E-Pocket Meeting is on Amazon

E-Pocket Meeting will help those recovering from alcoholism to run an AA meeting.  Meetings are one of the keys to success in recovery.  But the day comes when it is up to us to run a meeting with none of the regular documents at hand.  E-Pocket Meeting is the solution.  With E-Pocket Meeting on your phone, you will be ready,…

What is the Zen-Toidal State of Quantum Entanglement?

When Zen Meditation, Altoids® and Quantum Entanglement meet one arrives in the Quantumly Entangled Zen-Toidal State.  I guess a breakdown of these terms and thoughts is in order. Zen is the Japanese term for the principle of dhyāna in Buddism which is the practice of meditation especially sitting meditation.  The idea is to suspend all judgmental thinking and let words,…

Searching for Love in all the Wrong Places (Recreational Vehicles and some thoughts)

  “Smoke smell never goes away,” I say after being asked about how to pick an RV.  Of all the things I focus on when asked that question, that is the most important if you are a non-smoker.  Followed by, “Rent first.” The option to that is what I did, I bought one very cheap ($300) so if it failed…

The Solution to my K-Cup® Delemma.

The dark roasted, strong, freshly made coffee is filling my nose with it’s ‘morning is going to be just right’ smell.  Akemi’s light roasted, regular strength coffee is making as I sip mine.  We struggled for years across the light versus dark, strong versus weak divide, her forever making too-weak coffee and me forever making too-strong coffee.  We bought a…

RV Water Tanks

The weirdest things about recreational vehicles of most sorts are the water systems.  This is mostly because it requires management at a minor or major level almost no matter how one uses their RV.  Waste water is ‘one of those things‘ in an RV’ers life. It is the kind of thing that would keep some people out of the RV…

Portland, Maine

“That’s not a nice thing to say,” the woman said.  I laughed out loud, whereupon the party of three looked at me.  I was leaning against the wall on a corner of Commercial Street in the old port area of Portland, Maine watching people.  Usual collection: old, young, singles, groups and families wandered, strolled and walked purposefully past me.  Most…