Chance Impressions

I'm going to step away from blogging space exploration for a while.  I firmly believe in getting us up and off this planet and I assure you we, as a species, will coordinate our efforts to ensure we efficiently and effectively establish permanent non-Earth habitations.

Meanwhile, back on this planet...

Zach V. will make a name for himself as he gets older.  He will see what best gets him where he'll make the biggest impact.  His destiny's more than taking orders.

Christy has a lovely smile and beautiful aura as always.

My older nephew and niece have put academic achievements to good use, their adulthoods fully established.

The next oldest - my nephew, stepniece and niece under my sister's care - are facing adulthood soon.

What will they discover in their quest for life outside secondary school?

University or not, they grow up, and without stopping will learn to live away from parental units.

One will start his life focused on stageplays, producing, directing and/or acting.

One will start her life with a flair for living and a smile for every difficult moment.

One will start her life using her painting skills as a balance.

This afternoon, I looked through some old notes of mine I wrote as I was finishing up secondary school, now thoroughly amused by my teenaged sardonic wit and sarcastic tone which predicted my path through predictable rote steps of completing a university education (in chemical or electrical engineering), finding the perfect spouse and settling down to produce two kids, a house and two automobiles.

Thirty years later I look at these new notes of mine, written while seated in the sunroom, a candle lighting the area enough for me to see the keyboard and a wireless speaker providing ambient daylight forest sounds even though it's dark outside.

I know from a floating orange glow that my next-door neighbour is out on his driveway and smoking a cigarette, probably while talking on the mobile phone.

Before typing this up, I finished watching an old film, "The Man Who Fell To Earth," wrapping up my adventure in seeking normal life off Earth.

The end of my second day of deep meditation arrives.  One more day to decide who I'll be next, both here in this blog and in real life.

Increased cost of living and rising wages drive the profit motive somewhat, don't they?  Scarce resources make us think twice before using them up.

The calendrical end to a five-day workweek is here before we're ready.

If ADD is a pharm-fantasy, a made-up body function, what are we to do with short attention spans driven by the videogaming/Internet age?

Time for me to clear a space on the bed and crawl under the covers for a night of sleep disrupted by aching body joints and restless felines.

Tomorrow will be here soon enough.

Do we have the resources to teach newbies responsible computing, both in time online and in how we act?  Socialisation and mask wearing are built into our natural species behaviour - there's nothing ADD or addictive about those.  Is there?