Sex, lives and video
The original title for this posting was ‘This and that’, but hits on my blog have slowed so….thus the search engine tag of sex & video, that will draw more hits. Sorry, but my mind has been elsewhere for a few weeks and the news is what it is, SSDD. And it is very hard to get excited about the upcoming presidential primary’s. We know who the Democrat’s will nominate and the Republicans have given up and scraped the bottom of the barrel for there representative. The RNC just needed someone to oppose Obama not beat him so they have done an admirable job of presenting candidates that excite no one. Thus the lack of meat for me to gnaw on and spit out with my verbal abuse.
Also the Occupy wall street movement seems to be in winter recess. Yes there are still the die hards out there causing trouble and even in Fairbanks a hardy few are still camped out at -20 trying to overthrow big business. But for the most part, across the country, they are inside there parents homes staying warm.
So what is there to write about. I could talk about the fact that Christmas was fast approaching. But to open that topic may reveal some personal pain so we will try and stay away from that. As far as my last posting about the severe weather it ended up, ‘much ado about nothing’. We hardy souls here on the homestead had some strong winds and maybe half a foot of snow. I say strong winds because today Rose and Kara were talking about how heavy the winds were last night. Whereas I didn’t hear much, probably because my hearing is shot, and my anemometer said the winds were only around 22 mph. Of course it must be pointed out I just erected the wind gauge at only 20 something feet and it is surrounded by trees. So (((once again))) they were probably right.
I did visit a neighbor and he is in the first stages of cabin fever. (We are now around 4 hours or less of daylight.) He is a former Marine who has lived alone out here for many years, and he was bemoaning the lack of purpose in his life out here in the woods. He like everyone else that lives ‘in the woods’, after a certain time finds things to do to occupy and stimulate our minds. The woman here at 51 mile say that for me I am stuck in a routine. I don’t know if its old age or what, but I find if I do certain things at certain times my days are fulfilled. I look forward to time spent editing video, talking on the ham radio and writing for my blog and yes my late morning visit with them over some coffee. But I have also felt this year for the first time my routine adapting to the lack in daylight. This adaption has given me less time for the things I enjoy, but for some reason I cannot change back to my normal sleep cycle.
It could be cabin fever
I am emulating the bears.