Today has been a fun day. Jf and Sylvia came by for a visit, and young Sylvie had a lot of fun playing with Jazzy. The words “dog” and “ball” got quite a workout in her near constant talking.
I don't have the foggiest idea as to what the purpose of this blog will be. So I will muddle along and see where it takes me. If you are bored enough to take this journey with me, then I pity you and welcome you all at once.
Since I almost always post a photo with my blog entries, I often have to take a picture of myself to illustrate a point. It occurred to me the other day that I’ve never used a mirror to do so. Usually, I’ll set the 10 second timer and set up the camera with my handy gorillapod to get the shot I need. Judging by this mirror shot, I should probably stick to that method. Or I could wipe the toothpaste spackle (it’s the Sonicare toothbrush’s fault!) off the mirror more than twice a year.
I want you to close your eyes and take a deep breath. Slow down. Focus for a minute on your other senses. Listen for the faintest sound, deeply inhale the delicious aroma of your cup of coffee. Feel the temperature of the room and the slightest touch under your fingertips. Take it all in and enjoy the feeling. Now I want you to think about an exposed spot on your skin, just behind your right ear but a little lower. It’s a quiet spot, and one that you don’t normally notice despite the sensitive invisible hairs that feel the slightest sensation. Bring all of your attention to that one place, for it is about to get attention of another sort. Suddenly you feel a tingle, right after you detect a faint buzzing behind your head. You tense up, because it’s not the loud, annoying drone of a fly, but a stealthy buzz that’s far more menacing. A mosquito, ready to puncture your skin with its sharp needle. Your right hand twitches, ready to slap at the spot and eliminate the threat before it strikes. But this is my experiment, and your job is to try not to slap or scratch your neck, no matter how much it itches. Concentrate on stopping yourself, and be careful not to scratch unconsciously when you start doing something else. It really shouldn’t be that difficult. After all, there is no mosquito. Good luck!
I’m a strong sleeper these days, for the most part. And that’s something I really don’t take for granted. But there are nights when, for some unknown reason, I wake up in the middle of the night and just can’t seem to fall back asleep. Invariably, it’s within a few minutes of 4:00 a.m. I don’t know how or why, but it is. The only time it varies is in the summer, when it is sometimes at 3:00. In any case, my mind is usually working a peak capacity at these times, so I’m flush with ideas and can work through logistical and creative problems with ease. So I’m contemplating an experiment where I train myself to go to sleep much earlier (9:00 p.m. or so) and wake up at 4:00 a.m. on purpose. Then I’ll get some work done on my various projects. I’m a little worried about messing up my quality sleeping pattern, but think the potential reward could be worth it. I’ll let you know how it works out, perhaps with a 4:00 a.m. post.
It’s time for something new on this blog... and this is it! A post without a photo. Yup, that’s all I can come up with for innovation. Today’s post is a top 10 list of my favorite scripted television shows. I personally think there is a lot of good television these days, so it wasn’t hard come up with these 10: