I have a hard time dealing with others

I have a hard time dealing with others

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

The Coming of Orange Shirt








The offending Nib...





The first and only complete appearance of Taylor, my orange tailored shirt.













Now here is a good guy, Michael Louis Gumbs. Who would ever know that I was going to be hit by a car the next day.

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Elevator of a P-40 Warhawk


My wife rejoined me after her brief trip to Paris. I was in the tall grass field behind my house flying my scale P-40 when I heard the clap of a heavy exterior door shut. I slowly gazed up as I was focused on using my drill to spin up the prop and there stood my wife in all white. She blew me a kiss and started marching across the yard to the field in which I stood standing alone with my P-40 Warhawk. There I was, caught between my P-40 whom I had spent many dear hours with during Kelly's time away in France and Kelly, my wife that repeatedly leaves me while she travels abroad.

Oh, wait...that was over 7 years ago. The other day when she had all white on she was just running up to the store.

The past is such a glorious period that I long for only to find my mind tricks me into thinking it is the present. Sounds like Kim Jong-Il. My mind lies to me and keeps me safe from the world around me.

I will wear blue jeans today to symbolize freedom and take my camera with me in the event a Bald Eagle lands on my shoulder. He will lick the tear that falls from my eye as I reflect on how amazing this country was before the hippies ruined it in the 60s.

Emmett Wendell Perkins as a young man in San Antonio Texas 1920s.



Saturday, January 1, 2011

My Little Fountain Pen Hospital



Similar to 2009 I intend on recording my thoughts in an open environment format. Hopefully this will allow me to network with future power brokers as well as distance myself with those that disagree with my ways.

I had a chance to play with some of my pens today. In this photo you can see my new favorite (second from the left.)

1948 Esterbrook Double Jewel J Series lever fill fountain pen with a 1550 fine nib. It is the second Estie in my collection. Second from the right is my Relief 66, another model made in England during the late 40s. Relief 66, was named so due to it's price: Six and a half shillings, or 6 shillings and 6 pence.
Back to my Double Jewel. This pen has a beautiful Copper color that reflects both the lightest and darkest shades throughout the spectrum. It's slender size fits nicely in my hand and the weight is perfect for such a fine writing instrument, light for hours of fatigue free expression, but still heavy enough to remind the user that there is more to the connection from thought to paper than a mere pen.

My future posts should be hand written and then scanned in. I am destroying all that my fore fathers fought for by using spell check. Where is the critical thinking when you do not have to start off with proper spelling of things?

I see North Korea every day in our education system. Like Kim Jong-Il the state had taken the role of Great Leader and wants to keep it's pupils ignorant. Computers are leading the way. They have contributed to making life so easy that people are not required to think. It's like driving, cars got so easy to operate that now people have to text or focus on their phones for other reasons just to make it some what of a challenge again. It's not enough to steer with you knee anymore.

Goals for 2011: Get rehabilitated to ride again and dump gold like a bad habit, when you see commercials to invest it's already too late for you to buy.