Igster's Inklings

We have a rather small flower bed in our front yard. 85% of it seems to be taken up by some kind of bushes. There are also daffodils and some flowers I can’t identify yet, as they haven’t sprouted or umm flowered yet.

So today was demo day. I combined 3 pics into a panorama of sorts using Cs4. Apparently the file is way too large. I’ll have to work on that.

In the mean time here are the three pics, plus 1 of all the crap I took out of it. Weeds, dead limbs,trash etc. I’ll add more pics as I get more done.

I started putting up a cedar border around it. Hopefully I have enough. May not be able to find more as we bought it over a year ago. Will have to finish tomorrow.

The title of this post comes from Get Together by the Youngbloods. You can see the lyrics here . This is a quick, but cool song. I’ve liked it since I was a kid. How long is that? Umm not gonna tell you.But I can recall them playing this on the radio before it was an “oldie”.

The purpose of the title  dovetails into my last post. You can read it here.

I don’t want this idea to die off. Far too many people in this country are homeless. Just look around with new eyes, you’ll find them. While I agree that the situation in so called third world countries is deplorable, it bothers me that there are few organizations that deal with the domestic equivalent.

Sure there are some, but not many with the same exposure as those others seem to have. We have kids here going to bed hungry, those lucky enough to have beds anyway. We have thousands in shelters(when they can find them) sleeping on subway grates,in doorways and abandoned buildings. Some sleep in cars, until the local constabulary comes along and makes them move or worse, arrests them.

I am in no way an expert on this. Nor do I know what to do or how to go about helping. So, I am calling upon you, my brilliant readers to comment here. Let us brain storm together. Every little bit helps, even if you can’t see an immediate result to your actions. If you can’t think of anything, talk to your friends, post a link to this blog post somewhere. Maybe someone else will read it. All it takes is one person to help out.

As always, thanks for reading. G-d Bless.

I saw this on twitter. Well actually a link to PSFK.com lead me to this article. http://www.psfk.com/2010/03/pics-portable-micro-housing.html

It seems like a simple thing. It is by no means a small feat. He fit almost everything you need into a very small footprint.

It looks like it was one of the many entrants in something called the “shelter in a cart” competition, found here.

I also follow a twitter account called @invisiblepeople check out the website here. I dare you to come away from that and not be moved in some way.

So, it got me thinking( i have a lot of 10000 mph thoughts) things pop in and out of my head.  One of these ideas has to do with homelessness. Now, technically I’ve never been sleep on a bench homeless. But, at one time I was in Tulsa and jobless, being homeless was literally days away. So, while I can’t relate to it, I understand very well the fear  of it.

So, and I know, it will most likely meet with resistance from the NIMBY (not in my backyard) crowd. Couldn’t something like the cart to “home” idea work in a place like an abandoned parking lot or some type of industrial yard?

What about taking the all those houses and buildings in a place like Detroit, and rather than raze them, turn them into homes for the homeless?

I saw someone on Twitter ask why young guys were attracted to cougars. In case you don’t know,or you’ve been under a rock here is one definition according to Wikipedia “Cougar—a woman over 40^[4] who likes younger men because she doesn’t like older men. Usually a cougar doesn’t sexually pursue younger men but is attracted to these younger men, typically more than eight years her junior.^[5] The origin of the word is debated; however, it is thought to have first appeared in print on the Canadian dating website Cougardate.com^[6] and has been used in TV series, advertising and film. The 2007 film Cougar Club was dedicated to the subject and in Spring 2009 TV Land aired a reality show called The Cougar. The sitcom Cougar Town explores the difficulty and stigma of many so-called “Cougars”.

Way back when I was in my twenties, I don’t believe the term Cougar was being used or had even been coined at that time.

Why did I date older women, or in this case much older women?  Honestly, girls my own age were vain, vapid and sometimes boring, or sometimes so caught up on themselves it was like being alone.

The women I was interested in were anywhere from 5 to 20+ years older. They just made better girlfriends. They weren’t looking for any long term, strings attached relationships. It was more about being causal, hanging out, having fun and well, yes, sex. A few of them taught me quite a bit. It was also them that taught me to pay attention to what pleases my partner. The first one I met in a bar in Groton, Ct. I went there on a whim. actually I asked the cab driver for a good bar to go to. He dropped me off at this particular place.

It took awhile. I finally found a spot to sit at the bar. She was sitting there looking sexy and attractive as hell. We started talking because I’d asked her what was in the drink she ordered. If I recall it was orange, cranberry and vodka? Something like that. We talked about the drunken lady that was hitting on me and every other guy in the place. We also talked about the oldies on the jukebox. It was a good few hours of talking. Eventually the night came to an end and I helped her get home. Actually to a friends place. She lived in RI but stayed the night in town. we parted with a kiss and her phone # in my hand.

The next day I had to go to the mall. On a whim I called her, not nervous at all. We agreed to get together again that night. I spent the next month or so dating her. We always had a good time, there was no pressure and omg the sex was incredible.

To this day I remember her fondly and miss her. I was 22 ish and she was 45. She didn’t look near that old.

The second “cougar” was good, but nothing like Joy at all. I met her at a C&W bar in Charleston, SC. Yes I drank a lot, but I was a Sailor, it went with the territory. I met her because I wanted to learn how to 2-step. We dated for a few months. She was way too clingy. AT one point she bought us matching country shirts. (shudder) and got offended when I wasn’t doing cartwheels with excitement over dressing like twins or something. If I recall it looked something like this.

http://www.rods.com/Mens-Panhandle-Slim-Flame-Shirt-by-Brooks-and-Dunn,17746.html

Looking back, I don’t think it had anything to do with any sort of mommy complex. It was more about an attraction and having a good time.

For the record, my wife is 4 years older than I am.

So, apparently this guy felt targeted and sought revenge. Because this cop had ticketed him before, he slipped a “body hair” onto the cops bagel. (pause for vomitting). You can read the full article here or if that doesn’t work  http://www.courierpostonline.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=20103040369

Gotta love the public, dontcha? Makes me never want to eat out again.