New Era


When you start something new, you always wonder how you got there in the first place? 

Yesterday, I did something, that I’ve not done in a million years or should I say in ages! The tactic was simple, you walk into a business, inquire within the minds of its management and you realize toward the end,  you just went on a fishing expedition and you reeled in the bissgest fish in more than twenty  years. 

It amazes me on how,  I did just that! But,  it was easier than, I thought? it would  be from the beginning. I gambled my marbles and poker chips early, the payoff was better,  against the odds. 

“Huzzah”, as friend would say later in the evening,  when she gets the news of what just happened several  hours earlier.

Life is likely to keep me here for now – even though,  I still miss the great Pacific  Northwest and its where “home” is – but for now,  a new era starts fresh and who knows, where it will lead next?

“Huzzah!”….

Armchair blogger


cropped-underwood_typewriter1.jpgNot very often, do I often get to do the “armchair blogging” run on my blog from a reclining chair.

There’s so much sense from writing and blogging from an office chair in my shared office with my best friend and brother, as we share half of the same desk.

But, writing from an armchair is like writing from a fishing boat with no set course of where you’re wanting to drop anchor and sport fish for the rest of the day. Viola, it’s just that, being the writer & the blogger right from an armchair quarterback – the recliner.

“Why the change as you ask?”, well, beats the hell-outta me for sure!

The change of scenery gives me, the chance of mind bogging the game plan and the mere creativity of writing a blog with the envision of the next great American blog – not exactly the great American Novel.

snoopy_editsBut, there’s a catch, your writing instructor never told you to “eat, sleep, edit and write”, while reclining in an a reclining armchair as writer and blogger, much like Snoopy writing and editing atop his Red Baron Dog House in the Peanuts Comics Strips, by the Charles M. Schulz.

However you write, it’s best to try not to go to sleep while you’re reclining to comfort, with that said, it’s literally addicting and delusional as a bad habit. Go figures. That’s the rattle tat tale of being an “armchair writer and blogger” on sensible Monday, when it comes to a stormin” normin day of hectic writing in a recliner.

Who remembers Sat morning’s?


pr_tv-guideIt was an era before we ever heard the word “Cable Television Network,” such CNN, Fox, MSNBC, the Cartoon Channel, MTV – it evidently became known as “Generation X”.

I remember, when I was kid, every Saturday Morning, I would wake up, turn the television on and watch Saturday morning cartoon’s, until there was no more – at least, until I drew an interest in Major League Baseball and than, getting hooked on some several MLB favorite teams across America.

The Saturday morning cartoon rituals of the 1970’s, started falling victim to cable television as the popularity started to gain momentum, as the original network television stations such as, ABC, CBS, NBC started taking a backseat, while new networks were born among the Cable Televison Networks.

tumblr_o4pnwcyvcf1rpqdi8o1_500By the time, I had already gotten older, I had already gotten my favorite Saturday morning dose of favorite Saturday morning cartoons. I not only settled with the “Flinstones”, “The Jetsons”, “Fat Albert and the Cosby Kids”, “Scooby Doo” and a host of other’s that included live action shorts such as, “Shazam” and “Land of the Lost”.

The buck didn’t stop there, as the list kept growing and would take forever to list them all.

What made it special about all those Saturday morning’s, when you didn’t have to worry about going to school the very next day as it was a Sunday, the very next day, yoube starting the school week started all over again – but, you still got your does of afternoon cartoon’s, as you gotten home from school to such show’s as, “Batman”, “Bugy Bunny”, “Garfield and Friends”, but there was also Walt Disney’s, “The Mickey Mouse Club”, as well.

Those Saturday morning’s, were probably some of the best moment’s of life, when your kid, but has you get older you often wonder where the time has gone since your childhood. Even tho, you can still many of those cartoon’s on the cable television networks, that once was shown on it’s sister networks, such as ABC, NBC, CBS.

Sometimes, we wish we could be a kid again and enjoy those Saturday mornings as we once did in our childhood’s.

 

The battle for Blue Moon


78e3b5d9d7d9c9a5d5db7cb0aad224b1I’ve yet to come up with a title or where this will actually lead? It’s probably one of those things, you never see out of the blue. Not, just the blue, but from somewhere, out in a bluemoon.

But in reality, so is Life. Those very moments in life, become something of a Saturday Night Life comedy sketch of sorts. I’m sweltering the cold nights, until the warms breezes of he Summer months makes its return to the Great Lakes and the American Midwest.

Life is so transparent, that, I sometimes have the hardest time trying to comprehend the entire book of life.

It has its up and downs and its battle zones. But, the battles that are fought aren’t the one’s, that you’d take to war and fight to the death, it’s actually the opposite when your fighting to establish the red zones of life – something, that can’t be easily done overnight, but that could be done over time.

Time is what scares me the most, it seems to be the most logical fear of fears, that faces the wind, as you leave home and become an “alien” in a transparent world.

A world that becomes your own, but, not the one you once had, before you left your desired the planet of choice. It’s something new, that would gives you fresh minds and chores to cough up under the remedies of life.

afd-196312I feel like, I’m living live like a Vulcan, a descendent of Admiral Spock. Even though, life may not be like “Star Trek,” but somehow, it seems to feel like the dark side of the Blue Moon.

A darkness, that seems to creep up from time to time, that makes you nervous like a twit, who can’t seem to climb a tree to catch the very same dream catcher that eluded you for many years.

I thought about becoming a “Jedi Knight” to conquer of master skills of a Jedi – but, the Lord Vader and the dreadful Empire wasn’t to far off into the vast limits of space, as I seek the quest to become a Master Jedi Knight at life.

It boils down to what needs to be done to become a Jedi Knight. Life is too precious to waste, especially when you’re yawning to crunch the numbers into your fifties and beyond – perhaps, that’s what brotherly talk was all about? Crunching numbers and doing the impossible, which was tought to be the impossible to begin with.

Jedi? Vulcan? Vader, the enemy Empire? Who’s the one to conquer the Master Jedi Knight? The impossible is never impossible, it’s always possible to win them all and dread them llike a prized fighter.

No matter, how one see them in today’s world – it’s a part of life, simple grace.

I may have no Castle or knights in shiny armor, but, I do have one of the best partner’s in crime, my best friend and brother, who keeps those toes spinning, no matter, what the deal is, we’re both in for the same ride, as Spock and crew take the road to no man’s land in the outer reaches of space and the Jedi Knight’s of the rebel empire took the very same route to win the battle with the empire and more.

 

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