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Rise and Dear Demise

Rise and Dear Demise
So that’s that had enough of this already.                 You may be wondering what it looked like all these years? What did I see? What music were we listening to and what were the big events? What was it like from the inside? Maybe even what did you look like? What ideas were on the Rise and which of my various plans met their Dear Demise along the way. So lets answer a few question, I possibly don’t know what you looked like! But that’s what I looked like, look like. Here is the answer to the second question, I saw Penguins. Listening to well not exactly you get my drift though. And this is what its like from the inside. And this is what ended up happening to all those great ideas they reside on this small piece of shiny cardboard in a box in a draw about as useful as any other idea I had along the way. And there we have it all time views  610 views top page ‘The Funky Nomad’, Top Posts ‘And did those Feet’ and well I had hoped ‘Shades of a Blue Orphanage’ would be up there but not too shabby which leads us to the bottom of the table which I can tell you has most of the posts of the last few months sitting there with may be 4 views of which I probably accidentally viewed twice myself, so weeks and weeks of flat histograms in the stats tool, effort to reward disproportionate. And by now all the way down here I am pretty sure no one is still reading. ( My 8 Subscribers stay subscribbed . Thank You) So no I have not had enough of Me of course not I still profess myself to be very interesting and wiseish Dude, just think it might be time to change directions a bit change the focus. Stuff has happened, stuff happens and stuff is a happening. We are happily dropping photo Albums into Flickr see Home Page we have an instagram account and I have learnt to do them Hash Tags and lo and behold some likes and so far I have only posted 3 photos and quite frankly I am very excited and and and I can steer folks this way...

Show the Rod show the Sole

Show the Rod show the Sole
So I know its supposed to be spare the rod spoil the child, and I might have something to say about that but I am not that sort of controversial Blogger. Here in the Canadian Prairies the summer arrives one morning you notice the snow has gone and you leap into the summer and go hell for leather until Labor day which is this weekend. Later today #1 Daughter and myself are off to Elk Island for 2 nights camping and bike riding and buffalo photographing given a chance. It will be all campfire and food and a quick looking forward to the new school year which starts on Wednesday. We are especially looking forward to Steak and Eggs for breakfast and Garlic bread stuffed with herb and garlic cream cheese something we invented on our trip to Jasper to see the Rodeo. ( Not saying we are the first but we have great hopes for it.) So am I trying to make an excuse for my lack of blogging, maybe but I have been busy, my summer blogging schedule  was filled with great intentions, I have stuff on its way, the only problem is that its all beginning to run into the  one year time delay my brain seems to operate. So here is a taster of the fantastic articles to come, now that the summer is grinding to a halt and my big Hawaii  approaches. This is a strange thing I don’t think I look Hawaii on the outside or feel Hawaii  on the inside and as much as I want to be taken seriously I don’t want it to have anything to do with being older. So is Hawaii the new thirty something? Probably! Which leads us to these:- BBQ MOJO :–  The exciting history of the Funky Nomads crazy culinary outside adventure and the loss of the mojo just don’t have the BBQ mojo any more. YESTERDAYS BIRTHDAYS:-    5 O years of reflection. the future self and Premature Immaculation. EURO  83:- The big one and the revelation of the heartless soul. ALL MY WEDNESDAYS :-  A look at the Wednesday club, Sheffield and my complete inability to play football. THINK BIG OR GO HOME:-  A disturbing glimpse into the aftereffects of thinking outside the box. It has not been a completely wasted summer I wielded...

Toast!

Toast!
So panic has set in, the last few days have been truly miserable, spurred on by the Penguins and some suggestion from various Gurus on the interweb it appears that the whole point of a Blog is to have subscribers (who Knew)  by doing all sorts of clever social media marketing and networking you can get some. So I have ordered 100 shiny business cards ( I guess this is an old school solution)  with the blog address on them and and and………..     I didn’t want a bloody blog in the first place, I was trying to do a WordPress website for my photos, and found this template  and well its front page was a Blog format. It had a Flickr feed so I linked that to my 40K feed (got to have content and that’s the only thing I had digitized and ready to go).  I could not make it do what I wanted (WordPress/template thingy) so the only option left was to give up or do what it wanted. So I have a Blog. So what was I to do with a $9.99 a month 150gb web site? And so was born the Funky Nomad  and riseanddeardemise.ca (because the real me is not that exciting on the outside but a legend on the inside.) And everything would have been fine if my head had not exploded  there were Penguins everywhere (I am blaming Wes & Dan for this.) By the time I had all the penguins stuffed back in their boxes with some complaints apparently they are not that keen on standing on their heads. I had a mission and had no intention of shutting up ever again. (her’s me initially thinking I could get away with a hand full of crappy old photos.) The stuff that was on the inside was now on the outside. The slow calcifying death that was my journey to conformity; something I had never done before was beginning to seriously mess with my mental health now that I was trying it for the first time. (being normal that is) I was like Frodo, stabbed with a Morgal blade slowly slipping into the shadow world. Wes and Dan saved the day, it appears  I was right and everyone else was wrong, Teachers, Parents, Society as a whole, the Universe. There...

Facebook Disconect.

Facebook Disconect.
So what? Am I just a cranky old git who does not see the beauty of the wonderful people at and on Facebook?  Am I a teenager escaping parents, schools, teachers, bullies,  cyber-stalkers and other dubious denzines of the book to get all crazy on Snapchat, Instagram,Weheartit, kiki or what ever. No, I am just an aging no-body late to the game; I was late in and late out. ( Oh yes that icon means I have deactivated my face book.) I had thought I was ahead on the curve on this bail out but if the reactions I got in my house were anything to go by I am the last to catch on, like I have only just found out Sliced Bread is a good idea. #1 Daughter has an account not been active for 3 years, #1 Son has an account hardly ever uses it ( I guess it was in action in grade 7 ) My Wife has deactivated both her accounts sometime before Christmas so just bumbling old me. What lead to this Rise and Dear Demise of Facebook accounts in the Funky Nomad household. Well I can only speak for myself and and its not simple, not being one for clarity I did some digging around some self examining, research and what have you and I can say its entirely possible this is not what the Interweb is supposed to be, this is not what social networking is supposed to be  and we can add some familiar names to those first against the wall come the revolution. You can ignore the next bit its a bit of a ramble, disclaimers and that sort of thing. ( Now I feel obliged just to mention, no one is going to actually be shot with bullets etc, its more a call for accountability for  those that trample beautiful things in the headlong rush for mammon or get it wrong in a way that effects the rest of the people trying to participate in life in some sort of meaningful way. As my wise Uncle has mentioned recently don’t be too fast to recommend death for politicians etc . ( The etc is a very long list of which I was about to add a few more.) What I will do instead is throw up some things...

Ho Ho No NaNoWriMo (part 2)

If it was easy there would be no cacophony…… So when all the prevaricating and research and original thinking has been applied and the wailing and gnashing of teeth and venting of spleens has been allowed to die what path comes next. Well it turns out its pretty simple, if you want to be a writer, write. I know it’s not very helpful, of all the tasks I have undertaken it requires the hardest of things; drive from the inside. I have looked for help, for clarity what are the fundamentals that allow you to put pen to paper and write and have found some completely awesome blogs and on line help. I have followed a writer from start to finish for a fist book in the Steampunk . Thanks Literary Giant. Some very awesome no nonsense Fantasy advice from terribleminds. So here I sit typing a Fantasy novel of all things, 17 years of frothing at the mouth from pen and paper to Wordperfect to Word and on to Pages. So many first 3 chapters of really great ideas,(Probably) and thanks Chuck for brutal honesty about the writing game and Profanity Generators of truly awesome expanse I can tell you all to ****—**!!! off you dirigible **** tickling cavity marmots. So what does this fantasy world look like where every theme is a cliche and every middle aged white writers fantasy is derided for youth, ethnicity, gender, geographic relevance and RPG hate, magic systems and other  limitations. I believe you write for yourself first, hopefully you have belief enough that you have an audience and hopefully you don’t start by re-writing someone else’s Fantasy Trilogy. Not that I know anything but its a story whatever genre ( Hate that word) so it probably would not be too hard to figure out stories are character driven. So I started there, will anyone care about him. I hope so, hopefully enough to follow his journey. Gibbous Tyke, now has the responsibly to travel through the world entertaining the reader and hopefully having enough guts to stay alive to the end of a book. I am no different to everyone else who has read fantasy trilogies for ever and ever amen. Should he make it there will be an unending assault on the reader. A Trilogy in four parts no less...

Ho Ho No NaNoWriMo (part 1)

Ho Ho No NaNoWriMo (part 1)
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to one and all. So what does a photo of Me and the Good Lady have to do with NaNoWriMo? Absolutely nothing, unless of course you understand we are all busy doing something else. Now this is not a literary site, my small week of subscribers are made up of friends and family who whether they wanted to or not I have persuaded to subscribe. So other than my good friends Hill and Kim you may have no idea what NaNoWriMo is and why I should even be mentioning it at all. As it happens I only came across it thanks to The Daily Post sending helpful suggestions to us aspiring writer/blogger types. ( Thank you and what the hell did you do that for?) So it goes like this, register with NaNoWriMo and on the 1st Nov you have 30 days to write 50,000 words. Sounds like a pretty good idea, daunting undoubtedly, exciting yes definitely,energizing and harmless? You would think so but you would be wrong. I actually thought well I have been trying to write a book who hasn’t I have three whole chapters, 50,000 words would certainly help. This is where I started to run into problems, not one to go off completely half cocked I decided to do a bit of research, the normal things are there rules to this? What experiences have others had and was there a bit of encouragement out there for so challenging a task. Well Yes and No. Did I register well no, should I have done? No I don’t think so. Will I next year who knows. I think it has a lot to do with where you are at the time. If you like the idea I would recommend doing no research at all and give it a go. I would certainly remember it has little to do with writing that Brilliant, Completed, Shiny automatically publishable Novel you have in your head. What it will do is something I have been unable to do,  generate up to 50,000 words you can use (Probably). Or 50,000 words you were glad you did not use in your novel. If you did want to do research I would try this from terribleminds.  ’25 Things You Should Know About NaNoWriMo’ So what have I...

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