On my daily roller blade trip this morning behind the mighty Prince Rhaegar I had an epiphany, well maybe just a thought of sorts. I was thinking, how I like to reminisce about my life and all the people I have known, this, coupled with last nights Imagine bed time middle of night wakeup tour, which involved trying to envision, Richard, ME as I want my life to be, or what the future life and time of one Richard Simeonoff Jr may be…. well not much different, hopefully with less midlife breakdowns, or meltdown, not serious, but just ugly and no fun. I am not sure if getting sick, or thinking sick got me sick, hahah confused yet, that is a journal, written, never to be read by the writer, a lazy mans way to vent, or think, or whatever…

So how did this yellow submarine come to play? I will tell you 🙂  anyway, we all have our thoughts, all up inside our heads, kind of like an underwater yellow submarine, encased, surrounded by massive amounts of water or exterior stimuli, We all live our lives in our heads, everything is up in the damn submarine. How we nurture this is up to us, well mostly, I can never say that and not think about he people from extremes lives, the ones you see with life sentences and pegged as Evil humans, maybe they never had a chance or were incapable of repairing the submarine.  That is extreme, and there are many happy healthy humans, that have not intent on fixing the rudder, but that is not my concern, I have my own yellow submarine, and I am so thankful, that God, or the gods have lead me to improve my thinking. The key word here is Improve, I can without a doubt say my life and my thinking have improved immensely over the years. it has been a many many year process, I think the first thing comes to mind is quitting smoking, this was just a habit, but it also effected my thinking, I can not imagine puffing a smoke these days, that was when I was 22 the last time I smoked a cigarette, I was living, or crashing on my moms floor somewhere in anchorage, she was renting a Condo, or apartment, a 2 bedroom? I was not there long, she and my sister were living there, I was in full drinking mode, except for the attempt to quit drinking and smoking at the same time, I was insured by a book about self confidence, A children book of my moms, which rightly pointed out that I was getting negative attention, but attention by smoking, so I quit and never looked back, or smoked, I did continue my drinking career, I got so drunk could not even remember if I smoked. I do not remember much during this time, not even what I was driving, I do remember a dalliance with a park ranger, or a girl who’s job it was to clean out he porta potties at the state parks, a dirty icky job for sure, but I remember she was very pretty, too pretty to be cleaning out portable outhouses, never saw her again, and I wouldn’t know here if I walked past her in the mall. I lived in anchorage so many years, I see people I recognize all the time, or think I do anyway.

ok enough, let me get back to that submarine, so after thinking this I did what I always do in my journey, I take “moments”  fleeting moments, and look up at the mountains, the green trees, the ring out mountains and hills surrounding our city and just soak it up, all the birds and the bugs, and flowers and trees, all of it..
These moments are just as good as when I think of people in my past,  like adventures with my pops or my mom, we were all pretty close in age, when you think about it, in a human timeline, we are all of the same era,  part of the chain of human life. when I think all this planet offers us, the food, the trees, it is a wonderful thought, so beautiful. I have not renewed my subscription to the great courses yet, been kinda slow on the money front, have not had a construction gig since last years covid, some drafting bullshit, but, that is more of a hassle than a way for me to enjoy making a living, I do not like it for one thing, I do, but the whole problem comes at all the bullshit you can run into. The main reason that I do it, is to be able to do the Construction, I can make money at that, I am fast, and I have been doing it  a long time, continuing to think of better way to do it, and I still have to deal with inspector, but at least they work in the field and not at a desk, paper people I call them. so happy get to build something, getting my gear ready and planning the project, I need to get some trusses ordered, at least some pricing, lots of thinking to do…

O and I did some sleuthing this morning, I do not currently have an ancestry subscription, but there are still ways to find free information. One thing that has been in the back of my mind, was how I was related to the Kashevaroff and Vinberg family, I was not sure, but thought the Vineberg’s was through Don’s first wife, I never paid attention 😉 anyway, no it was through Katherine, she was the Mom of both families, so I did not know I was related to Hulbert and Don, I just thought DJ, I know, unless you know the people, this is all Greek.  it is nice to connect the dots, so my Great Grandmother Ella Baultomoff (fadaoff,   was Katherine’s Aunt.  I really like finding out the paths, to remember our past relatives, gives me a sense of being a part of this whole crazy world we live in. I had been wanting to do a complete family tree, to the old and the current, I am aware most could give  a rats ass, that is the way it is, but that shall not stop me from getting my mission accomplished. it is as fun and it is educational. now I have to find out, how the Vinbers are related to my cousins on my moms side, the Osbornes, my Auntie stella family.  At least I think they are related.. I want to go to the gun show today. we shall see. going to be  tough week, tearing down some masonry structrues and getting the site laid  out, I want to film, let see if I can get motivated.

One last word, I was thinking last night, a good prayer, not for my family for me, but what about a prayer for all of mankind, I know I have had a blessed life, yet I still whine, if the rest of the world had it as good as I had it, we will be alright NOW that gets me thinking of the son “ALL RIGHT NOW ALL RIGHT NOW, ITS GOIGN TO BE ALRIGHT NOW” the optimism of the lord. thankful forgiving and loving, what else can you ask for?