Fringeville #168: Weekend Blues

...maybe I can mail myself to New England...

On a scale of 1-10, the highest number being joy and the lowest misery, this weekend never broke into positive integers.

And I didn’t watch a lick of the PSU-OSU game and could’ve cared less.

With the Big 60 coming up fast, I spent the weekend reevaluating myself. ‘Nuff said ‘bout that.

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Despite the fact that I have no lower body strength and intermittent balance issues, I managed to pull apart and store the toys in the yard for the coming winter.

I also replaced the guts of a bathroom ceiling fan/light combination. I had no ladder, so mister balance stood on a chair.

I managed to do both of these without breaking any bones, or electrocuting myself.

Church on Sunday and accomplishing the above took my mood almost to zero, but it wasn’t enough.

But like I said, ‘nuff ‘bout that.

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I’m giving myself a birthday present on November 8^th. I can’t give it any earlier. ‘Nuff said ‘bout that too.

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I’d love to be in New England right about now. The foliage would surely slay the blues. I simply can’t make it happen, and before I know it we’ll be living in grayworld until spring.

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My dog loves me. He greets me with nearly unconditional joy whenever I walk through the door.

Nearly unconditional.

He demands I take him out to pee, even if he was out just before I got home. I haven’t decided whether I’ve Pavloved him or he me.

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That’s it for now.

Be good to each other.

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Fringeville #167: Here’s A Motto For Ya...

There is only one species of human. We come in a grab bag of sizes, colors and shapes but there is only just us.

Just us.

We can continue on the way we are or we can be good to each other. Let's choose to be good to each other. It all starts there. If that seems overly simplistic, just try it for a couple of days.

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It is requiring less and less effort to avoid piping in on political stuff. It is also becoming more and more apparent to me that drastically reducing my presence on social media has been very, very good for me.

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On a sort of similar note, back in 2010 I had the opportunity to meet Karen Feather, the one-time Chief of Staff for Congressman Paul Kanjorski. Somehow our brief conversation drifted to social media. She told me that she didn’t use it and had no plans to. I can’t recall the exact conversation (I am an old fart and have trouble these days remembering where I took my shoes off) but the thrust was that it was a platform that was potentially dangerous for folks in politics. Damned smart woman.

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On my computer, I used to save my Fringeville posts by date and post number before copying the contents to the blog.

These days I save them by post number only. It’s a self-motivating technique, because when I look at the list of old posts, I don’t feel intimated by the gaps of time between them.

Yes, there is some self-deception here …I could simply move my eyes to the file’s date fields …but I am a master of self-deception.

By the way, here is my favorite health food (protein, veggies-n-dairy* all in one):

* With optional celery and bleu cheese

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Yesterday was National Taco Day. We did Taco Bell. I really don’t want to know the specifics of what is in the damned things, but I went to bed full and my backside played the trumpet most of the night.

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I am deeply, deeply hopeful this gorgeous weather holds until April. (It’s that self-deception thing again.)

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Be good to each other.

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