Being a blogger at this time I find new challenges.

In this uncharted faterritory I find lots of friendly awesome people online..

This is new and a very good development, and might change the way I blog.

Even think differently than before.

I spoke with someone this morning about the mind part of ourselves and the need to be swimming in the land of happy stuff.   The mind just needs happy stuff for the best thinking to naturally occur.

A mind may be in second place, not first place, because the kind of happiness humans want in my opinion may seem far away or impossible to  figure out accurately.

If I say I have found some happiness in the world, it is not common.  It is between me and me.  It is that way  because I had to push very hard, sometimes against obstacles for the wonderful wonders in my life.

I suppose nothing worth finding is going to be a piece of cake.

A whole bunch of spoof.


Thoughtgasm!

People could all be required to have rollerscating skills (All ages)

Humming as a collective therapy to be developed

Someone to completely denounce jet packs

Levitation will also be denounced

Finally a game of the internet

The internt itself?

Setting: Inside a dark, echoing bathroom plumbing line, right before a major flushing event.Urine: (Splashing aggressively against the ceramic walls) Look at you, slacking off as usual! I’m in and out of here six times a day, keeping this body filtered and clean. You show up once—maybe twice if the human had a fiber bar—and expect a standing ovation. You're slow, you're heavy, and you take forever to get ready!Poop: (Thudding heavily into the water, sending up a massive splash) Slow? It’s called craftsmanship, you watery amateur! You’re just 95% water and a little bit of leftover urea. You require zero effort. I am the grand finale of a 24-hour digestive masterpiece! I represent the steak, the potatoes, the complex carbohydrates! I have structure. I have presence.Urine: Presence? You mean odor! You completely ruin the atmosphere the second you walk into the room. People have to light matches and turn on exhaust fans just to survive your presence. When I arrive, it’s a quick, polite zip and a wash of the hands. I am civilized.Poop: Oh, don't act so pure. You turn bright neon yellow if the human takes a single multivitamin! And let's talk about urgency—you make the human panic and run like a maniac just because a movie ran over two hours. I have discipline. I give a polite, rumbling warning hours in advance.Urine: (Steaming slightly) I am the frontline defense of the kidneys! Without me, the system shuts down from toxic buildup in days. You're just the stuff the body couldn't even use. You're literally the leftovers!Poop: Leftovers? I am the ultimate metric of gut health! Doctors study my shape, my color, and my consistency on a chart like it's fine art. No one is out here making a "Bristol Stool Chart" for your boring splash patterns.The Toilet Handle: (CLANK)Urine: (Swirling rapidly in circles) Uh oh. Here comes the swirl!Poop: (Sinking into the vortex) See you in the septic tank, water-boy!