Layng quietly in fields

Layng quietly in fields
Glstening lights

Monday, February 8, 2016

The hurt of love builds a stronger heart.



Today's Tids Issue 3,525
Opening Stuff:

The snow was blowing against my window as evening approached. I watched the distant horizon across the harbor and seas beyond, white pellets clicking off the window. At first, a thin ribbon of brilliant red appeared. The gray-black, snow laden cloud moved up and sun moved in; the dramatic sliver transformed to energetic beams bouncing off dancing flakes. The richness of the sun’s light passed through winter’s prism to cast reds and vivid golds upon the lifting cloud, as if a regal hem of a flowing robe. God was walking through the skies.

(Note: That moment above was on Friday. Right now I’m looking at a whiteout thinking the red ribbon may never appear. It is beautiful though, and quietly comforting.)

Lady GaGa was excellent with the SB national Anthem.

Why do citizens continue to accept phrases like “Politics is a dirty business” or “It’s just politics”. The blind acceptance acknowledges that we are bound to be governed by corruptive thinking for eternity -- sort of like hell on earth

“Shiela Reynolds-Boothroyd, 71, said her step children and the children of Wilma Reynolds were teens together, waiting at the same bus stop and going square-dancing together. …Both mothers liked blue grass music, and even a couple of months ago before the cold, Wilma, who must be about 84 or so, was kayaking out in the pond behind her house.” This could be in Montana or West Virginia or Texas. It could be anywhere in America. In fact, it was in a moderately remote part of a small state, Rhode Island, near where my daughter lives in what some people call the middle of nowhere. People are what they are, not what stereotypes say they are. Some City folk routinely classify country people as say illiterate or brainless. While country folk assume all urbanites are arrogant and impractical. Nothing about people is as clear cut as some with agendas would have you believe. A person 10 miles away from you could be living in a universe 180 degrees from yours, and happier than hell. One of Wilma and her 64 year old daughter-in-law’s favorite hobbies was picking blueberries.

The inner person has rarely been defined better than it was Saturday night in the words of NFL football player Anquon Boldin as he accepted the Walter Peyton award for good deeds in the community. I was impressed and inspired.

A reader reminds me of that moment that I have surely experienced, That time “when I spell a word so wrong that even auto-correct is like, ‘I’ve got nothing man!”

I remember snow as one of the most pleasant of all memories of growing up. And as I grew older, I always saw a snowstorm as a special thing, and a positive, refreshing challenge to get where I had to go. There is little better than that energized feeling that comes from shoveling snow in clean cold air.

Every human who has ever walked has within them a special gift that could contribute in some way large or small to the betterment of the world, and to other’s edification and happiness. Unfortunately, society has somehow usurped common sense to define which gifts are more important than others.

The Question:
What is arachibutyrophobia?

The Headlines:
--Dow Rout Begins Week.
--Denver “D” Makes SB Game Offensive To Cam And Many Viewers; Denver 24, Carolina 10.
--North Korea Launches More Powerful Rocket; Tension Rises After South Korea Fires At North Korea Boat.
--Survivors Continue To Be Pulled Out Of Rabble Two days After Destructive Taiwan Quake
--GOP Candidates Line Up Against Rubio In Latest Debate; Rubio NH Betting Odds In Freefall; Marco Doubles Down On Hios Standard Obama Attack.
--New National Poll Has Hill In Virtual Tie With Bernie; Hill Drops Down From A Near 30 Point National Polling Lead; Calls Have Gone Out For Biden.
--Former FBI Agent Refutes Hillary’s Phrasing Of Answer To Debate Q About Investigation: FBI Doesn’t Do Security Checks As She Said, But Only Criminal Investigations.

American Idol is down to the final “24” of the final season. I think they did much better job than last year which I thought was kind of dreadful. The Tids resident expert and special advisor likes Avalon Young and Dalton Rappatoni, I like both myself, although there I some talk that Dalton may be a little one dimensional. Early critical consensus favorites are Trent Harmon, LaPorsha Renae, Avalon and Manny Torres. Manny is pretty energetic but I could get tired of him. I thought Shelbie Zora was powerful, and I liked quite a bit MecKensie Bourg. I was intrigued by the pleasant fiddle playing Amelia Eisenhaur. A couple of dark horses to watch are Jeneve Rose Mitchell and Jenn Blosil. But, it’s about those over the top Jenve cowgirl outfits. Tone it down ranch hand. I also enjoyed Olivia Rox. Lee Jean has potential if his ego, or is it brashness, doesn’t get in the way. One thing I noticed most is the return to a broad array of country singers. Maybe they are hoping to close out the 16 year run with another Carrie Underwood, Scotty McCreery or Kellie Pickler. I’m just getting to know the names, but the Tids Entertainment Department will get there.

Latest Irking Phrase: “Social media Event.” This could represent anything from inane tweeting by athletes to pithy statements for children, which is elevated to cultural icon status after viral activity plus a imprimatur from the new wave of elite digital culture observers.

I only remember two SB commercials, well actually 3. But I immediately disregarded the Puppy, Monkey, Baby commercial out of hand for acute utter stupidity. The Dorito loving fetus made me laugh and reminded me of something that may have happened to me in the womb, but with a different orange snack. The Prius bank robber commercial really held my interest for some reason, while the rest just drifted away into an amorphous gray ball in the dusty spandrels of my mind.

“The Americans” come back to Fx March 16, 10:00PM for Season 4. The opening two episodes are supposed to be outstanding and super tense. How can they not be on this program many think is the best on TV.

Does Chris Martin of Cold Play always walk like Quasimodo? BTW, I was sleeping through CP until Bruno and Beyonce woke them up. And, can we do away with all of that bogus crowd hand waving.

I’m not saying we are in a recession, but I have learned that Americans are illegally sneaking into Mexico. And, that Hollywood celebs have fired their nannies and are learning their children’s names. Not only that, but many people are getting “pre-declined” credit cards in the mail, and, ge this, a picture is now only worth 200 words. More significant though, it is rumored that Angelina Joli is adopting American children. Many Americans would consider it most enlightening to learn that when Bill and Hillary travel together, they are sharing a room. Yes, it is really tough out there.

I always like to put little enjoyable things in my mind to look forward to.

What I’m beginning to dislike is being shunted to videos for Internet news reports when all I’m looking for is the written information.

In this year’s version of the traditional overkill promotion of the Super Bowl I heard, “…Greatest spectacle on the planet.” I always thought a volcanic eruption was pretty impressive. My mother always told me, “Don’t make a spectacle out of yourself.”

The Parking Lot: Chapter 45.
    After slipping out of the meeting, Nancy drove to her old house to see the result of the fire. She had avoided returning wile Rackovic and the boys were roaming the woods. As always, though, she did not enter the main road but parked her car in a hidden area and came in through back trails.
   She kept thinking she was hearing things as she moved silently through her familiar paths. Was it her nerves or was she still being watched. She reached behind into the pocket at the back of her jacket and pulled out a small pistol, and stopped. Her ears were super sensitive now, listening for any unnatural interruption of the woodland scene.
  She heard it again. She crouched, then moved on one hand and two legs to a point where she knew she would have a view. The peered through the opening and gasped. It wasn’t the two people she saw rummaging through her former beautiful home that moved her emotions, but the destruction of the home itself. It hurt to see her dreams destroyed. She put the gun back into her pocket, stood and walked casually into the clearing.
   Can I help you, folks. Heads turned quickly, probably causing whiplash she thought as she smiled to herself. She new them and they knew her.
 

The Answer:
I’m sure everybody knew that the answer was the fear of having peanut butter stuck to the roof your mouth.

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