June 2010
11 posts
The Feeling Wheel
I’m supposed to be learning the whole 360 of the Feeling Wheel. There’s enough for a whole wheel? Who knew! I always thought there were only two, Happy (read as manic) or Sad (read as sad, depressed or “hello, … my foot … is on … the … ledge!”).
But no, my therapist insists there are more. As proof, he gave me a chart*. In the middle of the Feeling...
Everyone's Fancy
I love magazines. Everything about them. Even the ads; hate TV commercials, read magazine ads. Go figure.
There is a magazine for everything and anything, for everybody and their sisters. I first realized this about 25 years ago when I was up late one night (3 am!) with my brother watching TV and a commercial for the magazine Cat Fancy came on. It had cute, prancing kittens playing to cute,...
I know what I want to be when I grow up … a kid.
Cat Scratching 201
I don’t believe in de-clawing cats. What if they get outside and have to do a little “pata a pata” (the cat equivalent of mano a mano)? Those soft little paw pads do nothing without the miniature, but nonetheless razorsharp talons held between them. A de-clawed cat would be left with nothing but wit, charm and stern reprimands as defense against rabies-carrying rats, raccoons,...
Stories to Look Forward to
Get set little grasshoppers! Here are some of the exciting posts to come in the near future:
Why I decided to blog - because I’m long-winded, love to talk, but don’t want to drive people bonkers or feel bad when they tell me to shut up or simply walk away from me …
Why I don’t work a stage (aside from the fact that I’m not funny) - because I’m not quick and my...
“I am neither a pessimist nor an optimist. I am a realist. My glass is half empty...”
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—gregamoswrites
The Launching, 3 ... 2 ... 1 ...
Ok, here we go. Off and blogging. This will casually be known as “Further Adventures ….” It’ll be about all the dopey stuff I stumble into, plus all the dopey stuff that occurs to me (the wheels on the bus go round and round). Believe you me, that’s a lot of dopey stuff. Hopefully you’ll enjoy it and will laugh at me as much as I laugh at me and with me as much...
A Good Soaking at Cocalico Creek
The day started phenomenally well. The sun was shining, birds were singing, flowers were blooming. Love was in the air.
I was up at 5:30 am - a tremendous victory in and of itself - doing pushups and situps. Showered, shaved. Fed the cats. Licked the spoon. Was on my bike (a mean Buell Ulysses XB12X (don’t those call letters just give you a sexual charge? It’s market research.)) by...
“There is no spoon”
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—Little bald kid, then Neo in The Matrix
