I admit...I slept through most of today again. Hoping this may be the last day like this, though. Finally starting to feel myself again...just as the snow dances down from the sky again. Perhaps the snow gods showed pity on me, but by the end of New Years day we had nothing left other than slight piles left by snow plows along the street. Looking out there that night was like looking at a glowing landing strip under the Moon. The flurries began, again, last night and have been on and off all day today. Watching I drift down from the clouds to cleanse the ground anew. Now, the ground is barely carpeted, just kissed by the snow gods...being the snow has stayed, I would suggest there was some tongue involved. Rumour has it that we will [Read more...]
Dark out my window again. Funny how that happens each night. I keep expecting Mother Nature to try and fool me sometime, but it has yet to happen. Sitting in my office with a heating blanket on my lap. The Doberman is laying on his bed behind me trying to ignore my tapping fingers as he and I listen to ESPN's broadcast of the final regular season NFL games of the season. For the record Hanny, the Doberman, is picking the Steelers to win it all...I'm staying with my pick of Baltimore which I made back in April. Still not a great day. Heavily medicated, easily taken advantage of...although not easy enough, as that has yet to happen. Mind you, not sure I would be able to participate in much more than a group sneeze at this [Read more...]
Well this sucks. Based on this lovely flu, it may be a week or two before I feel normal again. You're all jealous, aren't you? You all want it now. Yeah...right. Even have a 'narcotic' prescription cough medicine which tends to put me to sleep in ten paces. Anyhow, likely to have proper entries running again tomorrow...hopefully. I have done my Star Wars marathon, my Matrix and Underworld marathons, two seasons of X-Files and now a couple of episodes into season one of Babylon 5...currently watching a soul hunter convention. Anyhow...as I sit here a look at my fourth day in a row of soup, I can only say one thing: My kingdom for a pizza!
We are the world's peace keepers, eh? Well, perhaps we were, not so sure anymore. Whenever the holidays roll around, I always have this one song that bounces around my skull. A bit of irony with this tune. For one, I am big P Pagan and small W Wiccan, so Christmas tunes are generally frowned upon by me. Second, the guy who wrote and sings this particular Christmas song wrote a very famous song that goes against the Christian ideals of the holiday: "Imagine there's no hell below us Above us only sky... Imagine all the people Living for today..." Normally I would reference who the quote is from, but odds are these lines are better known than any verse from the Bible, Qu'ran or any other scripture. So, before my cold drugs send me off to [Read more...]
I know I am not the first to say this, but George Lucas cannot write romance to save his life. he writes romance the way Stephen King writes endings. As mentioned in my previous post, I am ill and sitting on my couch. Pretty as the snow covered Canadian landscape is, one does grow bored of looking out at it constantly...so I am now into Episode III of a Star Wars marathon. Lucas is second to none in writing multi-pronged battle scenes. He is the Master Jedi as he flashes between fights going on simultaneously in space, on the Endor Moon and the light saber duel in the new Death Star. However, watching the smile on Han's face after discovering that Luke is Leia's brother without so much as a double take... In the prequels, the romance [Read more...]
There seems to be no sun today. I sit on my couch, sniffing and sneezing and staring out at the snow covered yards. Gun metal grey clouds above the barren street today. A car or truck passes every now and again as they dance towards there destination. Everyone has somewhere to go...something to do. There are no destinations anymore. Only resting points between trips to the next resting point. They all hurry on with the theory that their destination is more important than yours. Their purpose trumps yours...makes yours unworthy. With more money...a faster car...more things...we gain the appearance of being happy. But what have we lost? "Lost a planet, Master Kenobi has...how embarrassing." - Yoda, Attack of the Clones Generally I [Read more...]
Was not going to be online today, but I am sitting alone with the Doberman in the car as my date for the day has gone into the barn to check on her horse. The Doberman is not happy. I am feeling much better. Still have to cold but this morning is the first time in four days I have felt well enough to go out. Called my kids this morning and they got flooded with gifts (as predicted) by their mother. That's only the beginning as they will be off to their her parents later today as well. That type of excess that they are going through today always bothers me. Not much I can do from here. I guess this is the punishment for picking badly on relationships. I miss my kids something awful this morn...but I am scared to think of the mess I would [Read more...]
It is 23:45 and I'm waiting for my meds to kick in. Thanks to a cold or something I picked up at the office on Monday, just was not in a writing mood at all today. Back on my horse tomorrow, though... Or as my old fav cliche goes, save a horse, ride a cowboy. A little too cold for my cowboy hat at the moment, but the stallion Percheron and other five horses in the barn will appreciate the break. Tonight's sleep music is a mix between Fleetwood Mac's Behind the Mask...the one were they replaced the stoned Lindsay Buckingham with two guitar players...and the Foo Fighters' In Your Honor (note, the missing 'u'), Disc 2. Fleetwood Mac has this uncanny knack for song writing. With or without Buckingham, everything they did grows on me if I [Read more...]