The beauty of having a really great radio station in my area (WNCW 88.7) is that I get to hear music I might not if ….I didn’t have a really great radio station in my area.
They play this band quite often.
Good stuff….Mandolin Orange.
Here’s a live performance…..
Here’s a nice video about a woman living in a yurt on some friend’s land up in Canada.
It made me think about the things we do to support the things we have.
Maybe that’s part of being a “grownup”?
We have….and pay for the things we have….by working.
We have, sometimes, because we work.
Why else would we buy things except that maybe we deserve them….because we work so hard?
And….how do we find free or cheap things that suit our needs when we’re spending all our time at work?
That’s a conundrum.
You can’t buy back time.
But…I like to make hay while the sun is shining….so I’ll ride this gravy train as long as the wheels stay on the tracks.
I like to take care of my family’s needs….as best I can.
That’s worth a lot.
Ahhhhhhhh….it’s pretty straightforward.
Just work….and fit all the rest of the stuff we claim as “life” around it.
Right?
The video is by “Exploring Alternatives”…..excellent videos that can be found HERE !
I’m tired when I finish a day of driving the mail around.
Coming out of town on my way home from work, I must not have jumped on the transition from 20 mph to 55 mph quick enough, because a guy on a motorcycle pulled up fast on my tail and then zoomed around me.
Kind of startled me.
I thought, “Man! Look at that guy go!! WHAT’S HIS HURRY?!”
I wondered if I’d catch up with him later.
When I got to the next big curve, he was climbing out of the ditch, his bike on its side….down by the trees.
He’d gotten there long enough before I did that a couple of people had already stopped their cars, asking him if he was OK.
When he passed me just a little earlier, he was proving a good point.
I was going too slow.
His moving argument lost most of its potency when he put it in the ditch a quarter mile farther up the road, though.
My goal is to make it home.
That’s it.
Just make it through and make it home.
I just want to, like my Dad used to say, “keep it between the fenceposts”.
That dude lost it.
Man.
I’m glad I don’t zoom around everybody.
A lot of the movies that I encourage Jenny to watch with me aren’t much good.
This wasn’t one of those.
This was one of the good ones.
A father, dealing with PTSD, lives out in the forest with his daughter.
When the authorities discover them living on public land, they are placed in living situations that lack the freedom they pursued in the woods.
The daughter responds positively to a “normal” lifestyle….the father needs to get back to the forest.
I guess that’s sort of a spoiler, isn’t it?
Sorry.
This was such a good and….”real”….movie.
I highly recommend this one.
(AND!! OH….AND!! WATCH FOR A MICHAEL HURLEY CAMEO ABOUT 2/3 OF THE WAY OR SO THROUGH!! OLD MAN (NOW) SINGING A TUNE AROUND THE CAMPFIRE. YOU KNOW IT’S A GOOD MOVIE WHEN THEY KNOW ABOUT MICHAEL HURLEY!)
Hah!
Check this out!
First year of college…first roommate ever…David Biemiller!
Here’s a couple of videos that he did with his band, Terra Free.
The videos were done by a guy named Ty Roberts.
1985!
That was a while ago, huh?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7A-4W0k6xBA
I’ve corresponded with this guy some….back in the day.
Nice guy.
Used to send out CD’s of survival information….for free….just to help folks in their “prepping”.
It’s good to be prepared.
I never buried a bus, though.
Not yet….at least.
Give me time and a good backhoe…I’ll see what I can do.
Jenny saw one of these for sale out of Canada the other day and asked, “how about this for a mail van?”
I told her it was too weird and probably hard to find parts for it.
Maybe I was wrong.
I should have trusted her intuition.
Apparently, the mail carriers in Canada use a lot of these….and, occasionally, you see them for sale to us here in the states.
Big old knobby tires….4-wheel drive….diesel.
Mitsubishi Delica?
Might be kind of cool.
Might be perfect for what I do.
If Jenny sees me out in the side yard….brain tanning roadkill deer hides to make a mountain man costume….I suppose that she’d be upset with me.
I have other things that need to be addressed before I take off for the woods and a life of reckless adventure.
No matter how appealing it seems to be out in the woods trapping a bunch of animals with all my dude buddies….I have family stuff to do that’s a whole lot more appealing and pressing.
I love Jeremiah Johnson….the movie.
That’s some amazing stuff.
And….this is kind of cool that these guys have all this knowledge and skill.
It is COOL!
But….I have other things to do and miles to go before I sleep.
I sure could wear one of those leather and fringe jackets, though.
I could wear the heck out of some leather pants.
I could run around in the snow in my leather suit.
I don’t have a leather fetish….but…that would be cool to have a feather in my hat and leather on behind….shooting a gun.
It’d be a whole lot more fun than learning how to monitor my credit report.
We watch horror movies to entertain ourselves sometimes.
That’s goofy.
Why would we watch something scary as a form of amusement?
Why would we put ourselves through that?
I’m going to replace the water pump on the Grand Caravan this morning.
It should go well.
Should.
Of course, I know from experience that anything can happen when you’re working on a car.
You can break it worse….make it “more worser”…pretty fast when you’re in the gravel on your back….fluids dripping in your eyes…loosening rusted and seized bolts that are coming off for the first time in 265,000 miles….applying tremendous torque with a range of motion of about 1/2 an inch…..torqueing it all “sensitively”….stressing while trying to stay calm.
And….like a horror movie….I watch videos about all the good and bad ways people fix their vehicles.
That’s not entertainment.
Why do I do that to myself?
Sometimes too much information can be terrifying.
I’m going to do this job this morning.
I hope it doesn’t rain.
Man….I can’t look away!
Who’s that guy in the bloody hood hiding behind that tree?
Where’d that bolt fall?
Into the engine somehow?
What’ll happen next?
When Jenny was young and wanted to play the flute, her brother bought her one.
He bought it with his own money in a pawn shop.
It wasn’t much of a flute….but…it was a good flute.
It was Jenny’s flute.
It was the flute she learned to play.
It was the flute that Adam bought for her with his own money.
She became a good flutist….but none of her teachers could understand how she could play her old flute.
It was hard to play because it was old and worn.
They couldn’t play it….but….she could.
It was like magic.
It was a magic pawn shop flute.
I love that story.
I think that it was all about love….and intention.
When we know that we are loved, we can do things that are hard.
When we believe that something is possible, we fuel our intention.
Intention and love are really all we have.
They’re the drivers.
Maybe that’s a good New Year’s resolution?
To try to always provide the love….and to help fuel intention?
That could be a good resolution.
Right?