had over 1,200 entries and that was getting close to full. I don't want to trim it by deletion. I did that once, much to my dismay. Will be used more for poetry.
Watt's Gnus (18+) On topics and today's gnus. Definitely opinionated. Set to 18+ for a reason. #1439092 by Kåre เลียม Enga
come out of a need to share interesting stuff I come across. When I was young I did a small newsletter named as such. (or was it column in the newsletter? Been 30 years... I think.)
is where I put my flash fictions. Maybe someday I'll figure it out and have enough good ones to publish. Ratings vary and some are hidden from view.
I've started an appendix (I no longer have one personally) to keep track of my Space Cadet journals for Space Blog. It's a work constantly under construction. Mind the mess.
Blogville (XGC) Where bloggers meet and greet to read and share. No required prompt. Alias: blogville. #2253938 by Kåre เลียม Enga
is for posting personal blog entries in hope that folks will comment and post their blog entries there as well. I will be commenting on all blog entries posted. It's my effort to rebuild a blogging community.
Lots of things checked . That's good, right? Or did you just list those checked? Doesn't matter. Sounds like reasonably good trip. Relax now and recover.
At least the Lions made it forward. The first time since 1991.
It was a winter 80 here with cool shadows. Started with rain by the shore that washed out to sea. The sun tried to dodge the clouds all day, but it was a losing battle. Did flash green as it ducked goodbye heading your way.
Maid of the Mist Most Macabre You capture the purpose of this blog. Balance is elusive for me. If I'm depressed I can see my accomplishments. If I'm smug I can see the pain. If I think I haven't lived... I must admit that I once was alive.
Ah, this is life, the mundane mixed with moments of wonder. We need to eat so ,we think about it, prepare for it, do it. We need to socialize so, we seek it out wherever we can find it. Sometimes, we need to wander without any goals or purpose. We observe. We marvel. We breathe. Not everything requires scheduling.
I lost an entire blog entry when I went to save it. My reaction to that isn't very polite...
Yesterday was Opposite Day! Today I want you to take an opposite point of view. Imagine a place you go to regularly - they gym, your regular coffee shop, wherever you choose. Take up the POV of the person at the counter, the bike across from you, any one person you choose. What's your first impression of yourself? Is it the real you or one you plan and project?
I have traveled around the world. I'm constantly faced with how others perceive me.
Today I asked Mason, a young Alabaman (a rare breed here) what he thought I did for a living. He said, as most people have said, that I was a 'teacher'.
I never was a teacher.
I was a gardener because I gardened, a writer because I write, a traveler because I travel.
My degree in biology allowed me to work as a public servant, jobs that never used my skills nor nurtured who I was. Yes, I should have gotten a higher degree in geology or linguistics... but it's too late now. I have neither the time nor energy.
Is the me that people respond to a planned projection? I don't think so. I suspect that people who don't know me have a much better idea of who I am than I do of myself.
I was never fond of looking in mirrors.
So I share: my experiences, my thoughts, my opinions. In a way, I am an unpaid teacher. I just don't have the title.
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