Being Earnest

The importance of being earnest struck me in a most unusual way yesterday afternoon. While holding onto one of my ears, (which I didn’t mind since they are quite large and handle like) CAW reminded me of my offering to offer him a mint. He’s got social engineering skills to boot. His relentless pursuit of mints well illustrated to me the need for earnest endeavor. Shallow perhaps. But He did get a mint. More than once. Results are hard to argue with. On the other hand, people are quite easy to argue with. Far less productive though. Than results that is. Hmm, although, oh never mind.

Last night, I had a most disquieting dream. I even woke up, well, became conscious of the fact that it was a dream, numerous times and still continued to be deeply disturbed by it. It presented me with a situation so eternally frightening that I would repeatedly get caught up in the terrible possibility that it was actually happening. I did eventually wake up, make coffee and go to work. Yet I was deeply disturbed. I cannot imagine how it must be to have dreams that are disturbing on a regular basis. Normally my dreams consist of things much like this blog, things which in themselves have little to no merit in life. I often find them rather pleasant, dreams that is. Needless to say I did not sleep soundly and my heart goes out (I wonder if I actually know what that means) to those that are disturbed by their dreams. How very very perplexing.

The above is likely far to personal to be an appropriate thing to share in such a public way. Yet I hope it will not permanently damage my standing with anyone.

I’m a fan of powder blue. I own numerous things that are that color. I wonder if some intellectual could twist such a liking into a deep explanation of my attitude and personality. The dare is there if anyone considers themselves intellectual enough. Likely not though.

In the past few weeks, (when I say few, I mean three) I have made two mp3 cd’s for playback in my car. They average 140 tracks. However, my cd player, seems to be fixated on only recognizing 66 to 64 tracks and not playing any others. That is very much not what I like. I am considering replacing said cd player. Or should I call it the cd track picker and chooser and maker of frustration for KM. You tell me.

Simple minded people are still people. Even if I do state the obvious.

Comments (3) left to “Being Earnest”

  1. Rhythmkeeper wrote:

    I think this means it’s time for a new cd player. Then the question is, do you put a new cd player in the car, or just replace the car with a new one that comes with a fancy cd player??

  2. Thomas W. Moore wrote:

    Perhaps it’s something to do with the way you tag your mp3s…I think I’ve had that problem before.

    I don’t see why talking about your dreams has to be so personal. Once, I tried to write down my dreams every night for a few weeks. You’d be suprised how much you remember when you put your mind to it.

    I, too, recently battled a disturbing dream. Which is worse: Fear or the fear of Fear?

  3. -JENN- wrote:

    I have weird disturbing dreams all the time. It usally depends on what I do that day & who I hang out with.

    As far as the MP3’s that’s up to you. All though I would probably get frustrated & somehow make the problem worse by breaking the player. But that’s just me:grin:

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