late and soon
getting and spending
we waste our lives
Workers of the world, UNITE! You have nothing to lose but your chains.
We won’t be fooled again.
No doubt the universe unfolds as it should… Avoid vexatious people… Go placidly amid the haste…
When the teacher is ready, the student will appear …
Judge not, lest ye be judged.
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My goodness, but there’s a lot of crap floating around in my head. Snippits of songs and poetry and the Bible, aphorisms, platitudes and, well, just crap.
I have a ready quote for almost every occasion. Sometimes, I’ll say one thing and then quote something exactly the opposite the next day.
Just like the crap in my head, I sometimes just float through my life, another bit of flotsam on the river of life. (Or, am i jetsom? Jetsons? Whatever)
This is one of those days.
I can’t seem to focus.
Just chaired the noon meeting at the Western Club, standing in for a friend who is out of town. I don’t chair many meetings these days, although I have done it bunches in the past. I’ll speak Friday night. Same deal. Used to get called on to speak pretty regular and then not so much for quite a while.
Seems to me that a lot of things in my life are kind of floating around lately. Everywhere I look in my life, as a matter of fact.
I can’t seem to figure out where I am and where I want to head towards.
No plans, no goals, no dreams. Just get through today and then tomorrow and then another day.
When so many balls are up in the air, I’m not so good a juggler. Some of the balls are dropping. Too many to pick them up because that would just make the problem worse because if I stop juggling to pick up a ball, all the rest of the balls will fall.
My pattern is to give up and let them all fall.
Then, whine until no one wants to listen anymore.
Then, I go hunting for the balls that rolled under the couch and the ones the cat got and put in the back of the closet.
Sometimes I find them all, sometimes I find I’ve lost some balls and sometimes I find balls that I didn’t know I had because I’d dropped them sometime in the past and forgotten about them.
Now my head is full of references to cojones. Hee hee, he said “balls”. Obligatory Beavis and Butthead reference.
So, today is scattered thoughts with a small percentage for a reign of obstinate and tumultuous thrashing about. Good chance for strong winds of hot air emitting from every oriface.
All you need is love.

Love is all you need, and a hairnet. You can put a lot of balls in a hairnet. And it takes a lot of balls to fill a hairnet with them. You have my love, butthead.
S
PS Write a book.
Ah, JohnLong has become a cork on the ocean, Grasshopper!
Watch him bob up and down, up and down…letting things happen instead of trying to make them happen. Interesting! We will study his ways, and learn from him.