Free-Food Monday 

I didn’t pay a nickel for food on yesterday. 

There were something like seven eighteen-packs of glazed Krispey Kremes up for grabs at work. That turned into breakfast, lunch, & snack. I must have eaten a dozen or more. 

Then at mom & dad’s, they cooked a premade pizza. And Mom decided to bake a cake. 

…I took home a healthy (well not exactly healthful) chunk home to eat at midnight. 

It’s not very often that I go a whole day without buying food. Much less — not even eating bought (by me) food. It was kinda nice, but too bad it was nearly 100% non-healthful foods. 

*got mom to play Dominion. And it was fun.  She wooped me twice. I want a rematch!!

**i really have no idea how to categorize posts like this. I have twenty categories it seems. But what matches this non-theme?

5_23_2017 Tuesday, lunchbreak, 1:41pm

Missing iPhone

I lost my iPhone today. It disappeared between bed and a friend’s house. It is practically coincidence, really, but I don’t believe in coincidences. 

My personal space does not need to be clean. Matter of fact, I am likely the most disgusting person I know; yet, I attribute that to being highly adaptive to my environments. The only problem I have with the chaos is when the mess becomes disorderly. I need to know where my stuff is. It may appear messy to [you], but I know where all my useful things are. I may not know where important things are, like tax documents, but I know where regularly required items are located. 

Going without my knife used to be maddening. I would feel half-naked — or a better way that a “normal” person could relate: like I didn’t have my shoes on. 

…whoever reading this is saying that (that) is a poor example, but it is absolutely perfect. (not including work – shoes are required at work, sadly). 

…if I forget my shoes, woopity-doo, I probably didn’t need them anyway. Well, if I go in a store, I could use them. But I don’t feel they’re needed. If I go to the mall or a school, I will actually need them. Or perhaps I need to walk for distance on too-hot asphalt, shoes would help. 

Now, if you forgot your shoes, you are screwed. You haven’t adapted your feet to acorns–much less for asphalt. 

… the comparison: shoes are great and all for when it is required, but I rarely need them (except in the office). You’re totally fine not having a knife, except when it is needed. 

The knife of ages past is the cellphone today. It’s nice to have; I like having a computer in my pocket. But it’s not needed except for (for) important phone calls. Leaving it at the house was a bummer, so I went back to grab it. Within the next hour, I had given both my room and car total overhauls and organized them. But no phone. 

It got me thinking during the ride to Mom & Dad’s that if it weren’t for the fact that I need a phone to find a new job, then I may would up and ditch that thing for a while. 

…and that got me thinkin’ bout ditching Comcast internet. I have been going along with others’ thinking: keep internet for wifi & for when I eventually have a roommate. A reconnection fee could be avoided and I could save phone data. 

…but I regret it, as usual, to go against my gut reaction (from months ago). I had planned to cut the bill, yet instead, I have been shelling-out 70 bucks each month. I’m barely home since I am anti-homesick (I want to be anywhere but here). My cell bill is outrageous on its own and I cannot imagine that has been reduced by little wifi. AND verizon now has an unlimited plan — so now it is really pointless. 

…my tv has been unplugged for what must be two months. I am primed for Destiny 2 on ps4, which requires internet, but that comes out in the fall. Hopefully by then I’ll have a payraise and make a decision to turn back on. 

And that got me thinking about working on my house again. It’d be great to sell and be done with this place; Break my binds and run for the hills. 

I later found the phone. It was on the back porch. 

5/1/2017 Monday, 12:28am

I sit in my vehicle more than what % of the population?

That’s a thing I often think of. I’ve never attempted to look up any stats as I imagine it is a stat that few care about – unless for seat manufacturers possibly. I have been sitting here since the last half hour of sunlight – it is now 9:09. That is about 4 hours. I have gotten out to stretch on occasion. 

I initially parked here so that I could sunbathe a bit. Positioning my car so that the light would fall upon my bare chest. I parked in the spot, farthest from the exit so not many would ride by. Then after the sun went down, I continued to watch videos, peruse fb, lookup random things, and eventually picking up the blog to narrate onto. 

Most times when I go somewhere, I’ll hang in my truck for a bit before I go in. Then after leaving, I’ll lounge in my seat listening to the radio. It is common for me to spend an additional four hours or so in the driver’s seat – not counting driving time – each day. 

How many others are like me in that respect? 

I have always been like this. I see no other way. Public spaces aren’t welcoming to aimless sitters. A massive parking lot that hosts hundreds of busy people darting around provides a cover for the car that’s been idle for two hours, even if bare feet are propped on the side mirror. A hundred people come and go each hour, while I gaurd the lot. Sometimes I’ll just people watch and wonder what they think of the ‘guy in the truck’ who they see often, parked crooked across three spots in the middle of the parking lot. 

It’s funny sometimes. In early December, I had a random kid come talk to me while I sat at the gas pump, feet propped on mirror. He was sixteen or so, liked my truck, and talked my ear off for a solid hour. Over the next two weeks, leading up to the new car purchase, he’d see me at the same spot. He, mostly, did the talking. He came and talked several times. He wanted to exchange contact info – but hey, maybe he’s crazy. Haven’t seen him since I got the new car, yet I haven’t sat in my old spot nearly as much. He’ll spot my feet propped on the mirror one day. 

1_10_2016

Agility Training with Racquetballs

Using a portion of my living room, I have placed a boundary to sit within. There are many surface angles to pick between due to using furniture as lean-to supports. I have boxes of flooring that I really need to install, but I’m using them temporarily for this. 

While sitting upright on shins, pillow, or cross-legged, you have an optimal height for tossing the racquetballs at the planks. The idea is to play catch with yourself, using any kind of trick you want to try. 

I ended up having fun trying to line-drive the ball, using a quick arm thrust, like a palm strike, allowing the ball to escape from the palm with fingers pointing upwards. Then attempting to catch it while arm is still fully extended and hand is open. 


Here’s my setup. 


This is also a way to use obstacles as a training tool. Each time I walk across, I lift my knee high as possible. There is also a bike inbetween the kitchen-path obstacles. I’ll swing my leg high over it like a slow kick sometimes. It’s been like this only a week. 

I dig the obstacles, cause it forces you to move in abnormal ways of typical life.  Lifting of the knees works your hip flexors which get underused BIG time by office workers like myself. 

It has been annoying like twice. Not bad.

1_5_2017

New Years Resolutions

Time for resolutions again!!

Fresh start and all that jazz huh?

Nope. 

I pass. No resolutions based on the start of a year. Pointless in my view. Change now or don’t. I’m way to planned of a person to care about new year’s goals. I have milestones to hit before I take action. 

Or I’ll get a wild hair up my tail and jump planned execution dates, but that’s rare and tends to be more in the realm of Deciding to shave away the beard I’ve been proudly growing for the last nine months on a whim. Or, with the beard again, carving a mean set of chops out of the overgrown beard. Then realizing the next week that although it was a ton of fun to showup at a friend’s birthday party with burly Elvis-style chops, it could have also been great to do that for Hallow’s Eve two weeks later (oops – but oh well)!

New Years Resolutions will be the same as in the last couple years. 

Resolve to:

  • Do less stupid stuff 
  • Do more good stuff 
  • Try to invest according to your plan

That’s it, but for my early New Years plans:

I will be attempting to eat at a level of wellness that should equal the badness of my current style. I would love for this to persist at a moderate level for eternity but I’m aiming for a cleanse that should last two months. If I can do as I have done multiple times in the last few years, I aim to eat only plants and animals — no boxed food, bread, pop tarts, etc. And with that, eating meat only once or so per week. 

I’ll be taking herbal treatments to aid with the cleanse, such as Renew Life’s Bowel Cleanse which is loaded with oat bran, other bulk fibers, and herbs such as slippery elm & marshmallow root. I have no plans for enimas – neither the deep or standard type, no coffee enimas for me quite yet. I was definitely considering it when I was far along with my last major cleanse. I had gotten so far that the next step was removal of baby gallstones through the liver cleanse. 

[WARNING] And this was AFTER the parasite cleanse. And it was real!! I saw so much strange looking stuff come out of my rear that I was amazed. I remember seeing half inch long sections of a tubelike body with individualized segments (worm? Dunno was fat and a color like slightly yellowed teeth). Then another time I swear there was a 2 foot chunk of something that had to have been a tapeworm. I say 2 foot, but it felt like 7 foot. I didn’t dig thru the bulk even though I was extremely tempted on that instance. There is also a substance called [WARNING] Mucoid Plaque and it is absolutely disgusting but I had such interest to see any perculate. I didn’t see it, but I wonder if any was evacuated with the parasites — cause there truly were some disturbing moments while looking at my scat.

...I’ll certainly go back into gruesome details in a later discussion over the bowel cleanse process, until then…

The warning is over. So with a cleanse, there’s always weight loss. I expect there will be a few occasions of multi-day water fasting in there. A few days of juice fasting. A few days of eating nothing but weird stuff like olive oil (cause it’s super easy, healthful, transportable, cost effective, energy dense, and tasty) and nuts. Coworkers will pick at me for eating cashews with a spoon that I dip in coconut oil – delicious. I’ll transition through phases of eating every hour on the hour to days where I eat 3,000 calories worth of food in one sitting and then none for twenty four hours. 

An amazing aspect of the body is in its ability to adapt to lifestyle changes. In particular to diet, once carbohydrates are reduced to the <50g/day mark, ketogenesis begins. This greatly improves the breakdown of fats into energy. The body will adapt to this state when required — but it will not transition quickly without training the transition. Or in other words, without fasting from carbs [or a standard water fast]. And you must do it repeatedly to achieve an easy transition. Most people give up and worry they will die. But you must persist through the initial “starvation” headaches by drinking more water or eating salt or drinking fresh vegetable juice. 

Rant over, it’s 3:10 in the a.m. on new years day. Sitting in my new car with rain drizzling overhead. The fireworks have ended and so have the majority of gunshots. My bladder is full and I need to run to the bushes ‘over there’ again. I still have one quart eggnog and a box of pop tarts at the house, so no fast on the 1st (soon though). I will need to hunt down Ritual Foods today. Adios. 
 

That’s pretty cool. Noticed the time says 2:22 when I snapped that screenshot.
Makes me feel safer while I sit in my car.

1_1_2017