I found a basic music visualizer that is mostly decent! This makes me happy!!
it’s still not the same as back in the day tho…
Tag: #life
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Progress in incremental… I need to remember that sometimes.
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If there were a biography about you, what would the title be?
If someone else wrote a biography about me, they could call it anything they wanted. It could be Bob Smith’s Life Story. Not fitting, realistic or sensical, but still. Anyway, the first thing that came to my mind as to what someone else would consider a fitting title was this….
The Wayward Pilgrim
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Do wild animals ever have to deal with ambiguity in communication?
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The way that fatigue can inspire creativity and then that creativity kills the fatigue is fascinating. Yet another cycle…
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Sometimes, you can communicate better by simply being silent.
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I had this thought last night… My dogs would be horrible synchronized swimmers – they can’t even snore in sync! And it’s not like a blinker thing from two different cars where they match for three or four blinks, get out of sync, then are opposite for three or four blinks, get out of sync again, and so on. There is no semblance of syncing with dog snoring. none. you think there might be a hint, and then it’s gone. I noticed this last night…they literally have zero consistency.
Snoring has nothing to do with synchronized swimming.
Welcome to my mind.
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Write about your dream home.
Like so many other things, i find myself caught between opposing sides of myself, each with wildly different ideals.
On one hand, i want a small, cozy house full of nooks and mysteries. A root cellar and an attic crawl space where roly-polys and spiders lurk in the shadows and tell each other secrets. A kitchen just big enough to move about in freely but not so big that you can’t get from one side to the other in two or three steps. Rustic, dark fixtures – lighting, plumbing, decorative. A fireplace in the living room hugged on either side by bookshelves. Windows with dark shutters and warm, dim lighting or candles throughout. A backyard with a soft hill, and a stream behind the house.
On the other hand, I want a spacious ranch type house with lots of natural light. Large kitchen with a butcher block, hanging pots and pans rack, and a short breakfast bar with stools to one side. Stainless steel appliances and fixtures, complimented with darker counters and floors. Instead of standalone bookshelves, this house would have a library in a separate room, with a big, cushy armchair for reading. Skylights. A large bay window with a daybed overlooking the back yard, which is edged by forest.
These things that i’ve described are just the houses – structures with particular aesthetics. What really makes a home is the love that dwells there. For that, i would need two things, regardless of style. Dogs and an art/writing studio. I can’t say which, because I dream of each at different times, but these are my dream homes.
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Fanciful understanding certainly knows only fleeting freedom.
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Are there any activities or hobbies you’ve outgrown or lost interest in over time?
Since I was a kid? Riding bikes. Roller coasters. Catching frogs, toads and tadpoles. Painting rocks. Having tea parties with my imaginary friends…. Growing up can have that effect, i suppose.
As an adult, the answer is a bit more complex, because though I cycle through different topics, i have never outgrown my love of learning. And i didn’t lose interest in drawing, but I did let it fall off my top priority list.
Like many other things, the day to day nonsense can crowd out the things that make your heart sing… if you let it, that is.
A Peculiar Cerebral Tangle 