Happy Happy

Gobble Gobble.

In keeping form, the new view from home.  Was first to drop North Peak this year.  Thigh high before Thanksgiving is unheard of.  Yay.

Answers to Recent FAQs

  1. Of course I do.
  2. I have no idea. 
  3. Probably, given the chance.
  4. While nitrates are delicious, no.
  5. How would that be OK?  That would not be OK.
  6. Most nights, which seems to be directly related to the amount of sleep I've been getting.
  7. An anthropomorphized lion.
  8. The enlightening perspective is not a precursor to feeling better.
  9. If it were up to me.
10. Yes.

Then, in Pictures.

 

Parsing the crepuscular narrative

Or, coruscating in purgatory.

I live in a pyramid. Some days just travel along a continuum of gray. Others are just cold and windy. Then the disc golf, or primal kitchen percussion parties commence. Sometimes we ride bikes, no matter the temperature, past the final concert hall played by Buddy Holly. We've still got pumpkins waiting to be carved, seeds needing to be roasted and a mouse that needs a comeuppance in the walls. And Super Grover is going to pay a visit.

After close to 5 months at it, I maintain hope that I will sleep for more than 4.5hrs in one go.

There exists a terminable time frame to be out here, but the actual remaining penance has yet to be disclosed.

Knowing that in the end, there is a goal to all of this, albeit modified, is motivation, when reminded.

To wit

Semantics

Timing: An awkward start, due to its metaphysical root. Alter two days/weeks/months around and life could be completely different. Awkward.

Tacit: The assumption that what is left unspoken does not lead to other assumptions.

Ultimatum: A sometimes necessary, but necessarily arbitrary time frame by which one must make a Decision (see below).

Should: A falsely held belief that the self or others or life play out in a determinedly, internally idealized manner.

Regret: A non-existent idea or a capitulation towards a passive rather than a proactive approach to life.

Decision: Excluding the ~2% of the time where one's head is stuck up one's own ass, the best possible choice made at any given time considering as many variables as possible. Should it result that the former was the culprit or that the best possible choice turned out to be wrong in retrospect, refer to "Regret."

Bye, TX

George Hamilton, IV... You, good sir, are a liar. Or have a different set of values than I.

So, though you had a few fine things to offer - solace with a lovely dog listening in on guitar and xylophone duets on a ranch, an unusually large number of good coworkers passing through and an unprecedented amount of disc golf, I bid you a belated adieu. You provided this only after relenting from giving me one of the most politically charged and psychologically exhausting jobs in recent memory. You coupled this with my loathing of hotels to prevent my seeing the clear cutting of a forest that was a plan. My happiness lies not with you. A traffic engineer, culture, geologic upheaval or a soul would all lead to vast improvements.

In proper 'Atta boy sandwich style, I did appreciate the little things. Apologies to the arachnids, mud daubers and stick bugs that did not make the cut. Apology retracted for the mud daubers; you are vile terrible creatures.

So, again:

TtSTB T8

Those waiting can now exhale and once again look forward to more abstruse references.

To recap:

Colorado->New York->South Africa->New York->Delaware->Maine->Quebec->North Carolina->Illinois->Delaware->Illinois->Texas



Some pictures from SA are here, here and here.





Lived, danced, bled, played, cried, smiled, burned, laughed, scarred, loved and learned a lot. Not finished yet.
Here's reassurance:

Tentative: TX->CO->CA->IA(OR?)->IL->UT->CO->Snow

Mitote

When you peel away all of your fear, subvert all of your pride and finally get over yourself, you're going to find genuinely good people trying their best to be happy.

















The reason for this result is that if you enact these things, you will personally be happy; people are but a reflection of the self.

Disclosure:

Closure is entirely an internal process.


UPDATE: While this statement remains true, closure isn't always necessary.

So, Canada, rematch?

Even after this?



go here

sodomy and e

éolienne

You May Ask Yourself.

Well...
































Gaspesie, Quebec. I apparently do not have enough photos of wind turbines. We are at the end of the Appalachians, where the French first landed 475 years ago. I'm still trying to make sense of the language.

What is probably tacit is that I miss someone daily.

Stay in your lifeboats people

Dyer Island, Shark Alley...













I may have lost the camera over this...

More

hiking

From another loop up the face of Table Mountain, and heading back down India-Venster:
















"3 Rocky Peaks" near Constantia Nek, towards Hout Bay:






And Since we moved into the new flat, Devil's Peak is the new view:





So, logically... First the clouds tried to swallow me near the King's Blockhouse:



This is looking across the spine towards Minor Peak. The top of the cableway on Table Mountain is visible in the background:














Views from the peak:

































And, I suppose, this can be read many ways, depending on your perspective:

India-Venster -> Union Ravine

Tried another route on Table Mountain, this one involving a traverse on the face.

First a scramble up India-Venster, the main approach for climbing routes on the mountain. The route goes directly under the cable way. Every 10 minutes, a can carrying another group of tourists to the top. They all seemed so excited to see people walking on the mountain below them.







































Then a traverse with some climbing and sneaking behind rock walls. When coming out from behind them, you get some great views of the city and some nice vertical exposure.