Random Ramblings

Random Ramblings used to be the title of my blog. In an attempt to make my writings a little more germane, I changed the name to Gar's World in a failed attempt to garner more readers.

I think what happened is I subconsciously write towards the name of my blog. The name, "Gar's World" is much less conducive to unique and insightful prose.

However, in an effort to overcome this shortcoming of mine and because I'm as lazy as they come, I'm not changing the name of the blog again. So there.

I'm just going to throw a lot of random thoughts into the wind now and see where they blow. Some are heavier than others and it will be an interesting experiment to see which ones end up being caught up in the conversational breeze.

But, do I start with the heavy stuff first or the waifish fluff?

Late last week I kind of jokingly decided that I was a lesbian trapped in a man's body. Then someone asked me if I was planning to have any of my parts chopped off and, to be honest, I'm rather fond of my parts. It occurred to me that I'm not really trapped. And, empathetically, I don't want to seem uncaring to people who really do feel trapped. So, I've changed my decision. I am a lesbian nestled comfortably in the body of a slightly feminine looking geeky boy. I bet you wish I would post pictures.

Speaking of lesbians and stuff, I noticed today that Google is celebrating "10 years of shared success" in Adsense. This success is only shared if you don't mention something the Google Morality Nazis don't like. They stripped me of my shared success and never sent me any money. Don't be fooled by the Google Bible Thumpers. I recommend sharing your success with someone else.

I've been rather amused with the Texas Democratic Senator Wendy Davis and her 13 hour filibuster in Austin. You've got the extreme left and the extreme right and they are both stupidly funny. I don't know my right from my left so that's as far as I can go with that example. One side is talking about what a hero she is for standing up for 11+ hours without going to the potty or sitting down or leaning on anything to prevent Texas from passing yet another law dictating what women are allowed to do with their bodies. The other side is talking about what a murdering bitch she is for killing all those unborn babies. You really don't want the government being involved in this kind of personal decision. Calling the woman a hero is crazy. Calling the woman a killer is also crazy. I like what she did because she prevented the Texas government from passing yet another stupid law. Which, by the way, is how I got banned from Google's Adsense program. I should be the hero.

I'm getting married in August. I sent out Facebook invitations. I think it might have been too informal because I've had very few RSVP's. I've purchased a zoot suit for the event. I'm not going to send out pictures in a vain attempt to get other people to RSVP and come see "the man". The man and his zoot suit.

In case you've missed it, I'm a big fan of music. I'm not a big fan of government. Someone told me the other day I should spend 15 minutes per day learning something new. I think this is very good advice. When I write my blog I sometimes write something and then think to myself, "I wrote that as fact, but I don't really know". Then, I look it up and in so doing I normally learn something. Normally something like, "I should quit doubting myself. I'm always right."

I inadvertently tangitized. Back to the Music (in a minute). Ed is going to be the best man at my wedding again. He's the only thing consistent in all my misadventures of matrimony. I've got a strong feeling that this will be the last time I force him to fly down and hold my geeky boy lesbian hand. He posted this video link on Facebook today. I really thoroughly enjoyed it. It's mostly about music. I hope you enjoy it too:




I had so much more planned when I started this post and somehow I forgot it all midway through. I should start taking notes. Or carrying around one of those obnoxious little pocket recorders.

No Blogging DisMay

At some point in the not-too-distant past, I may have erroneously and most inadvertently mentioned something about blogging once a month.

If I did, I mentioned it before the month of May.

Late March I put my house up for sale. Early May, I got an acceptable offer. They wanted me out by June 11th.

May 23rd to 27th, I had a cruise planned.

June 8th & 9th, I had graduation festivities to attend.

There was no time for blogging. Absolutely no time. And I'm sure you don't want me to just spit some meaningless drivel out to cover up the space.

Wait, that last sentence does, in fact, describe my normal blogging! Well, I felt I didn't even have time for drivel.

I've got nothing.

I'm living in an apartment complex for the first time in 12 years. I may have a bit of seller's remorse. I'm hoping once all the boxes are unpacked, it'll go away. I'm looking forward to the no maintenance, stress free, apartment living. I don't think I'll be able to tolerate it for the entire year I signed up for, but we'll see.

I need a segue here, but I can't come up with one. Maybe, "speaking of neurotic..." I could just use that one all the time. In fact, could you, the reader, just use it as necessary? Like before the paragraph which starts off, "I'm living...". Thanks.

On the cruise I was on in May, I was informed that I was one cruise short of being a "Platinum Cruiser". A history lesson is in order:

When I first started cruising, Carnival had a frequent cruiser award system setup based on the number of cruises you've taken. Once you are at 10 or more cruises you become a Platinum member. I'm currently a Gold member. I don't remember how I obtained Gold status, but I did.

If you look here, you can see the benefits of each level. Platinum gets a lot more benefits than Gold.

Well, a year or two ago, they changed things. Instead of number of cruises, they changed it to the number of days cruising. You have to have 75 days sailing to become Platinum and I've only got a little over 50. Suddenly my dreams of becoming a Platinum member seemed like a distant dream.

In May, Carnival informed me that I'd be grandfathered into the old system if I could complete 10 cruises by the end of 2013. I looked at my current cruise history and realized I was currently on my 9th cruise! Only one more before the end of the year to become Platinum!

Now, of course, I'm already looking for cruise deals for my next cruise. I must take another one this year before December 31. On the downside, my gal pal probably won't be able to make it. So, I'm taking applications for someone who'd like to join me.

After watching part of a documentary about Abraham Lincoln, I've recently (well, in the past two months) decided I'm going to be a late bloomer.

I've also apparently decided segues are a waste of time.

Did you hear about the hoarse hearse horse?

Too much coffin.