Ah man, who stepped in the....

I sit here contemplating the "List" along with the upcoming travel budget. Most of the time, I find myself in situations that need unconventional wisdom and on-site manifesting. Well...who do I (emphasis on I) turn to? Here goes looking at tested waters. The web has become a great search tool for the savvy but don't forget that much on the web is published by those that are trying to find the elusive nugget from their nose while they could be out in the real world searching or doing. I'm defiantly(yes that's correct, DEFIANTLY) one of them. Oh, there's the extremist, nerd-yuppie-wanna-be-type, sitting there typing away at their last "city find" but I'm in need(always searching) for that good old "American entrepreneur-simpleton that will work for the cause" type; like me. No, not the one that will take the rifle with one bullet and simply follow! Or, the idiot that would dredge in sub-zero water...(Oh, scratch the later one, can't give you all my Oh-Oh's) But, a true disciple of the adventurous human-kind type. For example; ever wonder why we humans long for "getting ahead" then wonder why we are forced to pay with plastic? Oh, paying the Piper is, and always will, form the path which we walk on. (need to say that again so, read slowly) Paying the Piper is, and always will, FORM the path which we walk on!(emphasis on FORM) But, what if I told you I figured out that the path is paved with..... Yup it is! (time for the boots)



OK. Here goes. Frolicker, as I may. Let's say it's paved with a fresh pile of brown stuff!! Well, to be more specific, it could attach on bottoms of shoes. (oh yes, puppy dog smiling) So, lets turn this into a different shade of glittering color. What is your/my next step? Most people feel compelled to share their new-found likableness. Let's see....Ahh.... after noticing the bottoms of your shoes you walk through the kitchen and show wife; take a quick ride in the family Sunday car; go to the grocery store; etc. (taking much pride in showing shoe bottoms or baggie) Anywhere someone that will notice the effervescence of your arrival. All the while, your puppy dog sits there (by you) saying, "well, I gave him the biggest nugget I could find and I'm helping to pave." Pull that one out of your hat! I digress..



Live, let live, and carry bag and scoop! Oh ya....SHARE your chocolate too!!! And, by God, don't throw it away thinking you're helping with weight control!!! (LOL)

Mr. Mustang
!!!!!!!!!!Oh......and remember 3 things; don't forget your list(it's the spark to memory) and be prepared for 2012! !@#%^&*....forgot the other thing :}>

Not another New Year.......

Since I truly hate very little in this life, (I'm always in fascination) I find one thing that does perturb me and it should you.  (Hey, that word doesn't come around much, does it?  Thank you Aunt Mary Ann!!)  That one thing which "perturbs" is called "New Year's Resolution."  You hear it all the time.  "I'm gonna do this, or do that."  But, here is my chance to seed the grape.  Why not have DAILY resolution?   !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wake up, brush your teeth, kiss your life, (in my case, wife) and go over your next adventure on a per-second basis.  This, I think, will help you get through some of the toughest times coming ahead or beside you.  Think about it this way.  On your way to non-boredom, create little tiny do-able daily adventures.  Example:  if you're like me, you all know that I drive abuse-able beasts.  Why would I NOT want to hit every mud puddle or pay homage to every mountain (or curb) I see?  Oh yeah!!  I wonder what it would be like to use the deer guard on certain politicians. Now that's true adventured resolution!!!   Just kidding...  Although, I might be selling tickets for anyone that rides in the back seat going political 4x4'ing with me.  Wow, did I say that? 

So, here's the beef.  (examples, mind you) Don't ever take for granted...ANYTHING!!!  Enjoy every step as YOU have made it.  Be mindful of your cause and play well!  Abuse "Thank You's".  And, if it increases your bottom line, DOUBLE BONUS!  (don't forget the K.I.S.S.)  Addicting, isn't it?

Mr. Mustang

A Friend, a Puppy dog and Cows

"Everything, lost or gained, comes in three's."  Maybe it's pure or maybe it's manifested.  Regardless, I find that most new adventures come in three's.  As always, my observations lead me to these non-trivial tidbits of my off-the-wall excitement; a friend, a puppy dog and cows.  For those of you that keep my shoe bottoms hot, try and find a way through. At all cost!  Watching the change of seasons require no cost but is an interesting lesson for the intuitive learner.  Think about it.  How important is it for a tree to loose a leaf?  We could get overwhelmed and think of the many leaves it(each of three) looses but we take for granted that it HAS to happen.  Ya, I know, some of us find beauty in death or rebirth, but think a little further.  I mean L I T T L E!  Why do we find beauty in the falling or changing of leaves.  Future compost?  Colors?  A four mile free-fall (in the leaves eyes)?  Actually, I see an exciting sense of relief.  For the tree, that is.  What a wanted burden it must have been to carry a part of itself.  Burden, meant in a good sense of course.

I say, let go and refresh.  Growing yourself is a must and designed for many reasons!  Look forward, and prepare, for next seasoned adventure.   Breathe and rejuvenate with your fellow trees and feel their loss or gain too.  Know that the tree next to you has shed it's leaves to help foster your next adventure.  Make sure you reciprocate all lessons found within.  Even if it's just standing there with your new(or seasoned) rake. That's how the tree finds solace.  I should say, ALL TREES!!  And, be thankful for the SUN that kept us all growing!

........"remember your lifes' preservers....and then set sail!"  (Yes, you read that correctly, if you think I have a grammar issue, keep re-reading it until you get it :}

Mr. Mustang

What in hell are friends for?

If the general populace were to show up at your doorstep, would there be enough porta potties?  That's the question I'd ask.  On the other hand, I've debated the mindset of survivalism....(oh ya, pressing fresh apple cider is a form of survivalism).... both physically and mentally but now, I've come to the conclusion that the only thing that would truly matter would be to s-u-r-v-i-v-e !  Being able to survive anything.  Be it an attack on our health, wealth, or the knock of the Grim Reaper.  You name it.  Someone will show or teach you something that needs surviving from.  Remember, even the purist optimist will come across something smelly everyday.  You just have to be attuned on how to survive the smellies.  Open your heart to anyone that is willing to share his or her's fear.  Don't worry, just keep chanting...."all good...all good"... because.....you just might have to share your cider or build the worlds largest toiletry.

All good!

Soreness is a state of MINED

Coffee, Sunshine, more coffee!  I've got roofers' legs and thinking about scheduling some dig'n time with my son. (is that masochism in disguise?) As the Sun is breaking through the morning mist I write with extreme intent to deliver NOT a single sound word of advise.  Mainly draw upon the spirits, but nevertheless, from the heartbeat.  Lately, we have all been on the edge of our seats wondering where the radio announcer is going to takes us. Music sounds, economy, state of war, political state and all the other blah, blah, blah chatter that makes the Knob on the radio seem ever so close at hand.  Thank God I've got that choice, right?  I've sat long periods of time waiting for the Knob to go fuzzy and all of a sudden a voice comes over the waves and remarks "hey, I have no story to tell, just relax and enjoy your life."  Have you ever noticed that every song, news statement or anything on the radio for that matter, is just some other spirit trying to get his or her story or opinion through to you?  Since some of us are memorex's on steroids, yes, even us half-timers sometimes can't get that Steely Dan song (you know the one that goes over and over and over...) out of our head.

So, let's all steer back to non-boredom.  Give life a run for it's money!!  I will leave you with my quip of the day.... "It's OK to leave the knob wide open."  "It's OK to jeer a stubborn lullaby."  It's OK to leave the Mac truck on it's path."  Just make sure it's "all-good!"   And lastly, get out and give that back and shovel a good constructive work out!  If you have nothing to build or dig, then by God, find a neighbor, bring a hammer, and ask how you can help.  I guarantee your time will not be wasted and you will feel like a million bucks!!! (on the third day)
 
SUN!  ...and coffee! 

Directives

Happy you're here!!  I will set some tones and backgrounds for the next go-around.  First, let me say, you are not alone and some business is in order.  For those of you that are new to "Fireside with Mr. Mustang" I will invoke a little humor in saying that I write with the intent of adventure.  My spirit has always been restless for amusement and excitement.  Ask anyone that rubs shoulders with me and they usually retreat in saying "RUN AWAY TRAIN..."  Oh, I've pissed a few spirits off in this life but only on the reasoning they were uninformed as to which direction I was heading and I had a wider tread.  But, what if my tread was made of cotton?????  And, what if it was an unintentional bruising tread?  Ya, you could say the other way around holds true but really, the ones' that have the hardest tread are the ones' that are denser in spirit and always is the cause of friction in the long haul.  I always imagined I was riding on air (with strings attached).  But, to be fair, all genes are not perfect fitting.  Heck, I've never squeezed a pimple in my life.  Lucky you say?  THAT'S what I'm here to find out.  No, not how to squeeze a pimple, just the reason why someone else has the need to.  I watch in dismay my granddaughter pick her nose.  I ask her, "does it taste good?"  Can't envision it does but I don't ask why my puppy dog Molly eats calf poop.  It must taste good....to her.

Now, I know you're asking, what the hell are you talking about.  Boogers, calf poop, pimples.....  WHAT I'm talking about is everyone has the right to sense their own adventure.  Right, wrong or indifferent, everyone will.  That's the quest.  Find out if it is BETTER.  Don't take their word for it.  But, I would advise to limit your adventure tasting to...say....a specialty cheese instead.

Grocery store.....Tomato Basil Formaggio, Oh Yea!

Flow........ where?

Flow- (Wiki) "is the mental state of operation in which a person in an activity is fully immersed in a feeling of energized focus, full involvement, and success in the process of the activity. Proposed by Mihály Csíkszentmihályi, the positive psychology concept has been widely referenced across a variety of fields." (thanks wiki and Mr. C...)

OK??? Since my overall goal is to provide an out-of-the-box adventure in life and to inspire my loved want-nots', I will embrace the structure of KISS(keep it simple stupid) (keep it short and simple) while guiding you to hot spots of adventure.  Without being too repulsive or obtuse, just plain old "from the heart" I offer followers a view of life that, I believe, is well sought and not yet understood.  Remember, this is just a mid-life view.  Maybe some rose colored attributes along the way but all in all, the reasoning behind my efforts are not the mere monetary.  Although, I have several individuals that surround me with the need for basis, I continue my search(and need) for enlightened souls of a different color.  Oh Budda, where are you now?  OK, OK... individuals that are wanting more out of something that they know is there but feel the mainstream(flow) is full of crap!!!   If you want examples, email me or quit reading my blog!!!  You either know what I'm talking about or you get the sense you are in the "flow" and reaching for the hand of adventure.  And, for those of you that are passionate for life, open minded, strong heart, sore backed, life with no side effects, touch without touching.......you have come to the right place.  A place where your advertised soul can hide.  Get it yet?

FLOW of the SPIRIT!!!   What brought YOU here?

Rules and Regulations

So here's the beef.  I have set up this blog(reluctantly at first) for those individuals that suffer from boredom, fatigue, restlessness, weightedness, memory loss, short-sighted vision, moths in the wallet, skidded shorts, and all that contest the fact WE ARE ALL in need of a venue change.  "If not for the wise and uncharted, there would be no frolic."  C.Reeves, et al

Let's make this simple and to the point.  This might just be a volume of scrip for myself but in the haps ones' do find their way to frolicking this blog, please feel free NOT to respond.  That is what emailing is for.....(please?)  Instead, I will email you my snail address to send donations of pander.  In a good sense of course.  And, all donations go to my beginner farmer's fund. 

As always,
Mr. Mustang

It's a start

So, you say you know of no "methods of madness?"  Welcome to BLOGGING!  What's nice is you can choose your conversations AND friends.  The fact remains that we are social beings and there's no way around that fact.  For those of you that truly know me; I am forced to digress:)  So, get ready!  Grab a cup of jo and enjoy what the gods have prepared for us.......Blogging with Mr. Mustang.....with by back against a warm hearth.

Mr. Mustang