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Walking Every Day . . .

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2 years later . . .

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Curse the age. Drive you body into the ground. Still your thoughts. Remember who you are.

You are a soul and you are beautiful. But this world has eaten your flesh.

He who seeks rest finds boredom. He who seeks work finds rest. ~
Dylan Thomas

Do not go gently into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light. ~
Dylan Thomas

An alcoholic is someone you don’t like who drinks as much as you do. ~
Dylan Thomas

Though lovers be lost love shall not.
~Dylan Thomas

Rise up. Battle with your foe. Even in the darkness of depression you still have a sword. And it is you. I know who you are and I do not believe that you are not great. Don’t be a pussy. Don’t pretend. Arise. The days you have will never end. You might as well get started.

Chris Brown and Rhianna/ Growing Up In Virginia

I don’t really know what’s in Chris Brown’s heart. But it seems to me that he still loves Rhianna. Why do I say that? Well, because Rhianna is an ethereal spirit. And she is beautiful.

It’s very difficult to resist someone like Rhianna. I have trouble doing it and she is just a bunch of digits on a screen. So I can only imagine the problems Chris had in his adventures with her.
 

 

Chris grew up in Tappahannock, Virginia which is just down the way from Richmond, Virginia where I live. And, having been there, I can tell you that it is pretty much just a street next to a cool river. And Chris did not enjoy the river like, for example, Huck Finn. It was just there while he tried to develop his musical talent in a room while in the next room his mother was having some problems with her boyfriend.

And Chris is still feeling those problems while Rhianna has moved on.

Women have a decidedly better capacity to endure pain and while Chris did try to inflict it (for whatever reason) upon her he came up short and now we have the result. Chris is in jail and Rhianna is still on top of the world.

http://www.tmz.com/2014/03/17/chris-brown-rehab-arrest-mark-geragos-court-d-c/

Let this be a lesson to all of you who think you can use your physical advantage to make points with a woman! It does not work! Be smart. Try to understand and accept what your woman is trying to tell you. It seems to me that Rhianna loved Chris based on this song. But she cannot deal with his behavior. No one can live with WWIII in the bedroom!

When will Chris understand all of this? Maybe never in this lifetime. It seems like he never bothered to look at the Tappahannock River for any length of time. He turned away from the patience of nature. He lost his soul mate.

Chris, If I was as talented as you and as good looking as you I would be doing a LOT better than you at this point. But then, I had and still have a great father. I don’t see him often but he left indelible impressions on my life. Let’s hope you figure out some of this stuff soon. Being in jail, sucks. It especially sucks when you have made a lot of money.

Why do we seem to make ourselves our own worst enemy sometimes?

Halloween Will Soon Be Here

So I went out walking/running this morning as I usually do and I was thinking about Stephen King and his great novel, The Stand. If you Google a list of Stephen’s novels and try to determine which one is at the top this one comes up on a regular basis. And I have been reading it on the Kindle. Because you can easily read on the Kindle if you are standing up and walking around if you have restless legs. As I do. But thanks to Strattera it is in abeyance and I have hope for the future. Beware, young people, the things that await you in the middle aged world and beyond (if you make it that far).

We are now in October and there are some really nice things coming out on FB. Lots of goolish things. Are you going to a Halloween party? It’s all about your fantasies and good luck with that. Mine have been captured by “The King” lately and so I was out walking and thinking about the dark man in his novel this morning. Yes, I was focusing for a few moments on that close disciple of Satan and then, with a shudder, I continued on down the road and put him out of mind. It was a good walk. The sky is dry and sunny. The temperature was perfect. We got home without any close encounters with cars although several drivers wanted to park along the road and appeared to be trying to run me over for just a second or two.

When I reached home I looked down at the smartphone to turn the stupid thing off and there it was. . . You have walked 6.66 miles in a little over 90 minutes.

I had thought it was a pretty good workout. Until this moment. But had your faithful blogger summoned a response from the dark man? Could it be that he is having a little joke with me?

I hope not. We try to be anonymous as we drive the roads and hike along the mountain paths. We do not worry too much about drivers who are out of their gourds with alcohol or bears that need a next meal, desperately.

But it is October. And Halloween is just around the corner. Rest easy my fellow passengers on the lightship Earth. We will make until Christmas and the birth of our savior. Or, at least, most of us will. . .

 

Dad And His Kids

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Here is a photo of me and my children taken at Zach’s wedding this past weekend. I don’t think the photographer got any photos of the four of us. But this one is fine. Everyone has their eyes open. I will probably write more about the wedding in the future but, for now, I would just like to say that it was a wonderful experience. We are not all together often.

Zachary and Amanda are off on the honeymoon this week. Jeremy and Jena are back to work and raising families. I am back to walking every day and planning events for our meetup group.

Moments like this one are over so quickly. But we have the photos and the memories.

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Friday the 13th Incident A Day Early

So today is Friday the 13th. What does that mean, exactly? I’m not sure. I do know that I’ve had issues, this week, and I’m hoping, maybe, that they were not some sort of warning about today. Like warning signs on the highway. Slow, slower. Maybe you should park under your bed when it gets here . . . Last night (Thursday, the 12th) we had a nice hike over at the University of Richmond. Back in the days when I started walking and losing a lot of weight I used to walk the paths at U of R. So I felt confident about leading a hike with a group from the Central Virginia Trailblazers. The University of Richmond is an important part of the Richmond landscape and it has been voted, at least on one occasion, as the most attractive campus in the nation.

But I was worried about the weather. It was hot and humid yesterday and T-storms were in the offing. But then the weather took a turn for the better and we headed out on our walk around the campus. All was well until ominous, dark clouds headed in from the west and I took a sharp turn to the east, back through the wonderful International Center building and down the road to our cars.

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Everyone was returned safely to their cars and I headed home when the heavens opened up and delivered a deluge to our area. It was dark. The rain came down in sheets and I was relieved to reach my neighborhood and make the final turn to safety. Warmth, comfort and cheery lights in a dry house with two, slightly on edge, doggies was just a few feet away.

Except that when I made that final turn, seeing dimly our corner the street sign, I forgot that it is on the right side of the street, not the left, and I turned into a ditch that frames the property of our next door “neighbor”.

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It was at this point that things got a little odd. I called AAA and they assured me someone would come around in 15 minutes to back my car out of the ditch. But it took about an hour for him to show up because, he said, he had to pull 3 or 4 other folks out of ditches because they also had problems with this torrential storm. Not a problem, really, except that my “neighbor” showed up a few minutes before he got there and wanted “my information”. I told her I lived across the street! Then she wanted the police. So when the AAA guy showed up he called the police and they came. A young man, clearly endowed with innate wisdom, arrived and walked over to us for a short conversation. I told him what happened. My “neighbor” suggested that I had hurt her driveway. But the car was several feet from her driveway. It was in the ditch. It had not touched her driveway. She suggested that she couldn’t see the situation very well because it was very dark. He suggested she could come out in the morning and sweep the dirt and pebbles around. She retired from the scene. The AAA guy backed up my car in about 30 seconds. We all went on our separate ways. The young policeman told me on his way out that he hoped the rest of my evening would be “better”.

I don’t know my neighbor. Our other neighbors have had issues with her but I don’t really worry about that. I do know that she planted many plastic Flamingos in her yard as, I guess, some sort of protest, awhile back. A flock of plastic Flamingos in this neighborhood is not, generally, well received. People who are like this depress me. They obviously have issues. They have been abused in some way and feel it is necessary to strike back at every opportunity.

While I was waiting for the AAA guy a lot of our neighbors drove by and stopped. They wanted to know if everyone was alright. When I think about this incident I prefer to remember them. I prefer to think we want to help each other when an accident occurs.

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