Just a quick jaunt
Weather had odd undertones to it today, felt almost electric without cumulonimbus structures. Every one I talked to at the ramp were hesitant about putting on. One guy I talked to said the fish were even acting strange. Laying deep, not responding to usual baits.
Doing a little digging getting home, and there is an anomaly on Sol currently.
I’m not going for some of the woowoo zodiac stuff but there IS something going on: you can feel it. About the only time i felt ‘normal’ today was sitting on shore, barefoot, feet in the sand. Even while paddling, hands immersed in water there was a decided ‘disconnected’ feeling. Getting home, Coz even seems more laid back today, not as puppy-ish ( though he is giving a shoe what-for).
Strange days? What does this do to Earths magnetosphere? Is Old Sol getting ready to do some serious altercatin’ or star evolution? Will the Enemedia cover anything on this??? ROFL, yeah, right!
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But Universe most definitely does,,,
Feeling like I’ve done a turn in a yahtzee cup,,
The pupper on the porch tells me that things are real,,, they just don’t feel real. I want to take Cozzie to the lake with me, but right now, I need the water time and Coz isn’t going deck riding on a kayak,,, Canoe, no problem,, decked kayaks suck for dawgums.(especially energetic puppers!!!) Canoe is on the radar, will find and get, but till then, there will be “no dawgums allowed” days. And maybe thats for the best right now. dunno,, still scratching my head on some things, minor things, but THINGS,,, not peoples; word things,
words have meanings, but are the meanings received the message sent? always a question in the hind mind.
load the dice up, toss into air. land where they may,,,
I have spent 16 years living alone. Many a night spent in long hours, staring into a fire, with nothing more than the sound of Voo snores and the pinging sound of heated metal as the stove heated and cooled. You look inside on those nights, you question your very existence at times like those, you find what works, what doesn’t, you find peace or you find madness, but you will find something.
What I found was that I am quite comfortable in my own head, in my own body. Failing the body may be, but the mind is still sharp. I found that even with the losses, the griefs, the pain, the loves, the angsts, betrayals, friendships, not so-friendly associations, the happy times, the bad times, the rich times, the poor times,,,,, I’m ok. Sometimes old wounds do need ripped open to heal. Sometimes the scab needs pulled to find that its already healed over.
You can never go home,,, It ain’t there.
That was the biggest lesson I learned so many years back. Home is where you make it, not where you remember it. I’ve had 16 years to build from that. Do I know where my path lay from here? Hell no! I know there are certain events that will take place to change my current course; or end it even, but no way to know ‘which comes first’. Its all random numbers now. Roll the bones,,,,
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Remembering the Fire
Like a supernova, bright FIERCE, and fast,,,,
Will it always be that way with us?
not anymore he thinks,,, the times are too short now.
But the memories will always hold high places, and the bar risen to new heights for those that seek to replace that star.
carry on my wayward son
There’ll be peace when you are done.
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and if I claim to be a wise man, it surely means that I don’t know
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See ya on the waters,,,, Gots some t’inks in my head that need sorted.
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Small leap of faith here,,,
Came home, usual stuff, Elb’s needed reassured and fed. Cosmos; same, and noogies to make sure he knows I’m still bigger than him. Goin’bout me evening slow-down and Da came up (I stopped by but his four-wheeler was gone,, Carry on) Just chit-chattin’ and he told me that he had been up earlier and spent a minute with Cosmos (he won’t admit, but he likes the rug-rat) then went to check on his brother. On the way back, saw that Cos had slipped his collar,,, TOTAL CONFUSION on poor puppers mindium,,, Didn’t know what to do, so just stood there, till dad put the collar back on.
Time to take a leap of faith. Needed to mow too. Took the lead, unclipped it and let him loose while I was in sight. Started the mower up and it was ‘game on’. Cos was playing tag-a-long, nipping my heels (till he managed a really GOOD nip,,, and my reaction shut down that game. ). A few passes of the yard, and he started getting an idea of this new ‘boring’ game Daddy is playing so he started probing ahead, and checking into bushes and under the porch and generally being “Dawg”,,,,
Carry on,,,,
mowing done, leave him off and see what he does.
Of course, about that time, ELbee came home. Elbs LOVES rolling fresh cut grass,,,
Dio watches from porch,,,, Elbs rolling in exstatic frenzy,,, Cosmos starts stalking,,, Dio watches from porch,,, THE RUSH,,, Elbs bolts for the bush, Cos on his tail, Dio Snaps out ‘COSMOS! NO!’ and Cos listens not,,, But I’m watching… Elbs wasn’t doing his fright flight,,, He was staying just out of reach and running under things that Cos, being inexperianced Pupper that he is, doesn’t know how to do the over, under, around thing. Elbs is ‘beating him up’ without laying a claw on him. A minute of that and Cos came out of the woods ‘where its safer’ and just watched the treeline. I was able to call him back to the porch and put him back on the lead for a bit, so I could get a shower without worry, but as soon as I was done and redressed, let him free again.
NOw, Elbs is laying on the ‘Cat’ end of the porch, and Cos is roaming around being a little bored, but doing nothing more than going over and giving Elbs a sniff or two then goin’ to look for something else to get into.
one done,,, two to go. And of course those two are the Matriarch and her footman. Thats likely going to a bit harder sell. BUT, they gotta work this shit out. I’ll keep the run handy for a bit longer yet, as there are still times where I want to know where he is. He’s still very young and this can be a hostile neighborhood in a sense (Cuz’s PACK) And he doesn’t have the confidence that Voodoo had. Even a little timidity shown to a pack and the carnage is a second away. I have no desire to go shooting dogs, but if I am defending MINE, I’ll make that AR sound like its a select fire, full auto M16A1 from the Nam era. If the PACK plays nice, Dio will play nice: don’t let that table turn, or Dio will have to show some of his skills again. No one wants me to go down that road,,,,
Gonna call it an early night tonight. Long brutish day at the J.O.B. felt closer to a Muhnday than Friday: thats all behind me now,,, I has a lead free pupper laying at my feet with his head on my foot, and no squalling kittehs about it. So far so good, fingers crossed.
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still, recovery, physically shifted
Long nights,,, Not much sleep and its wearing. Had to pull over and switch drivers yesterday as I was going full narcoleptic on them. could NOT keep my eyes focused or open,,,,
No sleep, because I am clearing lungs. I get about 20 minutes, then I am up for 20 hacking and blowing this crap out of my lungs,,, back for another 20,,,,
As I found out in Kuwait,,, a week of power naps is NOT sleep, it will catch up to you.
And my bod doesn’t like all of these chemicals in its system. To say that certain smells during certain events is beyond the pale of what a schnoz can be expected to tolerate, is an understatement. Working on that with the probiotics and yogurt treatment,,,, but I am still taking the antibiotics so its a losing game for now.
good things though. I absolutely can not STAND the smell or taste of a cigarette now. The boys at work are getting a little pissed at me because I won’t let them smoke with the windows up on drives. Windows down or put em out. Still have the nicotine addiction going, but one pack of Velo pouches lasts me days,,, Something internal has physically shifted.
Checked my BP last night when I came home (and this was during my narcoleptic issues, so may have bearing) and 105/65,,, My body was asleep,,, Checked this AM 111/70 not quite asleep, but not my usual levels.
My shit hasn’t been that low since I was in the Corps running 5 miles a day and all the other gung-ho shit we did. (and I was a 1 1/2 pack a day smoker then)
I’m physically adapting,,,
GOOD!!!
Time to make an exit from the household, gotta rub a pupper head and tell him he’s a goodboy, (and bribe him so he doesn’t shit a brick hearing buffalo fire up “I wants ta go buhbye TOOO!!!!” ) Kittums are still at odds with this,,, Elbs being the easiest going (and the youngest, so there is that) Mama and Cos had a growlfest last night,,,,Cute but annoying since Mama was on my desk and flat REFUSING to give ground to anyone or anything,,,, Zooms,,, I seez him when the hungries strike and its sweetness and light to me until the belly is full then “POOF!”, off again.
Gotta get to the J.O.B.,,,, tired,,,, more laterrs
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A nuclear powered Pittie
THAT is what I am calling Cosmos,,,,
I yearn for the day I can let this boy loose to run with my Unks doggo Buddy: the fastest CurTerrier on the face of the planet. They were introduced tonight with the usual stiff legged posturing, sniffs and greetings of new doggie potential friends. Then Buddy went into ‘Catch me, TRY!’ mode and it was on. Ol Dio was getting jerked around as Buddy was showing off his rapid moves and flat out speed, and Cos was reacting almost as fast being limited by the 195# human attachd to his 6’lead. Not that my weight did much… He pulled me 20′ at one point before I could get my feet back under my center. Unk was laughing his butt off over it.
Soon,,, I hope. He still needs to accept the cats as original residents, not chase toys,,, SENIOR RESIDENTS at that,,,, He’s still young, it may take a bit. I do not like leaving him on the lead so much as he needs to run and play and develop. I guess I need to get him out more where I can let him do that sort of stuff. We don’t have dog parks here, like we did in Cinci-nasty,,,
I’ll figure something out.
and tonight portends to be a long one as he is now wound tight,,, EVERYTHING is being turned into a game. and I have had to extract ALL OF MY BOOTS AND SHOES from him already. Fair use chew toys,,, No interest,,, whatever I don’t want him in is where he wants to be.
sigh,,,,,
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Back from the Doc in a Box
Takin’ the day off today.
Bronchitus, bordering on pnuemonia. Two anitbiotics as if it were full blown pnuemonia, a steroid in my ass cheek, and industrial level mucinex with an inhaler to boot.
I’magonnakicktheshitoutofthiscrud!!!!
And it wasn’t too hateful on the self pay side of things. 155 for office, that included the Steroid shot, Xrays of my chest (with remote assessment by REAL doctors) then $ 62 for the scripts.
Had I broke down and done the ER,,, that bill would have at least one zero attached to the end before the decimal.
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Home and my proud pupper is a loaded spring surprise,,, All wiggles and bounces and SHEER exuberance,,, How could one just leave that alone in the wild to fend for itself???
He’s quite proud of his performance last night. I’m not so proud but then I’m the one that is a little tunnel-visioned from lack of sleep last night. Had he been just woofing at hearing the coyote or nieghbor dog barks, I would be less than pleased with him. He wasn’t, He was actually defending his turf,,, Being retained on a lead didn’t help him any (but he is young, so kept him out of getting in over his head) but he did his job to his best ability. Once I was able to actually see the problem this morning, I put the fireworks ‘up their butts’ and sent’em packing.
My F!cuz has a problem. HIS dogs are looking for food, like a pack,,,,
I’m gonna talk to Da and see what he thinks, but I know the options already. Call the County Shelter and make complaints,,, Shelter will remove most all of the dogs. (most all because they have only so much capacity)
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