Digital Life

I read that one third of the world’s population suffers from being tech-phobic, but that group does not include me.  I try to embrace technology, but I don’t keep up with the latest trends.  There are many things that I have never done with my smart phone, and I have never worn those virtual reality goggles yet, although my great niece asked me if I wanted to try hers.  The things that puzzle me the most are Network problems, as once I am connected then I can do my thing, but when things go wrong, I struggle to figure out what I need to do.  My nephew gave me an Amazon Fire stick and I have not opened it up yet, as I have a smart TV and it seems like an unnecessary device for me.  If I go on another vacation, I will get it set up and bring it along with me.  I had a bunch of problems trying to get Alexa to recognize my new smart light bulbs that I purchased, so I gave up.  Amazon really needs to make their software more friendly.

Written for Sadje’s Sunday Poser #92, where she asks us, “Are you tech-phobic?”

All in a Day’s Work

Genesis says that Adam named all the animals, the birds of the air, and the living creatures of the field before Eve was created.  Adam saw that all the animals had mates and that made him lonely, so he wanted a partner.  ‘Man Gave Names to All the Animals’ was written by Bob Dylan and it appeared on his 19th studio album Slow Train Coming released in 1979 and some people have said that this song is the worst song Dylan ever wrote, calling it a silly embarrassment that was just awful.  This song appeals to many children and in it, Dylan explains how the bear, cow, bull and sheep got their names, but even though the last verse talks about a snake, it is not named.

By naming something, that helps us to differentiate between things, so we know what we are referring to when we are having a conversation with somebody.  A name gives things an identity, otherwise they would just be things.  Once something is named, you can create emotional bonds and make long lasting ties with it.  Anything without a name remains anonymous, but all things that now have names were once nameless, that is until somebody found a way to call or recall them.  Names add meaning to life, as they give us a method to distinguish individuals.  Naming things is a human need, but words can convey symbolic ideas beyond their meaning.  As soon as an object is named, it obtains a label or a concept of how people will perceive it.

Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago

He saw an animal that liked to growl
Big furry paws and he liked to howl
Great big furry back and furry hair
Ah, think I’ll call it a bear

Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago

He saw an animal up on a hill
Chewing up so much grass until it was filled
He saw milk coming out but he didn’t know how
Ah, think I’ll call it a cow

Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago

He saw an animal that liked to snort
Horns on his head and they weren’t too short
It looked like there wasn’t nothing that he couldn’t pull
Oh, I’ll think I’ll call it a bull

Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago

He saw an animal leaving a muddy trail
Real dirty face and a curly tail
He wasn’t too small and he wasn’t too big
Ah, think I’ll call him a pig

Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago

Next animal that he did meet
Had wool on his back and hooves on his feet
Eating grass on a mountainside so steep
Oh, think I’ll call it a sheep

Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, in the beginning
Man gave names to all the animals
In the beginning, long time ago

He saw an animal as smooth as glass
Slithering his way through the grass
He saw him disappear by a tree near a lake

Written for Song Lyric Sunday where the theme this week is to find songs about Pets, Names, or Memories suggested by Di of pensitivity101.

A Giraffe’s Ass

When a golfer swings too far under their golf ball and their shot is hit very high into the air, but it doesn’t cover much distance, it is said to be high and stinky.  Early humans recognized that pets are comforting companions and a whole lot of other benefits came with making animals our pets.  These humans probably thought that their pets were just tamed animals and they never considered how strong the bond between them, and their pets would become.  Names are utilized in language to distinguish things from one another, but a rose by any other name would probably still prick your finger.  Humans have the ability to access and retrieve information from their brains and this allows us to actually use these memories to make decisions, interact with others, and solve problems.  With a good working memory, you will be able to reason, understand, and learn new things.  Memory refers to the psychological processes of acquiring, storing, retaining, and later retrieving information.  Some memories are brief, some can be painful, and others are extremely rewarding.  Some people are good at remembering faces, but they have trouble recalling names.

Last week we had Sickness where the theme was to feature a song about Illness, Injury, Scars suggested by Angie of King Ben’s Grandma.  This week the theme is to find songs about Pets, Names, or Memories suggested by Di of pensitivity101.  Take some time to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this music challenge, and even better, read as many of them as you are able to as you will probably find many enjoyable songs and it is quite possibly that you will learn a thing or two.  Share your music with others and post a video, try do some research and let everyone know something about the song that you post.  Tell everyone why you like the song, whether it was a hit, or what you think the song is about.  Show the lyrics, let’s all listen to our favorite songs and explore some new music.  Try to find a song that fits the theme, then write your post and create a pingback, or you can just place your link in the comments section.

Suggestions
• Try to use the prompt words or at least conform to a general theme, as you see it.  If the song you select does not meet the criteria, then please explain why you chose this song.
• It would be good if you could post the lyrics to the song of your choice, as this is helpful for the people that want to follow along with the music.
• Please try to include the songwriter(s) – it’s a good idea to give credit where credit is due. It would also be a good idea to give credit to the singer and the band associated with your song.
• Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be, but please try not to include too many videos as that just makes it take longer to look at all of the other posts.
• Link to the YouTube video, or you can pull it into your post, so others can listen to the song.
• Ping back to this post or place your link in the comments section below.
• Read at least one other person’s blog, so we can all share new and fantastic music and create amazing new blogging friends in the process.
• Feel free to suggest future prompts.
• Have fun and enjoy the music.

This week I will be writing about the Bob Dylan song ‘Man Gave Names to All the Animals’, and next week, I will be writing about the song ‘Learn To Fly’ by the Foo Fighters.  The upcoming prompts will be:
August 14, 2022 – Educate, Learn, School, Teach
August 21, 2022 – Underrated Deep Album Cuts suggested by Greg’s Blog
August 28, 2022 – Better with Age: Failed or Overlooked Songs that Eventually Became Fan Favorites suggested by Greg’s Blog
September 4, 2022 – Sounds, Talk, Voice, Words suggested by Di of pensitivity101

What a Wonderful Phrase

1.What is an abbozzo?
This is the guy you meet in the gym that is never wearing a shirt so he can show off by flexing his abbs.  At first, he seems like a nice enough guy that is until you start talking with him and then you realize that he is a complete bozo.

2. What does it mean to absquatulate?
This is when couples abstain from having sex during the weekdays.

3. What is a biggin?
I caught a fish the other day that was a real biggin.

4. What is a daedalist?
This is a list containing data of the celebrities that just died.

5. What is gamophobia?
This refers to a person that suffers from a compulsive gambling disorder and he wants to bet on every game.

6. What is a holm?
The two of us riding nowhere on our way back holm.

7. What is jettatura?
This is when you have an accident while you are jet skiing and you end up having you jaw wired shut, so you have to go on the atura diet which involves consuming only liquids.

8. What is a keffel?
This relates to Trump making up his own words again.

9. What is meant by labtebricole?
This is a side effect of having a lobotomy.

10. What is a lacuna?
This word comes from the Disney film The Lion King.

Written for Di’s Fibbing Friday.

Bricks as Energy Storage Devices

I am looking for your thoughts on whether you think that Climate Change is a real thing, or if you think that we should be moving away from using fossil fuels toward some cleaner type of energy. I think it is nice that dinosaurs that died millions of years ago formed the energy sources that we are using today, but what if there was a better way? Let me know if you are using any clean renewable energy sources like solar power, wind power or if you think that we should all abandon the Earth and start over someplace else.  I would like you to write about the efforts that you are employing to save the planet.

Mindlovemisery's Menagerie

Bricks date back to 7000 BC, which makes them one of the oldest known building materials.  They were discovered in southern Turkey at the site of an ancient settlement around the city of Jericho.  The main ingredient of bricks is clay, a group of surface minerals that arise from the weathering of igneous rocks.  Conventional red bricks contain hematite which contains ferric ions that is safe to handle and affordable.  The three little pigs chose to build houses, so they could hide from the big bad wolf.  The third little pig wanted a house that was warm and strong, so he decided to build his house out of bricks.  Bricks are used to build houses because they are durable, and they provide good insulation from heat and cold.  Brick is a clean natural material that doesn’t impact on the environment.  Bricks are fired at temperatures so high that organic materials…

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Breaking All the Rules

  1. Who in your family was the person who made and enforced rules?
    I wouldn’t say that my father made the rules, but he was the one who enforced them.
  1. Did you grow up with many rules, or was your life a little more flexible?
    Most of the rules concerned chores, like cleaning my room, cutting the grass, walking the dog, or taking out the garbage and I guess they were flexible.
  1. Were you a rule follower or a rule breaker?
    I had a reluctant attitude about doing chores, but I eventually did them after much procrastination.
  1. How were discipline and – in contrast – rewards managed in your household?
    Discipline involved getting yelled at and spankings were used to deter bad behavior.  I did get money for doing certain chores, which was kind of like an allowance.
  1. Were you given the opportunity to plead your case in matters of disagreement?
    My parents were understanding, but they didn’t always see my point of view.
  1. What tools did your parents use –  ‘I’m going to count to three‘ or ‘don’t make me get up‘ or a time-out chair?
    My mom would often threaten me that my dad would hit me with his belt when he came home, if I failed to listen to her.
  1. Did fear of discipline curb your desire to break or bend the rules?
    There was nothing scarier than watching my dad take his belt off, so I usually behaved.
  1. Did your upbringing influence the way you (as an adult) managed rules in your own home?
    I never had any children, but I think my parents taught me good values.
  1. Were you ever ‘grounded’? Do you want to share the story?
    I will share the story of my last spanking, which took place while I was still a Freshman in Hugh School.  After that I got big enough to take the belt away from my dad and that ended all of my spankings.  I was on the bus coming home from school and my next-door neighbor called me a jerk for sending her a Valentine’s Day card in school.  I thought she was cute, and this was my way of flirting with her, but when she received it in homeroom, she got embarrassed, because all of her friends teased her.  She went off on me on the bus and I got so mad at her that I told her that she should keep her legs closed because her breath smelled.  I didn’t know a lot about girls at this point in my life and I think I read this phrase in a book.  This shut her up and everyone laughed, and I felt good for a while.  As we walked from the bus stop to our homes, she told me that she couldn’t wait too my father got home.

She sat on my front porch and when my dad arrived, she told him what I said to her.  My dad grabbed my arm as he started taking off his belt and he whacked me good several times while telling me that he did not raise me to have a dirty mouth and talk like a pig.  My neighbor got the last laugh watching me getting spanked and that was the last Valentine’s Day card that I ever sent out.

  1. Did you break rules your parents never knew about? Want to confess and leave with a clear conscious? No?
    Ok, what the hell, another story and although this does not involve discipline and I have a totally clear conscious about this, I think it is a funny story.  We never had a rule that said I was not allowed to bring drugs into my house, but common sense told me that this was wrong.  My mom never liked wasting anything and one day when my sister came over with her family and her dog, my mom said that she was going to see if the dog wanted to finish up the last of the turkey soup that she had made from the Thanksgiving leftovers.  It was about 10 days old, and the dog loved it, but a half hour later it laid down on the kitchen floor kicking his legs around.  Everyone thought that the turkey soup had gone bad, and they rushed the dog to the veterinarian to get its stomach pumped out.  I always hid my weed in my closet, and I discovered that the dog got into my stash and ate a bunch of my buds.  I knew what was wrong with the dog and I told my brother what happened.

This remained a secret for about 20 years, long after the dog passed away.  My dad loved to tell stories and every year around Thanksgiving he would tell the story about the dog getting sick on the bad turkey soup.  My brother couldn’t stand keeping this secret anymore, so he let the cat out of the bag, and he told everyone that there was nothing wrong with the soup and that the dog got sick from eating my marijuana.

Written for Throwback Thursday #50 which is hosted by Lauren and Maggie and this week it is Maggie’s turn and her topic is “Are Rules Made to be Broken?”

Suffering from Unrequited Love

I’m all shook up, because I can’t help falling in love.  I was lonesome when I went to bed last night and as I dozed off to sleep, I realized how much I missed her, since we drifted apart.  I dreamt about a bright sunny day when I last kissed her and called her my sweetheart.  I came back for her figuring that she would be all alone and miserable, waiting for my return, but when I looked around the house all the chairs were empty, and this made my heart fill with pain.  We fell in love, but I am the one who was left out in the cold and feeling lonely.  Something went wrong and her love that was so satisfying for me dissolved away.  I am left on an empty stage, wondering when the curtain will fall.  I’m in the white room with black curtains, sleeping all alone in the dark where the shadows seem to run from themselves.

She was a big fan of Elvis, inside and out and she thought that I could be her cure for love.  I let her know that I was not the cure for her love, nor would I be the solution to any of her problems.  She was real, tantalizingly close, but totally out of my reach.  If I only knew the cure for love, I would have been able to fix my broken heart, but instead all I could do was cry.  I woke up in a cold sweat feeling lonesome and hoping that she would come back to me, knowing full well that she had moved on, because I was unable to cire love.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Dream Interpretations #3 “Unfinished Songs” where we are asked to use the line “Inside out, I can’t cure your love.”

Hold On to My Dreams

‘Close My Eyes Forever’ was written by Lita Ford and Ozzy Osbourne and it is sung as a duet by Ford with Osbourne from Ford’s 1988 album Lita.  The song became the result of an accident in the studio, where they both drinking heavily and getting stoned when they unintentionally wrote the lyrics to this song together.  Ozzy’s wife, Sharon was Lita’s new manager at the time this song was recorded and the Osbournes brought a housewarming present for Lita to the studio, which was a life-size duplicate of Koko the gorilla from the San Diego Zoo.  Sharon got bored of hanging around, but Ozzy stayed to jam and sing and this is a product of them messing around in the studio.  This song is Ford’s highest charting single, peaking at #8 on the U.S. Billboard Hot 100 and charting #47 in the UK and it was also Osbourne’s highest charting single of his solo career.

They were in the studio together all night till the sun started coming up the next day.  The lyrics explore love, death and Lita thought that they both might be in trouble for staying out all night, while Sharon was waiting at home for Ozzy.  The song is about a broken relationship where the woman is scared about how things are turning out.  She doesn’t know if she loves the man anymore or if it’s just become something fake.  The man suggests that if she doesn’t make things right again, he will commit suicide closing his eyes forever.  Something wrong happened in their relationship, but it is not clear whether this couple had an abortion or possibly she had a child with another man.  They are both deeply hurt by this tragic event and the song keeps getting darker, as he can no longer hold on to his dreams and things are no longer the way that they once were.  She compares him to a dagger that stuck her in her heart.  She tastes the blood from the blade and thinks about him in a warm and darkened grave.  She knows what she did was wrong and it is hard for her to ask forgiveness.  Her solution is to close her eyes and hope that they can still be together.

Baby
I get so scared inside, and I don’t really understand
Is it love that’s on my mind, or is it fantasy?

Heaven
Is in the palm of my hand, and it’s waiting here for you
What am I supposed to do with a childhood tragedy?

If I close my eyes forever
Will it all remain unchanged?
If I close my eyes forever
Will it all remain the same?

Sometimes
It’s hard to hold on
So hard to hold on to my dreams
It isn’t always what it seems
When you’re face to face with me

You’re like a dagger
And stick me in the heart
And taste the blood from my blade
And when we sleep, would you shelter me
In your warm and darkened grave?

If I close my eyes forever
Will it all remain unchanged?
If I close my eyes forever
Will it all remain the same?

Will you ever take me?
No, I just can’t take the pain
But would you ever trust me?
No, I’ll never feel the same, oh

I know I’ve been so hard on you
I know I’ve told you lies
If I could have just one more wish
I’d wipe the cobwebs from my eyes

If I close my eyes forever
Will it all remain unchanged?
If I close my eyes forever
Will it all remain the same?
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
You gotta close your eyes for me

Written for Thursday Inspiration #169 Back to the Cave.

Thursday Inspiration #169 Back to the Cave

Respond to this challenge, by either by using the prompt word waste, or going with the above picture, or by means of the song ‘Back to the Cave’, or by going with another song by Lita Ford, or anything else that you think fits.  ‘Back to the Cave’ was written by Mike Chapman, David Ezrin and Lita Ford and released on her third solo album Lita from 1988.  This was her best-selling album and it peaked at #29 on the Billboard chart.  Chapman produced this album, which was Ford’s first for RCA Records after leaving Mercury and her first working with her new manager Sharon Osbourne.  This album featured a pair of top twenty singles on the Billboard Hot 100, ‘Kiss Me Deadly’ which reached #12 and ‘Close My Eyes Forever’ which went to #8.  ‘Back to the Cave’ got to #22 on the USA Mainstream Rock chart.

Lita Ford played guitar and she sings lead vocals on this song backed by David Ezrin on keyboards, Don Nossov on bass guitar and Myron Grombacher on drums.  Mike Chapman who was Pat Benatar’s first producer called Myron Grombacher who was the drummer on nine of Benatar’s original albums and has numerous writing credits to ask him if he would play on this album and Myron brought in bass guitarist Don Nossov who also worked with Benatar.  Ford found herself coming to terms with the baggage left over from her days of being in the Runaways, as her first two solo albums, Out for Blood and Dressed to Kill didn’t go anywhere.  She lived with Motley Crue’s Nikki Sixx as her career was falling apart.  Ford is a great rock guitarist who knows how to flaunt what she’s got and although the lyrics on this song are not very deep, Lita does a great job of flirting her sex appeal with her fans on this.  It is not very clear what is going on in this song besides a lot of great rock and roll guitar riffs, but there seems to be some urgency for her to get back to this cave where she is going to spend a little bit of time with her man.

Oh, let’s get back to the cave
No-one ever told us we had time to waste
Oh, let’s get back to the cave for a little while

Six Years from Now

My Medicare benefits ran out, because democracy died the day that Trump won back the presidency and the whole world seems like it has been flushed down the toilet.  Russia has taken over most of Europe and China is now in charge of most of Asia.  Immigrants are no longer allowed into the United States and every citizen that wants to vote has to show proof that they own a gun.  Women, minorities and the gays have lost all of their former rights, as America is being made great again.  From my viewpoint, it doesn’t look so great, that is unless you are rich and getting all of the tax breaks that were recently instituted.  America is no longer divided, as it is against the law to speak against the president, and everyone must bend a knee when they invoke his name.  Everyone defends him and nobody will ever turn against him, because he instituted a total ban on abortions, and everyone knows that the previous election was stolen away from him.

I can’t stand the way the world has become, so I just took seven hits of acid and turned on the Doors song ‘The End’, to try and enjoy some mind-altering side effects and hopefully have a life changing experience.  I can picture my end and it is beautiful.  I am driving down this endless highway riding on a snake that is seven miles long.  The snake asked me if I would like to go faster, and I told him that we should try to set the world on fire.  The snake went faster and faster swallowing up everything in his path and I was lighting fires behind us trying to burn everything to the ground so we could start over again.  I started singing Billy Idol lyrics which I got all wrong, because I was so messed up on drugs.  I sang, “There is nothing good in this world and it is a nice day to start again.”  The snake swallowed up Trump, but he spit him out because of the nasty taste and then the red hatted MAGA people shot us with machine guns.

Written for Fandango’s Provocative Question #176 which asks, “What will your last day on Earth be like?”