The Clouds

Yesterday I used Microsoft Word on my chromebook. How? I found a site that allows you to run it from their servers. It works quite well. It is a tad bit slower than running it even on my ancient iMac. However, I am thinking there probably wouldn't be much difference at all if I had a better internet connection.

Here is the linkage:
http://www.installfree.com/


Cloud computing is coming along nicely. The web allows so much nowadays. I even played some Command & Conquer the other day in my browser.

Go

Britney Spears just played on my Lady Gaga Pandora radio station. Not bad. She seems to have come up a bit.

Now Adele is playing. I really enjoy her soulful voice.

It's 4 in the morning. I am doing laundry, and obviously listening to music.


Today,(Well,, yesterday now I suppose.) I walked to work. Usually, I have my bicycle to help out some. Not today however.

It was brutal. Though 3/4th of the way there I felt such a sense of accomplishment. My own power had crossed the span through the heat.

It might appear silly to get excited about such things. I just do sometimes.


And now for something completely different.(And wondrous.)

TV

In my last post I talked about what I do with my television. There were many years I didn't watch much of that at all. There are various reasons. 
One being that for a time fiction frustrated me. I would always find myself talking to the screen, saying things like, "Real people wouldn't act like that." Perhaps they wouldn't. Though, I have come to accept that it's alright.
I still can't sit through an episode of Three's Company. There is just something about the situations they get into which irks me. It just seems that after knowing one another for so long they could easily avoid many of those conflicts, however humorous they might be. It could be it just all appears too very much like overkill after a while.
Rest in peace John Ritter. I always wanted to like your show.
Another reason was poetry. I started focusing on poetry, and what I thought were my own glorious thoughts after certain things happened in my life. Nowadays, I am just as proud of if not more so of the things I write. Why do we always convince ourselves we aren't doing anything unless it's a draining obsession?
I'm attempting to enjoy life more. I don't want to have to feel drained to feel accomplished.

A Lot Of Personal Pronouns

I am at times given a great let down. I will be watching episode after episode of some series I can't get enough of on my Roku, only to discover everything doesn't go on forever. Sometimes a show is just plain over. Sometimes I suspect a deal between Netflix, and whoever prohibits at least for the now release of new episodes. In any case, things do not always happen how and when I wish them to happen.
Patience is a practical thing to have. I can apply this to other things of course.

God

The Buddha basically taught that the notion of God wasn't important. To him it was the process which was important. Jesus, and others on the other hand placed emphasis on the path of devotion to deity.
Now, what The Buddha had to say makes much sense to me. Yet, I cannot shake the feeling that something is above us. I read somewhere we are hardwired with this idea of a God who has some say in what happens here.
Perhaps, we are merely inclined to personify everything? It could also be because we see ourselves as creators, we think the hierarchy has to go up higher to something less flawed.
We all wish beyond our limitations.(Both real, and imagined.) I like to know the mountain exists. Though climbing it is beyond what I can do here in the flatness of Florida.