May 2021:
05-26-21: laptop kicked my hinie yesterday and today i gave up on it, actually i gave up on it yesterday, but today its official... but good news is that i didn't launch the laptop into the stratosphere yesterday after wasting entirely too much time before coming to the conclusion that unless we find some install disks in this cluttered home every further minute spent on it is a fools mission, mission unsuccessful but at least i know what needs to be done to progress and bashing it into the elm tree out back isn't going to be fruitful, in fact it will probably make my back worse... im sure it will. i have a goal now but kids are priority and graduation is less than a month away.
its crazy nice out in rockingham county NH today, i watched the high school seniors that were joining military do a flag raising ceremony in front of their school, they had five white males and a dark skinned female take part this morning, there may be other kids from their class joining military as well but maybe couldn't make it but that sounds close to what i'd expect for a high school of their size, four white guys joining the USMC and a gal native to another country and then another white guy that are both joining the Army. there arent a ton of folks that dont look white that live around here so the fact that there were mostly white males doesnt surprise me but the dark skinned young woman did, i don't know her background other than what her english as a second language teacher had told me, was that she has only been in the usa for three years, that and where she is from and i dont know that i really need to state that for this quick post, but it still surprises me that people that love our country and have only been here for a short while are willing to give our military everything they've got for a season of their lives, and more amazing is how many of those same folks will actually make a full career for us as well, it actually happens and i appreciate them and it, and during this morning's moment of silence i prayed to the god of my religious preference that all six and any other military bound seniors from their class will return home safely, statistically speaking it should happen too.
senior skip day today too, so i dismiss the boy right after i watch him hand the flag to his squad leader and buddy ethan and ethan clips it on the rope and raises it to perfection and the ceremony quickly ends and i give my boy his beach stuff to bring to hampton, a raft and pump and oars and a towel and some line to anchor to tie-off the three person raft, they ought to have fun and hopefully my white-ass son doesn't come home burnt to a crisp... i suppose i should quick calling myself white because i bought a few different sets of the crayola crayons that they call 'colors of the world' for another project and according to the skin tones offered in the twenty four crayon pack i am not white after all, i am actually between light rose and very light rose... so im not white im pink so perhaps i should begin identifying as such, its only right man.... i sort of self identify as see through white but now i suppose i am really lightish-rose, i'm sure there is a technical rgb numerical representation for what ever it is that i am but for now i feel almost humiliated for being called a color of a pink flower, i would prefer to be called something derogatory and mean-spirited please and thank you... i respectfully appreciate crayolas crayon collection with the many skin-tones of the folks from all over the world... but F-you crayola, just call it a$$hole color please and i might not feel as offended, ha... no offense really but very light rose is about as demasculating of a label as a short proud white irish italian can handle, good grief, but anyway i thought that was hilarious when i held up the box to see what color i mostly resemble, and i guess i wasnt too surprised to see that they didnt have a 'see through white' listed as an actual skin tone... just call me 'rosey'.
i was just interrupted by a guy walking up our short driveway, he's from a tree company thats contracted by our electric provider to proactively deal with problem looking trees, they want to take the big one out front of the house, the wood peckers peck away at these trees that these beetles lay their eggs on, the woodpeckers will damage the trees which isn't much of a problem out in the middle of nowhere but when you live on a main street and these trees are overhanging the power lines it becomes a real issue for us and our neighbors, at least the little birds that nested earlier this year have had their chicks and they have been gone for a week or two now, but anyway i will have a bit of firewood in the near future, the landlady's brother will remove split and sell most of it but we will get a couple of fires out of it too, and the new chopping block that i need, the one i had got burned a year or two ago and i haven't replaced it yet, now i could potentially have a three foot one, its a pretty big tree for a main street in NH, but i'll miss the shade that it brings and the little fuzzy birds that were hatching up there too, i will not miss the sound of the wood pecker though, he can go do woodpecker things somewhere else now, he's already gotten a few trees out back too, weren't their beetle larva tasty enough for you? but you needed the ones outside our bedroom window too you little red headed hooligan, anyway, ill miss that big ole tree and hope that its not infested with any insects that will want to populate our home next.  --  ct
05-25-21: congratulations to thryve dot com, you were the first sales crew to give me an unsolicited/cold call, good job, my apologies for not being a solid company that you can help grow, not really in a place to do that right now, i have much too much to do about a million other things at the moment and growing anything other than the single plant of moab in the closet isn't on me front-burner good man. i don't have a business plan, i am just writing a bunch at the moment, i have an idea or two to maybe earn a little bit of money that might help a little bit but not to a point where i feel overly motivated to pursue really... but writing for a couple of projects is really where i am counting on any sizable income... so nothing that thryve can do for me at the moment... i'm in the red man and the financial burdens of this busy lifestyle that we currently live in is just plain nuts sometimes... so please don't even put me on your 'call back in six months' kind of list either, if so i'm sure i will be as polite as i was this time, but now i have 'published' this blog post so if you do enough intel to reference this particular post i will give you a bit more consideration for future endeavors, so - thanks yo.
... but he confirmed my suspicions of what will happen if people see 'www.christopher.news' somewhere and try to look up what it is that i do, you will see a handful of search results with links pointing to various websites that include the words 'christopher' and 'news', and so i'd like to make notice that i am not affiliated with any organization that shows up on your search results, it's simply because i haven't done the full blown registering and keyword sort of stuff that you do with the big web browsers or search engines or whatever they are now, so to the nice man from thryve i would say that good on you for doing some research before you called but i am not affiliated with Father Keller or the folks at https://www.christophers.org/, i think i pretty much support their mission from a christian perspective but please do not think that i speak on their behalf in any way shape or form, i have never met any of them or written with any of them or have spoken with any of them so please don't think that i am smart enough or worthy enough to speak on their behalf... but i write that to say that i understand why he asked if i was affiliated with them... and also to say that i think they have a pretty good cause that might be worth your consideration if you are the type of person that supports non-profits, maybe check them out ... i, on the other hand, am not a non-profit, i share much of the same beliefs and core values that most of them share, but i'm far too much of an a$$hole from time to time and i am triggered by politics in general... and to be a nice compliant non-profit i cant be the kind of A-hole that i choose to be from time to time... maybe some day politics won't bother me as much and i will learn to play nicely with others but i don't mind giving verbal dope-slaps to the politicians and decision-makers and i hate to see hypocrites using manipulative and inciteful rhetoric through multi-media... so right now i have many 'problems' in life and if i were to be a nice non-profit i would have to simply pretend that i don't have some of those problems, so let's just say that i am not affiliated with anyone that shows up under googling or whatever you do if you try to plug christopher.news in your search engine, i'm legit and not a scam site but not really noticeable to search engines yet, i'm just none of those nice people that you saw on your quick search... i'm just me, and right now just me is just writing on this website a bit lately, and on a few books, and for another weird project that seems to be coming to fruition... and then there is another thing that i mentioned in an earlier post or two, i am going to sell some tee shirts over the summer, we'll see if the family wants to get involved, if so it will be a better project and more fun, time will tell... i think that i'll get a couple of proto types made up and see if they like it, they already gave me a bunch of input on the phrazeology so maybe they will like doing other parts too, time will tell. I've been trying to take it easy the past couple of days, but really i keep doing physical chores when i shouldn't be but i just do different ones and space them out a bit further, but yesterday was a good back day and not so much today, today is a bonus day, its a bonus because i will devote more time to writing and less time with window air conditioners and digging in a patio, but i'm also trying to re-install windows on a laptop, i think it will be ten times more comfortable than writing on this full tower pc but sitting on my couch, yeah the couch thing sucks but the office is full of storage crap with no room to sit so i get the couch and then i end up sitting in position that most people would associate with defecation, not writing, and that can't be good on me achy back ya know... anyway the hhd is at 88 percent formatting so wish me luck on the install, my back and my asteroids could use the break, ha.
... one thing that i like to do is go back and read previous posts to see what i was thinking about and doing over the past few months, last month i couldn't stop writing but it was a huge month for me to finally get comfortable writing the way that i like to write... i've struggled with communicating my entire life and a bunch of that lack of communicating results in ignorance and in some cases even a purposeful decision to stop learning... so learning to be a better communicator is important for being a better spouse and dad and son and cousin and uncle and brother and neighbor and person, so april was a good month for me in many respects, but it's too much to keep reading, but some of it was just finally getting honest with myself, getting honest with myself has happened quite a bit over the past twenty five years, but much more so in the past year really... everyone requires a good ego check from time to time and i have certainly been overdue for one, you could call it what ever you want to but i'm simply calling it an ego altercation or an ego-check... what you do with an epiphany is up to you but just getting to that point is the miracle with some folks, some people are triggered to do different things at different stages of their lives and so far just the act of getting this crappy website up and maintaining is a good start, so was engaging my kids the way that i should have been more often during my previous busy little lifestyle, so is engaging my wife and helping her to get past some of her struggles instead of assuming that simply by doing nothing very different than normal would eventually fix our ailments, so is not being afraid or intimidated by going against the flow by actually being an independent thinker and not giving into heard mentality... you know the old 'well if everyone decided to jump off the bridge will you do that too' kind of thing, it's also been a good practicing what you peace sort of season for me as well... the disk is done formatting so i gotta go... -- ct

05-23-21: finally a good night's sleep, still sore as anything with back, neck, and shoulder pain... had a few moments of scary muscle spasms again, over my left pectoral, when those sorts of muscles ball up and spasm it gets me wondering if its a heart attack as the pain can be pretty extreme. I woke and took a regular dose of the prescribed nsaids, and one of the tramadol too, the tramadol is done, i have a couple of dozen remaining pills left and my pcp at the va is good with me just running it out and not refilling, i used to take four per day along with nsaids, and now i'm down to one every few days or one per week sometimes... i want to get very specific with the types of pain that i get, where i get them, and what might have triggered it, pills help but they don't get to the root of the problem... i have been of the mentality that lifestyle changes are impossible so taking a pill or using some ice or rubbing some dirt on the wounds will solve my problem. part of my problem is that i am not very strong and im pretty small stature but i know how to throw everything that i've got, including my large italian-irish buttocks and thickening core, and to use my little body as a lever to get things moved that need to get moved, but when a small person that isn't very strong does that with repetition and you try to simply ignore the pain you can end up in lot's more pain... and so the cycle begins... do you become competitive and ignore so called limitations and push past limits to do what needs to get done, do you ask others for help that might be stronger or smarter or more experience people to help do what i find difficult, or do i just not do the work that i think needs to get done like ignoring a problem, do i try to save some income to pay other people to do the work for me. i'm a tad over fifty years old and i do not train physically anymore unless i feel that i have to for a short season, so for me doing outdoor dirt moving or land working is my favorite and only type of workouts now, and i prefer to workout with some intensity that most people won't appreciate and then i injure myself, i strain a muscle or two or 76 and now i'm a stinking hot mess that requires stretching and nsaids and thc-cbd tincture and maybe some icing and maybe even the TENS device that i bought last year... and maybe worse than all of those... physical therapy, god knows that i hate that practice of reconditioning but it might be time to pull out the colorful sets of low weight dumbbells to further punish my body... but really there is rocky and root entwined dirt that needs to get moving and i know that i am still more than capable of moving it and so the level of my insanity will dictate my course of action but as a famous and large dark-skinned man once said... my prediction , PAIN... technically speaking you could call me mr. t , but the real Mr T and i are quite a bit different in many respects, but i like that guy, i enjoyed watching him in movies and television when i was younger, and now i really appreciate his voice-overs in the cloudy with a chance of meatballs movies... the term 'i pity the fool' is forever tucked away in my noggin, somewhere. i've barely written in days and so maybe today is a better writing day than physical work sort of day... that would probably be smart, but no matter what i do today there will be strained and spasming muscles reminding me of what i've been doing outside for the past three weeks or so.
One of the things thats been bouncing around in me head over the past week or so has been 'communication styles' or methods or preferences... and also the ways that people communicate who don't know how to communicate very well... if you can force yourself to think about other people and not just focus on yourself, and you can try to be unbiased and to look past your preconceived ideas of what communication is supposed to look like or sound like, and blend that together with some observation whether its obvious or not... when you mix those sorts of things and ideas together for a bit you will notice that most people communicate all of the time, some times intentional and many times not.
05-21-21: i forgot that i had an a/c to install yesterday, so i moved zero calories of dirt yesterday, and my back is thanking me for it today. i will also say that within an hour of trying the 1:1 tincture yesterday i was able to stretch out some strained muscles that i hadn't been able to stretch in days, i had been taking nsaids the past few days and even resorted to taking a dose of the pain meds that i have more or less weened off of over the past five or six months, but today i am not going to assume that they will be a part of my caloric intake, hopefully the tincture will suffice on it's own. --  ct
05-20-21: going outside to move some dirt and get my achy body moving, praying for wife, she's had a couple of tough days mostly physical but bad enough she called out today, giving her some space while i fit in a workout in the form of hardscaping, my body's not achy enough to keep me from moving today... started the new 1:1 cbd/thc tincture today, it seems that the anti inflammatory properties of such medicine is more appropriate for my disabilities, time will tell.  --  ct
05-18-21: bonus day, was supposed to help someone with something and they changed plans, so bonus day. weather has been about as perfect as i could ask for lately, low to mid seventies and comfortable humidity, i should probably change gears and focus on getting my car repaired as the weather is finally nice, and i already have some of the parts that need replacing, but right now i appreciate working the ground and the patio is a project that ive contemplated for a few years, and the landlady is happy about it too... i have a few muscles here and there that aren't very happy about it but they can just shut up for now because smart people invented nsaids and ice and both are at my disposal. watching last night's episode of running wild right now, this one has bobby bones and his fiance caitlyn parker, good episode... it was unique because it was two guests and not just the typical one this time, in a way its twice the entertainment. caitlyn was straight up scared a few times like most people are when they get pushed outside of their comfort zone and face fears, i find it mildy entertaining seeing everyone's reactions, its the uncomfortable act of transparency that is both revealing and it's also what makes us all equally imperfect, everyone has some sort of fear from time to time no matter how rational or irrational our fears are and i appreciate watching people face fears or challenges... i can't tell you how hard its been for me to control adrenaline and hyped blood pressure when facing certain fears over the course of my life, and i'm grateful for the mentors and coaches and leaders and teachers and peers and even others that have taught me things like facing fears which has enabled me to be a more rational person, bear grylls is at a great place in his life where he can be that sort of mentor to other influential people, what a great calling of sorts. anyhow, it was cool to see bobby and caitlyn working together as a couple, and the way that they helped each other and talked about each other, they look to be a solid team. i heard caitlyn on bobby's morning syndicated radio show yesterday when they were talking about the filming of the show a bit, it was cool to see her on camera now and facing a good challenge/mission, the mission was to install some game cameras to track sheep and mountain lions i think, but the way to get it done is the adventure, and it looked like they had a fun yet challenging adventure, it was great to watch. it was the end of bear grylls season and a new series beginning for bobby, Breaking Bobby Bones, i think i caught a glimpse of bobby's radio producer Eddie, he's got a voice that's easy to pick up, i'll probably check that series out, i appreciate bobby so i'll give it a try. my back is getting too sore sitting and writing right now, so i'm off to go chore about the house on this fine bonus day.  --  ct
05-17-21: please do not ask me to forfeit or buy back or put me on another database because of my firearm preference, i may have to defend myself or my family or you or our government from deviant criminals that really actually exist and live all over this great country of ours... I'm talking about these sorts of people, it seems that no matter how well i can whoop someone's a$$ with my hands or use improvised items as weapons or even sling-shots or the more lethal bow-arrow combos, it seems that deviant criminal gangs and thugs of all shapes and sizes are among us and are always always always armed... and responsible people that understand about these sorts of individuals that are trained in lethality of firearms are better equipped to stop violence when deviant people snap or other deviants that just plain old have no regard for the value of human life, there seems to be plenty of people who are clueless or too scared to stop violence have no idea about these sorts of things but it seems that i am aware of these sorts of things and am trained to stop a threat from enemies foreign or domestic so shut your frickin trap if you are too ignorant to speak intelligently about the big picture/matter ... sorry, can you tell that i have been watching and reading news this morning?  Yep, i'll check my blood pressure in a moment, i think it's the responsible thing to do for my health's sake, OK, I'll just do it right now... 137 - 70 and 71 beats per minute... OK, turning off the news and switching over to discover channel, but a bit of canna in between, and while medicating i will walk around the house and make a note of today's chores... but really it's going to be another spectacular day in rockingham county, NH USA, so why am i even in the house still anyway?!  OK, one thing at a time... right?  --  ct

05-17-21 later: yes, thank you, i see what you mean, so maybe what i meant to say is that i am typically triggered by hypocrites or mean people or sneaky folks i guess, so if you use any of those sorts of tactics to try to communicate to me then i might get a bit snippy on a bad day or punch you in your ugly mouth on a really bad day, so i find myself in the awkward position of having to apologize more than i'd like to admit, sometimes my apologies come from within myself somehow, maybe i realize that i was wrong, or then i read a few other things or witness something that changes my mind and i need to say that i was a moron about something, and other times it comes from responsible people that understand my frustration and understand how to communicate to someone like me, in other words, whatever it is that makes me unique, not everyone is smart enough to tell me how stupid i am sometimes, but even smart people aren't always observant enough or are distracted or aren't really gifted at what they do to the degree that they can get through to my narrow ignorant mind sometimes... i have met some really good teachers and professors and therapists and religious leaders and loved-ones and even some overall really intelligent people over the course of my life and all of them have influenced me in some form or fashion, but even most of them have proven to be poor examples of human beings from time to time so i have a hard time taking everything that i hear or read at face value, i tend to get a bit snippy from time to time... please feel free to tell me how wrong i am about something, you are probably right and i am probably wrong but if you use cheap lazy pathetic manipulative tactics to try to communicate to me by being sneaky or mean or prove yourself to be a hypocrite we might get off on a wrong foot as some folks like to say... see what i'm sayin'?  But thank you.  --  ct
05-16-21: totally fun yet exhausting past few days, son's birthday celebration was the heart of it but the other fun and exhaustion came from preparing for it... lot's of yard work, and recycling or throwing out old crap that was taking up space, a bit of digging and raking and re-arranging but the weather was so good that the labor felt good, spring time in new england is full on and i'm loving it. conversation is going well, and so are other writing projects, family is pretty healthy but most of us have been having difficulty sleeping, not just me, wife and two out of three kids.  --  ct
05-12-21: i was up waaay before the birds were again today, that's a few nights in a row that weren't good sleepin and zero dark thirty isn't always enjoyable... i eventually learned to appreciate the world for what it was doing in the middle of the night when i had to for some wort of guard duty, or keeping a watch on something overnight (like a particular backyard camp-out birthday celebration this friday, but i sort of hate it when i don't really have anything that needs guarding or watching... thats when i sometimes end up binge-watching or reading or writing and sometimes all three at once, sometimes i don't resist and i make a coffee, sometimes i medicate to try to get sleepy... I use to worry about it, not a ton anymore though... if i were working and had to commute i would get anxious about not being able to perform at a high enough level to pull my weight and if i could even safely drive to work and back home at the end of my shift... most of the time i did and sometimes i did not, sometimes i would be a cranky son of a gun to my colleagues, sometimes i'd try to get a nap over lunch, sometimes i'd call out sick, sometimes i seemed to somehow get through the whole day pretty well and bring an a-game despite the headaches that i'd get, sometimes there wasn't enough coffee in the world and for someone that is prone to anxiety lots of coffee always seemed logical but was always a bandaid approach of dealing with insomnia, stimulants are not addressing the root/source of a problem, but coffee tastes so frickin good with just the right amount of half and half and sugar, so it just seems to be the right medicine for the last thirty-five years or so, in fact i'm talking myself into making cup number one right about now... i did it, and it's too hot to sample so far.  but today isn't a day to worry about a job that i have to drive an hour or so to get to, and i don't have to perform well for someone else's pleasure, i just have to get the wife to work and the kids to school and go about my chores and get to my outdoor projects... outdoor projects got a curveball, i think i'll be building a shed now too, it will make a bit of a horse-shoe shaped enclosure where the patio is going, i knew about the self-inflicted patio but wasn't considering a shed too, but it makes sense and i have the time and energy, and will be good practice for living a more self-sustaining and simple homestead lifestyle that we see coming in a couple of years, it blesses the landlady, it will make life a bit nicer for us and will be great practice, so why not... it'll be a little courtyard sort of thing i guess... but a curve-ball nonetheless, but i'm totally looking forward to it now... i want to ask a cousin of mine about some help with video documenting, he's been filming as a profession for awhile and i want to document our transition when the time comes, writing feels natural but filming seems foreign to me, i tried it when our kids were little and i made it more difficult than necessary, so now i want to ask a pro, and tony is a guy that i respect... but really do i just get a couple of go-pros and harnesses for them and then just talk as i go... he'll know and i'm too ignorant that i don't even know how to research it right now, and he is smart and i'm overdue to contact him.  writing has taken a backseat for the past couple of days, i worked on a project that i am calling 'conversation'... the part that i wrote so far was easy but the next couple of chapters are rough because there are still too many unknown variables about the book itself, i sort of know how it's going to take the next turn but really i'm uncertain enough that it's not easy right now, so it's better for me to work out in the back yard than it is to continue on that project right now.  there is a sample of it at one stage, it's under the same tab as this blog... that shows how the conversation begins, between a mother and child, but i want to incorporate 'other conversations' between other mothers and their children, but recently i was thinking of having the conversation expand to other babies if the setting is in an urban environment or a hospital type of setting where the mom has the child then the baby gets carted away at some point when doctors check them out a bit more and the babies hanging out with a bunch of other babies all in their own super-spreader environments... i was thinking about the conversation either including other children from the nursery or the mother-child conversation continuing after the child comes back from hanging in the nursery for awhile... actually i think it's going to be the second thing... but the hurdle is that the book will appeal to less people if they aren't aware of that type of birthing situation, actually i think i know how to work around that obstacle now... good talk... maybe i'll get back to that project sooner than later now.
05-09-21: Happy Mothers Day to mothers everywhere, thank you for your willingness to bring ignorant little smart-asses into the world and loving us despite the fact that i didn't want to be a good little boy... i mean, thank you mom, i'm glad we can love each other despite our differing life experiences... and will you please call me when you get up for breakfast, i tried all day yesterday, please don't make me call the nurses station to get through to you, they are nice and i have most of their accent's understood but... but i suppose it isn't about me... but can't you get voice mail with the room phone that they provide... anyway, wish i could visit you today but one of your neighbors got covid and so visiting nursing homes to hug your mom on mother's day is postponed once again, but i would at least like to say hi and ask if they brought up the gifts that i dropped off yesterday, have you received your bag of goodies yet?  enjoy the chocolates, i hope you like that mocha kit kat... i'll try you later but i'm about to start a breakfast for another special mom, she is also still in bed... i'm doing a few dozen bite-size quiche things and some cina-buns from a refrigerated tube sort of a thing where you spread your own icing, and then there is bacon or breakfast sausages, she prefers the bacon so bacon it is... a nice tasty breakfast treat of a thing followed by a few cards and a present or two for the woman who showed me first hand what a woman endures in order to bring forth life... this wonderful little lady that's still sleeping upstairs... sleep wife, breakfast will be around 9:am... we let one another that we love each other, kids and all, the whole family each and everyday, so there ain't a whole lot of celebrating that really happens on these sorts of days, in fact after breakfast there is the reality that you are still a mother to a few young people here at home, so you will be pulled in multiple directions to do multiple things on a normal sunday, but maybe the kids know that and you will be able to chill a bit today afterall, probably... anyway it's time to put the quiches in the oven and smack the cinna-bun tube open and get to baking and baconning, can't forget the baconning too, are you sure you don't prefer the little sausages, they don't have all of that fat run-off to deal with you know... OK, bacon it is.  --  ct
05-08-21: good day to you too mate, but i suppose it's night time there and fall is beginning to settle in, do you all get foliage like we do in the cool northeast of usa? anyhow, i appreciate feedback of all sorts, realistically there are just under a thousand folks that have seen any of these pages so far over the past few months, and realistically i don't offer much to anyone that stops to read other than my opinionated biased perspectives on a few things, really... so solicited feedback is appreciated, sometimes it changes my perspective to a degree, some times it's about what i expect, and other times it's just polite nicety, and once or twice it was a kick to my man regions, but even hate is appreciated... a balance of varying perspectives is what i aim for, and so it seems that i am on target... so anyhow, i am glad that you noticed that i seem to be trying to change the problems that i see with my country by dedicating this website to my children and their generation... good on you mate, brother, whatever else we are, amen and thank you too.
i have some ex-bosses that hale from australia, but they weren't of the outback type, they were of the fancy city trying to get rich to spoil younger family member's fantasies type, intellectuals with warped perspectives type, that's a bit how i remembered it, and they don't take too kindly to criticism... it seems that maybe we all must have met during differing periods of our lives, they wanted to be rich and silly and i just wanted to learn how to get a good night's sleep and get my head back on a bit more straight... one ongoing project that i have is a new resume, its actually a decent writing exercise to put a hind-sightedness, less ego/biased look at my real employment history, but how to do it tactfully and less harsh than i like to be, that's the trick, that would be the true art of it... it's a good exercise, but time will tell if i complete it successfully or not... writing can be hard when you are still pre-editor, feedback is appreciated by readers if not to blast my biased opinion on something but to let me know how well my writing style speaks to you, and how i can improve, i know about dyslexia sorts of issues that i exhibit, i am trying to learn how to write less fancy and more straight-forward, that's a bit of a challenge because of the great shake-up that 2020 was to my life, 2020 helped get my ego a bit more balanced and so this is pretty much the way that i like to write, it's about how i think as i'm writing so i think it's what you would call my language, and to a degree it's 'my voice', it's a very freeing way to express myself is really what it is, too... it's simple and imperfect and i have the pleasure of describing myself as such, so i think it works... time will tell... but frankly it's also incredibly freeing to be held accountable to no one other than the god of my religious preference, my immediate family, and the members of society that like to play well with others, they seem to be the best way of keeping my ego and sanity in check, it's incredibly freeing to live my life that way, it's incredibly freeing to not have to be everything to everyone and just be myself and not have to be intimidated by noisy intimidating distractions to life and reality, it's incredibly freeing to not feel that i have to please everyone in society even their hate-fueled illogical nonsense... and to the small percentage of the population that refuses to change their own dysfunction to the point of militarizing and trying to intimidate more normal people i could kick your frickin ass because i'm not a simple push-over, i will make you work for it... but i am letting my three kids know about the types of tactics that you and the far left like to use and abuse, my kids need to know about those sorts of things because they are important things to know... but i'm not satisfied with that as an end to any problem, so i am learning more about you and the types of people that are inciting you and what motivates you and why your theories aren't solid, so eventually i can learn how to teach you like i know how to teach my own three kids, i know how to communicate to my three kids, and i'm also learning how to communicate to other types of folks too, someday i hope to be able to do that too, because being smart enough to notice that something appears to wrong somehow is a good first step, but knowing when to let your ego die to actually try to be a part of an effective solution is the point where i find myself these days... i'm not a politician or have i studied public policy of constitutional law or the sorts of things that those smart people are supposed to know so no much help from me there, nor am i one of those news media folks that studied communication and whatever those smart people are supposed to study, and there are endless things that i am not, however i found myself fully immersed into the title of being a father, the wife and i had three kids and so i had to learn how to communicate to them, i had to learn how to communicate all over again from scratch, i had to learn how to communicate with three little bitty things while i was also learning to communicate to people that were much smarter than i was... it ends up that i prefer to communicate with my three kids than the smart people that were paying me to communicate with other smart people... it seems that communicating to folks that are a generation behind me might be the thing that i have learned how to do adequately, sometimes, maybe... so in order to try to make the world a better place i am focusing my efforts on myself and my three children who are my only legacy in life, i have no ambitions to be what most of my peers would consider to be successful, i tried that and i suck at it, it turns out that i'm far too simple for that... so back to my kids, their character and the way that i teach them and how i try to prepare them for and about the world that they are easing their way into, well that is really the only logical thing where i can make any contribution to society, it seems that being a dad/parent is a pretty important job... and, good on you mate for pointing that out, and i appreciate you snapping me back to that simple reality this fine new england morning. -- ct
... this is sort part of my message to my kids and the their generation, do you like it:

People are never

black or white, We

are all just a shade of

something different…

 

…Different but Equal,

Equal but Imperfect,

Imperfect & Unashamed

Unashamed = Freedom

 Freedom = Respect


 i'm gong to throw it on some tee shirts and try to sell some and hopefully give them away too if i can, feel free to use it if you want, i don't need to copy-write it or anything, but i think it's a message worth spreading, it's sort of a 'front' and 'back' sort of thing in my mind, and i was thinking of getting it screened onto skin-tone tie-dyed shirts, but feel free to use it if you want too, i sort of like the message.  --  ct

05-08-21 later: i suppose that if there is anything that i do that is useful then maybe it's wise to share the usefulness with others, like my kids, but if i worked in the publishing industry for awhile and i picked up a couple of things along the way, and then someday i begin to self-publish so to speak then maybe it's worth understanding the bigger picture, maybe with a goal to be able to articulate that big picture to others, and show others how to do it in some respect... if that were the goal then maybe i would say to others to take the simple message that i wrote above and re-work it, massage it like a lump of clay and then how would you rework it, what are impactful words that that speak a message that you think is worth communicating... what's your message to your family, your neighborhood, your corporation, your church, your political action committee, whats your own message to the world, slow down a bit, and take the time to articulate your passions to the world... what's your message to society today, what's your impact statement, if you aren't living a busy lifestyle you might be able to crank it out in 2 minutes, if you don't think much about the world that's going on around you maybe it's hard to get going in the first place, but just try, it's worth it... it's worth it more if you can go back and look it over a few times, maybe let it set in a bit to the point where your own words can speak back to you and reveal your heart, but try it anyway... now do more quick thing too, you've taken the time to get it out and you are comfortable with your message so it's only logical to next ask how you are conveying that statement to society, how does your lifestyle convey that message to society, how does your behavior convey that message to society... and if you have children then how are you teaching your children these sorts of things that are important to you? someone is teaching your children things that are important to them, and whether you realize it or not you are teaching your children plenty of things whether you are trying to teach them these other things or not... for example if i drink alcohol to the degree where it becomes a medical necessity but you tell yourself and others that you are fine you must be teaching observant young children something through those actions, whether you want to teach them something through that or not you must understand that you are teaching them something through this sort of dysfunction, perhaps some jerk like me calling it dysfunction is a bit unpleasant, maybe even like a poke in your eye, but this is my platform so i get to not be so nice sometimes don't i. 2020 has taught me a lot about myself and the sorts of dysfunctions that i carried into my fifties, and i'm a better man for it... i'm still far from perfect but trying to do something now about the message that i would convey to the world, but/and if i'm really making the effort to live it myself and finally be able to teach it to the next generation... i understand a bunch more about the sorts of things that kept me from reaching any sort of potential and i'm trying to make efforts to change my life right now, and my life for the future but it seems that revisiting the past is a huge step toward that direction, so 2020 is a year that i will ever be grateful for... whats your story, whats your voice sound like, whats your impact statement, how are you living your impact statement... or are you, i hope you are living your message to the world, for me it's awfully hard some days i tell ya. -- ct

05-08-21 a bit more later: there was this guy that i met a handful of times prior to my marriage and a handful of other times shortly afterward, he was of english descent but resided in canada.  i remember he and his wife coming down to northshore mass and visiting his daughter and their family, and i was and still remain friends with his daughter and her husband and their family... but more about her dad, this small framed old-timer from the north that spoke with the eloquence of an english gentlemen, i actually don't remember much actually other than it was mostly religious sorts of stuff that i remember him from because he spoke in front of the folks at the local church that we went to, he had done that once or twice or a handful of times, and then he had also done that at another church that i had visited once or twice or something like that, but really there was once thing that he spoke about one time that's been bouncing around in my simple noggin a bunch lately, it was a sermon or something like that that i don't remember a ton about but something 'everything is permissible in grace but not everything is smart to do, somethings are frickin just plain stupid to do mate' ... please don't think that i'm really quoting him above, he was mush smarter, and wise, and patient and could communicate far better than i can, but he preached a sermon, or actually just politely spoke for a bit regarding this sort of misquote which i horrendously misquoted above.  he seemed to be quite smart when it cam to nutrition and lot's of other sorts of things too so i will simply call him brilliant but i believe that when he simply told his short story to us at this church, or really i think it was a bunch of folks sitting in fold-up chairs that i probably helped to setup an hour prior, but when he told his story to the fol;ks at our church i think i remember him speaking about nutrition when he spoke to us, and i'm apparently incapable of remembering what nutritious sorts of things that he tied to his theory of the freedom of grace and although grace allows for dysfunction it's just plain moronic to eat a pond of bacon everyday and expect to live to see one hundred, it's just wrong man... so please assume that i misquoted the words that he used to explain his theory and how that theory also pertains to everyday common sense, but i might even be missing more to the picture other than the simple thoughts that remain in my simple mind but maybe today the same example might be something 'if you live in the united states of america you have this constitution that states that you and everyone that lives within our borders legally you are given a huge amount of what is known as freedom, and that most of the imperfect people that helped to write this constitution believed that the same freedom that is given to every person by the same god of their religious preference should be extended to everyone that declares themselves to be, or were born as it's citizens, so they assume that everyone would probably want to enjoy that same sort of gracious freedom that their god offered to the folks that call him their god, so there is this aspect to freedom which some people call sin nature or other people call it human nature or other smart people call it lots of other things but really i just want to call it dysfunction, and in my ignorant and arrogant perspective i want to explain to my three kids that everyone is born with dysfunction and hurdles and challenges to overcome, and some folks have more challenges or greater obstacles, but really we are all sinners or imperfect humans and need the help of other smarter or more experienced people to help work out the dysfunctions that we persist to harbor, some folks need the criminal justice and corrections systems to help with getting the dysfunction out of us, others get stoned to death, some are ostracized, some are spanked, some are beaten, some are never shown grace through these sorts of behavioral manipulations, others are not, some people are treated like they deserve this treatment and will always deserve this treatment, some people are manipulated to feel trapped in those sorts of situations and experiences and some people are just plain ol' treated like they are inferior, plain and simple... i'm one of the simple people that had to learn that sort of thing through religious means, through the teachings of someone that told his followers that people are created imperfect but equal, he told them that sort of thing, but he also taught them that now that they have decided to follow him and his teachings that they need to get rid of all of the filthy dysfunction and behavior that they are used to doing and are supposed to follow this new sort of perspective about grace through faith but then shedding off the old former crappy stinky behavior and actions and begin treating everyone as your equal, as equally needing the same grace that you require to get your act together, he taught that there is some sort of thing that you need to do for everyone and its called something like forgiveness, and there is this thing that if you keep rolling around in your dysfunction like a dog does in a stinky pile of dog crap that you will require correction in some form or another, some people learn what is acceptable to most normal people from their parents, others learn it from people who are not their parents, some people learn those things from the words of a religion, some people will refuse religion and the weak people that choose it, some people will learn through the hands of a gun, some will learn as they die isolated, some will learn because a mentor helped them, some will learn from someone somewhere who cared about them, some people learn from the songs of a musician or a poet or movies or entertainment but learning the penalties of remaining in dysfunction can be downright brutal for some folks, it can be a punch in the mouth or a kick in the crotch or a loving reminder from someone that cares but man do i wish i could remember how that smart old-timer from the north explained his theory about everything is permissible but not acceptable, that guy is still touching the lives of others today, he had a nice way of saying things that i find difficult, that guy could really speak to my soul once or twice... in my simple mind i want to say enjoy your frickin freedom people, it's a god given right, but when you forget that everyone is imperfect and equally worth not victimizing you will forfeit your freedom in some capacity or another... and by the way would you please pray for me because i want to slap some sense into someone right about now but i'm writing instead... cool, cool... good talk then.  --  ct

05-08-21 even more bit later: watching some tv with the two youngest family members, chic-fil-a and the mandalorian on disney plus is the order of the evening, my boy could have his birthday wishes granted because his birthday fell upon a sunday this year, just ask bobby bones if you don't understand this dilemma, but he got his birthday wish tonight and so chicken sandiwhes and waffles fries are making my belly smile... he got it too, he had his first bite experience of a chic fila sandwich and he smiiiiiiiled, and when he did i said 'there it is', it's what i had hoped and expected to see, his smile when he tried his first bite ever, and now our bellies are smiling and it was a belated birthday wish come true, way to bring it chic fil a, you made my boy smile.  --  ct



05-07-21: a bad night's sleep sometimes turns into an awesome cup of coffee at 3:am, i gave up after twenty or thirty minutes of discomfort and decided now would be a great time for a cup of coffee, and Apocalypse Now... or at least the last 30 minutes or so, when the last few crew members arrive to the colonels headquarters.  i had wanted my son to check it out a couple of weeks ago, i wanted to expose him to some older military 'classics' because he will hear a lot of references to many of those in his years to come... so we watched it, and then i went out to make some coffee and when i came back in the room he said that the 'app' that we were watching it on didn't pause and literally quit on us, but really it was at that moment into the redux version where our experience ended because when we tried to get back in amazon wouldn't let us back to where we left off, it wanted to start from the beginning and wouldn't let us fwd to the spot with only twenty five minutes or so remaining... good!  because now when i let him see the rest of the movie his younger sister won't pop in the living room while doing so, and this time i can prepare him with some commentary while we watch it together, it's tough to watch, and brilliantly written... the final minutes that i speak of will either help solidify one's own sanity, or insanity by watching in-distracted, but they are the minutes which speak to the reality of war at it's soul, if you voluntarily join the military you need to understand the reality that even though there is a good chance that you may never be the person to push a button or pull a trigger or touch a screen or thrust a blade or make the command or squeeze to the point where you end someone's life, even though there is a good chance that you may not be the person responsible for those actions you must still be fully aware of the possibility and reality that you might actually have to do one of those sorts of things - and the faster you understand that reality - the better and easier your life might be in some respects, 'nuf said.  i am not going to critique the movie or it's merits or anything else for that matter other than to say that it was brilliant and horrific in so many levels and that i'm glad that i kept amazon prime paused too long or whatever happened because i needed to watch the last 30 minutes or so alone, and have time to process it before he sees that part too, i need to give him a little bit of commentary to go along with it... and now the birds are chirping away and i think i want a second cup of coffee and maybe some canna to medicate... my heart is still racing a bit, the movie was brilliant i tell ya.  --  ct

05-07-21 later: the second cup of coffee isn't as good as the first, cream to sugar ratio was all wrong this time around. i need to get real with the VA because it seems that i still have some unresolved issues. i don't even have to do one of those compensation things with this, i can just set up an appt with a therapist of some sorts and just get it out really, i still don't want to go straight to a support group type of thing like folks have suggested, it seems that i have enough time on my hands now and a willingness to address the issue, so maybe now is a great time to do that sort thing... the whole thing is just completely stupid, it is literally stupid, it's stupid because i literally didn't talk, i didn't communicate, i told that one other dude that was also returning fire, the guy that was the saw gunner, or was it an m sixty even, but that guy... i told him 'i think i got some', and then i smiled for too long, and then from that moment in time i was entirely too insane about who i would say what to, even when asked directly... in every respect it wasn't until after the religious sort of conversion thing that happened before i would even begin to think about it, and even then not nearly enough, and now it seems that i had a terrible year that really shook me to my core and knowing that my son is also joining military, well it seems that it's time for me to really and finally deal with this issue like an adult, and not like a young knuckle-head that partly never finished growing up, it kinda sucks getting old... some of the reasons that my scenario was a bit odd, beyond the fact that i made a few difficult shots to begin with, was that i did not deploy with my active duty unit, i was one of about ninety combat engineers that were requested from my battalion to help fill in for units that were already deployed, i was an e-four that requested to be one of those ninety engineers that were needed in another stupid desert deployment, but this one was for real and not ntc, i was supposed to have ets'd in september but now that the army was keeping me for a bit longer i wanted to be able to execute all of the crappy training that i had endured for so long but for real this time... i swear if my chain of command sent me to the fricken motor pool to clean some oil spill again they were going to feel the full wrath of a 5'8 165 lb irish-italian american... so i politely asked if i could deploy instead of the young private that was crying when he found out he was going, you all trained the crap out of me for three years and this kid hasn't been to the lovely mojave nearly as often as i had and so please kind sir, may i go instead, and get the F out of here please please please... so 'yes' they let me deploy, but the young private had to deploy anyway, instead they let one of my buddies stay back to endure more of his ex-wife... maybe you should have deployed with me instead phil, just kidding brother, everything worked out brilliantly in the end... and i ended up in a squad of folks that i had never met before, but for the next three months or so i would get to know them all a little bit better. i don't remember how long the whole deployment was but i think i only hung with those guys for about two or three months, i need to write that whole story for myself one of these days, but i think it was about that long... it sort of went like this, instead of going to the promotion board on a certain day you get on a bus, and you leave the place that you have been for a couple of years and you end up at a new place for a short-while, where they vaccinate the sh!t out of you and give you a new gun, then you end up on another plane that brings you to another desert... or something like that, and then they shuffle you around for a week or so and then you meet your latest group of brothers to work with, and those brothers are all from another post in another state than the one that i am used to, and they drive around in a canvas covered five ton dump truck in this desert, not the m 113 that i once drove in other deserts... it was all so weird, especially for a guy that just wanted to fight. fortunately for the team that i was with there wasn't any fighting at all really, there were a few scares from time to time but really we did what engineers are trained to do and we blew the crap out of a lot of military surplus, it seems that my chain of command didn't want a brutal dictator to have enough military surplus to start anymore trouble for a while, so they let us do our thing for a month or two of some of the most fun that i will ever have again... this team that i now found myself on let me exercise some of the knowledge that i had learned from some other folks on another team and we blew the crap out of this one thing one time that you could feel in your chest and it was like a rock concert that included flying concrete and a bunch of entertained troops that love to watch sh!t get blown up, that was a very fun day actually... but before that fun day we were driving along minding our own business and some jerk starts shooting at us, and so after i cleared a malfunctioned round from my trusty riffle i returned fire with a few bursts and i'm pretty darn certain that i got him, and possibly one or two more friends of his... we kept driving to carry out our mission of the day and so i never stopped to really see if what i though happened actually happened, they were a few difficult shots that i made, and then after an apache helicopter fired some rockets in the general direction of those same group of jerks, a few minutes after the apache folks did their thing they called off our little mission and told us to go play elsewhere for a bit, so the whole thing was surreal, we practiced hard for an exciting little mission, we were sitting on one cubic shit-ton of explosives to carry out that little mission, some bad guys were being bad so i shot them and then they called off the mission that i was so stoked to go do, we didn't even get to do the mission, instead we drove around the desert in a canvas-armored dump truck filled with military surplus... and then we kept doing that for another month or two until we used up all of the ordnance making sure that the dictator didn't have his own surplus to use against his neighbors anymore, he wasn't a very nice man and didn't play well with others... so really this whole sort of unresolved business was about something that happened in seconds and how i chose to react to those few seconds... well, not how i reacted during those few seconds, but how i reacted to it, for the rest of my life... and that's really what this whole thing is about, that's all it is really... and so after the team blew up the rest of the crap that required atomizing we were allowed to go back home... they sent us packing and heading home again, i had to give my new trusty gun back to the nice folks that had given it to me months ago, and i got to see them arrive back to their loved ones, and a few hours later i went back to the most beautiful army base that a guy could ever get stationed at... and it seems that none of my personal or medical records ever caught back up with me, my 'records' got shuffled around about as much as i did and where they ended up i will never know... i had to tell the guy back at my regular post what sorts of awards i had before and what qualifications i had done and those sorts of things, and all of the medical history that i had accumulated over three years... gone... sometimes i get a bit angry with the army over things like that but really i had a hell of an adventure that i wouldn't change for anything, i could have died many times but i didn't, i have my life and my sanity and many experiences that make me the person that i am today, and i'm glad that my life has slowed down enough that i can articulate these experiences a bit better than before. i became a great actor for many years after that weird experience, but not the kind that gets paid as their profession, but the kind that said 'i'm fine, nothing's wrong, now let's drink'. i'm a great actor from time to time, give me a part to play and i'll show you... it seems that acting might only be good for actors and actresses though, at least they are the only one's that get paid for it. -- ct

05-07-21 laterer: OK, i slept on it, i think i'm gonna do some merchandising, well not really, but i think i will sell some items on this website, i didn't really want to do that, but i think that's how i'll start this other idea of mine, and it won't really be merchandising because it won't have an advertisement for anything other than a message worth sharing, and i can possibly incorporate some unemployed and bored family members (at least that's what they tell me a lot over the summer) to help be a part of it too... i think simple tee shirts and tank tops to start with will be a fun summer project, maybe, time will tell... you can find the message under my 'covid art' section... no more writing, now i have to be chore-doer'er.  --  ct

05-07-21 a wee bit later: crazy nice weather today in rockingham county, i got some digging done in the yard and got the boy cutting up some firewood and helping me with the patio. in a previous life i would be stuck in traffic right about now, or wondering what time i will actually finish up with work so i could get on with my life, i'd be hearing from wife and or kids a few times by now wondering something or asking to pick something up or ideas for suppah... well i miss most of the people from those days but certainly not the lifestyle, i know how to live the simple life that i really want, not the life that i think i need/want, not the life that others would approve of, that's just stupid on so many levels, it makes sense, yet it leads to frustrations if you really weren't meant for a sort of busy life style where self importance and social acceptance rule the day, that's my simple way of saying that i am too simple for busy city or suburb life, some people find a decent balance, or even thrive in that sort of lifestyle but it's been killing me from the inside out... i didn't understand that when i was a kid growing up in the city and suburbs, i started to learn that in the army, but didn't fully realize it until last year at some point, i get too anxious in that sort of busy lifestyle and environment, i think its why i prefer plaid and camo over an oxford and tie, i think that is a strong indicator... i prefer low-cut hiking boots and birkenstocks, i threw away my shiny leather shoes for subdued/tanned looking footwear, and hope to never look back, but i will need some fancy clothes again soon, too many fancy affairs coming up in the days and years to come... but i need to be on a homestead type of environment, not spitting distance to my neighbors and traffic... maybe that's why country music appeals to me, it began with simple folks not fancy folks, so maybe that's my appeal... but i don't mind digging in the backyard when i know that it will yield a pretty patio that the landlady will benefit from when we move, or yield crops, or move water, or build shelter, or whatever... but man do i hate doing it to make other people richer than me, i find that a bit frustrating at times, i enjoy doing it for others to help but i hate doing it for lazy arrogant folks that simply won't do it themselves, i've lived too many years with back strains to continue to do it for others unless i like them and feel like helping, and then i really enjoy that sort of stuff... i think the patio will be decent, and finished in the next few weeks trying to fit in between other priorities, sixteen by fourteen is decent for a family of five and an occasional guest or two, our backyard is tiny and rocky and covered with roots and a little bit of grass, so a patio will be nice to be able to sit and enjoy outside finally, why didn't i prioritize that seven years ago when we moved here? anyway it should be nice, and hopefully won't involve too many more back strains, the one that im still wrestling with hasn't been much fun, but swinging the pick and moving the shovels has been, i can't wait to see the fruits of my labor, and to sit and chill on it... i have to learn to sit and chill more, i need to learn a better balance of that sort of stuff. -- ct

05-07-21 much more laterer: i'm quite pro second amendment, but go ahead, keep your ghost guns lefties, you can have them... if i want a gun i buy it through my local store... like the way the pilgrims did... but i'm afraid that i was mostly distracted during history classes so might look it up yourself, please... anyway it's no skin off my nose if they outlaw them sorts of things, i'm a big boy... i love the idea for folks that use guns the right way but it is unfortunately a bit too easy for bad guys that wish to use guns the wrong way to acquire them things, but maybe the ten m glock that i want is still easily attainable if i want to make one... these things are that easy if you have a bit of experience working with moving parts and some tools, so call me a traitor but you can keep your ghost guns lefties, i got all of my the old fashioned way, like the vikings did, at the local gun store... gene is awesome if you get to know him and he isn't trying to be a millionaire, i appreciate that guy, he doesn't sell those sorts of things, he sells the real guns made by real companies that are fully insured and stuff, thats his gig and its the responsible thing to do if thats your profession... anyways, keep 'em feds, i don't have much need for those sorts of things.  --  ct
05-06-21: i almost bit it... feet slipped out from under me on the damp cement thing out front and man did i bite it bad... empty propane tank went rolling toward the street, brand-spanking mug of coffee flying in the other direction and i managed to not hurt myself during that slip, whew... the whole three second experience was enough to wake up fives times more than the coffee could have, but it didn't taste nearly as good. but i managed to get kids to school and wife to work... and i'm pretty sure that this new mug of coffee is five times better than the one that went airborne only a shortwhile ago... this one is a sweedish roasted mug thats smooth like Zac Browne's 2018 Cabernet, the one that my wife got special for me a few weeks ago, crazy good. So wife is working, oldest daughter is working and two youngest are at school and i've got about 350 lbs of clutter to deal with today... also working on a few writing projects, one would be for publication to anyone and everyone, one is really more of a simple message that's worth spreading so it's not so much writing anything with length it's more about the message and how to write it well, and then if it's just something for me and my family or if it's something that we should sell to anyone and everyone... and then there are about 50 other ideas that i have, some which i've started just enough that i won't forget about them, and others that i haven't articulated enough to really be anything worth more consideration at this time... anyone that reads this should know that i found myself in a weird situation as being a 'sub-contractor' working for a small business up until covid began, and when the small business owner decided that he had about enough of me and i wasn't invited back to work alongside his new crew anymore, and then covid hit usa rather abruptly making it about impossible for me to find similar employment, which was compounded dramatically with shut-downs and closures and no longer having transportation... so i say all of that to say that i am legally and appreciatively receiving pandemic unemployment assistance which is keeping us afloat financially speaking, plus the wife makes a little jingle and then uncle sam gives me a bit of a benefit as well, so right now we are getting by although we are still in debt to the tune of a couple of tens of thousands of dollars, so we are getting by OK but there is still too much unfinished financial crap to properly deal with at the moment and so although i am not very motivated by money i do need to take care of some unfinished business, so i do have a few ideas that could help with that sort of thing that i am actively working on now... it's going to be complicated timing to be able to publish something to sell close enough to the time where pua benefits end and will actually make some income but timing seems like that could be a reality. Then there is the other thing that could actually be a fun family small business that we could sell from this website or elsewhere, its a very simple business model and seems interesting enough for younger folks that my immediate family could get involved in part of the manufacturing and distribution efforts involved, it's really just selling shirts with cool graphics and colors with a message that is worth spreading, for now... who know's, coozies could be just around the corner, anyhow, that's sort of why i think about income producing ideas sometimes, get out of debt and then save toward land for next phase of our lives, once youngest daughter graduates high school wife and i and any of our kids that wants to join us are moving somewhere else for a quieter more simple lifestyle, we are currently broke so that doesn't sound so simple in many respects, but it's the sort of thing that many people our age do, some people call it retirement, or empty-nesting, or a need to get away from the daily grind and routine... whatever you want to call it... crap, i got to run back to the school with something, crap.  --  ct
05-05-21: i just read this article on Fox News, i couldn't really be bothered about which magazine/publication wrote any article about anyone really, but this quote from the publisher and editor is what really bothered me:
"Since releasing our May issue a week ago, we have heard from various members of our community who vehemently object to our current cover featuring Dave Portnoy," publisher Bruce A. Percelay and editor Robert Cocuzzo wrote in a Facebook post on Friday. "While the story was intended to highlight Mr. Portnoy’s work in support of small businesses, a number of people in the community have taken issue with offensive remarks and actions he has made in the past. We never want to hurt, offend or disappoint any of our readers with the stories we publish. Accordingly, we formally apologize for any pain caused to those who have objected to this May cover."

it's sounds like they did a decent job apologizing to their readers, it sounds like they had responded to some negative responses to a positive story about the efforts of one person that saw the best opportunity to help others in need during the painful period of 2020... it seems that when some people find a reason to start hating someone else they will immediately throw the baby out with the bath-water and overlook any positive actions and behaviors exhibited by their hated individual that they must spread their hate to others, they must preach their message of hate to any other haters that will appreciate this newer form of hate, haters just HAVE to hate... when folks are blinded by the ignorant hate that flows through their veins and shade's their eyes and cloud''s their minds and hearts it seems that there is no good left in anyone, because of past actions that haters have to hate about... 'let those with no sin be the first to throw their stones' said the old-timer to the crowd of people that were ready to execute/stone to death a woman who had been caught in a moral compromise... similar to another old saying or something... 'you can't get the crap out of your own eyes because you are too concerned about the crap that someone else is playing in', or something like that.
Then it makes me wonder about the level of unselfish help that the folks who seem to hate mr portnoy had recently participated in, i ponder the personal efforts and sacrifices and achievements that they made, and to the extent of their reach if those haters actually took the time to help others during the same time period, while someone that they don't care for raised and contributed something like forty million dollars to help some of the millions of people that found themselves out of work because of the communist party of china's way of responding to a deadly pathogen once again... or to the many american's whose restaurants or business that were destroyed by rioters fueled by hate during the same time period of covid outbreak... i wonder if the readers that sent feedback to the 'publisher and editor' of that little publication also think that vandalism and destruction and lawlessness and dehumanizing and hate-fueled rioting is more appropriate responses to things that they don't care for... i wonder if hate and rage and trying to intimidate others that appreciate the efforts of opposition is a more preferred method of communication for people these days, it was very effective for getting trump out of office but how long will more normal people continue to be intimidated by noisy little people with a big chip on their shoulder that choose hate over appreciation... let me show you why i will never ever ever be a publisher of similar types of publications such as Nantucket Magazine, first of all it seems like it's a real job for the editor and publisher, they require a reader base to stay in business... I don't seem to have that same problem so i don't have to play nice with haters and intimidaters, hold on, let me get their response again for you:

"Since releasing our May issue a week ago, we have heard from various members of our community who vehemently object to our current cover featuring Dave Portnoy," ... "While the story was intended to highlight Mr. Portnoy’s work in support of small businesses, a number of people in the community have taken issue with offensive remarks and actions he has made in the past. We never want to hurt, offend or disappoint any of our readers with the stories we publish. Accordingly, we formally apologize for any pain caused to those who have objected to this May cover."

... here's how little editor christopher cleaned-up their response, unfortunately not before they released it themselves...

"Since releasing our May issue a week ago, we have heard from various members of our community who vehemently object to our current cover featuring Dave Portnoy," ... "While the story was intended to highlight Mr. Portnoy’s work in support of small businesses, a number of people in the community have taken issue with offensive remarks and actions he has made in the past." ... Accordingly, we wish to roll-up the same May issues of our beloved magazine and slap the crap out of you little people that are more interested in perpetuating hate rather than the self-less efforts of another imperfect human, another human that is as imperfect as you spoiled little childish haters are.  And frankly we don't really need any of your sacred money, so maybe go waste it on some CNN stock, they seem to be a bit more like you than we at The Nantucket are... thank you for understanding. -- christopher on behalf of the nice natucket people

... legally and technically i am an editor and publisher, so i'm kind of good at public relations stuff, right? I know how to write things to make other people or myself sound good and respectable and politically correct, but i don't answer to an employer or others who support me financially so where is the logic and where is the fun in being politically correct now? And when will people quit being afraid of calling hate what it is instead of being intimidated by the haters that use intimidation as a way to silence others that they just don't appreciate, yet... i have a little news for the haters in the world, those that just have to hate... there is another option to hate, search the internet and see if you can figure out what it is all on your own without me telling you exactly what that is... go ahead, try to find it, you might be smart enough to find it on your own.
I don't follow dave or really know much about him other than he is good at making money, and so that's what he seemed to do for a bunch of other people that really needed it, so i don't think that i really need to know anymore about him for now, but if he ever reads this then, good job man, i appreciate your efforts to help other humans get through a very difficult period in their lives, and i'm glad that you are not easily intimidated by haters... keep doing your thing man. -- ct

05-05-21 later: i read a FB post that was 'shared' by someone that i appreciate a bit earlier today, his name is Sean and he lives somewhere in southern part of usa.  his fb post touched me because of the many messages behind the short story, and also because of the delivery method used to communicate the many stories within the story, and also because the story is about an encounter of one man in one tax-bracket and the kindness and generosity exhibited during that encounter, the story spoke about how one individual with different environmental and genetic and possibly religious motives speaks to a person who is quite different, someone who is a bit more wealthy than themselves... or was it the other way around... you will have to decide for yourself if you read his fb post, but his post is a small picture of the person behind the story, and so i've spent an hour or so reading a bit more of the author's works and i am beginning to understand now why i appreciate him, i even sent him a comment asking for some criticism of this website and my writing style, or whatever, i think because of his own writing style and because he's been writing and communicating on his own for much longer than i have been and im a bit of a new-be if you will... check him out and tell me what you think. 
I don't mind telling you that i have been on the receiving end more than the giving end of such awesome encounters, and sometimes it's hard to imagine that a receiver can help benefit the giver.  --  ct

05-05-21 a bit more later:  some folks that sort of struggle with anxiety and or ptsd and or high blood pressure and or anger management problems may find themselves in the very unpleasant experience or situation where they become 'triggered', when something just happened that freaked me the fvck-out enough that i feel that i need an equally or overly harsh response to whatever it was that just happened... i do that sometimes, sometimes with inward thoughts that can build-up and might become high-blood pressure, or sometimes i might punch you in your ugly frickin nose... but mostly i strive for something more reasonable, something in between.  it seems that much more lately i have adapted to a newer model of anger management... this website... sometimes some people that are exactly like me are prone to getting angry and triggered when we witness wrongs that we cannot right, we feel uncomfortably helpless when we see things that need help and they are beyond our control... i am one hundred percent that guy sometimes, ans so this time i was triggered to try to make a change, to try to help solve some problems that were beyond my control, but this time i remembered that i am actually a father to two teenagers and a twenty-something, and i can at least begin to fix problems by instructing my own children about the sorts of things that i notice that bother me too much, i can begin to fix problems by doing what i am supposed to be doing anyway... parenting, so one of the primary reasons for me cranking-up this website is to continue parenting to my three kids, and anyone else that cares to read... and it seems that sometimes i just need to vent a bit, or take the time to research something before i act or over-react to unpleasant experiences and foreign stimuli, sort of... sometimes i still don't speak up nicely and calmly and clearly articulate why you are a moron, and i still want to punch you in your mouth... and other times i go back and read the things that i've written and i realize how much of a good poke in the eyes that i require sometimes... this writing thing might be a bit helpful sometimes, maybe.  --  ct

05-05-21 even more laterer: girls orthodontist appt's went relatively well i suppose, one is in pain, and then our older gal, well we will have to try to fund her next 'necessary thing'... but there is good news... the boy is getting refocused on school work to finish out the remainder of his free education... or senior year of high school, or whatever it was that he made of it... he understands the importance of it i think, and that i am here to help, and whether anyone in this house know's it or not i'm getting somewhat good at communicating through written media, or whatever... but creative writing is what we are really struggling with?... Really, OK, i'm here for you buddy... it seems that he doesn't have much exposure to 'mystery novels' and that's how the assignment is to be written like... OK, i've read some of them about a zillion years ago, i suppose, but i still think we got this maybe, somehow... but maybe i just contact his teacher to let her know our dilemma and if she can help us get started... or maybe i explain to him that he needs to have that conversation with his teacher, or maybe i just write an A-paper for him to turn in, no one but a few hundred or so people even know that i do this really, so no one will ever know who really authored it... buy really, probably i'm going to sleep on it and perhaps even pray to the god of my religious preference for guidance, but either way, we got this, i will read an encyclopedia overnight about mystery novels if that's what it takes, but it won't be this night, nope... tonight i will pray to the simple man that once roamed the face of the earth who taught about the simplicity in making such difficult decisions... so tonight i will simply pray and sleep on it... and i'll write a mystery novel or a freakin romance novel if necessary, good grief, my crap can wait but graduation is only months away...
... crap, i wrote all about the school work, but t, i forgot about he other good part, which is that he has agreed to go out on a three-day survival trip with me soon, and then if neither of us dies we will open it up to others for a fun teaching challenge, something to push folks out of their comport settings a bit and teach or remind them about survival basics, but we should to do those simple training things for free because i think they are important to know... man do i love that sh!t... can you tell... i can 100 percent tell you that when the army was teaching me about those sorts of things i pretty much hated it because it pushed me WAAAAAY TOO MUCH out of my comfort zone, i was a skinny little city boy that was about as ignorant as it gets about lots of things and man did i hate when the army and other people made me uncomfortable... it's just wrong man... but really i picked-up a bunch of stuff that smart people were trying to teach me through various stages in my life and so i just break survival down to knowing how to find food, water, and shelter... and a willing to survive, a willing to not give into ignorant fear and distractions, but a willing to get as tough as it takes to get you to a safe location or to wait until smart people come find you... and those two principles might come down to the survivor or their mission probably, but anyway, his birthday camp-out will focus on how to start fire, as it is essential to food, water, and shelter... and a bunch of other important things too, but fire starting in all elements is a basic survival smart thing to learn and that is what we will be going over for a bit at his party... i'm gonna let them tear through a bunch of 'survival' crap that i have and why they are useful and how to use them, i suppose no one in modern society NEEDS to know about those sorts of things but you should, especially if you ever leave the shelter of your home and dare to travel into nature and stuff... fire good!... good talk then. -- ct

05-05-21 lastly:

People are never

black or white,

We are all a shade

of something different…

 

…Different but Equal

Equal but Imperfect

Imperfect and Unashamed

Unashamed and Free -- ct


05-04-21: isn't this the time where i am supposed to be sleeping... yep, yes it is ... but it's good to be alive right about now, anyhow.  don't those birds know that it's still sleeping time too, or is the wet weather freaking them out enough to sing away at entirely-too-early in the morning?  i suppose that they will have to continue singing and doing their thing as much as i need to learn to do my thing... writing certainly helps during times where i wish i were sleeping instead of awaking... sometimes awaking is difficult if everyone else is sleeping... and god knows that i have witnessed the in between too, when i'm on the cusp of sleep yet i am up and dressed and working and going about my business and then i sit still for a bit too long and then i am at the perfect place of being a nonsensical fool trying to figure out where i am and what day it is... hopefully that won't happen today, and if it does at least i am not working, so my empty sleepy head and thoughts won't effect others, just me... screw this, i'm going to make a coffee.  --  ct

05-04-21 later: i posted this on social media today, thought i'd drop it here to, it's always relevant information, 24/7, 365:
one quick reminder before you start your day... maybe you already know so you don't need the reminder, but maybe take it anyway... please don't forget that you, and I, and everyone else that you see today is born as our equals, we are all born equal to one another, and one more reminder, we are also born imperfect, each and everyone one of us that is... so just a reminder that we are all born as equals and imperfect... and one last quick reminder that we are all born equal but imperfect as well as free, yes don't forget that we are all born free too, we are all born for freedom, we are all born into freedom to be equals and imperfect and are supposed to be smart enough to appreciate one another's differences and imperfections and to respect one another's differences ... please do not forfeit your own freedom because you forgot that everyone is imperfect yet our equal... good talk? -- ct
05-03-21: my first day as a stay at home dad where i'm actually home alone, all kids are back to school, in-person that is... this feels weird... but i have no excuses to not get some serious stuff done around the house now... there might literally be a million things to do, maybe a million minus one is more accurate... accurate but not precise.  anyhow school vacation week is over, house is empty of humans but for me and i feel healthy and free today so let's see what a little bit of background music and this morning's caloric intake can yield.  before i get moving forward with my chores i feel like i should resist writing about a few more things that have been bouncing around in my head lately, but one thing that i noticed is that i am terribly dyslexic when i am sleepy still this early, first cup of coffee wasn't helpful so maybe today gets a second cup now.  --  ct

05-03-21 a bit later: i added two of those tasty Sweedish roasted k cup coffees to my big 'ol mug and i began cleaning and waking up and listening to some of bobby bone's morning show on a boston syndicate... and i think dyslexia is easing enough to wtie again... nope, see what happened when i tried to type 'write', thats how i write almost naturally but spell-check and further editing correct most of it... so i guess i was wrong, maybe today is going to be a dyslexic heavy day, i hope not. sometimes you can tell if my typos are me just mis-spelling wurds, or if i just hit the wrong key luke maybe the letter beside or above the one that i was aiming for... but then other times you can tell by the way that i arrange the words within my sentences that i most definitely deal with dyslexia, you can tell it you try to sort of like maybe go back and if further review of your analysis tries to tell you that my sentence structure can maybe be sort of problematic for me every once in a so while... or you will be able to start seeing that as you read future posts... are we understood then, good talk... dyslexia... good talk.
... anyhow, i wanted to take a little time to write about someone that i appreciate, sometimes you don't know why you appreciate someone even after you get to know them a little bit... i'm trying to do more of that lately, not just think simple thoughts like 'that person is cool', or 'i like that person', or 'that person is brilliant'... those are the general thoughts that i might have of a person that i appreciate... sometimes the reasons to those generalized statements seem to be obvious...
* that person is cool: might be because they have a talent that blows you away, maybe
* i like that person: might be because they are above average physically attractive, maybe
* that person is brilliant: might be because they are clearly more intelligent than you, maybe
... sometimes i use all three of those sayings all about the same person so i have to go back and figure out why i appreciate them, sometimes it might just be that those people are just 'different' than you, and you are curious about the ways that they are brilliantly different... but then there are also other times that you think you know why you appreciate someone that you think you know well enough and then you learn something different about them, and then you're like 'no waaaaay', or 'seriously, wow, i had no idea', or 'mind blown', or 'you have got to be kidding me' ... and then there are times when you sort of appreciate someone for who they are as an individual and you can tell that something is a bit out of place with that person, you can tell that something's up with them, you might even ask if they are OK and is there anything that they want to talk about and sometimes people will and sometimes they won't, and sometimes people that like to pray might even begin to pray for that other person... but anyway, there is a certain person that i remember being a little bit close to, we both volunteered time and heart and soul to the people and more specifically the adolescent and teen-aged folks at the same church that we both attended for a while. it didn't take long to figure out that we had some similarities, first, we were attending the same church so there is that, but also i appreciated the way that she dressed which is very similar to how i dressed for many years which included a bunch of drab earth tones and then anything goes with that, and i could tell that we had similar ancestry, i could tell she had some Italian in her, she was a bit on the shy side but even if she didn't know exactly what she was doing she was willing to try to help which can be hard for a shy person, i would say that she is above average attractiveness but she never tried to accentuate that fact, i don't know that i ever saw her really 'dressed-up' before to try to show her natural beauty, she instead liked to dress in plain and simple clothes that did not show off her appearance, no... she seemed to be more concerned with improving her inner beauty and not enhancing what she had been given through genetics, she was more into things like dieting and exercising and learning and volunteering and religious sorts of things to improve what people could not see about her naturally... so those were the sorts of things that i had noticed before i really got to meet her a bit more. some of the things that i would learn a bit later was that she was similar to me in that she had only really learned about the religion of our preference a bit later on in life, we weren't 'raised in a church' so to speak, or we were sort of raised in some church but it certainly wasn't like the kind that we attended now... and i could also tell that she had some hardships or hurdles to overcome, you could tell that she didn't have an easy upbringing maybe, or that she had some sort of painful past that was really none of my business frankly. But there was something else that we both also had in common, we both had come from pasts where you date folks that you like, or you think that you like and maybe you remember how those sorts of relationships were in the past but now that we are following this new sort of religious phylosopy we both didn't know what new relationships might look like now, how relationships with similar people that share this same religious preference and thinking... anyhow, she had eluded to a similar feeling as a new Christian and i could totally get it, similar background similar experience and similar thought-process. i never wanted to really pry into her background but i know that i sort of viewed her as a young sister, i think we are about half a generation a part meaning that i'm about ten years older, so she is literally a younger sister who was walking in a similar path that i had begun walking a bunch of years prior and so little sister was my mentality. i should probably just quit saying she or her and then let's just say that for this story's sake that her name is 'Biz'... on a couple of occasions Biz and i helped to transport and keep an eye on a great group of kids, and i want to say they were not dates in any way shape or form, nor did they feel like a date but for some reason i felt like i needed to show her or to be an example of what a respectable man in Christ is really like to be around, good manners and all... i felt like maybe that she wasn't used to being with guys that show good manors and hold doors and give you their jacket or whatever, i felt like she didn't entirely know how a normal guy acts like and treats and respects and behaves to a lady... i don't know how to describe it other than that, that i needed to be an example to her, and maybe for her, that she could see how an older brother treats normal people... and so i think i did... and i'm pretty sure that i dropped a prayer or two for her during the few years that we attended the same church and from time to time since then... and that was several years ago now... it seems that she married a great guy and they now live further south. i don't know if i've ever really met her husband, she was very social and busy when they met and before they moved so i don't know if we ever had time to meet really, but i can tell you that he is a great guy anyways, i can tell by the smile on her face in some of her social networked photos, and i can tell by a few other social media posts that she looks like a different sort of person than when i remember seeing her around Mass... she looks like the person that she was meant to be, not a person that was trapped in the confusing world of a young person that was only trying to survive in the difficult circumstances that life had already thrown at her, she appears to be someone that is thriving to a degree, i can see it in her smile as she holds her kids and embraces her husband, i'm sure she's far from perfect like the rest of us but her smile speaks volumes... why am i writing about Biz today... it seems that she recently had shared about a bit of her past experiences to a degree with her social media friends, not much really, other than the fact that she had been in two abusive relationships in her past... and really that small bit of personal experience that she had shared blew my mind away, for me personally speaking, it made lot's of things sort of make sense now, it was sort of a missing puzzle piece if you will... mind blown!... but that's just me... it's really her story, it's really part of her story, and i am of the opinion that she will find her voice and tell more of her story to the rest of world or anyone else that cares to hear... the smile on her face tells me that she married the perfect guy for her, and that some of the internal things that were previous obstacles are nothing more than facts now, they are just small little pieces of history that might have kept her from being who she is meant to be, old wounds that once possibly defined her seem to be insignificant little scars that a plastic surgeon wouldn't waste their time on... the smile on her face in the recent pictures that i saw of her on FB and the fact that she was able to share a bit about her previous history tells me that she is getting better everyday and will have a bigger story to tell the world someday, probably when the time is just right i suspect. -- ct

05-03-21 much later than before: i just read this article, it caught my eye because Sen. Tim Scott has been ridiculed and verbally spat upon by liberals and most democrats for the way that he responded to president biden's first speech to congress and america.  the fine senator chose to go in the face of current social and political correctness and nicely explain his honest opinion and perspectives about the president and his administrations actions, and man did it get ugly, much too many ignorant racists calling him things like 'uncle tom' and the like... so i mention that to say that the article in the link provided above is about an author that seems to be some kind of self-described 'fact-checker' that was given eight minutes to explain his rationale behind a nasty little hit-piece that he did on the senator whom he apparently know's nothing about, other than public records... yes it seems that the self-proclaimed brilliant mr kessler assumes that because one person's descendants were once wealthy that all of their wealth and wisdom and knowledge and understanding and philosophies were fully and equally bestowed to all of their off spring... please go find another suitable hobby glenn kessler, your current one seems to be more suitable for the less-biased and stupid... good grief man... how does a moron end up with so many prestigious degrees, i suspect that his heritage paid for it the way that snobby folks always do... there is such as thing as individualism and a person's genetic background/lineage doesn't always fit the snide-ass perspectives of an elitist... god forbid that glenn's offspring will be help responsible for all of his ignorant assumptions, and then his grandkids for that matter, should i expect that his grandkids will actually carry his wealth over to their generation and all of his thoughts and intellect and every action, or will his grandkids possibly be quite different and in different tax-brackets and circumstances that their elitist grand-moron/father had... but then you have to go back even one more generation to assume that this brilliant pedigree fact-checker's logic is correct, that even one more generation of off-spring would be misfortunate enough to carry over all of the same wealth and background and poor genetics that the their great-grand-pappy glenn kessler had forced upon them somehow through genetic and environmental and religious means... you are about as brilliant as you assume that you are mr. kessler, good luck and best wishes to your off spring, i'm afraid that they may grow up to be exactly like you... moron... there, i said it... maybe tomorrow i'd love to share a beer with you and learn more about you but not today, today you are a moron that i would prefer to punch in the nose.  --  ct

05-03-21 on borrowed time: i say on borrowed time because my wife and daughter are due to come home with groceries that they will expect for me to remove from the cahh/car... but that's OK, i have to get this out real quick anyhow... if i get it out real quick i will follow back up in due time, so my issue that i have been bumming over and contemplating a bit too much and rolling around in my head is the idea or philosophy that 'i will only spoon-feed you as much information as i think you can handle'... or 'you can't handle the truth', or ' look, this is all you need to know, OK' ... it's something along those sort of lines and i'm not far enough into it yet to really write much about it for now, but i read my posts over to help with self-discover where i have 'unfinished business' that requires further consideration... so it's on my list, it's on my short burner so to speak, it's been bothering me enough that i have been thinking about it too much and for too long, but not enough that i have researched enough to convince me one way or another on that seemingly obvious theory... i see it in action through politics and media and even some healthcare professionals and religious figures... and it bothers me so i need to research further... good talk self.  --  ct
05-02-21: one of my favorite people in the world has a birthday today, he is a cool and gifted young man that is finding his own voice now, the future will embrace this young man as he continues his life journey, and they will intersect someday when full time education and full time training slow down and he is able to take in his new life and apply the talents and education and free-thinking and god-given intelligence and strengths that he has accumulated throughout his life and knows how he should be exercising all of those things that make-up that special dude that i am crazy proud of... it's one thing to be stuck with someone that you have to love, and it's another thing to have the loving kind of relative that you also happen to like and respect as a person too... and one of my favorite people in the world is that kind of person, the kind that you both like and love.
... my coffee is only half gone and i somewhat appreciate it, i could not assemble the perfect cup with appropriate cream to sugar ration because we are out of the half and half cream stuff... but it seems that the dried powdered milk was an adequate substitute, but its definitely NOT cream... but it's OK, and now that family is rising from slumber i'm gonna go say hi to them and finished this semi-adequate mug of scandinavian roasted coffee, them scandinavians know how to roast some good beans man, my mouth is still happy even without the cream. -- ct

05-02-21 later: i just updated my self portrait under the covid art tab... tell me that isn't me, i swear i have an eye for these sorts of things, take a look and let me know what you think, is it me or what... brilliant! ... OK, maybe not, but its me for sure. i had considered using the one with my glasses as this website's icon or logo, who know's, maybe i'll actually do that one of these days, but not today. Anyways i have fun playing around with simple graphic tools, it's pretty fun. a few more things about this website, you should never, ever, ever see any advertisements anywhere on this website, please if you do do not click on them, they might be a virus or a troll, i'm not into big marketing and advertising sorts of things on this simple black and white website, they are too distracting and i am not motivated by trying to become wealthy from this simple website. Advertisements become much too distracting to me and to other people too when they are trying to read for enjoyment or for self-help or for any other important sort of thing, so if you see an advertisement on this website it could very well be that either my web-editing tool was hacked or that you might even have some sort of security breach on your own computer or device, so please don't click on them.... but i do-do some other sorts of things... occasionally you will see a hyperlink, an underlined bit of text that will open another browser window and pop you into a you-tube link, or an article on some sort of reputable website with a story that has to do with something that i'm writing about, the hyper-links on this web-site should be safe to open if security concerns are really a concernable concern... i don't add hyperlinks as some sort of way to promote anything other than things that i appreciate, and i will never ask for any money to do those sorts of things, this isn't supposed to be about making a little jingle, that's not really my thing in the big picture, but i do have some other plans with some other writing projects to help with real financial matters, a few have begun, but that's not what this website is for... my motivators are scattered about throughout the pages of this crummy simple website. in fact i'm contemplating doing a second one to devote to money-making ventures, or really maybe just a way to self-publish some book-length things that might be worth reading for some folks... but then i already have this website going so maybe i just do that sort of thing here... but then i haven't self-promoted this website on 'search engines' to do the sort of google statistics and other sorts of legitimizing things that a measure or track or publish another website's importance, or whatever... i wanted to do those sorts of things after first publication but maybe not...maybe i should just, i mean maybe i need to consider, i mean that i don't know about that whole issue right now but time will tell, anyhow, there is a bit of a sampling of one of the smaller publications, if you want to see it you will have to find it if you are actually interested, but it might seems a bit weird depending on your age and your perspectives, but i'm just writing it, and so far it seems to hit on some on some of the things that i've found to be a decent formula for writers that wish to publish their works, so far it's checking off some of the boxes that i have learned about, and yet it is so different than what i had been planning on doing for the immediate future... anyhow, no advertisements on this website, right... right... OK, good talk. -- ct

05-02-21 a little later: birthday dinner request was actually chic fi lay ... but it's sunday, and as bobby bones has sung about, the discrepancy of one's food preference versus the sabbath honoring tradition of the sole proprietors... no chic fi lay dude, but popeye's is open til 10:pm... popeye's it is, love that chicken from popeye's, mm mmmmmm. it's also the last day of a weeks long vaca for the school aged kids, so we have to go all out, well, wife is going all out, she is driving about 4 towns over to the closest popeye's to get the birthday treat... thank you wife, enjoy your alone time... and crank up the radio for a bit, music increases endorphin levels, at least the music that you appreciate does... other music can have less desirable effects, one man's art is another man's nightmare. -- ct


05-01-21: ... good morning May, it's a pleasure to greet you to 2021, you know your relative 'last may', the one of 2020, well we are still trying to pick up some pieces after it visited us so abruptly... please behave better that last may and we will get along just fine... please and thank you. -- ct

05-01-21 later: if a person has experienced multiple traumatic events and never takes the time to adequately address and try to heal from each of those experiences how would that individual ever expect to grow up to be a decent and contributing member of society, or maybe just a decent neighbor, or someone that other people don't mind being around... but if those traumatic experiences or events stay at the forefront of periods of duress, if they numb the emotions or cloud the person's ability to see much else other than the confusing and painful event that's hard to explain or too difficult to talk to others about then how the fvck is a person supposed to get beyond those events to be able to enjoy life again, or maybe for the first time? how long must an individual suffer past experiences before that one thing sinks in, how long before you meet that right person that sort of get's you and you have the trust and confidence to share your story and what nasty unexpected thing happened to you, how long before i share my events with smart people that have my best health as their only motivator... but maybe i do, maybe i share my stories with others and never really hear the right answers at the right time, or maybe i only share one of the traumas or a couple of them with some people, and maybe they help me sort through some answers to my problems... maybe some traumas get eased just enough that i can see and think clearly, how nice is it to enjoy the peace and freedom that comes from the healing of an emotional or physical trauma, it's like a whole new life man... but what if i enjoy that period of peace and freedom for a little while or many years when other traumas that i never chose to deal with all of a sudden start to resurface and then the painful memory of all of the combined traumas kick in and become overwhelming to an extremely unpleasant degree... and then it sneaks up on you like a nocturnal predator, but you don't notice that it is sneaking up on you... if there are other people/animals around they can probably see the wild beast circling you even when you cannot, others can tell that you are close to danger, but maybe i don't know how to interpret my increase of alcohol consumption as a warning or other forms of 'medicating', or my elevated blood-pressure or bursts of adrenaline as a new event, or that frequent headaches and unnecessary muscle tension and poor sleep and moodiness and forgetfulness and poor decision making and being more into my own things and less social... isolation... how long do i isolate myself or my problems and feelings from the people or places that i know can help??? But wait, there are also the weaker people like me, there are the folks that fall under the similar category or label as me, the simple kind of people that require an additional option for help, there are the weak like me that require religion and how it can help through difficult and unexplained nastiness, i am one of those people, but i will tell you that sometimes and many times the god thing isn't always as quick and simple and painless as most people prefer... but if i have this religious perspective and continue to explain these sorts of traumas to the religious being whom i believe is the author of my life, what if i keep sharing my traumatic experiences through thought/prayer with this supreme sort of being and still have no easement of my infliction or my painful past... i wish i were smart enough to know all of the answers to some of life's questions but to me it seems that when i don't try to talk to others about life's problems things seem to get worse, and when i don't try to communicate my inner most being and feelings and emotions to the god of my religious preference it certainly makes things worse... and it seems to me that when i forget to let anyone or anything else know what i find troubling and just sort of simply live my life the way that i think is normal, my ignorant and imperfect thought-process, it seems that when i forget to do those simple things that my body and mind do not act positively to the life and the world that is going on around me, i think i have learned some of that recently, not from someone smart that told me so but through personal experience, and that's partly why i write the sorts of things that i write about... i watched an enjoyable theatrical performance that reminded me of some those things yesterday. -- ct

05-01-21 a little later: i'm going to shake things up a little in the days to come, i'm backing off of vaping canna oil and moving to a higher cbd to thc tincture instead, after listening to one of Dr Dani Gordon's presentations and reading a bit more it seems that canna will still help with many of my symptoms but theoretically speaking its more of the cbd cannabinoid that i probably require with a tad of thc cannabinoid ... the concentration/ration of thc to any other known cannabinoid is huge in the flower that i've grown and the oil that i've made and/or purchased, it's exceedingly high in fact.  i've tried tinctures in the past with terrible results but i was self medicating in a pretty ignorant manor as well, and i was also taking some former prescriptions at the time, with the variable of the prescriptions eliminated and a much more peaceful lifestyle i can truly give it the time and devotion to bring things to the next level now.  the current oil that i purchased has a 1:10 cbd:thc ratio where the tincture that i am looking at has a 1:1 ratio ... and the same folks also make a 10:1 ratio as well, and it sounds like the 10:1 is what my goal is for now.  i don't want to change anything during the first two weeks of my blood pressure testing period, so when the bp device arrives i will remain on current oil for first two weeks then change to the 1:1 tincture beginning first day of week three... a two week period before and a two week period after the change to 1:1 should be noticeable but i will have to track any other symptoms more closely during that change if i'm going to give this the time and respect that my health deserves... i will still have my personal bp cuff to keep up with next change when/if i go to the 10:1 or if i go back to the more common types of ratio that i'm more accustomed to, or something in between... anyway, looking forward to trying something new in the near future, me health deserves whatever is best ya know.  --  ct

05-01-21 a bit more laterer: i read just enough news on my preferred media outlet to get a stir in my blood... and then i'm chill again, chill enough to write something sensible and without raw emotion, it seems that i am capable of doing that from time to time... so i read about a famous transgender person that was once known for their outstanding athleticism, and they were also known for a bunch of other things too, and now they are known as a transgender person that used to be a man and now prefers to identify themself/it as a woman... and i know that i already just described that brief sentence displaying a bit of my opinion on the subject matter of transgendernesses, i have to assume that by know the reader can already assume that i am of the opinion that folks who are currently identifying themselves as transgender might be missing a bigger picture, but feel free to clobber me with harsh words through my Comment and Criticism, sometimes they help me, or any other words that might get me to think otherwise, but really my opinion isn't really worth a whole lot probably, because i still view transgender folks as my equals so my opinion is crap, and as equals i also have to assume that no one is perfect in every way and especially in the way that they appear, i have to assume that for logical reasons, or moral reasons, or because the god of my religious preference lived his life that way and taught those things, either way i have to assume that people that seem quite different to me are equals of mine and are every bit as imperfect as i am... and so when i meet someone that appears to be 'obviously a man, or obviously a woman, or obviously straight, or obviously gay, or obviously one ethnicity or another or obviously one religion, or if they are different than i first thought all together'... it might catch me off guard for second or two while i realize that we are different and maybe even very different, but once i get past that second or two to look past any oddity that i may notice, once i get past any obvious differences that may seem normal or not, once i step back for a second or two to get past my ego and see who you really are... another person as equal and different and imperfect as me... once i get past that crap and we can both get past our differences and can then just talk to each other like a couple of irregular and yet pretty normal people, well that's when our differences don't matter and we can all just get along and carry about with our own free and personal lives... So as i was trying to say that the person that now identifies themselves as Caitlyn Marie Jenner, and i, probably disagree maybe about some things in life, but we probably agree on a hell of a lot more on other things in life, and i partly make that assumption based on logic and statistics, and then also because of her perspectives on transgender folks competing against people that were not born of the same sex as them in competitive/regulated sports. i appreciated her background as a former world-class athlete* who understands that even though she once oozed in testosterone she must understand and appreciate how helpful testosterone is to physical performance, there is a tremendous amount of logic and science behind her opinion as well, so it seems that it's not 'just her opinion'... but none of that matters really because what i was actually really thinking about was how much do people that feel or look quite a bit different than most other folks need to identify themselves as equals to everyone else, and not as inferior to other folks, and i was also thinking about how much do people in society need to identify everyone else as their own equals and not as other people that are inferior to them... and sometimes i see some folks 'talk down to' or 'poorly about' or even be downright mean and nasty about some other folks that appear to look different than them... and i ponder how fvcking hard i can punch them in their ugly frickin face, and while i have their attention i can tell them how inferior they happen to be to me at that particular moment in time, and i can point out other certain deficiencies that they obviously have too, none of that is very hard, it's too easy... and then it makes me think that none of that would be necessary if most normal people realize that everyone is created as equals and imperfect and equally free to pursue their regular old ordinary lives like most other normal people do, that's sort of what i was thinking about really. -- ct

05-01-21 much later than the other times: alright May, now that we have had time to get to know one another a little better over a beer and some music and a fire i am beginning to think that we are going to get along much better than Last May, you seem OK but Last May... Last May, man you don't even want to know... but i think we will get along just fine May, are you OK with me calling you New May, or can i just call you may... OK, may it is, i like you may. -- ct
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