Good Morning Smile
Warriors, it's Tuesday, October 1, 2013. Go forth and smile. The
world will really wonder what you are up to.
Starting one's day
in this house is always an adventure. Today I started by noting the
cats had something because a tail was peeking out from under their
noses and paws. Hoping I was not about to grab a small poisonous
snake or a mouse, I grabbed for the creature and found a small dark
lizard in my hand. These are Cuban lizards not the native bright
green anoles. I got to the front door and hoped the wood fence
protected me from exposure to the neighbors, or the other way around,
and managed to drop one confused little reptile out the door. I was
just in my nightgown. The lizard looked at me over his shoulder after
looking around as if to say, “I was sure I was dinner,” and
slowly made his way into the plants. Hopefully he will find some
food, water and live a long life doing lizard things.
I was so tired last
night I think I fell asleep typing to someone. I don't know who or
what, because when my computer closes, it tends to sever the internet
connection and the page I am on disappears. Now when you add the cats
helping before hand by running across the keyboard, you don't stand a
chance at ever returning to where you were. Ningee can actually take
you to new web pages and activate functions on the computer I didn't
even know existed. I think she understands one click ordering so I am
careful to sign out of Amazon lest I find 50 pounds of treats on my
front door step. Now that she has had her morning treats, she is
lying beside me with her little head on my foot. This is the Ningee
pose, neatly curled up and purring and feeling at least ten times
heavier than she really is. How do cats do that? You know how much
they weigh and yet once on your body, it increases dramatically. Then
I must scratch the little Ningee chin. I must say one thing for her
scuzzy mother cat, she certainly produced a beautiful litter with
silky fur and she was neither. She also produced 6 huge cats and
Ningee, which I guess will be with me to end of my life and theirs.
We are a family with Napoleon running the show.
What's our happy
thought for the day? Well, old Mark Twain said that no man was safe
when Congress was in session and Congress just closed the government.
Are we safe? Depends on what they think are vital services. One thing
is certain, there is nothing we can do about it or they would be
sitting there, clean and sober, working for us instead of drawing a
paycheck and probably three sheets to the wind by now. It's a nice
job if you can convince a lot of idiots to vote for you by throwing
enough money around. That is my version of the American Political
System.
Oddly, nothing would
have changed if we hadn't all been put out of work and discovered we
had so much time on our hands since you can submit a thousand job
applications with one keystroke and no one even bothers to turn you
down. So, you sit and stare at the computer screen hoping for a ding
and instead get multiple news channels and at some point when
Congress comes up, you say, “They did WHAT??” Voila, you have an
involved electorate, researching issues in an information age. That
my dear friends was the day Congress realized their cushy job was
over after the next election because instead of a faithful tiny
electorate servicing their ego needs they had an angry mob with tar
and feathers screaming for blood. I believe it takes at least two
bottles of whiskey now to reach the same level of delusion as it used
to and fasten your seat belts because by election day next year, I
dare say the liquor truck will be making wholesale quantity
deliveries to Congress' back door, if we haven't barricaded it.
Something even odder
has happened my Smile Warriors through the wonders of distraction. It
is called games, multinational gaming. I have game buddies all over
the world. Last night I saw an article on solar shingles and it was
in Hungarian. So, I hit translate and the web happily translated it
to English. I went out to the site and discovered it had originally
been written in English and translated to Hungarian. Those of you who
grew up in the information age have no idea how fantastic that is.
I toured a small
tomb in Egypt, watched an amateur Egyptologist measure the
sarcophagus and use a level to show how perfect the cuts are all from
the comfort of my air conditioned and soft bed. I could then have
pulled up more videos that you can shake a stick at on the same tiny
little thing. The best you could have hoped for when I was young was
a few pictures and a grainy roll of film.
Do you remember film
that you loaded into a projector which proceeded to project the
clickidy clackity grainy black and white image on a screen that was
determined to take you arm off or roll you up in it? And then the
film broke or if it stopped running, could actually catch on
fire...yes, I was the AV person that ran that monster.
You believed what
was on that piece of celluloid. Now, you research it instantly in
multiple locations and then say hello to your gaming buddy in that
country and ask them if it really looks that way. They may give you a
completely different and more accurate version. Next thing you know
the country your government is planning on going to war with has YOUR
friends in it and you need their help to finish the quest and they
aren't agreeing with what is on the news and you are using the
Welcome To Facebook abbreviation. As they said back in the 40's, the
jig is up and governments fall.
Now, do you want to
know what will tumble our and everyone elses' entire belief system
and government? It will be the day that the people who are handpicked
to give politicians' information about every area of government are
replaced by some smart guy and Google. You see, when someone runs for
office, they get a “staff” with “experts”. Those so called
experts are really Spin Doctors hired by the party or financing
person to provide the candidate with information and “facts” that
now only reflect the religion and philosophy of the person
controlling the purse strings of the campaign. They get the best
information, their owners can buy. As a result, the candidate not
only has no idea of the real issues or facts or the will of their
base. They look out the window at the crowd and the expert tells them
to look at all the people supporting them when in reality, those
people are ready to burn them at the stake. They have no idea as
someone pours them a drink and distracts them with what they need to
wear to next lunch meeting and a brief history of the other people at
the meeting, most of whom they have never met and are just trying to
get the names straight.
It's all
distraction and slight of hand. Thus my friends, go forth and smile.
It's not on the agenda in the information age where your phone keeps
you from noticing someone is about to run you down with a shopping
cart. Smile and for that single instance, engage the other person,
eyeball to eyeball. Yes, they are people just like you, humans. They
laugh, they cry, they bleed and they have feelings and needs, just
like you. Nod your head and take a look at the person checking you
out in the store. Compliment them on something you can see. Engage,
my friends, engage. There are a million individual stories out there
just waiting for you and they are all free...no roaming charges, no
wireless charges, no ebook required. Spread the smiles! They really
are free.
Remember that lizard
this morning, fighting for his little life under several cat paws
when a huge pink thing covered him, lifted him up and the next thing
he knew he was sitting on a leaf in the sunlight....life can take
some strange turns in a remarkably short time.
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