The Comfort Zone

 

People have adapted to live in some pretty inhospitable environments on this planet.

I guess originally they didn’t know any different or better.
Maybe they thought everywhere was the same and just sucked it up and carried on the best they could.

… but now most people know that there are climatically less challenging places to live.

Have people just got used to where they live? … or are they nuts?

 

note: sorry if this post was anticlimatic.

double note: some people live in inhospitable environments … but there are a lot of people who are inhospitable in all environments.

triple note: is there an inhospitality service industry that I’m not aware of? … it seems to be really popular.

quadruple note: planetross is an adapter, but not for everywhere.
… I may ruin your electronic equipment.

quintuple note: planetross doesn’t rely on matches and ice cubes for heating and cooling: those are used for other things.

Heating and cooling are supplied by:

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notes to myself #71

You’ll live in places with central heating, wood burning stoves, fireplaces, water radiators, coal stoves, oil furnaces, electric heat, propane heat, kerosene heat, and dung burning ovens.
… I’m just kidding about the dung burning. hee hee!

In My Dreams … #9

 

In my dreams  I dream that all my dreams come true in my dreams.

… then I wake up, realize I’ve slept on my arms again, and think “that was a confusing dream, but at least there wasn’t a bull chasing me“.

  

note: photo taken in one of the DisneySea sections.

double note: #1  and #2  and #3  and #4  and #5  and #6  and #7  and #8 are still slumbering along.

triple note: It’s only taken me 7 of these entries to notice that when I copy and paste this photo it isn’t centered like the first 2 in the series. I am very unobservant sometimes.
I usually screw up on numbering the “notes to myself” too.

Why am I telling you this?

I just felt like sharing today.

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notes to myself #71

None of your brothers or sisters name their kids after you. I’m not sure if that’s good or bad.

The Sweetest Things #3

 

I’m glad there were pirates in history because I really didn’t want to be a clown on Halloween as a kid.

 

note: whoever said ” Those who live by the swordfish  die by the swordfish” must have been talking to someone called “Fish“.

double note: I haven’t heard of too many people  being attacked by swords recently … there must have been a government crackdown on that or something.

triple note: I used to think it was “Pontius the Pirate” when I was a kid.

quadruple note:   wordpress  is having a video contest for things people are thankful for. I don’t have a video camera to be thankful for this year, but …
I thought I’d just throw some things I’m thankful for out there.

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notes to myself #69

The first professional play you see is “Treasure Island” in Vancouver. It blows your little mind … and is probably the reason you wear a pirate costume every year on Halloween.

The Sweetest Things #2

 

Is there anyone who doesn’t like the cold side of the pillow?

… I thought so.

I stand uncorrected.

 

note: “cold pillow talk” isn’t good sometimes.

double note: it’s a renewable resource.

triple note:  wordpress  is having a video contest for things people are thankful for. I don’t have a video camera to be thankful for this year, but …
I thought I’d just throw some things I’m thankful for out there.

quadruple note: if you missed the “The Sweetest Things #1” scroll down or click or something … it’s close by.

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notes to myself #67

Don’t stand so close behind Alphie while playing ball hockey in grade 4: stitches are involved.

Lately

 

Lately I’ve been disregardening.

 

note: the only things growing in my yard are the pile of leaves, the number of dead flowers, and what the nextdoor neighbour’s cat has been daily  ”deposhitting” on the lawn.

double note: it’s the usual suspect  again … and again … and again …

triple note: sorry I haven’t been making my usual rounds … still mildly unmotivated by whatever I have. I think it’s slowly going away … or coming back … depending on what I’m talking about.

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notes to myself #65

Kraft Dinner never loses it’s magic.

An Impressure Point

 

When someone does an impression of me

… does that make me impressionable or impressive?

 

 note: pressure cooking makes me nervous.

double note: I don’t do well under pressure … sometimes coal is just coal.
… if you’re looking for diamonds I think there are some in my pack of cards.

triple note: all suits are pressure suits … unless it’s worn in a casket … then it’s a leisure suit.

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notes to myself #64

If  we ever met I don’t think we would like each other … or at least feign indifference.

The Ory Theory

 

I guess if I speculated enough and assumed a position …

I could produce a theory.

 

note: Theories and Laws are separate … in fact.

double note:

“theory: an assumption or guess based on limited information or knowledge.“

I think I’m living in a theory … but it’s just my theory.

triple note: my theory is that ”theory” sounds better than “good guess“.

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notes to myself #63

Your first CD player will be tremendously expensive and will end up at a community shelter for the homeless.

It Happens Every Day

 

Every day ends the same way:

… with “day” written at the end of it.

 

note: why do people say the entire day’s name?

“To is Mon; yester was Sun; tomorrow is Tues.“

Maybe I’m just a simplificationist … or simple … or something.

double note: no one ever asks what night it is. I guess they’ve had all day to figure it out.

triple note: if you have a “hump year” … that’s kind of sad really.

quadruple note: why are “week days” and “days of the week” not the same thing?
… that rule usually works for everything else!

quintuple note:

Monday’s child is fair of face,
Tuesday’s child is full of grace,
Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
Thursday’s child has far to go,
Friday’s child is loving and giving,
Saturday’s child works hard for a living,
But the child who is born on the Sabbath Day
Is bonny and blithe and good and gay.

Hey! I knew I was full of something!

… and that cookie tin would come in handy one day.

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notes to myself #62

Filling in Social Studies’ test blanks with Fred Flintsone, when you don’t know the answer, will never come back to haunt you.

Sleep Deeping

 

I’m voting for the “hibernational party” this Winter.

It’s time for people not to wake up

… and smell the roses until Spring

… or whenever roses start smelling.

 

note: some birds fly south for the Winter … where do penguins fly to?

double note: bears don’t truly hibernate: they do something called “denning“. I think I could get into this “denning” business.

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notes to myself #61

You never learn to skate adequately to play ice hockey, but you do dabble with curling and enjoy it. I know … it’s unbelievable!

Common Sensorship

 

Sometimes I feel like beating people without any common sense.

… then I realize that they have already been beaten common senseless.

 

note: there seems to be two types of people: those with common sense and those who drive in front of me.

double note: common sense is getting less common all the time.

triple note: someone must be selling commonsensory deprivation tanks on late night TV.

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notes to myself #57

You only end up in a real ditch 2 times in your life (at 16 and 17 years old).
… but mental ditches seem to be more hazardous and plentiful.
Always have traction or friends to pull you out.