Waiting for the kids to go to sleep. We’re going to play Santa. I love my family, they truly rock. My wife bought crab for tomorrow. As we walked by this end cap at the grocery store, I was struck by its lively colors. That’s what this life is all about. Riley Central like Grand Central Station is full of these colors and more. I’m a lucky guy.
These check in posts for #ROW80 are great for me because I can make a line to start something new. I’m going to try photoblogging with minimal text for a while and see where that goes.
I really enjoy Flickr and Instagram so I’ve rigged it to where those host the images I make photoblogs of on WordPress. I’m setting out to do 3/day. That will push me to take more photos.
Words aren’t dead just way less important to my posts. I feel like nobody has time to read blogs anyway.
Have you ever made a New Year’s Resolution that you kept?
Source: Resolved | The Daily Post
When you dig deep you find out what really matters. Dating as much as possible doesn’t matter. Going through the Bible in a year doesn’t matter. Doing pushups kind of matters, running kind of matters, being open to others’ points of view REALLY matters. Loving others including your wife and showing actions that represent that love REALLY matters. Reading a certain list of hip titles kind of matters. Getting a college degree really matters. Scheduling a time in each day to practice relaxation or meditation really matters.
Letting go of false morals foisted on you by tradition mattered more to me than almost anything. Being conscious of your heartbeat, blood pressure, and breathing really matters. Doing a job of value really matters. Creating blog posts that are of value to my readers really matters. I kept all those resolutions and now you have my report as to which ones matter.
I have accumulated what I feel is the perfect set of hardware blogging tools. When I blog and use these tools, I feel totally “in the now.” I also feel like I can do this hobby long into my twilight years, even until my dying day. It’s not like most demanding jobs, you just get your thoughts into the box and press publish. Here’s a list of what you see in the photo above. Maybe someday I’ll write a post of how I use each tool. I love this non-job 🙂 Happy Sunday and happy blogging!
My Blogging Paraphernalia
This are my blogging tools @12 o’clock and going clockwise center to right and so on: Bose bluetooth speaker for musical inspiration as needed, mophie portable backup power supply for the iPhone, iPhone 6 plus, Foldable bluetooth keyboard for iPhone composing, Niko Coolpix S7000 w/WiFi interactive capability with the iPhone, Nook w/backlight, Buffalo power wood box and figure, bearclaw back scratcher when I’ve been at it too long, bifocal glasses case, ball point pen, felt tip pen for handwritten journaling, Moleskine journal, stamp pad, and a date stamp for stamping my handwritten journal entries. Not pictured: laptop.
My post this afternoon is in response to these prompts:
Sometimes, we get caught up in nostalgia, future fantasy, or both, and we don’t embrace the “now.” For this week’s challenge, take a moment to notice your present, and share a photo of it.
Source: Now | The Daily Post
What are your thoughts on aging? How will you stay young at heart as you get older?
Source: Young At Heart | The Daily Post
Took this photo at the mall with my new camera. It’s so much better than the iphone camera. Spent most of my evening messing with WordPress to place statuses in my sidebar. I came only to find out that every status will be broadcast to those following me on WordPress or email. That won’t do. So, as I usually do, I tried to find a workaround using code hooks and plugins but none of that worked either. This is not the way to peace. It’s a fine line between hard work and obsession. Sometimes you recognize early on a project will not work but you burn on anyway. It’s an art knowing when to give up. It was an awesome Tuesday otherwise. I love my new Coolpix camera and I am having so meaningful times with y kids this Christmas vacation. One day to Christmas eve.
Is there a painting or sculpture you’re drawn to? What does it say to you? Describe the experience. (Or, if art doesn’t speak to you, tell us why.)
For many moons now I’ve held the buffalo in high regard. It always seems so majestic in images. I bought a statue while on Catalina Island. It’s been on my teaching desk ever since. It’s become my favorite statue and/or 3D piece of art that I own. When I look into the statue’s eyes I feel peaceful. I’ve seen them drinking at the river on Catalina. They are terrifying and huge but at the same time peaceful. The statue has been broken a few times here and there but I fixed it. I even repainted a part that had chipped off revealing the white plaster underneath. I have a few buffalo figurine/keepsakes. This is my favorite one. It’s funny how connected I feel to the Buffalo and through this statue especially. I had a dream once where I saw a Buffalo drinking and he looked up and spoke to me. I admit, that would be odd in real life but because it was a dream, I have adopted that memory and the buffalo is my favorite animal.
It’s a celebration when you get a break from work. I get 14 days starting now. One thing though, in the years it takes to earn a degree, gain prominence in a profession along with the respect of your bosses, you get a bit tired. Maybe you can call it jaded. Two weeks off ends up being a breath as does a Summer off, again and again for 17 years until you realize there is no true renewal, only a change of scenery for a time.
I know that may sound ridiculous to the person reading this who has no break in sight. To that one I would say, do what you want, the money will follow (and the breaks). Along the way, college degrees and a respect for the systems of the world goes a long way. This Christmas, I’m planning on blogging that includes seeing several hand picked movies and reviewing them.
I’ve heard amazing things about the Sun Studios Tour in Memphis. I still can neither confirm nor deny them since on our trip tp Memphis, it was far too crowded to wait for the tour. I did still purchase a few picks. They play great!
A young musician of about 20 gave me a track to record my guitar to. I’m looking forward to it over Christmas break. Tomorrow is my last day of work for 14 days. It’s gonna be great.
Things are good tonight. We watched “Room” which I will review on this blog soon. I’m backed up with movies. I saw South Paw last night and I am planning to reviews it soon too.
Are you a night owl or are you the early bird? What’s your most productive time of day? When do you do your best work?
Something happens to me at night, I get energized. Whether I’m out in the lights of the city or at home in front of my fireplace. When I was in my 20’s and 30’s I would always watch Johnny Carson or David Letterman. Of course, they’re both off the air now. I don’t stay up that late anymore.
I’ll never forget in my late teens going down to Balboa Island at night. It was abuzz with activity. The Rocky Horror Picture show used to play down there. More recently down on Beale Street in Memphis Tennessee I got a similar vibe. I blog just fine at all times of the day and night but I wanted to say a few words of sincere respect for the night.
Linus had his blanket …
I can’t find my journal! I feel an emptiness. I wrote about 200 pages in it, it was a handwritten diary. It’s a good thing I took a photo of every page after writing it, there’s that. I feel like somebody stole my pillow. I sure hope it turns up. Meanwhile, I bought a Moleskine journal tonight at Barnes and Noble. I really like it. I sure hope to not lose this one.
Everything is going great in life right now. Tomorrow is like my Friday because “Friday” is a very early out time. In my school district they give us two weeks off for Christmas Vacation. I’ll be reviewing movies like gangbusters and going to the dentist. I’m hoping to check in with some of the bloggers out there I love reading. Tomorrow is another day, I’m going to sleep tonight imagining infinite possibilities, new Moleskine primed and ready for action.