Month: April 2005

My park bench is finally done and installed in a lovely place. Spent the majority of yesterday gardening and doing yardwork, if anyone can believe that. Slowly clearing out the dead ivy from the back of the yard where the teahouse will be, took a flame-thrower to the weeds that were overrunning the moss on our patio. Nothing like a good flame-thrower to assist in the need for absolute destruction. Too bad I ran out of propane.

Got a response to an email I never expected a response from, more to come in the future, which was lovely. There’ll be a follow-up in the future, sometimes the unexpected is a wonderful, and sobering, surprise.

Anyway, as a side-note, ugai breathing sounds like a continuous wave hitting the beach in your head. Pretty nifty.

I’ve been digging around all my pictures, in trying to revamp my personal pictures files. It’s interesting to go through them, memories of things that make me happy, family times that didn’t involve arguments, and people who made my life tolerable – least for a while. I’m missing pictures, ones I went looking for and couldn’t find, though I’m sure they’re in a box somewhere in this house. Just have to keep digging.

It should be interesting to let some of these images out, I have pictures from when I was 2, people I’ve loved, places that gave me peace. Some memories won’t be there, as I can’t find pictures of them, even though I want to post them. Maybe they are around here somewhere, but it’ll be a few weeks, as I have to scan most of these pictures in, but those who are interested, I will let you know when they are up.

I’ve got stuff I need to do by Monday, said I’d do it today. Can’t bring myself to manage it. Guess I’ll work on it tomorrow or late, when I might feel more productive.

Scorpio for this week:

The World Cow Chip Throwing Contest will be held this week in Beaver, Oklahoma. If you’ve got the time and inclination, I suggest you attend. It would be especially fortuitous if you not only watched the festivities, but also got a chance to compete. One way or another, Scorpio, you’re going to have urges to sling dung–either the metaphorical or actual variety–and it would be far better to do it in a setting where such activity is sanctioned. That way, no reputations will be tweaked and no one will get hurt. If you can’t make it to Beaver, Oklahoma, you should maybe arrange your own Cow Chip Throwing Contest in the nearest pasture. If you’re an urban dweller, it would be worth driving out to the sticks.

FreeWill Astrology

I think he smoked too much this last week. Unless he means it’s just time for me to get back to the rural areas I came from. But that’s something totally different from throwing shit. Seriously, I don’t recall looking like a monkey.

Scorpio for this week:

The World Cow Chip Throwing Contest will be held this week in Beaver, Oklahoma. If you’ve got the time and inclination, I suggest you attend. It would be especially fortuitous if you not only watched the festivities, but also got a chance to compete. One way or another, Scorpio, you’re going to have urges to sling dung–either the metaphorical or actual variety–and it would be far better to do it in a setting where such activity is sanctioned. That way, no reputations will be tweaked and no one will get hurt. If you can’t make it to Beaver, Oklahoma, you should maybe arrange your own Cow Chip Throwing Contest in the nearest pasture. If you’re an urban dweller, it would be worth driving out to the sticks.

FreeWill Astrology

I think he smoked too much this last week. Unless he means it’s just time for me to get back to the rural areas I came from. But that’s something totally different from throwing shit. Seriously, I don’t recall looking like a monkey.

What kind of dumbass am I? I reduce my leg rep weight by 100lbs, but change up the rep type to include single leg squats, so I can support my knees properly, and I end up with my gluts killing me! Oh well, least I’ll have a nice ass when this is done, hopefully my knees will be fully rehabilitated too, and the arthritis will be reduced.

There’s a discussion going on a list I’m on, about soulmates. Some have tossed around the idea that it’s a means of keeping us fantastically glued to the “one overall true love” ideal. I disagree. I think it’s fantastic when two soulmates come together to walk a magical life as one unit, and I applaud and respect it. However, I don’t believe in one soulmate per person, as a soulmate is someone we readily connect with on the soul level, that feeling of knowing a person forever, even if it’s only a few minutes. Like all relationships, these relationships have to be nurtured to grow, even if you can separate for years, and come together like it was just yesterday when you last met. This also doesn’t mean said person is “the one”, because as those of us who’ve done this can attest to, sometimes it’s just next to impossible to live a life with a soulmate and it’s best to keep things at an intimate friend-level than an intimate lover-level.

Anyway, those are my passive thoughts for the day.

Maybe I’m just strange, but it’s a wonderful feeling to get up in the morning and put on my underwear and have them stay put, and not have to yank them out every 5 minutes.

In other news, while I promised myself I’d stay away from the military forum, I broke my promise. My update this morning just pissed me off. God damned vets who blanket a feminist this or feminist that, in the theory that us “feminists” think that all women can do things better than men because we’re women. Fucking BULLSHIT! I know women that I wouldn’t trust my life to, and I know men that I wouldn’t trust my life to either. No female on this forum has said “women can do it because we’re women.” No, we’ve been saying that, yes, indeed, there are women who can cut it, let them have their shot and prove themselves. Hell, the little pissants half of them are talking about, I wouldn’t want in my unit.

Had one story about a woman on a naval fire squad, who asked for re-assignment after a real fire proved she couldn’t pull her weight. My question is, how come she didn’t know this before hand? I know the military is big on drills, making sure that people can pull their own weight when the time comes, so why this? What officer above her was slacking in not making sure that everyone under him/her could pull their duty? And why didn’t this woman make sure she could pull her duty herself?

Seriously, slack-ass stuff like this ranks up there with people who decide at ship time, that they’re a conscious objector to the war, because they enlisted for college funds. It’s the military, the extras are icing on the cake for you to do your duty, not a loophole to get out of it. Sheesh, we’ve raised a bunch of fluffy pretty kitties with no concept of honour or duty in this country.

And for the record, that’s a gender-blind comment. *eg*

So, it seems like the Massage Licensure Law is waiting for Sonny Perdue’s signature and all the Libertarian therapists are pissy. Oh well, I’m for it, I’m happy it’s finally made it this far and I’ve already got my ducks in a row to get my license and add an L to all the initials after my name.

The main bitch I’ve heard is “my school has already had to make so many changes to the curriculum to get up to speed! This isn’t fair!” Deal with it, if your school has to do that, I’d be questioning the school and why it’s not surpassing the most stringent state licensure requirements. That was one of the things I looked at when deciding on a school, not to mention the curriculum in general.

Also, take a good look at the laws on the books across GA, and think about whether or not you might want to move to a different county in the future. Seriously, you want mass variety, Fulton and Dekalb are the only two counties that even remotely look similar, the further out you go, the more whacked the laws look. Cherokee co. has the most stringent, likening your school certification to a $10,000+ education on how to fuck someone, Cobb county comes close, but at least they admit that you didn’t have to take “sex” ed.

Does this change the fact that when you show up to the county courthouse to apply for your business license, you get fingerprinted because you’re lumped in there with the bar and liquor licenses, and this isn’t to apply for a spa license (got me what they have to go through). This is simply for a storefront office or for a home office. Trust me, I’m finally at the point where I can apply for a license for my home office.

Honestly, I’d rather go in and present my certifications and association memberships than be treated like a street whore.