My Life as a Dog

Okay, so I am not a dog, at least not yet.

However, I have this dream. In it, such a thing as Karma exists. Somewhere out there, is a Life Value Accountant that is actually paying attention to how well I live my life. I am not judged, quality-wise, by what some religion or culture thinks I should be judge by. That wouldn't make sense. The idea that we know what He (aka The Big Guy or God or whatever) wants from us is just to ridiculousness for me to give much credence to. For example, priests molest little boys but they must remain celibate as a tribute to their dedication to God. Before I go that route, God better tap me on the shoulder and say "We need to have a chat."

Anyway, I digress. Back to my dream.

In this dream, I have somehow stumbled upon what those being-that-judge find to be a well lived life. As a reward, I get to be reincarnated as a dog. Why a dog? Because it is the next logical step up the evolutionary ladder of awareness and healthy emotional behaviors.

Take my dog for example. He loves me unconditionally. He thinks nothing but good thoughts about me. He would sacrifice anything in his life if it meant that it would make my life just a tiny bit better. He is quick to forgive and is always there when I need him.

I wish I could be the person my dog thinks I am. However, if i am good, then maybe, I can become the dog I think he is.

Here is a picture of my wife, Erika, and my dog, Bosley. He is a Bouvier de Flandra.

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My Other Home

I actually live in two places.

My primary residence is in Novato, California.  I spend about six weeks out of every eight living there (not counting all of the nights I am suppose to be there but am actually in a hotel somewhere.)

The other two weeks out of eight, I spend in Biatorbagy, Hungary.  My wife, Erika, is Hungarian and lives in Biatorbagy, except for the times she comes to California to be with me.

Biatorbagy is a small village about 12 miles west of Budapest.  It can trace its beginnings back to the 12th century.  Today, it has just under 10,000 inhabitants.

The most notable feature of the village is a viaduct to nowhere.  At sometime in the past, this carried a train through town.  As far as I know, it hasn't been used for decades.  that doesn't keep it from being one of the most notable landmarks in the area.

Erika and I live in a new development on the southwest side of the village.  If you look for Biatorbagy on GoogleEarth, you can see the development.  Here is a photo of Erika in our backyard with our dog, Echo.

The trip takes about 15 to 18 hours from liftoff to touchdown each way.  Typically, there is a connection in Frankfurt or Amsterdam.