I have a book…The Book of Questions by Gregory Stock. I love it. I have spent entire evenings answering questions from this book with friends. Great conversation starters! 😉
Tag: Random
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It sometimes amazes me how well I can remember certain things for other people, but when it comes to something for me, I can’t remember shit.
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It’s so funny…. When I was younger, I hated being alone. Now, I treasure my solitude, and get cranky and anxious if it is limited by circumstance.
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I’m not sure when patience stopped being a common thing, but I get super irritated when people lack patience, especially in certain situations. I mean, seriously, if it’s a matter of waiting an extra 10 seconds for something? Take a sip of coffee. 10 minutes? Run to the bathroom or check your phone. It’s generally not really that urgent. In most cases, it’s not at all the life or death scenario that some people make it out to be.
Now, I’m not saying not to get a bit testy if you’ve been waiting for an hour and then get told you have to wait longer. Or if the wait time is completely out of line for what you’re waiting for. That’s different. I’m talking first level lack of patience when something isn’t immediate. (I will say, however, that your feeling impatient or somehow slighted because you’ve had to wait is never an acceptable reason to be rude.)
I understand that we now live in a fast paced, highly digital world where things are often done/achieved/obtained faster than they ever have been, and at times, that can be wonderful. But, I’m also going to say that perhaps the quality of what we are getting oh so expeditiously is not nearly what it would be if we simply had some patience.
Something to think about.
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Have I failed at life because I never had kids and did not do my part to propagate the species?
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Humans are the only species that create non-organic trash.
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Why aren’t testicles internal?
All the other vital life structures – heart, lungs, brain, and for direct comparison, uterus – are all within the body. Mother nature just randomly decided, “yeah, the body part responsible for generating the second half of mammalian propagation is gonna be exposed and overly sensitive. Great idea!”? I don’t get it.
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“There’s a beast in every man who breathes. With him from birth until beside him in the grave. A hideous presence just aching for release. Its chains aren’t as strong as its memory.”
– Hatebreed, Something’s Off
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There was a prompt yesterday from Day One, and I was super excited to write about it, but fell asleep because I was exhausted from other stuff, so here it is….
Prompt: You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?
Oooooh….. this would include a space for drawing as well, but here goes. Please note: factors of cost, feasibility or practicality are not being considered. At all.
Ok, to start, this would be a stand-alone thing, located in a wooded area near a creek or river. The sound of water moving (or falling, like rain), calms me. The building would be made of wood and potentially brick, a log cabin type thing. It would have large windows to allow for lots of natural light if desired, but with shutters or black out drapes for those days that light just irritates the shit out of me. It would also have a fireplace, and generously sized skylights for star gazing on frigid nights. Also, the skylights would have covers to block out light when desired, because, yeah. I’m weird like that.
Inside the structure would be cozy but not crowded. It would contain a few different things.
In one corner, a wooden desk built in/attached to part of two walls. The desk would be made of hard wood, like oak or maple, and have a darker stain color. Dark cherry perhaps. The desk would have spots for storage on both sides, especially for notebooks/drawing pads and writing/drawing implements. The edges of the desk would be bark. I love that unfinished look.
One side of the desk would have a space for my computer and notebooks. This would be the writing side. The other side would be for drawing, and would include some kind of draft table type functionality that can be concealed when not in use.
In the opposite corner, I would have a simple, overly cushioned chair, where I could sit with my book in hand with my elbows resting on my thighs/knees. I know this doesn’t seem comfortable for most, but it works for me. Also, this area would have a large, pillow stuffed lounging area. This whole thing would be the reading area.
I would have lots of bookshelves, and various pieces of art hung on available wall space.
So, yeah. That’s my ideal reading/writing/drawing space.
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I was in class for a CPIM exam last night, and the professor brought up a quote he read a while back….
“If you don’t have time to do it right, when will you have time to do it over?”
I looked it up, apparently it’s a quote from John Wooden, who was a coach for UCLA.
This is a very good question – one that I think most people in this hyperpaced world would do well to ask themselves.
A Peculiar Cerebral Tangle 