Well Thats Good


I have not been as active on my blog as I have been in the past and I thought at first that I had become wondering-deficient. It was not until I stepped away from the great carnival that occurs in the U.S. every four years ( there is a lesser one every two years for those who suffer withdrawals ) that I realized my process of ” wondering why” had not disappeared it had merely been inundated with sloppy political brew. Upon that realization and having taken an “everyday life” shower to rid myself of the cloying scent of ” election projection” I experienced a sort of “wonderment revival”, and felt the need to speak out and be heard, to be laughed with and at, and to attempt clarification of the biological and literalogical? conundrum involving taste, smell, good and well. What the hell, here we go and lets all hope this turns out swell!

We all know that our overall sense of taste depends a great deal on our sense of smell, right? So that means that if we do not smell good then of course our food will not taste good. Or in other words if we do not taste good then we are not smelling well. If this happened to me, should I then go to my Dr. and ask her to taste me so as to determine if I was well enough to smell, or would that only indicate that smelling good was merely a precursor to tasting good or would I really be visiting the wrong office? Since tasting good is really not the puzzle I was hoping to solve; since eating was the thing I wanted involved, I think I’ll tackle (football season in America) the problem from another direction.

I wish to eat and I want to enjoy my dinner. I want my food to taste good. If that is to occur then I must smell well. Do I need to go back to the Dr. who can tell me if I smell well enough to taste good, or does she even care, just as long as I don’t smell so bad that she can stand to be close enough to tell if I indeed do smell well.[ BTW Can a Dr. tell if you are well by the way you smell? I only know one way to smell and that is through my nose and if that is not good enough to tell, oh well!]

Huh! So far I still have not eaten , I do not know if the food tastes, let alone smells, good , or well ; I don’t even know if I am well enough to tell, and if I were to tell the Dr. that she smells well, would she ever see me again ? Or would I have to wait until I tasted good enough to smell well then make another appointment or should I take  chance that I will taste well enough to smell my way to the restaurant and just make a reservation ?  If I made a reservation would anybody come?    If it smelled good maybe?……….. Should I ask the Dr. to marry me ?

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Horizons


So, I am sitting around on a Saturday evening, bored as a gourd with nothing constructive to do, so I flip through some you tube videos and settle on watching season 14 Most Fun American Idol and find myself smiling to the point of crying and I wonder WTF is the matter with me.
Have you ever 24 ? Been so caught up in all the negative you have surrounded yourself with for the past year that you finally lost the ability to communicate in a positive manner ?
So,it is with a sense of relief bordering on foolishness and patheticism, and having discovered a newborn sense of wonder and amusement, I now have found a sense of direction and the remembered feeling of joviality necessary to help guide me back to,
personability, if you will.

Anyway, this bit made me feel a bit better, and a little bit better is definitely better than a bunch of bitter ! ; )

If [risque]


If it was up to me I would plant a tree just for you in a place only you could view its beauty and grace.

If it was up to me I would lasso the moon and wrap it up in cellophane to keep it dry till I could gift it to you and bring you to this space,

If it was up to me bright jewelry I would dangle in front of your face and hang it on your wrists and waist and put you deep in a trance.

If it was up to me you would fall in love with me and the idea of me.Which would suit me fine my little divine ,all I want is to get in your pants.

Aren’t you glad that it is not up to me to decide the world at large with its willful and wanton ways? But if you ask me and decide it is sooth, the sentiment written stays.

Please do not bludgeon the writer. If it was up to him he would have hit “delete” immediately upon writing this. He didn’t, so obviously it wasn’t up to him !

grip


Grip. Get a grip. Build your grip. Buy a new grip. Loosen your grip. Tighten your grip .

If you loosen your grip on your grip you could lose your grip, and the grip on your angst, whereupon someone will be sure to remark , “That guy needs to get a grip on himself.”

Strange word this grip. grip, grip , grip. grip.  After awhile there does not seem to even be a real word there. grip, grip, grip , grip, grip

I have worn mine out now and promise to never get another grip. Promise…….