I have made this blog private. Because of the crazy stalker lady, but also just because it was time to start fresh someplace else. I know I can't really hide from the stalker, as she is now using Yahoo Cache to go back over old blog posts of mine.... but still, I can start fresh elsewhere for now.

A few folks have always been on the 'private' list for this blog, and able to see it no matter what.
I'll be un-caging all the old blog posts here eventually, and letting them show so I can look back over them when I wish.

If you wish to know of the new blog, ask, and I'll be happy to send you a link. The reader list here is only a few people.... and those are welcome. Other than that, I'm going to keep it low key.

Cheers friends... and may life bring you joy.

Lights take on a haze
as breathing comes clear again
NyQuil... blessed peace

Pendant....

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Charoite from Siberia.
Someone will want it.....

Pulsing pain, pressure
Dizzy, drippy, crappy... damn
Sinus headaches suck

Honey mead flows free...
while John Lee lays it down smooth...
and the silence roars.

I haiku'ed too soon......

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Fall mists writhe in dawn
Seeking entry in chilled dance
Warmth denies them gain
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I love the fall, with it's newly chilled mornings and gathering colors...
But it has a colder side as well now.

Fall's cooled bed awaits...
Once refreshing to the touch...
Now, merely just cold.

Just a quick note....

I have managed to pick up a stalker. An unstable woman who doesn't understand what 'no' means. I will speak with the police this evening, but I suspect I will need to just shut this blog down. If that is so.... I'll pick up elsewhere, under a different persona.

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Music, coffee, friends...
Snuggles, kisses, and cuddles...
Damn, life can be good.
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Vivid vicious dreams...
Lover false in the castle...
Ripping life away...
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The bourbon spins notes,
sings a melody of peace
for a long eve'ning

Rested, recovered...
Another long week calling
pushing stones uphill

Friends, good food, fine wine...
Join in harmony of joy
Life is meant to live

Just a few hours more
Blessed peace awaits entrance
Friday has arrived

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Duty sings again
A siren call of demands
that must be answered

Roused from heavy sleep
Body worn jagged from duty
Coffee breathes new life

Light blogging? No blogging?

I have not been blogging much lately, and stopped to think on that this morning.

I'm back in school teaching, and that situation has stress multiplied three times over previous years.... Admin is dumping on additional asinine work to the point that instructors are reconsidering career choices. I know three who are interviewing at other schools right now.

Personal life.... has become both stressed and interesting, for various reasons. None seem all that bloggable really. Much I say might hurt people I don't wish to hurt, and much would be of no interest to anyone else.

Perhaps this blog will fade away.... we shall see.

That's life in the..... well...... here.

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Like they say, some days it's hardly even worth chewing through the restraints.

Admin called a zero notice seven minute faculty meeting yesterday morning, in which to explain how they are backing off some of the new time demands they have made this year. The thing is.... I can't seem to figure out who's time was salvaged, theirs or ours. The only thing I see lightening up on are the 'observations' they were to make of us. Those cost us nothing but a few headaches, and scheduling issues when they miss the appointed times. Then again... they had a loooong faculty meeting on Thursday of last week, to try and explain more of what is now expected of us. They'll be another faculty meeting today too, to do the same I suppose, plus a center meeting on Thursday where we have to hand in some of that extra work.

The thing is.... each and every one of these meetings where they tell us about more work we must do.... is held during what little bits of time we are allowed in which to do the work. Yes.... this week we will lose half our planning time to meetings where we are told what to do during our planning time.

Ah well... surely people schmarter than I will figure it out. I just do as much of my job as they will allow, teach my kids as best I can, and walk out at the end of the day. This morning I overslept, and just can't work up the energy to care. Let's see.... what exactly is the time we are contracted to arrive by?

Sigh....

Student wise..... It's shaping up to be a seriously challenging year. A week in, some of them are showing promise already. Some... a lot.... are pretty limited. I think we will be rebuilding the program this year.... downward. We are three days into safety lesson that only took one day last year.

In my Psych-Ed course, the professor puts forth a few thoughts on just why our students intelligence and abilities are trending the way they are. It's downright frightening, in a way. I don't have time to wait for evolution to work... there's not enough years left in my career.

Then again... there's not enough cash in my bank account to quit either....

Laboring on labor day...

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This is what I am NOT having for breakfast this morning.... as the blasted elves have not shown up for duty to cook it. I suspect they caught wind of this whole labor day thing. Sadly, my sense of duty has not heard of it, and work calls today.

Contemplation has caught up with me this morning. I spent it over a mug of coffee, thinking about the past, with whispers of the future. Life's strange turnings come without being asked..... and attack with joyous abandon those unprepared.

Enjoy your day my friends...

Random pointless bits of me life......

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I have just discovered that I am not too old to work all day, and then be up till the wee hours drinking wine and conversing with good friends. That is a welcome bit of news.

I have just discovered that the hot tub here has a high pressure hot water back massager spot built in. (Oh..... My...... I am at a loss for words.....)

I have just discovered that the above mentioned discoveries go quite well together.

Now... pardon me while I crawl off for more coffee........

Silence

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Silence.... is a language of it's own. To each person it speaks it's own words.

In some, silence is the enemy, to be avoided lest it reveal hated emptiness.

To others, silence is a friend, allowing beauty to form and flourish.

Between people, silence is a defining source of reflection. A mirror to a relationship. While one pair may chatter incessantly, leaving no gap where doubt may creep in, others live a different pairing.

In a few, a very few, a rare few.....silence is a language of love.

There are those who can sit together, hours on end, reading old books. Not a word spoken, just the odd chuckle, a sigh, a glance. Such lovers can communicate far better with a silent glance than any grand poet can after slaving over fatted sonnets.

Silence... like a welcome breeze on a scorching day.... shared between two who need no spoken words to communicate. Silence, warm silence, enveloping their world and forming walls no outsider can break through.

Nothing more that a simple touch, without a word, passing in it's spark a message of love that's timeless and tested. Words, no matter how artfully arranged, pale when faced with such silence. Quiet full of meaning, brimming with emotion, solid with shared joy.

Silence... a language shared by so few, such a lucky and rare few.

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I haven't been posting often lately... Life has just been like that. Busy beyond reason, with high and low points all in the same day. Sometimes within hours. I've honestly been too busy to spend time thinking up deep thoughts to share here... and I'm not going to waste useful ones and zeros blathering about my social life (curiouser and curiouser) or my hair (anybody seen where its got to?).

A vignette: Yesterday in the local paper, on the front page, a picture of the nearly full moon and the word 'gibbous' in the caption. I was sufficiently tickled to quietly laugh for an hour over it.

Coffee calls... and tasks abound. Best to youse folks, and may your day go well.

What day is it? Are you sure??

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I have not fallen off the earth... it's just that some things are more important than blogging (The crowd gasps).

Class is moving along briskly, with no great challenges yet. Truth is, we haven't given them any room to screw up so far.... that comes next week. At first blush, we have a normal class for us. That means a few stars, a few heartbreaking challenges, and a bunch of normal kids. We shall see....

Ed-Psych class.... looks interesting. I shall have to pick a mental illness for a presentation, and had planned to observe my students before making the choice. I see no point wasting all that research time, when I could be looking up something useful right now. The problem is... all my normally weird students have normal weird issues, and they have already been chosen by other Ed-Psych students. The one interestingly weird student has something going on that I haven't even found a name for yet. Weird as in.... Oh, never mind. TMI for a public blog.

As for the rest of life... the store and the old fart are chugging along at their crippled gait. I work some evening there now, and he does the rest. So far so good, at which I am substantially surprised. I would not have bet on it flying this far. Another we shall see.

Other bits of life? Unbloggable really. Yes, there are some interesting things happening in my life... but they are not for here. Sorry about that. Just the way it is. Like I said, sometimes actual life gets in the way of blogging about life.

Enough of a me-update. Perhaps this weekend I'll have something deep and heartfelt to say. On the other hand, I may just lay in the hot tub till I'm a prune.

Ya'll be nice to one another, Ch'eer?

RenFaire