Right round on Cherry, in a radius of Pi.

So, right. Here we are, January.

After all the Holimerrymaking, on what i call Cherry Avenue - this place i used to live nearby to - that had a Thai-Burger-Bar eating place, that was in the neighbourhood - like, literally just a strip of places you can buy simple food from that were run by the local residents, had me associating this place with simple, post-Holiday formality grub. And after pinging the Peugeot several times on the sharp curb, narrow parking spaces, and the 15 minutes to get there, we keep the memory of the snails and linguine meals that filled us up for a life lived funnily, in equatorial Asia. (It’s no longer there.)

I am guessing the very definition of merry-making has to do with all the traditional church-and-round-of-partying-and-fancy-dinners that most people holding on to their traditional hats have looked forward to all year. And as it was in the “yesteryears”, and collaborated to be distinctly a way to whittle down the very crucial Rest of Life plan.

Or what is the map for the Cherry-Picking years.

This year, as recurred in all the years (since about 2010-ish):

1/ Travel.

Physically seeing other places/ countries - now, crucially to understand what this entails makes us want to whittle down Where, When, and (most environmentally) the How.

(Also, to Motor. Travelling by car or train is crucial in our Green Coffee-Cherry-Pickings.)

To and from work: TRAIN.
Dates: WALK.
Grocery/Supermarket: WALK/ TRAIN/ occasional CAB.
Birthday Movie-Dinner: CAB.

2/ Food-ie.

Feeding my foodie, seems to be the only pleasure i can take in all the years that the jailhouse rocked.

I feel it was my revenge to all the singletons that took it out on the bottle, i had taken out on my waistline. (Not a good thing, btw.) But indulge my dark side for a bit, the bright side is that i lost weight, had room in my closet for all the “plenary clothing” that had made my interim list of non-seasonal boxed up clothing, and shakes up the corollary qualifier: “does this matter” - what’s the long-term to this looking? To the more, “will i like this in the morning?”. Yes means box. Or what apparently today means, sending the definitive Dick Pic cave man move of the Be Mine movement.

3/ Word Wizzing.

Wizzing means being extraordinarily whip-smart about the eloquenting of intent. Words, by any stretch of its definition, matter. And when this vision is impaired, i get low-blood-sugar grumpy.

To illustrate, my word of the year: (drumroll please) exhaustive.

*adjective: exhaustive

1/ Defined as : including or considering all elements or aspects; fully comprehensive.

2/ Useage. “the guide outlines every bus route in exhaustive detail”

3/ Synonyms: comprehensive, all-inclusive, complete, full, full-scale, all-embracing, all-encompassing, encyclopedic, thorough, in-depth, thorough-going, extensive, intensive, all-out, profound, far-reaching, sweeping, umbrella

4/ Antonyms: perfunctory, incomplete

(*from some wikipedia page i googled, perdonnez moi)

But the worrying tech catch is that: if we don’t know where it goes - technically speaking, if people hack you, and it’s not for you, do you learn from what you read - or eventually, anarchy becomes the kind of information that you just simply “happened upon”? Like, what once was a stalker’s haven, now is a peephole nightmare of what i read might actually hurt me.

This is why in the old-fashioned media world, pre-tech - the medium isn’t the point, the message of actual scripts writ, are. A dancing coca cola bottle only makes the message go down faster - or in layman’s terms, the providential spoonful of sugar helping the medicine go down.

But we don’t overdo it. (What is now considered message **spam).

4/ Passing my Time.

Sometimes, we connect all the dots when we see them - in timely, perfunctory, & probably in a straight line. Not when they appear as you pass out in heat, or mid-(forever)-meeting hunger.

Seeking out the correct attribute that pans to the entire timeline stretch that assuages the kind of life that you sear and burn into your DNA’s forward-future memory, not in cache that you “wished would happen, oh please ph please”, it becomes apparent that this might actually need applying to several places, and very intentionally - carefully understand that it mustn’t tarry, (and admittedly this is a grey area), must not happen or eat into the kit, (pardon the pun) and the span of someone else’s lifetime.

5/ Correcting the Bugs.

Sentenced off on the right side of the road (we drive as they do in Britain, and Australia, and some colonially inhabited parts of Africa and SouthEast Asia), we drive with care to let the traffic of aggravated aggregation (words that mean: we have components that are not meant to be there, but allow it in the defaults of our minds because someone chose not to be more forthright), and just deal with it. Or as the Brits eloquent best the French saying on upholding family: Hold it in, And carry ons.

Or something to that effect. (But more grammatically correct.)