going mobile

I was up at 9 this morning, despite my best intentions to truly sleep til noon, scratching my head at this new phone. It is nice to have but I don't see myself logging on to the net much until I can figure a way to do it without growing old and gray waiting for the pages to load. I think I might plug it in to my comp soon and dump some dead weight like the useless background images that came loaded on here. I also don't plan to take many pics because the camera sucks. but I didn't want to get an iphone with a plan from att-already done it, as Johnny Ringo might say...so sue me, tombstone was on cable yesterday!

CAN astrology help me lose weight?

Can it? I don't know. I checked Tarot.com and they wanted me to sign up for some "book" or other to figure it out.
I think I'm going to stick with my diet and exercise plan. I do know my sign supposedly gets bored quickly and that's true for me-look at this blog for evidence! I got bored after three tries and here I am, back at it. I'll probably swear off in a few weeks again, not to return. What? I'm just bein' honest!
Anyone have suggestions for a nice hotel in Wichita, KS? My bro-in-law is getting hitched up there and we need to make a reservation stat. I was thinking of going big at the Marriott but the last one I stayed in (on the Big Island) really ticked me off because they told us when we got there that we could check out late on our last day because our plane didn't leave until like 10:30 p.m. Then at about 11 a.m. the day we left, they called our room and said we needed to be out of there at noon or else they would have to charge us another day's stay. That sucked. Customer service lesson number 256: If you do a good job the whole time, then screw up at the very end, people tend to remember that and that alone. I don't even know what I liked about the place. Thanks Mitt Romney and Co. for ruining the last of my Hawaiian vacay.
I think I will go watch The Soup and laugh. Because I need a good laugh after this day.

I hear the secrets that you keep

I felt so bad for that nice Canadian on the radio who got bush-whacked by Billy Bob Thornton. And no, I didn't hear about it on Kid Craddick, I'm not even sure what station that show is on.
Anyhoo I watched the Canadian radio station footage online and I'm not writing this one off as B.B. was high, now Joaquin Phoenix, that's another matter. He might have been high. A man can hide almost anything in his beard.
It looked rather like BB was talking in his sleep when he mentioned the "monster" contest entry after being asked about his favorite music as a youngster.
Sounds about like the time I went in to my mom and dad's room scared of something or other late at night and tried to wake my mom up. I grabbed her and she rolled over and mumbled something about "the ice in the suitcase will melt" and I was like "huh? I'm scared" exactly like this Canadian guy responded to Billy Bob. Crazy.
Anyway moral of the story? Get some rest before you appear on air. And for pete's sake, if you are a drummer and you "can't take your drums around with you" buy a tambourine already. The other band mates are tired of the excuses man.

Lost times three

It's been a year since I last blogged on here. I was prompted to re-start my efforts after reading the very talented and lovely Jorge Garcia's blog, Dispatches from the Island. He is so kick-ass! Thanks for inspiring me Jorge!
Tonight I get to see Jorge (who plays "Hurley") and his cast-mates on "Lost" and I am so pumped! Finally, the Benjamin Linus story is revealed, well, sort of, I'm sure. I love Lost. It keeps me sane.
Speaking of lost, Lost on the Range got sidetracked for a while. I was committed to keeping this thing up regularly, life and all got in the way. But I'm baa-aack!
As I am a noted bibliophile (look it up) I'd like to suggest "The Lost City of Z: A Tale of Deadly Obsession in the Amazon" by David Grann. His publicist really should give me a cut b/c I've been hawking this book like a madwoman to everyone I see. Read it and weep, people. It's awesome.

Lost on the Range

I decided to name this blog Lost on the Range, because that's exactly what I am.
I live in the middle of nowhere, in my birth town, in North Texas. But it's not where my heart belongs. Funny thing is, I don't know where my heart belongs. But I'm looking! Will you come on the journey with me?

I don't want a blog full of angst, bitterness and discord. But sometimes, life hands you lemons. As a wise woman once told me, make lemonade. From my ramblings, you might find something to take with you. Maybe you won't. But at least I can say I tried.

I haven't been feeling so good about myself the last few days. In fact, thoughts of depression have filled me to the brim. Hopefully my mood will lift as the days drift on towards the end of the year.

I'll leave you with an epitaph I really like.

"Remember mortal man, as you pass by.
As you are now, so once was I.
As I am now, so you must be.
Prepare for death, and follow me."
-on the grave of Calvin Johnston (1796-1859)