Peace talks and gorillas
Wednesday, 28. November 2007, 20:04:42
A long drawn out US tax audit combined with paranoia caused me to erase all writings except the last Opera post: something about god, nipples, and gorillas. What was I thinking? Oh I remember, the gorilla sexual harassment civil suit. That is relevant stuff.
I'm back and now I'm a proud federal tax audit survivor and recovering blogger. My new motto is: one word at a time. This may be the bottom of my game, or the top. It does not matter. Infinite game play is best. But, it can be an emotional roller coaster. Will I freefall like the United States dollar, or crawl out of the evolutionary morass and live long enough to see a smart woman run my country?
Never in my wildest dreams did I think that I would live to see Cannabis used legally for medical purposes. But, I have.
I am no longer so pessimistic and even worked to open three clinics in California. Hence the audit. However, during my recent (way) down period I realized that many ultra-elders of each generation try to pass down feelings of impending doom. It may be that many of us are suffering from over exposure to media. We suffer ego-maniacal world leaders who are out-of-touch with their own job descriptions; that they serve the people. We suffer the fools.
Times are changing; that's a given. We can call it "global warming", “green living”, War, or "Peace Talks". But, does it really matter when the global seasons change, what size your footprint, or who gets what neighborhood in Palestine? Personally, I have had to move from my homeland(s) at least ten times. Mostly in the 1970's, 1987-91, and after 9/11. All times of U.S. depression, high crime, and perceived oil shortages. I thought of this when Hurricane Katrina ravaged New Orleans. Just move on, people.
Here is my humble advice: If you live in or know someone in a war torn or disaster area, tell them to get the &%$# out. Help them if you can. But don't play the hero, don't be a soldier. Just be determined to take care of your family and friends as best you can. If changing your life style makes you feel better, do that. Just try to stay on the roller coaster and enjoy the ride. And, don't forget to keep your receipts.
I'm back and now I'm a proud federal tax audit survivor and recovering blogger. My new motto is: one word at a time. This may be the bottom of my game, or the top. It does not matter. Infinite game play is best. But, it can be an emotional roller coaster. Will I freefall like the United States dollar, or crawl out of the evolutionary morass and live long enough to see a smart woman run my country?
Never in my wildest dreams did I think that I would live to see Cannabis used legally for medical purposes. But, I have.
I am no longer so pessimistic and even worked to open three clinics in California. Hence the audit. However, during my recent (way) down period I realized that many ultra-elders of each generation try to pass down feelings of impending doom. It may be that many of us are suffering from over exposure to media. We suffer ego-maniacal world leaders who are out-of-touch with their own job descriptions; that they serve the people. We suffer the fools.Times are changing; that's a given. We can call it "global warming", “green living”, War, or "Peace Talks". But, does it really matter when the global seasons change, what size your footprint, or who gets what neighborhood in Palestine? Personally, I have had to move from my homeland(s) at least ten times. Mostly in the 1970's, 1987-91, and after 9/11. All times of U.S. depression, high crime, and perceived oil shortages. I thought of this when Hurricane Katrina ravaged New Orleans. Just move on, people.
Here is my humble advice: If you live in or know someone in a war torn or disaster area, tell them to get the &%$# out. Help them if you can. But don't play the hero, don't be a soldier. Just be determined to take care of your family and friends as best you can. If changing your life style makes you feel better, do that. Just try to stay on the roller coaster and enjoy the ride. And, don't forget to keep your receipts.
WIDGETIZE