WHO LET THE GOATS OUUTT ??!!!!

.... one of the lovely subjects that fascinates me...

as well as other people

Milla painting Mori Point in Pacifica

like these students who stopped by and
who seem to have the cultivated tastes
as Morisot, Cassatt and the other 
great women artists ...

Kalea and Tom doing a finishing touch to my painting

while a fellow artist and I were

plein airing in Pacifica last Saturday...

hang glider making a touch down 

is creating art...

Sometimes one's future 

is influenced

by sheer exposure...

who knows they might pick

the arts..

instead of law, medicine.

psychology or philosophy...

or whatever...

another subject equally intriguing...

is that man might be replaced by

computers...a thinking that

dates back in the 

decades following

the beginning of the
space race....

Industry leaders

in the computer tech

at the time...

caused a lot of social angst

and eventually workers

were displaced by

computers.

...as we, "fast forward",

a term originally used

in the recording industry

when magnetic tapes

were used for tape recorders,

meaning to skip and jump

to the current recording cut,

 yes, you guessed it right!

...in a fast forward mode,

now an adopted term

to mean from past to present...

man is faced with

the greater possibility

of "really" replacing

himself with his own creation...

IA-an artificial intelligence...

Some people think this is absurd.

But just the same, the idea is

intriguing enough that action had to be taken

to prove that it can be done...

starting with robots that

are empowered with pea-

sized brains...  

Luckily, for some lower forms

of animals, they don't have
the fears that humans suffer from.
...getting replaced
by computers 
is non existent...
Walt Whitman and Alvin Toffler, were they alive today...
would have told our modern society
"I told you so..."

As the dry season is starting

a little early, some

are taking the extra precaution

of minimizing the risks of 

brush fires....

by employing goats to graze on

backyards with

 tall grasses...

when the computer age

makes its full circle...

you can bet 

some would rather 

be goats...

mheeeehh !!!!

Thats all folks!!!

jt

jussstt like that....

....one thinks Spring has sprung....

but the weather lately tells me

First responders standing by...on Great Hwy

summer snucked in like a 

stolen kiss was felt....

such is the weather....

too unpredictable...

it's a game of hide and seek

fog on hwy 35

between the warm sun

and the gliding cool fog

that tries to cover

this piece of real estate

on the planet ....

San Francisco

what do we know about the weather?

the meteorologist thinks

relatively plenty...as opposed to

years ago when tech was run by the

neanderthals...

the crossing on Sloat/Great Hwy

Last weekend, city folks ran to

the beaches, clogging

Hwy 35

highway 1 going south 

all the way to Santa Cruz...

but the smart ones

stayed to enjoy the 

80's hot weather

sand dunes... great hwy at sloat

at the 3-mile-stretch beach

along the Great Highway...

like moths attracted to 

the fire, people are

instinctively

attracted to the beaches...

beach near the Cliffhouse

when the heat

roasts their brains

like eggs in

a frying pan...

who knows

what the cerebral

will trigger

behaviorwise...

Rip current warning sign board

some went to the nearby lake merced

two people at lake Merced

to sit it out and meditate...

Meditating at lake Merced

or hack it out at the golf course....

Golfers at the Harding course

but all that ends well

with clean fun

is great!

Perhaps another such weekend 

is in the offing...

sunset at 10 before 8pm

and it's something to look forward

to as well as 

remember...

that's all folks!

jt

INTERLUDE

...quietly, by intention or not, interludes happen...

california st at taylor

and when they do, they, sometimes, present

themselves in a surprisingly pleasing fashion...

golden gate bridge view from fort mason

however. when they end up, 

they could  be

naggingly devastating

if not plain disappointing.

boats in half moon bay after typhoon

... in the course of our daily lives

in what ever walk and/or station in life, 

one encounters

an interlude...

city hall ( in the center)view

a calm response is the safest way to go...

as it is in most situations,

for when the 

undesirable comes,

 it is buffered...

it can be likened to the middle gear

which affords one the flexibility

of down or up-shifting...

classic car

over-reacting raises the expectations

and causes deeper stresses or even 

panic, when hopes for a big finish

don't come into fruition...

breakfast table

take any endeavor whether it's

in the field of art, philosophy, romance,

law. politics or business...

it behooves one

rocky 

to have the benefit of

the ability to switch on

either side of the T-balance...

if one were to avoid the

thrust of penetrating

pain should the unexpected

happen.

rocky at lake merced park

Don't you ?!!!

jt

rhythms of life....there are such things...

.... in typical moments....

they run unnoticed and matters that  matter 
are assumed

cruising smoothly and declared normal...

Montara light house shot by a close friend

breathing is a specific example

that we don't question...

getting a job after college life is another...

then perhaps getting into a relationship

and having a family and on and on 

as we run the course of life...

fox at sharp park

until a wanna be Socrates/ Delilah starts 

stirring the helm or
you, yourself does the 
mis-step...

and the "buts" start coming to the fore...

what appears to be normal is now

suddenly under the shadow of

"not so..."

bluejay at lake Merced

such is the rhythm of life....

one moment it is simple.....
and the next complicated... 

and vice versa...

where we are or where you are

without rhythm ....

 your

life-cruising 

could be in jeopardy.

rooster in Baguio 

when a spike of irregularity occurs...
effecting a disruption of normal
life activities...
it is not, as far as i am concerned, 
without a cause...
though

some believe that these irregular events 
that are taking place
in spontaneous fashion...
are purely accidental...

this POV is usually a position
taken when cerebral
function is conveniently
paralyzed...

Canadian geese at lake Merced

if one is sensitive enough to notice 

what is happening

around ....

one would be able to explain the

 discomfort that

irregularity brings ...

what do you then do?

cow at the conservatory of flowers

Nothing! really, perhaps nothing!
How can one figure out or 
at best anticipate what is coming.
Symptoms of discomfort
can be felt ...
 then...
and only then
does one start wondering
and realizing 
that something is happening...
that's the only signal you've got
to start reacting or counter-reacting.

I say this for I had the experience
on the physical dimension...
it trickled down to my psyche
and i had confusion...
I had to slowly revert back to my 
usual habits in order to normalize
matters.
I had to go back to playing 
the guitar, playing golf,
catching up with my
readings and other activities.
And they almost have to 
be done in the same sequence
with time proportions
that I was once used to.

fox at Sharp park

So folks, if by any chance you 
had to toy around with your own
rhythm, take the cautious
step of not breaking
the measures too fast
or in hasty skips.

that's all folks!

jt