Notes - a morning annoyance / chili

        You are up early and sitting next to the fireplace in your parents’ old gray leather Lazy Boy lounger. Spooky is cleaning her black coat on Carol’s parents’ old couch on the north side of the fireplace. Jadah is sitting contentedly on your lap getting her pink paw pads warmed up. Carol is still sound asleep in the cool bedroom stirred slightly by the fresh morning air from slightly opened windows. – Amorella

         0610 hours. This is a bit too early for a descriptive passage but I thank you for it Amorella.

         Welcome to the day, orndorff. Post. – Amorella

         I love the near morning silence of a new dawn. I used to love this time before heading off to school greeted by the great constellation Orion as I walked the sidewalk and driveway to pick up the morning paper. Plans for the day were just that. Anticipation for the lecture’s student response added the fun element of the dark humor that fills the sunless star filled sky with the September half moon dangling over the western horizon. I loved the British literature and historical background. Each day was a dedicated attempt to cultivate the garden of older adolescent minds. This is the way I remember it.

         Your heartansoulanmind is stirred in reason, dedication, obligation and humanitarian romance; such as it was most every day in the classroom old man. To say this passage is the whole truth is a misconception; to say it is a fanciful post dated romantic imagination is self-deception. A clear heartansoulanmind knows its own reality and can walk on both sides of the worldly tracks were it exists. – Amorella

         0630 hours. If the heartansoulanmind has its own reality; then what is the existential wholeness of my own?

         There is the rub, boy; that you even raise this honest question. - Amorella

         It is as if we human beings are perpendicular and horizontal within a squared circle. The concept is annoying.

         No more so than you are, boy. Post. - Amorella

         2046 hours. We had a Subway picnic at the Little Miami after earlier ice teas and a chocolate chip cookie each at     . Before that we did our walks at Pine Hill Lakes Park. We are back into our routine. I watched the return of “Revolution” and Carol is watching one of her own now. I spent at least an hour learning how the radio works. We have AM, FM, HD and Sirius/XM radio as well as Pandora, Heart and others. Radio stations up the wazoo (of extreme abundance or to an extreme degree). This reminds me of Toffler’s Future Shock way back in Latin America days. The Toyota Entune Media System has six lists with room for six stations on each list in which to place all the 36 stations one might be interesting in listening to at one time or another. I cannot imagine what I might drop onto two lists let alone four more. Too much thought and consideration for too little joy and pleasure in music. This is not a cultural world I tune in to while driving or being driven in an automobile.

         You are burned out for the day, boy. Too much. You don’t have enough radio stations to count on ten fingers to fill the radio bill; five fingers maybe. So, do yourself a favor and pick out six that you enjoy and ask Carol to fill out six. Give her the first list and you’ll take the second list of six. – Amorella

         2107 hours. Thank you, Amorella. Sounds very good.

         A simple life demands simple choices. Post. – Amorella

         Carol made chili for supper. We love our chili. Grandma Schick’s chili is our favorite.