It's a hard world for little things.

It's a hard world for little things.

Lillian Gish 


Night of the Hunter

The truth on belief,,,Rebbeca Costa

When the complexity of the problems humans must solve exceeds the capability of our brains, we turn to beliefs.

Not what I thought it

 The human brain in a mystery to me.

So very powerful when focused.

So amusing when not.

So dangerous when lead astray

So weak without council

The line between hero and fool 

Is a very thin one.

My phone is ringing

06:15

 I have no place to be today,  my cellphone is ringing.

Who could be calling at this time? only one person, Me

Trying to make life more productive the alarm was set last week. 

Get out of bed, face the day make something out of yourself. 

The alarm stops, the room is cool, the bed is warm.

It is only me calling, let it go to voice mail.

06:30

Who in the hell is calling back  now?

Didn't I just call?

What makes me think I answer this time?

Its just the phone alarm, the bed is warm

07:30 Ring Ring

Damn it leave me alone can't you see I am tired?.

I just need to rest. no one needs to be taken anywhere.

I will smash that phone .....

Which is why its on the table across the room

09:30

Get out of bed and take me to the toilet.

Who are you? their are no little ones here

Now Mister, or you will lie in your urine

09:35

Bladder the can not be ignored,

no matter how cold the floor.

What Wind?

 The Wyoming phrase of shared suffering.

You don't even acknowledge it, walking across the bank parking lot. A 35 mph wind is a gentle breeze here. You smile and hold the door for the newcomer. A little flustered, trying hard to hold on to her papers  She says "Wow what a wind".  There is only one thing that you can say..... What wind?


There is nothing that can done about the wind here on the high prairie.  It is the price of living here, dry skin and chapped lips, hair always a mess. This is Wyoming there is no place like it on Earth.

Except maybe outer Mongolian in the spring?