Timothy Leary

I should attempt to discover a more fun group of associates in Green Valley. People who enjoy a fine cigar, a snifter of brandy, and most of all music, loud music. I used to know these people but they all crossed over to wherever the hell fun humans go. That people is a story for another day. I have at least two new goals for this year. Even when you get old, improvement and a good tune-up should always be a part of your agenda. Sometimes old people know shit, sometimes they don’t. A friend of mine posted a Timothy Leary quote on Facebook. The quote brings back good memories for me and validates why I initiate conversations with people that seem fascinating.

I think an overused club password is I love you. Once in a while, it's nice to hear, but nowadays you hear this over and over and over. If it's said repeatedly, the word loses meaning. If you state “I love you” in the morning to someone, repeating this at lunchtime is overkill. They should be able to retain the “love you” of the morning for longer than a couple of hours. Very seldom was the “I love you” phrase thrown around when I was young. It was just understood that parents or family did love you by the day-to-day things they did. It's a case of actions speaking louder than words.

Also, I heard Timothy Leary is dead. Love Story, with Ali MacGraw stated, “Don't keep repeating I love you morning noon and night.” Maybe that's not the exact quote but close enough. Some additional boring openers: thoughts and prayers; praying for you; nice day today; how are you; what you've been up to; what's your grade point; and so many other mundane statements that people use in abundance every day. Think out of the box and come up with something different. Enough of the obvious!

"Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the others…”

A lady asked my wife and me how we heard about our grocery store giving covid vaccines. My wife jumps into the conversation by telling the lady the true story. I would have jumped in with one word, Pornhub. I'm banking this total stranger would find this unexpected but funny. Being an eternal smart ass, I have a good feeling about first conversations with people. Maybe that's why Marsha tries to prevent me from initiating discussions with strangers. I guess being so-called normal isn't part of my makeup. Also lacking a mouth filter can limit the number of new friends I meet. I'd rather have fun friends than ones who live on lame street USA.

I'm going to go out and buy some Dr. Suess books. I've heard some of his material can be too insensitive for some. Children can be affected by early bias. That's why the early indoctrination of our preferred religion is critical. After all, the gots and begots of the old testament are suitable for young ears.

“Vengeance shall be mine,” said Dr. Seuss. Followed up by, "You shall acknowledge no God but me. . . . You are destroyed, Israel. . . . The people of Samaria must bear their guilt, because they have rebelled against their God. They will fall by the sword; their little ones will be dashed to the ground, their pregnant women ripped open." (Hosea 13:4, 9, 16 New International Version)

I can see why the Suesster must be banned; he is much too sinister. Whoops, these are Bible quotes. Bible good, Dr. Suess bad. Pepe le Pew, the Grinch, or Mr. Potato head aren't the problem. Some of us base the whole premise of living on a book that condones killing, debauchery, and that good old-fashioned pandemic. A book, I might add, was aided in writing by a ghost. I just don't understand human logic. When I write another book, I am going to see what Casper is doing. I heard this was where the term ghostwriter originated. Sorry, I can't help myself. Strange, strange world we live in. Maybe our priorities for cancel culture are out of whack.

It's amazing, with all the serious problems we have, what pops up on our government to-do lists. It's hard to be a part of politics today. Get serious! The things I consider important are thrown by the wayside. Immigration, infrastructure, racism, or economic inequalities are swept aside to take care of trivial irrelevant problems. What the hell ever happened to love thy neighbor? If this continues, we as a viable country will be like the Raven, “ Nevermore.” Being candid with others is a start. Don't always say the accepted trite sayings. Once in a while, do the unexpected. Try to have a conversation.

Oh, by the way, Sunny my beloved pitbull, I am wise to you letting all your dog friends into the yard for mass defecations. This has to cease as I have better things to do than picking up dog poo.