Monthly Archives: January 2014


“The power of imagination makes us infinite.” A quote from John Muir.

So folks, get your imagination on today. Have some fun, explore and most importantly, imagine.


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Solar Porn

CME, otherwise known as coronal mass ejection…..hehehe. It sounds so dirty. The sun produced a large CME on Tuesday.

Maybe just maybe there’s an aurora borealis in our future. check it out

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Are you really that stupid

I have a question for you. Do you really think by getting a foot off my rear bumper at 9pm on an icy, dark road that I am going to increase my speed to accommodate your impatience? Really? Somewhere in the dark anterior cingulate cortex (ACC) of your brain, you know, the part of your brain where your self control has gone to die, there are synaptic misfires lighting up your corpus callousness.

Let’s try this again. I am going 40 mph in a 35 mph section of the road, you are a foot off my rear bumper thinking it’s going to motivate me to speed up. Hahahaha. My friend, you are so wrong. Two thoughts go through my head:

1) Apply the brakes, have you rear-end me and spend an hour waiting for the police to fill out paper work or,

2) Simply take my foot off the gas and begin a slow reduction in speed. 39, 38…….35……32…….30…….28.

I opt for #2

I figure at 28 mph there is a direct correlation between my slowing down and the increase in your blood pressure. At this rate it’s even money that in the next mile blood starts squirting out of your eyes because of your rage.

I can do this all night.

So get on my ass you nascar drafting douche bag. Tuck yourself right up against my license plate and know this.

I am in front of you and I will, I promise, drive you fucking crazy. Hehehehehehehehe

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Tap here to begin writing fur ball

That’s what my screen said. “Tap here to begin writing.” I made up the fur ball part. You’ll figure that out in a minute.

If it was only that easy. Fur ball.

Actually, my screen didn’t say anything. I read on my screen to, “tap here to begin writing.”

If it was only that easy. Fur ball.

Wait, what huts happened? Hahaha, autocorrect changed just to huts. Stupid autocorrect.

No really, what huts happened? Hahaha, autocorrect did it again.

Autocorrect. Too funny. I remember when autocorrect came in a bottle or as a tape. It was white so you could manually autocorrect your typing.

I once had a kick ass baby blue smith corona electric typewriter.

Come to think of it, was the eraser on top of that #2 Ticonderoga pencil the first version of autocorrect? I guess there wasn’t much that was auto about the eraser.

But I digress.

Tap this. Sometimes I’d like to tap my head and let some of the noise out. The noise can be so distracting.

What the hell was I thinking? Damn noise.

Oh yeah, I was thinking about how technology is so focused on making us not have to think. From autocorrect for writing to cars with backup cameras. I was looking at a car the other day and it had a backup camera, parallel parking assist, front collision auto braking, blind spot monitoring and a beeping thing to remind you that you are straying outside your lane. Never mind the – wake the driver if they start to fall asleep thingie.

Even with all this technology the roads are still jam packed with mindless, smart phone reading, makeup applying, paper reading, knuckleheads who don’t understand the meaning of the word merge or yield and don’t realize the left lane is for passing and is not a travel lane.

Whoa, I feel better now after passing that mind fur ball.

Fur ball. No autocorrect there. Fur ball, fur ball, fur ball. Hehehehe

Later, fur ball

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Don’t tug on Superman’s Cape

Somehow being in bed, under the “covers,” makes me feel invincible. Even today.

As a young lad I clearly remember laying in bed, sure that there was a boogeyman and he was coming to get me. I can remember laying in bed, trying to hold my breathe so I could better hear where he was only to find that my hearing was impaired by the deafening pounding of my heart beat in my ears.

Then I remembered my covers.

That magic combo of sheet and blanket. That magic combo of tactile security and warmth. That magic combo that would protect me and hide me from anything the boogeyman could bring. Like Superman’s cape, my “covers” were impenetrable. All I needed to do was pull the covers up over my head and all would be fine. Heck it even worked for thunderstorms.

To this day I have a love, hate relationship with thunderstorms and being in bed with my covers pulled up make them tolerable. Rationally I know my covers offer no protection but who ever said fears are rational.

Welcome to my world of irrational fears…..eek is that a spider?

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The Rhythm of the Dance

What a way to start the new year. A hike up Rattlesnake Knob in Amherst, Massachusetts before dawn. It’s 15 degrees and the woods are absolutely silent. It is amazing. The last part of the hike is a pretty steep climb to the ridge. It’s not that long an uphill but on a morning when the bitter cold air makes a deep breathe test every bit of my lungs, it is a challenge.

Dancing from frozen leaf covered rock to frozen leaf covered rock in the dim glow of my head lamp makes for an interesting dance. Heck it’s all about the dance.

So my wish for you on this first day of 2014 is that you find the rhythm of your dance every day for 2014.

“Jumping from boulder to boulder and never falling, with a heavy pack, is easier than it sounds; you just can’t fall when you get into the rhythm of the dance.”
― Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

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