New Year's Resolution... cough, cough

During the first of the year the air quality in Phoenix, AZ was so bad, I not only got one but two sinus infections.

Awesome.

I am recovering soon with the hopes of fundraising for my ISBN needs. So stay tuned. More poetry and art is on the way!

Have a great and wonderful day!

Spring is Here, Sports are Overrated, and Stories Abound

Yes, I know those in the upper and eastern portions of the United States are frozen.

In Phoenix, 80's are on their way! Good, I hate the cold. I hate snow even more. I did live in Iowa as a child and I am so glad we fled, I mean: moved.  

The only wish I have is that frigid weather would ruin the Super Bowl. Then maybe Arizona would not be cursed with having to host another one. 

I know that sounds harsh but sports are not important. Sports are for fun. Sports are not supposed to be a person's main focus in life or take up their extra cash.

Let's put it this way.... We pay men to play with a ball in several sports more than we pay our teachers to teach our children, people to watch our children while we are at work. It is really obscene once you put sports in perspective to the rest of our world. 

These examples demonstrate the failing of ethics and morals. Roman Gladiators and idolizing current sports figures are but two different sides of the same coin.

In writing, a writer can find the similarities between the past and present as well as what irritates him or her about their own culture and use that experience to create another society in fiction.

Perhaps writing about how cultures defeat their male worship sports binge might be a good novel to write.

That and the weather. I cannot wait for our nice warm weather to stay awhile, even if the temperatures do not ruin the Super Bowl. At least I will have a good time being outside again. 

Well, if the planes stop spraying lines all over that make me ill and cause breathing problems. Yeah, clean air days and blue skies would cure a lot of what ails me.

How Lines in the Sky Hurt the Disabled

The second day of GeoEngineering over Phoenix, AZ and my lungs cannot take it anymore.

I feel like getting out my oxygen and sucking on it.... and we're not too far from that now. I hate that corporations and governments are allowing the destruction of our atmosphere. GeoEngineering, Climate Engineering, or Weather Modification, no matter how you spell it; it is poisoning the Earth for nothing. 

Global Warming does not exist, and I have actual facts to back that statement up. The spraying of the entire population like rats and cockroaches has got to end. 

But if you want real information, here is an interview with Dane Wigington about the subject: Investigating Chemtrails and Climate Engineering Cover-Up with Dane Wigington.

Then buzz over to Skyder Alert and become actively involved in creating a better world. 

Have a happy respiratory illness day!

Shut the Door

116F 

Should I say more? I'm not going outside unless I have to. I could die of heat stroke just walking out my front door at 9am.

Welcome to the desert in late July.

Most people I encounter online ask why I live in the hottest region of the United States besides Death Valley. I list the facts: there are no tornadoes, hurricanes, earthquakes, floods, blizzards, or other potential natural disasters apart from some monsoon action. 

I don't have to run to a basement or tuck myself into a bathtub. I lived in the midwest and western coastal region. Phoenix may be unbearable for about 90 days a year but at least if all else fails, I can go to the local grocery store and hang out until the sun goes down. 

It's not perfect but at least I am not afraid. 

Plus it is the perfect weather to write. I'm not going outside. I'm not jogging or walking or exercising of any kind. Nada.

I have a plan and that is to write 2K to 5K words a day. 

A person I know said one paragraph a day and you can write a book in a year. I'm too OCD for that. I like writing, then I stop for a while, and then I begin again at a furious rate. 

So it's time to do a little pacing of my writing habits. 

It's better than pacing in the heat!

Have a great time writing this summer.