~Well everyone’s got something on their mind, and this is my thought at this present time. I’m gonna say what I want, it might not be what you want to hear.~ This is a very random blog, but I make no apologies because this is, after all, Randomness! So I will dive right in. Back in the early days when Randomness! was first in existence, I had no trouble with the location of one of my favorite breakfast foods in the cereal aisle at the store. Quaker Oatmeal to Go…has anyone seen or heard of it lately? I think it may have experienced a discontinuation, so putting “to go” in the product’s name was most appropriate indeed. Of course, there are comparable items to be purchased as far as breakfast bars are concerned, but they’re just not the same! When I find an item of high satisfaction, it really bothers me when it is no longer available for consumption. Continue reading “Going Nuts for a Meal of Oats”
A brisk winter walk down a snowy lane is simply breath-taking! It’s so fun to watch the snowflakes as they make their landing to adorn the ground and trees and to kiss the faces of those out and about in the wonderful world of white. I’ve been pining for the sight of those snow-covered trees ever since the last snowflake melted last April. As I am writing this, the snow is falling to an already white ground, creating a wintry atmosphere of which I do not want to let go; however, by the time you are reading this, the snow may be melted and long gone, leaving no trace that it once graced this earth on which we dwell. Such is the plight for those of us residing in southern Indiana. For all you other lovers of winter, let us remain hopeful and keep the spirit of winter alive. Continue reading “It’s Fun to Have Fun!”
Twas the night before Christmas when all through the basement,
Not a creature was stirring, nor making a statement.
The stockings were hung by the piano with joy,
In hopes that ol’ Santy Claus soon would bring toys.
The children were nestled all snug in their sleeping bags,
While visions of Buddy the Elf eating syrup spaghetti made them all gag.
And the girls in their red nightrobes and the parents in theirs of blue,
Had just settled their brains for a short Christmas snooze.
When out on the lawn there arose a cry from the pups,
I sprang from the bag to see what was up. Continue reading “Twas the Night Before Christmas…at My House”
My previous blog referring to Neverland, which I wrote over 8 years ago, has been on my mind as I recently celebrated my 30th birthday. I have been dreading leaving my twenties for YEARS. While I love birthdays, I do not love getting older. Most people have been telling me, “You still look so young. What’s the big deal?” My answer is…time is a big deal. While I have experienced so much, I often feel depressed about aging. Thirty years sounds like a long time, but to me it went by too quickly. I can only imagine that thirty more years will seem to slip away even faster. “I suppose it’s like the ticking crocodile, isn’t it? Time is chasing after all of us.” Many days I wish I could be Wendy…with just a little golden pixie dust from Peter Pan, I could fly away to Neverland and make the choice to not grow up. Continue reading “Let’s Make Neverland a Possibility, Part 2”
So I heard a story not too long ago, about someone who was being chased by a bear. Now, if you were in harms way because of a bear, and you had a firearm in your possession, the thing to do…would be to shoot it. Right? Well, this person shot the bear…and it died. And this person…was arrested! For saving his own life! Things didn’t turn out the way he thought they would at all! The bear was supposedly an endangered species. I’m sure the guy was probably thinking, “Hey! I was an endangered person! One of us had to go!” He obviously didn’t want it to be himself. “No, I don’t hate you, Mr. Bear, and I don’t wanna fight you…but you took this too far!” Continue reading “Which to Bury, Us or the Bear?”
One day, I was driving in my car, when I saw…a most unusual sight. I saw a lady…riding her bike…in the rain…and she was wearing…goggles. Now. These were not swimming goggles. They were big, clear goggles that covered half her face…the kind of goggles a scientist would wear. It was as if she was in a chemistry lab. Except for one thing. She wasn’t. So. It brought me to a bi-polar conclusion. She may have watched the weather forecast…or at least had witnessed the clouds fighting for control over the sky…and she didn’t want the potential rain to pelt her in the eyes. So she found some mad-scientist-looking goggles and turned them into…rain glasses. Continue reading “Rain Glasses”
I have an addiction. To words! I find myself comfortably in bed. But then! A thought comes to me that I must write down. Or else. Alas! I may forget it by morning! So. I try not to start writing a story or my thoughts at night. Or. I would never get any rest! Words! Thoughts! Spinning! They come so fast! Fleeting thoughts. “Give me a pen!” The words just keep coming. “Stop! I need sleep!” But no. The words. They do not heed my request. “Slow down, I can’t keep up!” If I don’t write them down immediately, I find the words have left me, and I don’t know whether to turn right or left to search for them. So I guess another name for a writer…is a word chaser. Continue reading “The Insufficiency of the Descriptive Means of Expression Known as Words”