Ok boys and girls, I accidentally find myself in the middle of a nice little noir story with private dicks and long-legged damsels in distress wearing high heels and 38-packing roscoes! I never thought I’d really write a piece like this. I’m having a blast. And the girl… Ooolala ;-)

This will end up around novella length and I am taking this piece very seriously so I may be a touch sporadic in posting to the blog. When I get this to a stage that is beyond the rough draft I may post some of it for your comments.

OBAMA LINKED TO JFK MURDER–

The conservative think tank, the Conservative Research And Policy (CRAP), today released the results of their extensive study in into the JFK murder and revealed that Obama was the Grassy Knoll Gunman in the in 1963. Their research showed that the angle of the shot from the knoll could have only come from a two year old shooter and as Obama was only about two at the time then he must be the guy!

SUPERHERO BARACK SAVES THE DAY–

In other new the President today put on his superhero cape and saved the day for a family whose house was on fire. The President built and place a tall column of twenty dollar bills to support the structure while firemen rescued the family in distress.

Congress, excited that the President used twenties instead of hundred dollar bills was set to pass a resolution asking the Nobel Committee to give The President the Nobel Prize for Economics next year.

TOM CRUISE NEWS–

He is still a doofus.

IN OTHER NEWS–

On the TV today Sarah Palin makes yet another appearance on Oprah, this time to complain about helicopters not having plug-ins for her curling iron. She says it is hard to hunt moose and curl her new do at the same time.

Today is the first day since 1989 that neither Madonna nor Angelina have adopted a kid.

Paying care to
Every curve, bump and groan-
Driving in the fog

So spending a month paring down all my internet activities has been fun. I think that I have figured out what all I want to do… Just not too sure how to go about it.

When I set up all the fun stuff, like email, youtube, picasa etc, I set them up with my callsign in my account names. Now I am thinking that was not the wisest choice that I could’ve made from a security viewpoint.

I also have different account names to all those sites. I am not too sure how it ended up that way but it did.

I have another account floating around out there and my account names are the same on all those accounts. I thought about moving my internet life over to that account but I have a BUNCH of files on the old account.

So I dunno…

I have cleaned out my Facebook of all the people that I really don’t know. It is pretty much all family and friends now, though there may be another round of cuts coming. I want to keep the number of FB contacts down so I can read and process what everyone is saying. I put FB back on my phone today.

All the feeds for this blog have disappeared too. Any hits that this blog receives will be ones that come here uncoerced.

The blog will just be me being me. I guess that is what it always was really. Now, though, I have no high and noble goals for it. If you need preaching or political nonsense there are millions of them out there. Nothing I could ever say would distinguish me from the herd. Therefore, this blog will be where my ranting is printed as well as my more creative stuff, even some stuff which may offend some of my friends.

So I guess that is where we are at the moment.

Cottage cheese
nasty, nasty, yuck-
who wants it?

Reading catalog
of books on simplicity-
life without power

Full moon reveals shadows
Fear grows chilling hearts and minds-
The DaVinci Code

Female eskimoes
stand at the doors add layers-
their man braves the cold

Huddled together
the flock seeks safety and warmth-
Starbux is busy

The silence calls out,

warmth disappears, heater hums
the bed sings the chorus

Sunlight breaks the blinds

and floods into the bedroom-
the cat cleans herself

swarm of ladybugs
storm the Overlord’s domain-
Monarch wafts away

I wonder what we will discover if we open our open our eyes and look.

We keep books so we can keep track of our money and squander our lives.

Which one is really more important?

When Saint Peter Plays back the tape of our lives  how surprised we will be to see how much of our lives was wasted on minutiae like television and web browsing. We are all griping about not having any time, but how does one not “have time?”

How many of us have ever tried to justify our time? It starts with making a simple accounting of where we were and what we did. Do any of us ever think about what we are doing or do we just do it?

Monks of several different religions pause several times a day and make a mental note of exactly where they are and what they are doing. No subjective adjectives in this procedure, just a simple and candid observation of the reality around them. If they are digging hole in the ground then they say to themselves that they are digging holes in the ground.

The first step in dealing with an alcoholic is admitting thay you are an alcoholic, that is facing reality. Perhaps the first step to spiritual growth is facing reality, period.

The Japanese have a small literary tradition of poetic diaries. These diaries are usually filled with poems about the courts of the Emperor or they are travel journals.  An interesting project might be to stop several times each day and write a haiku (or senryu) about what is going on, right now this very moment. Haiku are tight snapshots of life. This wouldn’t be hard to do.

Then after a month or so of doing this it might be interesting to go back and read this “Uta Nikki” and see where we really do spend our time.