Wasn't going to Post....

Actually, I was thinking of cutting back on my blather...it has been a rough couple of weeks. I am truly as exhausted as I have ever been....the mind isn't working like it should, the body is showing signs of age and wounds long forgotten, the heart is pondering......

But, and this is a Huge friggin But...heh, kinda like the one I saw at the track meet....Lady must have weighed in at about four times my slender Buck Seventy Five...hoo haw, when she "hauled butt", it musta taken her three, maybe four trips....

*sorry*.....I'm close to over my Melancholy.

I am sleeping the first night at Wollfs Lair. I just got back from the furniture store where I purchased a queen size, wrought iron bed with that fancy "memory foam" stuff in the mattress....thing is beautiful, four posted, solid, masculine to a fault, and downright Comfortable.....

I was so distressed at the thought of sleeping on my couch after being so exhausted from the move and all the other things going on. I may even take a picture of the damm thing, I'm so pleased.

Two frigging much $$ though....for a bed. And it was on sale. Oh well, at least I will sleep well. And I need to.....dreams sort a lot of things out for me.

Goodnite my Friends,

Dammit!! Do I have the right size sheets? And where the Hell did I pack them? Aaagh, "same old same old thing...."

Back to work, then hit the sack, sheets or no. Anybody remember where I packed the alarm clock? And the coffee pot?......welcome to my world.

Wollf

The French Have a Famous Saying.....

'Ce La Vie.....

"Such is Life"

Eff the French.

Wollf

Track and Field.......

Wow....my adrenaline is flying, even though it's not MY team anymore. Should have a few things to say this evening about a lot of stuff.

Just took a break from the field to move another losd over to my new abode, Wollfs Lair. Catchy name, huh? No more Walkabout for the Wollf. Permanent digs for a bit....yee hah, but I HATE moving.....

Back in a bit.....
Wollf

Some Physics......Because I want to......

That little baby there is a Black Hole. Everything goes in, nothing comes out. Physicists don't really have a clue about them, except that, repeat with me, "Everything goes in, Nothing comes out".

So, what's up with Wollfs gray matter today? Well, you see, the worlds largest and most powerful ever "Super Collider" is set to go on line in Mid May.....for you spiritual conspiricsts, that's like umm, 15 May...the 60th Anniversary of the creation of the Nation of Israel.

Stick with me.....and no I'm not being overly serious, sheesh...hold the letters.

Any ways, one particular physicist, one Walter L. Wagner, is suing the Large Hadron Collider and it's attendants to stop the frigging thing from doing what it was intended to do......Collide.

As in itsy bitsy teeny particles....at almost the speed of Light. Remember that? Let's just say tha t the particles are gonna be going faster than anything man made has ever done before. Close to 186,000 miles...per second. Got that?

The resultant *ka-boom*, the scientists "hope" will render, TEMPORARILY, a new type of matter.....or as Herr Doktor Wagner is deeply concerned.....

A frigging Black Hole.

Truth is? Neither side really knows what exactly is going to bounce oughtta this bad girl. If it's a positively charged electron, (usually negative)....may be kinda cool.
Could shed light on how the Universe was actually formed.

A frigging Black Hole.

Remember that earlier lesson? Black Hole equals....."Everything in, Nothing out". Doc Wagner thinks that these big boys are biting off a bit more than they can chew.

He has filed in Hawaiian Court for a temporary restraining order until the eggheads can prove....and of course they never really can, until the *Ka-Boom*, that it won't create a World eating Particle of Black Holiness. (Did I say Black Holiness?)

So, you can see the Court Documents RIGHT HERE . If you're interested....kinda Legal Science talk, non proven, possibly nothing to worry about....kinda like Al Gore.

But.....Look at the tie-in...besides the fact that "theoretically what Wagner is screamin crazy about "could" happen.

Sixtieth Anniversary of Israel on or about the day they turn this bad girl on.

Black Holiness.....Yes I did say that....could it be a reference to Barack Obama? (Maybe the "Evil One"...or is that Hillary?)

Al Gore and his Man made "end of the world" theories.....

Anybody thinking Armageddon? Didn't think so. Oh well. If it was, at least the French would go first, it's on the French-Swiss border.

Damm....I was kinda hoping for some "End of the World Sex". Just having some fun.....everything seems to be so horrible in the News today.

Gotta go.....
Wollf, I only play the scientist on my Blog.

PS.....Honestly though? Wagner is right in that it really "could" do what he's worried about. Anybody really really really worried about it, my e-mail is in the "about me" section........heh

Life isn't all Butterflies and Rainbows and Puppies....

And we all know it. There is this though, we Humans have the capacity for Love. I've been pondering lately, and "think" that I have it worked out a little better....

Seems there's another capacity that we have which at imes is in direct contradiction to the first....Logic. Damnable logic. I am a poet and a lover of no import, but I simply have to choose passion and patience over numbers and what ifs.....

"Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it, and it darts away." - Dorothy Parker

"Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it...It really is worth fighting for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk everything, you risk even more." - Erica Jong

"We love because it's the only true adventure." - Nikki Giovanni

Wollf craves adventures and has never avoided a risk. Patience.

I hope that you all love as deeply as I do. It's quite a comfort to a troubled Soul.
Wollf

And just to lighten the mood.....the ADD version of the thinking about Logic vs Love....

"To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer. But suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness. I hope you're getting this down."

Simple, right?
Wollf again........

So Much going on......

Just a quickie morning update after a busy evening with the Cubs......

Divorce is finally heading to final settlement, May 14th....I'm in the process of moving into the new Wollfs Lair....I hate moving, but I'm becoming excited at the fact that I shall have a place all my own....nice little private Meditation garden in the front, huge second floor balcony hangout in the back......fun stuff.

Track and Field season is upon us. For the first time in eight years, I have no responsibilities other than to cheer on Lil' Wolfie as he shatters ten year old records in the 400 and 800 meters.....wow, that will be .....weird.

First meet is tomorrow, starts at 0830 and will run til it's done. In years gone by, we'd usually end between 1430 and 1500hrs. I have a feeling with this new board of directors that the last events will be done under the lights.....oh well.

I'll be bouncing in and out, getting more stuff moved, and making sure I'm there for Lil' Wolfies events. Luckily....although not for the board, it's a home meet. Me, it's close to home. Them....ouch, running a track meet takes a lot of work and knowledge, and the new board has a a Job ahead of them. Go Panthers!

Other things on my heart, but I won't speak of them here.......
Wollf

This Post Has Been Removed.....

Too bad too......It was some of the best Poetry and Prose that I've ever written. I actually saw the writing as inspired.

You would not have seen it that way because you "know" me. Puts a whole new spin on reading, you understand. Whereas we might all enjoy reading the ocassional novel, or even these voyeur like glances into other Peoples lives and loves.....

You get to a point where it just gets personal. You have a little line of caring that you step over, and all of a sudden, its not just words anymore. You care.

Then, absurdly, the Author cares....a bit about his audiences sensibilities.

So, thus you won't be reading the entirety of OF THIS FICTION

It's two oh f*cking clock
I''ve been staring at my Glock
For hours

Nope.....because you see, if you didn't "know" Wollf, that writing might catch your eye....and you'd want to see where the idea went.

But since you think you do "know" Wollf, instead, it might just put your heart up in your throat.

Just an exercise to make the point that we become involved somehow.....Wollf is fine.

Too bad about that Post. I RARELY WRITE SOMETHING THAT IMPRESSES ME.

Editors Note: The Bold Italics were added this morning. I "Thought" that I had Qualified enough. Apparently not. I'm working through some new things, some pleasant, and some not so to my Soul.

I do it by writing, People.


Wollf

The Funniest Video in a Long time......

"Hillary Redeemed", screams the headline....

Go check it out yourself over at.......
Something and Half of Something

I became mildly paralyzed, so do take care.....


Thanks LindaSoG....I needed that laughter.
Wollf

Would you like to know something......

About your way less than humble author?.......hmmmm? Can you handle the truth?

Ok,.....if you're still reading, it's your decision, not mine.

Wollf is a big dummy. There you have it. Learned the phrase from a Woman of Valor and Honor. I Love Her. Not too many People, let alone people, can get away with saying that to me and have me even "look at their carcass", let alone laugh at the silliness of the statement.........

Ladies and Gentlemen, I am having a wonderful time right now....a bit stressful, what with "drawin' down" on an uninvited intruder into my bedroom, re-doing taxes from four years ago, regular work issues, readying the move to Wollfs Lair, and being generally .........

Ummmm, errr, uhhh, well.......
yannow"?

Basically, there are times when I doubt, quite seriously, if I have the ability to write the things that I feel in an understandable manner, and to be of asssitance to Any Person......

Maybe everybody goes through this, but this is the first time for me.

We've evolved.....we've been to the scary parts a bit.....I guess I have to keep on going....even though sometimes I just want to end this rambling and get on with the business of being COMEPLETLEY boring.......

Yannow?

But I can't.....and if you're still reading, I s'pose you don't want me to either. So, you'll continue to be able to peek into this little window of my Soul, I'll be able to clear out my thoughts....and....

We will just see whether or no my Life becomes a field of Daisies, or not.

There. Fun stuff for the next couple...promise....hell, met a Congressman...actually he called out my name in a parking lot, who "thinks" that he is a Conservative Republican.......

Heh....I'll tell you tomorrow,
G'nite.....yup, you know how I feel..........

Wollf

Intermission........suspended.

Oh Goodness, but Whatevah shall I do.......

I think that I shall do my part with a "young feller" that needs to be read a bit more......

He made me laugh a bit today when I was feeling a "bit" down.....

It is truly amazing to me sometimes, how a simple "hearing of a voice", or goofy thing can make me change my mind about things......

I have another one of those silly "Tag you're it" things.....this time from Ms. Sailorette....now, being as she's all Married and Legal now and such.....I'll do it...

Geezer, Geezer,
You're Bo Beezer,
Fanana Fo Fanna
Go Geezer,
Me, My Moe, Meezer,
Go Geezer!!

I might not shall evah forgive you for this, Foxfier.

So, the rules are.....*hold on whilst I cut and paste....la la hmmm, la la la..*

Here we go......
Meme Rules:

1. Tag one to many persons by doing the name game song on their Blogger name (their first name, if they have one).

2. Tell your tagged, name-gamed bloggers that they will have to continue the Name Game meme, or your bread will turn moldy overnight, even if it's in the fridge.


But then....Foxfier......you can probably be excused.....You and your Spouse were.....

NAVY!!

*an integral part of the Marine Corps*........

Make sure you see what the Geezer..much older than I...has to say, at The GEEZER
Wollf

Woke up very early.......

Heck, 0430 is early in anyone's book. I've ben overthinking.
Can't have that. So.....

*INTERMISSION*

Wollf

Metaphorically speaking........

Just seems to be the right thing to do......remember, but not Just....a Metaphor.



Wollf

Too much in the way of Introspection leads to......

Well, in Wollfs' case, a Need to take a break. Plenty of time for Meditation tonight, no Cubs, packing stuff up for the move......I think I've worked through my feelings and I've come to a one word conclusion.

Patience.

I'm still on this Earth, barring a *nasty little surprise* from G-d, or taking the proffered "Job" over in the Sandbox, for another 25 to 30 years......

What's the hurry?

So......herewith, I give you a little mind bend.....enjoy.



Made me say "HUH?".....fun, though.
Wollf

Really Bad Poetry Alert.....

I wish sometimes....

That I had no feelings,
Like those men who take and never give.

That I felt no Loving,
That I felt no heartache,
Only my own experience to live.

Love 'em and leave 'em all,
Like those men who never feel.

That I had no Honor,
That I felt no pain,
That I my heart was made of steel.

Never caring,
Simply wearing
Their virtues on my sleeve.

The problem though,
As you may know....
I simply,

I Believe.

And Believe I do. And Honor I have. And Patience......oh the patience of a Wolf when waiting. An hour....a day...a year, five, ten.....

I'm right here.
Being a Friend.

I Love. I am Beloved.

*Break From Bad Poetry*
This is an amazing video. It spoke to me for reasons and reasons and reasons. Where I am right now, and the fact that I have to keep on going.

Turn down the sound, you don't need to hear the chatter, and walk with Wollf a little bit down this rather precarious part of his Path.

Don't be afraid, we shall get through this as better and more fulfilled People.


Get that little tingle in your groin following them down the Pathway? That's how I feel right now. Just got back from a mind clearing.....and not "quite" so dangerous climb. Decided to write a bit after all.....

Thanks to DOUGM in the comments at Knowledge is Power for the Precarious Path Video.

I gotta go out again.....make a call....hear a voice
Wollf

again and again and again

Folkes, things happen for reasons. I Love. I Am Loved.

But somehow unrequited...nice joke there G-d.
There are times when I feel like coming up there and discussing your Purpose in person, Lord.

Like now. Songs words are simple and epic at the same time....the language of the actors is best left not understood.....the beauty of the dance moves me



I may not be writing for a bit
Love you guys
Wollf

As a prelude to the post below.......

My fave picture of The Prez an Missus, along with that critter that should have been considered "The Football"......


Bigger and Wollf went on a very little trip.......

Reintroduced him to an old Friend.......

The Reagan Library......

From a "different" perspective. No seriousness here.....been contemplating too much lately.

Wollf took Bigger Wolfie to see the Great Mans Library.....actually, we really did see the Library itself.....three floors down, armed guards, a personal Escort. Ninety Five or more percent of People visiting see the Museum.

I had business and clearance to go down, and knew that Bigger would have fun "going where no Man has gone before....". He thought he was James Bond, for crying out loud.

It looks like this.....


Yes, that is an EXTREMELY long hallway......and all filled with unimportant "Looking" stuff like this.......



We had a Great time....and better yet, I think that I was able to stem the insidious tide of Liberalism that has been creeping into his young skull full of mush.....heh.
Ok, I cheated....who can resist the allure and charisma of the Great Communicator?

So, what did we do, you didn't bother to ask.....I mean on the Public Floors....we can't speak of the below ground stuff....well, we saw this....



Yup...Air Force One...and this......


Marine Corps One...oh, and the Oval Office with all of the Original Furnishings and decorations.....


It made the Cub more contemplative than usual....he had to take a moment to let the tide of Conservatism flow over him while gazing out on Reagan Country.....


But heh.....even though I've "Been There, Done That"....I always take a moment of reflection there myself.....I mean, "Mr. Gorbachev, Tear down this Wall!!"....who doesn't get a little chill at that?.....


Very seriously, if you are ever in the area....don't miss the Reagan Library. If you're one of "mine", I'll take you myself. It's a stirring experience, and a testament to a Man that by G-d did his best.

Next up....a ritto rinda rinda that I found....good stuff.

G-d Bless America and her Allies.
Wollf....oh, and Bigger Wolfie too.....

Just what's going on.......

Well....let's just say that it has been an interesting, and thought provoking evening......Bigger Cub had no Drum line practice, he helped Little escape after school....and they evac'd to the local Taco Bell......

Hory Clap, where ever do they get their adventurous spirits? I showed up to grab 'em, and I see my Ten Year Old.....traipsing out of the local watering hole, holding a Large paper plate full of fruit.......Aaagh!

S'cuse me, Lil' Wolfie, but (wtf) are you doing with that? "Oh Sire, it's Thursday. They have Happy Hour with Strawberries, Melons, Pineapple and Bananas.....It's Free!!"

The Cub had walked in to a Bar and helped himself to the Happy Hour plates. "Ummm, did you think you might want to ask me if that was ok?" "Nope", said he, "They all know me in there.....I really like Thursdays......"

What ever am I to say? I s'pose I have to start drinking my O'Douls somewhere else....I just don't know where he gets his charm. No one bats an eye when he walks in, waves, shouts "Howdy Guys!!", and proceeds to fill a plate with "To Go" food.

Had a deep and study inducing conversation on the phone......I have found in the last little bit of time that I am not Nearly as wise in the ways of Life in General, or the World and Word of G-d as I want to be.....Hory Clap....

Whatever you do, don't listen to me. I realise that I am a work in progress. I think that I may have forgotten that a bit.....feeling a bit comfortable with myself, but.......Nope....gotta restart the Meditations....really get to the core of what I believe, so that I can share it all.......acceptable or not, I have got to know.

Weird #$%@##$ with the X-P, a bit also, Not quite sure what the heck is going on for the weekend. I don't want to mess up the Cubs schedules, but I'm s'posed to be taking at least Bigger up to Ventura to a Bar B Que on Sunday......(Divorce Sucks, Folks.....not so much for the Adults involved, heck...I want out and done now....but the Cubs?......dificult to say the least.

I'm Moving.....We're moving....YAY!!! No more Boarding House feel. Walkabout was a good interim, in fact the Condo we're moving to is an interim also, but Wollf needs a place to call Lair. Next week we go.....

Finally able to move all of my stuff....including Piano!! Yay!! and such into a place where only Wollf and the Cubs have keys.....

Stressful? Yup.....Very...in fact...VERY. I hate to move. I need One B.O.O. Now I'll have it. Goodnite. I havta spin in to the Office early and then play abit of "hookey" for the Cubs.

Should be a good weekend.

Wollf

Greatest Tattoo Evah........

Didn't post last night......finishing up a little Project. I really should not be allowed out without a "Handler".......

This is the forearm of one of my New Hires. I specifically requested a Youngster with no visible Body Art, as my Division deals with "Regular" Folke, and some people find it off putting.

The young Man showed up, I saw the outline of the Tattoo from fifty feet away, and instantly decided that he wouldn't work for my needs.

He walked up, shook my hand, introduced himself, and I asked to have a closer look.



Ok......I made an exception. USMC, Honoring the Fallen. He has a job as long as I'm around. Doesn't hurt that he's well Disciplined and an Earnest and Hard Worker.

I think I'll get the "Corporate" version.....Downsized.....

Semper Fi
Wollf

Our "Hollow" Army.....

Betcha won't see this report of the State of our Volunteer Army spread around on the Main Stream......Simply wouldn't do to acknowledge Success.

FOX NEWS

In December 2006 former Secretary of State and Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff Colin Powell warned, "The active Army is about broken."

According to Army statistics obtained exclusively by FOX News, 70 percent of soldiers eligible to re-enlist in 2006 did so — a re-enlistment rate higher than before Sept. 11, 2001. For the past 10 years, the enlisted retention rates of the Army have exceeded 100 percent. As of last Nov. 13, Army re-enlistment was 137 percent of its stated goal.

Never did care for Powell's sense of self importance. As difficult as this is for an old Jarhead to say......."Go Army"!!

Thank You, FOX News.
Wollf

A Quick Link .........

To more than you might feel "Comfortable" knowing.......but that all Caring People should. The Video will break your Heart. Do what you feel is Right.

Something and Half of Something

Do you ever get the feeling that you're Learning more about the World and the Evil in it than you want to? I've had comments that I have made People go to places that they wished they'd never seen.....

I feel that way right about now.

But then again......I am no Sheep.
Thank you Linda.

Wollf

Okey-Dokey then......Regarding the Post Below.....

Wollf is the Spiritual product of an "interesting" childhood. First, an explanation of sorts, as to the meanings of the last post and the quotations therein:

First, I cited Three Quotes, expressing Five Beliefs. Yup, try and hang in there with me, it's fairly shallow in the deep end of my pool.....

The Basics are Numbers. Facets of Souls and Spirituality if you will. One, Two, Three........"Quotes"..... All of the Major Faiths....it seems to me in my ignorance, are based on these.

As far as Wollf's Unshakable beliefs....Numbers One and Two are summed up in the first Quote. Judaism believes in One G-d.

Period, end of Lesson. The Proverb is a gentle jibe at Christianity's' "Trinity". Theirs is the G-d of the Old Testament...which I have expounded on in the past and acept with Reverence. Many Jews do not "get" the notion of ....oh heck, "Three, Three, Three G-ds in One!"....as the Christians Trinity suggests......

So....I believe in One G-d. Period. Christianity and the different sects can add or subtract to that as much as they like, I do not care....not my business.

So...In Wollf's Opinion....1)...Jews have it right on that. They were first on the scene with Monotheism....not to mention the Old Testament, 'member that?....and 2)....Christians have it too.....so long as they don't start dissecting My G-d into different and Separate Entities.

Number Three of Wollf's beliefs...(the second quote)...is a simple one......Two sides of Man....and thus, two sides of the Spirit World. One Good. One Evil. A lot of the Amerind Tribes subscribed to this "theology". It is up to the Individual to choose which Hand he shall grasp.

I can get on that bus also. Life, or rather the way we decide to Live it, really is "Black or White, Good or Evil".....

Number Four.....Wow, Old Black Elk was quoted back in 1865.....He was no Christian and he was no Jew....but he espoused the Core belief in One Power....spell that G-d. He just framed it differently......with the things that he knew, and the cycles that he experienced. I have no problem with that either.....

Why....or How can Wollf accept All Four?

Because of Number Five.....

My Basic and Core Belief is in One and only One G-d. The G-d of the Old Testament that I've spoke of before. The G-d of my Grandfather who saw "things" in Nature that I could not, that saw his surroundings as not only "Proof", but also Wisdom of his G-d. I do not believe in shortcuts. I am either a Good and Worthy Man in the eyes of my G-d........or I am not.

G-d's First Commandment was to have no other god before Him. I, and I'm just opining, no shooting please......Don't and never will, and more, I simply don't think that G-d really cares all that much about what the "Decorations" are in your Home, or Church or Synagogue, or on the Dashboard of your Car.

Whether you wear Eagle Feathers, or Fez, or Yarmulkes....or speak Latin or Hebrew, or have Rock-n-Roll Service, or simply "roll"......play with snakes, bow to the East, tend to orange gowns or what the heck......

You believe in Him.....and only Him....and live your Life in accordance with His Commandments......you're Okey-Dokes with Wollf. That means you are a Good Man or Woman....

I don't know.....No Man or Woman knows. We'll find out though, won't we?

There you have it.......not very well put.....but hey, I'm just a Searcher who has seen a Lot, and has a penchant toward writing...... Live good lives. Love, Accept.....but never turn the other cheek.

Remember, there are two sides to everything......except G-d. I make any sense at all?

I do Know this....there are two of Us....that are meant to be together to make One. We may not have them yet, but ......hey, that is the Plan.

Wollf

I Love it, and I detest it when Someone makes me Ponder......

If triangles had a God, He'd have three sides. ~Old Yiddish Proverb

All things in the world are two. In our minds we are two, good and evil. With our eyes we see two things, things that are fair and things that are ugly.... We have the right hand that strikes and makes for evil, and we have the left hand full of kindness, near the heart. One foot may lead us to an evil way, the other foot may lead us to a good. So are all things two, all two. -Letakos-Lesa) Pawnee

You have noticed that everything as Indian does is in a circle, and that is because the Power of the World always works in circles, and everything tries to be round..... The Sky is round, and I have heard that the earth is round like a ball, and so are all the stars. The wind, in its greatest power, whirls. Birds make their nest in circles, for theirs is the same religion as ours....
Even the seasons form a great circle in their changing, and always come back again to where they were. The life of a man is a circle from childhood to childhood, and so it is in everything where power moves. -Black Elk Oglala Sioux Holy Man

Three Sides.....Two Sides....One Full Circle of Being.

Ever wonder why it's so difficult to get your mind wrappped around our Existence?

Warning, and a "slight" apology, but I seem to have been set into a bit of a querying mode. I shall explore it, because I realise ......That I need to.

To Fully understand our Existence is to Fully fool ourselves. It can't be done. But we as Men and Women are called upon to try. -Wollf

Yes, I quoted myself. Hell, nobody else is going to......

Wollf

But Then again......

Remember what I said in the last Post 'bout Melancholy? If'n yah don't...let me explain a bit clearer.....

Getting the "sadness" out....that's kinda the melancholy, dontcha know.....gives a Man the opportunity to clutch and hold on to....very tightly, the Now, and the Love and the Possibilities....I hope that you can Understand.....heh

I need to thank my Dear Friend DW for "inspiring" me on this....so there you go.

Picked up Bigger night before last, was driving back up to Walkabout for the evening, when he asked, not so subtley....to drive my truck.....he happens to be all of fifteen years old, a Manly, if rather on the short side, and a bit long haired....(sorry, Leonidas),......sort of Feller....

I said "Ayuh"...drive if you can.

Here's the "train of thought memory as it flew"......Bigger getting in truck and then telling Me to shut My door. oops.....

Then telling ME to start the engine and "roll.".... he doesn't know how to fire the baby up......

Bigger says....I'm hungry....... nothing new here....he's ALWAYS hungry...

Drive-thru at McDonalds. Wollf wanted a fruit "thingie" We then discussed with "whomever" was on the radio about the price they were charging, in about every language except the Kings Own.... Wollf thought it was too much money. Then, as we get to the window to pay, Wollf can't find his money. Bigger screaming "Dad"......(he should have said "Sire"....whatcha gonna do?)

Bigger telling me when and where to turn to get to Walkabout (this was scary)...the friggin' nerve of the Cub...

I stopped and parked my truck. I got out. I explained that if He thought he knew the way better, and that He could drive better..........

Bigger had trouble moving the seat up - I must say that Wollf was not much help with this. Simple instructions about reaching under the seat, pulling the lever up, "skootching" forward.....aagh, it was lost on the Cub...

Well...truck started.... inside Gated Community...no one around.....I "panicked" a little anyways....

Saying repeatedly "slow down" Bigger saying repeatedly "I'm not going that fast."

Turning corners seemed to be a problem for both of us. At that point, Shamans, Rabbis , Priests and Friends who felt the "disturbance" in the Matrix started praying ...............

Parking - Bigger thought that it was fine - Wollf didn't......The Cub repeated, "Sire, it's fine, leave it."

It seemed to take forever trying to get him out of the truck so that Wollf could repark.

When I finally reparked I remember saying,"Oops....aahhhh....it's ok."

Hell....it was only a Rose Bush.....not like it was a Daisy or anything......sheesh.

And the memory of my Cubs first attempt at driving? Heck, You be the judge...the Song really says it all.....

Just a short bit of Melancholy.........

Remember....Melancholy ain't all that bad.....where I was raised, and with my Grandfathers influence and teachings, it basically means...."Touching and feeling difficult things"......make sense?

We all have to do that if we are to move onward in our appointed paths....period. My "Understanding" is that although we do Have free will.....Somebody Greater than us has a "Plan"......we can decide to stray from the "Path"....all is well and good, but I personally believe that most things happen for a reason.

And then there is "Tradition"......the tradition of the Elders....like Catholic Mass, like lighting the Candles at Shabbat Dinner.....or personal, new traditions...

Like I did tonight.....like I've done for the last four years.....like I'll do for the rest of this Life of mine.

Silly, you might think....but I sing "Danny Boy" on or about Saint Patricks Day every year. Not to myself and quietly, but rather loudly, and to all that can hear.

It Honors my Eldest Daughter Heather....great Name to be sung "Danny Boy", don't you s'pose? She loved it. It was the last song I heard at her Funeral in Chicago....it makes me cry. I don't cry very often.

It just so happens that my favorite "hang out" was having a silly "karaoke" night tonight....and instead of just singing to the Sky.....I had musical accompaniment.

An Eighty year old Lady, with a voice like an Angel, sang with me.......we've known each other for years........

I know that it made "H" happy......I sing fairly darn well.....my Elder Lady friend added just the touch. I didn't share this "need" of mine with the Ones I care about because it's not about Me.....it's just sumpthin' that I do, yannow?

Couple People remembered from last year, when I just sang.....with no music. Guess it touched them too, yannow.

I am Happy. Just plain Happy....mostly...wait'll I tell ya about the new "Bachelor Pad" for the Cubs and I.....Hooo Haww, it'll be a time....

Love you all...."cept you, Leonidas.....unless we get to share a drink...heh

Wollf

Musings.....

A few more random vacation pictures.....The young Ladies were out in force in Key West, what with Spring Break and all......Quite the cheery and friendly types, hold up a camera and the go zero to full waves and smiles in zero seconds.

Mopeds were pretty much the transportation of choice....

Course, I get a bit goofy at times.....afraid of being recognised by some old associates down there, I dug into my trusty bag - o- disguises, zip, bing, bang....instant white, middleaged Bob Marley....gots the Ganja, Bebe?

Then another bunch of manniquins....I find them humorous. Actually this silly shot was M'Ladys idea........


Didin't write last nite, I was out with Bigger at a fundraiser "talent" show at the High School till almot 0100 hrs. He sat in with the "Allman Bros" during their little set...Butch Truck, their drummer couldn't do his thing, I understand and Bigger was Rock Star for a time.....

Girls were swooning as he spun his "Flame" sticks over his head between beats.....funny stuff....lucky to live in a place like this...heh. I have to take him Back down to the school here in a second....Drumline Competition today. Too much to do.

Readying for the move away from Walkabout House and into the Bachelor Pad, Yee-Haw.

Talk later,

Wollf

Whenever Wollf Feels a little Blue.......

A Person that I care Very Deeply for is feeling a bit down this morning....the pressures of Life, Work, Love and Home.....Yannow?

It happens. I've Definitely been there.....and through all the earlier introspection that I've done, I "think" I understand how to circumvent it.....

Thus, before "The Blues" become un "Bear" able......I shall launch a Pre-emptive strike to warm her Heart. You watch this and don't get a little bitty smile......well, we'll try something else.

With all the Goofy Love I have......I remind you all that we just need "the bare necessities of Life to get us through"....oh and friendship, and a good scratching tree....



There......a "little" smile?
Wollf

Pretty much ....nothing tonight......

Track Season has commenced. I have been the....awshi-ite....don't EVEN go there.....Head Coach of the local Track Club for about Eight years.

Love it....really do.....Lil' Wollfie had workout-practice this evening....tough thing for this old Fellah, 'cuz I stepped down......aaaagh...I'm ok, but Hory Clap, I miss workin' with the Kids........

Anyway.....the Vid below is a major WTF for me, and I wanted to share......O-Bomba wants to cut our Security, Military, Defense spending? Listen to him.....I'm not making this up.....I'm not that creative......

WTFFHell.....is he saying? We should be "nice-nice"......get rid of our DEFENSIVE shield and future BETTER technology......awww, Crippy Crap. Sorry to my slightly left leaning, Peace Loving Friends,,,,but................

It simply doesn't work like the way candidate OBAMA WANTS IT TO. We need Hard Men, and Hard Technology to keep our progeny safe..........Bad people out there, People...Just listen to him.....eeeeeewwwwh, *gak*.....ded.


Sorry so short, but I have the Cubs....and it's late.....

Wollf

Rinda, Rinda.........

I have no idea what that was all about......just seemed like the thing to say.

Come on, try it. "Rinda, Rinda......" Just seems to feel good.
Heh,

Wollf

The Daily Show and The Berkely Marines....

Just saw this....I don't watch the Daily Show....but this was funny. Undercover with Code Pinko.....it's at:

Curmudgeonly and Skeptical

Enjoy.......
Wollf

A Three Hour tour........

Just sit right back and I'll tell a tale, a tale of a fateful trip......

Mary Ann.....My very own Mary Ann......Never was a Ginger kinda Wollf. Beautiful, Girl next Door....ahh the adolescent fantasies of a young Wollfling....That was her then.

The Professor had nary a clue......



This is Mary Ann today.....


A surprise birthday party for Dawn Wells, the actress who played Mary Ann on "Gilligan's Island," ended with a nearly three-hour tour of the Teton County sheriff's office and jail when the 69-year-old was caught with marijuana in her vehicle while driving home.

Wells is now serving six months' unsupervised probation for the crime. She was sentenced Feb. 29 to five days in jail, fined $410.50 and placed on probation after pleading guilty to one count of reckless driving.

"I exited my patrol vehicle and immediately was able to smell a strong odor of burning marijuana," arresting Officer Gutierrez wrote in his report. "As I approached the vehicle I noticed all four window (sic) of the vehicle were lowered and the female driver was not wearing a jacket."

When Gutierrez asked her why he could smell marijuana, Wells reportedly told him that she'd just given a ride to three hitchhikers and had dropped them off when they began smoking something. (Oh sure, Mary Ann....he's Never heard THAT one before....)

When Gutierrez searched the car, he found three half-smoked joints in the ashtray and console, according to the report. A second search after Wells' arrest netted a fourth half-smoked joint and two small cases used to store marijuana, Gutierrez said.
After Wells failed a field sobriety test, she was handcuffed and taken to the sheriff's office

Mary Ann in Handcuffs !!!
And she's almost Seventy years old....and still smokin' the Ganja?
Sheesh, next thing, you're gonna tell me that the Governor of New York is involved in a Prostitution Scandal......

Wollf

Another bit of Silliness.......

Oh my friggin' Goodness......I seem to have done it again. Insert large furry Paw directly in throat.....bypass mouth and go directly to choke myself......

Yah see, I just stopped in at the Market that I frequent....heck, I almost live there .......owned and operated by "christian" Arabs....which by the way actually probably means Agnostic.....but at least they're not mooslime....

Yes, I do actually have a problem with that....too friggin' bad. Please deal with it. Oh yah, the story......Eddie (Yah, right....actually Eck-(phlegm)-muud), owns the store.....Eddie was working the counter and asked for a story about my trip.

I told him about Key West, and what a wonderful time I had there with M'Lady. I expounded.......just as two very large young fellahs walked in....removing their motorcycle helmets, about walking down Duval street.

We mosied by an outdoor bar area where about eight or so Men were sitting and watching and commenting on the passers by.

A young feller, sans shirt, reasonably fit, rode by on his rented mo-ped.....you know the noise when you jack the accelerator on a mo-ped? Kinda like a vrooo-blehh instead of a VRROOOMM....yannow?

He cruises by, feeling all full of himself, and one of the Men shouts out, "HO---MO......". Poor kid, some day he might grow into a Harley....well at least maybe a Honda.....

M'Lady and I laughed for at least two blocks about the absurdity and the "lesson" in self worth that the boy got....heh.

Sooooooo.....I related the story to Eddie in the presence of these two Large young men......I paid, said howdy to the fellahs, and made my exit.

Just outside the store was a mo-ped.

I looked at it. I looked back inside the store. They looked back at me.

I kinda figured that "it was on", and steeled myself for a well deserved beat down.

Kid came out, looked at me and said, "We borrowed my sisters mo-ped. It's not ours."

I said that I figgered t'wasn't......and escaped with most of my dignity and all of my body intact. Dammnation, I have got to learn to look around a bit before I spout off....

Good kids. Bad grownup. Lesson learned.

It was funny though......
Wollf

Just what the Hell is a Cowgirl?......huh?

Well, first, I s'pose we should havta define Cow....Boy, and mostly, actually Only, because the basic and few definitions of "Cowgirl" are summed up with "A Female Cowboy".

(Well.....then it goes on to explain se%ual positions and such, but THAT is not what we're talking about here.....get your minds out of the gutter...)

Cowboy...according to Webster, means.....

1. A hired man, especially in the western United States, who tends cattle and performs many of his duties on horseback. Also called cowman, cowpoke, cowpuncher; also called regionally buckaroo, vaquero, waddy2. See Regional Note at vaquero.
2. An adventurous hero.
3. Slang A reckless person, such as a driver, pilot, or manager, who ignores potential risks in order to complete a task.

So then.....let us examinate these three items......hmmm, Yup on "One", been there and done that....head fracture number one happened under those circumstances......

"Two"......never ever thought of me self in the "hero" mode.....but adventurous? I s'pose we would have to give another yup to that one. (Fracture number two)...I have said to my self on several occasions, "Self? WTF are you doing in a situation like this?" Then I would get whatever I was doing....Done, and extricate myself as quickly as possible from that damnable "Dangers" proximity.

"Three"?.......Oh smokes....I s'pose that fits fairly well....unless it involves either Elephants....or the IRS. I seem to be slightly afraid of both of them....equally. (yes, elephants. They eat People, of that I'm sure. I saw "Elephant Walk" when I was five years old........still kinda get the shivers....

Wait, where was I? Reading back....have some patience....da da dalala.....Oh Yah!

On the way home....rather late, I was listening to the local Country radio station, and heard George Strait singing about Cowgirls.......When I was a young Wollf, they were the "stuff".

Ladies who wore satin breeches, had the strength to control an ornery horse, head or tail cattle, tote hay along with a Man, cuss when needed......a Woman who was sure of herself........One that you could count on when the chips were down.....

But.....one that felt sure of herself enough to drop the veneer of "tough" and get down to the proper business of just plain being a partner and a lover and a friend. All "girlie" like and stuff......

A true Lady, that's not above telling her Man to perform an impossible anatomical feat if he deserves it, and yet ready and able to give him a sweetheart of a hug when he occasionally needs it.......yah, sometimes we do.....

So, to you Ladies, whether you be from Tombstone, Boulder, Santa Fe or Brooklyn.....A Cowgirl is exactly what you might be.....

Excuse the Animes, but heck, I thought they were kinda cute.



Yes....more about the vacation later....I just get in moods....Crazier than a Palmetto Bug, don't ya know.....

G'nite,
Wollf

Just For Fun.....

I can't remember if I've posted this before.....and some of you may have seen it by now, but....hey, it's my Blog, and it just plain friggin' cracks me up.

Indiand.....as in from India....Music, with English sub-titles...well, kinda. It's actually just what the writer "thought" the darn words sound like in English.

Hit it, Benny Lava!



Is Dude the stuff, or what?
Heh.

Wollf

Back in So-Cal Again..........

Writing shall now re-commence.......well, as of tomorrow. Ol' Wollfie seems to be exhausted. Wow, what a time.....a lifetime of memories in ten short days.....I've done that before, as have all of you probably, but this "new" Wollf....well, it just feels different.

I didn't know how to .....umm, heck I don't really know the word. Appreciate might well be close. The ADD.....'member the couple of head fractures? Kept me from really being in the moment. This trip, and a wonderful one it was, will be in my mind for a Long, Long time.

And......I was Blessed with spending it with a Lady who.....got my off kilter way of thinking. I don't know as I have laughed so much....at People, at myself, at my Companion......so much, and so irreverently, and so "safely" ever before in my life.

As of tomorrow, I shall be recounting some of the goofier....and some of the more thoughtful moments of the trip.......

For now though, I'll leave you with a photo that I took that really summed up the ironically humorous aspect of the trip. I almost want a variant of this sign, which we noticed in Key West, as the Epitaph for my gravestone someday.

Because a Life, no matter who you are, or what you accomplish, is really just a Life. Do what you are able with yours. Help where you can....but don't Ever be ashamed if you do your best.

Heck......the Building that this sign is on.....is still there. Be memorable, even in your "Normality"....



1897.....Nothing happened. My mind sees that as an understatement of greatness. There are a lot of years between that and today that aren't and can't be mentioned on the Plaque.

Just like me. I've had years like that....Nothing Happened. And I've had years....oh my goodness, that can never be mentioned....I shall meditate on this "silliness", and embark upon my Path again, looking forward to Something Happening.......

How about you?
Good to be back.
A bit melancholy too........

But Something is Happening Folkes !! heh.

Wollf

South Beach Street Art.......

Just a little quickie post........South Miami Beach has the strangest "Street Art" I've ever seen, but then, I'm just a poor under edumuhcated Country Boy.



Actually, the thing that impressed me enough to "waste" a shot on this was the fact that the owner of the object in the picture above spent about Thirty Dollars for a case hardened, unbreakable, saw resistant theft deterrent system for his fancy ten speed.

Well....I guess it worked. He has no gripe with the Manufacturer......it's just that who'd a thunk.....

The thief didn't need a ten speed. He just needed two wheels, a chain drive, brakes and a seat.

Bummer for the owner. A half hour of giggles for Wollf and his Lady....seems we share the same sense of ironic humor.

G'nite....have to check the weather channel, planning a trip to Key West tomorrow if the weather holds.......

Oh friggin' goodie. More Gay People.........But I'm told these ones are easy to spot, they're the ones dressed as women.

Sheesh.
Wollf

Vacation.....Bear included.....

A bit of Complete and Total ridiculousness....because 1) I took a lot of goofy pictures of the Bear....and 2) Because Lil' Wolfie wants a post about his Friend...so just deal with it, ok?

Well.....it all started out innocently enough......a trip to Hard Rock Miami.....it's quite the resort, Hotel, shops, museums......Casino....we decided to go at Bears' request. He heard that you could put your head in a real alligators' mouth for ten bucks......

They didn't have any alligators small enough to accommodate "only" Bears' head....

The Experience left the poor little guy rather traumatized.....so we took a break at the Renegade Bar and Grill, ate some real deep fried Alli tail and had a couple brews. That's the alligator tail in the dish.......Truth about what it tastes like?

EXACTLY like rattlesnake. I'd spit out chicken if it tasted like this "tourist treat".

Oh, they don't feel compelled to "card" Bears in Florida......big glass of beer for a little Bear.....and you know the old story about drinking beer through a straw......

Next thing I know, the little guy is getting out of control, sayin' "Hey" to everybody we pass.....This rather Ghe Native Amerind seemed to take a liking to Bear....offered me a Beaver for him.....I didn't take him up on the offer.

I mean, can you imagine a grown and dignified Man such as Wollf hauling a Beaver around with him? Ridiculous.

Then, because......well, to tell you the truth, I think the little guy was feeling the effects of the beer......he walked right up to this nice retired couple and climbed right up on the park bench beside them to take a nap....

I apologised for his forward behaviour, retrieved him and set off for downtown.


I shoulda let him sleep it off. Warning to all, don't let your Bear drink Beer. It's a motto to live by.....Because I lost sight of him, I hear a yelp of surprise, and see that he has made another new friend.......You can't take that bear anywhere....


Yah know.....come to think of it.......it might just be the same for Wollf. She was quiet, didn't say much at all, but I could tell this one kinda liked me.....
Tomorrow.....walking around South Beach during Spring Break......Was Wollf Ever as goofy as these kids?

Probably.....heh
Wollf

The Bear......whatever am I to do?......

It's been a busy few days, a whole lot of fun, romance and adventure. Yes, I said that. I really should have left Bear back home under the care of Lil' Wolfie, but I was afraid that the Two of them with out Sires supervision and guiding hand......well suffice to say that we would have stories to write.

We toured the museum home of James Deering.... Vizcaya .... Beauty and splendor beyond imagining. The grounds were spectacular. Bear couldn't stay out of the Banyon trees.....



I shot twenty or thirty photos on site, absolutely great place for photography, and I'll toss a few out there that struck my fancy....including this one.....



Go ahead, click it to enlarge if you want.....the plaque says...."Garden For The Blind"........This "Garden" is tucked way back in one corner of the huge estate, there are NO flowers. None. Nada....El Big Zippy.

Who in the Eff thought that this would be a good idea for an endowment? It's a frigging Lawn Fer Chrissakes! Bordered by lovely Granite tripping hazards and sharp edges......The Frigging Sign isn't even in Braille!

To get to it you have to walk about two hundred yards through and over uneven steps, through "Real" gardens and the smells and sounds and textures that are all along the way......to get to a lawn.

Any of you Folkes have a Visually Impaired friend that's going to Miami? Make sure they don't miss this......NOT.

Aaagh....I have to cut this short because "Blogger" isn't letting me upload any pictures for the moment. This is a kick back day....recovering from adventures....so I'll be writing a lot. When Blogger allows, I'll add pictures and post

Do check out the Vizcaya website if you you'd like.....HERE

Back in a bit with Bear and the Alligator....a harrowing experience.
By the way.....I am having a Way too good time.....

Wollf

Some Pictures from the first day...........

Back.....got the camera downloaded.....just a few from today. First one is kinda the ambiance of the place I'm staying....the view off my rear "private" terrace.....Vegetation just grows rampant.....rather like San Diego....but with really big friggin bugs, lizards and alligators.......



South Beach, my Lady Friend tells me, is quite the haven for the gay community.....Thanks for telling me now that it's rather obvious.....Hell, even the Life Guard Stands look gay. Not the handsome Wollf standing on it of course.....


Then a view down South Beach.....oh Hory Clap, It's a part of Miami, sorry. The sky is a wonderful shade and the air is perfectly clear......


Then back down the avenue....Wollf doing one of the things he does best.......


So....it's late here, got a Big day planned for tomorrow, gonna be at the Hard Rock, do some gambling and spend the night up there.....come on by for a drink if you're by chance in the neighborhood.... G'nite,

Oh, just as a by the bye....It is my personal opinion that Barack Hussein Obama is a creepy, scary dude who would be the worst thing that ever hit this Great Country. He is, in the words of a Famous Black Preacher....a "Long legged, Mack Daddy of a whore monger".

Heh.....he also has ZERO experience, and a completely naive view of the world and its dangers. I hate him.
Wollf

Sshhhhhhh! You'll wake them up.......

Jezeers, G-d a Goshin......This is a different world for Wollf. Remember that Bruce Willis movie......"The Sixth Sense"?

Shhhh, I see gay people........Was that the line? Criminitely, I guess I've led a sheltered life.....an example,

I am in a gorgeous and quaint Tropical Beach Bed and Breakfast....I leave my room and go outside and downstairs to this absolutely wonderful patio, centered by huge coconut trees and Bird of Paradise......the breakfast layout is exquisite, especially if you want to cook your own.....

Griddle, ham, bacon, eggies, potatoes, tomatoes, cheeses, cereals, juices....et cetera forever....and the one most important component.....Coffee!!!

I poured a cup, sat down at a plush lounge chair and just relaxed, enjoying the aloneness, the birds, little chameleon looking lizards, soft music.......

Then the well muscled shaven headed black man with facial piercings, red lipstick and a sarong sashayed by........"Good Morning!!" he greeted, big smile on his face....

Umm....good mornin'......oh boy. Finished my coffee, poured an extra cup, and retreated to my room where the welcome familiarity of Hetero-World could exist without pschic disruptions of Sarong clad, lipsticked men.......

That being said, I've met a number of the other guests, and they all seem quite cordial and "normal" in their way. Went back down, cooked up a deliscious California Scramble shared a tasty breakfast, pleasant conversation with a number of folks, and headed out on the town to walk tour South Beach.

I really have no problems with gay folks.....whatever floats your boat, I s'pose....although catching a glimpse of the skinny guy in the babydoll this evening was a bit unnerving......Oh, and the Picturesque Hot Tub tonight?

Not A Frigging Chance.

Pictures tomorrow, guaranteed. Having a really great time.
The Weather is here, yup........Beautiful.
Wollf

Welcome to the Hotel GayaFlora.....

Well, just a couple things.....First....I couldn't do it, went down to my favorite French Store, Tarshay and Bought a Camera!!

Yay for Wollf....besides, you Folke have GOT to see some of this stuff.

I'm in a Bed and Breakfast.......Beautiful Tropical Paradise, only about twenty guests.

Nineteen of them, including the Proprietor, are as homosexual as I am hetero......this is definitely something different for ol' Wollf.

Can't write much just this moment, borrowed computer and the aroma of Israeli chicken and cus-cus, plus I hear we have Corona on tap. I think that I shall imbibe of a beer or two....it is vacation, don't ya know?

Hey, check out some of the hilarity over at Rodger's House....the Man is the Man in Internet comedy. He's at Curmudgeonly and Skeptical.

That is all for now......Pictures and stuff tomorrow.....

Wollf

Saturday, Sabbado, the Sabbath........

Wow.....what a flight.....no sleep, took off from LAX at 2300 hours and landed at 0700 Florida time.

But I made it.....been looking around the town a bit, walked down by the beach, checked into my bed and breakfast.....went out on the town again for a bit.....realised that I had forgotten my camera and my Laptop power cord back at Walkabout......

Ahh the joys of ADD and such. So....until I get those couple of matters cleared up, blogging shall be rather light. Just wanted anyone who was concerned that I had arrived in this strange place safely.

Tonight, I think the chances are about 60-40 that I'll just be going to bed, heh.

Try and talk a bit tomorrow.

Wollf