a.k.a. Buddy
i've been volunteering at the animal shelter for about two months now. i cannot begin to express how marvelous and rewarding an experience this is. i believe i get more from the animals there than i give. that's a whole other story.
since my birth, to age 18, our family always included a dog or cat and once both at the same time. at age 18 i set off. i didn't have a pet again until ten years later when i became a cat person. i had cats for 25 years.
i haven't had a pet for a while now. until Mr. Peabody. Buddy for short.
it was a day like every other. i was walking dogs, doing laundry, and socializing cats. then it happened. i walked by kennel 52. there he was. it was, as they say, love at first sight. we just knew. we were meant for each other. i took him for a walk to learn a bit more about him and his behavior. he was awesome. he is awesome.
he is essentially a mini-me, laid-back, calm, low-key, loving, sweet, blah, blah, blah.
not to mention our eyelashes.
this is a new beginning for us both. he was a stray. i was ready for a dog/son.
it's only been three days. he's been fixed so no beauty parlor for him yet. that's planned for november 24th. he'll get the works. already he has more toys than i think he knows what to do with. and yet, can a dog ever have too many toys?
stay tuned.
peace and love.
:-)
if you can, please adopt a pet from an animal shelter.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
the good ol' days
i remember, amazingly so, when rinsing the soap off my body in the shower was as easy as 1-2-3. a few simple twists and turns and BOOM, squeeky clean.
things have changed, and so have i.
i can't understand why now, at my age, it has become increasingly challenging to rinse the soap off myself. i do have a few theories.
1 - either i'm bigger or the shower shrunk. i have an easier time of it in my outdoor shower where i can move, stretch, and reach unspeakable places with ease.
2 - perhaps the soap has become denser and more clingy? i don't know.
3 - i have a few more places now where soap likes to hide and loiter.
4 - maybe i'm just using too much soap?
5 - well there could be a five. i'm thinking about that.
at any rate, i LOVE my outdoor shower. i have room to move and stretch about! there are no walls to confine me. i don't bang my elbows or toes or head on anything. and i can see the stars at night!
i suppose i could eliminate the soap all together, but i'm not quite there yet. a good soapy shower does us all good i think.
in the meantime, stay tuned. i'll keep you posted from time to time.
enjoy.
peace.
:-)
sunday, september 26, 2010
palm desert, california
109 degrees
things have changed, and so have i.
i can't understand why now, at my age, it has become increasingly challenging to rinse the soap off myself. i do have a few theories.
1 - either i'm bigger or the shower shrunk. i have an easier time of it in my outdoor shower where i can move, stretch, and reach unspeakable places with ease.
2 - perhaps the soap has become denser and more clingy? i don't know.
3 - i have a few more places now where soap likes to hide and loiter.
4 - maybe i'm just using too much soap?
5 - well there could be a five. i'm thinking about that.
at any rate, i LOVE my outdoor shower. i have room to move and stretch about! there are no walls to confine me. i don't bang my elbows or toes or head on anything. and i can see the stars at night!
i suppose i could eliminate the soap all together, but i'm not quite there yet. a good soapy shower does us all good i think.
in the meantime, stay tuned. i'll keep you posted from time to time.
enjoy.
peace.
:-)
sunday, september 26, 2010
palm desert, california
109 degrees
Friday, September 10, 2010
Friday, September 03, 2010
I'm there!
Internet Petitions Stephen Colbert To Hold 'Restoring Truthiness' Rally At Lincoln Memorial
Huffington Post, September 3, 2010 | 3:17:53 PM (EST)
A grassroots campaign has begun to get Stephen Colbert to hold a rally on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial to counter Glenn Beck's recent "Restoring Honor" event. The would-be rally has been dubbed "Restoring Truthiness" and was inspired by a recent post on Reddit, where a young woman wondered if the only way to point out the absurdity of the Tea Party's rally would be if Colbert mirrored it with his own "Colbert Nation."
Now with its own website and Facebook group with over 8,000 members, the call for Colbert to hold a rally is spreading through the Internet like wildfire. Aside from being a satire of Beck's rally, the petition claims the rally is necessary because, "Recently our nation has suffered a truthiness drain.
The website gives a history of the newly founded movement, with links to news stories and a poster for the rally, which proposes the date "10/10/10." The website also states:
"Restoring Truthiness is a true grassroots movement propelled by YOU, the citizens of the internetz. Our goal is simple: Petition Stephen Colbert to hold a Restoring Truthiness Rally for the American people."
Given Colbert's love for his "Nation" and ability to satirize the Right so effectively, this almost seems like something Colbert would have thought of himself. While he is on vacation at the moment, it will be interesting to see if he addresses the petition when he returns to host "The Colbert Report" next week.
Those interested in furthering the movement have been asked to join the Facebook group, spread the word, or email support@colbertrally.com for more information.
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colbert rally
Huffington Post, September 3, 2010 | 3:17:53 PM (EST)
A grassroots campaign has begun to get Stephen Colbert to hold a rally on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial to counter Glenn Beck's recent "Restoring Honor" event. The would-be rally has been dubbed "Restoring Truthiness" and was inspired by a recent post on Reddit, where a young woman wondered if the only way to point out the absurdity of the Tea Party's rally would be if Colbert mirrored it with his own "Colbert Nation."
Now with its own website and Facebook group with over 8,000 members, the call for Colbert to hold a rally is spreading through the Internet like wildfire. Aside from being a satire of Beck's rally, the petition claims the rally is necessary because, "Recently our nation has suffered a truthiness drain.
The website gives a history of the newly founded movement, with links to news stories and a poster for the rally, which proposes the date "10/10/10." The website also states:
"Restoring Truthiness is a true grassroots movement propelled by YOU, the citizens of the internetz. Our goal is simple: Petition Stephen Colbert to hold a Restoring Truthiness Rally for the American people."
Given Colbert's love for his "Nation" and ability to satirize the Right so effectively, this almost seems like something Colbert would have thought of himself. While he is on vacation at the moment, it will be interesting to see if he addresses the petition when he returns to host "The Colbert Report" next week.
Those interested in furthering the movement have been asked to join the Facebook group, spread the word, or email support@colbertrally.com for more information.
Show Tweets about:
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Friday, August 27, 2010
Hmmm...
HAMBURG -- A BBQ dinner of wild boar and beer, held for President Bush four years ago, is at the center of a lawsuit to be decided in Germany next week.
In 2006, on his way to the G8 Summit in St. Petersburg, Bush toured Germany's Baltic Coast. Later in the evening, he was treated to a feast of wild boar with German Chancellor Angela Merkel in the northern town of Trinwillershagen. At the time, the only protests regarding the BBQ came from a few hundred anti-war activists who greeted the president on his arrival.
But when it was reported that the BBQ's bill came to a reported 8.7 million euros, one taxpayer felt he'd been overcharged. Using Germany's freedom of information law, he filed a request to see the exact breakdown of expenditures.
Read the whole story: Washington Post
In 2006, on his way to the G8 Summit in St. Petersburg, Bush toured Germany's Baltic Coast. Later in the evening, he was treated to a feast of wild boar with German Chancellor Angela Merkel in the northern town of Trinwillershagen. At the time, the only protests regarding the BBQ came from a few hundred anti-war activists who greeted the president on his arrival.
But when it was reported that the BBQ's bill came to a reported 8.7 million euros, one taxpayer felt he'd been overcharged. Using Germany's freedom of information law, he filed a request to see the exact breakdown of expenditures.
Read the whole story: Washington Post
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
WOW!
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/world/us_and_canada/10347315.stm
and you say your life is difficult?!
and you say your life is difficult?!
options/choices
http://finance.yahoo.com/focus-retirement/article/109847/places-to-retire-on-social-security-alone?mod=fidelity-readytoretire
increasingly i hear from people who cannot afford to live in america. they can no longer afford the basics. and health care?! that is a whole other bloody mess.
more and more people are moving to another country. and why not? if your life is better there, then i understand why people are leaving here.
still, it seems more people come to america than any other country.
i have toyed with this idea myself and it is frightening. i was born and raised in america and the thought of living someplace else is, well, completely foreign to me.
as foreign as shooting a deer. i've never done either.
i have no idea what the stats are about americans living abroad. i am sure they are significant. i do know this stat. more people leave israel than move there. and by the way, israel is a country that offers tremendous benefits to those wishing to move there. so does mexico, china, panama, thailand, etc...
i haven't seen much of the world outside america. i've been to mexico for sure, and possibly canada. i can't remember. i cannot say if life elsewhere would be better. i would have to live someplace else for a year, at least, to even form an opinion. i've lived in america for 56 years and i love it here, but perhaps i love it because i haven't lived anyplace else? i don't know any better.
i hear italy's awesome! new zealand too!
like with all of life, there is good and bad with everything. i am positive this applies to living abroad even though i've never lived abroad.
but the main point here is, it is an option.
life is full of options and choices.
good luck with yours.
:-)
increasingly i hear from people who cannot afford to live in america. they can no longer afford the basics. and health care?! that is a whole other bloody mess.
more and more people are moving to another country. and why not? if your life is better there, then i understand why people are leaving here.
still, it seems more people come to america than any other country.
i have toyed with this idea myself and it is frightening. i was born and raised in america and the thought of living someplace else is, well, completely foreign to me.
as foreign as shooting a deer. i've never done either.
i have no idea what the stats are about americans living abroad. i am sure they are significant. i do know this stat. more people leave israel than move there. and by the way, israel is a country that offers tremendous benefits to those wishing to move there. so does mexico, china, panama, thailand, etc...
i haven't seen much of the world outside america. i've been to mexico for sure, and possibly canada. i can't remember. i cannot say if life elsewhere would be better. i would have to live someplace else for a year, at least, to even form an opinion. i've lived in america for 56 years and i love it here, but perhaps i love it because i haven't lived anyplace else? i don't know any better.
i hear italy's awesome! new zealand too!
like with all of life, there is good and bad with everything. i am positive this applies to living abroad even though i've never lived abroad.
but the main point here is, it is an option.
life is full of options and choices.
good luck with yours.
:-)
Sunday, June 06, 2010
Wednesday, June 02, 2010
500th POST!
you simply can't make up a better story than this!
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/05/23/automobiles/collectibles/23BUGATTI.html?pagewanted=1&ei=5087&en=f4858c8bf631e842&ex=1290484800
WOW!
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/05/23/automobiles/collectibles/23BUGATTI.html?pagewanted=1&ei=5087&en=f4858c8bf631e842&ex=1290484800
WOW!
Sunday, May 23, 2010
good and bad
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science_and_environment/10138831.stm
as with everything, there is always good and bad.
hopefully more good.
we'll see.
stay tuned!
as with everything, there is always good and bad.
hopefully more good.
we'll see.
stay tuned!
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Sunday, May 09, 2010
I Can
I Can
Or Soapy Water
Things I can do…
I can go slowly.
I can say I am a SAG member.
I can be silly.
I can still grow hair on top of my head.
I can change the world, starting with myself.
I can sit on the front porch swing listening to and watching the birds.
I can conserve.
I can read.
I can shop when necessary.
I can feed myself.
I can often be social.
I can live just fine without alcohol.
I can play.
I can occasionally understand other people.
I can pretend.
I can cook (in my opinion).
I can change.
I can sleep at night.
I can use a cell phone.
I can miss a meal.
I can honestly say I never inhaled.
I can clip my own fingernails.
I can stop and smell the flowers whenever I want.
I can see the ocean sometimes.
I can have a really good BM most days.
I can chew my own food.
I can surf the Internet fairly competently.
I can remember my name, today.
I can speak a very little Spanish.
I can overeat.
I can swim.
I can live with less.
I can concentrate sometimes.
I can make a positive difference in this universe, one person at a time.
I can write pretty well sometimes.
I can laugh at myself.
I can make the time to watch the sunrise and sunset.
I can definitely live on a cruise ship.
I can help people.
I can fail.
I can find peace.
I can create art.
I can drive a golf cart.
I can remember where I’ve been.
I can always use a Popsicle.
I can usually smell a rat.
I can seem vague.
I can care about others.
I can be happy 99% of the time.
I can take care of myself.
I can remember where my shoes are.
I can text.
I can go the distance sometimes.
I can party.
I can do my own laundry.
I can feel sorrow.
I can go kite flying when it’s windy.
I can be sedate.
I can try.
I can get up out of bed every morning 99% of the time.
I can heal myself.
I can recycle, reuse, and reduce.
I can forgive.
I can only go forward.
I can smell and taste.
I can remain silent.
I can understand some things.
I can go to the movies every week.
I can eat whatever I want.
I can be a taxicab driver twelve hours a day.
I can walk alone when I want to.
I can hear the wind.
I can use my mind.
I can be still.
I can walk to work.
I can generally tell a fake.
I can sometimes find what I’m looking for.
I can enjoy new experiences.
I can be blind.
I can believe in world peace.
I can sew, kind of.
I can never hurt anything.
I can walk to the park across the street whenever I want.
I can volunteer.
I can be compassionate.
I can sit with my eyes closed.
I can be patient.
I can afford to do whatever I want.
I can take a shower indoors or outdoors.
I can talk with almost anybody.
I can see.
I can make music.
I can clearly see where I’m going most of the time.
I can sometimes say the wrong thing.
I can wear whatever I want.
I can count to my age.
I can be flexible.
I can give to charity.
I can pray.
I can be polite.
I can see misery and pain.
I can have fun.
I can probably survive anything.
I can write another 600 words, but do you really want me to?
I can call my sisters anytime I want and probably get their voicemail.
I can survive a tornado.
I can skate a marathon.
I can shoot the breeze.
I can spell.
I can tell you where to go.
I can find a needle in a haystack.
I can learn.
I can grow.
I can play blackjack.
I can end this here and now.
682 words.
frank landfield
palm desert, ca
Mother’s day, 2010
www.hcz.org
Or Soapy Water
Things I can do…
I can go slowly.
I can say I am a SAG member.
I can be silly.
I can still grow hair on top of my head.
I can change the world, starting with myself.
I can sit on the front porch swing listening to and watching the birds.
I can conserve.
I can read.
I can shop when necessary.
I can feed myself.
I can often be social.
I can live just fine without alcohol.
I can play.
I can occasionally understand other people.
I can pretend.
I can cook (in my opinion).
I can change.
I can sleep at night.
I can use a cell phone.
I can miss a meal.
I can honestly say I never inhaled.
I can clip my own fingernails.
I can stop and smell the flowers whenever I want.
I can see the ocean sometimes.
I can have a really good BM most days.
I can chew my own food.
I can surf the Internet fairly competently.
I can remember my name, today.
I can speak a very little Spanish.
I can overeat.
I can swim.
I can live with less.
I can concentrate sometimes.
I can make a positive difference in this universe, one person at a time.
I can write pretty well sometimes.
I can laugh at myself.
I can make the time to watch the sunrise and sunset.
I can definitely live on a cruise ship.
I can help people.
I can fail.
I can find peace.
I can create art.
I can drive a golf cart.
I can remember where I’ve been.
I can always use a Popsicle.
I can usually smell a rat.
I can seem vague.
I can care about others.
I can be happy 99% of the time.
I can take care of myself.
I can remember where my shoes are.
I can text.
I can go the distance sometimes.
I can party.
I can do my own laundry.
I can feel sorrow.
I can go kite flying when it’s windy.
I can be sedate.
I can try.
I can get up out of bed every morning 99% of the time.
I can heal myself.
I can recycle, reuse, and reduce.
I can forgive.
I can only go forward.
I can smell and taste.
I can remain silent.
I can understand some things.
I can go to the movies every week.
I can eat whatever I want.
I can be a taxicab driver twelve hours a day.
I can walk alone when I want to.
I can hear the wind.
I can use my mind.
I can be still.
I can walk to work.
I can generally tell a fake.
I can sometimes find what I’m looking for.
I can enjoy new experiences.
I can be blind.
I can believe in world peace.
I can sew, kind of.
I can never hurt anything.
I can walk to the park across the street whenever I want.
I can volunteer.
I can be compassionate.
I can sit with my eyes closed.
I can be patient.
I can afford to do whatever I want.
I can take a shower indoors or outdoors.
I can talk with almost anybody.
I can see.
I can make music.
I can clearly see where I’m going most of the time.
I can sometimes say the wrong thing.
I can wear whatever I want.
I can count to my age.
I can be flexible.
I can give to charity.
I can pray.
I can be polite.
I can see misery and pain.
I can have fun.
I can probably survive anything.
I can write another 600 words, but do you really want me to?
I can call my sisters anytime I want and probably get their voicemail.
I can survive a tornado.
I can skate a marathon.
I can shoot the breeze.
I can spell.
I can tell you where to go.
I can find a needle in a haystack.
I can learn.
I can grow.
I can play blackjack.
I can end this here and now.
682 words.
frank landfield
palm desert, ca
Mother’s day, 2010
www.hcz.org
Thursday, April 29, 2010
YAY!!!
http://www.mydesert.com/article/20100429/NEWS05/4290308/Desert+Ice+Castle+rink+expected+this+fall+in+Cathedral+City
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
dirty dishes
this is mostly about what i can't do, and less about other things.
i cannot leave dirty dishes in the sink overnight UNLESS they're submerged in soapy water so that when i finally do get around to washing them it will be easy.
i cannot use something and NOT return it to the place it belongs.
i cannot go to bed angry, hurt, or upset. or smelly.
i cannot sleep on an airplane.
i cannot cancel an appointment.
i cannot be late.
i cannot listen to nonsense.
i cannot have a conversation with a brick wall.
i cannot go to the beach without some expectations.
i cannot go to the beach without going barefoot.
i cannot remember the next thing i was going to say.
i cannot forget the first time i shot and killed another living creature.
i cannot inline skate any longer. LOVE my hips in one piece too much.
i cannot understand what that tea party is all about.
i cannot figure out our tax system.
i cannot recall the last time i was sad.
i cannot quite accept that i don't have as much money as i deserve.
i cannot remember the last bet i won.
i cannot find my keys. just kidding! of course i know exactly where they are!
i cannot look forward to going to the dentist.
i cannot imagine planet earth ever at peace.
i cannot stop volunteering.
i cannot attend a kid rock concert.
i cannot be accepted into the armed services. something about flat feet and not being able to do a sit-up, push-up, or pull-up.
i cannot see a thing without my glasses.
i cannot hear myself snoring. as far as i know, i don't.
i cannot wear my hair too long.
i cannot get off coke. original formula.
i cannot give up my screen actors guild membership. one day...
i cannot live in new york city unless my apartment costs ten million dollars, or more.
i cannot live in los angeles.
i cannot drive so well at night.
i cannot speed.
i cannot intentionally lie.
i cannot eat spicy thai food more than ten minutes away from a clean bathroom and shower.
i cannot walk a marathon, yet!
i cannot see my great-niece too much.
i cannot help people enough.
i cannot donate too much money.
i cannot transform without visiting israel.
i cannot go back.
i cannot change dramatically from who i am.
i cannot tell the future.
i cannot figure out soduku.
i cannot believe i am 56.
i cannot wait for universal health care.
i cannot stand rude people.
i cannot walk by a can without picking it up.
i cannot live in clutter.
i cannot shovel snow.
i cannot shop at target.
i cannot take too many cruises.
i cannot be responsible for the actions of others.
i cannot afford some of the toys i desperately want.
i cannot hate.
i cannot overpay for anything.
i cannot waste my time. or yours.
i cannot think of much else i cannot do although i know there are many.
i cannot end this without saying...
namaste.
:-)
on YouTube under "franklandfields"
www.coachellavalleydrumcircle.blogspot.com
www.hcz.org
palm desert, california
april, 2010
i cannot leave dirty dishes in the sink overnight UNLESS they're submerged in soapy water so that when i finally do get around to washing them it will be easy.
i cannot use something and NOT return it to the place it belongs.
i cannot go to bed angry, hurt, or upset. or smelly.
i cannot sleep on an airplane.
i cannot cancel an appointment.
i cannot be late.
i cannot listen to nonsense.
i cannot have a conversation with a brick wall.
i cannot go to the beach without some expectations.
i cannot go to the beach without going barefoot.
i cannot remember the next thing i was going to say.
i cannot forget the first time i shot and killed another living creature.
i cannot inline skate any longer. LOVE my hips in one piece too much.
i cannot understand what that tea party is all about.
i cannot figure out our tax system.
i cannot recall the last time i was sad.
i cannot quite accept that i don't have as much money as i deserve.
i cannot remember the last bet i won.
i cannot find my keys. just kidding! of course i know exactly where they are!
i cannot look forward to going to the dentist.
i cannot imagine planet earth ever at peace.
i cannot stop volunteering.
i cannot attend a kid rock concert.
i cannot be accepted into the armed services. something about flat feet and not being able to do a sit-up, push-up, or pull-up.
i cannot see a thing without my glasses.
i cannot hear myself snoring. as far as i know, i don't.
i cannot wear my hair too long.
i cannot get off coke. original formula.
i cannot give up my screen actors guild membership. one day...
i cannot live in new york city unless my apartment costs ten million dollars, or more.
i cannot live in los angeles.
i cannot drive so well at night.
i cannot speed.
i cannot intentionally lie.
i cannot eat spicy thai food more than ten minutes away from a clean bathroom and shower.
i cannot walk a marathon, yet!
i cannot see my great-niece too much.
i cannot help people enough.
i cannot donate too much money.
i cannot transform without visiting israel.
i cannot go back.
i cannot change dramatically from who i am.
i cannot tell the future.
i cannot figure out soduku.
i cannot believe i am 56.
i cannot wait for universal health care.
i cannot stand rude people.
i cannot walk by a can without picking it up.
i cannot live in clutter.
i cannot shovel snow.
i cannot shop at target.
i cannot take too many cruises.
i cannot be responsible for the actions of others.
i cannot afford some of the toys i desperately want.
i cannot hate.
i cannot overpay for anything.
i cannot waste my time. or yours.
i cannot think of much else i cannot do although i know there are many.
i cannot end this without saying...
namaste.
:-)
on YouTube under "franklandfields"
www.coachellavalleydrumcircle.blogspot.com
www.hcz.org
palm desert, california
april, 2010
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
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