I spent last evening hooking up my new shoulder holster and thinking bout Appleseeds this year. Haven't scheduled myself, since I am awaiting the results of more medical knowledge about myself than I ever wanted to know. Need to contact the VA, and get them on board as I seem to fall apart right before my eyes. Not really falling apart, just feels that way. Medical adventures.
Does seem to coincide with my trashing on the multi-player game, I keep forgetting how weak I am currently, so I just changed my avatar to an old, really old version. My efforts to rebuild power and strength are hampered by my self delusion of power and greatness just two weeks ago.
Woke from a dream of taking a young man to the shooting range, could put that back on my calendar. I terminated my Sunday school and AWANA coach positions until I am resolved to be a great one. The children don't deserve distracted adults as teachers. I am sure I will miss them more than they will miss me.
Can't eat, drink coffee nor lots of water... I will ponder the world news on Japanese Public Broadcasting.
Thursday, March 14, 2019
Tuesday, March 12, 2019
Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Better speak up and move on to discuss and confron...
Earl's View, focus on the front sight: Better speak up and move on to discuss and confron...: I have some medical adventures in my near future and they are troublesome but not anything for me to fear. I don't fear a lot, maybe ...
Better speak up and move on to discuss and confront the fears of others...
I have some medical adventures in my near future and they are troublesome but not anything for me to fear. I don't fear a lot, maybe that no one will love me, but lonely could be my normal, Solo man.
But I noticed as I failed to replace my shield on my game city and I was attacked and looted by the enemy thirteen times - totally taking my supplies, killing all but a million of my troops, and those are all wounded and will cost time, gold and supplies to heal. So I almost quit, but I have half a year to go to finish my improved city, so I don't and with help from my allies and frugal play, I start to recover and rebuild. The biggest problem is the almost total loss of a million t5 fighters. They cost a lot in maintenance but are deadly when used at the proper time. Only a game so it doesn't matter much, does it.
In the bigger picture, the end of America, in whatever it means to everyone everywhere, is very close. First the Media and the politicians spread fears to move the people away from taking care of themselves and the nation. That was once the standard, sung about in myths and legends of our pioneers and forefathers. A truth unwritten was of families and communities, united to battle nature and monsters all under a God by all names. Now, I don't need to name the forces against that image, but you know it isn't your grandfather's America any longer. The country is made up of folks that still work, worship and worry - that has always been a foundation, but this blanket of tales, fables, lies and promises props up the idea that the government can fix everything. Government seems to have replaced God and your own strength of love. And government doesn't believe in God nor love, since they can't be bought, stored and sold.
But the media does, like the devil, worm and worry into the depths of minds locked into its visual message. Sex, alcohol, smoking, driving fast, looking cool, cruel jokes and pranks, promotion of struggle and domination of others to fulfill your desires... all in beauty and living color.
It is time to say what we think, should think and to wish others the peace beyond understanding.
If the fearful convince others that another law will stop the evil, then they don't understand that no laws have ever won, only the spirit can win - the holy spirit. I don't want a law against stupidity, for it would not make anyone love others more than self. We can be anything we want to be, we should be kind and gentle. Go with the LORD, not with the LOUD.
But I noticed as I failed to replace my shield on my game city and I was attacked and looted by the enemy thirteen times - totally taking my supplies, killing all but a million of my troops, and those are all wounded and will cost time, gold and supplies to heal. So I almost quit, but I have half a year to go to finish my improved city, so I don't and with help from my allies and frugal play, I start to recover and rebuild. The biggest problem is the almost total loss of a million t5 fighters. They cost a lot in maintenance but are deadly when used at the proper time. Only a game so it doesn't matter much, does it.
In the bigger picture, the end of America, in whatever it means to everyone everywhere, is very close. First the Media and the politicians spread fears to move the people away from taking care of themselves and the nation. That was once the standard, sung about in myths and legends of our pioneers and forefathers. A truth unwritten was of families and communities, united to battle nature and monsters all under a God by all names. Now, I don't need to name the forces against that image, but you know it isn't your grandfather's America any longer. The country is made up of folks that still work, worship and worry - that has always been a foundation, but this blanket of tales, fables, lies and promises props up the idea that the government can fix everything. Government seems to have replaced God and your own strength of love. And government doesn't believe in God nor love, since they can't be bought, stored and sold.But the media does, like the devil, worm and worry into the depths of minds locked into its visual message. Sex, alcohol, smoking, driving fast, looking cool, cruel jokes and pranks, promotion of struggle and domination of others to fulfill your desires... all in beauty and living color.
It is time to say what we think, should think and to wish others the peace beyond understanding.
If the fearful convince others that another law will stop the evil, then they don't understand that no laws have ever won, only the spirit can win - the holy spirit. I don't want a law against stupidity, for it would not make anyone love others more than self. We can be anything we want to be, we should be kind and gentle. Go with the LORD, not with the LOUD.
Tuesday, March 5, 2019
Earl's View, focus on the front sight: I have been a member of the YMCA for a bit...
Earl's View, focus on the front sight: I have been a member of the YMCA for a bit...: Originally, I went to work out, jotted my times, weights and exercises down on scrap papers and was content. Did a lot more talking to old...
I have been a member of the YMCA for a bit...
Originally, I went to work out, jotted my times, weights and exercises down on scrap papers and was content. Did a lot more talking to old men and looking at people, But it was good. Then they introduced me to ActivTrax and I was able to add stuff and log in and see progress and the computer monitored and encouraged me to different exercises and improvements. There was a coach looking through another screen periodically to tweak my performance, ha, ha.It didn't do everything, and was clunky and getting behind the folks with handheld Digital Distraction Devices (personal links to Chinese Communists and American NSA and FBI). Don't believe me, ask Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton. Anyway, the users of such devices looked for an app to link the potential of the YMCA program to the modern folks that never look around, and found something with eGym , and I was encouraged to get the app, log on and work out. I would be modern enlightened and in the best shape ever. Well, maybe it wasn't going to be that great. Under the old system they posted a big hanging board and listed the top twenty members in five different categories, it was prideful to want to be one of the top five in every category, so they dropped that from the ActivTrax days. No one needs public humiliation to motivate performance, you just can't do that to this fool.
Not being iSmart phone smart, I have an Android by Samsung, I was only using the Calculator and the new eGym app, but it didn't work well, consistantly nor was it helpful. So after three days of frustration I quit. I did send them a support request, but I am done. I can go to the YMCA with my small clip board leave my device on the desk at home and not worry about it. Never thought being part of a herd was a good thing, still don't.
Liberty with the LORD, I don't need an app to be there and be square. When you start to realize that the entertainment and news productions on our devices (TV, Cable and such) are improved when one takes out the advertisement showers that interrupt us constantly, it become clear that a steady stream of music for background and a good book will win our hearts and minds before the silly folks.
See, I am happy again. Take care out there, God and I love y'all... not sure about the rest of 'em.
Thursday, February 21, 2019
Earl's View, focus on the front sight: New Challenges... another medical adventure... don...
Earl's View, focus on the front sight: New Challenges... another medical adventure... don...: Just that my last body scan showed NO cancer anywhere (GOOD!) so being a great medical tech the man looking at the scan noted that I have ...
New Challenges... another medical adventure... don't worry nothing wrong yet.
Just that my last body scan showed NO cancer anywhere (GOOD!) so being a great medical tech the man looking at the scan noted that I have cirrhosis of the liver. Okay, off to see a new doctor about the new information. A consult. Being an old man, I didn't have the doctor's name, nor the address beyond the block it was on, so three building and all three floors of the last building, I was at the correct place on time.
Fill out paperwork, meet doctor, discuss the potential problem and what tests I should do to keep ahead of my end. No cure, I understand. But also, none of the potential problems with my liver as it is now. So I am scheduled for some tests, a lot of new blood tests looking for any irregularity caused by a failing liver and a fat old man. Lucky me, the tech didn't close until four, so I went over and she got all the tubes and equipment for the draw.
I sat down, took my sleeves up on both arms, she went for the veins on the left arm after asking which hand I used normally. She got the vein, and started the draw - filling three large, two half size and one tiny one third one. The conversation started getting weird, I was almost sure she was practicing her charms on me, flirting to distract me or something. Now I am so old, I am almost certain there is no way she was flirting, we aren't in the South where it is a duty for young ladies to charm harmless old gentlemen. No we are in the Great NorthWest and women aren't that crazy up here. And I wouldn't know flirting if it hit me... it would have to knock me over and that isn't going to happen.
I am old and she had finished and she said I looked pretty tough with my sleeves rolled up (???) and then some other stuff that I am sure I didn't hear correctly. But I said good-bye, and went out to see the clerk and get my stuff for my next visit mid March. I guess if I have to do a biography I should just refer the writer to my medical records. I was advised by a YMCA member to check with VA if there is damage, seems Agent Orange is easier if your organs are coming apart since you didn't spend a long time drinking your life away.
Well, I did twenty miles on a bike ride today, 3.1 miles of rowing and half a mile of walking without a limp and no pain nor tightening in my hip. See, I think I am fine, still smiling that I would think a young woman would flirt with me. Good night, off to soak my feet.
Fill out paperwork, meet doctor, discuss the potential problem and what tests I should do to keep ahead of my end. No cure, I understand. But also, none of the potential problems with my liver as it is now. So I am scheduled for some tests, a lot of new blood tests looking for any irregularity caused by a failing liver and a fat old man. Lucky me, the tech didn't close until four, so I went over and she got all the tubes and equipment for the draw.
I sat down, took my sleeves up on both arms, she went for the veins on the left arm after asking which hand I used normally. She got the vein, and started the draw - filling three large, two half size and one tiny one third one. The conversation started getting weird, I was almost sure she was practicing her charms on me, flirting to distract me or something. Now I am so old, I am almost certain there is no way she was flirting, we aren't in the South where it is a duty for young ladies to charm harmless old gentlemen. No we are in the Great NorthWest and women aren't that crazy up here. And I wouldn't know flirting if it hit me... it would have to knock me over and that isn't going to happen.
I am old and she had finished and she said I looked pretty tough with my sleeves rolled up (???) and then some other stuff that I am sure I didn't hear correctly. But I said good-bye, and went out to see the clerk and get my stuff for my next visit mid March. I guess if I have to do a biography I should just refer the writer to my medical records. I was advised by a YMCA member to check with VA if there is damage, seems Agent Orange is easier if your organs are coming apart since you didn't spend a long time drinking your life away.
Well, I did twenty miles on a bike ride today, 3.1 miles of rowing and half a mile of walking without a limp and no pain nor tightening in my hip. See, I think I am fine, still smiling that I would think a young woman would flirt with me. Good night, off to soak my feet.
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