Adventure awaits as I had read in through a text from my friend one week ago! I had no plans to travel to Hawaii in that moment and it took me 1/2-of-a-day of “Oh, wow! Oh, I can’t! Oh, but I must! Oh, but what about…?” to checking flights and jumping in. I’m normally a planner and not someone to hop a plane to a beautiful island in a moment’s notice. Alas, I’m not the normal me anymore because here I AM!
After I exited the plane and drove to my destination, I was in the sublime blue water snorkeling within an hour because my pal, Melinda, is awesome and she was ready to go.
“Here’s the gear! Try this! Make sure this mask fits right. Let’s tighten those fins…”
It’s not even 24-hours since I arrived and we have witnessed gorgeous tropical fish swimming and eating in the coral (and with them, a ton of their spring babies!), recorded morning birds (stay tuned), and visited the local Farmer’s Market. Wahoo!
Here are a few of the morning birdsongs I recorded. They are in 1-ish-minute segments as the morning sunrise from 5:30 a.m. progressed for one hour. Each new segment presents more distinctive birdsongs. The quick flutters are birds flying by the recorder. Put on some headphones and enjoy!
do not realize how exploited we are until we have a brief moment to take stock of our time spent in any given “week of work.” This past one for me turned out to be a “weak from work.” I know many, many of you can relate to this. If you’re a CEO or an administrator earning in the hundred-plus-thousands-per-year: move on. This isn’t for you unless you want a serious wake-up call.
What is the difference between working people and their bosses and administrators? MONEY. This isn’t about people in management not working hard nor long hours; they do. This most certainly pertains to the compensation they earn while the rest of us in the middle and lower working classes get zippo extra save for “a chance” to earn a better future through some bogus system of advancement. We have seen plenty of advancements in the form of nepotism and other soul crunching outcomes. Give me a break and not a 15-minute one, but a break like the Europeans give to their workers with a 2-hour lunch, a one-month holiday/vacation, and a year off for new parents!
The person who coined “money isn’t everything” failed to mention that it provides everything from adequate shelter, food, and clothing to transportation and holidays, but it also includes buying:
entrance to the America’s most prestigious universities whether by bribes and cheating or bloodline
I am exhausted from the 6-times daily deluge of political asks for campaign donations. How on earth is fundraising in small amounts worth the mind-numbing emails from the DCC and each of the 20+ candidates running for President to cram your inbox with requests? Why does it cost a fortune to campaign for 18-months when that money could be spent on things like poverty, homelessness, hunger, and infrastructure? What are the true goals of a politician? I certainly don’t see them too worried about their constituency unless they are running for office. This spans both parties which brings me to one more point. This two-party systems is archaic and bullshit. It doesn’t work. It hasn’t worked for decades. We need a BIG CHANGE.
I’m in the southern California desert on a break from my quotidian work to enjoy the bounty of the earth as provided. Long and lovely rains have fallen on this great state for the past few months. We are thankful.
Water brings and carries life. Huzzah!
Sunset sounds brim with myriad beautiful bleeping, buzzing, and blooing of birds and bugs of the desert. My Zoom H4 is in 120-degree, X-Y record mode. ~Me
A wizard exists in all of us. This wizard sees and knows everything. ~Deepak Chopra “The Way of the Wizard”
I have been listening to the vicissitudes of life since I was a wee one spending careful attention to things that fly. They make the most pleasing and curious sounds. They are plentiful here in the sonorous Spring of the southern California desert.
He is everywhere you don’t want him to be. He’s all around you in the air, behind your back, under your bed, in your closet, behind the curtains, on the tv set, on the computer, and on the rectangular spaceship in your hands. He’s like the creepy Uncle who stands too close at the holiday party, the co-worker who drops by your cubicle too often, your boss who asks you to work longer than what you’re paid for…
He also happens to be controlled by the leader of the not free world who is a stealthy former agent of the KGB. That man has figured out how to bump America off its #1 position on planet Earth by controlling its leader. The master marionette pulls of a doozy with the pusillanimous, pussy-grabbing puppet who pretends to be a bully. The carnival barker turned president pulls a white sheet over the entire nation and no one can seem to get rid of him. He metastasizes evil to the power of 10 leaving disasters in everything he touches. The rubicund, amoral, inhuman beast harkens from the depths of the River Styx pulling everyone and everything around him into the churning waters filled with betrayed corpses.
Can anyone figure out a way to remove him immediately?
Many hope that the findings of Mueller will bring us an end to this tyranny, but it will be too late. We are already sucked into a national emergency of his own making and the border will not be the only one. Stay tuned for more horror show.
He’s here, there, and everywhere; just the way he wishes it to be. In his unfathomable mind, he reigns over the bounty of the most splendid nation on earth. If only that were still true. This nation, under God, divided by the willfully ignorant, continues to spiral into oblivion. As the liberal media rips every monosyllabic tweet from King Twitler whose sole aim is to titillate the totalitarian teetotalers, the indignant evangelicals swear him into the swath of Jesus’ robe.
Alas, slowly the Emperor’s New Clothes unravel before us. What? There were never any clothes to begin with? But, I thought Ivanka had all that covered? (Pardon the pun.) The masses can finally imagine him with his offspring in prison stripes. It’s coming. I’m off to buy some bubbly since the area I live in will have empty shelves of it once the full-scale of the myriad lawsuits commences. Not-My-President Misdeeds is about to fall in a grand way and I have been waiting for far too long, as have you.