This is that blip on the radar screen.

So I was driving home from work, I'm a bartender now, and I was listening to the radio. They were having a debate about a guy who got a DUI for steering a car 9 feet. He didn't have the keys, the car was not turned on. They were pushing it to get it out of the way because it was blocking another car. The cop watched this happen and then went and got the guy in trouble. So the question was whether or not the guy should've gotten a DUI. It's a grey area. The law states that you are not allowed to "operate" a vehicle. Well, technically this guy was operating, but let's not ignore the fact that that cop is a total prick and totally entrapped the guy. And last I checked, here in America, entrapment is a crime in and of itself. But they had callers and they all thought he shouldn't have gotten it but one person. The last person they had call in said that she strongly thought he should not have gotten a DUI because her husband got one for talking to his sister while sitting drunk on a four wheeler with the keys in his pocket. They got him because they said he had the "potential" to drive. What the fuck? Since when does potential become action? We can't arrest someone for the "potential" to commit crimes. This isn't Minority Report. Everything has potential to turn sinister. I drive but I could potentially hit someone so should I be arrested for potential manslaughter? I walk down streets should I get a ticket for potentially loitering? Where's the god damn line? The potential to commit a crime is not a crime committed. If that were the case then everyone should be in jail.

Heatedly,
Mav


"An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind."

Colorado

I missed all of January.  I know.  Moving and getting settled has been insane.  I'm still not really settled like I want to be.  I still need to find a second job, but I'm doing much better.  It's gorgeous out here.  The scenic mountain views as you drive into the city and the snow and the cold.  The oh so very cold.  Last week it got down to around -18 degrees. NEGATIVE! and my heat went out at one point, and the hot water.  It was awful.

But I got a puppy.  Peak gave her to me.  She is a little Yorkie and her name is Rose den Stygge Ulven II. It's Norwegian! :) means: Rose the Bad Wolf II lol.  I'm going to get her a collar that's TARDIS blue with yellow stitching.

Recently, my best friend asked me what I tend to contemplate the most. When I am just sitting and toking and letting my mind wander.  At first I had no idea what to say and then promptly forgot all about it.  Well just now I was laying here and thinking and I remembered that he had asked me that question. I tend to think about people.  Not just in general or about really any personal relationships.  Those things are not important things to contemplate when one is contemplating.  But about great societal tendencies and the way that our created world inhibits and perpetuates and enables us to act and learn and change and grow. I also tend to think about if there is or isn't any greater connection between us.  Or just the connections themselves unfolding before me in a full visible spectrum of light and color.  I think that's a good way to envision it.  Everyone has a particular shade, tint, tone, color that is all their own.  Not every color is visible to our human eye, but we also don't see everyone's story.  Just the stories closest to ours.  And some people live invisible lives on purpose, like spies or criminals or someone really paranoid. I like to think about the downfalls of our humanity, as well.  There's something motivating about realizing you still haven't accomplished what you want.  As a humanity, as a whole, we are not a very good one.  What will people look back on this time and say?  The beauty about it is that we can always make this moment better.  I hope and know that one day we will have peace, but for now I'm glad to be in the struggle.  I'm sure we always will be in the struggle.  That's what really separates us from the rest of the animals.  We strive to attain.  We are unsatisfied creatures.  We need to be chasing after something, working towards something.  It can be work or sports or a hobby or religion or exploration or love, anything, but the heart always wants.  These are the types of things that I tend to contemplate.  There are other things as well, but these are the main ones.

My posts are probably going to be shorter these days.  As I grow, my blog grows with me.  And I find I want to talk about myself less and talk more about these things that I supposedly so often think about. We shall see, I suppose.

Resoundingly,
Mav

How long has it been since I did a song of the day?  Feels like a very very long time.  I have a good one for you though.  Shawn Lee's Ping Pong Orchestra's "Kiss The Sky"  This song has a real funky beat going on.  It's great to just groove too.  So turn it up, take a hit, and chill.  Tell them Maverick sent you ;)

Woo Wee

It has been a lot longer than I anticipated before I would post again.  I'll admit, I've been preoccupied. What with the holiday and all.

This is some stuff that I almost posted before:

It is the day before Christmas Eve. I can't even hardly believe it.  This year has flown by.  One year ago I was 5 days from getting arrested. Whaaa? It seemed like the end of the world then, but that's how it always looks in hindsight.  I'm excited for 2014.  It's the Chinese year of the green, wood horse. Fancy, huh? Supposedly that is supposed to mean good fortune in some way.  Couldn't we all use a little good fortune. I'm feeling extremely cheesy.  Maybe it's the holidays.

My mom is coming into town today, and she will be here all week.  It's going to be great, but I know by the end of the week I will be ready to have some space.  They are actually moving back into the house.  I'm going to beseech my mother not to paint my room.  I painted it myself back in high school.

Back to now:

I was surfing the interwebs when I came across this photograph.  It's terrible that some one can make this and it's funny and several people had liked and shared it.  For those who don't know, Rohyphnol is a "roofie/roofy".  It is a sad, sad world when we start making jokes about this sort of thing.

I'll have plenty when I move in 10 days.

Mav

20 December, 2013

I think that I shall just stay single.  I feel almost like I shouldn't even try.  I never try and all the guys I'm not attracted to like me then when I actually find a guy I like I attempt talking to him in a semi-regular way and it's like pulling fucking teeth.  To be fair, I can't really tell that he is being that way on purpose, but I can't help but think it wasn't so difficult before.  Also, having to make myself not talk to him.  Why should I have to make myself? I shouldn't feel like a nuisance when I want to talk to the guy I'm attracted to.  There is also the conundrum of not really being "in" a relationship and not really having any say in anything and not knowing him well enough to have any idea what he is thinking just adds up to one frustrating equation.  I wish I could just say hey and it be normal.  The other completely likely scenario is that I am just crazy and freaking out over nothing.  Which I am want to do. So I can't talk to him about it, I can't work it out for myself, so I'll just have to see...wait and see...and wait...I hope it is only I that is being a stupid emotional little girl.

I like the way you like me best

It's going to be a while before we are all flying cars through the sky and we have skyways and stuff.  Not that we won't have the technology.  It's going to be expensive and it's a bit more complicated to learn to fly and take off and land safely.  Though I am sure by that point it will be halfway if not more automated anyway.  It'll be more like Minority Report.  Which is such a great movie.  I'm not a huge Tom Cruise fan, but that movie is really well done.

As the plane picks up speed down the runway it's wheels bump and clank along the asphalt and clamour together as they fold inside the hull.  I'm nervous.  I could die.  But my fear goes away and I wonder why I am afraid and I think to myself, "It'll be interesting to know what dying is like." It's another adventure.  However long or short it may end up to be.  Positive energy.

I went to Denver this past weekend.  I found a place to live.  It's a one bedroom of 600 square feet.  I'm super excited!! I can't wait to be there.  Today I put in my resignation notice and my last day is January 3rd.  I can hardly believe it.  After that I'll be packing and taking all my stuff to Peak's so that I can see his moms and spend some time at the farm before I am way to far away to make a weekend trip (by car anyway). Denver is a gorgeous city. I'm excited about the area.  When I move I'll have to upload some pictures, though if you follow me on Twitter or Instagram or Facebook then you will definitely see them anyway. Haha.

Also, Peak is giving me one of his puppy's puppies ^_^. I'm at work, wanted to update you at least. I feel as if big things are brimming in my future.

Ecstatically,
Mav


PS: met this guy...


"Life is fraught with opportunities to keep your mouth shut."

one of those days

I want to write.  I feel like I have so much stuff to say but that I never am able to put it into words on this thing.  I am so much better when I can just talk to people. Is there not a job where I can just sit around and people come into my place and talk to me.  That's all I've ever done.  I was an RA for 4 years.  My job was literally sitting at a desk where people walk up to me and bitch and they pet my cat (as in Arda, not pussy you perverts) and then they feel better and they leave and I got paid for that.  I guess there is always psychology.  I like listening to people bitch.  I like knowing everyone's problems and keeping them all to myself.  I like it.  I like hearing it.  It's like I feed off it.  It's a situation where I don't have to talk a whole lot. Which I like, but also I know that I would have to give feedback...but fun fact...I'm really good at feedback. Sigh...the fact of the matter is that there are no right answers.  There is no perfect way to go through life. And I am almost completely positive that I will probably make the wrong choice every single time but I can hope that it all ends up to be a collective right decision.

Whatever....what is all of this? What? What am I waiting for? I'm too picky for my own good.....It's cool, it's over, no more complaining this post.  

Depressed,

Mav

PS: I'm sick and pmsing and all out of weed.  It's not an excuse...

PPS: It's an excuse.

another body to grow old

I'm in this really strange feeling mood.  I just finished the Office.  Nine seasons.  I cried practically the whole time.  The last episode was so fucking perfect!! Everyone is there and their lives kind of come together and it's so satisfying.  At the same time it makes me look at my life and wonder what I am missing, if anything. What don't I see or understand? The path of life is so crazy.  It makes no sense, but there is no wrong way to go.  That's the really beautiful thing about it.  It's just one road, but it goes all over the place.

I really really really hope I get Ed Sheeran's album "+" for Christmas. I love it so much. I just want to listen to it all the time.  I mean, look at that face, and those eyes....and he has some sexy tattoos

I really thought I would have more to say, but I suppose I just don't.  I had a date last night.  He was actually pretty sweet.  I'm hesitant though, as always.  I mean I'm moving soon anyway, but also it would be extra annoying if he ended up being a womanizer.

Ed Sheeran "Kiss Me"
That's a live version so you can look at him sing this most beautiful song.
Here is the original though, for the quality.

Stay Classy,
Mav