Saturday, 1 December 2012

A new place to read

The process of collecting all of my writings is moving forward. 
All of my poetry is now John Looks Out On Life and for all of my stories,
rants and raves, and thoughts on Life, The Universe and Everything
please drop by John Tells A Story

I look forward to seeing you all there soon

Cheers

Tuesday, 27 November 2012

Some people are just amazing


I don't know who thought this one out, but I believe that person deserves the Noble Peace Prize for humanity.

Some peoples children, makes you wonder just how much better we can get

Sunday, 25 November 2012

New Blog Site

Greetings one and all

I have decided to expand my poetry a bit so from this point forth, any poetry I put together will be here

John Looks Out On Life

Please drop by and have a look and should it strike you, write a poem and send it to me and I will put it up for the world to see

This site will remain for anything else I see need to write

Be well one and all and I hope to see you all on my new blog


Cheers

Wednesday, 21 November 2012

Command

To lead

One must first be able

To follow

Cable TV

Anything you want

Anytime you want it there

Same crap just more

Letter Arrived

One unread email

Been waiting all day for it

Damn its spam

Dependancy

Caffine daily start

Glucose to spike through the day

Little pill to sleep

Communicate


Off on and on off

Data flowing back and forth

Thougths and feelings flow

Untouched


Forbidden to touch

And yet the sweetest of fruit

Ripe for the picking

Katana


Rasor edged steel

Slicing throught the morning air

Peaceful end follows

A Picture


A simple pencil

Move it to mark the page

Draw it for your joy

Seasons In Flux


He woke that morning

The sky glazed over in gray

Red leaves are falling

Monday, 19 November 2012

Nightmare

Primal terror

Lies behind closed eye lids

Sleep is denied

Sunday, 18 November 2012

Doing the Popcorn Dance

Betty - The baby
Cricket - The Mom


My two papillons can be the funniest of critters when they want to play. Had an opportunity to
make a short video of them doing the cute thing. Have a look see at the Utube link above


Cheers

Saturday, 17 November 2012

Santa Parade

The first Santa parade of the season has officially come and gone today. The weather was the oddest thing, it was cloudy and windy and rainy all day until about 4pm. Then it cleared up, the wind died  down and the streets all dried up, just in time for the parade. After the parade had been cleared away, it started raining again. I guess the Gods like to watch parades on the occasion <g>

I volunteered to drive one of the taxies for the parade - I haven't ever done such a thing before,  I have walked in numerous, but never driven in one. I got to the appointed spot with my wife and daughter, not really sure what to expect but if you go expecting anything, you won't be surprised when it happens. I found the car I was to drive and we all helped get it prettied up for the parade. In total there were 6 of us running around getting all the lights and decor put together and a blind gentleman who played his guitar and sang Christmas songs for the entirety of the parade.

Moving Forward

To trudge: the slow, weary, depressing yet determined walk of a man who has nothing left in life except the impulse to simply soldier on. "
Geoffrey Chaucer - A Knights Tale

How many people out there trudge through life? Do you know any? Can you walk down the street and someone who is?
There are times in most peoples lives that they must trudge and really it is not a bad thing when you get down to it. Anyone who is trudging is making progress, moving toward a goal. It may be slow progress but give them the kudosfor  putting the effort to keep moving.

Now look in the mirror. Have you stopped putting the effort in? Have you decided there is nothing to gain so why bother? Is there nothing out there to inspire an effort? Yes, there may be a long black tunnel but somewhere down the end of it there is a light.

Keep moving, in the end you will be better for it

Reality TV - Why?

The question of today is about "Reality TV". I am sure that most people can name at least two or three of these shows, heck are shows for just about any taste out there from people stating why they shouldn't have to pay for the car they wrecked to the pinnacle of cuisine.

Some of these shows are just a bunch of cameras placed in a house to watch what everyone will do - Mr Orwell? Have you seen this? We have a whole fist full of cooking competitions - 3 or 4 of them hosted by an abusive, pompus Brit. For those who are looking for adventure we have the continuing saga of Survivor - maybe one of seasons, someone is really going to keel over and die. Fear Factor, The Amazing Race, Jersy Shore, The "Real" Housewives of ....., the list goes on and on.

Friday, 16 November 2012

And the Winner is....

ME!!!
Johnny, let's show the contestant what he won.
Well, behind the door is ...A BRAND NEW JOB!!! (much clapping from the studio audience)

Sometimes my life really does feel like a game show but for today at least, I am okay with it.
A little back story is in order.

Last April I retired from the Royal Canadian Navy and began to live life as a civilian again - man, I thought is was tough being a sailor, this civilian crap is way worse <g>. After 20 years, I acquired a few skills, a few interesting ways to look at life and a few friends. One of these friends called my up and told me of a position that was needing a warm, friendly and totally awesome computer tech. Since I fit all three qualifications, I wandered myself down to the person who managed that chair, smiled and said, "Look no further, I am here." It turned out that the manager was someone who I worked with in the closing days of my military career, someone I got along with very well. He was happy and he knew it so he clapped his hands. He dragged me around the shop and introduced me to the rest of the crowd, all of whom used to work at the same location at the same time as I did. We were all happy and we all knew it, so we all clapped our hands. (isn't life grand?)

The manager set to find a way to get me into his shop. He looked and looked and looked some more and finally he found  a way. I was hired as a temporary casual for 4.5 months (micky mouse government  crap). Sweet, an relatively easy job, great people to work with, lots of learning, and my pension to boot.

Wednesday, 14 November 2012

Kicking it Auzzie Style

In one of my earlier posts, I mentioned my love for the Royal Australia Navy. A great bunch of mates, the kind of guys you want at your back when things don't quite work out as planned.

My first operational deployment was back in 1991, just after the first Gulf War. The ship I was on was sent to the Gulf of Aqaba (northern end of the Red Sea). The task group we were assigned to was given orders to stop and search every vessel going into and out of that Gulf. In total, there were 6 ships, us, 4 US ships, a French ship and a vessel of RAN.  For the four months we were on station, a great rivalry existed between us and the Auzzies. By the time we have left station and headed for home, the score was officially even (but I know who really won)

Karmic Bank Account

There are times when I am very glad that I have a very well stocked Karmic bank account. On the occasion I chose to make a withdraw, it is nice to know there are funds available.

One fine night, not so long ago, I was out doing the taxi thing. Now, I will admit to not enjoying seeing someone else scoop my fare. For some odd reason, it annoys the snot out of me. The night in question, I was down town, waiting for someone to stumble out of a bar and desperately need a ride home. I was cruising along Wharf Street about 2330 when a block ahead of me, someone was waving to flag me down. Sweet. I make my way to this person when, from out of nowhere (okay, he was behind me) a cab from another company went screaming past my left side mirror, cut in front of me and stopped at the curb to pick up the person who flagged me down. Damn,  lost that trip. Oh well, carry on.