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hidden beauties

I know this is a drastic oversimplification.  Please don’t take it the wrong way.  Just see it for the interesting, inherent beauty.

poop=poop.

Simple and beautiful.  crap=parc, feces=secef…you see what I mean?  Enjoy it for what it is.

I spend too much time considering old vs. young. I’ve already resigned myself to becoming judgemental and set in my ways.  My father was wild back in his day, then he got respectable, married, got kids and job, etc etc. I’m not saying this is a bad thing by any means; simply that it’s a natural part of life’s process.  The old generation holds to what is established and valuable, while the young explore, throw off the oppression, and walk all over everyone’s lawn.

getofflawn

I’ve never really understood the concept, anyway.  It’s a lawn, made for walking on.  Deeply seated beliefs on the value of personal property are hard to understand.  That’s not entirely true; I’ve very protective of my computers…but that’s what I DO.  Many people seem greatly attached to all sorts of meaningless items; I’d prefer to be moderately attached to select important items and let those kids traipse wherever they want.

My Good and Evil pages will be updated randomly and without warning, if you were of a mindset to follow what’s really important.  Don’t expect to understand everything (or even anything) that I write there. Some of them are deeply personal.

I’ve been wicked tired lately.  No idea why.  I thought it was mostly related to how I hadn’t gotten enough sleep in two weeks, but I decided to ignore that.  Theoretically I like to get into work early and leave early, but I can’t seem to manage to get myself out of bed.  Melatonin [wiki] is my drug of choice in these situations.  I prefer nothing, but it does what I need to without noticeable side effects.  Well, none that I can admit to in mixed internet company.

I recently purchased/am now in possesion of a new mountain bike and a new camera.  I hope to combine the powers of these two and make beautiful things.  Like rippling calf muscles…or pictures of rippling calf muscles…maybe I can send them back and just google for images.

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6 Comments

  1. sauce_

    Dear Wangahrah,
    Hmm.. Couldn’t find a picture of me with my HUGE calves? Could have boiled that down to one pic.

    Love, J. McCain.

  2. Pops here, just FYI for you followers… I got married, didn’t get kids but made them, and got a job, but not in that order (except for the married then kids thing)…. respectable, well, work in progress. And how you treat or value your things is “your thing”, how you treat and value other peoples things is another thing, since they are not yours. (Obligatory parental lecture). I’m just an old man now I guess, or maybe I got smarter, but now I don’t care about my lawn much anymore. Maybe old dogs can learn new tricks, or maybe Michael… sigh…. hard to say… is right about the lawn. My fish are much more important.

  3. D

    Sweet dreams.

    –Mixed Internet Company

  4. JT

    Yes.

  5. Valandil

    “Deeply seated beliefs on the value of personal property are hard to understand. That’s not entirely true; I’[m] very protective of my computers…but that’s what I DO.”

    You have a sense of self vested in those computers. Being protective of your computer, is just as insane as being protective of anything else you own. Speaking of owning PWND!

    -Mudkip

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