Return of the Highland Sage

Ok, I'm back!!! Aren't you happy to see me? O, uh what's that, where have I been? I've been visiting friends! What, I have to make a post now? Ok, fine, I do have something prepared though...



Well, I've been away the past week visiting friends, it was most fun! I walked a good six miles in the rain with Michael, just because I could! It's funny, but why is it that when one person is walking in the rain, it's depressing, but when several people are walking in the rain, it's nice to see. I thought that was interesting. The stupid antiques roadshow is playing in the background and making it hard to think strait. Oi. People in the rain. Yeah, it's interesting. While we walked we talked a little about "Boulevard of Broken Dreams", and how the guy is lonely, and he wishes someone would come, but he is willing to wait until they find him. Kinda like in life when you are powerless to change where you are, but you hope someone will move towards you. I dunno. I may edit this in the morning, the stupid TV, I can't think! O well, if you can't beat em, join em. Until next time, this is the Highland Sage, Signing out.

The Life of Dom According to Music

Ok, I came up with something good for a post. So here it is:

You play all your songs on Shuffle, and answer the questions according to the song, its kind of funny

How are you feeling today?
Crazy- Knarles Barkley
yeah, that sounds right

Will you get far in life?
Fly Like an Eagle- Steve Miller Band
I'll take that as a big yes

How do your friends see you?
Blue Clear Sky- George Strait
really?

Will you get married?
Say the Words(Now)- DC Talk
I guess that's a yes?

What is your best friend's theme song?
Dust On the Bottle- David Lee Murphy
wow. That's pretty accurate

What is the story of your life?
Bob- "Weird Al" Yankovic
what more can I say?

What was high school like?
You Can Call Me Al- Paul Simon
wow. That's just odd

How can you get ahead in life?
Superman(It's Not Easy)- Five For Fighting
wow. I guess I have to find the good things in me or something?

What is the best thing about your friends?
River of Dreams- Billy Joel
oooookay. whatever that means

What is in store for this weekend?
Love's Divine- Seal
what the heck?

To describe your grandparents?
Good Riddance(Time of Your Life)- Green Day
whoa. that's interesting

How is your life going?
Who Says You Can't Go Home- Bon Jovi & Jennifer Nettles
interesting again

What song will they play at your funeral?
Should've Been a Cowboy- Toby Keith
that speaks for itself

How does the world see you?
Collide- Howie Day
I have no idea what that means

Will you have a happy life?
Home- Michael Buble
I suppose that's a no

What do your friends really think of you?
The Riddle- Five For Fighting
whoa. am i that perplexing?

Do people secretly lust after you?
In the Light- DC Talk
I'm not gonna say anything

How can I make myself happy?
Rhythm of My Heart- Rod Stewart
go to sea I suppose?

What should you do with your life?
Africa- Toto
does that mean I should be a missionary? Or maybe join the Peace Corp.?

Will you ever have children?
Romulan Ale- S.P.O.C.K.
!?!?!

I hope this doesn't make you think I'm more crazy then I already am...

UFO Tofu

Well, I don't really have much to say today. Yeh. Except that yesterday I saw the best movie. The acting wasn't spectacular. But it was just the best movie. It's called "Facing the Giants". And I also downloaded some more songs from Itunes. Yah. I'll have to put my playlists up when I have more time so you can see what sort of songs I like. That's about it.

I'm a Monopoly Shark

Well, I just won Monopoly for a second time in a row. Got the reds each time. I guess that makes me a Monopoly Shark. But I wouldn't want to play again right now. I think three times in two days is a little pushing it. But, I am on a roll. And I'm ready to rock, oh, I'm in a hurry to get things done, oh I, forget that um sorry. Yeah, that's about it.

Live Long and Prosper. (or)
Die Fast Imposter.

Your pick.

The Highland Sage Strikes Again!

Well, I did something rather sagey today. When we went into Safeway to buy some various items I talked in a Scottish accent the whole time. And people took me seriously! It was great. Well, I think people took me seriously. Anyways, I've always thought that a good Scottish Brogue can make anything sound deftly serious and outrageously funny at the same time. Like the phrase, "It must be burnt!". Imagine a Scottish person saying that! It's just funny if you say it fast, but say it a bit slower it sounds so incredibly serious that you laugh. I shouldn't pick on the Scots though, they rock. I love the Scots! For the clans! Raise the colors! Fix bayonets! Highland Charge!!!! Ok, I'm over it. And now for something comepletely different, a quote from a song I like:

I should've been a Cowboy
I should've learned to rope and ride
Wearing my six-shooter, riding by pony on a cattle drive
Stealing a young girl's heart
Just like Gene and Roy
Singing those campfire songs
Oh I should've been a cowboy!

Well, I've done the camp fire songs. And the stealing of hearts. Well, not really actually. At least for the hearts. But o well. Sages don't have time for emotions. Well, in acuallity we do, but nevermind. Funny, Highland Sages are sometimes indecisive. Or maybe not... Er, wait no yes, um, I'm awesome! Yes. Exactly. Okay. Moving on. Actually, this post is long enough. Or is it...

Pippin/Phantasms

Ok, this post is firstly about my bunny, secondly, about a TNG I watched last night. Firstly, the bunny:

Basically, I have a bunny whose name is Pippin. Galen thought I should have named him Charmont. Cary thinks he's evil. Katie thinks he's cute. And I think he's dumb.(as in intelligence, I like him a lot though) And that's the deal with Pippin the bunny. Ya, that was random, ok, moving right along...

Also, I watched the TNG episode called Phantasms last night. Here's a link to a synopsis: http://www.startrek.com/startrek/view/series/TNG/episode/68622.html
Even thought this episode is slightly on the creepy side, it is one of my favorites. There are also some very good and memorable parts. For instance when Data meets Dr. Sigmund Freud on the holodeck and Dr. Freud says that Data has an unrestrained urge to inflict violence. He then procedes to recommend Data for full psicollogical analysis and says he can fit him in next Tuesday. But this episode got me on thinking, imagining how weird it would be if you could watch other people's dreams by plugging them into a wall and having them sleep. I think that would be cool, though it would be a little creepy too. Especially if you were watching someone's nightmare(but that goes without saying, nightmares are creepy). I wonder who's dreams I'd want to see first...(muahahaha) uh, ya anyways, I guess that's about it ya'll. So until next time, this is the one and only Highland Sage, signing out.

10th Post

Well, this is my 10th post!!!!!!!! WooHoo!!!!! Now what should it be about? Ooh, I know! Or, no. Ah yes, that's an idea! Ok. Here's 10 things that I've done that are decidedly things only sages would do:

I've introduced myself as Alex. (this doesn't count if your name is Alex!)

I've convinced someone my name was Alex. (nor does this one!)

I've composed a song about entitled "The Sea Faring Lassies".

I've attempted to comendeer a boat on a lake not 1 mile wide.

I've acted like an alien field researcher, and people thought I was! (roughly)

I've seen every single episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation.

I've hiked to a hill five miles from my house, climbed it, and came back. (and got lost along the way!)

I've had a half hour long discussion on what would've happened if Darth Maul had killed Obi Wan in episode 1.

I've greeted people at a christmas party will a hearty "Meelad, Majeed!".

I've discussed philosophy for light dinner conversation.

And there you have it! 10 sagey things! yes. Boy, what'll I do when post 100 rolls around? oh boy, I better start now...

Could You Please Direct Me to the Nuclear Wessels?

Well, thing have been pretty average for me in the past few days. Aside from finally burning my Itunes songs to CD and going to a family event(not in any particular order), things have been really normal. Yup, normal normal normal up here in the highlands. Which leads me to ask the question, "Could you please direct me to the nuclear wessels?" It's not that I really want to see one, it's just that I'd like to see something out of the ordinary, and that would be! Aside from that sort of thing, I've also made an important discovery in the past several days. Climbing moderately tall trees and sitting looking down on the world sure can help the mental attitude. Granted, if you haven't got any large climbable trees near by you could probably sit on your roof and get somewhat the same effect. Or maybe not. A dog, a panic, in a pagoda! That's about all I have to say about that.

Nothing

This is the post about nothing. I don't know why I'm posting it, as it has no purpose, though I might think of some use for it. Yub nub. Maybe it's a metaphor for times in your life when nothing is happening and yet things are happening, just not to you. And when nothing happens to you, and you're bored out of your skull, you end up making posts on your blog about nothing. Ya, that must be it. Or maybe not. Boy, that sure boggled the mind.

The Trick to Staying Strange

Just thought I'd say, to be a Sage it takes some modicum of weirdness, an overall strangeness of attitude. And the trick to maintaining this without letting people get you down by calling you names is to take everything as a complement! Whenever someone says "You're weird" you just have to say "Why thank you". Or when they say you need mental help you say "I will take that as a complement". (thanks Galen!) Yep, that's the secret to not losing your marbles. Or maybe not finding them, as it may be! And now an excerpt that just stuck out at me from a song I'm listening to:

In the middle of the night
I go walking in my sleep
Through the jungle of doubt
To the river so deep
I know I'm searching for something
Something so undefined
That it can only be seen
By the eyes of the blind
In the middle of the night

No idea why that part stuck out at me. But I like it anyways.

Edit: I just realized what it is that stuck out about this part! It's like a metaphor for trying to find faith!! Something so undefined is God, and he can only be seen by those who are blind to the world!! O ya, inspiration of the Holy Spirit! Also the in the middle of the night is like walking in darkness!! Wow. That's totally awesome. I feel like singing a hymn now. Anyways, glad I figured that out. Wow. This song means a whole lot more now. I need to listen to it again. Maybe I'll dissect the metaphors in an upcoming post. That would be cool.

Nathan is a Bit Oblivious...

There have been several incidents of Nathan being totally oblivious and making everybody laugh in the past few days, so I thought I'd tell them. So I was sitting the car and was commenting on the had plastic piece in front of me that I would surely hit in an accident. "Man, this is bad," I said, "if we get in an accident I'm toast." After a 2 second pause or so Nathan erupts in the the chorus of "Celebrate Good Times". And I replied with a disgruntled "Well, excuse me!" Then he realized what he had just said and keeled over laughing. The other incident was earlier today when I was discussing cooking with Katie. We were talking about her strange experiments(which I don't care for) and I said "Well at least I never make anything disgusting!". Then Nathan, from downstairs yelled "YEEEEEEEHAAAAAAA BOOM!" And then I cracked up. Hope you just have too =)

Drat Backgammon!

I just got completely walloped twice in backgammon! What a stupid game! Whatever happened to beginner's luck!? I rolled 3 and 1 four times in a row!! I mean seriously, what's with that? O well. Worse things have happened. Sages prefer chess anyways. I'd like to see him beat me at chess. I bet I'd win. So there. And for the record I'll probably continue playing backgammon until I'm better then my opponent. But when you get bad rolls, you can't do anything. I wonder how hard it is to weight dice... Just kidding. Actually, the bit about bad rolls is kind of a metaphor for life really. When you keep getting walloped, the only thing to do is keep playing and hope you get better rolls. Wow, that's cool. I'm pleasant, o ya. And hopefully I'll be more pleasant next time I play backgammon...

MARCH FORTH!!!

Ah, March fourth, the most commanding day of the year. such a good day for ordering troops, or just bossing your minions around. Not to mention you can basically tell someone the date and to go away at the same time! And who hasn't wanted to do that? I mean, really! C'mon, fess up! Fine, fine, be stubborn, you know you want to though. Don't you? I can see that smug little grin, don't think I can't! Oh, sorry, got a bit side tracked. And now, for something completely different, a limerick:

There once was a strange dude named Zach,
Who would constantly sit on a tack,
Then one day he thought,
"What a rotten lot I got",
So instead he sat on a mat.

Okay, so I'm not a Robert Frost or anything, but pretty good for 5 minutes, eh? And with that in mind, I bid you all to take the spirit of that day to heart and MARCH FO(U)RTH!!

Ghost Story

I received this in an email awhile back, and since it has been a main part of my joke and story repertoire.

An out of state traveler was on the side of a road in the bayou of Louisiana, hitchhiking on a real dark night in the middle of a thunderstorm. Time passed slowly and no cars went by. It was raining so hard he could hardly see his hand in front of his face. Suddenly he saw a car moving slowly, approaching and appearing ghostlike in the rain. It slowly and silently crept toward him and stopped.Wanting a ride real bad, the guy jumped in the car and closed the door; only then did he realize that there was nobody behind the wheel, and no sound of the engine to be heard over the rain. Again the car crept slowly forward and guy was terrified, too scared to think of jumping out and running. The guy saw that the car was approaching a sharp curve and, still too scared to jump out, he started to pray and beg for his life. He was sure the ghost car would go off the road and into the bayou and he would surely drown! But just before the curve a shadowy figure appeared at the driver's window and a hand reached in and turned the steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the bend. Then, just as silently, the hand disappeared through the window and the hitchhiker was alone again. Paralyzed with fear, the guy watched the hand reappear every time they reached a curve. Finally the guy, scared to near death, had all he could take and jumped out of the car and ran to town. Wet and in shock, he went into a bar and voice quavering ,ordered two shots of whiskey, then told everybody about his supernatural experience. A silence enveloped and everybody got goose bumps when they realized the guy was telling the truth (and not just some drunk.) About half an hour later two guys walked into the bar and one says to the other, "Look Boudreaux, der's dat idiot what rode in our car when we wuz pushin it in da rain."

Actually, It Could Be the Skates.

Well, I was thinking about ice skating, today,(mostly because I had the opportunity to do some) and the following thought came to my mind. Why, when you fall down, do you blame the ice? It could be the skates. Or it could be the Fred trying to pull your glove out of your pocket and being very adamant in resisting your attempts to get him off of you. (And yes, that did happen to me.) But Freds aside, is it really the fault of the ice or the skate that you fall down? Granted, there may be a crack in the ice that makes you stumble, but you are riding on the skate, and that is what goes out of control when you hit the crack. It's rather curious, and I tend to believe that it is actually the fault of your feet more than the fault of the skates or the ice. But then again, if your feet are responsible, what does that mean for your legs?

Either way you will end up falling when you lose your balance, so I suppose it's one of those things in life where you never know what it's caused by, but it happens anyways, and you just have to overcome it and try again. In life there are three kinds of people, the kind that, when learning to skate fall and get up and try again, the kind that, when learning to skate fall and leave the ice, and the kind that sit on the sidelines laughing at these amateurs falling all over the place. I consider myself to be in all three categories.

Highland Sages Often Tend To Ramble...

Well, hello there little fellow! Actually since I can't see you and don't know who the heck you are I retract that statement. I tend to do that often, talk before I think. Aye, talking can sometimes just come out of the mouth, like a swarm of crazed swamp shrimp startled from the abyss of the swamp. (Where else do you find swamp shrimp might I ask?) Anyways, my name is Dominic, and I'm sure that in time you will come to view me as either a wise guy or a smart alec. This is the place I have designated to put my various thoughts, ideas, opinions, perhaps some book or movie reviews, and maybe even some of the short stories I write to pass the time.
I am, as the name of the blog implies, a self styled highland sage, which means I live somewhere on high land(which, in considering, could be anywhere, as all land is higher then the sea.) and that I often have good things to say, which is the main mark of any good sage. From time to time highland sages are known to ramble, though since I am the first I've met I cannot confirm this with any empirical data. I guess I'll just have to see whether or not that statement is true. So, I hope you will join me for this epic log of not so epic proportions. Or is it a grand tome of minuscule proportions? I can't decide. Perhaps it's a bunch of randomly assembled words. Well no matter! Whatever it is, I hope you enjoy it.