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I'm not very good at doing things that are expected. So I'm starting a blog in a non blog spot. Feel free to comment if you wish. I might add more. I might not. Don't burden me with expectations. :wah:

I'm getting a new phone number tomorrow. It's like one of many new beginnings. I really don't like telephones. After getting into internet life I rather react to the phone ringing like "what?" "how dare they not take the time to write?"

Nevertheless. It's something new that's kind of old and makes me think that not everything is a passing art. Like the many stories I'm in the midst of writing. One day I'll finish one of them. Though I'm getting old, I'm just starting to figure a few things out. Bear with me.

Fool me once...

I really dislike the character of Pablo in Steppenwolf. According to some accounts, he is supposed to be some kind of enlightened master who hides behind the simplicity of a jazz musician. I don't get that. I see Pablo as a drug dealing pimp with no more sage advice than the occasional "oh, wow, that's deep dude" kind of comment that someone high on hallucinogens tends to make from time to time. If that's what Hermann Hesse meant Pablo to be, a semi-buddha, he must not have known too many drug dealing musicians in his life. It's as much an illusion as anything else in that Magic Theatre.

More annoying than Pablo is the way the Pablos of the world seem to get away with that crap.

It reminds me of a great line from the start of The Social Network.

But you're going to go through life thinking that girls don't like you because you're a nerd. And I want you to know, from the bottom of my heart, that that won't be true. It'll be because you're an *******.

koan;1351384 wrote: I'm not very good at doing things that are expected.


You are predictable at being unpredictable. Its your niche.

Nomad;1351500 wrote: You are predictable at being unpredictable. Its your niche.
It's an uncontrollable subconscious rebellion to routine. I started to hate all fish because my parents insisted on having fish for dinner every Tuesday night when I was young. Blackened salmon is one of my favourite meals but I just couldn't stand to eat it for a while until the routine wore off. And most certainly never on a Tuesday.

Its always about the fish with you.

Nomad;1351512 wrote: Its always about the fish with you.
I want you to know, from the bottom of my heart, that's not true.

:yh_giggle

Since we share the same first name, I'll blog with you. (smile)......My smilies have disappeared. I think Nomie's got 'em.

Being married to a talented woodworker is both rewarding and challenging. Hubby is currently working on a dollhouse, updating an on old bassinet, making a minatiure dining room table, and starting on a birdhouse. I have evidence of his projects at various locations around our home which does get a bit cluttered at times. I just smile and discreetly try to help him be organized.

Just ask him if he'd leave the dollhouse in such a mess. :p

January 22

Crazy people list:

A woman interrupted me to inform me that she wouldn't be requiring my help, was that okay?

A man asked me what he should buy but refused to tell me what it was for so that I could make a recommendation.

I left the distracted man to answer the phone but ended up with a woman who insisted I answer the same question posed in five different ways.

Those are just the easy ones to explain. It was a whole day of crazy. Crazy happens in phases. I expect a lot more crazy for the next week until they all get arrested or put in homes. Meanwhile, I was out of coffee this morning and decided to try tea for the day instead of trodding down to the market before work. Tea and coffee both have caffeine so it kept the headaches away but I just didn't have that buzzy edge that gives me snappy comebacks. People seemed worried that they were boring me but it was more that I just couldn't seem to care about anything enough to work up an emotion over it. On the other hand, crazy is a lot easier to deal with when you don't have to fight back snappy comeback lines that would get you fired.

Nevertheless, I'll be drinking coffee tomorrow.

Co-workers...gotta love 'em. Small office...five women. One is prissy, one is a girly-girl, one is earth mother, one is young and silly. Me? I'm an "old hippie". Peace.

hehe.

That's kind of my topic for the day too. One of the managers of the company had to help out in our department today and my manager ended up yelling and humiliating her in front of customers. Finally! They know what I've wanted to tell them without my having to tell them about it. hehe

Afterwards there was the inevitable shock that what just happened actually happened. Then the knowing exchange of looks and I just said "welcome to our world." Will be interesting to see what happens now.

Oh, additionally, after my boss reamed out the other one, while I was on lunch, she told me in front of customers and the other manager about how she had right reamed out the other woman. I responded "while I hope you left her alive."

still laughing about this. Guess she forgot that her little cartoon didn't involve the manager bird at the top of the perch shitting on other managers.

Lots of changes this week.

Part of my soul has been repaired. No big announcements, just an overall sigh of feeling like life worked out alright.

The next few weeks and months are all about making plans then making them happen. Might not be around that much for a bit. But it's a good thing.