Judge Mental

Continuing my October-lligerence… this was originally written on another blog of mine but seeing as I’m in the mood to express something but not in the mood to press it…I’ve ‘lifted’ it to here and amended it.

I’d like to believe that I am very much a live and let live type person (a die-hard…) but sometimes, just sometimes…I can’t let live and can’t live with it and can’t let it be.  I’m just not that mellow… have been known to yell…oh….

How does one tell someone they are (being) judgemental without judging them?  How do you pin the tail on the donkey without making an ass out of yourself?

It’s like yelling at the children to be quiet.…or like zooming after a P-Plater doing 100 in a 50k zone….and catching up with him to tell him to stop speeding.   Yes…your Honour…guilty as charged… OR like espousing Eastern spirituality and being all Zen and The Art of Wisdumb in public but secretly wishing for the wrath of a non benevolent God to strike down ‘insubordinates’.

This is all so wrought with irony…it’s rendered.  Judge Me(n)tal.

…sigh…I’m so wise…cracking!

That’s just some in the real world.  I can deal with that.  One left hook, right jab later and they’re out for the count.  I am kidding about that.  Sort of…my point is that dealing with face to face  is a fair fight …I have a major issue with the virtual reality ‘figjammers’.   If I read one more post complaining about how everyone else is just soooo bad and the writer is soooo good and…oh yeah…

Hey.  I have never said I’m perfect.   Humanity is priceless.  People are anGST inclusive…dayam, I’m coming up with some good ones today…

Protected: Loulou’s Birthday!

Happy belated Birthday my sweet Princess Loulou!

Gamma Daze…

Oh sigh…it’s such a beautiful day today…and I really wish I had something deep and meaningful to say…but…instead…all I want to do is…sit on the dock of a bay and watch the tide…roll away…screeeeech…

Yo hold up.   This is all getting too whimsical.  Not to mention plagiaristic.  Seriously though…days like this, one does not wish to be at work.  Not that I’ve done much.  That’s the great thing about being self-employed…the boss is great and cuts me a lot of slack!

Anywayyy…these images are of the different places we go to by boat but these were taken from land.  We haven’t been able to go out on the boat due to ******* ******* because the movement of the boat isn’t good for my **’s ******* *******.  (he he I’m so tricky…) but we couldn’t be without the serenity.  It’s a different view on terra…as opposed to waterra…still dayam beautiful though…

So bad, it should be bottled.

What’s the deal with all this confiding crap?  Why do people feel the need to confide?  Why do they want to?  What is soooooo terrible about just keeping a lid on it?  I am just so over this whole woe is me bullshit.

AND…why the hell do people get mad if you CHOOSE not to confide in them?  What the hell is the deal with that?? 

Let me tell you a secret…

I’m very good at keeping secrets.  And that my friends, is the real Secret to success.

 Not just secrets.  Whoops.  I did it again.   Kept a woah on my woe (…try it sometime…builds character and gives weight to that what won’t destroy you stuff…) 

I’m not done.  Just had to get something new up for Octoberserk.