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April 27, 2009

John Long — Mon, 27 Apr 2009 17:14:08 +0000

The azaleas in my front yard began budding right before Easter

Beat up a little by the wind and storms, they bloomed beautifully

If winter comes, can spring be far behind?

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY

When all is said and done, there’s more said than done

Anon

March 9, 2009

John Long — Tue, 10 Mar 2009 03:41:46 +0000

WARNING!!!: LANGUAGE IS NOT SAFE FOR WORK

The New F***ing Citibank – watch more funny videos

shut up, he explained

TODAY’S THOUGHT

The more you know
The less you understand

Tao te Ching #47

I’ve read about alcoholism. I’ve read AA’s “Big Book” and the so-called 12X12 and other AA approved literature. I’ve read lots of other stuff, too. But, really, I don’t know all that much about the disease and don’t pay nearly as much attention to the subject as I might. Lots and lots of people know a lot more about it than I do. However, I do have an understanding of what it is like not to have any alcohol for more than 12 continuous years, no matter how much you may want a beer, a flute of champagne or a couple fingers Scotch, single malt, neat, with a sidecar of still water over ice. What that understanding is that I have I can’t tell you. I don’t have words for it. Even if I did have the words, you still would have only the knowledge of what I said and not my understanding of what I’ve lived on a day at a time basis.

It is the same with my depression. I’ve read so many self help books, you wouldn’t believe. I’ve read psychology books, treatment manuals, the list goes on and on. Still, any physician or pharmacist likely knows more about my disease as a medical condition than I ever will. I don’t really know an awful lot about the disease. I do, however, have an understanding of living with it for the past 25 years as a chronic condition. I’ve read many deft and evocative passages by people like Mike Wallace and Dick Cavett about their experience, but I also understand something of their experience that isn’t in the words.
I have at least one friend who is a diabetic and another who has grand mal epileptic seizures. Two more chronic conditions that can’t be seen or discovered by the casual observer. Two more conditions that have certain demands and realities. Same with allergies, same with lots of things.
In this passage of the Tao, Lao Tsu tells us that you can read all you want about spirituality and you can think about it until the world goes level, but you won’t understand it until you experience it.
I recently re-read Siddhartha by Herman Hesse and the last of that novel contains a passage of conversation between the enlightened Siddhartha and his childhood friend Govinda. Siddhartha says about the same thing: that there are simply times and situations in which words won’t do, in which explanations can’t be had, and yet there is a reality to be experienced that can be understood.
Having recently had the very bad judgment to try and write about relationships, I now realize that part of the problem is that I can observe women to beat the band and read like hell about them, but that I’ll never really understand and vice versa. Better, I now think, to be much more concerned about the HUMAN condition and what I can understand of what we do have in common.
That’s enough musing for one post.
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OH, WHAT A PIECE OF WORK IS A MAN!

Roger Ebert does a second review of “Watchmen”, the movie he saw and reviewed once on a regular screen and this time on IMAX. His review includes several YouTube type videos about the science of the movie, especially about Dr. Manhatten the Quantum Man and how real quantum physics aligns with the movie. I haven’t seen the movie yet, but the science vids were pretty interesting. Below is some folderol only tangentially related to the movie, but it kind of goes along with the musings above and was among the videos appended to Ebert’s review.

I READ THE NEWS TODAY, OH BOY

Does DST really save energy? Not so much

My ex-wife used to express the most vehement dislike of the time change to Daylight Savings Time. I disliked it, too, and we riffed on it almost every year. To my way of thinking, DST is just that much greater chance that I’ll be bored to utter tears by golf anecdotes and detailed descriptions of all 91 strokes my interlocutor took going round all 18 holes. Golfers, in my view, are a plague on the planet and should be eradicated for ecological reasons in addition to the social advantages of their absence from gatherings where alcohol is served. And the one and only reason we have DST, as far as I can tell, is to advantage them to even more boring adventures. Whatever golfers like, I’m against it. As Twain remarked of golf, “a good walk ruined.” I could forgive them much, perhaps even the annoyance of changing my clocks and missing appointments, if they just didn’t feel that the rest of the population of the world is waiting with bated breath to hear their pathetic little stories. My spleen feels just slightly less full of bile now, thank you very much for letting me rant.

One Way to Calm Down From a Rant

medical marijuana slideshow by CNBC Biz Channel

I personally have never seen even one of these 12 varieties of marijuana, but they are beautiful. Some are lavender, some a silvery white, others with rusty red mixed with oranges and yellows. I guess it’s been a while for me, but the prices seemed sky high: $400 an ounce up to $7,000 a pound. That’s some heavy lifting in my books.

Obama signals feds to end pot prosecutions

I think it’s appropriate for the federal government to decide that when a state legalizes pot for medical purposes, that the feds should stay out of it in the absence of some very unusual circumstance. If I understand correctly, the feds will still intercept Mexican pot coming over in commercial quantity, but they won’t interfere with the homegrown stuff in Humboldt County being used, ostensibly, for legal purposes. Of course, I’m one of the people who thinks it should be legalized, taxed and all those pretty normal people doing time for holding should be released from prison post haste. This decision by the Obama Justice Dept. seems like the same kind of pragmatism he’s showing in other areas. I’m beginning to think of Obama as embodying “The Vital Center” (and if you don’t know that reference, don’t worry, but I’m not going to explain.)

February 24, 2009 (updated)

John Long — Wed, 25 Feb 2009 02:43:42 +0000

THE TWITTER FEED WAS LUNATIC!

An Obama Speech Live Blog by Andrew Sullivan

LiveBlog of speech by Josh Marshall at Talking Points Memo

“Progressives” LiveBlog Obama’s speech at Daily Kos

ABC.com LiveBlogs the speech with Twitter Twist

I didn’t bother to watch — I don’t have TV at home now, and I didn’t want to go out — but that doesn’t matter as much as the blogosphere and CW reax in tomorrow’s papers, for which I am not going to wait up. If I have anything of substance to say, I’ll do it after digesting some likely bloated pontificating by pundits of all stripes.

DID TUESDAY MAKE ME LOOK FAT?

Historically Carnival has been a last hurrah before the Christian season of Lent40 days of fasting and penitence beginning on Ash Wednesday. But its roots reach at least as far back as ancient Rome’s Saturnalia, a hedonistic winter celebration of Saturn, god of the harvest.

National Geographic

A Saturnalian Moment in Brazil

I haven’t heard from my son, who lives in New Orleans, about his experiences, but I’ll give him a couple days rest before I make him talk to me on the phone. I did notice a tweet from him about missing the Vieux Crew ball, but I’m not all that sure I want to know what goes on at the Vieux Crew ball. Compared to my children, I’m not nearly as mature. In fact, compared to most people, I may not be that mature, but that’s another matter.

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I didn’t celebrate Fat Tuesday this year. Something about me being a recovering alcoholic and knowing better than to go to slippery places if you don’t want to slip, but that’s 12-Step insidery stuff that I hate to foist on you Earthlings (AA term for non alcoholics). I really don’t ever remember being all that worked up about the start of Lent because I never really observed Lent. Advent also escapes me, among other things. Lent is kind of like Ramadan, isn’t it? A long period of fasting and penitential character building? Sorry, I’m already a character and it’s something of a ramshackle building, but I rather feel comfortable in it. I put my feet on the table and eat over the sink and no one complains as long as there’s plenty of wet cat food available. And “penitential”? Me? Whifff. Besides, I can resist anything but temptation. Why would I deliberately set myself up to fail before the Almighty? So, this year for Lent, I’m giving up ritual and cant. How’s that?

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY

If knowledge can create problems, it is not through ignorance that we can solve them.

ISAAC ASIMOV

I READ THE NEWS TODAY, OH BOY

Minnesota Still Without Senator

Former U.S. Sen. Norm Coleman, R-MN, has strung out last year’s election and is still going and we’re not yet to the appeal level. I don’t think most people believe he has a chance of being successful in this challenge to Al Franken, but that’s not the immediate point. If he strings it out, as he’s done so far, it is one less vote for the next big bill, the budget resolution, universal health care, whatever, and one more Republican that’s needed to break the filibuster deadlock at 60-40 in the U.S. Senate. Meanwhile, his legal position becomes more and more attenuated and ludicrus, as this day’s entry in the soap opera demonstrates.

This is about topical politics, but I’m not linking to any one particular headline, but I must admit to being puzzled by GOP decisions to oppose Obama as a bloc. Let’s take U.S. Rep. Mary Fallin, R-OKC, who voted against the stimulus bill along with her caucus. Trouble is that the stim bill includes beaucoup money for Oklahoma, including a HSR system that will go from Tulsa through Oklahoma City down to Dallas and from there to either San Antonio or Houston. Seems like this will create 100s of Oklahoma jobs and pour millions into the local economy. Unemployment is rising and those with jobs are crazy afraid and she votes against funding unemployment checks? She voted against a tax cut for 97.36% of her constituents? What’s next? Put Tinker up for closing? What the hell is she thinking? I mean, really? (The link in this paragraph will take you to her constituent access page where you can send her an email asking such questions, if you’d like)

Chairman of the Bored

SINATRA SPEAKS!
Muffy, he says there’s a lots of cool cats in Minnesota, but I still think I smelled a rat. I watched a robin and a mockingbird fight for nesting space in my back yard today. I think I like the jay fledglings the best, but you enjoy what you can and endure the rest, I suppose. I think something’s wrong with him, Muffy. He’s been waking up too early and getting up even when I cuddle in. That’s just not right. I’m pretty sure the boy’s just not right, but that’s what makes cats the rulers of the universe, isn’t it?
Mel Brooks had it right: it’s good to be king.

February 23, 2009

John Long — Mon, 23 Feb 2009 22:31:01 +0000

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Can’t swing a cat without hitting a blog
There are so many posts on my friends/fellow bloggers pages about cats! Don’t they know that Sinatra and I hold that franchise? I’ll show them: I’ll blog about relationships today. How ’bout them apples?
I was reminded this weekend of a conversation I once had with a woman about relationships that I thought interesting and enlightening. I won’t name her because I don’t want to shatter her privacy. Anyway, she had at the time what I’ve thought of since as a college transcript notion of relationships.

Everyone, she explained, has certain things they value in a relationship and that list of things may be long or short and each of us puts those values in a priority. Think of those values you have in a relationship as a college class, she went on, and give your partner a “grade” on a scale of 0-100. Maybe your values are: looks, money, security, intellect, sex, humor and kindness. Also imagine that your partner is AT THE MOMENT making a 92 on money, 71 on looks, 80 on security, 99 on intellect, 72 on sex, 68 on humor and 55 on kindness. As each “test” of the relationship comes along, the grades change from time to time, don’t you know. So, at the moment, you’re real pissed off about that failing grade in kindness class. However, the partner’s overall grade is 76.7, a pretty high “C”. Since the overall grade is “passing”, you don’t break up. It’s a theory that’s as good as the next as far as I’m concerned.
I have a more simple measure for relationships. Both partners have to be intellectually challenged and challenging; both must be emotionally fulfilled and fulfilling; both partners must be sexually satisfied and satisfying. Head, heart and body, the good old three part dance that the ego, superego and id demand, my “triune” brain looking for threes. A relationship can go a short time on only one of those three, longer on two, but can’t be stable and “good” for a lifetime without all three, IMHO. If you have trouble in one of the areas, the first thing to do is check out yourself. If your sex life seems to be getting boring, who’s fault is that if not your own? If you’re not emotionally fulfilled, are you getting back just what you are giving or are you blocking out the possibilities with your own “stuff” and baggage? You’d best be saying something other than “the game’s on” if you want to complain about the intellectual aridity of the conversation.
Past that, Solomon’s Proverbs say (Today’s Thought) that it’s better to live alone in a desert than to live with a quarrelling wife. It sounds like the voice of experience of a man who ended up with 700 concubines and wives.

I READ THE NEWS TODAY, OH BOY

Pot Legal In Mass., butt …
You can now possess up to an ounce of pot in Massachusetts and it’s a civil fine of $100. However, now they are arguing whether they can criminalize USE of pot — $300 and jail if you pull out a joint and start smoking in public. If it just weren’t so cold in Boston in the winter, but ah, well.

It’s not exactly headline news, but Che, daughter of Jer-Dog, is having a three family, three day garage sale March 6-7-8 and requests we bring cash. You’ve been warned.

John X, the heinous one, has now landed safely in Austria with only carry on luggage and a need to blog. You can catch his adventures on his temporary blog HERE.

A green, two-tailed comet will appear tonight

Green Two-Tailed Comet Comes Close Tonight

SINATRA SPEAKS!

Chariman of the Bored

Muffy, what’s he thinking? Of course there are a lot of blogs about cats. We rule the world, don’t we? The lesser beings always gossip about the royalty. Long Live Smudge! Long Live Ollie! Long Live Marley! Sinatra is the Master of the Universe!
What’s so hard about blogging about cats? We’re very interesting.

February 20, 2009

John Long — Sat, 21 Feb 2009 05:57:23 +0000

Friday night blogger

AMAZING VIDEOS
I happened to run across some amazing videos and thought I’d share.
The first is a five minute video that is composed of 6,000 painted images by a graduate student named Reza Dolatabadi . If you follow the link, you’ll see a lot more info about how the film was put together and about the artist. The video is cool all by itself, but it has the added bonus of being a complete work of art at any point at which you pause the video.
The second video is about technique and not the video and not the soundtrack. It’s a technique called “datamoshing”, and I’ve linked to that term below so you can see some before you decide to follow up. It somehow reminds me of my friend The Oz’s paintings, a sort of dreamlike quality of reality. About a year before this so-called “music video” (you may enjoy the artwork better if you just turn off the speakers and I’m not the only one of that opinion), there was another artist, Takeshi Murata (link on page 2) who used the technique in a more contemporary art/experimental kind of way and used what I can only call a disturbing soundtrack.
I’ve put both after the “jump” so you don’t have to go there if you aren’t interested in video.
Also at the bottom of this post is the Google Earth “discovery” of Atlantis and a Proverb for my daughter.

This is the video made from 6,000 paintings:

Khoda from Reza Dolatabadi on Vimeo.

These are the links and videos using the datamoshing technique and the websight’s review where I first found it.

Datamoshing is how you call the video technique in this music video “Evident Utensil” for the band Chairlift. I would still call it digital glitches, but datamoshing sounds better (than the music in this video). So no, this video is not f*cked up, Ray Tintori of Court 13 who directed it, did it on purpose.

Today and Tomorrow blog

For an example of an earlier use of this technique in a very contemporary video with what I can only describe as a disturbing soundtrack, try Takeshi Murata‘s videos.

I READ THE NEWS TODAY, OH BOY

Here’s a Map of the projected High Speed Rail projects under the Stimulus Bill. One goes through OKC to Tulsa and down to San Antonio through Dallas.

Did Google Earth Find Atlantis? The New York Times reports that there seem to be folks who don’t think so, including people at Google, but others say it’s just gotta be. I’ve embedded the coordinates below for you to look at and decide.

View Larger Map

TODAY’S THOUGHT

Since RebL liked the last Proverb so well, here’s one that makes me think of her.

Proverbs 17:6

Grandchildren are the crown of the aged,
And the glory of children is their parents.

Yeah, baby!

February 19, 2009 (updated)

John Long — Thu, 19 Feb 2009 06:39:24 +0000

Vintage RayBans

AH CHOO! SNIFFLE SNIFF
Today’s LongRydeHome is an evocative note about Spring planting and working in the ground. I admire the sentiment, but can’t join in. I’m having an allergy day from hell. My eyes feel like they are bleeding and not just oozing water. My ears feel not just stopped up, but filled with concrete. My throat is almost closed and is raw from coughing up phlegm and the occasional post nasal drip. I am miserable. I haven’t had a good respiratory breath through my nose since I woke up at 7 this morning, and I’ve filled up half a wastebasket with tissues. It’s midday and I’ve not left the house, although I’ll soon make a foray out to buy more cigarets. You want to know what it’s like to be an addict? That’s what it’s like. No matter how miserable you are and no matter how irrational and self destructive, you do what you have to do to get your next fix.

TODAY’S THOUGHT

Proverbs 17:9

One who forgives an affront
fosters friendship,
But one who dwells on disputes
will alienate a friend.

It is easier to know wisdom than to act wisely, I find. Please forgive me if I toddle and stumble while I’m trying to learn how to walk the walk.

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February 16, 2009

John Long — Tue, 17 Feb 2009 03:04:38 +0000

UPDATE:

TV Network Founder Beheads Wife?

And you think your divorce was bitter? This guy founded a Muslim television network to bridge cultural gaps for Muslims in the United States. He called police to tell them where the body was: at the office. I find this kind of Sharia culture attitude towards women offensive from my cultural perspective. In fact, I find it mind-boggling. So much for steak and blowjob day for you, mister.

Gotta lite?

SMOKE ‘EM IF YA GOT ‘EM
My packs of Winston cigarets FORMERLY said “no additives”. It doesn’t say that any more. Neither do other cigarets, like American Spirits. The government made them put chemicals in my smokes. Yeah, that’s right. The government made them put chemicals in my cigarets. So the cigarets will go out. If you don’t keep puffing on them until the end, they just go out and you have this half a cigaret roach stub sitting in the ashtray. It’s so the old duffers like me don’t go to sleep with a cigaret in our hand and burn up the house. Meanwhile, zillions of us who will never burn down any house or bed have been forced to consume additional potential carcinogens and pathogens on top of the already risky product we consume. The Nanny State gone wild! Almost enough to make me a libertarian. Oh, and the tax on each pack increased just in time for the Great Depression. What the hell are we supposed to do for our noir films about this era if everyone stops puffing? Can you even imagine a Beat Generation without cigarets, even if a lot of them actually were clove? If they want millions of us to give up our ciggies, they better legalize pot first. Just sayin’.

Chariman of the Bored

SINATRA SPEAKS!
OMG, Muffy, the house smells so bad I can’t stay inside most of the time. My human has this little fire he carries in his mouth and it leaves stink everywhere he goes. It scares me when he coughs because who will feed me if he croaks? I guess I can always eat his face and that’ll get me through a little while, but after that? Can you imagine a cat dumb enough to carry a smoking fire in their mouth that makes them cough every morning and night? We are so obviously superior beings to the humans.
More proof that cats rule the world.

GROWNUPS BEHAVING BADLY

In this YouTube hit video, a Chinese woman throws a hissy fit when she misses her flight out of Hong Kong airport. The kicker: it worked! She got a free flight to Los Angeles.

I READ THE NEWS TODAY, OH BOY

Historian rank presidents; W = 36/42

Bashing the Arts via Stimulus Bill

TODAY’S THOUGHT

Blogblah says: Never turn down an opportunity to be kind.

February 15, 2009 (updated)

John Long — Mon, 16 Feb 2009 00:25:00 +0000

Looking on

VALENTINE’S DAY
I had a lovely Valentine’s day weekend. I ran the gamut of emotions: content, happy, joyful, ecstatic, blissfully asleep. I ignored the troubles of the world and focused on the moment. I cooked a couple of meals, steak and salad Saturday night. I received in abundance validation and emotional fulfillment. Did some interesting things like antique shopping, thrift stores, book stores, coffee. Stress free and full of laughter and intimacies.
By comparison, my blogging buddy Flibbertigibbit vents a bit about Valentine’s and relationships and flirting and that whole boy-girl thing.
MindOverMary posts with passionate kindness and urgent wisdom in a lovely essay that made me admire my sister even more than ever.
Mom-A-Tron, aka RebL, gives us a lesson in green valentines that, I must admit, express a far more true and everlasting valentine than the pink and red crap we seem to favor.
LongRydeHome had a weekend full of trauma (a trip to the ER) and drama (a personal feud gone all bloggy) and despite the fact that MCARP shows up in a great many of her episodes, he has nothing whatsoever to report at 3:40 a.m. Wednesday through Saturday.
Sweet mystery of life.

I READ THE NEWS TODAY, OH BOY

gay agenda/Sally Kern

Broken Penis Syndrome

The End of All Marriages?

A BIT OF OLD BUSINESS

TODAY’S THOUGHT

Those who are kind reward themselves
But the cruel do themselves harm.

Proverbs 11:17

SINATRA SPEAKS

Chariman of the Bored

Muffy, it was a lovely weekend. Nothing better than having not one but two humans doing your bidding. I out-thought them at every turn. If one got tired of petting me, I went to the other one and said I’d never been petted in my life. One to let me in and one to let me out. LUXE! SCORE! The best that neither one knew the other one was feeding me. I don’t even care about the blue jay and the mockingbirds, there’s no room in my belly for another bite. Well, maybe one tiny, just a thin slice more.
More proof that cats rule the world.

February 6, 2009 (UPDATED)

John Long — Fri, 06 Feb 2009 01:52:08 +0000

Wind Song 402-08

Joy Reed Belt’s gallery will be showing the work of Michi Susan Friday evening at the Art at the Elms First Friday gallery opening on the Paseo. The thumbnail photo here is of a 40″X30″ mixed media piece, “Wind Song 402-08″, that was in the online invitation to the event. With the weather expected to be very mild for February, I hope to see you all there. I don’t know what else is going on Friday night, but if I stumble upon who is playing at VZDs, Red Cup, Galileo’s or some other place I’m likely to go, I’ll update. I’m too lazy to search their sites right now. If someone else already knows, leave a comment with a link, will ya?

TWITTER

OK, if you are already on Twitter, as I am, then you’ll understand this video and I hope you’ll look up Blogblah and follow me or something. If you aren’t on Twitter, you won’t understand that it can be fun but it’s also annoying as hell. Anyway, here’s this tech blogger ranting:

TODAY’S THOUGHT

Enjoy what you can, endure what you must

Goethe

I READ THE NEWS TODAY, OH BOY

Galactic Intelligent Life Abounds?

(Maybe just not here, you think? Ed.)

MORE TWITTER HATE

February 5, 2009

John Long — Thu, 05 Feb 2009 03:58:05 +0000

BECAUSE I SAID SO

Do you remember the line from Desiderata: “Avoid loud and aggressive people”? King Solomon in his Proverbs and the Tao and others all warn against people who are quick to anger.
I have to admit that sometimes I’m that guy.
I have a temper. I frequently must apologize for things I say when I’m mad. Even worse, as some of the women who’ve dated me will testify, are the things I write in letters and emails when I’m pissed off and mad.

One of the more wise things ever said to me is about anger: Anger is hurt turned inside out. This from a tipsy shrink in a Tulsa bar about 30-35 years ago. It’s still true.
Mostly, anger isn’t a first emotion, it’s a second one. What comes before anger is hurt: someone steps on our toes in some way. Mostly, we’re hurt when we think we will not get something we want very much or that we will lose something we have and care about.
In many ways, this grandfather still has a child’s temper. I get angry the most and fastest about some jibe at my self esteem or when I think I’ve had my fabulous ego somehow punctured. I can throw a real hissy fit when I don’t get my way.
I’ve written women I really care about some pretty rough assaults on their personal dignity. Of course, I do this rather upscale — my wordsmithing goes into high gear so that there’s no mere namecalling or “flaming”. No, no. When I write a letter to an opposing attorney or someone else who has offended me, I do so at the very height of the language. Often, I write these missives with keen psychological insight and deft punctures of their assertions with cunning logical syllogisms of my own.
At least that’s what I think when I’m carefully crafting these social A-Bombs.
Solomon says that not only should you avoid a man with a quick temper, you should never listen to his advice.
An angry man, this angry man in all events, is likely to be surrounded by turmoil and trouble. When acting in anger, my actions are likely to be rash, irrational and hurtful.
And, I get predictable results.
People don’t like to hear my verbal lashings.
They don’t respond well.
I’ve never had anyone who received such a missive or tongue-lashing say, “Oh, well, I never thought of it that way before. You are so right that I’ll have to change my whole life and way of thinking to accommodate you, John.”
After repeating this same mistake over and over again for about a half century, I finally started doing something different a couple of years ago.
Oh, I still write the email or letter. I even edit it and hone it to a fine steel rapier that slashes and plunges deep into the human dignity and self respect of the intended recipient.
Then, I get a good night’s rest.
The next day, I delete it and write something else less incendiary.
When I write the second letter, I have to keep in mind that a kind word will turn away their wrath.
I have to keep in mind that I’m not perfect and that maybe I’ve done something to deserve their thrust against my self esteem and ego. Maybe instead of an angry reply what’s needed is an apology from me.
Maybe it’s possible to seek a compromise that would be impossible in an all out war of words.
I can’t stop having times when I feel hurt and I can’t stop having times when I get angry.
What I can do is stop acting on that anger and hurt.
It’s so much easier for me to hold my tongue (restrain my pen, stop typing) at the front end than it is to try and back off and explain my way out of the mess after I’ve set fire to my hair.
Now that I’ve figured out the whole email and letter thing, it would be lots better if I could only work out the installation of the delete button on my tongue.
SINATRA SPEAKS

Chariman of the Bored

Muffy, if you’re waiting on an apology from me, you’d best watch the weather report from Hell for news of an incoming freeze because there will be ice skating on that pond of burning excrement before you’ll hear me say I’m sorry. Rulers of the universe don’t apologize, that’s for minions like him. I have no idea what he’s thinking. I’m a predator. We don’t apologize. We aren’t sorry. We do not display weakness in front of lesser beings.
It’s a good thing that cats rule the world.

TODAY’S THOUGHT

A proper apology has three parts:
1. What I did was wrong
2. I feel badly that I hurt you
3. How do I make this better?

The Last Lecture, Chapter 47
Randy Pausch

I READ THE NEWS TODAY, OH BOY

Obama Admits Appointment Mistakes

FOR NO REASON

The secrets of seduction revealed — hopes this works for you!