Welcome to My Personal Blog
It’s been a few years since this blog was active but I have a new work schedule that allows more for the routine of blogging, which helps, plus my recent burst of inspiration from my muse/nemesis – The Rooster.
It is my hope and plan to maintain this with consistency, variety and humour. Your sharing helps. The pages are being redesigned as I experiment and learn new techniques.
Do Rooster carry rabies?
I know they don't. Probably. It was a brief fantasy about finding a reason to get rid of the rooster and win the war once and forever. Another attack from the front line happened this morning. I also witnessed the rooster being a bit of a bastard. Not doing his...
And so it continues..
I was almost at the steps to the house when I turned my back and the rooster. It's usually a safe spot especially since the food is a long way away. I think you may be mad because I didn't bring out a fifth portion for him which for a while I was doing, It's so...
Afternoon Feeding conflicts
I placed the majority portion of food in the elevated area near the door. Because, it had rained earlier, I had to reach to grab the main dish, flip it over and let the water out as everyone came running, eager for their dinner portions. I set my defence stick...
I was a bit early
Actually, I'm on schedule but the three remaining birds that are last to go back to the coop in the evening are still out. The rooster and his two first officers. So I sit up at the front seeing if they go inside in the next short while. You don't seem to have noticed...
War Stories
Since I don’t have children, it follows that I don’t have grandchildren so I won’t sit around when I’m old telling my war stories to anyone who will listen. That’s what blogs are for. No one has to listen, and in fact no one is really reading this continuing saga but...
Optimistic Friday
It's what keeps life livable. The constant trial and failure and trial again. The belief tomorrow, or even today could be the pivotal life change that sets me on a...
Old man behavior
I was going to start this vlog with the game, second life. That was my whole opening line. Second life. It occurred to me that that's the kind of thing old men probably old women at some point start to yell out random words like that. This could even be what some...
Heightened Awareness
A few draws on the pipe. Huge clouds. A giggle and an enhanced view. I remember this. Every woman looks prettier. I smile. I wish I could break into a conversation with anyone. Just to talk. To talk rapidly probably. I'm in the fast mode. I'm not used to the pipe. I...
Uranium
What if uranium wasn't harmful and deadly What if it's safe, but you click the right trigger the dinasaurs might get a second chance.. Story idea. The world is destroyed tonight at 6, but we've been reliving this day in a loop for 300 years. One child is born on that...
This is where I’m honest, right
I'd like to think I could be honest again, because I think I'm worth a second look. I only feel this is true. When I'm high. I did a huge thing today. I just did it. I got high on a drug that isn't weed. Let me lead into that. I have a story. I'm an interesting...
The Grab I can’t Afford
Sometimes I amaze myself with what I'm willing to do to appease others. In this case, it's as much appeasing myself I suppose. I'm mixing up emotions in my head. This week I happened to acquire $100 in cash. This is money that rightfully should be dedicated to paying...
Second Life
This blog is a mixture of writings when I was high. Sometimes, very high. Orange Jeff is an alias that I use in the alternate Universe I spend time in known as Second Life. More than an alias, Orange Jeff is a persona. In that Universe, I am openly a drug user. Drugs...
My Nemesis… The Rooster.
I forget his name, but I don't remember anything from my past I wanted to kill more. I dream about the ways. Roosters are kind of useless most of the time. This one is all up in your space, and if I'm not careful, he'll make my ankles bleed. I want to kick him like a...
Same accident. Different door
So as of 8:14 a.m. on Tuesday August 2nd I am possibly missing a cat, or not one may have escaped outside which is really bad for at least one or two of the cats and reasonably bad for the third. If it's the bad cat and I don't mean bad cat I mean if it's the cat that...
The cat and the cock
Rough start to the day. My first official work day where I am in charge of the animals morning afternoon and evening and potentially already lost a cat. It's freaking me out. I did everything fine but you know how easy it is for me to get distracted and I didn't fully...
