This week I have not school. Yipee! Spring Break. Ok, I admit it does not ring with all the excitement it did years ago. No wild parties, no crazy aimless road trips – just another week.
I decided to organize my little room up here. My dad painted the dresser my friend gave me and it’s empty drawers just begged to be filled. It never ceases to amaze me how much crap I can accumulate.
Life is full of beginnings and endings. Perhaps it is really a circle without begging or end. I don’t really know. Great fodder for the brain to dwell on.
The past few months have been full of beginnings and endings. We watched the kids exchange rings on the beach. So full of expectation, innocence, belief, and excitement. The knowing, the automatic assumption without thought really that life is good – the harbinger of youth. A beginning. I miss my reckless youth.
A few friends have left us here without them too. Is that an ending or a beginning?
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How I think – is my though process different than the norm?
It dawned on me that I process information like a logic tree or something similar. Then again I can get stuck in a major do loop 🙂
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I spend a lot of time reading blogs and such. Lately my brain is not functioning in top gear. It seems after all the changes with blogger many blogs seem like one big run on sentence to me. Long paragraphs if there are paragraphs. In my news reader many of the words are stuck together. (In my reader manyof the words are stuck together). I then head for the site as I have enough troubles taking it all in as it is.
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“Firework” Lyrics
Do you ever feel like a plastic bag,
Drifting through the wind
Wanting to start again?
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards,
One blow from caving in?
Do you ever feel already buried deep?
6 feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing
Do you know that there’s still a chance for you
‘Cause there’s a spark in you
You just gotta ignite, the light, and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July
‘Cause baby you’re a firework
Come on, show ’em what you’re worth
Make ’em go “Oh, oh, oh”
As you shoot across the sky-y-y
Baby, you’re a firework
Come on, let your colours burst
Make ’em go “Oh, oh, oh”
You’re gonna leave ’em goin’ “Oh, oh, oh”
You don’t have to feel like a wasted space
You’re original, cannot be replaced
If you only knew what the future holds
After a hurricane comes a rainbow
Maybe your reason why all the doors are closed
So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will glow
And when it’s time, you’ll know
You just gotta ignite, the light, and let it shine
Just own the night like the 4th of July
‘Cause baby you’re a firework
Come on, show ’em what you’re worth
Make ’em go “Oh, oh, oh”
As you shoot across the sky-y-y
Baby, you’re a firework
Come on, let your colours burst
Make ’em go “Oh, Oh, Oh”
You’re gonna leave ’em goin’ “Oh, oh, oh”
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
It’s always been inside of you, you, you
And now it’s time to let it through-ough-ough
‘Cause baby you’re a firework
Come on, show ’em what you’re worth
Make ’em go “Oh, Oh, Oh”
As you shoot across the sky-y-y
Baby, you’re a firework
Come on, let your colours burst
Make ’em go “Oh, Oh, Oh”
You’re gonna leave ’em goin’ “Oh, oh, oh”
Boom, boom, boom
Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon
Boom, boom, boom
Ok another post about – well – err – nothing much as that is what goes on around here much of the time.
The title of this blog was chosen as a joke back at a friend that started when I was reading one (yes he has more than one) doctorate thesis paper (or whatever you call em) any way I could not remember what bifurcate meant and he and his wife my friend Shelley (she died of lung cancer in 2011) teased me about it. I really do not have a solid written in stone purpose for this blog.
I mentioned in a comment on a blog that I have not been able to just hit the delete button on this blog – I mean it really is a record of what the “what the heck was I thinking stuff” and my journey through time. Unless something really nasty awful or a data disaster hits I probably will never hit the delete key. Through the years post have disappeared when data became garbled or hackers made it to the database. Things were not as easily secured a few years back – the platform is much improved now.
Many times through the years it has crossed my mind hee hee . …
Now to the what has kmilyun been doing?
Same thing different day is most likely the correct answer. The side path of the month seems to be playing the xbox games. There is one game that I really enjoy playing for lots of reasons.
It challenges my brain to hold onto info. It is one of those games that builds upon what actions/reactions your character has made along the time frame. This means to have any chance of winning I must remember things that other characters have said or done. I have already played two of the trilogy of Mass Effect. The internet chatter is alive with the news that my character no matter what they do is gonna die in this final chapter in the story line. Now that truly really sucks.
If my character walks through a hallway and over hears a statement like “we need to get the plans for . …” I can bet that later one (maybe a few hours of play time) somewhere I will come across the plans for . … and then I need to remember where I over heard the original statement – and if I do – yeah I get a reward if I deliver the goods.
It also is very detailed and the depth of the coding the programming amazes me. Universes, Galaxies, and planets. To win I need to learn and remember a bunch of things about different alien (to earth) races. Their cultures, history, locations of major cities. Are they in galaxy X or? Friend or foe? Can I work it so they will be on my side? Each and every conversion has possibilities – which response gains the most points or good will. It all comes together in order to well win the game LOL.
There really is evidence out there that game playing helps with critical thinking and creative problem solving. Here is a word for yah: A positive stress over a negative – in one word eustress.
My Pathetic Scores
The adaptive swim class started up so on Tuesdays and Thursdays I have a long morning. Adaptive PE starts at 11am and then followed by the swim class. The weather has made it rather a pain in the arse really. Since the pool is kept covered and the “normal” swim class before ours seems not to swim when it is rainy looking out there – the cover is on until our teach and her aids uncover it. You end up with too warm of water for me and freaking cold air with a breeze or wind.
I end up doing the too hot now too cold thing the whole class period. Amazing how a few degrees warmer water temps effect my body. Then when I get out it is so freaking cold well . …
Billy’s son my fishing pal Brandon is coming late tonight with his gal Marissa. I am excited about seeing them! Very cool I think that the chose to spend their spring break here with us. I just hope they get here and over the pass safely. Not to be an old worry wart but it might be snowing and the sierra’s can be no joke at times.
That is all I have for now. Mikey just showed up for dinner and then we shall await the arrival of the kiddo’s.