Head Like a Hole -- Nine Inch Nails

This is a rant, just to warn you.

I'm at a loss for trying to wrap my head around the boorish behavior of those who like to stir up shit. I have a certain respect for the readers of my blog, and the readers of all blogs. For you to take time out of your life for a few moments to read what I say means more to me than I could explain.

What I don't understand is why people bother to read my posts if they are uncouth enough to insult me on my own blog. If you don't want my opinion, my stories, my experiences in life--don't read it. If I piss you off beyond the capabilities of your etiquette, then just stop where you are reading and navigate away, to somewhere where your uncouth behavior is acceptable.

Wait a second...didn't I previously post a lesson on etiquette? Shall we have another? Just for shits and giggles?

Etiquette & Manners : A Lesson In Social Interaction

1) If you don't have anything nice to say, then come sit by me. Just kidding. Seriously, though, sometimes your opinion should be kept to yourself. Especially if it sucks.

2) If you are going to speak your opinion, expect an opposing opinion in every situation and be prepared to bite your tongue. Biting your tongue can help you save face, as well as allow someone else to freely voice their opinion.

3) Don't start conversations on taboo subjects with people who you know have an opposing view to yours. You'll just ruin relationships and look like a boorish fool.

4) Always remember that, even though others may not, you can have (or develop) the manners it takes to have polite conversation with other people.

5) Think before you speak, write, or post. Just consider how the recipient might interpret what you are saying. Just because it doesn't really sound offensive to you, always consider how others might interpret your words.

You want to spar with me, then bring it. I'm down with that. But you better bring your fucking manners with you when we do.

"...head like a hole
black as your soul
I'd rather die
than give you control...

....bow down to the one you serve
you're going to get what you deserve..."

Angel -- Jimi Hendrix

  My favorite thing, by far, is music. No matter what else is going on, music always makes it better. I prefer different music for different moods. I think that that may be true of everyone. Tool is good for any mood. Whether depressed, angry, happy, or excited, Tool is good for it all. Led Zeppelin is good for cleaning on Saturday morning. Frank Zappa when you're crazy drunk, The Cars when you're partying. I have so many favorite bands and songs that it is hard to decide...

 But if I had to pick a song as one of my favorites, it would be this one. I used to sit in my room, when I was young, and while listening to Jimi Hendrix, make elaborate collages. The rents even got me my own set of x-acto knives. Those were fun.

 I used to use Dad's supply catalogues to cut out funny phrases. You'd be surprised what you can find in machinery supply catalogues. Like this one ad:

"Turns out it does take a rocket scientist to create the perfect wheel chair."

I guess it does. I found out today that there is no amount of medication in the world that can fix me. Isn't that reassuring?


"Angel came down from heaven yesterday
She stayed maybe just long enough to rescue me
And she told me a story yesterday
About the sweet love between the moon and the deep blue sea
And then she spread her wings high over me
And said she's gonna come back tomorrow
And I said, 'Fly on by sweet angel, Fly on through the sky...'"

Go -- Pearl Jam

5/5/12

This past weekend was the bi-annual family camping trip. I haven't stayed for the weekend in a long time. I took my Grandmother and the girls with me for the day on Saturday. It was be more fun than the time I was pregnant with Arabella. That time, Dad and I took turns carrying Addison back up the big ass hill to the campsite and that sucked.

Now that the kids are bigger, maybe Arabella can do some of her own hiking. Last time it was me and Daniel that took turns carrying her, with Joe helping Addison along. On that trip the weather was cool, and not as nice, the kids ended up with each others sweaters and one of Jessica's.

This time the weather was great, hot even, and as soon as we started our Saturday hike, the kids stopped at the first creek and got in. And they didn't want to get out. So the others hiked on without us, while Daniel, Jessica, and I watched Aiden, Addison and Arabella play in the cold creek. We eventually stripped them down and let them play naked, there was so much sand in the shallow pool of the creek where we were sitting that they decided to make small sand castles with their hands. Arabella would grab the wet sand and rub it all over her. I called it her "spa exfoliation."

When we were leaving, I hated to go but couldn't stand the thought of sleeping in a tent with Addison and Arabella. That is a new experience for which I would prefer them to be older. I think Addison would be all right, as long as you were right next to her. But as soon as I might go rejoin the circle by the fire she would be screaming, "Mommy!" at the top of her lungs. No, I think that if I ever take all the kids camping, it will be me and Jamie and we will all have a good time.

I like to go to the mountains and hike through the forests that our people lived in a long time ago. I like that there is a place that we can go to get away from everything and just relax. But I find it hard to relax when I'm chasing three kids around, so I think we will just stick to the day trips for a while.

I remember when my Mother and Aunt were there when we camped at Omie's, and it was so cold that they came in and put all the extra clothing on top of us to keep us from freezing. No thank you. I have a lot of good memories of camping as a child, but to create the lasting memories that I hope to have with my children, I want to have fun, too. So if that means waiting until Arabella is a little older to do an overnight trip, then that's what I'll do.

We will go and visit with family. And one of these days we will stay and let the kids really experience camping in the woods for two nights and three days. Dirty, but fun. I'm totally looking forward to it.

Jesus Is Just Alright -- The Doobie Brothers [3]

So I have decided that reading the King James Bible is like reading Dante's Divine Comedy without the  footnotes. It makes a good story, but phrases have different meanings. While reading through my own Bible I found this:

Ecclesiastes Chapter 11 Verse 3

"If the clouds be full of rain, they empty themselves upon the earth: and if the tree fall toward the south, or toward the north, in the place where the tree falleth, there it shall be."

It reminded me of, "If a tree falls in the woods and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?"

And also a bit like, "Wherever you go, there you will be." 

I don't want to write about religion anymore. I am abandoning the issue. There are so many things that people want to argue about regarding religion. 

I will leave you with this one final thought to ponder, to study, to pass off--if need be:

How many people throughout history have been killed because of religion?

"No one ever expects the Spanish Inquisition!"--Monty Python