"We open when we get there, we close when we leave"

OK...I touched on this yesterday...but now I'm really pissed. WE DON'T NEED DAYLIGHT SAVINGS TIME!!....

I've been readin' story after story after story about how we are sleep deprived..some studies say  we need to get that hour back that we lost in the Spring...Hell, I didn't lose an hour...it's been there all of the time....my sleep deprivation is the result of changin' my patterns meaning my clock.

 

Everyone I have talked to in the last two days are tired, confused and upset over the gov't constantly stickin' their fat nose into our business and tryin' to tell us what to do...now to the point that they tell us when we are supposed to wake up and go to bed.

 

WE DON'T FARM ANYMORE!....well, except for those oddballs that have imaginary farms on Facebook,  and they are so sleep deprived that no system in the world will work for them. When are we gonna take responsibility for ourselves?.....If a sign says "Open at 9:00 AM"...well, then that means they open at 9:00 AM whether it's dark or light out..... If anyone has noticed, we have electric lights....someplaces you can't tell whether it's night or day anyway the way the place is lit up.

 

The only occurrence of anyone having a problem with it being dark was when an unnamed individual backed out of her driveway and ran over her trash can....trust me.....she was gonna hit it eventually whether it was dark or light....

 

So, now as I go back to bed once more and try and get a little sleep so I can get started on my day...I'll bid you..Good Night...er...I mean Good Morning..whatever

I just can't stay away !!!

Well, how lucky are you and how lucky am I...get this....I'm not only bringing you my written blogs again but now I'm here...live....kinda......each day bringing you the latest news, humor and my uncensored opinions...so hop on board and start your day off right....or at least come by for a free cup of coffee....and now... on with the show!

I write for me, ..of course if you're paying me......I write for you!

Gosh...it feels good to get back here...nothing like going home..and yes, you can go home again,  despite what my old buddy Tom Wolfe used to say... and that's how I feel now....I'm wanting to go home...go back to what brings me pleasure, brings comfort and lets me be me....living in my own little world..putting my thoughts down on paper, so to speak, ..so if anyone chooses to read the words..well, they're here.

I realize I've done this before..I realize..I've started and stopped and started and stopped.....but this is where I call home...this is where I hang my hat...this is where I belong...this is what I do. No one can tell me what is right or wrong but myself.....I do it the way I think feels best for me.....If I have to go back to the beginning to get started again...well hell, so what...I enjoy writing and the great thing is nowadays, hell, I can't remember what I wrote yesterday....so this is all fresh....and not only that ...it's better the second time around...So hold onto your hat, cuz the train is leaving and we don't have any brakes!!...See ya soon

Do you have to give up your childish ways?....NO, I say!

When I wake up in the morning I always look over at my night stand to see if I wrote down anything prolific while I was in a semi-conscious state...Nope, nothing there today...but I did have this thought though....what is it about me that makes each day exciting and has me ready to tackle everything facing me?....it's laughter...it's my silly childish laughter.

Now I'm probably as god-fearing as the rest of you... and even though I don't always do the right thing...I kinda go to church every now and then and I can quote scripture pretty well from my early days of having the bible shoved down my throat...but this particular passage came to light after I had my first coffee.

"When I was a child, I spoke like a child, thought like a child, and reasoned like a child. When I became an adult, I no longer used childish ways." 1 Corinthians 13:11

Now if am to believe that there is some kind of after-life and if I am to believe, based on the current teachings of established churches, that in order to get anything close to a front row seat or for that matter even anything in the nose-bleed section, I have to follow "what was written"

Hmmm....could be tough. Cuz based on the above scripture, I don't follow that rule...and I don't want to.

It's not that I refuse to lose my youth...it's just that we are too damn serious sometimes....I want to start each day laughing and smiling and wondering what prank am I going to play on somebody.

I take my responsibilities seriously, but I refuse to quit acting like a little boy....If I feel like skipping, I'll skip....If I feel like playing make-believe, I'll play make-believe...If I don't want to eat my cereal...well, I'll probably do that cuz I fixed it myself.

My whole point is...do we have to give up our childish ways just because we are all grown up now? Let's let children's laughter lead the way...even if it might be our own.

Maybe we need to reflect on what made us happy as kids and use it a little more often. It makes the day so much more fun...and I like fun...and games...and skipping!

Friends..........How many is enough?

Just how many friends does someone need? Me....I'll take just a few, just as long as they are my true friends.

With the emergence of Facebook or rather my emergence on Facebook....I never knew I had so many friends...I've got friends I have never met...I've got friends I haven't seen in forty years.....I've got friends that I don't want as friends (none of you of course!) I have imaginary friends..heck, I even have myself as a friend on Facebook...yep, little Skeeter.

I even created a place where friends, and friends of friends, and friends of friends of friends can go and we even have our own chat room and do make-believe stuff.

I've got friends I play (or rather Pattye plays) Mafia Wars with all of the time. Pattye says I'm doing real well by the way. I've got friends of friends of friends and I think I actually have a couple of friends of friends of friends of friends....Whew...my head is spinning.

I've got relatives on Facebook I didn't know I had. And, I've got friends of relatives that I didn't know I had. I've got a couple of movies stars, well kinda... like George Costanza as a friend...oops, just remembered he is imaginary. I have so many friends I just can't keep up with all of them.

I do have a lot of freinds from Fairview High School, I've got friends from college at OU. I've got friends of friends from OU and I've got friends of friends of friends from OU.

I've got friends that send me gifts, friends that throw food at me..I have friends that poke me and I poke them back....I have some friends that tell me too much, like what they are having for dinner...and I have friends that don't tell me enough. I have friends that are liberal (though not very many) and I have friends that are conservative...I have friends that are really witty. I have friends that I think are like REALLY unwitty. I have friends that review movies, and I have one friend who I think just sleeps all of the time.

And, I have friends that join me here....you are special friends cuz you take the time to see what I have to say.

And for that I am blessed, for without true friends you have nothing.

I sent a message to one my friends listed on Facebook and I told her that in my life...God is first, family is second, my country is third...but right after that are my friends..she liked that and so do I.