were sights I wanted to see, all at the cost of delaying my arrival for my appointment.
Why is it so many time in life we choose to delay our progress. We don't stray off the straight and narrow, we choose to turn aside and walk away.
Why is it so many time in life we choose to delay our progress. We don't stray off the straight and narrow, we choose to turn aside and walk away.
Kite Flying
A dream tethered by reality
A patch of color swimming in an azure sea
A goal at it's limits always straining to go farther
A piece of quiet exciting a grounded spectator
A patch of color swimming in an azure sea
A goal at it's limits always straining to go farther
A piece of quiet exciting a grounded spectator
Ahhhh...choo
Summer's ending. A late summer cold has tried to tell me to slow down. Unfortunately I haven't listened. I've kept up my normal pace, wearing down toward evening each day, and not feeling much better. Full day and travel tomorrow. When I get back I'll either be better, or so sick I have to take a couple of days off.
Which should I hope for?
Which should I hope for?
Reset
Cleaning off / up / out and starting over can be so refreshing. The past is done and gone. Life needs more reset buttons.
Praise
I dreamed of a coach trying to teach kids to pitch a baseball. He would walk behind them as they threw clapping and encouraging them each time they made a mistake, but once they got the hang of it the clapping stopped. One child puzzled over why the coach stopped praising their efforts, once they got it right. The realization was this -
Praise is only necessary until one becomes competent. Once competent, successful achievements provide the sense of accomplishment.
Praise is only necessary until one becomes competent. Once competent, successful achievements provide the sense of accomplishment.
Online
Why? I've come to the point, where I think to myself why do I need to be online. I have to be online for work, but otherwise I think real life holds more appeal for me. I don't want to spend my time gaming - although I would love to. I would be one to plug-in and ignore the outside world given the choice, but should virtual accomplishments and adventures come anywhere close to to the feelings and experiences of the real world?
Well...
so much for the increased activity on here. Sorry, Facebook lured me back, and so far haven't been hacked yet. Work is terribly busy (I know it's a good thing) and I need to learn to adjust and not react to stress and demands. Travelling a lot, but not taking pictures. Ready to rest.
The Emerald Isle
It was wonderful!!!!
We lost half a day due to Delta not being able to push their plane out from the gate in Boston, causing us to miss our connection in Amsterdam, but it was a small trouble in an otherwise thoroughly enjoyable adventure.
We landed in Dublin, caught our bus to Merrion Square, and walked around the corner to our hotel. Then we walked through Merrion Square, St. Stephen's Green, up Grafton Street and down Nassau Street. We ended up in Foley's for dinner, where we were introduced to Club Lemon (a soft drink) which was delicious, because they were out of Club Orange (our other favorite Irish drink). We were also introduced to the HUGE portions that seemed to be standard for every meal. Fish and chips that first night. Delicious!
The next day we went to catch our bus to Powerscourt and Glendalough, but the tour was cancelled (we were the only two that signed up), and ended up just going to Powerscourt instead. It's an old great house (read estate) with 50+ acres of manicured grounds. Beautiful grounds with several varieties of gardens. My favorite was the Japanese gardens and a little rock labyrinth area off to one side. My other favorite thing, was the little alcove they had for storing a rowboat. It was a "had to be there" thing, but really cool! We then returned, saw the book of Kells (fascinating, if a little overpriced, but you have to see it), and had an early dinner of crepes at Lemon, a cool little creperie that I wish would suddenly appear in Hillsboro. After dinner it was time for some pub hopping. We started with the Dawson Lounge, the smallest pub in Dublin. It's a little room in a basement off Dawson street, and holds maybe twenty people if everyone's standing. Then we went looking for music and ended up in the Temple Bar area and at long last found --- Oliver St. John Gogarty's --- Yes, we loved the music there. They have a regular line up of musicians that cycle through on some arbitrary schedule, so you never know who will be in playing, but the music was loud, good, and by the end of the trip we could even sing along with a few of the songs.
Next day was the hop on/hop off bus tour. Our two main stops were Dublin Castle (including the Charles Beatty library - houses an exceptional exhibit around religious art) and Kilmainham Gaol (a must if you want to understand the fiery passion for politics and freedom of Dubliners). We ended up the evening listening to some live music in The Blarney Inn, a pub closer to the hotel, but the highlight of the night was the snow! Yes, we saw it snow in Dublin, which according to the locals is rare indeed.
The next day was Sunday and we spent the better part of the day just going out to attend church with the Finglas Ward. A grand time was had by all, and yes the church is the same everywhere you go. On the way back to the hotel we dropped in to the National Museum of Archeology (I wanted to see the bog men) and were amazed at the quality and age of some of the pieces on display.
Overall a wonderful trip, experience, adventure ... just a good time all around.
We lost half a day due to Delta not being able to push their plane out from the gate in Boston, causing us to miss our connection in Amsterdam, but it was a small trouble in an otherwise thoroughly enjoyable adventure.
We landed in Dublin, caught our bus to Merrion Square, and walked around the corner to our hotel. Then we walked through Merrion Square, St. Stephen's Green, up Grafton Street and down Nassau Street. We ended up in Foley's for dinner, where we were introduced to Club Lemon (a soft drink) which was delicious, because they were out of Club Orange (our other favorite Irish drink). We were also introduced to the HUGE portions that seemed to be standard for every meal. Fish and chips that first night. Delicious!
The next day we went to catch our bus to Powerscourt and Glendalough, but the tour was cancelled (we were the only two that signed up), and ended up just going to Powerscourt instead. It's an old great house (read estate) with 50+ acres of manicured grounds. Beautiful grounds with several varieties of gardens. My favorite was the Japanese gardens and a little rock labyrinth area off to one side. My other favorite thing, was the little alcove they had for storing a rowboat. It was a "had to be there" thing, but really cool! We then returned, saw the book of Kells (fascinating, if a little overpriced, but you have to see it), and had an early dinner of crepes at Lemon, a cool little creperie that I wish would suddenly appear in Hillsboro. After dinner it was time for some pub hopping. We started with the Dawson Lounge, the smallest pub in Dublin. It's a little room in a basement off Dawson street, and holds maybe twenty people if everyone's standing. Then we went looking for music and ended up in the Temple Bar area and at long last found --- Oliver St. John Gogarty's --- Yes, we loved the music there. They have a regular line up of musicians that cycle through on some arbitrary schedule, so you never know who will be in playing, but the music was loud, good, and by the end of the trip we could even sing along with a few of the songs.
Next day was the hop on/hop off bus tour. Our two main stops were Dublin Castle (including the Charles Beatty library - houses an exceptional exhibit around religious art) and Kilmainham Gaol (a must if you want to understand the fiery passion for politics and freedom of Dubliners). We ended up the evening listening to some live music in The Blarney Inn, a pub closer to the hotel, but the highlight of the night was the snow! Yes, we saw it snow in Dublin, which according to the locals is rare indeed.
The next day was Sunday and we spent the better part of the day just going out to attend church with the Finglas Ward. A grand time was had by all, and yes the church is the same everywhere you go. On the way back to the hotel we dropped in to the National Museum of Archeology (I wanted to see the bog men) and were amazed at the quality and age of some of the pieces on display.
Overall a wonderful trip, experience, adventure ... just a good time all around.
New and improved ...
OK, this little piece of my life is about to get a lot more activity. I deactivated my Facebook accounts, and all that creativity will now show up here. Theoretically leading to more and better posts. We'll see.
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