Tuesday post... Random thoughts from the closet of my mind.

[joegoda]

Let's see where this takes us, shall we?

I've thought about washing up a bit of the clothes that have followed me around while biking to work and back. I'll probably do it after I finish this. I mean... it's done for those I love, right?

I also have a sink bottom of dishes, not much, that need doing. I'll get there. Nothing stays messy in my place for very long. It's a Cancerian thing. Clean house, happy me.

I'm still on my Jonathon Coulton kick. I can't seem to get too much of him, and he has a song for practically every single emotion on the planet. I guess he would be called a folk singer, cuz he sings for folks. Not people, per se, but folks. So far I think I've gotten bout all of his original work (up to 2006) and a few of his cover songs. I may go for the whole shebang... I don't know. Everything ends.


I've got a snippet in my mind, but I'm not in the mood to write fiction at the moment. I'm stuck in my own, and kind of enjoying it. Granted, it might be a bit more... comfortable. I could actually have enough money in the bank to cover my bills, but it's still kinda short even with the aid of a wonderful friend and sis, and NO I don't need more, but thank you very much, really. REALLY. There's a part where guilt starts to take over and the mind says "Hey... if I can't make it now, I'm not worth helping, ya know? It's not gonna be rough, it's just gonna take time." Like 4 days, and then payday, and then the juggling starts. It WILL be all right.

This brings me to family, without whom I couldn't laugh, sing, dance or even love. Well... love would be there, I reckon, but getting it back? IN spades? Hmmmmm... doubtful. Possible, but doubtful.

Do ya'll know how incredibly special you are? No. I don't think you know. AND that is what makes you special.

Was talking with the_jenny_of_oz today about ego. I have an incredibly large one, but I tend to keep my self humble by remembering those famous words told me almost forty years ago. I was told "You don't know everything." And when I realized it was true, I think I started to mature. Doesn't stop me from verbosing as if I knew everything, though. I am, as I was also told about forty years ago, "One smart peckerwood". And because it ain't braggin if it's true... I keep learning, gramps. Empty Smarts ain't smarts. Empty Smarts is just plain stupid. Full smarts is a good thing, Chet.

So... don't be afraid to tell me I don't know what I'm talking about, specially if you have something to teach me. Calling me an idiot won't offend me, really. It will point me to something I need to know, or at the very least will afford me a wonderful discussion.

And hey... I don't like everybody. It Just IS. There's folks that don't like me much, either. And some folks I act like I don't like I actually do. I just haven't figured out how to break that third wall, or haven't reconciled an attraction I have to a proper perspective. And if you don't know if I like you or not, don't be afraid to ask. I'll tell you. I'll be gentle. I promise. Really. Heh. No... really. I promise.


So... what's left? Ummm... deep philosophy about marriage, polygamy, anger management and the putting of three year old kids on Ritalin? Rambling thoughts on long distance loves and how the idea of an inter-dimensional gateway CAN be accomplished by pure thought? (yeah... it's been done once... just once)

Naw... I'd much rather have those discussions in person, over a pint or a bottle or pizza and coke. Or Coffee. Coffee and me is always good.

But Chocolate Malts are a great bribe too.

Comments

[journiey.livejournal.com]

Mmmmm Malted Chocolate Goodnesssss

[joegoda.livejournal.com]

It was good stuff! But the "steakburger" they served us was pretty darn small and pretty darn thin for what they were charging.

Hi Journiey! Hugs, honey. How are you feeling?

[the-jenny-of-oz.livejournal.com]

thanks for hanging out with me a little yesterday, Chet. I've been thinking about our discussion. I think another factor that should come into play when discussing ego and smartness (?) is contribution. I mean... we can all postulate and theorize 'til our heads spin, but if there's no practical application, then these taxonomies, these descriptions, these explanations we create in our heads and maybe put down on paper have very limited worth. Here lies the difference between latent and manifest smartness; displaced or not necessarily displaced ego.

[capi.livejournal.com]

Amen, Sistah. My own personal preference is that they should oughta *help* people, but then, i'm biased that way. *chuckle*

OTOH, it all has to start out as theory, eh? The practical application isn't always immediately clear.

*lol* i'm my own devil's advocate. Don't mind me.

[joegoda.livejournal.com]

I don't disagree with you a bit. Application is proof of the hypothesis. One can build from the basic hypothesis and theorize all they wish and never do anything with. I think that is what they call a 'Pipe dream'. It is only through application and action that the hypothesis and theory is proven, whether it is done by the individual themselves or by someone else.

It's enough to say 'The world is such and such...' but we have to be ready to back it up with statistics. And if we believe in the theory enough, we have to be able to apply it to our own lives, if it applies to the micro rather than the macro scale.

I just noticed that I'm editing myself, simply because of whom I'm speaking to. I'm actually nervous about using words of which I have little or no knowledge. Hmmmm... It's fun to talk to the highly educated, because I know that you'll come back and say "Chet... that's total bullshit.". In fact, I think you have!

[capi.livejournal.com]

*watching and taking note*

You sound.... more relaxed today, dear one.











YAY!!!! *grin*

[joegoda.livejournal.com]

I slept fairly well, dear, and there's a lot of monetary stress gone, thank you very much. Not completely... I'll still run negative until Friday, but the big hole has been mostly patched. AND I wrote last night!

[capi.livejournal.com]

I saw that! In fact, i tried three times to comment, but either my computer is being cranky today, or LJ is, here locally mebbe? cuz i'm having the WORST time with LJ today. Can't hardly manage to get to my friends' page at all! Luckily, i CAN see comments and work from there.

Still! It feels like being crippled! *LOL* I LOVED it, and i was, of course, howling for more. *grin* I ultimately gave up trying to get it to post and re-booted, and found.... THIS! So hey, so long as you know i read it and loved it, eh? ((HUG))