Just under two years ago I wrote a post about how wide open the sky felt from everywhere else I have lived in the world.  While driving home from dropping the monsters off at their dad’s the other night, I was once again reminded of how the sky is the same and so drastically different all at the same time.  We live on the cusp of the foothills rolling toward that Rocky Mountains in great waves of farm land interspersed with crashes of canyons that drop away in the landscape and resume once again just as quickly as it fell away.  That is to the West.

To the East the land is so flat in places you can see for miles.  Literally. 

I recently remarked to a friend that I really can see why the Native North Americans feel that the land, water, and air speak to them.  If you allow yourself to stop and listen to them, they really do.  Don’t ask me what they are saying I haven’t got a clue!  But still after so much population and technology has come in the the world, there are still times when I have been standing at some remote place and felt it.  That pull that would take you to another place in your heart, mind and soul if you let it. Peyote not needed.  Is it the God shaped vacuum or just an instinctively primal pull to return to our basic instincts?

there are times when I could just simply throw my computer out the window … and it’s usually very much every time I am nearly finished something that I have been working on for a wee while and then it craps all over my desk, jumps up and farts in the air while taking a swan dive off the desk.  It’s then that I would happily toss it out the non-opening window to the right of my desk. 

And then I wonder, should I scrap the laptop and get a desk unit?  And if so what kind.  Of course that thought is followed by hmmmmm what monster should I sell to get me my new toy?  Which one will profer the most amount … definitely not Wee Blonde Child, never mind the poopy issues, that chick is a diva … a DeeeeeeeeVaaaaa!  No really.  That monster can pull it with the best of them!  May the good lord above help her minions should she ever get famous!   But I’m digressing.  While not “in the market” for a new computer, I certainly have issues with this one at times.  But again come the sensible thoughts, well this one is perfectly good, so why should I go about a new expense of getting a new one, which one shoud I look at getting (something I’ll attack my techno brained brother for because you know who I’m going to call when I’ve exhausted all my thoughts and other avenues to figure something out with it!), where do I pull the money from, what child do I sell to get enough money together …. I’m sure all the same thoughts everyone else in the world goes through when thinking about a major purchase, except maybe Richard Branson or Donald Trump.

But it is my computer and at times it is my life line to the world!  I certainly can’t converse so easily with friends from all over the world with out it!  Oh I could have the internet cabled in to the house, but at the end of the day, with out the computer it wouldn’t do much would it?  How am I going to chat with New Author or NOMU in Ireland while sipping coffee, or have a mad cap chat with Prudence Wiggelwort Downunda if I were sans my computer?  Slightly giving away my age, I do indeed remember a time when computers were as large as small houses and were used mostly by some governments.  Now we think it amazing when someone doesn’t have either a computer OR the internet at home.  How is it that could happen?  But at the end of the day life was far simpler then and we didn’t know different, nor did we care.  Now, however, I can’t fathom life with out my satellite TV never mind my laptop and internet.  So when my laptop decides to be hormonal … I guess I’ll give it a hug, a cup of cool chamomile tea, and some time and space to become right again.

Damn thing!