Thursday Bad Day, Friday Good Day, Who Knows About Today; Fall Into Place Defined ; All Over the Place; Lyrics and the Meaning of “Good News” ; Identifying with Marc Miller; Friday a Success, Photograph Arrives, Ice Cream, MAN Prints Lease; Health Registration Completed; Shopping at Alberta Craft; Photo of Tea Pot, Bio of Artist; and Grand Mosque ‘Painting’

This is a truth. If every day of your life was a good day, you would not appreciate the joy of having everything fall into place. When things fall into place, they happen in a satisfactory way, without problems: Used in a sentence: If you plan the project well, then everything should fall into place. There is an antonym: If someone Someone feels out of place or is out of place they feel uncomfortable in a particular situation or place, that they do not belong there.
Then there is all over the place. If you say that someone is all over the place, you mean that they are confuse or disorganized, and unable to think clearly or act sensibly.
If your thoughts are all over the place you are disproving people who decide on something and then change their minds. In some cases, a person simply might not be able to make up his or her mind, and is therefore described using this saying to mean the decision-making process was scattered, disorganized, or confusing.

But at this moment I admit to being all over the place and need to get back on the topic at hand. I have made up my mind to talk about good days and bad days and so shall do so! By the way, “Everything Falls Into Place” is a song. You can get it on YouTube but I advise against it. It is irritating, listening to it now. Do not bother!

Do you want the good news or the bad news first? Now “Good News” is also a song on YouTube. You must listen to it, the Classified Music version. It is a great song. Here are the lyrics. It was written by Marc Miller in 2020. .

I spent the whole day in my head
Do a little spring cleaning, I’m always too busy dreaming
Well, maybe I should wake up instead
A lot of things I regret but I just say I forget
Why can’t it just be easy?
Why does everybody need me to stay?
Oh, I hate the feeling
When you’re high but you’re underneath the ceiling
Got the cards in my hand, I hate dealing
Get everything I need, then I’m gone
But it ain’t stealing
Can I get a break?
I wish that I could just get out my goddamn way
What is there to say?
There ain’t a better time than today
Maybe I’ll lay down for a little, yeah
‘Stead of always trying to figure everything out
And all I do is say sorry
Half the time, I don’t even know what I’m saying it about
Good news, good news, good news
That’s all they wanna hear
No, they don’t like it when I’m down
But when I’m flying, oh, it make ’em so uncomfortable
So different, what’s the difference?
When it ain’t that bad
It could always be worse
I’m running out of gas, hardly anything left
Hope I make it home from work
Well, so tired of being so tired
Why I gotta build something beautiful just to go set it on fire?
I’m no liar, but sometimes the truth don’t sound like the truth
Maybe ’cause it ain’t, I just love the way it sound when I say it
Yeah, it’s what I do
If you know me, it ain’t anything new
Wake up to the moon, haven’t seen the sun in a while
But I heard that the sky’s still blue, yeah
Heard they don’t talk about me too much no more
And that’s a problem with a closed door
Good news, good news, good news
That’s all they wanna hear
No, they don’t like it when I’m down
But when I’m flying, oh, it make ’em so uncomfortable
So different, what’s the difference?
There’s a whole lot more for me waiting on the other side
I’m always wondering if it feel like summer
I know maybe I’m too late, I could make it there some other time
I’ll finally discover
That there’s a whole lot more for me waiting
That there’s a whole lot more for me waiting
I know maybe I’m too late, I could make it there some other time
Then I’ll finally discover
That it ain’t that bad
Ain’t so bad
Well, it ain’t that bad
At least it don’t gotta be no more
No more, no more, no more, no more
No more, no more, no more, no more

Google also informs one of the meaning of the song. “Good News” follows the late Mac Miller’s mind frame as he progresses from a state of deep depression into eventually coming to the conclusion that the situation “ain’t that bad”, as in adopting a more-positive mindset. Though there is still much to be desired. Indeed the title of this track is based on people in Miller’s life always compelling him to give them “good news”, as in come off as if he’s okay. And the problem from his perspective is that they want him to do so even when, as in the present case, he is not. Moreover he relays an idea like when he isn’t depressed and to the contrary is fully exuberant, he makes these same people “uncomfortable”. In a way we can interpret this song as one in which Mac is criticizing his celebrity, as in the individuals he deals with having a damned-if-he-does/damned-if-he-doesn’t type of mentality towards him. You can read more about it at

To be totally honest (which I usually am) that is exactly how I feel. But as I make no money from my ‘celebrity’ I can just eliminate those people from my life. Wise Man once said that I should sever contact with someone who made me feel worse after having contact with them then when I first encounter them. That means I had a dysfunctional relationship with that person. Perhaps that person would (and does) have good relationships with others – but not with me. There is nothing I can do to change it – I just need to walk away., or probably run away. There is nothing to be done.

Oops back on topic. Thursday was a horrible day. I was stuck in my apartment as a technician from Leon’s was coming to attempt to resolve the bed problem and I was waiting fo a UPS delivery of a photograph taken of the Grand Mosque which I had enlarged thanks to the services of Edmonton Canvas Prints. Well….the technician was predictably not able to help, not his fault. He took the same photo of the missing hardware kit as I had and forwarded to Joyce, the Customer Service person at Leon’s and also took a picture of the box where the busted mirror was located. I forwarded the photo of the mirror itself to his phone to give to someone at Leon’s. So to say the very least, a frustrating day!

But Friday dawned. Project for the day was to register for the Alberta Medical Plan. Had called to see what was required and spoke to a very helpful woman. We laughed:
She: You made my day
Me: Thanks, Once I got nine you made my days.
She: Welcome back to Edmonton
Me: Thank you. I am collecting those as well. Got five one day.

M.A.N. provided me with a copy of my rental agreement. As I stepped off the elevator saw a parcel from UPS in the hallway. It had my name on it. It was the photo. The UPS was supposed to call me when he arrived as there was is no buzzer service at the entrance. That is known as total safety. Took the photo and left it in MAN’s office. Out the door to find an ice cream man in a truck outside the door.  Of course, I had to get one.
Me: Do I detect a Scottish accent?
He: Yes, lass. I am a Scot.
Me: Me too My ancestors on both side. I am 100 Scottish
He: What is your name?
Me: My birth name is Dryburgh. There is a Dryburgh Abbey, in Melrose just outside of Edinburgh.
He: I know of it.
I left him a tip and laughed.
Me: That is not very Scottish of me, is it?

Walked the endless seeming four blocks to the Registry. The woman there so helpful and we agreed on this
Me: Yes Abu Dhabi was a horrible experience. But I am looking at it as a five month photo shoot. Might as well turn it into a favorable experience.
She: I totally agree. Being positive is the best way to be, and to look at experiences.

While on the endless walk passed Alberta Craft Council so went in on my way back home. Such an incredible place – full of the finest crafts.  I bought a tea pot, a ceramic piece and a stand for my business cards. Alberta Craft Council is located on 106th Street, you should go there! The staff is SO incredibly helpful and positive. They clearly love their jobs.

Took a Yellow Cab back home. Picked up the photo. It shall be pictured, hanging on the wall of my ‘prayer room’.

Then went back to my apartment – exhausted. It was H.A.S. Handyman Awesome Stan. He went to Leon’s, picked up the missing hardware kit and is coming this morning to install it (and hang the photograph (hopefully).

Photograph also of tea pot and the bio of the artist that made it.

Friday was a perfect day in almost every way and sense of the term. But that was partially because Thursday was not at all perfect.

One has to have the bitter with the sweet, there is no joy without sorrow. This also from Google: Happiness is possible right now, today—but happiness cannot be without suffering. Some people think that in order to be happy they must avoid all suffering, and so they are constantly vigilant, constantly worrying. They end up sacrificing all their spontaneity, freedom, and joy. What is joy without sorrow? what is success without failure? what is a win without a loss? what is health without illness?

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