Tick Tock Goes The Clock

Tick Tock
Drip Drop
Plip Plop
Slurp Slurp
Sniff Sniff
Chomp Chomp
Buzz Buzz

Comes the sounds of annoyance.

Its kind of funny what sounds you suddenly notice when its quiet.

Nobody is stirring. Its silence everywhere.
Its kind of peaceful.....until
Something catches your ears.
A sound you hadn't heard before.
Most often it seems to be that the most common sound
Is the ticking of a clock.
Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock
Going on and on for every second until you wonder...
Why did I not notice this before?
But then.....the ticking becomes muted
And it fades from your consciousness
As something finally distracts you from its endless ticking.

The same with the other sounds.
The buzz of static
The dripping of a faucet
The sound of somebody eating or drinking
Once you notice them....its hard to make yourself stop noticing.
Until either a) the sound stops or
b) its overshadowed with some other sound or
c) you figure out how to ignore it.

I wonder how many times in a day we become aware of some sound....
And it bugs us....maybe without us consciously realizing it...
and then it just goes away to be forgotten as an annoyance...
until it comes again.

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

WaggilyTaggilyTail

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have a tail?

If you have....have you thought of what type of tail you would have?

A short one? A long one? A bushy one? a hairless one? a pointed one? one that was prehensial...(it grabs things....like a monkey)
What kind of animal tail would have have for yourself? A horse tail? dog tail? cat tail? bird tail? monkey tail? bear tail? rabbit tail?

What would you do if you had a tail?
If it was of use for you would you use it like an extra pair of hands?
Or just something that would get in the way?
If others had tails....what would you learn about them by their type of tail?
You could know their emotions for sure....tails can be very expressive.
But what else would you know from a tail?

I don't know....but I find the concept interesting.
I think a tail would be annoying....if you had to sit down.
but otherwise....what could you do if you had a tail?

Dusting would be easier mayhaps.
If it acted like a limb it could pick up things from the floor or from behind you.
you could swat away pesky mosquito's and flys and bees.
you could keep yourself cool by having your own personal fan.

What would it be like to have a tail?
Somedays I really wonder.

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

If the World Was Crazy

Exhaustion makes it hard to think I've discovered.


So tonight I will take an easy way out.
And just share a random favorite poem of mine.

If the World Was Crazy

By Shel Silverstein

If the world was crazy, you know what I'd eat?

A big slice of soup and a whole quart of meat,

A lemonade sandwich, and then I might try

Some roasted ice cream or a bicycle pie,

A nice notebook salad, an underwear roast,

An omelet of hats and some crisp cardboard toast,

A thick malted milk made from pencils and daisies,

And that's what I'd eat if the world was crazy.

If the world was crazy, you know what I'd wear?

A chocolate suit and a tie of éclair,

Some marshmallow earmuffs, some licorice shoes,

And I'd read a paper of peppermint news.

I'd call the boys "Suzy" and I'd call the girls "Harry,"

I'd talk through my ears, and I always would carry

A paper umbrella for when it grew hazy

To keep in the rain, if the world was crazy.

If the world was crazy, you know what I'd do?

I'd walk through the ocean and swim in my shoe,

I'd fly through the ground and I'd skip through the air,

I'd run down the bathtub and bathe on the stair.

When I met somebody I'd say, "Goodbye, Joe,"

And when I was leaving -- then I'd say "Hello."

And the greatest of men would be silly and lazy

So I would be king … if the world was crazy.

In 4th grade we had to memorize a poem. I don't remember why. It was an assignment though.
I remember that I spent the weekend at my Great-Grandma's house sitting in her loft that was only reached by a spiral staircase.
And I sat up there memorizing the poem.
lol I thought it was silly and fun.
Almost like a 'backwards' day type of poem.
It was fun to say and if I remember correctly....
I was one of the few to say it all correctly.
Of course we had choices of other poems
And I think this one was our longest one....
Few of my classmates picked it.
But it was fun to say.


But I don't really wish that the world was crazy.
Because being king/queen of crazy people.....would take alot of work.
Especially if they're silly and/or lazy.
If I did all the work...
That wouldn't be much fun for me.
But you can't really be the silly/lazy person either
Somedays as you go about your routine.
Crazy things seem to happen and you're left as King/Queen of the mountain
Holding the hole shadaddle together by force of will and tons of string, gum and paperclips.
(yes I made up the word shadaddle. A fatigued mind believes its a good word to use in explanation.)
Just waiting for some other person to come along to help or take the whole shabang off your hands.
But definitely not hinder.
Hindering is annoying and time consuming....
Sometimes I feel as if we move about in a world of I can'ts.


I can't do that because of this.
I can't do that because of some other reason.


How many times in a day do we walk past something and think "Oh. Someone else will do that." or "I'll do that later."
If everyone else thinks that its a someone else problem....
Nothing would get done.

Ambition

By Milton Berle

I'd rather be a "could-be', if I cannot be an "are';

Because a "could-be" is a "maybe" who is reaching for a star.

I'd rather be a "has-been" than a "might-have-been', by far;

For a "might-have-been" has never "been", but a "has" was once an "are'.

Maybe the world is a little crazy....

But if it wasn't, we'd end up getting bored really quick.

Its good to have things that twist your routine slightly. Make life different for a moment.

Everything is good in moderation.....

And that about sums up my thoughts when my brain is exhausted and fatigued lol. :)

Until you next read these words;

I'll be watching the leaves.

Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

Forget-Me-Nots

My Fish Dobby left me a gift.

A nice fish tank sized watermark on my desk.
...that won't go away.

At least the bright side is that I discovered this before it got really bad...
cleaning the space where the tank had been.....allowed me to see the mark before
it was totally black with mold....but its still visible....grrrr bad fish tank!! >.<

I'm considering calling it "Dobby's Mark."
A constant reminder of my college fish buddy.

But as I stared at the watermark I had this strange thought.

What else do we see on a daily basis that has us remember something or a person from our past?

A "Forget-me-not" in a sense.

A favorite blanket made by a grandmother
A figurine given to you while visiting another country.
A stain on the floor from a fun game night.
A ding in the door from when you tried to move some piece of furniture in the house.
A trinket given to you to celebrate a special day.

We surround ourselves with visual objects that hold memories of events or people.
Most of the time the objects contain good memories.
Or memories of friends/family/pets you don't want to forget.

I know I've mentioned before how smells or sounds can trigger memories.
But how many memories do we trigger by what we surround ourselves by?
look about your room and look at the things in there. Do they spark thoughts/feelings/memories?
They should. You usually choose what is in your room.
Why do you keep what you keep?
Why do you move things around
or get rid of other things?

Sometimes you can't get rid of something. Like a stain. But you can cover it up. But the reminder is usually there...even if you do manage to forget about it for a time.

hmmm
Dobby's Mark.
What other marks have been left to remind?

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

Dobby

For those of you who haven't read Harry Potter book 7....(or seen the movie yet.)
You will want to skip this blog until you do...
Unless you don't care to know a spoiler of Book 7.....
Then you may keep reading. :)

In book 2 of the Harry Potter series, a character shows up called Dobby.

Now...
My second year of college...perhaps in the second semester of my first year of college.
I had a fish tank.
It had guppies inside of it....the pretty males.
(I had to beg to get a small fish tank in my room.....dumb apartments don't like pets >.<....I don't know why ;) ) lol.
Well I decided....after buying some betas for a roommate's birthday.
That I would like one for myself.
So I went to go buy a beta.
Now most betas are really prettily colored. blues, reds, whites, purples, combinations of all of them.
But I found one beta.
That was kind of brown...somewhat golden....a dirty gold color.
needless to say...He didn't look that pretty next to the bright colors.
Soo I did what I usually do.
:) I bought the misfit. :) lol.
(I have a soft spot for misfit animals/things.)
And My mom was like "You should call him Dobby."
So I did! :)

And Dobby and I had been friends ever since.
He had me pretty well trained
If I walked past and happened to look at him and he swam towards the front.
I'd go.
"oooh! Dobby! Are you hungry?!" And I'd feed him.
lol. I think he was a spoiled fishy, though I never understood why we'd only feed animals once a day when we ourselves as humans need at least three meals a day.
So I think he was pretty happy with being fed two to four times a day.

Though I felt sad that he didn't have any companions (besides snails) in his little tank. :(
Betas are mean fish though.....sooo its risky giving them friends.
I think they haven't been socialized, so they dont' know how to play nice.
So Dobby just had himself and the snails and me to be with.

We were a good team. :)
He was a great friend my second year when I had absentee roommates.

This past weekend, knowing I would be returning home for most of the week, and no roommates in the apartment, I decided to take Dobby home so he wouldn't starve to death.
Y_Y
I don't know if the journey didn't agree with him, or the water I put in his tank when I got to the house and filled it back to the top.

(if you still don't want spoilers you will need to stop reading now.)

Well. For Thanksgiving my family went to go see the Latest Harry Potter (#7 part1)
And I knew what happened to Dobby in the book.
And it happened in the movie as well. :(
It was a very sad moment.
But I couldn't help thinking.
Ha. It would be ironic if my fish Dobby died because he did in the movie.

:( Sadly....Irony came to pass.
Dobby hadn't really been acting himself the last couple of days.
Y_Y And this morning I found him...not moving.
Y_Y My poor Dobby.

RIP my college buddy. RIP
His burial at sea was a tear jerker :( :( but he's in a better place now.
Y_Y
My room seems so empty now.
I left my fish tank home.
So the spot where it usually resides is blank and....very disheartening to stare at.
I could have bought another Beta....and brought him back to the apartment...
But I'm going to wait until after Christmas Break and decide then.
Since I would just have to bring a fish tank back home then anyway for the holiday.

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

PoppitCorn

Do you ever have a tendency to add in extra sillybles to your words? Or mayhaps you drop a couple letters in a word or change words around?

Sometimes I add in syllables to words.
Like:
Politics.
Sometimes I pronounce it "Pol-li-ti-kits"

Maybe that's why I liked Megamind. Because he would do the same thing.
Poppit Corn. (popcorn)
Melancony  (melancholy.)
Revahnge (Revenge)
Shool        (School.)

Sometimes I think its just fun to pronounce things differently to see how other people react to it.

Most of the time they correct you. "You mean politics?"
"It's revenge and tis best served cold."

Or else they just look at you blankly wondering what word you're actually trying to use lol.

Other times its combining words
Mayhaps -is a combination of Perhaps and Maybe.
Experior- I think that was a combination of Superior and Excellent...I don't remember anymore lol.
Anywho- Its a combination....of Anyway and...something that has Who in it lol.

Anywho :)
Do you have any fun ways to pronounce words?
I think the area we have most creative liberty is when reading books. With strange names lol.
Often times I end up dropping or adding syllables to the names.....so when i end up trying to talk about a name you encounter different variations. lol.

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

That's the truth?

One thing I find intriguing about the Wheel of Time books are the Aes Sedai.
(people with magic powers.)
They take a binding oath to not tell lies.

Yet they can spin the truth like a top.
By pausing here, leaving this bit out,
or just wording things in a way that you think they said something they didn't.

They won't lie outright.
Yet they can lie if they believe the lie to be true.
Otherwise if they want to guide a person to a certain decision

I had always found the idea intriguing.
Of seeing what I can say to hide what I don't want to tell, but not lie. To give people a different impression to make them think what I want to them to think.

Its kind of fun really....though I don't really do it that often.
Its really not that easy.
Easier on computer.
Not in person.

How often do you lie?
Tell a white lie?
A half-truth?
The truth?

I wonder what people think of me when I do that and they find out later I didn't mean what they thought I meant.

In the Wheel of Time books Aes Sedai words are listened to with a grain of salt, unless they say the words right out.
But....if you are known as a trust worthy person. and you're words of truth are truthful....its just a matter of deciding. Does it help others doing this? Or only yourself.....

.....hmmmmm

Until you next read these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi