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I LOVED overalls!!! If I didn’t realize how dopey they look on me now, I’d totally STILL wear overalls! If I had a job that required overalls I’d be very happy. Like an engineer. Or… a Snoopy impersonator.
link to 2.bp.blogspot.com
Maybe I should wear them around the house…
Ok no. How lame would that be?Posted By Noisy Quiet On 07.07.2012 @ 1:05 pm
“The whole universe was in a hot dense state…”
I loved science. I pretty much already said that a few days ago. Well… I talked about physics. I liked chemistry too. Wasn’t as interested in biology except as it related to medicine. What else is biology good for really? Physics and chemistry though? Loved them. Just did.Posted By Noisy Quiet On 07.05.2012 @ 11:21 am
First thing that came to mind was “Robot Daycare.” link to youtube.com
Second thing is the customer service call I made once about a new modem I’d bought that wasn’t working. Previously, I’d always had built in modems. I’d never had a stand alone one before. Tech support and I troubleshot it for over an hour before I noticed the stupid thing had a POWER button. – Yeah that’s right. I hadn’t turned it on. And tech support never asked if I had!Posted By Noisy Quiet On 07.04.2012 @ 2:14 pm
Was just thinking about a train station I’ll be going to. There’s two main ones where I live. I still feel like the other one is “my” train station. The one I grew up with and always used. I liked it. Loved the station itself. Had good memories going in and out of there.
The one I’m going to soon… I don’t know… it’s different. Not “mine.” I wonder if, at this point, I’ve used it as much or more than the first one. I still don’t like it somehow. I feel stressed… saddened, in a way, when I’m there. I know where I’m going, it’s convenient in ways, and yet, I still don’t think of it as “my” station.Posted By Noisy Quiet On 07.03.2012 @ 1:27 pm
First thing that came to mind was learning to ride horses. So much I could write here but won’t. I learned from someone who was a real jerk. So it’s probably little surprise that when he forced my horse to jump, rather than letting me circle it around to get momentum for another attempt, I was pleased to hear that I’d kicked him in the head while hurtling through the air when the horse threw me.Posted By Noisy Quiet On 07.02.2012 @ 12:17 pm
Physics classes in Jr. High.
I went to a great Jr. High School. Among its merits, was that we were allowed to choose our own classes – something that wasn’t usually allowed until High School. So long as a class could justifiably be said to fulfill state requirements, we could take it. I took several physics classes. Loved them.
I think the reason I didn’t go more in that direction as an adult was the theoretical aspects of physics after a while. I like concrete. I like knowns. Or at least working largely within knowns. I can speculate as to unknowns, but I want to know answers in the end.
That’s why I have often so much patience with puzzles. The kinds that make other people feel crazy and stupid? I figure if it’s a puzzle, (a regular puzzle, not a “meaning of life, the universe, and everything” puzzle) there’s a definite answer and a solution. And if other people have figured it out, I can too.Posted By Noisy Quiet On 07.01.2012 @ 12:27 pm
That dumb start of the show, with the hand coming out of the ground and the voice saying *CHILLER!!!!!* – Maybe it would seem corny nowadays, but it scared the crap out of me as a kid!
I bet it’d still scare the crap out of me!
** Here it is on YouTube: link to youtube.com
(Yup! I totally screamed just now when it said “CHILLER!!!” at the end!!!
* If you read the comments on this at YouTube, I wasn’t the only one who had nightmares!)Posted By Noisy Quiet On 06.30.2012 @ 1:05 pm
Ok well this should be general enough!
I’m not thinking of anything….
What’s coming to me is that it’s not “Sunday” so things are still open, whereas on Sunday people sleep in late, the streets are deserted longer, and when I need something, oftentimes it turns out to be from one of the rare stores that’s closed.
- But not on Saturday! :)Posted By Noisy Quiet On 06.30.2012 @ 7:41 am
Wow. For over a month now, every time I try to do a One Word post, I’m reminded of something I do not want to write about. I go to One Word hoping for escape, waiting for a day’s word to spark some thought in another direction, but somehow my brain manages to connect every single word to this particular event. Really. Every word. And today’s? An incident that involved a computer.
The mind is a terrible thing to have mess with you :o|Posted By Noisy Quiet On 06.27.2012 @ 2:55 pm
Oh boy. I haven’t written any of these in a while because all of them remind me of something that’s going on right now. “Hassle”…. that’s pretty key. I wish the word didn’t exist. Who is anyone to decide that someone or something is a hassle. How about we all just “do.”Posted By Noisy Quiet On 05.31.2012 @ 7:21 pm
The one that could of course.
Also my car engine. My first car. I remember looking at it and wishing I knew what everything was and how it worked. I can do basic stuff…. check oil, window washing fluid… other fluids…. check the air in tires… what’s left… pump gas ;) That’s about it for my car mechanical expertise!Posted By Noisy Quiet On 05.15.2012 @ 12:28 pm
I’m wondering if I should disregard someone’s request. Well, that’s not up to them actually… what’s done is done. I’m wondering if I should LIE to cover up that things aren’t how they want. I told them I was going to change my plans. They didn’t like that, but it was already done. Too late. So I’m wondering if I should avoid them so they don’t have to know, or say “My plans changed before you made your request. Sorry you’re not happy with that.”
I’m getting really annoyed trying to deal with this person’s issues. What the heck is wrong with me that I stick it out with people I care about when they wouldn’t throw me a life raft if I was drowning.Posted By Noisy Quiet On 05.13.2012 @ 12:16 pm
Weird. Someone just told me there was talk of charging for carry on luggage. I’ve heard this before. It’ll probably happen. They got all panicked. I may have to start traveling with no luggage and/or sending things by mail. How stupid.
I wish trains were cheaper. I’d totally do Amtrak instead – HAPPILY – but I’d need a sleeper car for long trips and that makes it cost prohibitive. No way I could sit in a seat for 24 hours. I need my sleep.Posted By Noisy Quiet On 05.11.2012 @ 4:09 pm
I wonder if primitive humans had emotions like ours? Did they get as distressed? Distraught? Did they get as happy? Excited? Did they form friendships? Bonds? Did they love the way we do? Both romantic and non? Did they plan? Anticipate? Did they wonder about death and worry about loss? How did they feel? Was it similar to how we feel today? Was it similar to how some of us feel today? Was it more like deviants? The mentally ill? More like well adjusted people? Like children? Like thugs? Like nuns? Did they have deviants, mentally ill, and well adjusted primitives? How were their emotions?Posted By Noisy Quiet On 05.10.2012 @ 6:14 pm
Most people think I’m that. I guess I just see meeting people differently than others. They’re a person, I’m a person… unless I see a reason to not treat them like a person, I will. If they seem un-human in some way, then maybe I won’t. Or maybe I’ll approach them anyway just because I’m curious…Posted By Noisy Quiet On 05.09.2012 @ 5:19 pm
I once went to a chocolate tasting event. Happened out of nowhere. I was in a mall and struck up a conversation with a women in the food court. She told me there was a chocolate tasting event at the mall that day. It was cheap. Maybe $5 or $10? And you got little boxes of chocolates from various vendors. – I was so there! My new friend and I had a very nice time :)Posted By Noisy Quiet On 05.07.2012 @ 2:23 pm
Haven’t been doing a lot of that recently. Ok… before you get the wrong idea ;)
I’ve been lying down a lot. A LOT. The first few days I may have had the start of a flu. Hard to know. I wasn’t sleeping well, the temperature outside and in was much hotter than I’m used to, the air conditioning wasn’t on, and that could be what I was feeling. Now flu-ish symptoms have gone, the AC is on high, but I still find myself flopping down every now and then, lying on my back, and closing my eyes as my mind goes from one imaginary conversation to another.Posted By Noisy Quiet On 05.04.2012 @ 6:39 pm
Funny… I thought “Hallowed be thy name” but I was also picturing the Geddysburg address.
“…we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we can not hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead who have struggled here have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or detract.”Posted By Noisy Quiet On 04.30.2012 @ 4:43 pm
Why do I think I saw this already? I don’t think I wrote on it. I think I imagined it. OH! I KNOW!!! There are themed “summer movie” series near me. I was thinking earlier today that a great theme would be films with “Balloons!” Wow. Coincidence :)
Ok, for a quick blurb…
I make balloon animals. I deliberately learned how to make 1 balloon animals when I was younger, instead of designs with multiple balloons, because I was on a budget and wanted my bag of balloons to last longer! Nowadays, when I see street performers and their multi-balloon creations, I want to give it a try :)Posted By Noisy Quiet On 04.27.2012 @ 1:32 pm
I would hate to not be able to hear the sound of voices I love. I wouldn’t mind not hearing some other sounds though. Wouldn’t it be nice to be able to filter things like that? Filter certain decibels or words or voices or… jackhammers!
I wonder how we’d be, as people, if we could pick and choose what to hear – literally. Maybe it’s the bad that makes the good so much better, or the noise that helps give clarity it’s meaning and value. Or maybe not. Maybe hearing only good sounds would be just fine.Posted By Noisy Quiet On 04.21.2012 @ 3:02 pm
Some people look good when they’re dressed up. I have some friends who don’t. The clothes don’t fit them right, the makeup is a bit off… They DO look how “grown ups” are supposed to look, so it works in that regard, and they look “right” in that way, but they’d actually look more professional, more put together, and more “with it” in their non-work clothes. Because those fit them better. They move differently in them, they look great in them, and they seem younger, happier, more alive. Less awkward. I wonder if someday I can tell them this. Maybe not.Posted By Noisy Quiet On 04.20.2012 @ 2:58 pm
Not something I was ever good at. Maybe my hands were too small when I started (though plenty of children are very good at it.) Now if I tried I’d probably fumble at times, so it may be best that was never my forte. Heck it was never my anything! Self working tricks always worked best for me. I had lots of those.aPosted By Noisy Quiet On 04.19.2012 @ 2:25 pm
I have a lot of difficulty with these. Most sunglasses distort my view too much so I’m not comfortable wearing them. There was one brand I loved. I could see great out of them. Better than without! They cost $50-$80 each, but they were worth it to me. I don’t lose my sunglasses. Mine often last 3-5 years before they break. Eventually that company changed hands and their glasses dropped in quality. They’re like all the others now.
Oh to be able to get by with a cheapo $4 pair from a drug store!Posted By Noisy Quiet On 04.18.2012 @ 12:15 pm
Well this makes sense. Most people do have two earrings after all ;)
I have a couple of ear cuffs too. I like them, but they hurt. Kind of in a Princess and the Pea sort of way. I don’t know why they hurt but that little bit of pressure on the cartilage gives me a big headache. No matter how loose I make them. I have trouble with stiff bracelets and watches too. No matter how loose, if they’re not flexible rubber or fabric, my wrists *really* hurt within a pretty short time! Bangles? Forget about it!Posted By Noisy Quiet On 04.17.2012 @ 2:07 pm
I have pierced ears. Always had them. My parents felt the need to put a couple of extra holes in my head when I was about four years old.
I remember getting some really cute Snoopy earrings once from Charles Shultze’s skating rink. They infected my ears like nobody’s business! Red, scaley…
In retrospect, it think I was allergic to them, and then my ears got infected. My earlobes hurt, the….
I was going to say the alcohol hurt but it wasn’t alcohol that was used to clean it… not peroxide either… Darn! I can remember the smell of the stuff but what was it? I know this smell! Drat! Now this is going to bug me. What other liquid stuff did we put on infections back then? Over the counter…
Just did a quick search… Maybe Ethyl alcohol…
Whatever the heck it was, it HURT!Posted By Noisy Quiet On 04.16.2012 @ 5:20 pm
Elementary school and four desks put together. I remember a teacher asking us what our first through fourth choices would be for who we’d want in our group. I was always worried I’d end up with people I didn’t like, but every time, I loved my group of four. I think everybody was happy with their seating assignments. I don’t remember any of us looking at another table and pining for friends WAY over there! – Impressive that our teacher successfully pulled that off every time.Posted By Noisy Quiet On 04.15.2012 @ 2:04 pm
Entice makes me think of a deliberate action from another, with an intent to manipulate a specific outcome.
There is no “other” swaying my reason right now. There’s just me. Nevertheless, I’m being pulled and swayed towards a set of decisions that might not be best in the long run. Decisions swayed by emotion rather than reason or logic. I think that must be bad. Or maybe it’s not. It’s different for me.
Logic and reason think towards the future. If I do this and this and that, THEN this other thing will be better. Logic and reason are about planning and outcomes… about putting things off… waiting. An emotional choice would address now. What about now? Living in the moment. Not for unknown tomorrows. I want to be happy now.Posted By Noisy Quiet On 04.14.2012 @ 11:47 am
I’m thinking evil villains.
That’s what they always say when they’re being evil and they’re about to eat you! I almost never hear this word in a good or healthy context. I’m thinking Stephen King clown eating children in the sewers, and alien entities that prey upon hapless ships lost in space…
What the heck happened to this word??! ;)Posted By Noisy Quiet On 04.12.2012 @ 12:03 pm