ok…thanks for talking with me tonight. Good luck with the babies. Oh, the thermostat is here…it arrived today, but not the gasket. I’ll leave it on the kitchen table. Tonight I’ll be sleeping with the words Action. Intent. Belief. Good night, David. Jen
OK. So, it’s good-night. Tomorrow you’re with your folks. And I quess I am there Friday. That will require working something out for the chicks. Anyway, let me know when the blog is on again. I’ll just post as usual. I got to go. Good night.
Starting over. I think what I liked about “talking” with you the other night…why I thought it was a good idea – though I don’t think I told you then – was for the reasons you stated above…trying to catch up to ourselves in the blog…what did I…what didn’t I comment on…what do I still need to comment on…it was hard to keep up. This stream…on at the same time…helped that…but maybe it doesn’t let the words linger like the previous blogs…the responses, thought-full. I know there are posts I need to go back to. Tonight has been emotion filled for me…and I’m getting tired. You?
Did that TP reference make sense? The over-the-top vs. under-the-bottom controversy?! Just the thought of talking to you about it sends me straight to the chips, to the popcorn, to the ice and cider.
Yes, oh, yes, we can wait til counseling. We can wait until we’re before the throne of God.
It is a mystery.
Action. Intent. Belief. That is a “check-in”.
I did have this idea about freeing myself of less-than thoughts. It’s still sort of a new idea. And it doesn’t exactly stand up to everything. Already, it’s an idea in trouble. But as the blog’s progressed, and it has become absolutely impossible to catch up to all that I’ve said, I see that there is a “knowledge base” in the blog that you’re not going to have, and that missing it isn’t something I feel is a short-coming as might about other analogous things, like knowing that I’ve told you something, knowing that you made a committment, knowing that you know, knowing that you don’t. So, when I transfer my reaction to you as you miss stuff on the blog, to you in all the other ways we interact, I think, gee, what if we were always starting over at the moment we renew contact? Over. And over. And over. Again. Then I go into the bathroom, lift the lid, drop my drawers, pee like a woman, reach for the TP, and … oh, my, gawd! They can do without me!
I guess you’re saying I can’t give you anything? And, you’d be right. What is my belief? What belief frees me to think I should give you hope? Well, I’m feeling confused now. My belief is that you are doing the next right thing…that I am doing the next right thing…this gives me hope that I am on my way to the healthy relationship wheel with you…it’s enough for me to have that hope. I’m sorry if I overstepped a boundary here. Can we come back to this conversation in counseling when we are sitting face-to-face. Is there anything you would like to add?
I’m glad you like the photo. I had a feeling you might. It was cock-eyed. And when I auto-balanced and leveled the image in Photoshop the reflection in the water at the back end of the boat blew out. But that gave it glow. Now, if the boat had been filled with fishing nets instead of weeds, it would have been “quaint”. As it is, it is just what it is.
…speaking of boats…I have to tell you that I L-O-V-E your photograph of the boat with the grass in it. Really great. What camera did you use to take it with? And, how did you find out about the Maya at Playa? Jen
Something for the “hobbyist.” That’s great! Sorry your joke was a dud! Let’s reply to the last comment made – even with responses from previous comments…may make it easier to figure out where we left off. J
Changing subject: Yes, I am home alone; No, there aren’t any new dishes. Ellen and I had a picnic in the living room the other day and I used a lot of bowls. Not sure what was different. Happy you’re not here? I’ll answer this questions with a line from a song I heard in a movie I was watching earlier tonight while having a bite to eat. The movie is called Once (library) and the line comes from a song the two characters play/sing together the first time they play/sing together…Take this sinking boat and point it home, we still have time… So yes, I’m happy you’re not here. Jen
Are we on the same page yet?
Didn’t we talk about giving the birds away to anyone who hired me as a consultant?
Did I lose you again?!
We should’ve got a court order for live chat.
I don’t think my post posted…it said that No…you hadn’t told me about the FWC meeting…go ahead and tell me while I clean the robocoup…robocoup is clean…I’ll wait now. J
ok, I’ll see it through…but if we give them the bird and they pay you as a consultant, isn’t that a way to make it legit (check for the bird would go to Chiefs…mailing label would say Chiefs…check to you would say Consultant? No you didn’t tell me about the FWC meeting? Tell me. I’m going to go wash the robocoup while you write. Jen
I’m using a little papaya baby food with the chicks this time.
At the FWC a county commissioner from I can’t remember where said their problem with the FWC requirement that Class One animals not be in “residential only” neighborhoods was that there was no such thing as a “residential only” neighborhood. That was odd. It seemed a recognition that even in residential neighborhood a home owner could have a home business and there the residence would not be residential only. It’s not right. I don’t think it is right. I would be happier to here someone say that a residence has always included some business.
And I had a victory at the FWC meeting. But I do think I’ve told that story … maybe to Ellen. I was the last of forty three people to speak on the new Captive Wildlife rules. After everyone had praised or critizied the uplisting of a variety of animals, I stepped to the podium with something new. I started with a joke about turtles. The Commission had just passed a rule squashing the wild caught turtle business – China was stealing our turtles for soup. No kidding. And on my way to the meeting I passed a billboard for a Cooter Festival. So, I told the commissioner about the billboard and said, “Well, I quess that festival is a goner!” It was a lead balloon. But Kathy Barco, the vice-chair, and only woman, stepped in and saved me. “Well, everybody can bring their own.” So, after agreeing heartily with Ms Barco, I asked the others to make a small change in the new requirement that all sell/exhibit licensees show “sustained business” activity. I asked that they limit the requirement to Class One and Two animals. No one bit. But later while the commissioner asked their final questions of Col. Jones, Ms Barco saved me again, “Are you going to do something about what that last gentleman asked.” She thought I was a gentleman. Well, I had opened a door for her earlier when I saw she’d to much in her hands to do it herself. And later Col. Jones twice said she would do something for the “hobbyist”. The VP of FFA was there to pat me on the back.
Well, I just wanted to talk. And yes, being able to sell the birds was on my mind. I’ll call…but are you asking me to because you think it’s a bad idea and you just want me to find that out? Or because you would consider doing it, even for half the retail? Jen
You want to talk about selling birds?
Would you try that out?!
Call Chief’s. Call the Bird Store. Run it by them.
They want half the retail. Or, they want to pay half what I ask.
And they may only take the birds on consignment.
You call’em. Just so you get the feel that you need. And tell them the retail is $1800.
Now, even if they go for that, we are selling them, and we’re not supposed to do that.
Did I tell you about the FWC meeting?
DW:This idea came to me in the aisle way this morning as I was feeding the birds and thinking about the eggs you were going to pull…about raising them and all that entails and about selling them (by the way…I listened for babies this morning, but didn’t hear a peep). So…in a nutshell…or, should a say eggshell (lol)…is it possible to approach a local bird selling establishment with this offer: You give them the babies you raise. They sell them through their business. They pay you a percentage of the sale (a large percentage) as a consultant. They can advertise the birds on their website and advertise you as the expert on Aracari…You can advertise yourself and their business on your Aracari Expert website. Of course, there would need to be something in writing…that’s it…where’s the flaw? Jen
Take your time. I’ll do a sudoku.
Did I tell you the third chick hatched?
Did you go to Home Depot? Publix?
Where did you go? Am I assuming incorrectly that you wanted me to wait? Did you say wait?
OK…well then I just liked our talk the other night and thought we would do it again. I have a bird-brain idea…can you give me a few minutes to write it out? J
First…let me ask you a question…is there an easy way to see the comments…almost like a chat? I keep having to go back to the home page to see if the post has been updated? Jen
ok…thanks for talking with me tonight. Good luck with the babies. Oh, the thermostat is here…it arrived today, but not the gasket. I’ll leave it on the kitchen table. Tonight I’ll be sleeping with the words Action. Intent. Belief. Good night, David. Jen
OK. So, it’s good-night. Tomorrow you’re with your folks. And I quess I am there Friday. That will require working something out for the chicks. Anyway, let me know when the blog is on again. I’ll just post as usual. I got to go. Good night.
Starting over. I think what I liked about “talking” with you the other night…why I thought it was a good idea – though I don’t think I told you then – was for the reasons you stated above…trying to catch up to ourselves in the blog…what did I…what didn’t I comment on…what do I still need to comment on…it was hard to keep up. This stream…on at the same time…helped that…but maybe it doesn’t let the words linger like the previous blogs…the responses, thought-full. I know there are posts I need to go back to. Tonight has been emotion filled for me…and I’m getting tired. You?
Did that TP reference make sense? The over-the-top vs. under-the-bottom controversy?! Just the thought of talking to you about it sends me straight to the chips, to the popcorn, to the ice and cider.
Yes, oh, yes, we can wait til counseling. We can wait until we’re before the throne of God.
It is a mystery.
Jen, I have to give the birds a final feeding and go to bed. What do you say?
Action. Intent. Belief. That is a “check-in”.
I did have this idea about freeing myself of less-than thoughts. It’s still sort of a new idea. And it doesn’t exactly stand up to everything. Already, it’s an idea in trouble. But as the blog’s progressed, and it has become absolutely impossible to catch up to all that I’ve said, I see that there is a “knowledge base” in the blog that you’re not going to have, and that missing it isn’t something I feel is a short-coming as might about other analogous things, like knowing that I’ve told you something, knowing that you made a committment, knowing that you know, knowing that you don’t. So, when I transfer my reaction to you as you miss stuff on the blog, to you in all the other ways we interact, I think, gee, what if we were always starting over at the moment we renew contact? Over. And over. And over. Again. Then I go into the bathroom, lift the lid, drop my drawers, pee like a woman, reach for the TP, and … oh, my, gawd! They can do without me!
I like it just the way it is. It’s you.
I guess you’re saying I can’t give you anything? And, you’d be right. What is my belief? What belief frees me to think I should give you hope? Well, I’m feeling confused now. My belief is that you are doing the next right thing…that I am doing the next right thing…this gives me hope that I am on my way to the healthy relationship wheel with you…it’s enough for me to have that hope. I’m sorry if I overstepped a boundary here. Can we come back to this conversation in counseling when we are sitting face-to-face. Is there anything you would like to add?
I’m glad you like the photo. I had a feeling you might. It was cock-eyed. And when I auto-balanced and leveled the image in Photoshop the reflection in the water at the back end of the boat blew out. But that gave it glow. Now, if the boat had been filled with fishing nets instead of weeds, it would have been “quaint”. As it is, it is just what it is.
Yes, you wanted to give me hope. What is your belief? What belief frees you to think you should give me hope?
Yes
…speaking of boats…I have to tell you that I L-O-V-E your photograph of the boat with the grass in it. Really great. What camera did you use to take it with? And, how did you find out about the Maya at Playa? Jen
Oh. OK. So, were you trying to give ME hope?
Well…it gave me hope…the same way marking the calendar for the Maya festival in Flagler gave me hope that we would have something in the future. Jen
OK. What is your intention? What is it you intend to do to me with that story?
That was a l-o-n-g intro.
Something for the “hobbyist.” That’s great! Sorry your joke was a dud! Let’s reply to the last comment made – even with responses from previous comments…may make it easier to figure out where we left off. J
Changing subject: Yes, I am home alone; No, there aren’t any new dishes. Ellen and I had a picnic in the living room the other day and I used a lot of bowls. Not sure what was different. Happy you’re not here? I’ll answer this questions with a line from a song I heard in a movie I was watching earlier tonight while having a bite to eat. The movie is called Once (library) and the line comes from a song the two characters play/sing together the first time they play/sing together…Take this sinking boat and point it home, we still have time… So yes, I’m happy you’re not here. Jen
Are we on the same page yet?
Didn’t we talk about giving the birds away to anyone who hired me as a consultant?
Did I lose you again?!
We should’ve got a court order for live chat.
I’m not following you here…what do you think isn’t right? J
READ THE POST AGAIN, JEN. I was editing it while you were reading it. Oh, and look, I’m here in your comment! Are there rules against this?
I don’t think my post posted…it said that No…you hadn’t told me about the FWC meeting…go ahead and tell me while I clean the robocoup…robocoup is clean…I’ll wait now. J
ok, I’ll see it through…but if we give them the bird and they pay you as a consultant, isn’t that a way to make it legit (check for the bird would go to Chiefs…mailing label would say Chiefs…check to you would say Consultant? No you didn’t tell me about the FWC meeting? Tell me. I’m going to go wash the robocoup while you write. Jen
Who’s next?
Did I leave any question unanswered?
I’m using a little papaya baby food with the chicks this time.
At the FWC a county commissioner from I can’t remember where said their problem with the FWC requirement that Class One animals not be in “residential only” neighborhoods was that there was no such thing as a “residential only” neighborhood. That was odd. It seemed a recognition that even in residential neighborhood a home owner could have a home business and there the residence would not be residential only. It’s not right. I don’t think it is right. I would be happier to here someone say that a residence has always included some business.
And I had a victory at the FWC meeting. But I do think I’ve told that story … maybe to Ellen. I was the last of forty three people to speak on the new Captive Wildlife rules. After everyone had praised or critizied the uplisting of a variety of animals, I stepped to the podium with something new. I started with a joke about turtles. The Commission had just passed a rule squashing the wild caught turtle business – China was stealing our turtles for soup. No kidding. And on my way to the meeting I passed a billboard for a Cooter Festival. So, I told the commissioner about the billboard and said, “Well, I quess that festival is a goner!” It was a lead balloon. But Kathy Barco, the vice-chair, and only woman, stepped in and saved me. “Well, everybody can bring their own.” So, after agreeing heartily with Ms Barco, I asked the others to make a small change in the new requirement that all sell/exhibit licensees show “sustained business” activity. I asked that they limit the requirement to Class One and Two animals. No one bit. But later while the commissioner asked their final questions of Col. Jones, Ms Barco saved me again, “Are you going to do something about what that last gentleman asked.” She thought I was a gentleman. Well, I had opened a door for her earlier when I saw she’d to much in her hands to do it herself. And later Col. Jones twice said she would do something for the “hobbyist”. The VP of FFA was there to pat me on the back.
Well, I just wanted to talk. And yes, being able to sell the birds was on my mind. I’ll call…but are you asking me to because you think it’s a bad idea and you just want me to find that out? Or because you would consider doing it, even for half the retail? Jen
You want to talk about selling birds?
Would you try that out?!
Call Chief’s. Call the Bird Store. Run it by them.
They want half the retail. Or, they want to pay half what I ask.
And they may only take the birds on consignment.
You call’em. Just so you get the feel that you need. And tell them the retail is $1800.
Now, even if they go for that, we are selling them, and we’re not supposed to do that.
Did I tell you about the FWC meeting?
DW:This idea came to me in the aisle way this morning as I was feeding the birds and thinking about the eggs you were going to pull…about raising them and all that entails and about selling them (by the way…I listened for babies this morning, but didn’t hear a peep). So…in a nutshell…or, should a say eggshell (lol)…is it possible to approach a local bird selling establishment with this offer: You give them the babies you raise. They sell them through their business. They pay you a percentage of the sale (a large percentage) as a consultant. They can advertise the birds on their website and advertise you as the expert on Aracari…You can advertise yourself and their business on your Aracari Expert website. Of course, there would need to be something in writing…that’s it…where’s the flaw? Jen
Take your time. I’ll do a sudoku.
Did I tell you the third chick hatched?
Did you go to Home Depot? Publix?
Where did you go? Am I assuming incorrectly that you wanted me to wait? Did you say wait?
OK…well then I just liked our talk the other night and thought we would do it again. I have a bird-brain idea…can you give me a few minutes to write it out? J
I’m sitting on the post page and hitting refresh.
You could just hit the refresh.
First…let me ask you a question…is there an easy way to see the comments…almost like a chat? I keep having to go back to the home page to see if the post has been updated? Jen
So, what did you want to talk about?
No…but I did see the previews and it looked good…interesting,.