ODYSSEY - Days Two and Three

Rather than getting into the rather-boring comings and goings of my (lack of a) life for these two days, I thought I'd just post the little video that I made during that time.  Readers will see a relation to my past posts about Day One and slightly to my most recent post about Other Lives Other Times.

First, I need to express just how silly I see myself in these videos.  It is like watching some fool.  It couldn't possibly be me!  But because of that, I find myself laughing out loud at the weirdo doing all this crazy shit. 

You'll see the very short introduction of my new best friend, Gimmee (before I named him), the very sociable squirrel, named after the way he stands up and pats his little chest, as if to say "Give me more!" and the sound he makes when I talk to him, "Gimmee...gimmee...gimmee...bark!"  He will appear in future videos too I think.  I've been to the Mill Creek Park, South Portland, every day since leaving Gorham.  And ever since May 3rd this little guy has sought me out.

When I first saw him and filmed him for this particular video, I spread some sunflower seeds on the grass.  He really liked those.  The next time I saw him though, all I had was bread from a sandwich (something, by the way, that the gulls were practically going insane wishing they could have), but he just wasn't interested.  I tried a tiny piece of cheese too, but he wouldn't have it.  I guess I can understand about the cheese, that's just too species-specific.  I mean, he's not a mouse for godsakes!  He just stood their with his little hands on his chest as if holding the lapels of an invisible sport jacket.  He didn't seem real hungry anyway.  He was more interested in checking me out from each angle.  And as you'll see, he looks pretty well-fed.

Strangely, he seems to be either the only squirrel in that park or the only one who shows himself to me.  He's very distinctive in his appearance and behavior though.  Beside his characteristic stance, he also has a dark grey-colored saddle patch on his back, fit for a Barbie Doll to climb on and ride him up a tree.  I'll be going down there tomorrow  Maybe he'll like the roasted Edamame beans I have and I'll certainly get him some more sunflower seeds.  Either way he's gonna be a star in tomorrow's video.

You'll see my official announcement about bin Laden, then my talking bald head.  And I tried that great solo documentary-trick of filming myself walking past the camera.  Worked pretty well.

Should be back with more substantive material in a day or so.  And then a compilation video from the end of last week, when I went on a little tour of Portland to see how much it had changed since I last lived there, included will be my first two apartments, the Eastern Prom, a sailboat regatta, and the narrow gage train (now still).  But for today, here is the short video from the second and third day of my transition.  Enjoy with a laugh of your own!

I am doing better and falling into a routine now.  The uncertainly of the short term is waning.  I have a new prospect for a business with a young woman (a fellow Urantia Book reader) who I have finally gotten to know online.  She is full of energy, has a big heart and is ambitious enough to work with me to build a cash cow that hopefully we can both use to prosecute some other interests that we have, including a bit of social activism. Previously I have searched the universe for such a person to partner with.  Many times it seems that the right person had finally been discovered, only to find out that we just aren't compatible.  I truly pray this time will be different.  More on all that later.

For now - this being the 11th day of the ODYSSEY, I think it is becoming obvious that the real rough struggle (physical and psychological) is over for now.  I am set-up for sleeping in my sister's attic and successfully getting back to work with the writing and the business plan--now being tweaked.  Things are looking up.