Laying on my back, just watching the sky, on the boat...
Temporal Distortion from Randy Halverson on Vimeo.
Campy Out!
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Sorry I missed your instant message.....
I walked away from the PC and started fixing the dining table leg, and then got really into buffing the table top with four coats of paste wax and the random orbit car polisher. I noticed that I got a bunch of wax on the not so slippery Linoleum floor only to find that the floor is now wicked slippery.
I started to scrub the floor with Soft Scrub in an effort to remove the wax (good luck) on the now slippery and sudsy floor, when I realized I was late on my Parkinson's medicine and hadn't eaten. I cooked up and ate left over hamburger stew like a starving Basset Hound, washed the plastic "Parkinsonsproof" dishes, and started to carry my hand tools to the man shed only to remember that I hadn't taken my meds yet.
I shot back into the house, took my meds, ran back outside to shut the shed door, when I slipped in the grassy mud and landed straight on my ass! I sat in the muddy-grass-depressed-ass-print and rain a bit dazed, but the cool North West "drizzle" on my face felt cool and refreshing.
While looking up into the gray cloudy sky, I realized a couple of things:
1. No matter what my physical condition or mental capacity has been over my life, I've always managed to get myself into a place where I try to do too much at the same time!
2. I don't really have a plan or a clue of what I'm going to do next.
3. On good days, the thing that I start in the morning, is usually the last thing I pick up in before I stop working, which makes it easy to start working the next day.
4. On bad days, I can't find my ass with both hands let alone find what I started... ever.
5. Now I know why Don talks to himself so much.
6. It's nice to know someone is still talking.
7. The wet cold muddy grass and the windy cool rain felt very very good... Today.
So I laid there, in the cool, muddy, wet grass for a few more minutes just to breath in the moment...
Campy Out!
I started to scrub the floor with Soft Scrub in an effort to remove the wax (good luck) on the now slippery and sudsy floor, when I realized I was late on my Parkinson's medicine and hadn't eaten. I cooked up and ate left over hamburger stew like a starving Basset Hound, washed the plastic "Parkinsonsproof" dishes, and started to carry my hand tools to the man shed only to remember that I hadn't taken my meds yet.
I shot back into the house, took my meds, ran back outside to shut the shed door, when I slipped in the grassy mud and landed straight on my ass! I sat in the muddy-grass-depressed-ass-print and rain a bit dazed, but the cool North West "drizzle" on my face felt cool and refreshing.
While looking up into the gray cloudy sky, I realized a couple of things:
1. No matter what my physical condition or mental capacity has been over my life, I've always managed to get myself into a place where I try to do too much at the same time!
2. I don't really have a plan or a clue of what I'm going to do next.
3. On good days, the thing that I start in the morning, is usually the last thing I pick up in before I stop working, which makes it easy to start working the next day.
4. On bad days, I can't find my ass with both hands let alone find what I started... ever.
5. Now I know why Don talks to himself so much.
6. It's nice to know someone is still talking.
7. The wet cold muddy grass and the windy cool rain felt very very good... Today.
So I laid there, in the cool, muddy, wet grass for a few more minutes just to breath in the moment...
Campy Out!
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Barry Manilow for all my Geritol Reject friends
I guess I knew this, but must have either forgot it or dumped it to make more room for even more useless crap. Either way I found this funny, kind of reassuring, and even in some way amazingly reminiscent of the way things used to be. With all the hub bub over Barry Manilow's new album "15 minutes" getting a bunch of positive reviews and airtime on NPR, PRI, and CBC, I thought this would be kind of fitting to post.
Did you know that Barry Manilow, wrote many of these long before his long running streak of stardom??? Did you know that he has sold over 80 Million records? (Do you remember what a record was!)
So here goes, a trip back to memory lane for my current and future "Geritol Rejects."
Campy Out!
Did you know that Barry Manilow, wrote many of these long before his long running streak of stardom??? Did you know that he has sold over 80 Million records? (Do you remember what a record was!)
So here goes, a trip back to memory lane for my current and future "Geritol Rejects."
Campy Out!
Friday, February 3, 2012
Group W Bench explained (You been living under a rock???)
I love Alice's Restaurant!
This should explain my Group W Bench. Listen to the song, it's funny, witty, catchy, and most of all very timely when it was written by Arlo Guthrie in 1967.
Wikipedia article explaining Alices Resturaunt
And Now our Feature Flick! (Group W Bench reference is at 10:00, but you need the beginning, and the end, of the story for it to make any sense really.)
Campy Out!
This should explain my Group W Bench. Listen to the song, it's funny, witty, catchy, and most of all very timely when it was written by Arlo Guthrie in 1967.
Wikipedia article explaining Alices Resturaunt
And Now our Feature Flick! (Group W Bench reference is at 10:00, but you need the beginning, and the end, of the story for it to make any sense really.)
Campy Out!
The Serenity Prayer (Yep... It's Rant Time!)
Today's thought...
Roger's Caveat: (A precautionary statement, and content warning)
The reading is about to get hairy, but not profane. In my defense, I don't mean to offend anyone who subscribes to this prayer, has been helped by this prayer, or just plain old prays, knows Mr Niebuhr, anyone in AA or any other 12 step program. And finally, I didn't set out with the intention of personally offending anyone that I'm about to piss off!
However, if you do get pissed off... DEAL WITH IT!
Roger's Rant: (Regarding the Serenity Prayer)
Blah! Blah! Blah! Blah!
Screw that shit!
Reads to me like "Be happy you're sheep and not the barn yard dog!"
As a whole, I believe that the more we screw up, the more we learn. If the great inventors and visionaries like; Ford, Edison, Franklin, Jobs, Gates, Englebart, Gutenberg, etc., lived in a decision bubble, paralyzed by wondering what can and can't be changed, and waited for crap to happen, we'd still be eating cold bugs naked in a dark wet cave.
Get out on that limb and jump with your eyes open! Listen, if we wait for God to decide for us what is right, wrong, changeable, and permanent, we'll get very old, very fast, albeit safely and boringly miss a dump truck load of opportunity. I'm choosing to grab as much of life as I can. Sure I continue to hose up, and probably at the same pace I have for my entire life, which equates to a life time of lot of screw ups, but on the flip side, its a life time of adventure!
I say "Speak up!" if you have something to say! Take risk and be the agent of change! We're only here in this life for 100 years if we are extremely lucky. Make waves and have a ball riding them! I got a sneaky suspicion that when I die, right after I "high five" old Saint Pete and just before I get my choice of "Never Need-a-Washing," white, skivvy-less, gowns to wear, I'm going to get a couple of questions from the commanding officer of heaven... What did you do with your life's time? Who did you help? What are you most proud of?
I'm planning on having one heck of a list to pick from! I'm doing my best not to have any "Wish I'd a done's" on my death bed... that is if I get the privilege to die in bed. I think I'd rather spend my last moments of this life fighting for my life as I fall off a sail boat in the middle of some raging ocean! Or getting trampled by a wild heard of water Buffalo, because the snap of my camera spooked the heard. I'd even expect to get abducted by aliens only to befriend them, while I secretly steal the secret to warp drive and eventually escape from the ship, only to burn up in the atmosphere during reentry!
Either way, we all meet up in the end. Some of us will be happy. Some of us will be content. However there will be very few of us sitting on the "Group W Bench" showing the bruises of living life, yet we will have permanent smiles, messed up hair, a slight limp, and a few of stains on our almost pure white gowns...
Roger's Philosophy:
LIFE IS THE GREATEST ADVENTURE! Love Hard! Play Hard! Work Hard! Study Hard! Help as many people and animals as you can! I don't have to understand, or agree with other people, but I have to respect their views, their stuff, and their journey through this life! And I'll always smile and say "Hello!"
I'm done now!
Campy Out!
The Serenity Prayer
God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world
as it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right
if I surrender to His Will;
That I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him
Forever in the next.
Amen.
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world
as it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right
if I surrender to His Will;
That I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him
Forever in the next.
Amen.
--Reinhold Niebuhr
Roger's Caveat: (A precautionary statement, and content warning)
The reading is about to get hairy, but not profane. In my defense, I don't mean to offend anyone who subscribes to this prayer, has been helped by this prayer, or just plain old prays, knows Mr Niebuhr, anyone in AA or any other 12 step program. And finally, I didn't set out with the intention of personally offending anyone that I'm about to piss off!
However, if you do get pissed off... DEAL WITH IT!
Roger's Rant: (Regarding the Serenity Prayer)
Blah! Blah! Blah! Blah!
Screw that shit!
Reads to me like "Be happy you're sheep and not the barn yard dog!"
As a whole, I believe that the more we screw up, the more we learn. If the great inventors and visionaries like; Ford, Edison, Franklin, Jobs, Gates, Englebart, Gutenberg, etc., lived in a decision bubble, paralyzed by wondering what can and can't be changed, and waited for crap to happen, we'd still be eating cold bugs naked in a dark wet cave.
Get out on that limb and jump with your eyes open! Listen, if we wait for God to decide for us what is right, wrong, changeable, and permanent, we'll get very old, very fast, albeit safely and boringly miss a dump truck load of opportunity. I'm choosing to grab as much of life as I can. Sure I continue to hose up, and probably at the same pace I have for my entire life, which equates to a life time of lot of screw ups, but on the flip side, its a life time of adventure!
I say "Speak up!" if you have something to say! Take risk and be the agent of change! We're only here in this life for 100 years if we are extremely lucky. Make waves and have a ball riding them! I got a sneaky suspicion that when I die, right after I "high five" old Saint Pete and just before I get my choice of "Never Need-a-Washing," white, skivvy-less, gowns to wear, I'm going to get a couple of questions from the commanding officer of heaven... What did you do with your life's time? Who did you help? What are you most proud of?
I'm planning on having one heck of a list to pick from! I'm doing my best not to have any "Wish I'd a done's" on my death bed... that is if I get the privilege to die in bed. I think I'd rather spend my last moments of this life fighting for my life as I fall off a sail boat in the middle of some raging ocean! Or getting trampled by a wild heard of water Buffalo, because the snap of my camera spooked the heard. I'd even expect to get abducted by aliens only to befriend them, while I secretly steal the secret to warp drive and eventually escape from the ship, only to burn up in the atmosphere during reentry!
Either way, we all meet up in the end. Some of us will be happy. Some of us will be content. However there will be very few of us sitting on the "Group W Bench" showing the bruises of living life, yet we will have permanent smiles, messed up hair, a slight limp, and a few of stains on our almost pure white gowns...
Roger's Philosophy:
LIFE IS THE GREATEST ADVENTURE! Love Hard! Play Hard! Work Hard! Study Hard! Help as many people and animals as you can! I don't have to understand, or agree with other people, but I have to respect their views, their stuff, and their journey through this life! And I'll always smile and say "Hello!"
I'm done now!
Campy Out!
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