Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

(by Robert Frost)

Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound’s the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.

Often true...

“I asked the Lord to protect me from my enemies, and suddenly my friends started disappearing…” (by Rita Lee)

How to be an interesting person.

I was contemplating my own personal life and thinking about people I know when I realized; what makes your life interesting, what makes you an interesting person is not so much what you do but the sum of what you did.

I know, it sounds weird - if not just plain obvious - but think about it for a moment. So what if you have an interesting job? Isn't it far more interesting to have had the opportunity to visit Nepal, for example? So what if your house is built using the latest methods in ‘green living’? Wouldn't it make for longer conversation if it had been built in sacred ground, next to an ancient indian cemetery or burial ground?

I might be wrong or just mistaken but I thinking an ‘easy’ life hardly makes for an interesting one. If you finished your studies, married your high school sweetheart, had a kid or two and lived happily ever after, good for you. That is a good thing, I am not saying it isn't. But… How interesting would a story of your life be if put in a book? Who would want to read about you? Where's the fun? Where's the adventure? And if you find yourself thinking back about your life, like I did, and the most exciting moment you can remember was when you bought yourself your first 0Km car… Damn, isn't that sad?

Sure we all dream with a trouble-free life but you only truly lived if you managed to survive life's tribulations and have plenty of stories to tell.

Then again, that's just me. What do I know?

WTF!?

I am getting old - I know - and that doesn't make me any more accepting of other people's flaws but sometimes I wonder whether I am getting grumpier or people are simply getting more annoying.

Take the gardeners of my village for example. We have four. Their job is to keep the condominium presentable, that is, keeping the swimming pool and roads clean, trimming and caring for the grass, flowers, trees etc and doing small repair/paint jobs when/if needed.

The guys are not bad people. Rather, simple people who actually take pride in their jobs and do it well. They are also, contrary to what some would expect, quite amiable. They, however, carry their radios with them and therein lies the problem…

Why, oh, why can't they keep the volume down so they can hear their music without forcing everyone else to do so with them? I love music too but I do not force them to listen to ‘my’ music. While it would be just awesome to be able to do so, I do not turn my volume all the way to the right when I am listening to classical pieces, let alone when I am in the mood for speed metal!

Can you really be accused of being grumpy when you can't even listen to your own TV inside your home because someone else has their radio playing whatever &$%# they want loud?

I don't know… Seriously, I think I am not asking for too much; Just a better sense of living in community.

On Mankind…

“I hate mankind, for I think of myself as one of the best of them, and I know how bad I am.”

— Samuel Johnson

Similarities

Am I the only one who thinks Joshua Jackson, Peter Krause and Jack Coleman look very much alike? Geez, I think these guys have been cloned!

Unsociable, antisocial or sociopathic?

I like to think of myself as a well adjusted person. I do have many flaws but I am honest, hardwoking, respectful and kind. Notwithstanding, I long for a life far from big cities and frequent social contact. I think people are, in their majority, too noisy, too dumb, too selfish and too messed up for me to waste my time with them. Mostly, I just want to stay away. That would make me 'unsociable'.

But people like this girl bring out the worst in me.

If I turn out to be more than just unsociable, I think I am justified...

Hello?! Is this thing on???

I have been feeling the urge to post again. I'm not really sure I will but the 'itch' is there and you know what the best way to get rid of an itch, right?