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