Saturday rhymes with Monterey

A Saturday afternoon walk inspired by Karen ^..^

"It's a fabulous place when the tide is in, a wave-churned basin creamy with foam... But when the tide goes out the little water world becomes quiet and lovely."

John Steinbeck
Cannery Row

Welcome to Cannery Row... Monterey, California

Red or white?

Birds enjoying the sun... sailboats in the background

Vintage signs on sale

Maybe I should have gotten a reading?

Harbor seals sunbathing on shore

Green Gables Inn

Kayaking in the Bay

DOH!!!

Beautiful Roadster stain glass window

California Cypress

Monterey Bay Aquarium

The end of a day in Monterey

jb and The Brain, Act III

just bob (jb): I made it through the week, no thanks to you
The Brain: Sorry, things up here are sort of in disarray
jb: Well, it's Friday afternoon and we survived
The Brain: Yes we did, thanks for bearing with me
jb: Are things get sorted out up there?
The Brain: It's a little better than before, but no where near fixed
jb: Is it the big stuff or the little stuff?
The Brain: The little stuff kind of got out of control and woke up the big stuff
jb: And all hell broke loose right?
The Brain: Yeh. I've learned to move the big stuff around to keep everything at least running
jb: But the little stuff was taking up those dark corners?
The Brain: Something like that
jb: And the system broke down?
The Brain: Something like that
jb: How long until it gets fixed?
The Brain: You know it will never get fixed, but at least some things are working again

jb: Can I change topics?
The Brain: Sure, what's up?
jb: How did you keep from not completely blowing up this morning?
The Brain: You know I almost did, but I sort of just gave up
jb: Gave up?
The Brain: I can't care anymore. Right will always be wrong.
jb: It frustrates you doesn't it?
The Brain: Immensely
jb: Did that long walk help?
The Brain: Oh yeah, sorry about sending all that adrenaline your way.
jb: How much longer can you take this place?
The Brain: I'm not sure which of us will break down first, but we'll cope and survive as long as we have to
jb: Is it ever going to get better here?
The Brain: No. It won't improve. I'm cutting my losses and giving up trying.
jb: Should I too?
The Brain: No. I need you to take care of yourself. Once I get us out of here I'll need you in good condition
jb: I'm not getting on a treadmill
The Brain: I'm not asking you to, just put down the Doritos bag would you?
jb: Can I start after the game Sunday?
The Brain: Sure, after the game is fine.

jb: One more thing?
The Brain: Sure, then let's start the weekend.
jb: Can you believe all of those things our blogging friends have been doing for you?
The Brain: I'm really embarrassed.
jb: The concern, the quotes, the advice, and the offers have been overwhelming
The Brain: It touches me too.
jb: They've never even met us
The Brain: But they know us a lot better than anyone else out here
jb: I can tell they really care
The Brain: It's been a long time since anyone cared
jb: They're good people
The Brain: I hate always being so negative around them. I must sound like a whiner.
jb: I think they understand
The Brain: Maybe things will be normal again someday
jb: Let's hope so.
The Brain: Go ahead and have another Dorito... the weekend is here.

Words

Thanks to all who have left many nice, comforting, and supportive words on my previous post. At some point I'll be able to respond to each of you individually. Please know that your comments mean a great deal. They are the first thing I read in the morning, and the last that I check before going to bed.

I know that all of you have your own life struggles which are much more important than mine. In the grand scheme of things, my troubles pale in significance. They began many years ago, and they will cast their shadow for years to come. I can only hope that the sun will rise high in the noon time sky and shorten the shadows for a brief moment.

I used to...

I used to anticipate playing golf... now I can't be bothered
I used to enjoy the challenge of cooking... now I make something easy and fast
I used to have plenty of blog ideas... now I have nothing to share
I used to look forward to work... now I'd like to curl up and stay in bed forever
I used to have a spirit for driving and exploring... now I go where I need to
I used to care how I looked and felt... now I don't
I used to try more things... now I don't have the energy or desire
I used to dream... now I just sleep
I used to have desire... now I have melancholy
I used to go out... now I keep to myself
I used to want to write a book... now I can barely form a sentence
I used to be uplifted by music... now it is just background noise
I used to have confidence... now I am full of uncertainty
I used to wish for someone in my life... now I want to be alone
I used to think better times were ahead... now I settle for not so bad
I used to have a place in this world.

Adios Paco

Adios Paco... you will be missed by all your friends and fans.