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Countdown to 60
See More: Countdown to 601,389. That’s how many days since I made my last post. A lot has happened since August 20, 2022 and I’ve decided, once again, that I shall endeavor to add content about myself and my interests. 1,389 Days since my last post and it’s 1,397 days until I turn 60. Let’s see where the next 1,397 days takes me.
Nada
See More: NadaNope.
Culture
See More: CultureDaniel and I spent a lovely Sunday afternoon together. We originally intended on walking up to Pike Place Market but decided to duck into the Seattle Art Museum. One of Daniel’s birthday presents was getting us annual passes to the SAM, and by extension, the Seattle Asian Art Museum. We spent a pleasant half-hour or so perusing and then hopped on the light rail to Capitol Hill and walked from there to the Asian Art Museum in Volunteer Park. I hadn’t been inside that museum since 1997. Afterwards, we walked to the Lookout Bar, had a couple beers and appetizers, then […]
Nada
See More: NadaNothing to report today.
Quatro
See More: QuatroNothing new to report today. My goals and aspirations ran and hid when I tried to round them up so I will be doubling my efforts tomorrow. In the meantime, Daniel and I saw Franz Ferdinand perform at Showbox SODO and it was an amazing show. One a side note, while we were walking down to SODO, we noticed that there were a LOT of people out and about and traffic congestion around Pioneer Square and a significant police presence. We heard people talking about going to a concert and we thought all these people couldn’t also be going to see […]
Where my goals at?
See More: Where my goals at?I am having difficulty organizing a cohesive list of what my goals are. I remember two quips about goals. One was, “You’ve got to name it to claim it.” And the other was, “You’ve got to pursue your dreams because your dreams cannot pursue you.” As a newly minted 53 year old, I attest that I have always had difficulty sticking with a plan, let alone having any methodology to achieve any goals I have set for myself. My primary goal needs to be my health. I’ve always been obese and I’ve been diabetic for the past 15 years, which I […]
Rusty
See More: RustyIt’s been years since I’ve posted anything and I’m feeling out of sorts refamiliarizing myself with the WordPress ecosystem. Things will look wonky here for a while. I’m going to start documenting what it is I want to accomplish over the next 1,824 days. I will need to devise a means that will help me achieve my goals. I might use S.M.A.R.T. goals: Specific; Measurable; Attainable; Relevant; Time-Based. I’ll begin to comprise my list over the next couple of days. From there I intend to formulate a plan on how to begin my journey. Many of my goals may appear silly […]
DAY 1
See More: DAY 1It’s been 1,144 days since my last post. I originally started this blog to help me learn WordPress, but now my motivation is to have a record of my life journey over the next five years. I plan on laying out my goals and posting updates on what I’m able to achieve over the next 1,825 days. Today is Day 1.
Family
See More: FamilyAnd bending down beside the glowing bars,Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fledAnd paced upon the mountains overheadAnd hid his face amid a crowd of stars. William Butler Yeats “When You Are Old” I spent the Fourth of July on the Rez with my family. My mother’s family has a long history with this land; my great-great-great-great-great grandfather was a trapper and in 1814 married a Native woman named La Petite Okanogan and my family’s been here ever since. French, Irish and Native American traditions run deep in my family, and I have a strong bond with this part of my […]
Well, My Therapist Says…
See More: Well, My Therapist Says…Shake hands, we shall never be friends, all’s over;I only vex you the more I try.All’s wrong that ever I’ve done or said,And nought to help it in this dull head:Shake hands, here’s luck, good-bye. But if you come to a road where dangerOr guilt or anguish or shame’s to share,Be good to the lad that loves you trueAnd the soul that was born to die for you,And whistle and I’ll be there. A. E. Housman I think the days are winding down of seeing my therapist. We’ve been having our weekly sessions now going on almost three months and I’m […]