I'm in trouble without glasses .

My favorite film personage , with or without question , is Jim Dear from " Lady and the Tramp " . His face is all but invisible ( eat your heart out , Lon Chaney , or Boris Karloff , or whoever the **** played the Invisible Man ) , plus I can imagine that if indeed he did have a face , it could very well be mustached . Further : It could be a thin mustache ; a thick mustache ... In short ( and you'll thank me immensely for those last two words in a second here ) , the possibilities are endless . I like that " freedom to imagine " ( If could be sure that that phrase hadn't already been coined , I would be more than happy to say I coined it here ) . However , this isn't the underlying reason I have such fond fondness for Jim Dear . The underlying reason - and by this I mean the reason that affects me on a subliminal level - is because his name reminds me of John Deere ( tractors ) . I can think of no other film character , as far as I know , who engenders such glowing reminders . ... ... Except the abandoned one that children play on at the park , which in fact is a tractor , not a film character . Nevertheless , this also acutely reminds me of tractors , which is only natural , since it is a tractor . Having now discovered that I think in a natural way , I feel I must live in a natural way ... That is , in a forest . Without technology . So , if in the future you see a new post on this blog , in all likelihood it was typed by fragments of my abandoned and decaying home crumbling onto the keyboard . This is not unlike the method used to type past and current posts , whereby I stare down vacantly at my keyboard , wondering why I ever started this blog , flakes of dander falling gracefully from my scalp , punching in letters as they hit the keys . ... ... ... Poetry is why I started this blog .