Hello world!

Oh, my Lanta! I am wanting to share, and there’s nobody to stop me. What embarrassing horrors am I about to self commit? Because nobody asked for this.

But if I can’t say what I need to say, I’ll burst. It’s not for me to judge whether it’s worth hearing. That’s up to you the reader.

I’m going to try and post videos probably on YouTube. I’m going to have a written blog here. But I’m working on how to produce it so that it’s entertaining. Educational, and not a waste of time.

I know it’s arrogant to think anybody would be at all. Interested in what I’m doing. Because to be perfectly honest with you I’m not all that interested in the details of your life. That’s just in long doses.

I have a short attention span. It really doesn’t matter how important the conversation is how sincere the conversation is, or even who the conversation is with. I will lose track of the conversation. Then I will either nod along with the conversation, uncomprehendingly, or I will jump in with the story of mine related to what you were talking about.

So anyway, now that I’m free to say whatever, whenever, and however I please, expect TMI

On the road to Albuquerque

So this is a train of thought block post while driving.

I’m dictating this with my iPhone and it inherent text to speech interface. I’m not even gonna look at the translation. I’m just gonna hit send when I’m done talking.

I love driving! I hate it driving For the last year because of how pathetic my Prius had gotten. I’m driving a 2012 Toyota Highlander hybrid and I love it!

The last time I took a road trip and my Prius why two months ago? I went to Hobbs, New Mexico and back, that’s six hours round-trip. It was winter so I didn’t have to worry about the air conditioning failing like the last time. I drove it when it was over 100 outside, so no worries there.

It’s biggest problems where the following: one the headlight on the right side Would flicker and intermittently turn off. It had a slow oil leak, or it was burning oil, which is what I think because I never saw a puddle, after that six hour trip the red triangle of death came on to tell me nothing except to panic. But over the last year, I found that when it does that if I checked the oil it’ll be, more than a quart loaf. And the windshield wiper washer fluid pump doesn’t work. The car antenna broke off years ago. It doesn’t have a Bluetooth media interface.

So by the time I got back home by windshield was dirty street, the headlight was off,and it was telling me it was gonna die any minute now. Lol.

I am currently cruising down the road with a Clearfield of you and a comfortable sedan like ride. Just waiting to finish this off so that I can enjoy SiriusXM, which is somehow free. I love this car!

Hey Siri

What did Jesus say about private things?

Matthew 6:5

Thank you

Thank you 🙏 Gideons

Keep going

Almost there
Bingo!

Matthew 6:19-21 If we agree that this is True, that’s a great place to start.

Good night! 🌙💤

Thank you to the Gideons

Last edit I promise Stephen Mitchell’s translation is my favorite

I’ll share this with you.

Just not tonight! 😉

The alphas seem to have hunkered down for the night. The jungle grows quiet. Furious s

It’s after midnight now. Shutting off the phone….now

Day One. Days Inn. Daze Out. Take Two.

I checked in to the Day’s Inn, ordered a pizza, vaped, and started writing what I was thinking. Then after I had read it a few times, I was stoned and started editing. That was a mistake! So here I am the next day, in my new room, not stoned, and editing. THC is fine for stimulating divergent thinking. But it sucks for executive functions like decision making. Here’s the important parts:

{Author’s note: I was in a great mood and feeling humorous. As I get to be a more active writer, I’ll categorize things better. Clean up the message. Stay on point. Tangents can be their own posts later. Etc.

So this was some funnies:}

When I started writing, waiting for my pizza, I hear two guys right outside my door. They’re us. I hear all sorts of alpha male call outs of Hemis, Cougars, Navy, Real Truck, etc.

Loudly

Silverback style

I’m a chimp

I won’t twist your head off.

I’ll eat your face.

End of funnies.

I’m safely ensconced in my hotel room. I don’t want to say where I am. Let’s just say they’re known for Aliens. 😉

I love my new car!

BOTH headlights stayed on? ✅

Free SiriusXM radio✅

{Author’s note: I start joking again.}

🔺 of 💀 didn’t come on ✅

I got the pink slip baby! ☑️

(It’s in the mail or something.)

{😬 yikes. Really cringe at these}

My mom says I should name it…

The contenders so far

Silver Bird

Silver Fox 🦊 lol

Silver Surfer 🏄

{Author’s Note: This is a thought that I’ve been working on as a comedic bit. Or something. Funny idea? Where I’ve written edit and a time was yesterday’s stoned edits.}

GenXAssemble! 🇺🇸

So this triggered the earlier thought of GenX Assemble! I know it isn’t original. I have images of people in cosplay level gear in whatever timelines alts etc. edit 10:26pm

Here’s a thought I had while driving:

GenXAssemble!

TikTokers answering the call in whatever form they want. (stitching) 🧵?

Edit 10:27 😬 ok. Time out. Don’t whatever you do hit Publish yet. Ok. Whew! You don’t want to know.

edit 10:31PM sounds of woman screaming incoherently in the parking lot. Alpha Males, you’re up! Edit 10:32

{These are remarks from last night while editing}

Original text…By that I mean I’m not editorializing, I’m editing. So I’m deleting obvious crap. I’ve put enough time into it, I want to keep it for when I’m not stoned again. I don’t drive stoned.

Edit ok, the alphas are beating their chests and thundering around with their big loud cars with their big

loud engines going vroom , vroom

Yes. They trigger anxiety in me. 🖕 them.

There it is. 🌙 ok. Time to just chills a bit. Save for tomorrow. I like what I did. Save as and continue mañana 🪝🍅🥬

{So this was the end of my stoned edits. I was tired and wanted to sleep. What follows is what I wrote before the stoned edits but after sober edits. I’m editing now, in Flagstaff. The thoughts are a continuation of the GenX Assemble idea. }

⬇️⬇️⬇️

Anyway, here’s my point.

Our time has come. We were made for this moment. We were raised by mostly self-interested boomers who wouldn’t trust their instincts and instead read books about how to raise their children. Wait, that was me. Insight:

My parents read Dr. Spock (not Mr. Spock) it was confusing.

No we read “What to Expect When you’re Expecting” That is we bought it and passed it down to our kids.?

You too? GenX 🙌

{This was a real-time recognition of the fact that I was raised by a parent reading a book because that’s what nearly everyone was doing, that I did it too AND that I had passed it down.}

All of us short-circuited, burnt out, non-diagnosed fellow trauma survivors out there have to suit up, mount up, and most importantly get up, off our asses! Ass?

{The “core” idea is that even though we have different opinions left and right, we have a lot more in common. Trying to find a middle ground that we can start from. The middle needs to rein in their extreme fringes. I deleted unfunny jokes.}

You see,

You shouldn’t be praying in public.

I know you mean well.

But you really aren’t helping.

Here’s what I believe,

We are most sincere when it’s just us alone with God. I understood that truth a long time ago.

Even with the most sincere motives, when we don’t keep that part of our existence private, we’re actually harming our “spiritual” understanding.

Anyway

Very rarely we come across someone, and look in their eyes w/o any reservations, because we don’t have any doubt, that they accept us exactly as we are.

And in those moments we experience the Love of God.

However,

I no longer believe that it is Supernatural. I believe it is a part of the Universe. In ways I do not, nor could ever fully understand. But it is worth increasing our understanding.

Is it not?

Do you concur?

I now believe like never before that nearly all organisms experience something of what it is to be alive. So the closer they are to us in awareness, the more we can understand and empathize with their experiences.

Not intelligence or emotion or any of the labels we characterize existence as, just awareness,

If that is true, then we need to drastically and dramatically rethink our coexistence with the rest of the Earth.

{I was getting full of myself}

Random intrusive 💭

Deleted

Broken antenna like I had before❌

Room less than 80 bucks. ✅

Great Pizza from Dion’s. Spicy but good quality pizza 🍕

It’s a shame they were delicious

👽

Ok 👍

Here’s my idea 💡

{I had this bit in my mind where I was a conman trying to get the reader to want to know what my idea was. As I was about to reveal it, I’d think of the conman saying:}

What you think I’m an idiot? I’m just going to blurt out my Million Dollar Idea? Huh. Get lost.

So.

For my next bit I want to set the scene as I am experiencing it at this moment…..

I’ve never been more tempted to steal…
Uh oh! El Diablo!

This chair looks awesome. I love the color scheme.

Time!

{I wanted to include a picture of my room to make it more Bloggy. This was when I decided to edit while stoned}

(I finished writing about an hour and a half ago. I scrolled through it a couple of times. Went back to the beginning to try and record that train of thought I had had while driving, and then trying to record it later while stoned)

{This is how I feel about legalization. Especially when stoned}

Texas, Idaho, let’s legalize it! C’mon y’all! Fellow cowpersons 🤠 I have a lot of respect for those that live the strait edge (?) lifestyle. Not for me.

At least not tonight. 😉

Tonight I am going to enjoy the pleasant effects of a great Indica King Louis (Louis)🤣 XIII)

10:04 PM local time

That whole train of thought was instigated by a White Christian woman on church TV. She said something about Satan that made me laugh out loud.

Anyway

I have this idea see…

Leverage the awesome power of ChatGPT to

Ha! You really think I’m just going to say it.. What a Maroon! Gull-a-bull! 🤣

But it’s awesome

If you only knew…

Is weed legal in New Mexico? ✅✅✅

Good night! 🌙

Tip your waiter! 🎤🎤🎙️🔦

{Ok that’s it.}

Tonight in Flagstaff

2.5x yesterday’all cost

Not worth it.

Back by popular demand!

Yes, I’m back. I’m even thinking of reclaiming my real name. We’ll see. I feel like my old self. Like my teacher friend, Jenni, said, “looking forward, not backwards” Or as one of my first “Memes”, from Gumball Ralley. Raul Julia says,

The 1st Rule of Italian Driving…

“Whattsa behind me, (removes rear view mirror) is not important!”

Of course, we didn’t call them memes back then. They were just funny lines from movies & TV shows. I look at my brother and say any setup line from any of those ‘70s movies and he’ll deliver a spot on reading. Consummate professional. God I miss him.

No! He’s not dead. Sorry (in a Canadian soory kind of way) It’s just he’s been up in the Great White Northwest and I’ve been in Libtardia.

There was a long stretch of years, at least two, when him and I and our mom would play Sid Meir’s Civilization on our computers with our modems and such. First III, then IV, and I think even V.

I thought of it as feeling my Irish, because good whiskey didn’t put a damper on my game. Somehow it got me out of the way so I could be, no say what I thought. Because I knew that whatever I said was the truth. Confidence. I miss that too.

I’m not gonna let it end there tonight because obviously I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. I’m one of those guys that asks questions and thinks seriously about them, and what the ramifications might be. Even if I don’t like where they’re headed. If you’ve never considered it, how can you already have an opinion about it?

So I had several thoughts today, that I want to pursue.

I confessed my sins and sincerely accepted Jesus as the Son of God and wanted to be like him.

That was about 40 years ago.

I gotta be honest with you. I’ve never seen him. I’ve only had “feelings, impressions, thoughts” of spiritual experiences.

But there was a time when I was feet first in. It was later, about 30 years ago. That was in Visalia.

I was attending College of the Sequoias. I was on welfare. With my wife and two daughters. We were broke hippies. We were living in a KOA trailer park in Goshen. I’ll put those white trash credentials up against anyone!

Pizza’s here. I may, or may not, write later.

Soulmate

Who are your current most favorite people?

I have a soulmate out there, the other half that makes me whole. I don’t have to be within reach, just within thought for me to feel their love. Their existence makes me question my assumptions about reality. A better person couldn’t be wished for.

Thank you to Whoever made you.

Don’t bother me, I’m remembering

Some memories are so sweet I fear I’ll ruin it if I dwell too long. But on anniversaries, the temptation is too great! Be they good or bad, I will roll around in them like a hog in mud. Coating myself in the cooling, soothing comfort.

These next few days will be a roller coaster of memory rides. Some thrilling, some sad, and some heartbreaking. So if I seem preoccupied, I’ve been putting some of these memories off for a long time, I’m going to be looking back intently over the next few weeks and months.

If you are making new memories for the future, I’m glad for you. It means you’re still living your life. I’m in a very reflective stage in my life, so I’m going to spend some time organizing and recording the life I’ve lived. Maybe next year I can get back to living life and making memories again. We’ll see.

You were there. It was real, even if it was temporary.

Junk drawer

When I owned a home I had a garage. And an attic. Heck it had all kinds of storage. Now that I’m an apartment dweller, I’ve got more than no space and less than home space. My storage unit has been a nice buffer. I thought this was going to be my last emptying.

Nope. There is just too much stuff still! I forgot about my daughter’s clothes and Nick-knacks too. But there’s a mobile gasoline/lp gas generator I don’t want to give up and a bunch of books I can’t throw away…

My car is full with two guitars, a plastic bin with lots of pictures and albums, a printer, and many coffee cups, hats, and books shoved in nooks. It’s full and I’ve got my suitcase, backpack, and gym bag in my room. 🤔

I’ll make it work. I want to stop by Costco tomorrow and look for deals on computers. I’ve got a $163 credit with them. I’ll get coffee and some golf clubs if nothing else! 😉

Then breakfast with the Boys before heading back. Linda refuses to talk to me. I talked to them last night and the three of us agree on the specifics of my side. So there’s no problem with us three and our relationship. We’re working out a gaming schedule. Maybe Tuesday and Thursday WoW Classic? Eve Online? 🤷‍♂️

I’m proud of my sons. They’re strong in ways I never was. When they say (and especially when they do) things that are responsible and adult-ing, I am confident for their future. They’re going to be fine.

Veterans Day

Nope. Not yet. But man do I feel appreciated! Luxor upgraded my room (for a small fee) to a suite. So cool!

26th floor baby!
No jets. Just a ridiculously huge tub. 😂
Bravo Luxor!

I’m going to rest up and then go look for mid rats.

Connections

Did you know when you touch something your skin doesn’t actually physically come in contact with the surface of a table say. The little electrons of the atoms of the molecules that make up your skin repel the little electrons of the molecules that make up the fibers of the wood of the table.

But. You don’t really “touch” the table. Little nerve fibers pass on bio-electro-chemical “signals” like a baton race. Here, pass it on. Then something something happens and you of your reality experiences the sensation of a smooth surface under your fingers.

And yet…

Anniversaries are important to me. It’s a PTSD thing. But it’s also a way for my brain to focus. It’s easier to remember details on anniversaries for me than on other days when I may be reminiscing about my past.

The universe is telling me reality is connected on a more fundamental level than I could ever conceive. I have no idea how wrong I really am with my pretentious guesses about the truth. I can accept that. That makes sense. Every human being is equally far away from humanly inconceivable truths. Accept that. Get a good seat. Watch it happen.

Tomorrow will become an anniversary of sorts for me. There are a few events that have happened in my life that I can remember distinctly because of the importance and intensity of the moment.

When I run across an anniversary of one of those moments it can be like touching an electric fence. I feel what I felt then, in a way. Subdued of course, but the intensity of it was forgotten until I was surprised to find it still there just waiting to be remembered.

I’m experiencing memories of last year because I actually kept a journal. Several journals. Wow. I really thought a year ago that any day now, the divorce will be final and I’ll get to live in an apartment instead of in a tent next to my daughter’s RV.

It’s been a ride let me tell you. I’ve got audio recordings going back to 2017 talking about the trouble I was in at work. I want to see my wedding videos! Remember what it was like to feel the words when I told my wife I loved her.

Tomorrow will establish an anniversary. I will be debt free tomorrow for the first time in about 40 years. If I allow myself to become ensnared in that foolishness again I’ll deserve whatever consequences I earn! Not me friend. I have seen the light.

Accounting Day? Accountability Day? Net Worth Declaration? The Truth Shall Set You Free day. Needs work.

But it will be a day to remember!