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Verily verbose

OK, I think that’s it.

This is my last postaday2011 post using my current theme. Back on January 1st, I decided that I would link all of my postaday posts together with this theme, although the posts themselves may have had no other relevance to each other, or to my blog itself. However, as my blog is about anything and everything they all fit in somehow! At the beginning of the month, I said that I would have expected to get to February before I ran out of ideas, but that should have been almost February.

My postaday posts have all been linked together by double letters of the alphabet! January 1st’s postaday entry was “Ambling aimlessly”; the entry for the 2nd was “But… but…!”; on the 3rd I wrote about “Curious catchphrases”; and the 4th’s post was titled “During December”.

They all more or less came quite easily. Some I wrote the title to before the post itself, and others after the post had been written. Some letters caused a bit of a problem. I don’t know what happened to the entry for the letter K, it seemed to have gotten compacted into one word, but it was meant to be two – it must have had something to do with the brackets I suppose. Q’s entry was a bit of a bother, as I wanted the titles to make some kind of sense. And this one too for that matter – that is also the reason why I’m waffling on like this rather than just writing the single paragraph I had planned for this post.

I’ve decided to stop today, rather than going to the end for one reason, and one reason only. The letter X is, or was, two days away. I probably do know some words beginning with X, but I don’t actually recall using any X words in general conversation. Yes, I’ve spoken about the odd xylophone occasionally in the past, and on the 13th January, my postaday post was “Musically minded” where I wrote about knocking two pieces of wood together in the school music room. I’ve just discovered that xylo- means wood (from Greek) so in a way I kind of played a very small xylophone that day. Well, I’ll tell myself that anyway! I like learning new things so that’s a bonus.

So, I’ve got to day 22 with letter 22. Not bad really. The good thing is today is also the 22nd. It’s funny how these things work out… it’s as though they have been planned! No, I’m joking. 22 is the double of 11, this year is 2011, so I chose double letters to start the year. 22 is as good a time to stop as any. And no, it isn’t a catch 22 situation. I will continue with my postaday challenge, only slightly more random.

If ever it could be…

Ultraviolet Universe

Sorry, but I love the universe.

Here is a photo I have found of it taken in ultraviolet. Not by me, I hasten to add, I still can’t get a good photo of the moon. Only half appears here, but if you click on it you should get the full effect. Not the full effect as if you were actually there, but close enough when looking at a computer screen…

Here are some other amazing images I have found, which may or may not be in ultraviolet. The final photo is of home. Absolutely stunning:

Random Coincidence: The Tooth Fairy

When I was little, very little, I looked forward to one of my teeth coming out so I could pop it under my pillow at night for the Tooth Fairy to come along and replace it with a little sum of money for me for when I woke up in the morning. This always happened whenever I lost a tooth. And I’m sure, at times, I didn’t actually have to put the tooth under the pillow for the money to mysteriously appear.

If, however, I pretended that I had lost a tooth, I never received anything.

She is very clever, the Tooth Fairy. She knows the truth when she hears it, and she also knows when I tried to pull the wool over her eyes. I didn’t know this was what I was doing back then, though, as I was little and didn’t understand idioms. I still don’t fully, but that is a different story.

After a few years, the teeth that needed to fall out had done, and that was that. The never ending pot of the Tooth Fairy had been depleted in my case, and she was now using her magic on other children. By this time, I didn’t mind, as losing teeth usually meant that I had to go to the dentist, and that novelty soon wore thin. Even the stickers that said I was a ‘big boy now’ had lost their charm, and I had to do other things to get myself some money.

Time went on, and the Tooth Fairy was well and truly forgotten.

Until today. Eating earlier, I heard a loud crack inside my mouth. I thought at first it was something that I was eating – but I wasn’t eating anything that would crack like that. Another mouthful, and one of my bottom side teeth felt very strange indeed. And then it was out. Thoughts of the Tooth Fairy returned to me.

I carefully wrapped the tooth, and popped it under my pillow, for old time’s sake. I felt like I was four again. I’m sure I giggled when I was doing it!

I then logged onto my computer to check my emails. One of them stood out from the rest. It was from the National Lottery advising me that I had won £10.00. This email should have been delivered to me yesterday, but it was delayed for some reason, as the lottery was drawn on Wednesday night and winners are usually notified the next day. I checked my emails yesterday and it wasn’t there.

So, the Tooth Fairy is back! Only now using modern methods and original means to get the money to us!

Whenever, wherever, however and how much are not important. I’m grateful for the reminder of my younger days. Only, please don’t take offence if I don’t ask you to visit for some time now, Tooth Fairy, I’d like to keep hold of the remaining teeth I have for the next few years.


Too tired.

Early mornings and late nights are starting to take their toll.

My eyelids are heavy, and my eyes are stinging – and that is when I get up in the morning! Throughout the day they sting more and get heavier and heavier. I can feel the skin beneath my eyes drooping, and every breath that I inhale is so luxuriously relaxing I could simply fall asleep on the spot – regardless of what I am doing. Best be careful when I’m driving. Best have an early night is a better idea.

I was looking for a suitable image through the Google Image thingy, and saw this one…

If ever a photo sums up the feeling of sleepiness, this one is it!

Although I’m tired, I must blog. I have to post at least once a day, otherwise I can’t sleep. Even though I am as tired as I am now, I wouldn’t be able to go to sleep without typing something. Usually I write about anything, so this is really no exception to the rule…

There we are. Post added. Bed calling. Hope I don’t oversleep in the morning…


Simply Stunning!

I’m writing about me.

The whole blog is about me, my thoughts, feelings, ideas, fears, inspirations, experiences, dreams, likes and dislikes, moans and groans, physical changes, typing skills, hair, the occasional person I come across, more likes, more dreams, cosmic ordering AND the Law of Attraction, other universal laws, parallel universes, my take on history, and anything and everything that makes me feel good. And anything else that I can think of to write about on a daily basis.

I’m not even that bothered if what I write doesn’t make any sense at all – everything I add to this blog is my way of getting a better understanding of me. I write with respect because I am aware my thoughts are available to be viewed all around the world (and beyond; I type on a wireless keyboard so some of the letters must be sent to other places apart from my computer base…) If I write something that doesn’t make sense now, it may do so in a few days, weeks, months or years time – I’m that committed to get to know myself better – I am always filling in the gaps. And making more while I’m at it, but never mind.

Yes, this blog is about me. The title may give a slight clue there, but it is about ALL of me, not just my ego.

I wrote a post a while back about the many different ‘mes’ that inhabit the me that is typing this now, which will explain why some posts make more sense than others… one of the mes is a little more dominant than the usual me and his writing style may take over. Or hers too for that matter – I have a feminine side as well. A few actually.

Collectively, all of those little mes make up the whole me. The fact that I can see, hear, read, laugh, stretch, yawn, itch, sneeze, complain, eat, drink, be merry, and live is simply stunning. I can do all that, and more, without thinking of it (or them – I can do more than one of them at the same time… talk about multi-tasking!)

OK, it all comes naturally. I had to learn a few things along the way, but some things were always there. My thoughts have been with me since I was born. Before I was born, for that matter, looking at some of the thoughts I’ve been having. But they are my thoughts, and I like them. Even the cheeky ones.

My ego likes me writing about me. He likes it all the more when I describe in great detail just how fantastically good looking I am with my chiseled jaw, piercing blue eyes and six-pack stomach. Bernard then pipes up and tells me to look in the mirror. Bernard is my nagging voice and is usually at loggerheads with my ego. And me occasionally. It gets quite busy in my head when I’m having a three-way conversation with myself, usually when I’m trying to make a decision or try something new, like speaking to someone new. I’m sure I come across as a blithering idiot to new people… well, Bernard tells me I do.

But, things work out. They always do.

That’s another of the simply stunning things about life. Everything is going on around me, swirling like a vortex with events, people, memories, weather systems, decisions, disembodied voices and dreams appearing and disappearing at random, and I am in the middle of it, making my own kind of sense about it, and handling it.

We have lots to handle in our lives. These events are showing us that we are living. Handling living. Doing the best that we can and handling it.

That in itself is simply stunning.

And life in general is also stunning. Feeling good makes the stunning aspect sparkle. When you sparkle, you shine! When you shine you light up everything you do and everywhere you go. It’s a cycle… the more you feel good, the more you shine. The more you shine, the more you feel good.

I like feeling good. All of me does…