Seasonal Katabatic Winds

They blow down the slopes of mountains, plateaus, and hills at this time of year and by happenstance, I was in the middle of this.  This seasonal weather pattern containing the katabatic winds occurs mostly at night, when the highlands radiate heat and are cooled.  I was lucky to be alerted that the Santa Ana winds were coming again, but nobody had to notify me about the danger of these hot, dry winds, contributing to wildfires.  I remained aloof to all the political news, but when it came to weather, I always paid attention, so I could evaluate if I needed to evacuate.

I was out in the woods with the new drummer and we were eating spicy tapioca pearls which my grandmother made for our breakfast.  The drummer just moved to California and his greed to perform in front of an audience made him great, but his incessant drumming was turning me into a basket case.

Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompt – Notify, for Roger Shipp’s Daily Addictions prompt – Basket, for the Daily Spur prompt – Audience, for FOWC with Fandango – Aloof, for Melodye Shore September show-and-tell – Seasonal, for September Monthly Writing Prompts – Katabatic winds, for Ragtag Community – Happenstance, for Sara’s Closet Full Of Notebooks Prompt – Lucky, for Paula’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Drummer Tapioca Greed, for GC and Sue W Weekly Prompt – Evaluate and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Spicy.

Desire To Be Outdoors

Nature had always been a big part of his life, ever since he read the book Walden by the American transcendentalist Henry David Thoreau.  Rick was not able to elide his thoughts about camping out in some green fields and picking some fall fruit, while spending his aurora nights in the land of the midnight sun.  He was fervid about the upcoming trip and he was not about to let anything spoil his decision to go, no matter what the overtones would be made by his younger brother.  This time he had to bring Jack along, who just became a teenager, and he knew that Jack would try to banalize the significance of communing with nature.

Youthful Jack was a sweet boy, as long as he was home playing his computer games, but he was not built for the rough outdoors.  Shakespeare said, “The earth has music for those who listen” and Rick enjoyed the listening every time he was able to make it back to nature.  Rick was a real outdoorsman who enjoyed fishing, climbing, hiking and his passion drove him to rise before the sun and catch his own breakfast.  Rick had eaten many different types of prey and he was not one to flinch if he saw a cougar or a snake coming after him.  Rick might remain motionless, or he could wave his arms around if he saw a giant bear.

Jack was not a fussy eater, as long as he had some zucchini as a side dish, he would basically eat anything.  Rick woke his younger brother up and told him they were having rabbit for breakfast.  Jack sighed and said, “How could you kill that poor defenseless animal?”, and Rick responded by telling Jack that the rabbit accidently committed suicide.  He said that when the rabbit saw him, it went into reverse and ended up falling off a granite cliff trying to get away from him.  Jack told his brother that he knew he made up that royal lie just to make him feel better.

Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompt – Giant, for Roger Shipp’s Daily Addictions prompt – Camping, for the Daily Spur prompt – Royal, for FOWC with Fandango – Reverse, for Melodye Shore September show-and-tell – Fall Fruit, for September Monthly Writing Prompts – Aurora nights, for Ragtag Community – Fervid, for Paula’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Granite Zucchini Lie, for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Youthful and for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #149, hosted by Yves where the prompts are Elide Green Spoil Decision Banalize Rough Flinch Overtones Back Sweet Motionless Prey.

They Let You Know

Um… that constant beep, beep, beeping is driving all the cats crazy, as when the batteries in the smoke detectors get low enough, they demand to be changed.  I don’t like being told what to do and this becomes even worse when a machine starts dictating things like “turn left at the next corner” to me, although I understand that this is being done in a judicious manner.  I like to think of myself as an open minded person that can be persuaded by logic and I know that “to err is human”, but I feel that machines can also make mistakes, because they are programmed by humans.  Let me clarify this a bit, machines only process information that they have the ability to decipher, so if the road ahead is closed and my navigation system tells me to “turn left at the next corner”, I will need to use my better judgment and not rely on tunnel vision.

It has been steaming hot since Dorian passed by and I am looking forward to some cool weather which should eventually arrive.  I am honored today as Irene from My Slice of Mexico dedicated her latest post to me, because I don’t like onions.  I don’t have anything planned for dinner yet, but my food desires are now leaning toward Mexican. I was thinking about putting on my traditional Buddhist meditation monk robe, which you might call a gown and then practice some Zen enlightenment through meditation, if I am lucky enough to find some mythical moonbows.  The gown actually belongs to my brother and it is only a lender, as I have to return it.  I am going to end this post with the most ameliorate (make something that is bad or unsatisfactory better) song ever written and I hope that you enjoy it.

Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompt – Clarify, for Roger Shipp’s Daily Addictions prompt – Bit, for the Daily Spur prompt – Being, for FOWC with Fandango – Judicious, for Melodye Shore September show-and-tell – Cool Weather, for August Monthly Writing Prompts – Mythical moonbows, for Ragtag Community – Ameliorate, for Sara’s Closet Full Of Notebooks Prompt – Food Desires, for Paula’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Lender Gown Tunnel, for Rachel Poli I Read I Write I Create – Time To Write – Sentence Starter – Um… and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Zen.

I Do Believe

Since a ship can be designed to right itself if it capsizes or becomes out of balance, so that it will sit perfectly upright in the water again, this made me think about the possibility of making a post that could write itself.  I would have to input all of the prompt words and create a program for it to search the internet and find appropriate stories and then group them together in a coherent manner.  I dabble around with this every day and although this may seem like an unlikely idea for a computer to do this under the current standards of technology, it is very likely that someday this will become the future of writing.  If a machine writes a post, does that mean the post is writing itself?  The first post that is written this way will seem like magic.

This could be a real opportunity for an ambitious person to instigate a new method that will change the world.  They already have a computerized oven that knows how to cook your food for you just the way you want it.  Computers are great when it comes down to achieving accuracy and they don’t require a cozy spot to get things done.  They have already become useful for reading documents and they have the ability to reason about the task for which they are trained to perform, but they have not reached the point where they have something that resembles general reasoning power yet.  They keep getting better, but they don’t really understand things the way people do.  Stories are out there and they are looking to be told, but a computer is not capable of being able to reel any of them in yet.

Machines lack emotions and although in the Terminator and Matrix movies, they both featured computers that became evil, this is probably not going to happen, as it will be a cold day in hell before a schism emerges between man and computer.  My computer has been acting sickly lately and it is easier for me to get a new one than send mine to the computer hospital.  My old computer has lost its magic.

Since I am writing about computers today, I want to respond to Fandango’s question which asks, “Do you believe in magic? Define magic any way you wish and explain your belief about magic.”  Computers are machines that basically sit around doing nothing all day, that is unless they have code installed inside of them.  I worked with a lot of computers and they need to be told what to do, before they will respond.  People who do not understand code often think that computers are magic, which in a way they are.  Computers influence our lives every day, but they don’t use any mysterious or supernatural forces to do this, so they are not magic, even though a computer is capable of creating an illusion that most people are not able to explain.

Dragons can be viewed as volcanic devils, and since they can breathe fire they are magic, but Puff the magic dragon originally wasn’t magic.  He was developed from a poem and he hung out with a little black kitten named Ink, and a little grey mouse called Blink, a little yellow dog who was sharp as Mustard, but since this dragon was a coward, he was called Custard.

Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompt – Dabble, for Roger Shipp’s Daily Addictions prompt – Could, for the Daily Spur prompt – Accuracy, for Fandango’s Provocative Question #39 – believe in magic, for FOWC with Fandango – Instigate, for Melodye Shore September show-and-tell – Cozy Spot, for August Monthly Writing Prompts – Volcanic devils, for Ragtag Community – Schism, for Sara’s Closet Full Of Notebooks Prompt – Opportunity, for Paula’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Reel Oven Hospital, for GC and Sue W Weekly Prompt – Reading and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Unlikely.