Reading harold_maude's journal

This morning, like other mornings similar to this one, I got handed some of the usual mindbender thoughts.
I think there is something about the drive back here that signals the release of these types of thoughts, and they are designed to hit me with the force of a cruse missle.

This mornings' bag of thoughts contained questions.
Here are some of the questions:

If it's impossible to convince anyone of anything then why say anything at all?

And here's another, If a tree falls in the forest how long will it be before it becomes sawdust or dirt?

And yet another, if every step a person takes has many possible choices as to the direction they end up going does it really matter what choice you make?

Then there are these: If you crossed a duck with a chicken would it be more annoying than a chicken can be by itself?

If you stood on a corner of a busy intersection for an hour would anyone know that your there?
Or would you be invisible to people passing by?

If you could understand what animals are talking about when they make the noises they do what would they tell you about the people they see?

What is the most beautiful mold you've ever seen?

If time had the nature of an onion would people throw it out when it went bad or would they eat it before then?

How can you tell if your mutating into something or someone your not sure you really want to become?

If you crossed a mouse with an elephant would it ever come out of hiding?

And if it did and you put it in a room with mirrors would it loose it's mind?

What if you crossed a giraff with a snake would there be a major problem with getting close to one?

Yes...these are some of today's thoughts that hit me on the way home...there are stranger ones than these, and quite a few depressing ones, but I'll leave those in my head.

Today, I know that I'm here. Today I know that there is alot that I don't know. Today I'm trying to figure out what the point is, and today I had some donut holes for breakfast.
The frig is in freezer mode. I've brought the temp to the warmest place I could, did that about 5 days ago, and still everything is frozen.

I wish I knew how to fix it. But I don't. So I have to call the landlord and ask him to send someone to look at it.
Having everything in your frig go frozen is a pain to deal with.
Especially when it comes to milk and butter.

...geeze sometimes I wish I could just wander off somewhere and then when I get far enough away I could see the whole picture...

grinning..the kittens are learning how to be demolition experts.
They haven't broken any glass in knocking things over.
But it's good to see they are well into the process of learning their paws are good for more than just walking on.

Learning how your hands or paws work is a very empowering event...go kitties!!!

Just a few days ago it seems they were barely learning how to walk without falling over.

And just a few days ago it seems that so much was opening up, and now it's just gotten really murky.
I really do wish I could understand why the universe seem intent on throwing me from one place to another...you'd think I was a rubber ball or something.
And who knows, maybe in the big picture that's all I really am.
Either that or a taco...one that never goes beyond the warming lights.

I wish there was a way for someone to get inside my skin and look at what I'm looking at, maybe they could tell me what this ultimately is about, this being knocked back and forth.

Until that happens, I'm going to just advance on the day and see what happens.

It only looks that way because your standing on your head.

And who knows, maybe in the big picture that's all I really am.
Either that or a taco...one that never goes beyond the warming lights.

Well...*laughs*...I certainly hope you are not a taco, but you do have one. And I think you have a bean burrito to go with it. *just slap me*

You know, I just wanted to say, that when I talk to you--and I don't want you to take this the wrong way, because you are pretty much the same age as me--I feel as if I am having a conversation, at times, like I used to have with my mom. The last five years of her life, we were like best friends. I wish I would have paid more attention to the love she was asking for...but, at any rate, just to note: every time I see you have typed the word grinning with an ellipsis after it, I am reminded of my mom. She would write me long tomes of letters and punctuate them just like that. And everytime I see the word grinning, I can almost hear her smile cracking. The way she would grin from ear to ear, slightly maniacally (I do it too...)

Your style of writing reminds me of hers. She was interested in very much the same things you are...she thought about striking out on her own, as well...but was afraid. So what happens is, I do cry a little sometimes, but mostly, you bring back some memories of her...while also being very much yourself.

I just wanted you to know that I know very well you are Wendy, and I like you as Wendy...but it's nice to have daily reminders of all the things I liked about my mom. Thanks for being you. I wish there were more like you. I thought there was one less in the world when mom died, but after having met you a year ago, I realized there are plenty of us 'wacky chicks' to go around.

I feel free to be a 'wacky chick' around you, too.

Man, I must sound like a major ass-kisser. Sorry.

If mountain goats like living at high elevations, why do none live in high rise apartment buildings?

This post was edited by rosyxxx on Sep 23, 2005.

*Smiles* thankyou, that is about the nicest compliment anyone has given me in a very long time.

Good things arn't just blown out the window of a car doing 90 down the freeway and lost, then end up somewhere and often they find their way back to where they need to be. :)

It only looks that way because your standing on your head.

Today I'm trying to figure out what the point is, and today I had some donut holes for breakfast.

:)

Maybe you should spend more time focusing on the donut holes, and then worry about the big picture. Sometimes big pictures are best seen in pieces.

Please contiune to vote AND post.

I would love to focus on the donught holes....they were so good!
Blueberry donught holes from Krispy Kream...
:)

I think it's all comming in at the same time, big picture stuff and donught holes too ...I love that...the little things being compared to donught holes...man you are brilliant...
I'm think I need to make a trip and get somemore in the next couple of days.

I love it when people hand me keys.
I don't know if you understand that what you said was a key, but if you did and did it anyway, I wanted to say thank you...that was an awesome kind thing to do...:)

It only looks that way because your standing on your head.

This post was edited by harold_maude on Sep 25, 2005.