Oh Hey, Tell Me A Story

As long as you could prove you were poor, your parents were poor, you weren’t European skin colored and or a teen mother American-you could get a pell grant for free tuition and expenses for college. You just had to get in line first because they run out. Fortunately for me, no one hurried to beat me late in the game

Trying to find the article in Rolling Stone about this little known fake experiment town in China called Shenzhen and the house that built me

A 47 minute plea on whatever analogy it takes to see why we won’t truly own anything if we don’t see where all the expense is really going in the end

I decided to talk locally in an effort to unite us from falling into the division that the national media wants us to have and instead focus on our expertise and due diligence to work together and preserve our community.

What if we could all do good and be good at the same time. Or find that place to feel good more than not. A ponderous discussion out loud

It’s actually about a pile of rocks and what’s up with wanting to fit in

Story while driving about Dennis Quaid and current times

This is a hodge lodge of some thoughts while driving and processing more of why and how you react to your surroundings and apply it to yourself

I was actually working on my teen talk previous episode in my closet and these thoughts were extra ones. I have a great marriage.

I think I want to talk to teens. Would they let me? Here’s my case.

My thoughts on why there’s no consistent outcry of Bill Cosby and how we can use this as an opportunity to be really who we claim to want everyone to be.

I think about all the demographics, firmagraphics and psychographics we use to segment targeted marketing and audience ideation to say it versus spray it in advertising. I reflect on all the ones I’ve been before and hope to be someday - income independent to take in every moment life has to offer as I evolve into a better human of purpose

Better out than in, ‘they’ always say

Part 1 of my trip and a deep dive into pores

I’ve been walking a lot. Go time at work to not leave anyone hanging while I duck out and go to a western adventure in three days with the boys for many first experiences. I gotta walk. And talk. And let loose. So I keep my sanity. Here goes.

Reflecting o. Memories and experiences that support what I’m trying to process now and finding ways to make it make sense

Sharing knowledge and thinking of how to explain it all while wishing someone could just explain it all. And the power of positivity is key. I may mention West Virginia again. *PS I realize after research there’s 195 countries, not more than 200

Bonus thought seed packet of what the hell might be going on before my husband came home and I stopped. I will finish later. You see where I’m going if you decide to hear part deuce

I talk about the show Morbid, The Congo and a special place near and dear to me that’s full of Rednecks.

As I figure out tech and limits, this is a discussion of plausible theory to finding the truth of healing

But I know right now I know it’s a thing. Anyway.

I talk about Tyson chicken, happiness, Bull sperm and after I play the song that sparked this whole 15 minute thought I added a bonus thought about process or procrastinating.

A long story about retirement.

I was thinking about significance and vantage points of events that change your perspectives

Random thoughts about growing and knowing in the limbo of life.