the thoughts of a rock... if rocks thought

I was walking the dog the other day, cuz that's what you do when you have a dog, walk him, lots....
which gives one lots of time to think, depending on the length of the walk = how much thinking time there is...

anyways

the days before said walk it was cold again, 10 to 15 degrees and the landing, between the breakwall and the land was froze over again.. and I noticed some kids playing around down there.... and the day of said walk there is a rock on the ice...

anyways


here's where the thinking whilst walking comes in..

anyways

the rock:

what the??

I'm flying, I'm FLYING... weeeeEEEeeeee

shit, I'm falling ... I'm fallllLLLlling

clunk...

clunk?? what the hell is clunk??

I've thumped, thudded, bounced... never clunked..

so where am I??

nice view though, I can see every which way and a long way, too

ohhh the sun feels nice..

wait, why is my bottom cold, why is there ice on my bottom???

I've had ice on my top but never my bottom, whatever the sun feels nice and warming...

huh, now what, why is my bottom wet, it's not raining?? aahhh boy the sun feels nice..

wait, think, ice, wet, sun, warm
wet, sun, warm, ice
sun, warm, ice, wet

huh??? sun warm ice wet??

wait

where am I??

land,

land,

land,

breakwall

land, land, land, breakwall????

I'm on the ICE and ice is frozen water and that means I'M ON THE WATER

shit

shit shit shit

and the sun is warming me melting the ice between me and the WATER!!

no

no no no

sun sun go away,
don't come back any other day,
cause it's here I want to stay,
not under water,
no fucking way.....

plunk

oh man, fish poop down here

Bobbie Labonte or George Clooney

this was better last night but I was drinking and the pointer just wasn't pointing in the correct spot and all was lost... so here it is again, sorta...

As you may or may not know, I'm happily married, aren't we all. That being said, 50% of all married women say they would marry the same guy, it just happens that that same guy is George Clooney....

Not the wifiepooh though, she likes Bobbie Labonte, the race car driver. He has gorgeous eyes. Myself and I have this on good authority cuz I heard a gal say it, "oh my you have pretty legs, for a guy". Out loud she said it, in a parking lot in Speedway In. as we were walking toward each other. I'm thinking it just slipped out but the guys I was with heard it too. The rest of the weekend it was.. hey pretty legs, grab me a beer or hey pretty legs, you and your pretty legs want to go for a walk... guys...

So I ask ya, is it gorgeous eyes or pretty legs?

andy rooney

you know you need a hair cut when you're having issues seeing through your eyebrows.

made in china

one good thing about this blogging stuff is that reading others stuff is a nice distraction here at work, makes the time go by... and we've chatted about time in the past..... and that (reading others' stuff) is why I don't get a lot of ideas on paper, if ya know what I mean....

anyways...

it seems these days that everything is, has been or is going to be made in china, also, copies and knock offs... or so it has been said....
one would think that it wouldn't be long and they would be coping ( cloning ) people.... then again with their population being as it is maybe that has already happened....
but,
then again,
what do I know...
see ya

xmas pics

here are some xmas pix,

grammie pats tree

here's where I sit, and don't you forget it...

Sky checking out Grammie Pats xmas village

Sky and El all dressed up

Sky made cookies, her other gram said

she was covered with flour from head to toe

Ant got a digger

in church the preist said that it was baby Jesus's birthday

so Ant said we had to have a birthday cake

Ant and Grammie Pat lighting the candles

ya can't have a birthday cake without candles

it's cold, again

A view of Wrights Landing icing over......... which is across the street for our house..

looking out at the breakwall

looking in at the dock and picnic area

out at the east wall, across the river

the light house

the landing freezing up

it's now 8 degrees

today, stupid camera

few months ago

another of the lighthouseI would have taken a picture of the flag

to show how hard the wind was blowing

but mine hand was so cold it was hurting

as I too my glove off for each pic...

how are things where you're at??

time

Have you ever given any thought to time? Sometimes time goes by fast and at other times it's slow, so slow, to slow, is it ever going to end slow.
And, we're all running out of time... living on borrowed time.

Oh how nice, Kansas's dust in the wind is on the radio....

What is the difference between just in time and on time?
I work a 12 hour swing shift that starts a 7 and ends at 7, 7am 7pm, 7pm 7am, no matter 7 to 7.
We get a break every 2 hours for a half an hour, 30 min's. 9, 11, 1, 3, 5 but it's every 1.5 hours that our break comes, no? I return at 9:30, 11:30, 1:30, 3:30, and 5:30...
Also, it seems like it's forever for the break to get here and it's over like that... 1/2 hour that was fast.
That say time runs on a time line, mine is like a cork screw...
And gravity seems to have a pull on my time. The hour hand is at 12 high and it quickly goes to half past and then it seems to take forever to get back to the top of the hour, gravity is pulling it down.
My days are like that as well... they start off at 6am, when the alarm goes off and quickly run down to 6pm and then begrudgingly back up to 6am. Which would explain why the night shift is so slow, gravity... but then again how does one explain how time flies by when one sleeps??
The year is the same, with Jan at the top with the months passing gently downward and bottoming out the end of june into july and turning slowly upward late august working up to a new year and so on. I guess the years stack up behind me like miles driving down a highway.
In the end, time and life is like the last firework on the night, a bright streak of light going straight up into the night sky only to go out in a flash and then darkness....
There you have it, time in a nut shell or from a nut...
and it's time to finish this off...
see ya