Blogging Irish Dinosaur who loves Radios and Typewriters. NEVER EVER will I text.
C.U.D. = Contemplating Urgent Discussion|
This photo of "me" was taken in the village of Adare, Ireland in December 2005.
Here I am contemplating what I will write in my personal opinion blog, moo log.
I like to keep in mind that Hemingway thought that what you leave out is more important than what you include in your writing.
My writing does not reflect the opinions of the herd or of anyone else on this website - just me and my human, ♥tHiNg♥ and all of our personalities and sub-identities.
Change comes to all of us, like it or not. Odds are that I am closer to the end of my time than the beginning.
A Thesaurus at my side, I carry my on my sleeve, on my way.
I happily graze in the pastures surrounding the site.
Find me sometimes chillin' at the Cow Cafe. It's like the Cat Cafes only with cows. Cows and cats and groovy Basset Hounds converge at the Cow Cafe.
My goal is to write and improve my skills at expressing my thoughts over time.
Or I could pet my Bassett Hound, Boo.
Trying to have the vision to look away in a new decade. Thank you for the 9,310 views!
I am nothing if not ~~~~
"If you sit at the table long enough, the chips will come your way." Henry Winkler (The Fonz)
Yes, there is a person behind the hand and cow.
Oh, one other tHiNg: none of my appliances or phones or cars are in any way, or will ever be "smart".
And, I am a soundtracker, first last and always. So, music might just creep in here on cow HOOves.
|I wonder how hard it is and what a pain in the hind quarters it would be once badges and awardicons are up to change them from anyone can give them to all being only the creator can give them.
And while we're on the subject of bad actors.
Can you tell?
I'll get over it, but really.
|I KNEW IT
AND I STILL FELL FOR IT
WAY TO GO, THING.
I AM THE ONE WHO WAS FOOLED TODAY.
THE JOKE IS MOST DEFINITELY ON
Could anything have been more obvious than that staring you in the face?
Really thing. You should take a time out for that big blunder on your part.
TOO FUNNY. NOT REALLY but IN A WAY. TOO STRANGE.
How about that. Explain this one at the dinner table, I dare you!
|Sometimes, I think oh I'd like that. That would be nice. And it's so tempting and so reasonable.
But I get this little feeling that maybe not.
It's like a warning bell in my innards.
Many many times when I have that feeling on here, I have ignored it and gone ahead.
But in almost all cases, I regretted it.
I don't want anything enough anymore (that I can think of) to put up with nonsense.
LoL. So, I got in a mood and I went for it. To cheer myself up.
I warned myself and everything, but whatever. See if my feeling is justified I reckon.
It's only money disguised as gift points.
It turned out that my creepy feeling was right on the money. So, in the second instance, I will keep my distance.
|Don't you just love it when overpaid celebrities (like actors, sports thug whatevers, politicians even) lecture the rest of us on how we are this and that privileged and we need to do x and support y?
Put on your little silly shows.
Every dog has his or her day.
Don't you just love when under-qualified experts with over inflated bank accounts and egos think they can tell the rest of us what to do, how to think and how to live?
Oh, I just love it. I adore it.
Bring on the easy labels tossed around by under-educated smart phone addicts.
Then you have the Oscars big announcement to be relevant, to somehow make a spash.
The Oscars have always been about who rather than the quality of the work.
They are just being honest about that going forward. That's the difference. It's something because they are very rarely honest about the business of Holly-weird.
All you have to do is look at the Best Actor for 1939. Who won that year of such stellar movie making?
Obviously Clark Gable did something to offend some "experts" when it came to his (shall we say memorable?) performance in Gone With the Wind.
Or was it just that Robert Donat's performance that year was so gosh darn, well, memorable. Who?
Watch both films (Goodbye Mr. Chips and Gone With the Wind) and the rest of the movies in 1939 (I've seen all of the major ones, by the way) then tell me I'm wrong.
This year is frighteningly similar to 1939, with its mindless slogans and idiotic lectures from media crowned "experts" that mean nothing.
And then it was Hollywood sucking up to, guess who? The Nazis, that's who. They didn't want to offend them in case they won and Hitler would be in charge. They wanted to suck up to Adolf.
This year is so much like 1939 in so many ways.
Sept 1, 1939. Look it up. The world changed and there was plenty of nazi propaganda from a willing media to back it up.
Nowadays, Bob Woodward has the nerve to say we live in a Cave of Privilege with him.
From that high perch he has, looking down his whiney easy street nose at the rest of us.
And to think, I once respected Bob Woodward. Long ago and far away.
All of the music and movies were so much better than.
Nixon was persisting in a pointless war that took too many lives. A war with a Draft. A serious war, not a half-baked one.
And I'm mad at all politicians this year running for anything. I don't see any light at the end of the political tunnel of lies, starting with my own governor.
But, I'll vote against him. You had better believe I will do that. Early vote.
And you better believe I would vote against Hitler if I had the chance to go back in time and do it.
I hope I'd have the courage to do that.
Right in front of him.
|In light of the recent happenings, I was thinking about when I got promoted to moderator the latest time of being here..
It is a long time ago already. Sixteen years almost. 2004, same year I bought my blue Camry, which I still have. Maybe that was an omen that year. I bought the Camry in April. I digress.
But I couldn't remember the date of the promotion exactly. Luckily I found a way to check that.
I was promoted October 14, 2004. For some reason, I thought it was October 4. Fuzzy Memory.
I was reminiscing some more and rocking in the chair.
In my promotion group of four, one of us besides me is still active and blue. One totally isn't here and the other one hasn't been here in a long while. (that I know of)
2 out of 4 still being active is pretty good, I think.
Rocks in the chair.
|20 Years ago today, I joined this site for the first time. It was called Stories.Com.
I left and came back during that first year so my start date as 4Ps is 9/25/01. But I always know that on September 9, 2000, my young friends Santy and Manda brought me here by begging me to join and read their writing in their Interactive Story.
More than a writer, I am a reader who loves to read and encourage writers and reviewers. Writing for me is secondary and I wrestle with it.
I was afraid of just about everything about the internet then (still am mostly) but I did it. In real life I am a pretty shy person when it comes to trying new things.
The only type of writing here then that I remember, at that time, was Interactive. Portfolios containing writing followed soon after. We had briefcases to denote who was writing in the Interactive. SM and SMs were hard at work making things we could not even imagine. We soon (within weeks) could put our stories and poems in our portfolios instantly. That seemed like a miracle.
I had no idea what a moderator was for a long time, until a couple of them helped me out. We had "Cool" written on our briefcases for a while as a nice promotion, then that changed to preferred. We got our "cool" rather quickly at the start.
All I'd ever done before that was write on a Never Been Kissed movie Fan Fiction Site for about eight months. We would submit our writing to an editor who took FOREVER to post it. That's where I met Santy and Manda. I loved the movie and looked for things on line, that's how I found that when I bought the book of the movie on amazon.
I wrote in Santy and Manda's Interactive Story (it had various titles like Mr. 12's Fan Club and Bananas in Pajamas).
The first time I wrote a chapter contributing in the Interactive story I prematurely ended it. That required Santy to fix it. I thought I'd broken it and was freaked out. They talked me through that panic and that was nice.
They moved on eventually and I stuck around and became a moderator on October 14, 2004.
It's been a wonderful place for me for 20 years. There have been a few bumps in the road, but looking back those were mostly my stubborn fault.
This site anniversary was the best. I've met wonderful people over the years and in the last week, read remarkable writing and had fun. This site was here during hard times, that's for certain, and 2020 has been a bit rocky. I know that ultimately this too shall pass as will I someday.
2005 and 2011 were much worse. I wonder sometimes if I would have made it through without so many things, including this site so it's a blessing for me, to be sure. I wonder some times if my niece would have survived 2011 if she had this site to turn to and express herself. I will never know the answer to that in this life.
This is a safe harbor of expression for me for a long time, and I'm grateful. I try my best to show it.
That's really all I have.
|Tip: When crediting a review for an activity there are more ways to credit a review than just clicking on the review link.
One other way is if it's a recent review you can go to the public reviewing page and type the name of the item to search for the review.
Or, you can go to the reviewing member's portfolio and look at their reviews if they are publicly showing there.
The reason you can't see the review in the first place could be whatever.
Who cares. Petty nonsense to speculate.
But there is an alternative way to get to and verify (if not credit) the reviews in your activities.
I thought I'd share that if anyone is ever in that boat, too.
It made it a little challenging, but I was up to it.
And the site anniversary was awesome - it totally took me away from the real world for seven days pretty much. Yay!!!!!
|I used this title because we have salamanders around our house.
Here is where I made mistakes.
Have been here a long time, but I never (that I can remember and memory ain't what it used to be) submitted any of my items to any Newsletters before this August.
But I did submit "FLYING FINGERs FRANTIC FRENZY FEVER" to several of the Newsletters.
Nothing yet. Maybe I did it wrong?
I am thinking maybe I waited too late in August to do it, but I wanted to be close to when the thing opened.
Still, it's a puzzle to me.
I bet, given my limited capability with internet magic, that it's a mistake on my part.
Still I wonder, still I wonder who'll stop the rain? ...
|Words are powerful tools.
I have learned a lot about things like reviewing, but it's been a very gradual, 20 year learning process.
There are certain words as applied to reviews that tend to get a reaction from me. Labels like honesty, fluff or some such in the past have tended to make my nostrils flare as HOOves and my fingers flail as tHiNg.
I heard so much flak about not having a template that I made myself some templates. Then I read flak about templates so it's a no win thing when you try to please the herd. They will always have something to criticize.
Where I wind up is I like a variety of reviews. Some are succinct and some are detailed. When they are meant to be helpful and encouraging, it's all good to me.
I enjoy reading reviews. Sometimes it's all the reading I do here. I learn a lot about people on both sides of the equation when I read the reviews.
I got a review recently that showed me three things:
1. the reader got what I was trying to convey in the story
2. the reader enjoyed it and connected to the way I wrote it
3. the reader wanted to encourage me.
The review was not longer than about three sentences, (with minimal template action) but it conveyed so much. It bolstered my confidence and made me ponder writing more. I felt so good, I bought gift points. Then I commissioned some things. All good, right?
That review was not a detailed edit and that is not really what I needed. I appreciate detailed edits and critiques, don't get me wrong. I do as long as they are (in my judgment) well meant. I leave detailed edits to the professionals in most cases. I admire those who can do that and have the patience for it tremendously.
A long review can have all three of those things, plus added help. That's nice, too.
It's for each of us, as reviewers, to decide what works best with our enjoyment and skill sets.
If we don't enjoy reviewing, we won't do it as much. So, it's finding the way to enjoy, encourage and have fun I think. No one has exactly the same style as someone else. We are all individuals. That's what makes us unique in the pasture.
Giving diplomatic help and encouragement to writers so they get the confidence to create their unique style of writing on their own ~ that's the ticket!
Find where you fit in. I am still working on that after 20 years so if you do it sooner than me, you're doing fine.
That's where I end up on a September Saturday in 2020.
|Mr. HOOves cut my hair. It looks better than the salon.
So, I have not ventured out to the salon since this started back whenever it started. March, I guess.
But I know in addition to my usual discomfort at people messing with my head, I would need to wear a mask.
Who, at this point, doesn't know that they need a mask for up close and personal type stuff like haircuts & whatever men get besides haircuts?
Oh, must be someone in charge of the rest of us, you think?
I could play with Barbies like I did as a kid and have Barbie go to the hair salon and prance around without a mask.
Fantasy hair salon.
As long as Mr. HOOves is willing to cut my hair, I'm staying put.
And, I do, truly, make my own masks and I prefer it that way.
|So, my local rioting thugs are up to it again. They are blocking main roads.
Who knows why. The local media is so bored they don't even seek out the answer. It's some general discontent that's afoot.
So, we go around out of our way.
Just don't get in my way on my route to the Vet and the grocery store. Otherwise, I can avoid them like I avoid bad areas of town.
They show them on the news - maybe 30 - 50 very unattractive people blocking the street. They look disheveled.
What's the point
Take a shower.
|Today we went to the Target that is close by.
We hadn't been there since before March.
Today was in search of things for Boo.
This store was torn up by looters and rioters in May and June. It was closed for a time, boarded up, repaired and reopened. Then, rioters went in and forced customers to kneel and say a slogan at this particular store on a Sunday afternoon in June. How delightful. Not.
So, what has Target done? They redid the store and it looks light and bright and cleaner than before.
What have they done wrong?
They moved the dog food and dog stuff as far away from the front door as possible. Back far left corner of store.
What's in the front now?
Certain kinds of makeup. Maybe to make it easier for the next round of thugs and rioters to get the stuff they like when they loot.
Another reason to dislike rioters. They cause essential things for dogs and cats to be moved to the back. I suspect more dogs are beloved than rioters are.
|So, I hear this thing.
They are opening learning centers.
Schools are closed, but for virtual learning, but they will have first come first served learning centers. Don't I pay property taxes (when I decide to pay them ) that require the school system to educate ALL students?
Aren't schools learning centers?
Why are learning centers safe while schools are dangerous?
It's a whole new ball of confusion for me!
The school board in my area uses words like "chosen" students will be admitted to the learning center?
Excuse me? Chosen by who on what basis?
|Something scary happened to me yesterday. I am fine.
But it got me thinking.
I have been guilty of being silly and holding on to old hurt feelings.
I should take my own advice sometimes and enjoy things and not focus on the past so much.
Maybe I need to wake up and MOOve along. Be more like my Basset Hound. She is over things the minute she walks away from them.
So, I decided to try not to be so silly and petty anymore if I can possibly manage to do that.
And try to forgive.
It sure beats focusing on the negative stuff.
Counting blessings is a good thing. I have plenty of those to count.
Life is too short and too precious to hold on to a lot of anger and hurt feelings.
Try to be smarter about things in the future, HOOves.
Okay, I will try and watch my step while I'm at it!
|The media clearly aims to and likes to terrify the populace.
Does that make them "terrorists"?
I am not sure about that. They are so often wrong in their reportage. Are they that sloppy or is there something more sinister afoot?
This morning on a major network they ran with the crawler saying that the current storm (Laura) is "not survivable." Really? They then proceeded to hear from reporters reporting from the coast, who clearly "survived" so far, well after the storm came ashore.
It puts the lie to it, doesn't it? What am I missing.
Clearly, terrorists and bullies and scaremongers are at work now, whether the media be them or not.
Some who behave like a mob (and fancy themselves a movement) came into a Washington D.C. restaurant and berated and bullied a woman, trying to force all patrons to raise fists and repeat their slogan du jour. I won't repeat that slogan because (despite its current popularity) it has antisemitic implications.
That was done here in a number of stores back in June and late May.
Rioting mobs would not let patrons leave stores until they raised their fists in the cry of the current demand. They blocked roads and interstates without anything being done about them.
They are a LOT like Nazis. Nazis used to force people to raise fists and shout heil to you-know-who.
Nazis = Terrorists.
I don't repeat mindless mob slogans.
I hope I wouldn't be scared into that because I would have a hard time with myself if I gave in to what is now the big bullying thing of the day. Know what it is before you repeat it.
Interesting side fact:
My state is the 3rd most restrictive in terms of lockdowns in the country. We are the 9th worse in infections. So, clearly something (maybe letting rioters prance around without masks for a month, blocking store entrances and interstates, eh?) didn't work, did it.
3rd Most Restrictive.
9th Worst infection rate.
Out of 50.
Not even their funny math and mystery science can explain this glaring failure of policy.
And many more stores are going out of business. School remote learning computers crash on a daily basis and it's only the second week of remote "learning". And our governor hangs out without a mask with rioters.
Pretty darn bad.
|Mostly in this horror show of 2020, I have made my own masks.
Because for a long time I could not bring myself to buy masks from China and that's all I see when I look for masks. Why should they profit from this mess they started. It still sticks in my craw that they do that. The profits should be donated to other countries to pay for this awful situation that China created.
I make my masks out of old (and new if Kohl's has a sale) T-shirts. If I buy a pretty print T-shirt, I buy two, one to wear as a shirt and one to make into two masks. This is totally washable, in the washing machine, to be dried in the dryer.
The band of the sleeve goes over my nose and fits just right if I use a small or medium T-shirt. I make it as long or short as I like. Then I can wear it around my neck when I don't need the mask (Driving, walking outside, etc.) but I have it at the ready around my neck to pull up if I need it. This way I am not always looking for my mask. Also, I get lots of compliments when the shirt and mask match. Then they want to know how to make it for themselves, so that feels nice.
Well, I saw some pretty over the ear type masks being worn by my friends, and finally I found out that Old Navy has a five pack of pretty masks (several different designs) for $12.50. I went and got two packs and they gave me Old Navy Cash for 10$ to be used in September if I spend $25 or more. So I have some pretty masks now that were made in China in addition to my homemade ones and I will probably get some more. As soon as I have "enough masks" maybe this pandemic will magically fade into nothing.
I still like my homemade ones best, but I figure I will move beyond some of my anger.
I am not over my anger at the people who tore up my city, then didn't wear masks at their idiotic "protests." And then there are the "special" radical politicians who marched with the thugs without masks and then preach to us about wearing them. Nuf already HOOves. I'm all set with my masks to early vote my Governor's hindquarters out of office.
|So, in June a family member died. Then this week, another family member passed away suddenly. Neither one was a victim of Covid as far as I know.
They had the misfortune to get sick and die in a frightening year, probably with masked people surrounding them at the last. Think about that, truly think about it for a moment.
They don't qualify for big media splashes or funerals in several states. They both lived decent lives, raising children. Five in one case, six in the other. They weren't criminals, politicians or media darlings and I doubt if either one ever even disturbed the peace, unless they were yelling at their kids.
They deserved better than they got this year. Both lived in New York State.
They were good people and I have no doubt they have moved on to a better place.
And their lives mattered more than a stupid slogan and fist painted in the road. The good they did lives on in their children.
This all makes me so sad and angry, then just sad for them and for the abuses that have been brought to bear on ordinary people (especially seniors) by callous politicians and media jackals.
The year of the selfish politicians.
That' s what 2020 has become. The year the truly selfish came to call.
There's something just not right with any who have profited from this horror.
|Sometimes good things come in unexpected ways.
The sun shines even through the most dire forecast.
I read a whole bunch of responses to something that did my heart good.
To celebrate I ordered some music and other things on Amazon.
Loving that Seinfeld series, I'm on my third go round since March.
Find little things to make you happy. I know that the turning of the tables and figuring out things has made me smile today.
Love to all and peace
and wonderful music
and superb films
and books to remember!
|Bullies don't win all the time.
But sometimes they do win temporarily and sometimes in a big way.
And it hurts, I won't claim that it doesn't. They have done their worst to me over time now.
Funny thing is that it doesn't hurt nearly as much as it did back in 2017 and 2016. There are much worse things in the world than internet/cult type bullies in 2020.
They just seem sort of silly and old to me. Maybe it's because I am silly and old that I see it in them.
What happens when the bullies triumph?
You find your way to what makes you happy otherwise (and thank GOD for having that) and leave the cult/gang/bullies/tyrants to Karma and wish them well.
The best revenge is no revenge and finding happiness in the bully-free places.
Sometimes things don't go the bullies way, but it won't be because of me since I choose to disengage.
And once they have done their worst what then?
More stuff to write about if one has the energy, but ultimately it's