July 21-27 2013

 Sunday 21- it rained really hard around 3am. It continued off and on all day.

I did my stretches, lifted weights, yoga, ran a mile and a half with 1.5lbs around each wrists, core trainer, and punched the heavybag for two minutes.

Linda H. came by to borrow a tarp to cover her trailer and we yapped for a spell. She left when it started to rain again.

 

Monday 22- around 85 degrees with a few sprinkles of rain here and there.

I did my stretches, lifted weights, yoga, ran a mile and a half with 1.5lbs around each wrists, core trainer, and punched the heavybag for three minutes.

I finally got time to myself to sit down and fill out my 2011 Federal income tax that I mentioned a few weeks ago when I spent three hours on the phone with the IRS to straighten everything out. 

I did my stretches, lifted 10lb dumbbells and went for my evening walk with my backpack.

Kelly cooked up some tasty jambalaya and invited me over for dinner... I even got to take some home!  

I watched a movie I saw way back when it first came out in 1981 called “Quest For Fire”. It is strange how I remember some parts of it differently now.

 

Tuesday 23- temps 103 degrees with humidity.

I did my stretches.

Linda H. called asking me to come around to help her hang the sliding door on the bathroom. We did that and just as I was going to leave she remembered that she couldn’t get her tailgate and window opened of her truck’s camper shell. I found out that the shell was coming unbolted and was starting to slide off the truck. I took two opened ended wrenches and tightened the four holding bolts down. Now it won’t fall off and onto some poor person’s vehicle driving behind her.

I went to my mailbox down on Lear Ave to see if Margaret’s power supply came... all I got was a note saying it was at the post office.

 

Wednesday 24- temps are around 106 degrees, light rain here and there with lots of humidity.

I did my stretches.

I took Kelly to Twentynine Palms post office and then to the DMV. We bought a pizza at Domino's Pizza and ate it at her home. 

 

Thursday 25- very early at 3:30am we had a downpour that lasted 10-20 minutes. Temps of 102 with light clouds and a bit of humidity. 

I did my stretches, lifted weights and punched the heavybag for two minutes.

I watched season 4 episode 18 of “Warehouse 13”; Lost and Found.

 

Friday 26- it has been raining off and on since 1pm. Temps in the 90s with heavy Nimbostratus cloud cover with Cumulonimbus clouds gathering and creating lightning and thunder.

I did my stretches.

I updated the Copper Mountain Mesa Website and sent out the Newsletter.

I worked on Margaret's laptop for a spell.

I wrote some poems and then watched “Battlestar Galactica: the Miniseries”. 

 

Saturday 27- slightly over 100 degrees with sweltering humidity.

I did my stretches, lifted weights, yoga, ran a mile and a half with 1.5lbs around each wrists, core trainer, and punched the heavybag for five minutes.

I got everything ready for potluck. It was the first time I tried to make a Caesar Salad and I hoped everyone will like it. I arrived at our Community center and there were already 35 folks standing around Chris Jonas’s Grill Master as he barbecue steaks and babyback ribs to go along with Dyan Carroll’s lobster tails her mom Dorothy Jacobsen had flown in yesterday from Maine. For dessert, Mary and Chris Koval brought strawberry shortcake with plenty of homemade whipped cream for topping. Folks were dropping by telling us the aroma from the barbecue brought them. Neighbors Mark and Claudine Morella and their daughter Izzy (you all remember them?) were on their way back from a barbecue that was canceled because of the weather. Mark made a quick call and within fifteen minutes we had a Mariachi band serenading all of us. Other’s from the canceled barbecue showed up bringing all kinds of steaks and jumbo shrimps for the Grill Master to cook up. We must have ended up with 65 folks in all. On my plate I had a whole rack of baby back ribs, salad, lobster with clarified butter. For my dessert I declined the baked Alaska and settled for the yummy strawberry shortcake. There was plenty leftover to take home and everyone had a pleasant time.

I got back home and couldn’t move, honestly, I ate so much that all I did for the rest of the night was watch reruns of Sherlock Holmes and first episode of “Battlestar Galactica”; 33. 

It is good to have friends with a good sense of humor and in actuality we only had ten folks showing up for potluck, but my friends there at potluck, God bless them all, asked me to make up a story instead of  my usual listing of what was brought. They even said to make up people... I told them I could do that :)

 

 

 

 

***** Stuff I Wrote this Week****** 

 

A reply to Scotty’s Poem:

But what becomes of this decay, this tiny life, this raven's prey? Where once had stood yet lives no more, has sprouted seeds from lover's tears. It grows to reach, to spread, beyond the realms of night, to carry hope, to shine a light, upon our fears of desolate waste, to guide us safely to our fate.

 

 

It is a shattered day when 

a love once held

slips away

into silent spell

that seeps darkness

into my heart

and steals

what is left

as they depart

 

Sadness sorrow do surround

who lost a love  

tears on the ground

seek our passion

seek our faith

what once was love

bitter ashes lay

 

Time will heal

or so they say

this deep dark wound

will still remain

Oh my heart

oh how it bleeds

amid oceans of sorrow

I collapsed to my knees

bending now

I cover my face

not wanting see

a new reality

that has taken love’s place

Tears of loneliness

run freely now

upon wet cheeks 

and broken brow

What is now stolen 

can not be replaced

but heal it will

to bear the scars

for yet another love

who wanders my way

 

 

Nature sings her sweet melodies

with raindrops that patter all around me

of bees buzzing in fields of flowers varied with color

painting landscapes for those who take such a bother. 

I listen to see, using sight I do hear 

Nature’s song is my soul’s request to defeat all my fears.

I saw then heard lightning booms of thundered

as distant storms rage to create such a fright

this giving me pause for things I must ponder

of life and death and how it must be

as the sounds of  winds whipping through high forest trees

If I sit quietly

close my eyes to face the Sun

I can hear nature’s song as she sings

and we become one.

 

 

 It is nice to be happy and find that spot in life where you are balanced, calm, in awe of life, and charmed by others who hold you dear to their hearts .

 

 

As for religion; I take a little bit of this here and a little bit there to add to my own philosophy. I don't much care to be a follower of any... I leave that for others to pursue... I simply exist.

 

 

Let's do more than go forth out into space, let's rip these chains our Earthly bonds that restrains us from the future we seek. Aloft up high beyond the clouds, beyond the Moon, among the stars, this is where our hearts belong, this is where we shall strive to be. Though we love and cherish our Earth our nest, but to lie stagnant in her bosom is not best. We must be thrust out to space and spread as seeds, like fields of dandelion caught in a breeze.

 

 

In reply to a question of open source society:

 

 BSD and Microsoft evolved from the same tree trunk (Binary code) but broke off to form different branches; one open source and one proprietary. So it would possibly be the trunk or Binary code where we want to start which is basic to all higher level languages. Putting this all in perspective; The number one problem is the world cannot sustain a singularity with the economic systems of today. 

It would be a benefit to devolve the present systems of government into something simpler... possibly eliminating money as payment altogether for another system of value based payment and commitment that everyone can contribute and benefit from.

In history I can see many beginnings of singularities that ultimately failed because they could not be maintained: The technology to construct the pyramids of Egypt are lost to antiquity. The Dark Ages was a definite step back for Western Civilization. I saw a short news item back when President Bush declared we were going back to the Moon, but NASA basically lost the know how to build a rocket like the Saturn 5 and sent teams of researchers scrambling to junkyards to retrieve parts of the Saturn 5 rockets that were sold as junk. 

I also believe that all bets are off if we cannot colonize and mine space for the raw materials we need to maintain a stable structure of government, social stability and the safety of humanity spreading out into the universe which a finite Earth cannot provide.

 

 

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