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I've been thinking about my Vox blog for a while now, but I've rarely been afforded the time to actually get on here and put something down in the way I wanted.  Well, today... I write.  No bones about it, today I have the time and today I'm doing it.  <--- notice my "resolve", and, notice that I'm here... writing. (My writing lacks substance, I realize this, however, at least I have follow-through.  That has to count for something, doesn't it?)

Ok, so "where am I" today...  Where am I in terms of... personal space and my connection to the world.  It's all very deep, and delicate so I'll spare you the inner philosophies I'm carrying and post this video instead.  It's total "nostalgia" and I make no apologies for it.  Boy bands, pop groups, whatever, I could care less.  When I was a kid the NKOTB were "d'$hit" were they not?  1990 wasn't so long ago.  I spent summers cruising the town with my friends, hanging out at the local ice cream shop, traveling with sports teams, and just... being a teen, y'know?  You ever get those days where the smell of freshly rained-on tar brings you back to high school?  A hot day when the air is hot and there's not a breeze in sight... brings me back deserted beaches and fishing a pond with a tiny hole in the boat.  Heck, we didn't care, we could pump water back into the pond all day long so long we weren't stuck inside with nothing to do.  Man... those were the days.

You "dig"?

I was thinking about this earlier, figured I'd blog it right now just because it's on my mind again.  Do you ever think about when you were younger and how you used to look forward to your life as an adult and you'd say things like "When I'm older I'm gonna ...."  Who knows what you said, "...be a broadway dancer" ... or something crazy like that.  Unless, of course, you actually are a broadway dancer, then I apologize.  But really, I mean... when you were a kid they told you you could be anything you wanted.  Were they right? 

Let loose

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Apparently my text didn't make it through to Vox.  Wonderful.  Anyway, this is what it looks like when I take a "quick trip" into town for some mundane task like hitting the store for a brush for RocketBoy.  I wind up stranded in the parking lot with a juiced out battery, only to be told by the very helpful auto mechanics over yonder, that my battery is officially "dead".  Hah... great!  Well, at least I was in the parking lot of the Auto Mechanics!

Hey, it's Maine weather I'm dealing with here. I figured I'd better take a picture of the sunlight while it lasts.

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I'm mobloggin', so I kinda flubbed up the last post, but here I am, making up for it! A late nite last night deserves a caffeine punch first thing in the morning, and a trip outdoors to welcome the day. And what a beautiful day it is starting out to be! Enjoy it local folks. Maine is very Spring-ish today. =:D

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Today is a day of minor celebration. Rocketboy finished his 2nd to last subject for Freshman year last night. The only thing left is Math! Yay! We have a little tidying up to do, and some gathering of papers and final/official grades, but all things considered, he's one subject away from completing this years's mandatory core work. And considering he only has, roughly, 2.5 weeks of that work left, it would appear we're on the brink of long awaited success. Well deserved ...

So here we are, chillin' at Starbucks, taking in the tunes... Simon & Garfunkle are like Jell-I for me. There's ALWAYS room for Simon & Garfunkle. Unlike the floor if this seating area. There's NOT always enough room for Rocketboy's feet and the feet of other people. :)

Check the next blog entry for the picture I took for this post.

Sent from my iPhone

False Orbs

I dunno, I guess today is a good day to escape real life into the online world of internet forums of the paranormal type.  RocketBoy and I like to watch these “Ghost Hunter” type TV shows together, and we like to do some very light EVP work every now and again.  I have to admit, it’s been a while.  I also have to admit that, while I may be rusty at the whole Paranormal Investigation “thing”, I’m definitely not a newbie.  When I was younger I used to spend my summers reading every book I could lay my hands on, about the paranormal.  Ghost ships, haunted houses, apparitions, spirit encounters; everything from the run-of-the-mill “average” encounter to the most bizarre accounts I could lay my hands on.  My “research” was purely book oriented, being that I was so young when I first started, but had progressed to increasing numbers of personal encounters and primary source “interviews”.  By the time I hit college I had, pretty much, absorbed every book within my means of access via the public library system on the subject of the paranormal.  I had written many papers and had compiled a very large comparative database involving the cases I had first hand encounters with and those which I had read about.

The entire “hobby” was fascinating to me, and something I had hoped would lead to bigger and more interesting events as time progressed.  But, as “the times” would have it, there weren’t all that many directions I could expand into.  Paranormal Groups were few and far between and parapsychology was thought of more as a form of cheap entertainment than a sort of science, and so my days of studying the paranormal dwindled into nothingness.  It’s something I regret, somewhat, but not something that I have lost touch with.  It was a passion of mine, and remains a passion to this day... perhaps I’ll branch out again, and work more in the way of “hands on” rather than book learning and research.  I guess it’s one of those things that “time will tell”.

At the bookstore

I'm sitting here in the bookstore, forced to listen to this generic pop diva crooning her lungs out... It's all quite distracting for my taste so I'm taking a break from reading and taking some time to blog. I have to admit (of course, without apology) that I miss, pretty deeply, my daily blogging. I think my lack if recent blogging comes down to one primary reason; I'm spending a LOT of time offline with my Mac. I swear it, sometimes I'd be completely content to just sit in my computer chair and stare at my monitor. It's so amazingly large... And ... Crispy... I think I may be in love with it. ;)

This singer is SO on my nerves that even typing out this blog entry with one finger on my iPhone isn't distracting me enough to subconsciously block her voice out. At this point, right now, the only other female singer I can think of that'd be worse than this chick is Sarah McChlachlan. I just butchered her name, but I'm not a fan so I'm not sweating it.

I guess we're heading out for a quick lunch before we get ourselves to an appointment. I just have to say, about this singer... About any singer, really... It just makes me wonder what it is that makes one person's voice sound so good to someone, and so awful to another! Y'know?