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If you want something fun then take a look at this music video. 🙂
Man ... I love this song and the video too. It's just so sweet. 🙂
I saw this today, and it made me think about creation, and the drive to be "good." Who defines good? Who gets that power? Choosing who we trust to tell us when something is indeed "good," that's just as pertinent as creation for the sake of it, I think.
Apparently I have a dirty mind.
An advertisement said "Hey, Guys! Riding Toys here, get yours now!"
And ... I did NOT think of a scooter right away.
Ohhhh ... yeah. Introspective, cool, strange, Indie. My favorite combo. 🙂
This one ... it starts slow. But. Wow. I love it.
Listening to country getting into the spirit for the story I'm writing. And this song ... god, it's so catchy.
First, I'm fine. Second .. this just wanted out. So here it is ... a tiny, unstructured nothing.
Have you ever stared into the dark
just praying for the light?
Have you any hope to understand
the absolute of night?
We both know the answer.
And I hope you never do.
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What @mollyhousemouse said goes for me as well, Wayne.
It's usually dark around me, so I'm used to seeing or looking out from within. I don't pray for the light. I know it's there. I see it, like stars in the distance. As a kid I always looked to the stars as my one salvation from the living hell I endured back then. The stars were always silent, though. Distant, unreachable, and silent.
For almost 55 years I've existed, though it's not much of a life. That's not to say my will is weak. It's actually very strong, and it's all that I have.
Thank you for your stories. Although the characters are fictional, they touch a piece of me that takes comfort in knowing that someone like you has an inkling of unfathomable situations people can put others into, or what fate deems fit. Thanks again.
I just wrote the most sexually tense scene of my life that didn't end in sex.
Oh, this is fun. 😈
Working on my new story. After thinking about it, and chatting with a fellow author, I've changed the title of the story to "Unlabeled Love". I've a chapter written, and my outline is up to Chapter nine. Before I write another word of plot I'm finishing this outline. I wanna get it right, and doing that is pretty much required for me to write anything beyond five chapters. Otherwise, it turns into a meandering mess and half-finished plotlines. Can't have that.
Though, I can't wait to be done outlining, damn it.
I'm writing. Writing. Writing. And it feels good. 🙂
Tonight, I'm in charge of dinner. I'm making homemade chicken strips, and I'm attempting to reproduce one of our favorite french fry recipes from a local brewery.
Giving these a try, with the addition of Parmesan cheese and fresh ground black pepper. I'm not making nearly as many either; one mid-sized potato each will do it for us.
Rounding things out with broccoli slaw in a homemade dressing (I've tried it, and at least I know that will be good!).
I'm looking forward to it!
I wrote one of those scenes today.
One of those where you sit back, read it over a few times and wonder how the hell you're going to get back to good.
Some songs are made for waking up to.
"What kind of abomination puts cheese in curry?!"
My next, completely new story is going to start with that line. I have no idea what will come after, but it will have a good foundation, as you can see.
10.5 hr days for the foreseeable future to keep things running.
If I feel a bit absent, that's why.
Okay ... back to it.
Wine is not NEARLY enough tonight.
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I had an employee bring a gun to work.
He has a concealed carry, and he wasn't threatening anybody ... but that doesn't make it okay.
Some places (like schools, and places empowered to hand over prescriptions for narcotics - like my clinic) are completely off limits to firearms, unless you're an agent of the law.
This guy ... I've tried so hard over the last five years to make it work for him. He's had so many problems throughout the years, and I've always managed to make it work regardless. He's a person who is difficult to employ - someone I thought I could coach, and slap patches on his oddities in order to keep him working and productive.
But I can't fix this. He's done.
I shouldn't laugh at another man's pain.
But I did. I certainly did.
"Why can't you just let someone take care of you? Huh? Why can't you let him love you?"
Those eyes, muddled blue and green, stared into mine. I continued. "He said he loved you. What are you going to tell him?"
More staring, then a frown of uncertainty.
"I don't know." It was only a whisper - all I could manage as I turned away to leave the mirror and rejoin my date in the living room.
It's very odd the things that come to me ... unprompted and simply there.
I am tooling about on the internet, looking through Pinterest at various pages that have writing/creative stuff. I found this.
So what makes a monster?
Man ... that's a good, unexpectedly deep question.
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A retired police detective once told me "there is a little monster in almost everyone and big ones in those who didn't learn to control it as a child." He said this in response to my question "how could anyone do that?" He was a long-time member of our metro major case squad and had seen a lot over thirty years....
That is a very interesting question ... think about fictional monsters, like frankenstein's monster, or cujo ... The Monster in Frankenstein is what he was made from, but there is part of him that is gentle. He did not ask to be what he is, he was given no choice. Cujo also is a product of a disease, poor thing, both of them made me sad for them.
I think our real life human killers... monsters, like Hitler and his gang, serial killers ... are what we need to be afraid ofs others too but its too political for here.
Sharks are considered monsters but they aren't, they are what they are and if we don't respect that, then we could be killed by them. But they are not monsters.
My nephew was given streetproofing when he was little. His mom told me that he went through all that and then said, 'But they aren't strangers if they wear suits right?' He was like 6yo. It's a shame we have rip kid's innocence from them.
Anyway.. i've gone on past my 2 minute limit..
@Daddydavek yeah, I'd agree with him. Some are worse. This one I met while working to stop child pornography. This particular person (I use that term lightly) took me all my training not to put through the wall. I'm a fairly calm, in control person, but what he said to me was just beyond the pale. I had to interrupt the interview and leave the room. He was a monster pure and simple.
I just had this moment.
I'm on my lunch, watching a video I've watched probably half a dozen times on installing this solar system. I kept shaking my head when he was talking about "AC input" because I assumed that meant I'd have to do WIRING. Like, from the electrical box.
"All you have to do is plug the male end we just wired onto the charge controller into an outlet. Easy!" That aforementioned wiring was exceedingly simple. Literally three colored wires that even I could do.
I've watched this thing multiple times, and always felt that I had been missing something. Well, now I know.
And now I know I can hook up solar and batteries to our house. Considering how many times we've lost power over the last two years this is genuinely something we're going to discuss.
By the way ... the young guy in the video is so damn cute. Not attractive to me, but just ... cute. Like a puppy!
"I've been trapped down in this valley,
Staring up at the peak.
With a load that's hard to carry,
And a vow I've yet to keep ..."
Song lyrics ... in process.