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2006-05-05 - 6:20 a.m.

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if you know Batty from Ferngully then you might begin to understand what is going n in my head at the mooment...

or moment, for that matter...

what with synapses randomly misfiring, typos could be quite revealing (or meaningless) as the fingers attempt to arrange letters to convey what is swimming around my mind... obviously (or not) a subconscious reference to the adoration I find in heart for the-moo slipped in just now, or a moment ago...

I must blow my nose, but that might change everything...

I woke moments ago to find the TV on. kitchen light on, and no one in the living room (or kitchen, for that matter)... M*A*S*H on the tube points to Rasputin, but his door is closed so he probably went to bed and forgot to turn off the TV, which would not be out of the ordinary... very much the usual, actually... Precious is laying face-down and motionless on her bed, breathing though, so I am guessing she is asleep...

I turned the TV off and came here to sit down because just like in the old Beatles song, the world spins around... little nagging aches and pains remind me of why I am so tired in spite of the fact that I just woke from about ten hours sleep (quite broken sleep, unfortunately, due to unsolicited sales calls on the land line that I recently plugged back in, amazing that the calls continue, considering it has not been plugged in for years)...

on the computer I find a dozen or so open windows... reflecting upon the view through these windows might be a amazing insight into my head (or heart) or it might just as easily be a random slice of surfing life that is even more interesting if not personalized to my own special needs or self-interests (you may have to do that without me, cuz I'm not sure if I know how)...

anyway, as usual here behind the candoor, decisions shall be made by you, rambling will be done by me...

as if it would be a surprise, there's the blogmad surf window and main page... my love-hate relationship with BM continues, though slightly abated by the busy week and life and imperfections (as is everything, alas)... and if any of the dozen or so of you who registered through my referral recently let me know you did, I've got credits with your name on them...

stretch...

there's a query in a thought that simplified everything for me... Lazerus Long came to mind as I did not think twice about my answer... I love being this simple...

THE QUERY (paraphrased):
what would I do if I had unlimited time and knew I could not fail (because, given unlimited time, anything is possible)

MY ANSWER:

travel the universe in search of perfect love...

though I was then I was inspired to smile by a bit of faux-Poe and realized that unlimited time would also allow for all the surfing and reading and commenting I'd love to get to (not to mention my own babbling, which is far behind and hopefully will be caught up a bit this weekend), so beneath my simplicity the wheels go round and round in endless directions on into infinity...

and others in waiting (which is why the windows are open on my screen, after all, cuz theyare waiting for me to find time to view the content of the windows and experience the world that the site writer shares) include some of my fav peeps who were good enough to comment on the last post that remained up all week due to the very busy week at work and play (though far more work) that has me relating so well to Batty of Ferngully (what, you thought I forgot the reference that started us off today?... patience, my friends, the thread runs deep in this one)...

I am blessed to have a few beautiful people giving some verbal support to my ramblings here (and musical support too, to which another as yet unfinished entry attempts to testify... and I shall return to that one)... shout outs to each and every one of you... major hugs too, as long as you're open to hugs...

of course given the nature and quality of the current technology, I can count on the computer to crash before I get to all the open windows, which is one of the reasons I include links in my ramblings as I do, so I have a record of where I've been, however briefly, and where I still want to get back to... just like all my and this is where I wandered this week entries, which are as far behind as the google entries, which are farthest behind of all... I think...

and for reasons yet unexplored, also in the holding pattern, these people also await more time focus and energy and stuff...

and the juxtaposition of certain entries calls me out now and then, all but demanding I return to say something (so I attempt that here from memory as one of the entries is gone and I can not find it in my history links because, well, BM isn't perfect...

ironically, I stopped surfing at BM just now because of my least favorite thing about the surf aspect of the site, that is that it shuts down my links in my history if I am searching for a site in my history that I want to return to... this is because the BM link is in my history and not the link to the site - so I lose a lot of time and connections and inspirations when I am surfing (which is not good for the babbler and therefor, not healthy for me, so I must step away now and then to immerse myself back in my written gardens)... what's worse is BM assumes the worst, that I am attempting to cheap the surf count system, and logs me off the site... but it's their loss too, though mine matters more to me... I get over it and will return to surfing BM a little more burnt for the loss, but still open to something new)...

meanwhile, what I was getting to in this latest snip of fried brain cell (remember Batty?... though this is far from where we began at the top of this entry and who knows if we shall ever return), was something about kids and personal information online...

I know people who put personal info online and I have mixed feelings about it... heck, I am completely findable by the info I leave right here on this page... but how safe is it to be findable by anyone who surfs the internet?... on the other hand, it's virtually impossible to hide in this world from someone who has the time and wants to find you...

so I've got mixed feeling, but sharing wins out for me personally... though I ever so adamantly re-caution kids to be wary of strangers who approach them, especially if the stranger seems to know something about them or their family...

this serious thought came up because of the juxataposition of these two (the link to the left leads to nowhere because I forgot to save the address before clicking to the next site and the blogmad system prevents me from recovering my history... if I come back to it again I'll let you know and this might make more sense... sheesh, sad, huh?) posts...

but anyway, the seemingly infinite worlds behind the computer screen aside, I turned off the TV (and not a creature stirred) and sat down here to ponder weak and weary the state of this body in which I am currently slumping (reminding myself to sit up straghter, again... that's a constant thing, you know, what with gravity and all)...

and I blew my nose and out walked Rasputin...

not out of my nose, mind you, but out of his room... he looked around and returned to his room, profoundly, of course, what with him being Rasputin and all... he returned moments later, made himself a peanut buter and jelly sandwich, turned on the TV and sat down... I think he is watching Anchorman and even though it is one of the worst movies I have ever seen, I am, being of Batty-brain tonight, thoroughly distracted ...

actually, he is not watching, he is sleeping, bathing in the light from the cathode ray tube and the bright flourescent kitchen light that no one in this house seems to know how to turn off, with the remote on his lap... at least he hasn't passed gas yet...

oh wait, I wrote too soon

I told you everything could change if I blow my nose...

I shall return to continue this entry (and upload others in various stages of completion {not that anything is ever finished, really} in the pipeline a bit later and broken links will be fixed at that time), but for now I leave you with this thought about a recent controversy in the news (yes, I actually listened to some news lately... or maybe I just read some blogs in my surfing that happen to focus on the news... anyway, my opinion rocks and so does yours, unless you are hiding harmful intentions or your opinion is based on superficial insecurities or fears, then you should seek professional guidance, mmm'ok?)...

I mean, what's the worst that can happen, after all...

it's not like a video will open and embarrass you at work or anything...

or maybe a video will open and embarrass you at work (or wake the kids, for that matter)... perhaps I should warn you if I link a video... yes, that would be cool... ok...

please note that clicking on the word happen just above will open a video

there, that's better...

and on singing the US national anthem in Spanish, I say:

I think language divisions are for the paranoid and my only concern is the prejudices underlying those arguments that focus on national languages, but as US citizen I say this to others who are or who want to be US citizens:

I wish we'd consider a less violent and more beautiful song for an anthem... it's a war song, after all... are we really all about war?... do we want to be all about war and celebrating victories by violence?... I think we are already arrogant enough as a national character in this multi-cultural story called humanity to be drilling "bombs bursting in air" into people's psyches...

to paraphrase an attempt at forgiveness by guy who was hit many times while he was down by several law enforcement officers, can't we all just evolve?






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