Homespun and still spinning!
You really want to know how to release the tension when you feel like you’ve been traveling on an inclining mountain trail where you continually kept winding up and winding up until you’ve reached the very limit?
The best solution: Allow yourself to run down slowly!

Things I’d Like To Try, Thing Four.
I’d really like to try downsizing stuff by trading up! The old “Trade, starting with a shoestring” principle. If you bloggers are game too, let’s establish some rules and see how successful we can be. To downsize, the piece of merchandise you offer for trade has to be in your downsize category. Once negotiations have been completed, the owner of the merchandise offered for trade commits to get rid of that piece of merchandise either by selling it, donating it somewhere or tossing it into the trash. I’ll try to keep progress untangled in my blog. This is a sample of how it might work. I have a shoestring, let’s pretend azron offers a handkerchief for trade. I accept his offer so I have to dispose of the shoestring. Continue pretending, N.lynne offers to trade an old belt for ron’s handkerchief. Now ron has to get rid of his handkerchief and n.lynne’s belt is on the block, and so on. Think it will work? Here goes! I have a pair of shoestrings light tan, made for SAS shoes.

My computer (I’ll call her Jill) came Styrofoamd into a box which framed the shape she’s in. We tried to give her freedom to think past these confines by discarding the box and placing her on a roomy desktop. We hurriedly put all the loose ends together in all the tight spots and with trembling anticipation flipped her switch! All the dumb thing did was run in place and count from 0 to 1. It soon became evident that Jill came programmed with zero creativity Icons, someone would need to punch that in.
Jill did have an uncanny attitude about selective memory. If she ate something off the desktop and was all keyed up to save it, she would stuff it into a closet somewhere. Jill would never forget that she had eaten it but she couldn’t begin to remember where she put it Why, even a squirrel can do better than that!
It’s only fair that we talk a bit more about Jill’s abill to count. She’ll tell you she can interpret almost all languages which is true but, when no one’s around, she thinks only in Binary. I understand that this allows her to count upwards into the kerzabatrillions in just a few na, na, na, na, na na seconds. Jill might be the sharpest gal in the tower but she’s a bit clumsy in the headlights of the monitor.
Meanwhile, I’ll keep coaxing my treadmill powered scooter uphill!

So, there we did it, boasting about our ability to make direct contact with the future in yesterday’s blog perhaps did not measure up to be the strongest spurt coming out of the sprinkle head! Now there’s rumor that we might be asked to let a bid to engineer The World Highway, a smooth scoot directly into the future!
Describing the steps to access The World Highway was already taken care of yesterday and there would be no exits or parking to deal with. At future’s entry gate, we may want to plant a robot that will collect the exact change for a roaming charge. But the greatest puzzlement for me is what message shall we put on the Marquee that will tickle one’s anticipation? Can you help me?
Meanwhile, I’ll keep coaxing my treadmill powered scooter uphill!

I just discovered that I can make direct contact with the future! Sound BAZAR? I’m sure it must but, I’m certain that my discovery is accurate because I’ve tested it and my tests captured a positive human presence entering. Doesn’t that just make the squivies do a swirley squirm up your spine making your neck hair curl. Now I’m beginning to appreciate how ecstatic Einstein must have felt, slithering to the peak of his manmade mountaintop experiences.
I haven’t told anyone else of my astonishing discovery because I was afraid they might look at me cross eyed with the danger of it becoming a fixed stare. I knew my blogging friends, that know me at all, would be able to understand how that might be possible. As a matter of fact, I’ll tell you how.
I can’t contact the distant future nor the near future. I can only make contact with the immediate future and so can you. Where does your next step take you? You don’t walk into yesterday, nor do you walk into a void. Nope! You boldly make direct contact with the immediate future with every next step. Just think of the potential! Now try to shake the squivies!
Meanwhile, I’ll keep coaxing my treadmill powered scooter uphill!