Two and Two

Clowns I am a cynic at heart, but I have a very positive outlook on life despite that cynical view of life. Every now and then the cynic wins out over the optimist and I have to say that there are certain events that simply drag it to the surface whether I'm naturally being cynical or not at the moment. Today, Melania Trump and her fuschia blouse called out loudly to my cynic and dragged her right up to the surface with this great explanation for the current clown craze, it's 2+2. Yes, the current presidential election and the clown craze are related if you put two and two together. News articles on Melania's blouse being a trolling move had my inner dialog rolling with one liners all about the debate between Hilary and Donald. Her outfit looks a bit clownish actually, and that's what brought me to the explanation for the clown craze. For the rest of this post I'm going to speak directly to Hillary as a public attagirl from women, but my cynic is really the one ...

I attended this reading and got two books signed for me and two books signed for a friend. 2+2=4 whole books for him to sign at once. It was awesome.

I inevitably lose something when I travel. As such, I arrived home two days ago after an exciting and fun trip to Chicago for Wizard World, seeing people I never dreamed I'd see, up close and personal, getting posters and other things signed which I will treasure forever. The XFiles made my career in the 90's as a Computer Scientist so much easier because of Scully. Men were more respectful of an attractive female simply because there was a character on television who made it acceptable to be a female who had a brain in the professional world.  Today I woke up with the realization that my two very prized treasures from that trip were not in my possession. I struggled for a couple of hours with where they might be, how I lost them, and what I could do to retrieve them. Having lost a 128gb SIM card with three days of vacation photos in New York just a few months ago, I was going through all of those emotions all over again. They are just possessions in one sense, but in real...

A pretty sunset for you! I found this wagon wheel somewhere in Speegleville, TX one day when I was chasing sunsets.

I have spent the majority of my life being mystified by family, to be perfectly honest. It turns out the hype about family is actually true, you just have to be selective about which members' advice you take and which you leave. It would have been nice to have learned this earlier in life, but then again, the rewards would probably have been not so obvious now. I am a tough learner. I learn things well, and sometimes fast, but I tend to make everything harder than needed for some reason. Fortunately, that is something that is changing, and I am happy to go more sensible routes now. Today my brother offered a gift to me that will change my life, and I cried. I cried mostly because this and a few other things lately made me feel like I mean something to him and his family. Part of what I am referring to in the previous paragraph is that for years I felt unloved and alone. Finally, I realized that was all due to the lies of someone who truly did not love me, although she deceived me...