Day Dreams of a Spaced out Old Man

[Deleted54170User]

October 24, 2016

 

Posted according to the clock I set to display the time in Standard Time.

 

2:57 PM MST, not MDT.

 

Monday during this Mundane moment, mutually I grieve.

 

My love, let not wrath lead you to me, the one you truly love! Turn your vengeful thoughts to detect the root of evil which blends within darkening my love and your love with your hate.

 

Turn away from those who add that root of evil to the potion which they prepare for you.

 

If by love's cause your will is directed to protect me, if you will it so, my steed will not return me.

 

I feel that I am never to return to you, and that is why I am alone.

[Deleted54170User]

BOO!

Have a Happy Halloween!

[Deleted54170User]

Chance?

[Deleted54170User]

Today has the title #NationalCandyDay.

 

Yesterday has the title #NationalSandwichDay.

 

I went out to seek a shop yesterday for my evening meal. I was hoping to find a sandwich shop that was providing an event for the celebration.

 

I did not see a single sign posted on the doors or windows of the local shops. I finally decided to go to one shop where I can choose all the ingredients. I thought, possibly, I might create a splendid sandwich with some of the ingredients.

Have a great Questing Time looking for Candy shops with #NationalCandyDay signs!

[Deleted54170User]

9:45 PM

Sunday

November 13, 2016

 

 

Soon it's going to be a special night for all.

 

Tomorrow night.

 

I had this wondrous thought...which I cannot shake. It's about a thought I had while driving home after dusk.

 

It has to do with the Moon and the way it's going to be so bright and close to the Earth tomorrow night.

 

My inspiration was such that I'm calling it, "The Story Moon's Night!"

[Deleted54170User]

Not a peep, not a titter, not a squawk, nor a hiss, a boo, and not even a sarcastic knock? :dry:

 

The only thing that stirred me up was pride. :devil: I see it is the only sin that keeps me tending this crop. Now that I know that my pride is all that brings life to me here, the only sense left for me to study is my desire for food.

 

I wonder how addicted I am to food? :devil: Have a happy day! :laugh: The Moon seemed about the same size to my eyes last night. I wonder if the web pages posting it is supposed to be big tonight are true, or just true for some other part of the Earth?

[Deleted54170User]

There is so much to do at the White Palace. The search for interesting history, notes about schedules the servants have at the palace, pages of secrets, books on the bad, the good, and not so pretty people who wear masks and were attempting to change the fate of the events.

 

I'm going to have to go back in time, and try it again by reloading a Save, "Now that's what I call Time Travel". Yippie! I'm not Doctor Who! Who then? I'm a Game time traveler. I'm Pagafyr!

 

RELOAD! Play On!

[Deleted54170User]

26 out of 30 and there seems to be no more. The Winter Palace seems to want to keep me from finding 4 more of the required information to give Leliana. Inquisitor? I've become a snoop, spending my time trying to find another bit of evil doers plots while listening in where no more spaces I can find exist, and so I find I have lost all that time to save the rest of the world from Dragons and the Blight that continues even while a civil war I could be helping get stopped is going on.

 

The Winter Palace is becoming more like a home for the elderly and a palace for feeding those too young, too naive, and too old to engage in any adventure outside the walls.

 

So what am I to do?

 

Me thinks I am too old to go on another adventure, but that is only because so many who have seen me passing while I have wandered further and further from the center of my birth place all seem to be talking about how they wished they had gotten to see places outside their sheltered life, and no longer dare travel beyond the veil of their Internet Service Provided home theater and gaming packages provisions.

 

Hmm? I've got to get out and go find another bag of coffee beans. :ohmy:

 

I wonder how far I will have to wander, to find a store that still stocks the kind of coffee beans I favor, this time? :unsure: Hmm? Maybe I should quit drinking coffee? o_O What do all my fans think? :psyduck:

 

Oh well, I'll have to think about it until tomorrow. Looks like I am staying in this fine Autumn day. Warm enough too to be outside for a while to partake of the scenery. Hmm? Old age isn't all that bad. As long as I don't get too fat, too lazy, and stop exercising my will to look beyond the fence some people believe is the border some very wise person set there for good reason. :devil: That is, other then just to keep me penned in so I do not cause the cook to fail to meet those meal time deadlines.

[Deleted54170User]

I don't feel the freedom that occurs to my mind when I am not being watched by a parent or a person in charge of taking care of me until the parents could return. I feel like the mobile phone is keeping a tab on me marking where I go if I play a game that gets me off the preferred grounds. Play without paying attention to the fact I have wandered in the forests of signs that say, "No Trespassing!"

 

I had a few moments in my childhood that were just simple play time when an older sister or brother had been asked to keep me underwatch so the parent on duty could get some relief.

 

I just wandered away until I found a place to I marveled at while in my day dream day play. No signs read, "GO AWAY". Each time after the first time I wandered there, leaving without knowing that the older sister or brother wasn't watching me then, I found myself at a place where, in the Spring of that year, after a few weeks a natural event occurred.

 

A pond appeared like magic. And all sorts of people I had never met before began to appear and live around it. Oh! You might think I mean human strangers from out of town. But I don't. I mean the kind of people we don't think of as people because they're small, many kinds of people who have been cataloged as bugs, anthropods, amphibians, reptiles, etc., etc., and given names by humans who never got to meet them when they were a human like me. I was a child with an open mind.

 

I was really in awe of all that began when the water rose up from beneath the dry land that first year when the family I know I knew moved into a house west of there as I grew.

[Deleted54170User]

I never got to name nothin' when I was growing up! :mad:

 

I used to think a common cold was caused by working in the cold until my nose started to ooze with fluid. I remember being told my nose was running. It never ran! It was always on my face. It was oozing?!

 

If Mom hadn't stopped me I would of gone out after I finished shoveling snow, off the sidewalks, to go out and play in the frosty snow.

 

I probably would have gotten pahmonia?

 

I probably would have really been sorry then.

 

I later learned it is spelled, "p n e u m o n i a". That the letter 'p' is silent, is soft, or isn't pronounced. Depending on who was reminding me. I never knew a letter could be silent until the days when I started learning longer words.

 

It seemed to me; if it isn't spoken why put it there. Leave it off.

 

I never thought of it as anything "new". I was impressed with the idea anything 'new was nice'. It definitely wasn't nice to the neighbors Dad when he got it. It was like the flu, only worse then the flu! I wondered why they did not name it, "Flumonia". :geek:

 

I found out it was because they named it because some smarty pants discovered it and that person got to name it. :huh: Instead of me.