Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

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  • 20060225-Speakest Thou

    Typing out blogs has been very rewarding for me thus far. I couldn’t even image how much karma I’ve have overcome over the years of being the strong silent type, a trait that I’ve might have inherited from Paw.

    And I am definitely not like Maw, who happens to be quite a hot-headed, brow-beating and yet loving and caring individual who still doesn’t understand herself why others don’t play to her expectations. I think we should fear and learn from older women.

    Never speaking much, keeping to oneself in quite solitude, avoiding noise and crowds, leaving the team work to others, I’ve come to realize that communication is important to me.

    This is not so much as to expose every bit of what would seem a drivel or ongoing mind talk; but I’d like to share a more personal expression of what one soul, one person could contribute to the public eye without fear of scrutiny or retribution for being me.

    Is this too much emphasis on ego? Yes! And, I’m much more than that girlfriend. Just wait and see (with two finger snaps in the air)!

    People talk too much-blah, blah and blah. I know I type too much-tic, tic and tic. Let’s just eliminate anything that depends on electrical energy and find out what would happen.

    No more electronic devices to power the words of the disinformation or the blabbering of ministries to confuse the already controlled populace. No more rice-rocket cars, gorilla-bar cycles or lion-roaring planes to ride on my already sensitive nerves. No more waving or consuming processed food stuff.

    We would actually learn to farm organically and honor live stock to feed smaller communities. People would actually talk, sing and commune with nature outdoors more often instead of indoors in front of the computer or television the whole day.

    If you live in the city or even suburbs, like myself, the hustle and bustle of everyday life here seem always busy compared to the more wide open spaces of the countryside. The sensation is indeed quite profound and I remember being able to tune into the earth much better. A total blackout in the suburbs is almost as close as being in the countryside. There is no buzz in the air, only calm.

    Is this all I have to say? Not really, for today is another nice weather and our fruit trees out back are starting to sprout their first blooms. I’ve taken a few more pictures and uploaded into this profile.

    The times have indeed changed and we all benefited from technological advancements to make our live easier. Without electrical energy to power this computer and my camera, blogging would not be possible for me. The time would be spent pretty much doing nothing but eating and sleeping.

    In addition, there is the happiness of talking to my parakeets. I think I’ll talk to my parakeets and give them a bath in the backyard. They might have something important to say-tweet, chirp and peep [translated as: We love you].

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    Saturday February 25, 2006 – 01:30pm (PST) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comments

  • 20060224-Too Close

    Personal space is considered at arms length. And I prefer to keep the distance between strangers that way. To avoid smelling their bad breath flying right into my nostrils and to reduce my chance of getting colds or flu-like symptoms are two good reasons not to get too close.

    The only time people would ever get within arms length of me is when my bad hearing cannot pick up a word they say. I’d find myself asking, “What?” Other times are to get to know the significant other up close and personal.

    Yesterday, a co-worker had a run into some nut ball from the sales department and claimed that the person was so close both would almost seem like they were going to kiss. So my co-worker, who happens to be happily married, had to push away that person who became embarrassed. I do not know if she reported to the supervisor.

    Another weird incident occurred when a co-worker of mine slammed his hand on my cubicle and became verbally loud to me that I told him off loudly in return somewhat half-heartedly and jokingly to avoid tripping him off further.

    Of course, he mentioned to me that I sounded like his whiny wife and that he wanted us to get married. Some people truly need a reality check. He is divorced, of course. And I ended up reporting to the supervisor what had transpired.

    Closeness is for needy people who want to have healthy relationships; while connecting is for sharing people who need to form healthy relationships. Am I making myself clear here?

    Both stories above are true and happen to be good examples of how being too close in a physical sense is not very conducive in a working environment. I often wonder if the hardly reliable (H/R) people are aware that the supervisors have received complaints. But who cares, right?

    Now getting too personal is another tricky scenario. With the internet being used for all sorts of dis/information sharing activities, it is no wonder that being online is more popular than ever before.

    We may have found our new black box, the former television. Instead of watching media driven programming on popular cable news stations, where we sit hours on end with remote control in one hand and beverage or food in the other, we get to participate with other online users.

    We find ourselves wanting to be close to certain organizations or groups of people that meet our expectations and who may hold answers to our never ending questions. I think this is called information sharing.

    How do we know if what we encounter online is real if we are not there first hand to experience what the other person alleges to have happened? It’s hard to say and leaves the inquirer probably more confused than enlightened afterwards, I suppose.

    For example, would anyone believe me if I shared my near miss accident on the highway with a large, black SUV, which was trying to cut me off at high speed? This blond lady has all the time in the world to speed up ahead of the far right line on northbound 880. Instead she chose to signal her intentions to piss me off. I sped out from behind her and went ahead of the slow moving traffic.

    In another example, would anyone believe me if moronic kids/adults alike spat out their windows in my direction as I drove happily on the road minding my own business? I have fingered individuals many times for spitting out their windows of their vehicles.

    So this goes to show, that for the most part, information provided by the originator(s) of the source(s) could be disinformation unless witnessed by more than one person. Providing visual and audio evidence is much better than testimonials. Because no-one in their “right” mind would believe a kook, a nut ball, a weirdo, right?

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

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  • 20060220-Well Being

    Eating and resting the body well does rejuvenate the spirit. I don’t know how many times I’ve been told to eat well and stop polluting my body. But do I ever listen to my own body, let along others who take notice of me?

    I’ve been reading articles on how to detoxify the body and cleanse the liver. I’ve put on these extra pounds (thanks to my good eating from Maw’s cooking and lack of good exercise) and those are now located in my thighs and buttocks.

    These past few weeks I now have this very hot, red dry skin that leads to rashes and such. It’s annoying but I have been hydrating with plenty of liquid, which happens to be my daily coffee habit and bottled waters, along with juice of orange or lemon found in the refrigerator at home. I tried taking hot showers, use strong soaps and scrub the affected areas with pumice stone but to no avail.

    Frequent rests and sleep are something that I do well without practice. I’ve noticed that when I eat too much carbohydrate I tend to get sleepy as the blood from my brain leaves to digest food below. Or if I get those occasional energy drains from unknown sources, I get sleepy and have to lie down.

    So this day my window was wide open and that crisp, clean air billowed into my bedroom and allowed for the almost entire day of rest. How does she do it? It’s easy when there is no distraction or care in the world for this very spoiled brat, which I am.

    So it’s up to my big brain to start the computer programming of living well and being kinder to myself.

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    Monday February 20, 2006 – 02:07am (PST) Edit | Delete | Permanent Link | 0 Comments