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...]
"Damn!" Cliff finished his ice cream cone just as he spotted the drips on his red sweater. Licking the tip of his thumb, he brushed at it trying to get it off his large belly. He walked along the path watching the people. Compared to most, he was over dressed. The arm pit sweat stains grew by the second. The splash of water hit the beach just south over his right shoulder. Children giggled as they had their first chance of the spring to play. A brunette in hot red shorts sped past him on roller skates. Her pale skin winked at him from under her white halter top. "Too skinny," Cliff whispered. "That can't be healthy." He saw a shock of red hair over his right shoulder before he felt her run into the back of him. The female scream made [Read more...]
Drifting home tonight as the wind a flurries push me on my way. Sign ahead says Newmarket is ahead, but I'm not convinced that is where I want to go. The Moon is in hiding tonight. Considering how bright it was for Solstice, it probably needs to recharge. Took the dog out a week ago, and it seemed as though she was mimicking the sun. Perhaps it was flirting. She was showing her bright feathers to reinitiate the chase across the sky. It was wonderful feeling her light across my face. Feeling her looking...and I cannot decide if she looks up at us, or down upon us. Either way, we should give her a show to make her smile and grow even brighter in the night sky.