Holy mole! I just replied to one of the forum thread `Twenty Ten Theme` and my response number is a triple-digit of 222!
All I said was that I love this WordPress.com and that I wanted `time-date` stamps for each blog entry so that my `readers` could know the approximate TIME I’ve published my precious thoughts!
Is that too much to ask for someone who got tired of editing her CSS stylesheet?
Who are you? What are you? What do you want from me? Hello!
I’ve edited three of my orgone pages to include linkbacks to my Flickr.com account:
The images are `medium` in size and are much larger and easier to view with the current theme : `Twenty Ten by the WordPress team`.
I’ve edited the same three pages on my other weblog site : Living with Orgone, too. It appeared that the captions were switched between the two of my `before` and `after` photos under the `Comparison` page. Hahaha!
Yippie! Last night I was lurking around on my favorite forum discussion board. It has taken a new appearance! The top navigation bar has eight selections with some drop-down menu features. The header has its logo on the left and an ad on the right. And the rest are contents.
What I like about the sidebar are the `png` buttons for the newsletter, feed, Twitter, Facebook and YouTube. The search bar is directly below. I tried to see if I could find a site logo for my Flickr account but it’s not allowed. I found one for YouTube but it’s too square.
So I’ve squeezed eight widgets on the four `footer widget area`.
First Footer Widget Area:
Second Footer Widget Area:
Third Footer Widget Area:
Fourth Footer Widget Area:
Notice how the titles to the first and second rows of widgets line up almost perfect in terms of height. I like how the `orange-small.png` icons for the RSS links line up perfectly above the gray-colored `WordPress.png` logo below and how similar the sizes are for these two `png` images.
“What’s the price of your soul?” Would you climb the ladder of success for fame and fortune? Would that mean stepping over others to get what you want? Do you really need to feed your family the fruits of your labor through blood, sweat or tears?
Why not show mercy, love and kindness instead of sacrifices, hatred and anger? What would you leave behind as a remembrance to others? Would you embrace the light and leave others in the dark? Would you continue climbing up the snake or leave everything behind and follow your heart?
Over the Labor Day weekend, the television was tuned to FoxNews. The panel of eggheads were discussing an issue about a cyclist suing the government over the drug abuse/usage of a popular cyclist. To me, it was `business as usual`.
They mocked how whistleblowers are wasting their time and money by trying to get the government to pass judgement in favor of those who don’t do illegal activities, such as steroids. They challenged the whistleblowers to go to the police and the media and, get this, write a book and make a profit from the knowledge and experience.
You know what? I already mentioned that stuff in my previous blog entry.
This morning the usual JackBoots were handing out traffic tickets. This time is the familiar white, mini-SUV. Yesterday, was a gray-blue, commerical sedan, which to my right while waiting for the streetlights to turn green. And older lady in front of me dared not to scoot in front of the parked car.
Yesterday, the boss questioned why my last name was covered with ugly tape. I said that I wanted to change my last name when I got married. He misheard and said a congratulations to me and then later asked when was the big day. I told him that it was only in my dreams.
Yesterday, the two recruiters from the human resources department came by my desk and asked why my last name is now visible to more spooks who would dare use MY backdoor to enter and exit this god-forsaken building. I pointed to the boss and told them that it fell off.
`Andy` is a old, white guy with red-colored, lobster face. His side kick is a skinny, white boy with smooth skin, which has lots of brown dots, not freckles. This boy wears glasses and has a small head unlike his big-headed boss.
While en route to this morning’s mass, I saw two baby trees. I thought to myself: “If only the community would take the extra time to water their neighbor’s plant, that would make a more lush garden for all to enjoy.”
Yesterday had some big, horizontal clouds forming in the evening. And now this morning is cold with an overcast of white clouds and the smell of pending rain. I was thinkng that maybe the rain could come and water the baby trees and provide some water to the parched lands and animals, too.
Last Thursday evening, I was feeling VERY groggy and `sensed` that maybe `someone` was working on me. The feeling that night was like being drained of energy – not exhaustion but relaxed. I then felt tickling sensations – twice – on my left thyroid area. Then I decided to retire for the night.
After learning about hypothyroidism from a commentator of my blog entries recently and after recalling how a doctor mentioned a slightly enlarged right thyroid long ago, I imagined that maybe I could `stimulate` my left thyroid to help `boost` the overworked right thyroid. I tried this imaginary `healing session` during my walks outdoors during my breaks and lunches last week.
Yup. I’m slowly going blind. It’s my age and ancestry, too. From 10:30am to 12:15pm, I drove, waited and spoke with the eyeball doctor and staff. The doctor’s handshake was ever so GENTLE. He’s a surgeon, too.
The numbers are 22 on the lazy left eye and 20 on the right eye. That numbers are supposed to mean that it’s borderline glaucoma but not high enough for treatment with surgery and/or eye drops, which is supposed to lower the IOP – Inter-Ocular Pressure.
He suggested I get exercise. I thought to myself: “My eyeballs must be overweight, too.” I have two follow-up appointments on my optic nerves. I saw the photos of the blood vessels, which looked bigger on the left than on the right.
Long ago the boy was with the girl during a meal, I told his rather plainly:
“You are perfect!”
And this is how people should be – perfect from the moment of birth, if not conception. Look at how cute babies are and how joyful toddlers become as little children. They are like angels until they grow horns like devils.
Tall, short. Dark, light. Thin, fat. Rich, poor. Smart, dumb. Straight, curved. Male, female. Naughty, nice. Happy, sad. Social, loner. Human, reptoid.
Whatever your situation or self-image: You are perfect. Just go with the flow and accept your uniqueness. Don’t step on the toes of each other, though: It’s not nice.
I’ve been tweaking my other weblog site: Living with Orgone by customizing the menus.
There four pages under the parent or (`Home`) page:
Besides my four sites located in the `Primary (or top) Navigation` bar, there is an `Orgone` page, along with it four sub-pages.
My one and only [first] post – Hello World! – has also been edited to one greeting and two simple questions:
Again, I’ve modeled the layout based on my favorite, online spiritual resource for Catholics. I’ve been using `Flynn’s Orgone` and `Living with Orgone` interchangeably.