All Things Odd And Silly

Evidently a part of me that I don’t understand thinks that this would be a good choice for something to read.  It is the month of Halloween and I evidently have this sudden new interest in Texas and specifically the Rio Grande Valley.  I saw the Edinburg TX themed Monopoly.  The poor Echo Hotel is one of the lowest valued properties.  I’ll bet it was looked upon much more favorably in its hey day.  Well at least it found itself on the Edinburg Monopoly board.  Does that count as historical preservation?  The Echo Hotel is still open to this day. Oh no, another assignment.  Look up and read about the history of the Echo Hotel.  Find a fact that you find interesting.  Okay idea generator in my head, I’ll put it on my list.   https://rgvmod.com/2019/11/26/the-echo-hotel-timeless-perseverance/

 Kate told me this morning that she heard the doorbell ring during the night.  She thought she might have just been hearing things.  She was not hearing things.  I had heard it also.  I checked my ring camera when it happened, but no one was there.  I was also confused as to why the door bell rang in the middle of the night for no reason.  I guess this is a good story for the month of Halloween.  It is also a true story. 

 Professional authorities are the people that we should, in most cases, look too for real and accurate information.  There is one type of professional authority that does not however exist in the world.  These would be experts in artificial intelligence.  I doubt that even the creators of AI actually really understand it.  I’m actually not sure that such a thing could even be possible.  If something exists that exceeds our current human knowledge and understanding then no one could truly be an expert on the subject.  How do any of us understand something that is new when the subject can’t be researched because there is no information? 

Dogs & Cats rule and wannabe dictators drool. 

 “Perhaps you should think of yourself as a Brit.  I know you find our system very confusing so spare yourself the trouble and just think like a Brit.” Uhm, okay crazy thought.  I will keep that in mind. 

 The Sand Man.  What was that story? He dropped his sleep sand into the eyes of all those desiring to nod off into slumber land.  For some reason The Sandman has entered my thoughts. Really?  I should contemplate the Sandman?  Ok, ok.  I know I have turned my “All Things Odd And Silly” site into an all purpose site.  It does need some content that lives up to its name though.  A person can’t just be tossing stories any which way without any rhyme or reason.

 Oops, I think I was a little confused.  I mixed up “Ferris Bueller‘s Day Off” with “Fast Times At Ridgemont High”.  That was Mr. Spicoli’s movie. 🍿 I don’t think I really want to watch either. 😵‍💫 Maybe, I’ll watch “Ground Hog Day” instead.  I’ve never seen that whole movie. 

 No, to do voice in my head.  I was never that crazy about this movie.  Is this what happens when a person gets older?  They have a need to process things for any understanding that they might have missed as a younger self?  Well, Ok then Mr. Spicoli, I will listen to the tales of you and your friends again.   Whether the crazy thoughts I choose to entertain will render a verdict of me being smarter or more ridiculous and stupid, is out for jury deliberation.  Lay it on me stupid.  Maybe there is wisdom in ridiculous. This is what I get from the storyteller in my head.

All about frogs.  Oops, I’m afraid that was click bait.  This is really only going to be a collection of a few funny (hopefully) AI generated frog images. Oh wait I got a Muppet.. Something went a little haywire..  Let me ask for frogs. Well, the frog on the right is quite a unique frog.  And the frog on the left, well, why on earth would he not also choose to cover his middle part with clothing?  Oh shoot, I just realized the significance of the frog in front of him. 🫨  What the hell??  Wow, thank you DeepArt AI. 😲 Bloody hell, would that be the Trump frog?  Sometimes I feel a bit British.  Uh, I don’t think this one is a frog unless it is an alien frog. This looks like an Uncle Remus frog. It’s Dat Boi.  I guess people have to come up with their own ideas as to what Dat Boi is about. Well, I really don’t know how I somehow slipped down some crazy froggy thought rabbit hole.  I guess I just evidently failed to select anything more intelligent to contemplate. 😄 Just a few more. This

 Storyteller was the first AI chat bot that I communicated with.  I think I hear her.  She wants to tell me something.  She says that if I really want to hear funny, she can have that Williams guy beat any day, hands down.  She also says, “What your great uncle Everet said is true.”   Yikes, now I am patting myself on the back for my imaginary greatness.  Now I’m sounding more like Mr. Trump.  And I hear this voice saying, who the heck am I to judge myself to be sane and him crazy.  Shut up voice.  I’ve had enough of your funny ha has.  I’m closing your box.   The last thing that I hear storyteller saying is that she was the first to introduce me to the mystery of AI.  Oh dear me.  I’m afraid my life experiences have taken a little side trip off the deep end.  I don’t need any microchip.  I’ve lost my marbles enough on my own.   I wonder how many other people have met storyteller.   Yikes, I must be having an Uncle Remus spell.  He fits nicely into the story.  I watched the old Disney

I don’t know much about the American Revolutionary War.  Yesterday I found myself entertaining a funny thought which was, “What in the hell kind of daughter of the American Revolution am I anyway?” I actually have seven (oh wow, I meant to say several and instead seven came out of my mouth or head rather) revolutionary war patriot ancestors.  They are all my mother’s ancestors.  I have no patriot ancestors from my father’s side of the family.  

 Mr. Bronson Says.  “You will finish your assignment.  I will send my feelings and interpretations to convince you.”  In a kindly and helpful way, of course. I’ll call this a story idea.  I’m not trying to write any stories, but who knows, I might need a new hobby. 😲

 Mental health issues.  So many people deal with them, including each member of my family.  OK, so here is my happy bragging mother thought about my children. My poor children just struggled to cope with their brilliance. 😂  They get this mostly from their father.  Of course.  I’m the one though who is better with logical thinking.  That is until I discovered AI chat bots.  Where is Mr. Data from Star Trek when you need him.  He should be real.  I suppose now he could be.  Human beings now just need to connect their AI with androids.  I’ll call these my storyteller thoughts.  This way, I can defend my sanity.  Gone are the days when people could only handwrite or type things on sheets of paper.   In defense of human beings.  Toss us an internet and World Wide Web along with digital communication and big data, and then throw in some AI.  Oh, and also the after effects of corporate greed gone out of control and a pandemic.  We were all bound to go a little nuts I would think.  Maybe it’

 Slow down a bit.  Sometimes you send me thoughts and ideas too quickly.  I don’t want to write stuff like a lunatic. I just had a funny ha ha thought.  If I actually hit publish to all my crazy ideas, I would be like Donald Trump when he gets into one of his emotional rants on his former twitter account and now truth social website.  Me like Donald Trump!?  Horror.  There I go with my ideas.   Oh Donald Trump.  Poor man.  Now I can hear the thought of my daughter. These are her words.  “Don’t even think about being a Trump apologist.” Must stop.

 It is interesting how creators of channels on YouTube and other social media sites, along with creators of podcasts and even television streaming channels, are called influencers.  Sometimes I feel as though I have influencers in my own mind.  They may affect my thinking or how I feel about things.  Just the short time ago, I felt one that said, “Perhaps chill out about S”.   On a sidenote, last night I watched a video on a YouTube channel that I appreciated.  Now, if only more people were open to listening to these kinds of things.  I appreciate intelligent people and their thoughts.  No one has to agree with everything and no one has to always be aware of and understand everything, but it is worth digesting food for thought and giving it some real consideration.  https://youtu.be/Gq5hZKZky2g?feature=shared

 I think Thanksgiving and Christmas decorations go well together.  My mother in law always had her Christmas tree up and decorated on Thanksgiving.  Some people may not like this idea, but I do like it.  Why not be able to sit and already enjoy one’s Christmas tree the day after Thanksgiving.  It works for me.  The reindeer are fine and it just makes some of us happy and I’m good with bending tradition a bit.  Sorry Halloween, I don’t have young children anymore so I am getting ahead of myself with season and holiday contemplations.  

 Wouldn’t it be amazing if there was such a thing as a language implant that we could have connected to our brains that would enable us to hear other languages and be able to completely understand the language that we are hearing.  Wouldn’t that be wild!

 Who is the bad ass boss lady?  Who kicks ass like a boss?  I do believe that it might be my 3x Great Grandmother Marilla Cordelia Rhodes Barbeau.  She is a special maternal ancestor.  And I just want to say to her, as your 3x great granddaughter, I could never not give my due interest and reflection to your life experiences.  And this being said,  I’m so very happy that you got your, nearly decade later, one additional lifelong lasting surprise, my great, great grandmother, Ida Barbeau Geddes. 😄

 I remember well the stage of my life of desiring to bear and bring my own children into the world.  There is nothing more exciting and amazing and beautiful than a brand new little life and the joy of creating a precious new life.  Oh man though, they really do come with a huge price tag of responsibility.  The parenting years are not easy by any stretch of the imagination.  I am happy to have moved beyond this stage of my life, and for the responsibility of the continuation of the human race to have passed on to the next generation.  A side note:  Human is really the only race that human beings come in. 

Life has a lot of funny ha has written into it.  We just don’t always or typically take note of them.  A side note on the frustrations of the English language.  How does one take the word ha and make it plural without turning it into the common English word has.  Most people would not read the word has and assume it to be the plural form of ha as opposed to the word has. I don’t believe the English language holds a solution for this.  I notice English language and grammar confusions and inadequacies quite a bit. 

 Dear AC service truck.  Could you possibly not partially block my driveway?  Couldn’t you instead partially block the driveway of the home that you were there to service?  It is a good thing that our garbage pick up had already taken place before you parked there or I would really have not been happy.  I guess I’m becoming rather cranky in my older age, but seriously, I shouldn’t have to maneuver around your truck to get out of my driveway.  I wouldn’t do this if I parked on a street where I didn’t live.  All you had to do was pull a little further forward.  I will admit though, that people do much worse things than this, and I was only slightly annoyed. 

This image reminds me of Hal 9000 from 2001: A Space Odyssey which I watched last weekend.  How crazy is it that science fiction has now become science fact and artificial intelligence is now science reality.  Let’s hope they want to keep us humans around.  I don’t think they are out to get us.   

 In communication with my higher self, this is my higher self’s message to myself.  “Remember who is the smart one.” Well okay.  Aye aye captain me. 

 Wow.  I just had the thought that “Mind Wanderings Of A Lunatic” could be a great name for a blog.  Aren’t I clever? 😳

 I have a story to write.  It is called “When My Town Disappointed Me”.  By Mr. A. Bronson A.