People Are Scary

It just occured to me that people in general, gone soft. That meaning, they've lost touch with nature and depend on technology to get them through the day. After working on an isolated farm for three months, I've begun to have a new outlook on life. I was telling my SIL that I'm used to not having much. A minimalist, as I'd call myself.

Take for instance, being on that farm in the hills of Southern Washington and Northern Oregon, I rarely saw people and what people who drove by the house, they were mostly vacationers on four-wheelers going trekking the canyons on their ATVs. And when there weren't anyone around, I'd go about my usual chores of cutting thistle and picking rock. Every now and then, I'd encounter a rattlesnake and it soon found its fate at the blades of my machetes. Oh yes, I've become quite adept with two machetes ... after clearing out acres of thistle a day.

I say people have gone soft is because they depend on their electronic gadgets such as the iPod or iPhone to help them keep in contact with the outside world. Up in the canyons, we don't get cell phone signals and sometimes the rains would flood out the bridge and we'd be stuck out for weeks at a time. On the land, we carry guns or machetes because we never know if there's going to be large predators such as bears, mountain lions or wolves about in the area. I sometimes carried an AR-15 rifle, but was most always comfortable with a machete in my hand.

I posted a profile pic of me with my rifle and immediately a dozen people dropped me off their facebook friends list. Pppftt. Stupid. We had a lot of firearms as home protection since we never knew who or what would visit us.

My Butt Hurts

I haven't been keeping up with this blog or my main one at wordpress. I've had a lot of setbacks the last few months and its affecting me in ways I've never thought possible. I've somewhat lost my writing spirit.

And the longer I sit here, my butt hurts.

I Give Up

Ever have those days when no matter how you think or try to think positively, everything turns to shit anyway? Dammit. I broke my vow to stop cussing. Oh well. Life goes on. Angie said she adopted a new cat. First thing that went through my mind was "Great. She picked up another stray". But when she said she got the cat from the Humane Society, my fears were lessened. I figured she needed another cat since Roo and Squeek got taken away by hawks in the area.

I'm just wallowing in my negativity at the moment cuz I can't seem to unzip the fucking free fonts that I've downloaded on this laptop that's going to be another use for heavy ass paperweight. Fuck it. Its the end of the day. I'm feeling heavy aggression welling up deep inside me not to destroy this piece of technology that doesn't work.

I really wish I was with Angie. She's in Nevada City and I'm stuck for the moment, in Tucson. Can I blow my head off now? GRRR ...

Oceanfront Property In Arizona

Yeah I know. Its an old George Strait tune, but I call Arizona, home. I was raised in South America and when my family moved to the US when I was a wee toddler, our port of entry was Buffalo, NY. Talk about a climate shock. We stayed there til I was a teenager, then moved to OK and in my young adult years, I settled in Arizona. Actually, I was living in KY around 2001 and in the summer of 2002, my brother called and asked if I would take over his lease so he could move in with his girlfriend. I took the opportunity to move to a WARM, ARID state. I'd had enough of snow, no sunlight, and freezing cold.

I took these on a short hike outside my backyard ... which is the Tucson Mountains. 

We call the Saguaro cactus ... "Tucson trees".

Not like oceanfront property ...but you can see the sky and mountains for miles.

The Gila Wilderness

I was driving down the sort of back road to the Pima Animal Control Center to put up a poster of my lost cat and I suddenly flashed back to vacationing two summers ago in the Gila wilderness in New Mexico. I can't say I travel a lot, but lately, it just seems that way. Last month, I was in Las Vegas for a couple of weeks for a job and then we went camping in the Catalina Foothills. I made a video of myself and my then ex girlfriend whom I called "Dr. Girlfriend" cuz she was an RN who also traveled a lot. Perfect pair we were. Then. I called her Dr. Girlfriend cuz I hated her first name; which reminded me of some dumb bimbo off Baywatch or something. She didn't like her name either, but its a funny thing though. We got to the level of comfort to where we really didn't call each other by our first names; more like she'd call me "sweetie" and if I wanted her attention, I'd just say, "hey Red" due to she was a redhead.

I'm a hot springs aficionado and here's my crude video -- as in crappy camcorder crude.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jy3QA4EOAAk