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Dora's Corner: +Self-Indulgence: ...Have You Any Dreams You'd Like to Sell?

...Okay, so the song goes: "...have you any dreams you'd like to sell?"
I ponder this, to whom/which lover was Stevie Nicks referring to, as if we need ask...of course, it was Lindsey Buckingham himself for whom the beautiful lyrics and song ("Dreams") were written.
If she was asking her lover (ex-lover) to sell her his dreams so that she could better understand him, then I can definitely understand her.  I can understand all too well how she was feeling.  I, too, wish that a certain person would have sold me his/her dreams so that I could better understand him/her.  But, oh, that was long ago...actually, not that long ago...the person is my muse of late.  I would give anything for the sweet, beautiful person to sell me his/her dreams.  To know the person, well, it might actually not only help me to know and like the person better, but perhaps, the person could know me and like me as much as I do.  Reciprocate, reciprocate, reciprocate...
My own dreams, the ones that could come true, are delayed, and perhaps even dwindling, because each day that my emotions and feelings are not properly addressed, I am left haphazardly alone and sad and in wonderment of "what could be."  It is a sad state-of-affairs in which I currently dwell and reside.  I wish I could tear at the very fabric of myself to find the me who was ecstatically happy, somewhat fancy-free, and steadily secure...until that glance.  
The glance that saw me crash into an invisible wall; the glance that made my knees fold; the glance that left me unable to breathe; the glance that made my heart skip a beat unlike any arrhythmia that my chest has been put through; the glance that has made my words turn awfully corny.  The one special, phenomenal, beautiful glance that I began, and you answered, on that awesome and unforgettable Tuesday morning.  I glanced your way, bid you fare salutations, you replied, and further added that the morning "was cold."  I heard your sweet voice, and I looked back...then thunder struck...the glance...the glance...the glance.  I glanced your way, and my heart you took.  Oh, the pain of it all.  I remain in an ambiguous, beguiling, and love-struck world...never knowing, never knowing, never knowing.  Should I tell you, perhaps hidden is how my feelings should be left...no one gets hurt except my need to be with you.  What to do, what to do, what to do...

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Self-Indulgence: Days of Wine and Roses: A REGEDIT FIX!

Days of Wine and Roses

One of the things that I love to do, when I have the time, is to watch old movies on TCM.  It is a reward to myself especially after a tiring and trying day/week; a moment of unadulterated, self-indulgence, if you will.

This a.m. I was up early as usual, but I had to perform some dire updates/maintenance on my HP desktop.  During my early morning maintenance ala fix-the-damn-system, I made myself take a deep breath, turn on the tele, and watch an old movie starring Jack Lemmon and Lee Remick.  The movie was “Days of Wine and Roses,” and it was also the muse for today’s title post.  I had to do something to get myself away from the computer so that I could focus on the issue then develop a proper fix later.  Plus, I had to forget the awful experience I had last night with the MS technician who tried (in vain) to help me restore my MS Office 365.  The tech was friendly, but not very knowledgeable, and needless to say…she did not help with my 365 issue.  So, I had to plan to wake up early this day in order to fix the issue on my own.  I had to run my comp in safe mode, create a system restore point then run it, manually uninstall/install (no RevoUninstallar) MS 365, then  I had to use the property data files of some software programs that I installed as a college course-related beta-project, to fully uninstall those cumbersome and (negatively) infectious software programs and apps.  Yeah, I used their own property data to get them the f--- out of my registry and system.  THEN… I had to manually fix the regedit.exe (registry) in order to properly reset and assign default associations to certain programs (i.e. MS Word.doc).  It was a handful to jot down, can you imagine actually having to perform each and every single action. 

Anyhooowwww…

The movie I mentioned just had me shaking my head for most of the duration, and I kept uttering the word “disgusting” to myself – sometimes out loud.   The synopsis of the legendary movie with the legendary troupers: a young couple happen to meet by chance (isn’t that how all romantic movies begin? LOL!); they have a misunderstanding; they fall deeply, madly in love (is there any other kind of love in CINE?); they get married (“boy gets girl” and vice versa – thank-you!); they, of course, have a baby; they develop marital issues (they should have) that stem from the booze that they both equally love; they separate (the separation is not shown, but rather is implied by time-elapsing sequences); then as one tries to get sober, the other does not even want to try; lastly, the movie ends with you kind of pitying one person in the failed relationship but feeling disgusted with the other; for certain, one feels badly for the child.  Don’t get me wrong, through-out the entire movie there is equal disgust for the couple, but at the end of the movie, you can at least forgive the one who is trying to change for the sake of the child among other obvious reasons.  It was a good movie - as always, thanks TCM - for the wonderful movies of days long past.  In conclusion, the movie serves as a reminder of how good things still are no matter how bleak they may appear on any given day or moment.  At the end of the day, at least life is not as mucked up as the lives of the two nutcases in the movie. 

To paraphrase the words of one Rain Man…”it was definitely, definitely” 3 out of 5 stars.

Self-Indulgence: Being Successfully Wise or Wisely Successful!

"Along with success comes a reputation for wisdom." ~ Euripides

It's just a simple quote to ponder today as we try to stay warm.  As soon as I came home from another eventful day at college, I read and wrote.  One of my favorite things to do is to get organized, so yeah, I am overkill in that department.  But it is okay (for me) because it keeps me busy, and it makes me better at my job and with my college work.  
The ability to be organized is one of the examples, quizzas, that Euripides was referring to in his aforementioned quote.  If so, hooray for me.  J.K. However, I still procrastinate - so no one come out with ribbons or prizes for me because I have my faults; many faults.  
As I touched upon regarding the weather, it has been a little chilly for the last two days, but not too bad.  I have pulled out my leather jacket and worn it only because the wind has been prickly and the wind chill has been contemptuously beating down on one's skin ; ominous weather to come, that is for certain.  
I believe that the weather (more like "whether") forecasters are touting the fact that another cold front is fast approaching our area, thus making it cold for the next few days.  To that comment and to that idea, I say: "bring it on, Windy and Gus!"  Windy for the harsh winds that blow from her belly, working ever so passionately and arduously to get all the attention that she can because her time for swagger is quick and abrupt.  I often tell my 20 year old niece that Windy is never invited to events, yet...there she is.  As for Gus, well, Windy is the nemesis to Gus.  Gus's soft winds are quiet and shallow and lesser traits of this mellow zephyr.  While the almighty Windy blows vast amounts of strong winds, Gus is timidly blowing soft spurts of nothingness.  
Oh, do not ask what that was about...I am entitled to moments of "WTF!"