Mondays Ramblings

Awesome weekend...spent some time with a great friend! Just what I needed to keep my energies renewed. And I have a fantastic weekend coming up as well! Although instead of Crown Royal and Coke this weekend I'll stick with wine. heh Also...a big announcement coming right here at Dazd Central very soon so stay tuned!!!

Ok folks..you know how I am about my friends and events in their lives. Please go over and leave Meleah and Callie some comment love. They both had a very tough loss recently and as you'll see, you'll need some tissues. If you've not visited there before, tell them Dazd sent you. And for pete's sake, bookmark them. They are both wonderful people and post some amazing blogs.

Did I mention Crown Royal and Coke? ugh

Don't forget Dazed Over the Holidays!!! Although we need to send out an APB on Dragon and Goldbloom.

Which reminds me...does anyone know what's happened to Barista @ The Pink Cosmopolitan? I keep getting an error message. People People People...how many times do I have to ask that if you drop off the radar, please let me know. I have the Goon Squad out lookin' for you!

Ok...here's Mondays Caption Contest Pic.



Post your captions in the comments!

What We Can Learn about Committment

The Hunter


A hunter and his friend were sitting in a tall tower stand near highway 481 in Maverick Co., TX, early one cold December morning.

Suddenly, a huge buck walked out over the corn they had spread in the shrub with a tailgate feeder. The buck was magnificent......a once in a lifetime animal. His rack was huge....the hunter's hand shook as his mind was already counting the Boone and Crockett points. Moving quickly, the hunter carefully aimed the Leopold scope on his .300 Win Mag at the unsuspecting buck.

As he was about to squeeze the trigger on this deer of a lifetime, his friend alerted him to a funeral procession passing slowly down highway 481. The hunter pulled away from the gunstock, set the rifle down, took off his hat, bowed his head and then closed his eyes in prayer.

His friend was stunned. 'Wow, that is the most thoughtful and touching thing I have ever seen you do. You actually let that trophy deer go to pay respects to a passing funeral procession. You are indeed the kindest man I have ever known, and I feel lucky to call you a friend.'

The hunter shrugged. 'Yeah, well, we were married for 37 years.'

For All You Bad Drivers...

-For all you drivers who fail to use a turn signal, I wish you the intelligence to discover exactly what one is used for.
-For all you drivers who can't drive the speed limit, I wish you the intelligence to discover exactly what they mean and to attempt to follow them.
-For all you drivers who wish to tailgate me at extremely high speeds, I wish you the intelligence to discover that me tapping on my nrakes is a warning sign.
-For all you drivers who throw you're cigarette butts lit out your window, I wish you the intelligence to discover that flammable objects can cause a fire.
-For all you drivers who pull in front of me disregarding a signal light, I wish you the intelligence to discover exactly what one is used for and why I honk my horn!
-For all you drivers who obsess with talking on the cell phone, smoking a cig whilst holding a soda, I wish you the intelligence to discover exactly what concentration is and how it can be used for driving SAFELY!!

-For all you drivers who bacically suck at driving and continuously piss me off, I WISH I WERE AN ELEPHANT SO I COULD TAKE A HEALTHY SH*T ON THE HOOD OF YOUR CAR!!!.

/end of rant

Have a great weekend and drive safely.

Friday Funnies

A Tale of 5 Days

Lately, I have been attempting to resurrect the person within me, the true me. I found that after my ordeal in 2006 that I had strayed from my chosen path and became a wandering soul lost in this maze of life. Decisions were no longer direct and simple, enjoyment of activities were minimal and I was constantly aching for something that is undefined. Everything I participated with still left an empty void.

And then last week, I finally discovered the void within my galaxy. I spent 5 glorious days reacquainting myself with Nature. Primal desires crested to new heights within quelching my yearnings for guidance. I spontaneously morphed into another person knowing all things regarding Nature and learning again all the aspects of Nature's cycle of life. I instinctively knew of the paths to venture allowing Nature to saturate my soul and mind with her beauty.

My connections with Nature rejuvenated my spirit as I reconnected with my lost soul. I cared not the elements were harsh, rainy, cold, windy and sometimes a sunny warm inviting environment. I cared not that deer, squirrels, birds, and many other forms of Nature went about their daily lives. I was at home...I found my peace and light shown through my void that plagued me for a decade. I had made peace within myself and with Nature. I found my path once again and my sanctuary from everyday life.

And then I remembered something I penned in 1987: "Peace and Tranquility; of oneness with Nature and God."

And yesterday's light reading brought forth a poetic piece I'd long forgotten.


I heard a thousand blended notes
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.

To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What Man has made of Man.

Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower,
The periwinkle trail'd its wreaths;
And 'tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.

The birds around me hopp'd and play'd,
Their thoughts I cannot measure,—
But the least motion which they made
It seem'd a thrill of pleasure.

The budding twigs spread out their fan
To catch the breezy air;
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.

If this belief from heaven be sent,
If such be Nature's holy plan,
Have I not reason to lament
What Man has made of Man?

William Wordsworth

Hello..this thing on?...

"Hello boys...I'm baaaaaaaaaack!!!"

Back from my mini-vacation and I feel great! Muscles ache and I caught a lil sniffles but I'm feeling great. I'm rejuvenated and have plenty of blogs floating around in my head. Now to just get them on here. LOL

OMG..so many blogs to read and catch-up on and so little time. I promise I'll get around to visiting you all in the next few days!

In the meantime....don't forget:

Dazed over the Holidays!

Fellow bloggers...

Mark your calendars...

Don't miss the event of the year...

Make sure your well prepared...

It only happens here for one day! That's right...for one day and one day only you can attend the Holiday meet-up.

Dazed over the Holidays!

When: December 22, 2007
Location: Indianapolis
Time: 12 noon until ?????
Who: Me of course!!! And Dragon!!! And many others yet to be named! Any and all are welcome!!!

Everyone is invited! I realize it's the Holidays but I'm excited about this. If all goes well, I'll try and schedule one for the summer.

We will be meeting at Gray's Cafeteria at 12 noon December 22, 2007 for lunch. From there...who knows but at least we have a starting point. Excellent choice Dragon!
Here is a map: Gray Brothers Cafeteria.
And here is the address:
Gray Brothers Cafeteria
555 S. Indiana St.
Mooresville, IN 46158
317-831-5614

If you need directions, email me here and i will provide them to you. Let me know from what direction(town)you are coming from. Like I said...this is where we will start so if you have suggestions around Indy that'll be closer for some, email me or post a comment.

Join us for an afternoon of fun as Dragon takes Indiana by storm!!!

Happy Thanksgiving!

The Old-Fashioned Thanksgiving
by: Edgar Albert Guest

It may be I am getting old and like too much to dwell
Upon the days of bygone years, the days I loved so well;
But thinking of them now I wish somehow that I could know
A simple old Thanksgiving Day, like those of long ago,
When all the family gathered round a table richly spread,
With little Jamie at the foot and grandpa at the head,
The youngest of us all to greet the oldest with a smile,
With mother running in and out and laughing all the while.

It may be I'm old-fashioned, but it seems to me to-day
We're too much bent on having fun to take the time to pray;
Each little family grows up with fashions of its own;
It lives within a world itself and wants to be alone.
It has its special pleasures, its circle, too, of friends;
There are no get-together days; each one his journey wends,
Pursuing what he likes the best in his particular way,
Letting the others do the same upon Thanksgiving Day.

I like the olden way the best, when relatives were glad
To meet the way they used to do when I was but a lad;
The old home was a rendezvous for all our kith and kin,
And whether living far or near they all came trooping in
With shouts of "Hello, daddy!" as they fairly stormed the place
And made a rush for mother, who would stop to wipe her face
Upon her gingham apron before she kissed them all,
Hugging them proudly to her breast, the grownups and the small.

Then laughter rang throughout the home, and, Oh, the jokes they told;
From Boston, Frank brought new ones, but father sprang the old;
All afternoon we chatted, telling what we hoped to do,
The struggles we were making and the hardships we'd gone through;
We gathered round the fireside. How fast the hours would fly--
It seemed before we'd settled down 'twas time to say good-bye.
Those were the glad Thanksgivings, the old-time families knew
When relatives could still be friends and every heart was true.