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So, since I’m trying the sober and alert route, I have been working on my house.

When I first moved here, I was involved with a guy from NJ. I came out of a very controlling marriage so I was happy to wear the pants. Unfortunately, everything began to unravel. He failed to mention an opioid addiction. That coupled with being a mama’s boy left me responsible for everything. Things got worse and I took the couch.

Things began building up. The mail, because I couldn’t pay the bills, the personal belongings being tossed wherever they could fit. My world became a survival of the chaos. And so things progressed until I felt like I lived in an episode of Hoarders. There was no rhyme or reason.

The depression got worse. The drinking got worse until my environment became debilitating.

A few years ago I managed to successfully kick the loser out. Since then, I’ve felt as if I failed miserably and self medicated accordingly.

I took a turn 12 days ago. I have some appliances coming on the 26th and preparing. Rather than just organizing my kitchen and basement, I am organizing my home deliberately.

I have turned a small bedroom into a dressing room. All my shoes and boots go there. I have purchased attractive lidded boxes for my art supplies. I have purchased beautiful rugs in light tones to combat the dark wood trim and floors. I hung some cheerful yellow window treatments for my kitchen. They look great with my vintage, ‘50’s lemon yellow table

I’m tearing out the carpet and laying down vinyl tile for ease of cleaning.

All this work gives me vision and purpose. I’m not doing it to have guests. I’m doing it for me. I haven’t had the urge for a beer. I’m feeling more in control.

If anyone out there needs some motivation for a cleaner house, check out the Secret Slob on YouTube. That woman is great.

a rebound love affair that offered a new start.
relocated 1300 miles, painted all the walls
the movers came
while he was passed out
i did my best but lost myself
i'm sober, awake
have focus and faith
starting to find myself
again
my chaotic dwelling
mutually changing
to find some peace
being me

CDC recommendations, highly influenced by crime boss Dr Fauci (WHO is in bed with Bill Fakes), have new guidelines in place.
i found this leaflet under my windshield wipers while i was shopping at my local strip mall.
according to this new literature, a fabric mask IS NOT enough to protect yourself or others against the Covid 19 DELTA/DEADLY virus.

folklore spread throughout the land that double masking was enough. IT'S NOT. there have been documented cases that merely being fearful of the VIRUS can transmit the germs. some believe the wive's tail that the VIRUS can be transmitted through Whatsap or other online mediums. scientists have proven this IS the case. to ensure the safety of yourself and others, the CDC and Godfather Dr Fauci highly urge the greater population to be photographed, ONLY IF A MASK IS WORN. data shows, backed up by the WHO, that viewing the bare face of a human makes the eyeballs vulnerable to the DELTA SCOURGE.

Wannabe Dr. Bill Fakes of the Bill Fakes Foundation has a special offer for the first 100 callers. Free shipping for BOGO's

some people look to God for inspiration. i look to one of God's gifts for inspiration. i watched a documentary on Dave Munstaine of Megadeth the other day. i was riveted by his story.

i had the pleasure to meet him in the '80's when my sister worked as his band's press manager at Capitol Records. my sister said he was equally impressed with me. a high compliment for sure.

This man struggles with monumental drug and alcohol addiction but has kicked it and is a responsible family man with a wife and 2 successful children. he has overcome throat cancer and is currently in remission.

This man as been to rehab 15 times and thanks be to God that he is clean, sober and a living icon.

i appreciate his struggles and respect his tenacity and strength. his health achievements soar even higher than his musical genius.

i have struggled with addiction for probably 20 years. i've been to rehab once, after ODing on pills and whiskey. spent 48 hours under suicide watch, a very unpleasant experience.

last night, while i went out for smokes, i entertained the idea of picking up a 15 pack of beer that i can finish in a day, but while i was driving to the gas station, i could see Dave's face. i thought about what he had been through and where he is now, and i drove straight home.

i've been clean a week. i know it's not much but i have pictures of Dave to remind me of how i can be. if i have the will. Dave helps me. no, he's not God but i think God has finally reached me, through Dave.

this blog isn't about attention seeking. it's a sliver of a reality some of us live and i'm talking about it.

here's one of my favorite songs

Marmalade

I am your Marmalade
A little sweet and a little tart
I am your little tart
Marmalade

I slip under your covers
While you sleep
Nuzzle close
Will you dream of me?

On sleepless nights
I will bring you dreams
In my mouth, I will bring them
Would you wake and take them?

I am your Marmalade
A little sweet and a little tart
I am your little tart
Marmalade

Heels

On the heels of jeopardy
Let it not bite
As little dogs whine at turned toes
Upon cigarettes, lit
And sorry cries from jowls on high
Bring tears from bowel afire
Sweet love’s desire
Fan the fires
Of makeshift forts filled with love’s
Desire
On empty fields, spread wild flowers
Take one breath, traded by the hour
To fill empty rows with blossoms, bloom
Take my heart and join with your
Tomb

Beach comber

Come with me to the beach
Comb sands and comb me
I am your sandy shore
With shells
Shall you see me?
On windy shores
My hair sweeps toward fingers
Ready to part my waves
Pull me to you
My blonde locks ready to
Unlock dreams from distant
Ocean's
Waves, of blonde
Spend hours combing my hair
You'd make me drift
Heavy lids draw you within
As your fingers pull my heart strings
Comb my hair on a sandy beach


Engineer Mountain

Iron shoes tap into the
Trailhead
At the base of Engineer Mountain
I looked up, daunted
My mare, confident
Together we crossed meadows
Through raining Aspen leaves
Taking rest by a trout's creek

My girl's mouth worked the bit
While I leaned towards a granite face
Prepared to launch vertical
Towards heaven, my heart, still far below
We climbed
It felt as if I rode the ocean's waves
My body tossed higher and higher
With every lunge

I dared not look down
As my horse did have wings
We touched hanging clouds that once
Moved steadily above me
Together, a beast carried me with
Courage
Beyond the tree line
Into the sky
On Engineer Mountain my mare did fly


Mind

My eyes fixate on hazel gems
That crown a smile, broad and tender
With words that warrant a
Return to sender
Consideration for an invitation to my
Chamber

Welcome to my eccentric dwelling
To my taste would you be willing?
Have a seat and use those eyes
And view my collage of images and words
Nothing bland in this world of mine
Once you have visited my mind


Part

I took him inside of me
Willingly
And now he will always be a part of me

Nothing grew except an experience
Willingly
And now that will always be a part of me

I don't know if I wish for
Amnesia or old memories
For the part that will always be a part of me


moon

he is like a succulent fruit
irrigating furrows of dusty plains
that once gushed greenery thick and rich
my eyes tear up at the memories of
ravenous meals made of moans and squeals
sweet meats of yore
filling more than bellies
i cried out for the stars
mapping big dippers and f*ck whippers
the lot not enough
as if my void was limitless
like the sky
and if i could be his constellation
i would capture his Milkyway with spoons
cast by greedy hands
and bathe my flesh with warm white happiness
spilled from his generous fountain
illuminated by the moon's smile upon ripe
pore's open mouths
hungering for a sip of heaven


blanket

let me be your blanket
i will cover you and keep you warm
i will wrap myself around you
become your layer of skin
and i will feel your heart's loving song
sing to me
let us share our bodies
and turn lonely shivers into
warm embraces while gazing at
long lost faces
listening to beloved voices
speaking words of love
in your bed
i will be your blanket


to be continued

it is part of a house built in 1868. it has a bay window that allows the sun to pour in. the walls are painted a muted teal. the walls still have the arms for lamps that once lit the space with gas lights. i use the arms now to hang hats. the ceiling has a variety of cracks in the plaster. i lay on my bed and look up, remarking to myself that it looks like a giant map, would never fix it. in the center of the ceiling is an original light fixture in a medallion shape with flowers. the floor is original dark wood that creeks with every step. my room talks to me.

i've furnished the space with an eclectic combination of a dresser that once belonged to my brother, an antique dresser, a queen ann chest of drawers, an oak captain's bed, 2 vintage bureaus and an artist's drawing table. a gal can't have enough drawers, (wink).

there are red, sheer window treatments embroidered in gold that frame the windows that compliment the walls and my bedding's mood changes with my mood. i have several options for the seasons, light and cheery for summer and warm and cozy colors for frigid nights.

let's not forget the red candles and nicknacks collected from my stays in California, Colorado and Minnesota. my bedroom holds secrets that i revisit in dreams.

some or most would consider my bedroom cluttered or too colorful. i love it and would never strip my room of myself.

i have been taking gummy vitamins. i got started with a bottle from my mother. mom always sent me care packages throughout the year that included seasonal treats like a green beaded necklace for St Pats, chocolate eggs for easter, etc. along with that she'd send tuna snacks, travel size bottles of shampoo and conditioner, old pictures and so on.

if you've ever had a gummy vitamin, you'll know they are addictive. they're like candy and i'm glad one can't die from eating more than a minimum of 4 per day. they are the perfect, tender, squishiness, and the flavor rivals any confection.

i was at the drug store picking up my meds and while i waited the standard 15-20 minutes, i found some gummy bears, 3 for $3. let me tell you, the vitamins are better. that said, i've eaten 2 1/2 bags since yesterday.

in other news, i found a gem if you like comedy horror films called Bite Me. it picks up at the Go Go Saurus strip club

i can't post the link but it's on youtube here's the trailer

In dieser modernen Welt, in der das Leben so hektisch ist, haben die Menschen kaum Zeit, mit ihrem Handy ein personalisiertes Leben zu führen, daher sind Klingeltöne zu einem wichtigen Bestandteil des Lebens eines Menschen geworden. Heutzutage ist es im Trend und gefragt, verschiedene Klingeltöne für verschiedene Zwecke wie Benachrichtigungen, Töne für Nachrichten und vieles mehr zu haben. Da ein Mobiltelefon einen großen Teil unseres Lebens ausmacht, ist es sehr wichtig, einen qualitativ hochwertigen Klingelton zu haben, der Ihrem Telefon eine persönliche Note verleiht. Dies ist mit den neuen kostenlosen Klingelton-Downloads für Mobiltelefone möglich beim

Es gibt Hunderte von Kategorien von Klingeltönen wie Musik, Comedy-Klingeltöne, Sport-Klingeltöne, Metall-Klingeltöne, lustige Klingeltöne und vieles mehr. Die mittlerweile beliebten Klingeltöne werden sehr sorgfältig mit verschiedenen, einzigartigen und hochwertigen Soundeffekten ausgewählt. Sie können ganz einfach kostenlos Klingeltöne für Ihr Mobiltelefon herunterladen und sie ganz einfach ohne Internet anhören.

Wie wir alle wissen, gibt es Mobiltelefone in zwei Formaten, nämlich der CDMA- und der GSM-Technologie. CDMA-Telefone verwenden dasselbe Codeformat, das in den Funkgeräten der Telefone gespeichert ist. Daher kann die Kompatibilität des Klingeltons mit dem spezifischen Telefontyp garantiert werden. Mit der GSM-Technologie können jedoch die kompatiblen Klingeltöne mit dem jeweiligen GSM-Netz vor dem Download-Vorgang überprüft werden.

Da jeden Tag neue Klingeltöne eingeführt werden, wächst die Datenbank der Klingeltöne für die meisten Smartphones ständig. Die meisten dieser Downloads sind kostenlos, aber manchmal müssen Sie bezahlen, um die neuesten Sounds auf die Smartphones herunterzuladen. Der Benutzer hat die Möglichkeit, aus den verschiedenen Arten von Klingeltönen zu wählen, die für sein Smartphone verfügbar sind. Auf diese Weise können Benutzer problemlos auf die neuesten Klingeltöne für ihre Smartphones zugreifen. Neben dem Herunterladen von Klingeltönen für die Smartphones werden auch häufig neue Versionen der Apps veröffentlicht, die die Benutzer des Smartphones zum Gaga bringen.

Neue Klingeltöne können auch von den Besitzern an das Smartphone gesendet werden, indem die Funktionscodes in den Telefonspeicher geschrieben werden. Das Versenden der Klingeltöne per SMS ist jedoch eine sehr alte Methode, da die neueste Technologie diese Aufgabe erleichtert. Durch Senden von SMS oder MMS an das Mobilteil können Sie automatisch visuelle und akustische Benachrichtigungstöne erstellen. Auf diese Weise müssen Sie nicht in regelmäßigen Abständen neue Klingeltöne erstellen.

Es gibt jedoch einen großen Nachteil des kostenlosen Klingelton-Downloads für die Smartphones. Die von den Entwicklern der Klingelton-App verwendete Software ist oft nicht mit der Apple iTunes-Version kompatibel. Wenn Sie Klingeltöne für Ihr Smartphone herunterladen möchten, müssen Sie daher eine andere Klingelton-App auswählen. Wenn Sie jedoch nach einem kostenlosen Klingelton-Download suchen, gibt es einige gute Klingelton-Download-Sites, die eine große Sammlung kostenloser Klingeltöne für die mobilen Apple iTunes-Geräte wie iPhone und iPod Touch anbieten.

The signs are on the highway. Now that I'm doing half the miles as I did when I lived in Miami, I still enjoy a drive on a few roads in south Florida.
This was the case on Sunday when I drove to Miami Beach to drop off samples to a customer, catch a few model helicopter flights with friends, get a haircut, visit my daughter and grocery shop. I logged in more than 150 miles.
The 2 main roads were I-95 and I-595 that each have 5 lanes.
Speed limit on both is 65mph.

Yesterday I was in the middle lane for most of my travels and at times doing 80-85mph.
But... that doesn't matter how much I exceed the limit as cars fly past me on both sides. What pisses me off is when they swerve around and cut in front of me from both sides so aggressively the 2 cars almost collide.

It's not like I'm doing 50 being tailgated and in the wrong lane, but I find that I have to prepare well ahead of my exit as cars that normally merge to the right into the deceleration lane. Often I see drivers who are willing to drive on the right shoulder, cut in front the car making an exit, then skate across 2 lanes to get back into the flow of traffic.

I did have a theory that worked for a while... Stay in the left lane and limit the number of morons to only the right side. I did have one try to sideswipe me on the left as he squeezed into the safety zone.

Slower traffic keep right...

Trump still gets security briefings , this must butt hurt the leftist grubs .