My semi-retirement plan is to travel as a writer and photographer to document the stories that make us - us. History has a tendency to remember the bad. But every life covers an unwritten novel.
My first dog, Bathsheba, was a rescue Pekingese that had been blinded by someone that threw lye in her eyes. She enjoyed a long, happy life. But she definitely looked more like E.T. in a wig - than a dog.
The natural human world is a monotonous gray canvas. We are not entitled to art. The inspired colors that fill our world come at a cost - borne by painters, sculptors, photographers, writers, composers, etc.
Sometimes I find peace in dreams. If I lie in bed long enough for sleep to catch me. Then the dead speak. And they say? Who we are. What we make. Someday will be found. By scavengers. Looking for something else.
I am old. In my first few jobs I used analog punchclocks. There is nothing like the awareness of life being measured in 6 minute intervals. Note: if you've never enjoyed the experience - that is 1/10 of an hour.
(b) I've known evil. Half-cousin, shared name. Troubled childhood. The start? Animals. Then one day? His niece, gasoline. She lived. He spent a life in/out of prison. Night before last release. Hanged himself. And? I don't know.
Comic from my play. Was nearby to witness the response to a school shooting. Then learned. A victim? Neighbor. The gunman? Friend to a family member. There when it happened. Society never demands answers when it's culpable. Only "closure".
(b) 1860s. Alum Bank, Pa. Home of my 3rd great-grandparents George and Nancy Harbaugh. A stop along the Underground Railroad for slaves seeking freedom. And for six sons/nephews that left for the Civil War. But did not return.
I enjoy chaos. It's an opportunity to learn, grow - find yourself. I once moved 300+ miles for a promotion. On my first day? Hiring boss tells me it's his LAST day. And new boss hands me a book: Who Moved My Cheese?
Oh Dear Him. I was contemplating a college professor - Dr. Peter Macky - I had for a couple Religion courses. So. Many. Stories. Anyone want to time travel? A lecture of his I heard in 1992 exists on YouTube.
Ouch. This may sting. Some. My generation started with film, vinyl, B&W TV and the Cold War. But we transitioned. However. I do hereby petition for a "Gen X" split. As, unlike AntMan – I was born AFTER we landed on the moon.
Silly Sunday. And. Guilty. The charge? Crimes against Snowmanity.
Surge away Northeast Ohio. I wish I could say I didn't care about Christmas. Because. Right now. I don't care. Period. As for humanity. And. My thoughts about what time is it on the "Doomsday Clock"? The infomercials are on.
Yeah, 2022 ain't off to a great start. But it's not a sprint. Or a marathon. It's a mined obstacle course. Note. Yesterday's lesson was about America. And democracy. So. I think it's time some unfollow me. I'll do the same.
I was "addicted" to SimCity in college. Yes. The original. Much to the annoyance of my roommate - since I was using his computer - a shiny new i486. Bob was a Physics major and it was the golden age of TNG. We got along fine.
More Phun! And Physics! Yes, I know JWST is blocked from seeing the inner planets. Anyway. Not much longer and the phailure can end. Maybe humanity will, too? At least a world without people ... is a world without suffering!
Humans are ... not enough space for a list. Anywhatever. We really deserve to perish. While part of me says make it quick. Most of me believes we've earned whatever horrendous ending awaits us. And then some. And then some more.
My maternal grandfather served in Third Army, HQ - a T/5 cook to Patton's staff in WW2. A photographer - he took pictures, collected postcards and "liberated" items along the way. History feels very real ... when you can hold it.
Saying I'm a "picky eater" is an understatement. But. Except for the fish thing and vegetables - it's less hate and more "meh". Basically my diet is cluck or gobble. Sometimes oink. And cheese. So. Half moo?
I want to believe that most humans throughout history have one simple goal. To see as many sunrises and sunsets as possible. But. There are some born with different desires. The power to determine who sees them. And how many.