I was Thinking, or Not

How can I commit all these things to memory?  With memory failing so fast, along with the bloom of youth now long past it's parlor.  Yet there are moments when vitality still run feverish within, barely contained, often expressed in a negative manner.  It is a simple thing really, just as it once was a matter of repetitive study, so it is still true. If there was anything that my poor education taught me, it was that if you repeat it often enough, even a lie will be perceived as truth.  Through practice and repetition, most things can be committed to memory, at least long enough so that with application it can be made part of the permanent memory. Study, application, study again, using as many your faculties as you can, and in no time you can fill your mind with massive quantities of useful, and as often useless information. The lesson for today is that of all the things they taught me in school, the method to commit data to memory, and then recall it, at least in the short term

Just don't want to go out today, I think I want to stay in.  It's not raining, there's no real reason to not go out.  I just can't find a good enough reason to go out.

I have reached chapter 7 of "The Flame and the Arrow: Dark Fantasy Paranormal Romance (The Annika Brisby Series Book 1)" by Emigh Cannaday, Fiona Jayde, and it only seems to get better, though not so much that I can't put it down yet.  I have been reading another book, and that one is taking my interest at the moment, but that only proves this one doesn't have the power to draw me off the other one.  Still a good read, worthy of the effort so far.  You can start reading it for free: http://amzn.to/2b1GFfC, if you would like to follow along. Peace JD

As things settle out I realise that I need a staff.  The very least is a driver and shotgun, a ma'am for the house, and two private staffers, to work effectively.  I also need a nice young family operate the farm, they should have at least the idea of four or five children, but we can supplant that with woofers for the time being. Besides an agent, which will probably be a junior lawyer, I will need a lawyer and an accountant, which are services for hire for some, but will have to be retained for me. All I want to think about is reading and writing, be damned about the rest, that is what the staff is for.  This should have been started several years ago, but my grandchildren will thank me, I can hope. Peace JD

I'm expressing myself in the sincere form, without perjury I hope.  It is this true nature of mine, that initially conjures all manner of fantasy as to the intention of my prime directive.  To that I say, let them that hath wit follow, wit not be left behind. Peace JD

Well not really alone, actually I still have friends and lovers, but northing from the industry.  I never did like the industry anyways. So yup, will be publishing and posting here and everywhere once the book hits the presses on Amazon.  Thank you to all the people who have assisted me along the way, and thank you to anyone who still is with me, for now the journey really begins. Peace JD

As a very impatient type, I guess I will wait one more week to hear from the agent and if I get no response I will crank up the word processor again and reformat the novel for Kindle. It has been a long trip waiting on agents, and while I appreciate the work they have to do, I am inclined to believe that after a month if they haven't got back to me, the conclusion is going to be less than positive. I am inclined to think that if it is a piece they absolutely have to have they respond fairly quickly.  Consequently if it is one they want personally write the rejection letter for, they will be quite a while, otherwise they probably send out a standard form rejection to most of the stuff that crosses their desk. Can't say I blame them, with hundreds maybe even thousands of submissions a week, if the piece doesn't grab them right away, but it isn't so bad they can't get past the first twelve mistakes, well I guess that is why it takes them a couple of weeks to respond

It is that time of year again, when baseball is all but done, and there is nothing left to talk about but politics. So let me start right out with, I don't give a shit, though I often find the passions of others entertaining.  I am pretty sure the establishment is well aware of that fact. Let's start out by saying that politics is a game of money.  At some point you have to admit that fact.  So let's say you put your money on your horse.  You take your 20 dollars, or hundred, I don't care, we are going to say you spend 20 of your hard earned income on your political beliefs. For the sake of argument you support the conservative party.  I don't care really, it could be the libertarian, it even liberal left, I don't care, please try to follow along here.  This is not an attack on anyone or even our political system, just observations of disinterested party.  Mind you I am not apathetic, just deeply cynical. So you bet on your horse, the conservative party. Now

Here's the link, it will only be active for 24 hours, so check it out if you want.  I haven't added the ending yet, and this is the draft so it is not complete yet.  You can post comments below. https://docs.google.com/document/d/1zqTM6jVBQcOF-KQrC6FIv4WIiIxlWClneZ2FJnAB21M/edit?usp=drive_web Next week it goes to the agency to be shopped for publication, so this is the only chance to read it before it goes offline. Peace JD

Chickens, Dogs, been that kind of day.  Stupid hen, keeps taking her chicks down to the road.  I just get them up by the barn again and the dogs have to go out.  I chase the dogs around the yard and out of the road, and get them back in the house, and the hen decides to venture back to the road with her chicks. It is no wonder I get nothing done. If I were to put up a fence, that would keep them in for the most part, but it would take more money than I can afford at the moment, and more work than I seem to have time for.  of course it would save time, and it would be safer for the animals, but there still is the issue of the money.  A rough estimate of 100 foot of fencing is about $380.00 per 100 foot.  We would need at least 300 feet of fencing to close in the front of the property.  We would need another 600 feet of fencing to complete the perimeter.  That is a lot of fencing and a lot of cost. So much, that, the money might be better spent investing in a different property. Really

Basically what I want to build is a truck from bicycle parts.  If I weld two frames together so they form a trike, and make an axel for the rear, add a hitch put a bench seat on a frame, and extend the rear so it has cargo space, I have a bike truck. Now all I have to do is figure out how to make it go.  I would like to make the pedals work, especially the gearing, as that would give me a lot of gear ratio for hauling loads.  There is also the idea of an electric motor, maybe in conjunction with some of the gearing.  I am not certain what will work, but I am dam sure it will. Anyone got some old bikes and a spare welder I can use? Peace, JD

Funny, in that way, that we put as much care into death as we do.  I protect you in death in such a way, that had I provided such attentions in life I would not be doing so in death. Death is for the living, or at least the ceremony with which we revere our closest, do they have no use of this corporeal world any longer.  Such fragile souls they have that last beyond the ends of time and dimension. I should not care for the dead, let ghost care for their selves, but grief is such a harsh mistress, only a close relative of misery, and for whom we keep careful company. I am truly sorry, though that is hardly useful to anyone but my own self. Not at peace today, JD

What is wrong with people?  Yes my puppies should not be in the road, yes I failed my puppy, this I am responsible for.  Why do people have to hit my dogs, run over my puppy and not even stop. I have lost all faith in human kind, I officially hate people and I do not use that word lightly, I hate people.  When I am able, I will exclude myself from these horrible creatures called man, they are without conscience. I not for which I have done to deserve such treatment, but be it played upon my self rather than the innocents. Not at peace today JD

The first book is though first draft, now the rewrites can begin.  Time to start shopping for an agent, anyone know one that is looking for new work, send them my email thank you in advance. Peace JD

I'm doing this on the tablet, with a stylus, and it's irritating.  Only a little less irritating, than trying to write on without the stylus. So this will be a short post I'm pretty sure.  I have a bunch of post that I wrote on paper, but they won't make it to the blog until they have better digital paper. Well that is it, enough, tired of fighting the tablet, so back to Twitter, which these tablets are made for. Peace out peepholes. JD

Well I tried to move the blog to WordPress, but it did not work.  Not only was it nearly impossible to work with, and to do it well you have to use software on a web host, which are extremely expensive. All that aside that is not why I have come back to blogger rather than tried to slog though the WP world, as it seems all the "pro" bloggers do.  No the reason I came back to blogspot and blogger, is because even though I "connected" my social sites with the WP blog, it did not share them.  Though I have to do the manual thing with blogger as well, at least I get something for it, views.  It isn't much, I usually do not average over 15 views per post, but it is better than nothing, I guess.  After talking so much about enjoying my obscurity, let's face it, even I like a little recognition sometimes. Peace JD

I think I like this “ Proper Cloth ” site, it shows that a proper shirt can be made, but I think it needs to be taken another step. Is it possible to build a “proper suit” site, where you can get a proper fitted suit. There should be some way to do this, virtually. One thing you can not do is take measurements. The customer will have to have measurements done. I think the only way to do this it to have the customer come into a place, or have a tech (fitter) go out to the customer’s location and get the “proper fit” measurements. Again I am still on the same issues I have with many things like this, it is sort of there, but not quite. The other problem I have with it is the cost. It is just too much, $95.00 for a mixed blend most likely mediocre shirt is just too much. The basic shirt of 50/50 blend should not be any more than $45.00 each, with premium shirts being about $65.00, and really special shirts being no more than $80.00 at the most. Over a $100.00 for a dress shirt is ridi

We Must Destroy the World to Save It The first thing is that we have to destroy all cultural identity.  If we are to make any true progress we must first destroy all cultural identity, for only then can be begin to work towards a universal oneness that will bring about forward progression. As it is right now we all speak different languages.  We will certainly need a singular language, an universal language, one that is understood by anyone, even if they are not from a particular period or space. We live in a world that is divided by invisible lines, politics, religion, and culture all divide us.  We must break that cultural divide to create a oneness that will allow for actual forward progression of the species.  It is not enough to have a one world order, we must have a universal order, one that is so ubiquitous that it could be recognized even if one was from another galaxy, if that is possible.  We can not have a single religion, we must forego religion all together, fo

Your discourse is amusing at least, though it serves you with no true belief.  You hear not the harmony of your sound, but only the cacophony of your words as they resound on the empty corridors of your platted cavernous walls. The lights only serve to blind you from the truth that before you lies, is there one or many in the audience, and does that even matter?  While you may not grasp the significance of such questions, they are asked, repeatedly, as you strut upon the stage, and pretend you know for whom you play.  The greater question is there anyone at all, or are you putting on the act for no one, for empty seats? That can not be, you will most certainly convince yourself of.  There are occasional glimpses of something, but you are unsure what that is.  You are certain you have heard the mumbles of someone who must be, for you look into the arc lights and see shadows, and those shadows must contain some life, for we can not all be upon the stage. For were you to look upon

Why I am going to have to migrate to WordPress. I am going to have to migrate to WordPress because in the last hour I have tried to post two short blog post on blogger, and it has failed to load twice, and had several errors and freezes.  It has come to the point where I also need to move my blogs to their own server, and this is better done with WordPress than with Blogger.  As much as I have liked Google in the past, and have tried like hell to stay with them, the truth is, they are not my cup of tea.  It is like Windows OS, I need to use their OS to play the video games I want to play, but at the end of the day, for most every other thing I do with a computer, I would prefer the Debian OS or some derivative of it. So now I just have to reload all my previous blog post to the WordPress server which will be set up on my hosted server.  The thing is I have to do this for my own blog, but I also have to do this for all my other blogs, and for my wife's new website as well.  Thi

Vice is the spice of life. While this is not actually or even relatively true, it does seem that way very often.  As I have grown older, the medical professionals have told me to give up more and more.  Sure I had to give up drinking and illegal drugs, they were definitely killing me.  Well more precisely I was killing myself with them, and only very lucky I had not killed some others along the way.  That left me with cigarettes, and coffee.  Now that I am giving up cigarettes, (tobacco) all I will have is excessive coffee drinking, and I get the feeling it will not be long before the medical professionals will be telling me that I need to cut back on the coffee, if not cut it out all together and what will remain of my vices then. I could maybe consider swearing and some other minor immoral things as vices, but I really can not see myself as a christian monk, so yea, that really is not much to go on.  It seems to me that as I get older, I do not actually die, my mind still reels

What they need to invent is a device that delivers nicotine to your system that you hold in your hand, and put into your mouth when you want some nicotine, and you can light it with a cigarette lighter. Oh wait they have that, it is called a cigarette.

It is pretty sore, yes, but not as bad as everyone seemed to think it was going to be.  Of course I haven't taken off the bandage, so it probably looks worse underneath that.  It is sometimes hard to swallow food that is not real soft.  Soup seems to be the best thing, though the hamburger wasn't too bad either.  If it were not so cold and wet I might try some ice cream but that just seems to be the completely wrong thing right now in this weather.  It isn't cold enough to snow, but just cold enough and wet enough to be miserable.  We I am not really up to too much right now, just though I would update this.

Dear Hulu, If you were truly intuitive you would know that I do not want to watch what you want me to watch.  I pay for the service, but still I am being fed these choices that make no sense at all.  Whatever algorithm you are using it is failing miserably for the user.  I think for your organization, and advertisers it is working well, but for the user, it is abysmal. First thing, do not ask me to interact with advertising.  Advertising is part of watching television, or radio, or even print, it has been around for ages, and it is accepted.  I was brought up with television advertising, so I am used to it, and it does not even bother me that I am paying for a service platform that has advertising, that is no different than cable television.  So okay I get that you have to have advertising, but never ever ask me to interact with advertising.  Whatever demographic you percieve me to be in, I am not in the one that interacts with advertising.  Advertising for my generation is a b

While in the 1970’s they might have developed the idea of sex, drugs and rock and roll, it was in the 1980’s that it actually came to be.  1980’s was porn, pure unadulterated porn, the whole decade, all the movies, all the advertising, everything was porn.  The fruit of the 1960’s generation, the 1980’s was the decade of porn, of this there is no doubt. Sure today many of the woman on screen wear less, parade their sex more, and in music it is the younger you look, and the more you look like you are having sex on stage, the better, but that was all there in the 1980’s also.  What we see now on the stage, what we see now is the product of the children of the 1980’s expressing what they were fed on TV, on screen, in books, in schools, in their lives every where they went, they are expressing their version of the porn they were bottle fed from the very beginning.  Their expression is without style though, it is as hollow as the advertising and media that brought it about in them.  Th

The trouble with the real world versus video games is there is no real consequences.  In the real world if someone runs over my dog there is no real consequence.  Nothing equivalent anyways.  I can't just shoot them, that is a bit much, but what can I do.  Sure they can buy me another dog maybe if they are the type, but that dog is not the same as the dog they killed now is it.  It is sort of but not quite like if I shoot your child, I can maybe give you another child, but it is not the same child now is it.  I am not trying to say that dogs are as valuable as children, or that they are not, it is just that you can not replace a living thing with another living thing and have it be the same. If you break my TV, or I break your snow shovel or something like that, compensation is quite simple, buy a new snow shovel of equal or better value, and maybe compensate by offering to help shovel your step or something, or help install the TV, you get the picture.  Simple clean and really

The weather today is cold with a light dusting of snow, but I don't really care because I am inside, and have a good fire going.  Right now I am going to smoke some coffee and drink some cigarettes, and maybe play a few hours of Skyrim, because I just am tired of all the bullshit I see going on out there. What is wrong with you people?  I sit here in my wooden chair, looking at the videos of these people, and you all are watching them, and they live their lives, and you through them, I have to wonder what is it with you all.  I just do not get humans I guess, so the hell with it, believe in your god, live like an idiot, believing someday you will fulfill your dreams while going even deeper in debt.  Apparently you did not do the math, or whatever, I am done with this. Peace Out JD

So much to do, trying to tick it off a list, including this post, which takes time from the other things. Edit sound file for Skyrim, clean the living room (again), put the water on so I can do the dishes, make bread, and the list goes on and on.  Well at least the animals are already fed, and the fire is going like it should be, though I still have to get in at least two loads of wood yet, three would be even better.  I got one puppy up online, there are still three others. I will write more later if I find the time.  Man I need a car!