You could call this a personal creative fiction journal about a world traveler and his evolving life.
He saw the warmth of Americans vanish with the once large friendly middle class. Was there a Camelot, when we thought of ourselves as a good nation?
The powers that be have been holding our country hostage since Reagan took away the power of the unions and Neoconservatives took over the Republican Party!
Will we ever stop our declining ways?
(sorry for typos!)
I prograstinate on taking that surf ...
...The days keep swimming by in this beautiful paradise .....I suppose that is one of the frquent depressing
thoughts that often invades humans' minds...
where as animals don't have that ability or does an old dog realize that he's too old to learn new tricks??
I have an image of a dog deciding he would rather just take a nap instead of going after an old stick!!
Maybe I could do a search for that and see what funny pics show up for a dog debating about the stick ??...
I guess the only thing that I have discipline to do daily is put more pics on this blog that less than 5-10 read everyday...
We need to make another adventure!!....
Where could we go without spending an outrageous amount??
Both of us are so tired being full time parents....
But the wanderlust can compensate for our frequent state of inactivity of winter/summer hibernation??
With our ADD and very tired state of exhaustion, it is almost too much energy to get out to go shopping on my bicycle...let alone mail all these xmas cards that family and friends that we should be in touch with...
I worry that when I send pics to the in laws, somehow porn will be sent ....my luck...
Porn is so horrible... ;)
neked images of women...horrible.. I guess in ancient days it was ok make pictures and statues..but today that puritan ethic invades our cultures...
(low carbon imprint rationale for laziness...I need to send that definition to Urban dictionary!)
I feel almost like not having the energy combined with the overwhelming feeling and need to get together by my extended Australian family...
If the inertia would take hold we would both be so proud of each other... I want to do it without feeling the crutch of ADDAboy...
I suppose that both of could accomplish so much more when we try it...but it is an amphetamine so it would not be at all healthy for my lactating wife...but me??
I try to get into the mindset of that this is our holiday "babymoon"...
We should be enjoying ourselves!!....
Aproaching this year as our very low carbon imprint babymoon is our best philosophy of life for the moment... No worries mate!
Hey Mate! Shutup and pass the bloody bong!
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i went downstairs to admire the almost full waning moon...
realizing my own mortality...
i think of a friend who had his wake up call at a much younger age
and then i get a glimmer of what my own mortality could be
when i walk across Hedges ave.
and suddenly see double with much better acuity...
it was bizarre
i closed either eye and didnt see double
but then I could walk just shutting one eye
to a chair
to see my beloved ocean one more time
and eat a halloween mini candy bar
the uneasy feeling wondering when the double image
fades away with each bite
a mini stroke....
and I hug my son that evening
and play frisbee with my son more than i ever have
having discovered my son's new toy hidden among
the seaweed about a 100 meters out from shore...
the feelings run across my mind that night,
with frustration at my own body's fragile shell
and the necessary need to establish the bucket list....