internetting rounding up thoughts

 and stuff...

okay now i want to read the Tree: A story of Life but kind of also might just already know too much to be engaged in it. I mean that's the shit i spent a good giant pile of my years studying scientifically. 

But totally - the awe - the walk about. Been doing that a lot these last few months. Just going outside. Sometimes taking photos, and rarely posting when I do because they fail to convey the feeling, of awe and just being. 

Call that a sub-post from this: https://www.kentfackenthall.com/get-more-awe/

Was thinking about all the people I know virtually - have become friends with through the connectivity of the digital internets. Be it forums, listserves, web logs, G+, Flickr, or the current ones...  How as time goes on some of these friends leave this life and us behind and how we can be so close but never have met in person. And then there are the people we know digitally really well and meet them in person and they are totally different people in the flesh. I feel pretty good about being the same here or there, sometimes absolutely nothing to say or no idea what the right thing to say is and often not saying anything that should be said and then not shutting up. Still in person or here I can't always (never) express the hardest and most raw emotions or truths. I never met Ezra and a handful of other people who had an influence on me that I wish I had met in person but then in the same token, would it have changed anything? no.

And not that I traveled much pre-pandemic, like at all and if I did it was usually to fly to seattle for the concerts and that is a non-stop no down time no spare minute sort of adventure. But i kind of made a loose pledge to myself a while ago after a near miss with Skip in PDX, not to have near misses again. Do what it takes to meet someone in person you know digitally. I think it is important. 

i had a bunch of other serious stuff i wanted to get out but sort of got lost in the awe and the reflection and the news of B a friend in Cali, we go back to the early days of TDIClub forum together, word that his cancer has spread and he's headed home from a long hospital stay to do in-home hospice. Never met B in person, odds are long to impossible that I'll get that chance, but I hope his hospice drags on for months and he's comfortable the whole time spending it with his wife.

Okay -sorry about that down turn - but someone else somewhere suggested that you don't wait to say thank you, to tell someone how much they mean to you. Seriously. Don't. Wait. Do it now. It is fucking difficult for so many of the best people, they can benefit from some random act of being told they mean something to you. 

I'm gonna do a hard shift, grind the gears a bit and downshift into this:

https://allhailtheblackmarket.com/2020/10/remember-october/

it is good but esp this:

"I’m a real big fan of a dark, rich cup of coffee. Light roast tastes like ass, and puts me in a bad mood, akin to bumping my head. “BuT iT hAs MoRe CaFfEiNe” people say. I don’t care. It tastes like garbage water. "

I can't agree more. All these kids and their bright flowery light roasts - can't. stand. them. Nothing worse than a lightly brewed light roast. Gimme some old diner coffee before that. I mean coffee is coffee, the worst coffee is still better than no coffee. At least for now until i finally sack up and ween myself off the bean juice in prep for 24HOGG (next year). 

I like my coffee really dark (but not over-roasted Charbux crap), vienna, french or italian roast or GTFO. Nice dark roasted Tanzanian Peaberry please. 

On a totally DIFFERENT tangent I was looking for some old recipes. I have posted a lot of them over the years here. So I sometimes use it as a recipe book. And for some stuff I have posted a different recipe each time of the same thing, like pancakes. I wonder how many of those recipes I have posted.

And then i started looking at some of the food posts. I posted a FUCK ton of information here, like deep dive referenced shit, loaded with my opinionated snark and bullshit too but still, i kind of impressed myself. 

But it is all buried under a mountain of unsorted crazy too. 

And that's okay.

There were a few other things in my head to get out from the morning ride in the rain. But that was a while ago, maybe I'll remember them only to forget them later.

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