I am mad! I am mad!! I AM MAD!!! Later on (which happened in the next paragraph), I will write here at my blog the reasons for my current state of ill-humor. I am scared of myself when I am #mad. When I was growing up, my dad used to corral me close to him whenever I started acting up. He kept me on a short leash. Now-a-days, only one other person in New Orleans can #scare me into my corner. However, she #loves when I am out loose, “parading around” in the moonlight, until she sends me the #bat signal to shut up and scamper into my designated corner.
Later on!!!… A Revelation: My James Bond 007 martini has become my personal concoction of which I am discovering I do not know what I will turn into after drinking it. There have been many classic movies in Hollywood through the ages which depict the many dire and lethal circumstances which occur once the protagonist drinks some kind of volatile concoction of his own design. I now begin to think that similarly that is also “I.” I drove over to my daughter’s house yesterday evening to mix a few martinis for us and some guests while we sat and chatted. Then, by the time I got back home, I WAS MAD! MADDD!!!
UPDATE: I fell asleep for a minute. Now, I plan to watch a little bit of TV to relax. When I initially awoke I briefly studied some of my resources in order to dig for a possible nugget of wisdom. I ran across Psalm 103:11 which says, “For as high as the heaven is above the earth, so great is the Lord’s mercy unto them that fear Him.” I also ran across Chapter 4, Eckhart Tolle, The Power of NOW which says, “Die to the past every moment. You don’t need it. Only refer to it when it is absolutely relevant to the present. Feel the power of this moment and the fullness of Being (which is the Lord’s living power flowing into us right now). Feel your presence.“
… or, if I were better-looking; or, if I spent some time in the gym buffing up my physique.