getting there is 1/2 the fun

Inspector Gadget's theme song has no lyrics.

Transformers theme song was written by the same songster.

The Smurfs were a Spanish creation.

Half the motivation for perfecting a post is finding that perfect photo, the right medium to enhance this post Shakesperian pentameter.  I'm 1/2 tempted to photo my self typing this page, wouldn't that be Escheresque; or I could wait till tomorrow and have someone photo me walking a narrow path, arms outstreached to maintain balance, dignity and form like the comely trees.  However, Why should this focus so much on me.  Oh, I know you love me, in spite of all my flaws, and sure I left you high and dry up there in the Rockies or Andes or whatever hills you find yourself in.  But c'mon, you'll get along fine without me, and hey, I'm sure you'd actually like to be here too, right?  Be truthful, you're jealous, and secretly inwardly you're craving this experience.  Okay, I've gone too far, there's no going back now.  I cannot turn this ship around and insert some serious high minded societal critique.  Just stop reading, I'll stop typing, and I'll try to find some silly photograph to insert.  But seriously (as if I could get serious at this juncture), there was only one man in the Garden, ya know?  How slow and dull was that compared to bustling hustlers out here on the main?  These towers are taller than trees, each of them filled to the brim with little Adam replicas.  I've really been thinking, to tell you the truth, about food.  Remember how they ate the apple?  Remember how later they craved leeks and melons?  Samson and Jonathan both had a weakness for honey.  We've all gotta eat.  But what is it about 40 day and nights that starves that craving?  Flesh counts for nothing means something... Something that can't be learned in a garden.  Switching from petrol to rocket fuel is taking a while, but I'll get off this rock sooner or later, just wait and see.  You know the weird thing about vampires?  Especially in the 19th century version, the assistant turned lunatic kept saying, "The blood is the life."  There's truth to that.  It's in Leviticus 17.   And I think that when we turned away from savoring the eternal Bread, we began to eat each other (spiritually speaking), which is what evil spirits do, too.  If we insist on this, like Paul in Galatians says, we'll just devour each other up.   A mad scientist should always experiment on himself first before trying it on others.  So my hypothesis is that we need more than bread for life.  We need words that will never pass away.  My initial contest is to spend less "me time", less time with "friends", and more time with someone closer than a brother.  I'll let you know how it works out.

I'm really going out on a limb here.  I.G.'s lyrics are "do do do do do, Inspector Gadget.... Go, Gadget, Go!"  I'm lying about the authorship of the two songs, I really don't know.  And as far as I know, Smurfs creator's name is Payayo or something like that, so maybe he is from Spain : ?

For the joy set before him

With mine hip forsaken, it crosses the line,

a mad dash to finish first.

Upset the battle within to spurn

a thousand shards of twisted scar.

I am the nail, and none can snatch from Your hand.

Belated Eternity, mops your brow,

sweaty moans in pains understood;

My mother relates, but is not related.

Unless, like a criminal's last breath,

Acknowledge justice's wrath,

and share with me

this broken cup.

Why this course such a challenge to my fragile pride.  First point:  Inside I am torn between silent attention and clamourous cacaphony.  More time to study would be a perfect excuse to avoid the daily tongue in ear dance.  More exposure to tongue lashing would only remind me of the precious time needed in solutidinal study.  There's more to life than finding balance, but I'm becoming mentally imbalanced trying to hear what they say, and saying what they need to hear.  Second point:  I just need to relax a little.  "Calgon, take me away!"  

Today's 2taal is really just a matter of word displacement, and any dislexic unfortunate enough to amble through these ramblings might not win immediate I.Q. points upon finding said slip up. 

1.  Traditionally, insanity or madness is the behavior whereby a person flouts societal norms and may become a danger to themselves and others.

2.  "Deaf and dumb" (or even just "dumb", when applied to deaf people who do not speak) is an fairly recent term that is generally considered inoffensive.

3.  Culture shock isn't a clinical term or medical condition. It's simply a common way to describe the confusing and nervous feelings a person may have after leaving a familiar culture to live in a new and different culture.