My Stream of Thought

Welcome to my mind

Andre Woodsinger — Wed, 24 Mar 2010 15:37:48 +0000

Greetings.

It has been a long time since I last updated this blog.

The main reason is that I just have not done it. There are too many distractions pulling on me.

Right now, there are women sitting nearby talking about disabled people. They are actually the people that care for the disabled. Those that spend time with them.

Mid Day – McDonalds

Andre Woodsinger — Wed, 15 Jul 2009 16:49:00 +0000

I have dropped the females at the pool. I am here, trying to get things straight.
Reviewed my insurance on line with Geico, the lizard. He was everything was straight!
More nosier than usual. People eating. Black people can be loud when they get together. Shouting this and than. And they use the ‘N’ word without regard to others around them. They can, I can’t. Why is that? I am not black, but they do not get offended if they call each other that. But I can’t? I just don’t understand. Even Harold uses the ‘N’ word. He tries not to when there are withies around.
Now, onto other subjects. There may be trouble in the future boiling on the horizon. I hope not, but there may be. The middle son needs to learn responsibility, as does the one on the left. I must draw a line somewhere, and it has to be soon.
It is still sunny outside. A view clouds moving in from the west.
12:21 PM

Morning – Home

Andre Woodsinger — Tue, 14 Jul 2009 17:18:27 +0000

I did not have to get up this morning. I did not have to take Harold to the YMCA. I did not waste my time anyway. I took care of a personal item.
I am having a cup of coffee. Athena and Luna are having muffins.
Today he must be a day that’s something gets accomplished. It has to be.
This is a hand written entry, it woops better when down.
Art complained even though I was trying to help out. From now on I am not supposed to help out. new-line
I am not sure of which direction I should take, I am not sure which actions I should take, I am not sure where I need to go. What it all boils down to is I’m not sure
Proper grammar is very important when writing. When you are trying to communicate with another person proper grammar is important. When you’re writing like this, which is more list just my thoughts, it is not. I am not trying to convey or express anything other than my thinking process.

Mid morning — McDonald’s

Andre Woodsinger — Tue, 14 Jul 2009 17:17:08 +0000

Yesterday is gone, all that we have is today. Tomorrow when it comes it is today. As the old saying goes, tomorrow is just a future yesterday.
I work at the Y. for two hours this morning. Then I picked up Harold and dropped him off at the YMCA. After that I went home changed clothes and took Becky to the zoo. I then came here, because I could think of no other place to go that was close enough. I thought about Panera Bread, but I knew by the time that I got there all the good seats would be taken. The same would apply with Starbucks, and, their coffee is too expensive. Someone needs to open up a good Internet coffee shop close to my house.

Sunday morning — YMCA

Andre Woodsinger — Tue, 14 Jul 2009 17:10:15 +0000

Another week has begun, and the question is will I get anything accomplished this week?
I procrastinate way too much. I waste too much time playing video games. I waste too much time doing any other thing rather than writing. I know what the answer is, I know what the solution is, I know how to fix the problem. The answer to all those questions is the same: stop fooling around and write.
See, so far I have wasted most of the morning. I went outside to pick up trash, which is why I am here in the first place, I did my laundry and now Dillon is here. I cannot talk to my computer where there is someone around because they hear me. Some times, that is ok, but not today.

Mid Day – McDonalds

Andre Woodsinger — Tue, 14 Jul 2009 17:09:12 +0000

A different MD. I am currently at the one by the old wal mart, at Old Hickory Blvd and Nolensville Road.

I am listening to Hemi-Sync, and trying to download stuff from the net. I thought it might work, but the speed is slow.
Today is Todd’s birthday. We are going over to do something. We shall talk game stuff and maybe make characters. Not sure yet.
I have to pick up Jim on the way over. He needs a ride.
Today is Saturday. Normally, we have a game. By game, I mean Role Playing. Of some sort. We, we are not children anymore. But what harm does it cause?
I do not think it causes any harm.
My mind is drifting. It has been to a hospital and several other places. I need to bring it back to where I am, not where it wants to go. But then again, if it goes to those other places and brings me back a report, what is wrong with that?
It is drifting because of the music? The Hemi-Sync? It could be. Because it is very relaxing. It can talk you to places that you need to go, and it can take you to places where you should stay away from. Only your ku knows where it is going to go.
Fat Mexican women. Baby factories. They want to have as many children as they can, since the we the tax payer pays for them while they are here. Do we feed them and cloth them? I wonder about food. Peanut butter! Bread. Cook out? Dinner? What is going to happen? Where are my books.

Morning – McDonalds

Andre Woodsinger — Sun, 12 Jul 2009 15:38:58 +0000

I was going to write at home, but Becky was still in bed and the girls were running around. I could not concentrate, so I came here. I purchased a medium coffee and two sausage biscuits.
Currently it is cloudy. It has been raining. So I do not know if we will go to the pool today.
Today is Todd’s birthday. July 12. Today he is 42. I think we are going to his house this afternoon. By we I mean the guys. Steve is out of town. He went to Florida on a diving trip.
Today seems off for some reason. Uncertainty, unsurely, opaque.
But let not your hearts me troubled. Here he comes. I’m here sometimes and sometimes I’m not. Not much that’s good.
Soon I will need to check on people. To see what the plan is, to find out what’s going on.

Mid Day – McDonalds

Andre Woodsinger — Sun, 12 Jul 2009 15:37:59 +0000

A different MD. I am currently at the one by the old wal mart, at Old Hickory Blvd and Nolensville Road.
I am listening to Hemi-Sync, and trying to download stuff from the net. I thought it might work, but the speed is slow.
Today is Todd’s birthday. We are going over to do something. We shall talk game stuff and maybe make characters. Not sure yet.
I have to pick up Jim on the way over. He needs a ride.
Today is Saturday. Normally, we have a game. By game, I mean Role Playing. Of some sort. We, we are not children anymore. But what harm does it cause?
I do not think it causes any harm.
My mind is drifting. It has been to a hospital and several other places. I need to bring it back to where I am, not where it wants to go. But then again, if it goes to those other places and brings me back a report, what is wrong with that?
It is drifting because of the music? The Hemi-Sync? It could be. Because it is very relaxing. It can talk you to places that you need to go, and it can take you to places where you should stay away from. Only your ku knows where it is going to go.
Fat Mexican women. Baby factories. They want to have as many children as they can, since the we the tax payer pays for them while they are here. Do we feed them and cloth them? I wonder about food. Peanut butter! Bread. Cook out? Dinner? What is going to happen? Where are my books.

Afternoon -McDonalds

Andre Woodsinger — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 21:05:17 +0000

It is the middle of the afternoon. I could not choose where to go so I decided to go to McDonald’s. In the way of choices I have few. I cannot stay at home because it is too noisy and the people argue too much. So I must get away from them.
Sometimes I get really confused when I see people. I cannot place them I do not know who they are.
Racially I mean. Sometimes you can see it, other times you can’t.
I pray that in the grand scheme of things that Jerusalem has peace.
Now I remember why. Dragon has an error, which I cannot find.
I did some research. I deleted all of the users, and reinstalled one. This may take care of the error.
The chair here is actually a stool. It is too high for me to comfortably sit in.
Drifting. I need to stop. It is a waste of time.
Someone Somehow placed an order for voice mailbox. They had my phone number and was going to bill the charges to it. Becky saw the e-mail and we corrected the problem.
I will be taking Luna and Athena to the YMCA in a little bit.
I have been working with writing commands for Dragon. I’m trying to remember how to do it. I actually own a copy of Dragon professional.
New OneNote Page
New One Note Section
And that is why Dragon is better than Microsoft voice-recognition.
I have to pick up the children around 4:30 p.m. and convey them to the YMCA. There they will partake in their daily rituals of play if nothing else to get them out of the house and away from the other adults who tend to act like children.

Afternoon -McDonalds

Andre Woodsinger — Thu, 09 Jul 2009 20:21:46 +0000

It is the middle of the afternoon. I could not choose where to go so I decided to go to McDonald’s. In the way of choices I have few. I cannot stay at home because it is too noisy and the people argue too much. So I must get away from them.
Sometimes I get really confused when I see people. I cannot place them I do not know who they are.
Racially I mean. Sometimes you can see it, other times you can’t.
I pray that in the grand scheme of things that Jerusalem has peace.
Now I remember why. Dragon has an error, which I cannot find.
I did some research. I deleted all of the users, and reinstalled one. This may take care of the error.
The chair here is actually a stool. It is too high for me to comfortably sit in.
Drifting. I need to stop. It is a waste of time.
Someone Somehow placed an order for voice mailbox. They had my phone number and was going to bill the charges to it. Becky saw the e-mail and we corrected the problem.
I will be taking Luna and Athena to the YMCA in a little bit.