I guess we are finally going to make that offer. We will see. I seriously doubt the bank will take it but I'm ok with that because to get all the outbuildings and the land cleared would take a lot of work and money. If this doesn't happen I am just going to sit back and wait for our house to sell. There is no reason to look and get worked up over a property if there is no way to afford it.
I pulled out my crochet now that the weather has turned and I am beginning to work on Christmas presents. I might actually put up a few things on etsy or something and see if anyone bites there.
Allie and Jimu found a lost dog wandering around their place and Allie finally caught her after 3 days of patience. The dog seems very friendly now that she is in a home. Before she was skittish, I think because she was alone (although they did say she had a boy dog with her at one point) and without any security of a home. She looks amazingly like their other dog Bullet. She went right up to the girls, seemed very comfortable with children.
I honestly think she is someones pet. She doesn't seem like she was abused, she isn't worried about being hit. She doesn't fight a leash. I am worried they are becoming attached to her too quickly before they find out if she is micro-chipped at least. They are already working on a name for her. I hope, for their sakes, that no one claims her. But if it is someone's dog their are few other people you would want taking care of it until you could find it again.
Oh - and here is hoping things aren't too terrible for the east coast with Sandy. I know there will be damage, its already on the news, but hopefully no one will be hurt or killed.
Monday, October 29, 2012
Monday, October 22, 2012
Negotiating
When dealing with a bank give em a center hit fast ball at 27k.
See if they at least swing.
See if they at least swing.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Believe the Little Lies
Justice, Mercy, Beauty, that sort of thing. You start with fairies, princesses, dwarves, Santa Clause, and move up from there.
Terry Pratchett is a genius and here is a exerpt:
WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED IF YOU HADN’T SAVED HIM?
’Yes! The sun would not have risen just the same, yes?’
NO.
’Oh come on. You can’t expect me to believe that. it’s an astronomical fact.’
THE SUN WOULD NOT HAVE RISEN.
She turned to him.
’It’s been a long night, Grandfather! I’m tired and I need a bath! I don’t need silliness!’
THE SUN WOULD NOT HAVE RISEN.
’Really? Then what would have happened, pray?’
A MERE BALL OF FLAMING GAS WOULD HAVE ILLUMINATED THE WORLD.
They walked in silence for a moment.
’Ah,’ said Susan dully. ’Trickery with words. I would have thought you’d have been more literal-minded than that.’
I AM NOTHING IF NOT LITERAL-MINDED. TRICKERY WITH WORDS IS WHERE HUMANS LIVE.
’All right,’ said Susan. ’I’m not stupid. You are saying humans need ... fantasies to make life bearable.’
REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE.
’Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little ---’
YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES.
’So we can believe the big ones?’
YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.
’They’re not the same at all!’
YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET --- Death waved a hand: AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL ORDER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME ... SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNIVERSE BY WITCH IT MAY BE JUDGED.
’Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what’s the point ---’
MY POINT EXACTLY.
She tried to assemble her thoughts.
THERE IS A PLACE WHERE TWO GALAXIES HAVE BEEN COLLIDING FOR A MILLION YEARS, said Death, apropos of nothing. DON’T TRY TO TELL ME THAT’S RIGHT.
’Yes, but people don’t think about that,’ said Susan. Somewhere there was a bed ...
CORRECT. STARS EXPLODE, WORLDS COLLIDE, THERE’S HARDLY ANYWHERE IN THE UNIVERSE WHERE HUMANS CAN LIVE WITHOUT BEING FROZEN OR FRIED, AND YET YOU BELIEVE THAT A ... BED IS A NORMAL THING. IT IS THE MOST AMAZING TALENT.
’Talent?’
OH, YES. A VERY SPECIAL KIND OF STUPIDITY. YOU THINK THE WHOLE UNIVERSE IS INSIDE YOUR HEADS.
’You make us sound mad,’ said Susan. A nice warm bed ...
NO. YOU NEED TO BELIEVE IN THINGS THAT AREN’T TRUE. HOW ELSE CAN THEY BECOME? said Death helping her up on Binky.
It is a remarkable speech and really put into perspective (for me) emotions. You can't quantify happiness or sadness or pain but yet they are real. You can't measure them or exert some sort of force on them but they affect us and how we act in the world and with each other.
And there is another way of thinking about each other as well. The way we each think of ourselves is not exactly the same as what our friends or family or strangers think of us. And each of those people in turn have a slightly different view of who each of us are and they are not any more wrong than we are right about ourselves. I think a culmination of all those perspectives of us BEGINS to make us who we are. Certainly I have more influence on how I am perceived but I certainly can't make someone experience me exactly as I would like.
There are invisible energies, the positive and negative forces of an atom. We can't see those and yet they are there. We can't see gravity and yet it keeps us from spinning into space. (well technically we are spinning in space but I digress)
Anyways - it comes to what I was originally thinking when I decided to quote Terry Pratchett in the Hogfather.
I was lighting the first fire of the season in the fireplace and was thankful for everything surrounding it. The heat from it would warm the house as the temperatures drop tonight and I began to think on that invisible wave of heat and how one measures it with the flowing of mercury. And the happiness it provided which has no measurement.
What can you not measure?
Terry Pratchett is a genius and here is a exerpt:
The hole speech on youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aIILp0jiXGs
WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED IF YOU HADN’T SAVED HIM?
’Yes! The sun would not have risen just the same, yes?’
NO.
’Oh come on. You can’t expect me to believe that. it’s an astronomical fact.’
THE SUN WOULD NOT HAVE RISEN.
She turned to him.
’It’s been a long night, Grandfather! I’m tired and I need a bath! I don’t need silliness!’
THE SUN WOULD NOT HAVE RISEN.
’Really? Then what would have happened, pray?’
A MERE BALL OF FLAMING GAS WOULD HAVE ILLUMINATED THE WORLD.
They walked in silence for a moment.
’Ah,’ said Susan dully. ’Trickery with words. I would have thought you’d have been more literal-minded than that.’
I AM NOTHING IF NOT LITERAL-MINDED. TRICKERY WITH WORDS IS WHERE HUMANS LIVE.
’All right,’ said Susan. ’I’m not stupid. You are saying humans need ... fantasies to make life bearable.’
REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE.
’Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little ---’
YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES.
’So we can believe the big ones?’
YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.
’They’re not the same at all!’
YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET --- Death waved a hand: AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL ORDER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME ... SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNIVERSE BY WITCH IT MAY BE JUDGED.
’Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what’s the point ---’
MY POINT EXACTLY.
She tried to assemble her thoughts.
THERE IS A PLACE WHERE TWO GALAXIES HAVE BEEN COLLIDING FOR A MILLION YEARS, said Death, apropos of nothing. DON’T TRY TO TELL ME THAT’S RIGHT.
’Yes, but people don’t think about that,’ said Susan. Somewhere there was a bed ...
CORRECT. STARS EXPLODE, WORLDS COLLIDE, THERE’S HARDLY ANYWHERE IN THE UNIVERSE WHERE HUMANS CAN LIVE WITHOUT BEING FROZEN OR FRIED, AND YET YOU BELIEVE THAT A ... BED IS A NORMAL THING. IT IS THE MOST AMAZING TALENT.
’Talent?’
OH, YES. A VERY SPECIAL KIND OF STUPIDITY. YOU THINK THE WHOLE UNIVERSE IS INSIDE YOUR HEADS.
’You make us sound mad,’ said Susan. A nice warm bed ...
NO. YOU NEED TO BELIEVE IN THINGS THAT AREN’T TRUE. HOW ELSE CAN THEY BECOME? said Death helping her up on Binky.
It is a remarkable speech and really put into perspective (for me) emotions. You can't quantify happiness or sadness or pain but yet they are real. You can't measure them or exert some sort of force on them but they affect us and how we act in the world and with each other.
And there is another way of thinking about each other as well. The way we each think of ourselves is not exactly the same as what our friends or family or strangers think of us. And each of those people in turn have a slightly different view of who each of us are and they are not any more wrong than we are right about ourselves. I think a culmination of all those perspectives of us BEGINS to make us who we are. Certainly I have more influence on how I am perceived but I certainly can't make someone experience me exactly as I would like.
There are invisible energies, the positive and negative forces of an atom. We can't see those and yet they are there. We can't see gravity and yet it keeps us from spinning into space. (well technically we are spinning in space but I digress)
Anyways - it comes to what I was originally thinking when I decided to quote Terry Pratchett in the Hogfather.
I was lighting the first fire of the season in the fireplace and was thankful for everything surrounding it. The heat from it would warm the house as the temperatures drop tonight and I began to think on that invisible wave of heat and how one measures it with the flowing of mercury. And the happiness it provided which has no measurement.
What can you not measure?
Monday, October 8, 2012
burning dust
I hate turning on the furnace for the first time for the season. It means winter is coming, it means it stinks up the house with burning dust, and it means I get sick. Rob doesn't get sick with all his hyper-allergies. No. I do.
Every time.
On the bright side: it means it is cold enough to get the fireplace rocking. And Halloween is around the corner.
Oh wait, Rob just called - he is sick too.
I hate the cold.
Changeing thoughts.
Why are people so addicted to farming games? On-line games like farm-ville and the like. Is it an instinctual miss of the connection with making things grow? Or am I ready too much into the simple interaction of a person with clicking things on the computer with a mouse? I mean - how close to having a tomato grow is it between clicking the mouse and actually planting and tending to the plant? Perhaps it is the immediate satisfaction /reward of the game.
In the back of my mind I like to think it has something to do with actually growing things, at least a little.
Every time.
On the bright side: it means it is cold enough to get the fireplace rocking. And Halloween is around the corner.
Oh wait, Rob just called - he is sick too.
I hate the cold.
Changeing thoughts.
Why are people so addicted to farming games? On-line games like farm-ville and the like. Is it an instinctual miss of the connection with making things grow? Or am I ready too much into the simple interaction of a person with clicking things on the computer with a mouse? I mean - how close to having a tomato grow is it between clicking the mouse and actually planting and tending to the plant? Perhaps it is the immediate satisfaction /reward of the game.
In the back of my mind I like to think it has something to do with actually growing things, at least a little.
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
Patience
I am thinking I keep putting the cart before the horse.
Need to sell house THEN look for property.
Need to sell house THEN look for property.
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