part two of something, i think
you may recall somewhere near the pause (cuz there are no ends in babble, really, and just one end in life, ya know?... but that's besides the point {already?} and oh shutup peanut gallery lol lam) i wrote something like there were so many things on my mind when i first came here and one of the things i was referring to was this...
so i turn around and see a crowd gathering and ask why are you following me? and laugh as i hear dory singing in the background (there is always background music in my head, how about yours?) and it's not that i am down, i am just juggling more balls than is wise and at the moment a very inconvenient cold bug has set my immune system off and the sniffles are annoying and the body really needs to de-stress and rest (so what am i doing awake at this hour {nearing 2am here} when i was awake last night past 6am playing ncaa football and was at my desk at work at 8am {ish} today?... like i am going to take questions like that seriously, right lol lam gonna be lots of lol lam it seems, aye?)...
you know what lol means, if you don't know what lam means, just ask... or lay, for that matter... (shhhh, don't fret, you don't have to actually acknowledge you are out there reading by leaving a comment, i'll tell ya... lam is laugh at myself or laughing at myself and lay is laugh or laughing at yourself, ok?... so lay and lam and laa {laughing at all, which is more fun than lae [laughing at everything] cuz everything is not always all [oh, getting metaphysical philosphy on us, are we?] and besides, laa leads to la la la which is singing and skipping off to play along many paths simultaneously and if i go any further we'll be multitracking and that is not resting, sheesh, and all that jazz)... it's very healthy, so do it and don't mind the head spinning...
the following me reference leads to the discovery that the blogger dashboard tells me there are now sixteen people (even though only fourteen show up when i click on the link... blogger glitches are puzzling or two people are missing in action {or hiding?... s'ok, you are welcome here} and that is a little sad like all missed connections for me) following this blog (and yeah, that amazes me)... i wonder if that changes anything i do here... omigish, self-consciousness? (insert some psychobabble)... we change everything just by observing, right? (insert some philosophy of physics)... i am thirsty and too lazy to get up and get something to drink, but that's besides the point too, isn't it?...
i suppose not (which has many references that will be left for another time as i was not intended to be here tonight and have sleep to get to {right, who am i kidding?... surely the cold bugs are laughing at me now... and drooling a little... runny nose, cold bugs drooling, get it?... oh never mind} and ncaa football is calling and i am thirsty, dangit {must be all those herbal medicines i took an hour or so ago when i woke from my four hour nap} and where did this parentheses start, anyway?... i mean, in case it matters)...
something just flashed through my head and left before the words formed... love and hate those moments... probably the difference between genius and everybody else is the geniuses actually form words out of those flashes... yeah, there's something to consider next time you feel a flash coming on... and i don't mean menopause or running around naked or suddenly dropping your trenchcoat and dancing with a bunch of strangers in a public place, either... i used to be a genius, then i started experimenting with drugs... actually, for the mass audience, i used to be a genius, but then i started drinking and that straightened me out... or was that for the blue collar comedy tour audience... anyway, they have their own writers, i will just keep swimming...
drinking, seems to be a theme here... ok, i am going to pick the laptop off my lap, set it aside, and fill a water bottle (which means moving some dishes out of the sink cuz they are soaking there and if i am too lazy to get up and get a drink i am surely too lazy to do dishes tonight... hey, at least there are no dishes from last year laying around... i think... i am definitely laughing at myself a little too much for my own good at the moment... maybe i am delirious... anybody got a thermometer?... oral, preferably...
no really, i had no intention of babbling tonight… i let this body fall asleep around eight thirty and wouldn’t you know, the four hour cycle was up and sure enough the sniffles woke me so i went to the bathroom and started searching for Echinacea and vitamins and garlic and all sorts of home remedies and that lead me to find t shirts and other stuff (cuz half my world is still in boxes cuz there’s not enough space {or is that not enough time… ummm, laziness?... perhaps all of the above} to unpack it all) and that got me all excited and then i had to go potty and took the laptop (cuz some days that’s the only time left for writing, even if that is tmi) and found a post in a private blog an old soulmate and i still share and started responding and out came the babbler and an hour (or is it two?) later, here we are…
wherever this may be...
water, yes, drink, brb…
brb may be the most famous of all famous last words… and they aren’t even words, i know (anagram haters lol)… especially for the add babbling fool, brb so often means hours or days pass before i return cuz there are just so many cool distractions to be found when i step away from the keyboard for just a moment to get a drink or do whatever… it was just a few minutes this time, which may be even more amazing than the other amazing things i never got back to in the last entry (or this one, for that matter)…
i was too lazy to make water, so i drank more grapefruit juice… and then i thought about it and decided, in spite of wondering just how so many dishes piled up in the short times since jackson was down here and i had the kitchen and apartment almost clean, i filled a bottle of smart water… that is, i filled an empty smart water bottle with filtered tap water… yes, the filter is on the tap… a little less poison, as if it matters (it does, i believe it, so i do it, especially since i drink gallons of water a day, but that’s besides the point and way too serious for this moment, really, as i was just trying to babble myself to sleep)… i like using smart water bottles cuz semantically (and practically, i suppose, but who likes practical?) it amuses me to realize that i might have bought smart water once upon a time but i am actually drinking smarter water now cuz it’s free… smart phones and smart water, all part of the continuing saga of the dumbing down of our civilization… go ahead, smart water aficionados, sell me on the benefits of your product… if i want electrolytes i’ll stick a paper clip into a wall outlet…
wow, that was quite neaderthal of me, wasn’t it?... blame it on the cold bugs, they’ve been around since before the stone age, after all… oh, and no offence to the commercial neaderthal guy, i mean, he has a hard enough time competing with a gecko, this little piggy, and not to mention being abused by his friend brian, he doesn’t need more grief… ever think about how many switches you switch on and off any given day?... i mean, any one of those switched, light switches, car ignitions, computers, tvs, radios, on and on and on, any one of those switches could short out and blow up the world by setting off a chain reaction through the wires all the way to every nuclear power plant and… ok, so maybe not the world, how about you?... you don’t want to blow up, do you?... ummmmm, ok, so maybe just a little shock, but still, so many times a day you could be shocked, just something to think about…
so many things to think about, no wonder we have billions of brain cells… mine apparently all work independently from each other, but that's beside the point, or is it?...
ever notice how some thoughts just seem to hang there?...
so, my wise and wonderful bevy of followers and lurkers and readers, silent or not, how are you on this brisk 40 degree night?... it was 35 degrees last night… did i mention recently that i live in florida for the tropical heat? (that’s right, orlando, florida, home of the mouse that supposedly innocent fantasy and your support of corporate greed built and many other imaginary escapes, including the latest, pottermore, and yes i put my contact info right out there {see side bar} cuz it’s a small world, after all, but we were talking about the weather, weren’t we?)... s’ok, i love the ever so brief two week winter we get here… it reminds me why i moved down from the great white north :)
so seriously though, how are you?...
yes, i do want to know… and thank you for telling me (in advance if you haven’t already, and in the now if you have cuz you know i am terrible at checking email, but i do usually respond to texts and comments pretty promptly, as in not during board meetings or games or when i am otherwise occupied {occupied… are you occupied yet?... we all should be and hopefully will be sooner or later, though not like invasion of the body snatchers, i mean, i hope, but that’s another long and serious winding road for another time], but pretty promptly… i forgot i had a twitter account for a few weeks, actually… and stopped checking in at facebook regularly… but i do almost always have my phone so texts {and calls, i mean, remember actually talking on the phone?} do get my almost immediate attention if you want to communicate)…
i was thanking you, wasn’t?... no really, i was… dang parentheses can be so distracting, ya know?... i love them though, as any good babbler should… not that i am claiming to be a good babbler, even bad babblers love parentheses... even more, no doubt… i really am happy to imagine you are actually reading even if i (modestly, of course) ponder what worth any of these random thoughts might have in your world… you do have a world, you know, and i have no plans on invading it, in case you wondered, but i welcome you to share a bit now and then… see, it’s not just ego strokes and tell me why you love me i am asking for (and of course i would not want nude photos, right?... ah, wouldn’t want to stay serious for more than a few lines, now would we?), i am (in spite of my teasing) genuinely interested in why you are here (reading and in this world, which are probably two very different reasons cuz if you are in this world just to read me, well, where have you been all my life and why aren’t we married with kids or on tv or something like that… i suppose trying to be serious is a losing cause tonight… shoulda known with all the lols and lams and laas that started this babble... not to mention the cold bug) and who you are…
and with that request for your dirty laundry (i so did not ask what you were wearing the last time you had a wet dream or nightgasm or whatever, no i did not… i think i may do this just to see if anyone is actually reading… or is it to weed out the old farts with small minds and limited senses of humor {did my followers list just shrink? lol… oh dear, now you may see why i am amazed i even have one follower} which is altogether possible… what can i say, i love monty python, benny hill, robin williams, steve martin, matt groening {though i think he spelled his name wrong}, seth macfarlane, trey parker and matt stone {they just have to be listed as a couple i suppose, and the writers of the animaniacs, of course), groucho marx, and the most irreverent intelligent test your wits and more, test your tolerance humor most of all… did i mention lenny bruce and george carlin?... hey, and you thought harry chapin was my only personal hero?... how little you really know me, aye?... have you found the perversions blog yet?... and now for something completely different lol lam laa :)
hey, if nothing else at least i can amuse myself… that’s a good thing in this crazy mixed up world… i hope you find some amusement within you and around you (cuz it’s there, we just need to be open to it… focus, grasshopper, and sing… wait, the world might not be ready for my cartoon madness version of phantom of the opera starring wacko warner {did the animaniacs ever do phantom?... oh no, don’t go off on another tangent now… did i mention i love theanimaniacs lately?)…
hours later, i forgot why i was here after getting lost in browsing the internet to answer some of the questions i left here to answer… isn’t it always like that? (i know, like what?… sometimes i don’t get me either, but nevermind making sense or following a continuous line of logical thought, besides, continuity is vastly overrated, aren’t blooper shows more funny that way?... it is time to wish you a good night (since it’s way past time to wish you a happy new year i suppose, but happy new year anyway… unless, of course, you use a different calendar than most of the world and in that case, happy new year anyway… oh, yeah, kinda the same thing, huh?... well, happy new year anyway)… take care of yourself and thanks for being in the world (or for being out of this world, whichever comes first)…
nite nite :)
so i turn around and see a crowd gathering and ask why are you following me? and laugh as i hear dory singing in the background (there is always background music in my head, how about yours?) and it's not that i am down, i am just juggling more balls than is wise and at the moment a very inconvenient cold bug has set my immune system off and the sniffles are annoying and the body really needs to de-stress and rest (so what am i doing awake at this hour {nearing 2am here} when i was awake last night past 6am playing ncaa football and was at my desk at work at 8am {ish} today?... like i am going to take questions like that seriously, right lol lam gonna be lots of lol lam it seems, aye?)...
you know what lol means, if you don't know what lam means, just ask... or lay, for that matter... (shhhh, don't fret, you don't have to actually acknowledge you are out there reading by leaving a comment, i'll tell ya... lam is laugh at myself or laughing at myself and lay is laugh or laughing at yourself, ok?... so lay and lam and laa {laughing at all, which is more fun than lae [laughing at everything] cuz everything is not always all [oh, getting metaphysical philosphy on us, are we?] and besides, laa leads to la la la which is singing and skipping off to play along many paths simultaneously and if i go any further we'll be multitracking and that is not resting, sheesh, and all that jazz)... it's very healthy, so do it and don't mind the head spinning...
the following me reference leads to the discovery that the blogger dashboard tells me there are now sixteen people (even though only fourteen show up when i click on the link... blogger glitches are puzzling or two people are missing in action {or hiding?... s'ok, you are welcome here} and that is a little sad like all missed connections for me) following this blog (and yeah, that amazes me)... i wonder if that changes anything i do here... omigish, self-consciousness? (insert some psychobabble)... we change everything just by observing, right? (insert some philosophy of physics)... i am thirsty and too lazy to get up and get something to drink, but that's besides the point too, isn't it?...
i suppose not (which has many references that will be left for another time as i was not intended to be here tonight and have sleep to get to {right, who am i kidding?... surely the cold bugs are laughing at me now... and drooling a little... runny nose, cold bugs drooling, get it?... oh never mind} and ncaa football is calling and i am thirsty, dangit {must be all those herbal medicines i took an hour or so ago when i woke from my four hour nap} and where did this parentheses start, anyway?... i mean, in case it matters)...
something just flashed through my head and left before the words formed... love and hate those moments... probably the difference between genius and everybody else is the geniuses actually form words out of those flashes... yeah, there's something to consider next time you feel a flash coming on... and i don't mean menopause or running around naked or suddenly dropping your trenchcoat and dancing with a bunch of strangers in a public place, either... i used to be a genius, then i started experimenting with drugs... actually, for the mass audience, i used to be a genius, but then i started drinking and that straightened me out... or was that for the blue collar comedy tour audience... anyway, they have their own writers, i will just keep swimming...
drinking, seems to be a theme here... ok, i am going to pick the laptop off my lap, set it aside, and fill a water bottle (which means moving some dishes out of the sink cuz they are soaking there and if i am too lazy to get up and get a drink i am surely too lazy to do dishes tonight... hey, at least there are no dishes from last year laying around... i think... i am definitely laughing at myself a little too much for my own good at the moment... maybe i am delirious... anybody got a thermometer?... oral, preferably...
no really, i had no intention of babbling tonight… i let this body fall asleep around eight thirty and wouldn’t you know, the four hour cycle was up and sure enough the sniffles woke me so i went to the bathroom and started searching for Echinacea and vitamins and garlic and all sorts of home remedies and that lead me to find t shirts and other stuff (cuz half my world is still in boxes cuz there’s not enough space {or is that not enough time… ummm, laziness?... perhaps all of the above} to unpack it all) and that got me all excited and then i had to go potty and took the laptop (cuz some days that’s the only time left for writing, even if that is tmi) and found a post in a private blog an old soulmate and i still share and started responding and out came the babbler and an hour (or is it two?) later, here we are…
wherever this may be...
water, yes, drink, brb…
brb may be the most famous of all famous last words… and they aren’t even words, i know (anagram haters lol)… especially for the add babbling fool, brb so often means hours or days pass before i return cuz there are just so many cool distractions to be found when i step away from the keyboard for just a moment to get a drink or do whatever… it was just a few minutes this time, which may be even more amazing than the other amazing things i never got back to in the last entry (or this one, for that matter)…
i was too lazy to make water, so i drank more grapefruit juice… and then i thought about it and decided, in spite of wondering just how so many dishes piled up in the short times since jackson was down here and i had the kitchen and apartment almost clean, i filled a bottle of smart water… that is, i filled an empty smart water bottle with filtered tap water… yes, the filter is on the tap… a little less poison, as if it matters (it does, i believe it, so i do it, especially since i drink gallons of water a day, but that’s besides the point and way too serious for this moment, really, as i was just trying to babble myself to sleep)… i like using smart water bottles cuz semantically (and practically, i suppose, but who likes practical?) it amuses me to realize that i might have bought smart water once upon a time but i am actually drinking smarter water now cuz it’s free… smart phones and smart water, all part of the continuing saga of the dumbing down of our civilization… go ahead, smart water aficionados, sell me on the benefits of your product… if i want electrolytes i’ll stick a paper clip into a wall outlet…
wow, that was quite neaderthal of me, wasn’t it?... blame it on the cold bugs, they’ve been around since before the stone age, after all… oh, and no offence to the commercial neaderthal guy, i mean, he has a hard enough time competing with a gecko, this little piggy, and not to mention being abused by his friend brian, he doesn’t need more grief… ever think about how many switches you switch on and off any given day?... i mean, any one of those switched, light switches, car ignitions, computers, tvs, radios, on and on and on, any one of those switches could short out and blow up the world by setting off a chain reaction through the wires all the way to every nuclear power plant and… ok, so maybe not the world, how about you?... you don’t want to blow up, do you?... ummmmm, ok, so maybe just a little shock, but still, so many times a day you could be shocked, just something to think about…
so many things to think about, no wonder we have billions of brain cells… mine apparently all work independently from each other, but that's beside the point, or is it?...
ever notice how some thoughts just seem to hang there?...
so, my wise and wonderful bevy of followers and lurkers and readers, silent or not, how are you on this brisk 40 degree night?... it was 35 degrees last night… did i mention recently that i live in florida for the tropical heat? (that’s right, orlando, florida, home of the mouse that supposedly innocent fantasy and your support of corporate greed built and many other imaginary escapes, including the latest, pottermore, and yes i put my contact info right out there {see side bar} cuz it’s a small world, after all, but we were talking about the weather, weren’t we?)... s’ok, i love the ever so brief two week winter we get here… it reminds me why i moved down from the great white north :)
so seriously though, how are you?...
yes, i do want to know… and thank you for telling me (in advance if you haven’t already, and in the now if you have cuz you know i am terrible at checking email, but i do usually respond to texts and comments pretty promptly, as in not during board meetings or games or when i am otherwise occupied {occupied… are you occupied yet?... we all should be and hopefully will be sooner or later, though not like invasion of the body snatchers, i mean, i hope, but that’s another long and serious winding road for another time], but pretty promptly… i forgot i had a twitter account for a few weeks, actually… and stopped checking in at facebook regularly… but i do almost always have my phone so texts {and calls, i mean, remember actually talking on the phone?} do get my almost immediate attention if you want to communicate)…
i was thanking you, wasn’t?... no really, i was… dang parentheses can be so distracting, ya know?... i love them though, as any good babbler should… not that i am claiming to be a good babbler, even bad babblers love parentheses... even more, no doubt… i really am happy to imagine you are actually reading even if i (modestly, of course) ponder what worth any of these random thoughts might have in your world… you do have a world, you know, and i have no plans on invading it, in case you wondered, but i welcome you to share a bit now and then… see, it’s not just ego strokes and tell me why you love me i am asking for (and of course i would not want nude photos, right?... ah, wouldn’t want to stay serious for more than a few lines, now would we?), i am (in spite of my teasing) genuinely interested in why you are here (reading and in this world, which are probably two very different reasons cuz if you are in this world just to read me, well, where have you been all my life and why aren’t we married with kids or on tv or something like that… i suppose trying to be serious is a losing cause tonight… shoulda known with all the lols and lams and laas that started this babble... not to mention the cold bug) and who you are…
and with that request for your dirty laundry (i so did not ask what you were wearing the last time you had a wet dream or nightgasm or whatever, no i did not… i think i may do this just to see if anyone is actually reading… or is it to weed out the old farts with small minds and limited senses of humor {did my followers list just shrink? lol… oh dear, now you may see why i am amazed i even have one follower} which is altogether possible… what can i say, i love monty python, benny hill, robin williams, steve martin, matt groening {though i think he spelled his name wrong}, seth macfarlane, trey parker and matt stone {they just have to be listed as a couple i suppose, and the writers of the animaniacs, of course), groucho marx, and the most irreverent intelligent test your wits and more, test your tolerance humor most of all… did i mention lenny bruce and george carlin?... hey, and you thought harry chapin was my only personal hero?... how little you really know me, aye?... have you found the perversions blog yet?... and now for something completely different lol lam laa :)
hey, if nothing else at least i can amuse myself… that’s a good thing in this crazy mixed up world… i hope you find some amusement within you and around you (cuz it’s there, we just need to be open to it… focus, grasshopper, and sing… wait, the world might not be ready for my cartoon madness version of phantom of the opera starring wacko warner {did the animaniacs ever do phantom?... oh no, don’t go off on another tangent now… did i mention i love theanimaniacs lately?)…
hours later, i forgot why i was here after getting lost in browsing the internet to answer some of the questions i left here to answer… isn’t it always like that? (i know, like what?… sometimes i don’t get me either, but nevermind making sense or following a continuous line of logical thought, besides, continuity is vastly overrated, aren’t blooper shows more funny that way?... it is time to wish you a good night (since it’s way past time to wish you a happy new year i suppose, but happy new year anyway… unless, of course, you use a different calendar than most of the world and in that case, happy new year anyway… oh, yeah, kinda the same thing, huh?... well, happy new year anyway)… take care of yourself and thanks for being in the world (or for being out of this world, whichever comes first)…
nite nite :)
posted by candoor at 4:26 AM
2 Comments:
so when away from how without laptop remember to bring passwords to blogs and facebooks and anywhere that requires a password ot the best you can do is leave anonymous messages for yourself or create entirely new accounts on someone else's laptop...
in the dark...
lessons learned :)
right...
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