Maybe

Hi,

Right now the weather liars are telling me it’s 86 degrees and feels like 96.  Oh, and a thunderstorm will be here in 5 minutes.  Somebody forgot to go outside and feel the air and look at the sky.  It’s cloudy, but 5 minutes?  Come on.  This is day three without rain.  Hmm.  There is a monsoonal trough north of us that’s suppose to wreak havoc through next week.  Stay tuned.

This week’s ‘Zany Day’ song didn’t get by a couple of readers.  I think the end of this verse should tell the tale:

“…And if the train’s on time you can get to work by nine and start your slaving to get your pay.  If you ever get annoyed, look at me, I’m self-employed.  I love to work at nothing all day.  And I’ll be __ __ __ __ every day, __ __ __ __ every way.  I’ve been __ __ __ __, it’s all mine.  __ __ __ __ and working overtime.”  Hint:  Easy, think ‘TCB’ and you’ll have it.  I’ve said too much.

What is it that makes dogs want to eat mud?  After the last big rain the back yard took a few days to completely drain.  As a result, there was a big patch of mud that took some time to dry out.  Daku found a three inch area in the mud irresistible.  We had to take him out on the leash just to keep him from trying to bite the mud.  Once he was in the front yard there were more things to occupy his mind, but in the back, it was all about the mud.  It’s dry now, but he still wants to see if it smells the same, or something.  Dogs.

This morning Blue, Lisa and I went to the Healthy Market for veggies and fruit.  There are several husband/wife teams that sell things and while we were at one table I realized something.  There is a lot of math going on in each transaction.  The sellers have a price per kilogram for each vegetable or fruit item they sell.  Most customers are buying a fraction of a kilo.  They all seem to figure that out in their heads, then put the amount into a calculator and move to the next product.  Some vendors will weigh everything and do it all in their head.  That makes my head hurt thinking about it.  Just one of the many thoughts that goes through my mind while at the market (555).

After our ‘exhausting’ stint at the market, we chilled at Work@Home for a while.  We saw a friend we hadn’t seen in a long time and learned that he’d been teaching a special course at Maefarluang University.  The class was made up of American pre-med students and they learned about medical practices in other cultures.  I hadn’t thought about the fact that there are different cultures and practices within the many Hill Tribes.  

This evening Natcha got a bit enthusiastic with dinner and served us heaping plates of spaghetti with a chicken/spinach sauce.  While it was quite good, none of us could ‘clean our plates’.

The clouds in the night sky will prevent us from seeing a meteor shower.  Somewhere in the world it can be seen.  It’s now 8:45pm and that thunderstorm still hasn’t arrived.  

Have a Thrilling Thursday.

                   Peace,

                             Danny

“Maybe the journey isn’t so much

about becoming anything.  

Maybe it’s about unbecoming everything 

that isn’t you so you can be who you were

meant to be in the first place.”

~Unknown