Tapping Into The Power of Mountains

     I don't know if I will be able to write an article that will be good enough to live up to the title of this blog entry, but I will try.
     Of course, Yoda says there is no try.  There is only do, or do not.
     Yoda doesn't know everything, though.  All you have to do is listen to his dialogue in episodes 1-3 to know that Yoda isn't always that smart.  His padawan ended up turning to the dark side.  That would be Dooku, of course.
     Anyway, I can't get into all these people going mountain climbing.  It's dangerous.  Sure, most of the time nothing happens.  No accident at all.  But sometimes, you get stranded up there, with no food or water, and you have to get a helicopter to come rescue you.  That sounds like a whole ordeal.

     I'd rather sit in the cafe, where it is safe.  I don't have to risk losing an arm here.

     I like mountains, though.  They are beautiful.
     They have been the subject of many paintings, and now there are tons of Magic cards based on them.
     Mountains are solid and rock hard.  They provide red mana for burn spells.  They give life to lots of creatures that depend on strength.

     Mountains are old.  They've been there a long time.
     They are a powerful symbol.

     I don't know what it all means, except that if I am on the plains, where it is flat and boring, I sure do wish there were some mountains around. 
     They provide nice shapes for any landscape.

     Anyway, time for a cigarette.

     Two and a half hours just to work on blogs.  Sheez.  I wish I didn't lose the blog I worked an hour on.  It's so unfair, but it happens.  It still sucks, though.

     I'm such a loser for spending two and a half hours on a blog that will take a long time to get anything to happen.  Sheez.

     Guy with tattoos on arms is talking to some other guy.  Seems like decent people.

     While I was outside, I saw two people standing there with their portable electronic devices.  It's a bizarre sight.  People can't forget those devices for two minutes.  They post stuff for people they don't know.  It all results in money some where.  Each click costs something.
     I saw a guy on a motorized bike, which looked cool.  I like all developments with bicycle technology.  They still need to make anti-gravity bikes to make them more like speeder bikes, though.
     I saw another guy who looked like he spent way too much time trimming his beard.  He was wearing shorts, which is not always a good idea when riding your bike.  One fall and it is skin against pavement, and that really hurts bad.  He looked to me like he was a gay man.  I hope he is happy.
     It doesn't bother me if somebody is gay or not.  It is none of my business.  I got tired of the cruising and looking in the YMCA locker room.  I quit that place recently after three years.
     Anyway, I hope I can publish this blog.  The internet seemed to go off and then on again.
     I don't like it when I lose my work.  It's a pain.

     I don't know how to tap into the power of mountains.  I'm not much of a mountain climber.  I'd rather sit here in a cafe.

     You know, it really doesn't matter much what I write here.  No one reads this thing, not even me.

     It's hard to think with the chatter going on.

     The city worker is outside sweeping again.  What a job that must be.  To sweep for hours sounds really tedious.  At least he gets to be outside to enjoy the sunshine, and still get paid, so I guess that ain't too bad.  Also, he doesn't have a boss breathing down his neck every five minutes.  That is one of my least favorite things in the world, when a boss does that.  Such a pain.  Makes the job hardly worth it.