Cosmic Bubbles

What’s the view out your kitchen window? What do you think about while you stand there? Is the window over a sink where you do dishes? Do you stand there sometimes just thinking? I want to know. A while back, January 30th as a matter of fact, I wrote in a post called “in defense of” about the view outside my kitchen window, it was about another subject. It isn’t for me to defend the view outside my window, though I will show the view, and you can think whatever you’d like. The neighbor has allowed the building to fall down, for whatever reason, and there is nothing for me to do about it. I can only take a photo. This is what it looked like when I took the photo during late winter:

I always wondered if I started the page if women would add their own view or write about standing at their kitchen window…and if so, would anyone be looking at something like this?  How does the view affect every day, and if thoughts are changed while standing there. I thought it would be a good thing to hear women’s stories, whatever they thought about while looking out their kitchen window. This is not the only kitchen window I have ever had, but it certainly is the most challenging. In my post I wrote:

“…the view out my kitchen window. I thought, that would be a nice venture, little risk. Ask women what hopes and dreams and thoughts have been thought while standing at their kitchen window. I took a picture outside my window, but thought people might find it too depressing. The building next door has been collapsing over a period of a few years, so some might think it isn’t very inspiring, but one has to be able to see the blessings in that.

Here’s the blessing in my story today. With all that the woman in the laundromat has to deal with I asked her how she stays positive. She seemed to have a decent attitude, and was happy to talk with us. She said, at one point in her life, when she was dealing with a drunkard husband, whom she was getting ready to divorce, three kids,  no job experience, etc., etc., she looked out her kitchen window and decided she needed to make that change for herself and her kids. Out her kitchen window.”

So I ask women (and men) to tell of their hopes and dreams, thoughts they have had while looking out their kitchen window. And if they have a photo that shows the view outside, that makes it even better.

The Corn on the Cob illustrations match the anagram of today’s Comic Sherpa Apple Pie. I guess maybe this is something only I would’ve noticed but I thought I would point it out. I was bored and thought I would find a random comic strip that I had not looked at today, and saw the Apple Pie toon, and as soon as I saw it I realized it matched up with the Corn on the Cob strip which I looked at yesterday. Go figure. Well, I know somebody had it figured.   I used the text from today’s entire Apple Pie strip, “So I learned today that we evolved from monkeys. Hmmm. Maybe. But judging by my hair I’m betting on hedgehogs.”  This is what came of it: “Jesus died, gave him the bridge to God, many taken to my God by a Bible, why give them only Romans Ten Four? Hmmm.” So if you look at the illustration, you’ll see the two are related. A lot of science goes into these things, you know?

Special relativity is not something I wish to explain because it is science that tells people something someone else has proven, not me. Einstein did a pretty good job of showing his theories. I can’t really show much or prove anything because I have no special theories written out on the blackboard, no papers, no photos, nothing but an unusual way of connecting the comics and the cosmic world. Some people just pass it off as imaginings. Today’s collage is mostly a run down of connections made from yesterday’s post, tying together some visuals from comics to words I used.

Today’s collage contains a Red & Rover text bubble that gives me today’s anagram. The text, “It’s ’cause the island has weird magnetic properties that manipulate time and space, thereby making it virtually invisible to the outside world.” My anagram reads, “Angel may be causing visions. It’s problematic to keep special relativity to a limit. He started with me, then under that rule I add up what’s inside.”  Who needs a theory? I have my own kinda’ proof.

This is for him: I spent most of the day writing descriptions for tinware that will go on the PatAid2008 site that I mentioned some time ago. Some friends put the website together and it isn’t complete. The addition of 3 plus pages of descriptions and photos I worked on today will be nice. I had a hard time writing some descriptions. I mean, if you aren’t into early 19th century reproductions it isn’t easy to get people interested unless it is something they want for the intended use. Even if it is for a good cause. For example:

2 by 4 mug: A must for the Civil War re-enactor or those whose décor tends to run in that direction, but also a handy desktop addition for hundreds of paper clips, the pens you keep leaving elsewhere, jelly beans, civil war teeth. A popular item. Price: $12.

Need a candle extinguisher? It’s the cheapest of the lot. 

candle-extinguisher: Anyone out there can afford a candle extinguisher to use after their romantic dinner. It’s much better to use an extinguisher (candle type not the bottle type) than to blow spit and candle wax all over your lover’s face. This lovely little gem can double as a Christmas tree ornament, or a unique clothing prop. Price: $2.40

The garden tours start this weekend in Madison. Maybe someone will want a watering can?  It’s a classic-styled watering can, this one is made of copper to last a lifetime. Copper does not rust but if you desire you can keep it polished or allow the natural patina to occur as it is used. Sprinkler head is removable. This is one to pass down in your will. You’ll be the envy of the neighborhood; endulge yourself today. 6” x 6 & ¾”. Price $120.

I spent too much time doing that stuff today. I really am not able to stay seriously focused for any length of time. This is for me:

My horoscope for today helps cheer me: “You may have a harder time concentrating than usual, but that just means you’re adapting to the pace of the day. Other folks are equally weird, so you won’t fall behind and may even come out a little ahead!” So does that mean I may be more or less weird? It makes me laugh, so that’s good.

I spoke with the hospital today and they assured me I did nothing I should be ashamed of while under the influence of drugs (given to me to do a couple of procedures) and unable to recall the time spent there. I got the results of my tests today. I have a couple of kidney stones, which accounts for the pain I have had for about 4 weeks or so, so I can drink lots more water but I still need to see a urologist next week. The colonoscopy gave the doctor the opportunity to remove a pre-cancerous adenomatous polyp that I was unaware I had. I am aware of a family history so I took this as a blessing. Knowledge is power. I now know I need to have this checked regularly. My endoscopy showed I have a hernia, so more dietary changes could be in order, or just more reflux meds. Either way, everything is workable, so I am happy. I just have some missing places in my memory for the day. Sometimes such a thing can be a blessing.

I let my children know of the results, telling them that genetics isn’t everything, there is a good possibility they will never have to deal with the same things my siblings or parents have been dealt. Knowledge certainly can change the outcome. So can prayer. I changed what I asked for to things that can be managed rather than tests that don’t show anything. I needed answers, so now I have them. I am thankful for that.

I also found out today I will become a member of  HIP (Healthy Indiana Plan), since I got my first letter today, so maybe the future will be better not just for me, but for everyone else who needs a program for healthcare. Let’s hope the new president has a real plan for those in need.

At the end of reading comics this morning I noticed a game ad on the side of the page for a game called IKariam. I read it as I carry ‘em. I also noticed the embedded words in the ad which appeared to be “see the gods play”. Sometimes I notice weird stuff like that and just put it in the collage. I also noticed the game description started off as “The sound of the sea, a white sandy beach and sun! On a small island somewhere… “ A small island, uh huh. This is today’s collage:

I’m not sure how I got dressed yesterday after my endoscopy and colonoscopy because I don’t remember a thing about getting dressed, leaving the hospital, getting in my friend’s car or coming into the house. That must be what it is like to enjoy a good drunk, but it is a little strange for someone who doesn’t do that sort of thing. I just cannot recall getting from one point to the next. I do remember waking after a few naps and at one point putting a new desktop picture on my desktop, the Azul photo that came with the computer desktop collection, showing a small island. I just decided to change it last night, needing a change. I also recall posting a mini-collage and anagram, and will leave that as is even though I was still under the influence when I did it. Yesterday was pretty much shot. My body needed the rest anyway since I rarely get more than 4 hours of sleep. 

I did not vote yesterday but I doubt it made a difference either. I didn’t follow much on TV after the polls closed either, but still, was not surprised by results this morning. What will be is already written somewhere. Sometimes we can see it, sometimes we can’t. The name IKARIAM is in today’s anagram which comes from the collage text, “Imagine yourself on a beach, looking at a beautiful still lake…the sun is warm on your face..” The anagram reads, “If IKARIAM has brought out a game online, at link we see a funny bullseye of actual color.” That’s all for now folks. And no, I did not write the words over the ad, they are embedded. I just happened to notice them and went from there.

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Not that anyone cares to read about this sort of thing, but today’s endoscopy and colonoscopy was good for a bunch of naps. I was cleaned out clear through from top to bottom. I am only online for a minute to put up the anagram I didn’t get up last night and today’s collage. I noticed just before posting that someone had come to the blog looking for “the god part of the brain”. There is a comic in the collage that may speak to that for them, in some way. The nexus is present. The anagrams come from text used in yesterday’s collage, using the text twice. Thus the anagram comes out as, “I enjoyed the davinci code, did I see a divinity movie? A religio loci is a good idea…do come, I detail majesty, a coelacanth mystery.” I am too tired to explain it for now. But if you follow the nexus in some form it will be recognizable at least.

Found out where the beagle lives! (in yesterday’s post) Yeah!!! Actually, had I walked a little farther down the road by the river last night I may have found where he lives, hard to say. I don’t have a name yet, but I will know by the end of the day. Fortunately, the animal control officer told me the shelter would be able to give me the information about where the owner lives over the phone, so I left a message this morning, got a phone number and address. The phone number turned out to be another neighbor who does not actually own the dog, but can get in touch with the owners. Meanwhile, I have taken a sharpie to the underside of the collar and put the neighbor’s phone number on the collar. Don’t really care if anyone appreciates that or not, but if that is the number left with the pound that is who gets the call next time if anyone looks at the underside of the collar. The dogs have been busy, constant wrestling is wearing me out just being around them, but it beats making him go to the shelter. I would want someone to do the same for me if my dog was lost. So I hope they get the message today and pick up their dog after work. They are lucky it wasn’t hit when it stood in the middle of the highway yesterday. I hope they will be able to keep him in his pen or the house from now on. I would hate for hi to be injured or killed.

Today is clear liquid day. I have had chicken broth and am now looking forward to YELLOW (artificial pineapple) jello and GREEN (lime) in a little while, with milkshake and NuLYTELY for dinner. Yum, yum. Tomorrow’s endoscopy and colonoscopy have been moved up a couple of hours, which works for me. I hope it works for my driver to go an hour and a half earlier in the morning. I kinda’ doubt I will be posting tomorrow since I will be under the influence of something.

It is a beautiful day outside, so I took advantage and put a load of laundry on the line. The outside calls but I really can’t be far from the house today, with Dulcolax and all. “She’s trying to move it along.” I hear on the TV (12:40 CMT) The beau has the TV on some trading momma show. I try to tune it out for the most part, but I am pretty much stuck in this room for computer use. Occasionally I hear something, like that, to make a little connection. That’s what it is all about, isn’t it?

Tonight’s anagram comes from the text seen at the beginning of the collage, “Strange…I don’t remember you ever having a green one.” If you read the last post you know a lost dog came to my house for the second time, green beans have been on my mind this week, aliens and the mirror are often part of my thinking process. My singular (for now) anagram reads, “You engrave me, have dog, green bean, sentient mirror.” Too tired to do the others for now, and with a dog guest in the house, things are busy tonight. Yep, I HAD to let him in, didn’t I?  ;)  BTW, I like the binoculars and infinity sign for similar visuals, don’t you?

I was finally well enough for church today, after my hiatus, and boy did it feel good. I decided I had to go, no matter how I felt, it’s been too long since I have been there. I got something special for going today, something that tied the services, my mom, my grandpa, and after church together in one nice neat little package. The pastor played saw music before his sermon today. I very much enjoyed that and will write on that in a moment.

This is the first time I have been to church in 4 weeks ( I think) so I missed the pastor telling everyone last week that his grandmother was dying, but today he talked about being with his grandmother as she passed over. She made a big impact on his life; he is grateful and it shows. Yes, grandparents are special. I’m glad my children still have my ex-husband’s mother and step-father (who are both in their eighties). My grandparents did not make it that long and neither did my mom, so I am grateful for the time my children have had from early childhood into their twenties. It makes a big difference to have extended family.

There are a couple of connections today in church. First the saw music. For a long while I have had my grandfather’s saw hanging in the living room. He painted his name on it, one of the few words he ever learned to spell or write in his life. Good thing it was simple. So it’s a favorite possession. Today, after church I came home and looked up How to Play a Saw and the next link I came upon was my mom’s favorite song, which you can hear played on the saw. What makes this more of a connection for me today, is that in a couple of comic strips there were mother’s day wishes, even though mother’s day isn’t until next week. Special connections. I have always wanted a psaltry or dulcimer to play, but actually, I could probably learn to play the saw just as easily. It could be fun. The sound of music played on a saw is eerie-sounding, something aliens could appreciate, I think. Maybe that’s a special effects sound…could be.

The other connection was that the Gideon folks were there today…you know the hotel bible people. One of the little stories told by the gentleman was about a man whose hands were gnarled and withered, who was in a hotel, with a pistol, ready to do himself in (because of the misery of his physical condition) when for some reason, maybe in a last minute reality check, decided to look at that Gideon bible on the hotel room desk. Apparently the Lord spoke to the man and he did not use the pistol but instead went on to be a man of God. Nice story. Feel good stories are always a winner on Sunday.

What makes this even more interesting is that today the beau received an e-mail from someone he has never met (and I have no idea why he contacted us except for the “metal” connection he would have made via internet) who asked if we could make some kind of a splint for the man’s hands, and he sent pictures of his hands which are gnarled and twisted (don’t know the disease). I make the connection only because of what I had heard in church today. I just connect the dots. If someone/anyone happens to run across this post this week and can help the man with a splint of some sort so he can hold a pencil better that would be great. What he has been using really isn’t working too well. I just don’t think it is something we can do, we aren’t medical people. Looks to me like he needs something that is form fitting or molded, since the Dr. Scholl’s carpal tunnel wrap isn’t doing much for him. Anyone able to help leave a message.

Meanwhile back at the ranch. He’s back. The beagle I wrote about in my post, today is thursday, april third… , and called animal control to pick him up and take him to the pound, has showed up in the yard again, and is spending the night again. My dog almost chased him into the street, and neither one is car savvy. The beagle is obviously an indoor dog that gets out and finds his way here somehow. I must have sucker across my forehead. Only until animal control gets here.

Since I have medical tests to prepare for tomorrow I have no time to play around, so I will contact the pound and ask them if they can look at their records to see if I can contact the owner by phone (or whomever picked him up last time from the pound), assuming they kept that information, and tell the owner to come get him. I did meet a neighbor who said a friend of his would love a new hunting dog though…

Every now and then a random word comes into mind and I need to follow it up because it generally means I am being shown something, like tonight,when the dog wandered next door and forgot where he was, it happens sometimes. The beau let the mostly-blind chihuahua out and then couldn’t find him, so I went outside to call him. Standing in the middle of the yard I spied a brand new electrical outlet on the ground and picked it up. I said aloud, I have been here before, (meaning finding things like that) now where is my dog. A moment later the neighbor came over and asked it that was my dog in her yard. She said she only saw him because she went out to see if there was mail. It was a lot later than she would normally do that, so I appreciate the dog getting back safely.

And speaking of safety…the wiring in this house is ancient. Yesterday I smelled something electrical but did not know what it was right after I had turned the oven on for dinner, but knew it wasn’t the right odor, it was some other electric smell. A while later when friends came by I noticed the lights were off in the living room. We had apparently blown a fuse. After the switch was flipped back on I caught a spark in the corner of my eye, and found the electrical cord that was plugged in there was melted down at the plug and sparking, surely leading to a fire if it had not been seen. Thanks for the note big guy. So the new outlet must be a hint…yes, it should be changed out. Sometimes one thing leads us to another.

Getting back to today’s random word (actually it came up a day or so ago but I am just now following up) it was haricots vert.  I did buy some “green beans” today on my trip to wally-world. I only got part of what I needed because I can’t stand going there when it is busy. I also feel ill each time I go there, something hard to explain but I only get that feeling in one other place…and I figured out it was the lighting. Quite frankly I think it must make people mean because I find a lot of people are rude there. I can’t stand it any more than a half hour, whatever it is. Any hoots, tomorrow is another day. I promised I would attend church tomorrow (I haven’t been in weeks). Yesterday I saw my neighbor at the store (thus cut my shopping short) and drove her home (she got the last of yesterday’s green beans at Jay-C’s store in town) and today (at Wallyworld) I saw the pastor’s wife and two children. I was really not feeling well when I talked with her but did promise I would be at church tomorrow. It is the first time she has ever seen me out of church, and probably wondered why I had pants on. I wear pants, unlike the other women in the church I attend. I am sure they will be expecting me to account for this difference of opinion, but I don’t owe them that. God is OK with my wearing of pants even if the church is not. When talking with the pastor’s wife she asked if I had kidney stones or what. I said every time I have a test I ask that they find nothing, so they find nothing. She said maybe I should be praying that they find out what the problem is but that it is fixable. I never thought of asking. I just say I hope nothing was found. I guess I will find out Monday what was or wasn’t found. Anyway…I got my green beans, and due to timing I got whatever else I was supposed to get while there.

Today’s anagram comes from the text in the collage that says, “We could talk, discuss religion, books, philosophy. Anything!…what the first subject that pops into your head?” Well, when I was doing this collage I was also thinking about the CAT scan machine and how the little red laser light goes back and forth while lying there, kinda’ like the cylon’s red laser eye on Battlestar Gallactica. And green beans. 

Weird mind I know. The text gave me this anagram, “How’s Jesus Christ adapt physics to answer by “innate” thoughts? That link to prolific old book helps guide you.”  The last post (about the volcano erupting) used in the definition of “innate” for anagrams. Just having fun in this collage with what came up, as it connects to previous posts as part of my nexus. You can decide on what the anagram means.