![]() Make life interesting...Don't close the curtain while you're doing something stupid, let the world see. We need the entertainment. Fill in the personal information section in your facebook profile, and put in the dirty details. I for one, like to pick the fuzz out of the back of the hair dryer, oh yeah baby, I'm craaaaaazzy. Seriously, fear not the judgement of others, says me. I love eccentricities, so long as I can admire them from a safe distance... like through my cable connection. Massive release...First, don't honk your horn unless it will save your life or you literally need to wake someone up who is asleep at the light. I only believe in Karma for the comfort of knowing that these excessive horn honkers will possibly be by run over by a truck... Olympic Withdraw...First, sorry I've been MIA for a while. I've been quite distracted by the... ongoing-barrage-of-detail-oriented-and-questionably-meaningful-tasks-that-seem-to-fill-all-of-the-space-between-the-6-to-8-hour-segments-in-which-I-dream-about-the-detail-oriented-and-questionably-meaningful-tasks-that-I-do-during-the-day.
Really, it's not that bad. I can't remember most of it. Sigh... It's only been a few hours and I am clearly suffering from Olympic Withdraw. You know the symptoms: lethargy, sadness, need for a solid pommel horse performance. Well, the root of this mild depression is that I truly love watching others push themselves above and beyond "the limits." When you immerse yourself in a community like that, your achievements pale in comparison. And, I don't think it's a bad thing. I move forward in the face of a challenge and stagnate as the leader. Fortunately, you don't have to look far to find someone working harder than you, doing "it" better than you. Then you make a decision: Stay or Grow. It's truly amazing that the Olympics even take place. Not to be overly negative, but I feel that society generally pushes everyone toward the middle. And, we are more comfortable with others who reside there, possibly because we don't like to see the contrast. None of the above is to suggest there aren't other places to find that inspiration; the meeting of talent, passion, and tremendous effort. But, not on TV. I should be doing something else right now....and so I will.
For a change of pace...Lately it seems that no one is honest. And, for good reason. Words are taken as indelible facts and anyone that changes their mind is considered to be of weak moral fiber. So, the connections between us are weak at best. Not even those in an intimate relationship really know the complete status of the one they share a life with. Can you not bare the truth, will it destroy you? This feeling is ridiculous and without the pillars of our belief it would fall straight to the ground. When did the things we say start carrying more weight than the things we do? I believe at one time those two were not at odds with each other, but then lying became a viable option to achieve what we wanted but did not deserve. Now, even those who are strong can show no weakness due to the false bravado of those around them. I don't need to point out examples of this, it's the prevailing method of interaction from politics to business and everything in-between. "Good fences make good neighbors," it applies here, we are putting a fence between reality and perception. What happens to the thing behind the fence? The protection will grow stronger but not the thing protected.
Yes, this can start here. Though, there is a valid fear of being honest, some are held back by the judgement that is soon to follow. A comparison to the unrealistic idea of what that person should be. And, this "Judgement" is based on a concept that does not exist beyond our own minds. We're so deep in this pattern that I'm not sure whether our own "gut" knows from where to take it's cue. Instinct is something that is built upon conditioning and we have been trained from day one. So, this is the crack in the fence. Nothing too big, I know the places that we're all coming from, we need protection from the truth. The truth is boring though, right? Lies give us something to live for. What is talent?Or, at least it's most important character trait? Two for one...Yes, that's right! Right now you can get TWO blog entries for the price of just ONE regular blog entry. "Wow, John! How can you afford such low prices!" Says girl, with low cut shirt. Well, that's because we've got to move these blog entries to make room for the new 2009 blog entries. "Super!" Says boobs.
Soooo, I already regret writing that. But, for some reason I'm not deleting it. It's unexplainable. Topic one: If you need some edification during your normal TV watching time, check out http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/bushswar/ It's a decent documentary on the entire time line of the Iraq war thus far and it sheds more light on the situation than I've seen in other documentaries. You get prospectives from people on both sides of the fence and begin to possibly understand the motives for why we are in this current situation. Right now, what I am struck by is the disappointed in those who allowed their true opinion to be stifled. And, that with this particular White House, the buck did not seem to stop at the President's desk. Check it out and feel free to leave an opinion attached to this blog. Topic two: Compatibility. Everyone is trying so hard to remain on the "Cutting Edge," that no thought is put on functionality in the present. Confusing? O.k. here is a decent analogy: You dig a mine shaft in order to find some precious "whatever" (In this case, technological advancement) and you are in such a hurry that you never take the time to strengthen the walls as you tunnel ahead. Eventually, the ceiling starts to crumble and walls begin to erode so that the tunnel is closed to everything behind you. Now, I'm all for advanced research and exploring new technology, BUT releasing software and devices that cannot function in the current environment makes absolutely no sense. The general public just wants a product that works, now. Thank god people are not shy of complaining. Otherwise, how could you know, most current technology is waaaaay over our heads. P.S. Vista sucks. Spread it around. (Old news? Yeah, I guess something that happen in 2007 is horribly outdated. Sadly, that proves my point.) P.P.S There's an update is the "News" Section, new pictures in the gallery, and a new page entitled "Pointless, but Possibly Interesting" under the forum section. Enjoy! You Know,I feel a little bit sorry for the left over soup I send down the garbage disposal. Seems like a hell of a way to go. These blogs are getting too frequentAnd yet, I appear to be writing another one. Well, you see, in my defense, I am a tad bit lonely out here. I'm used to performing a lot, I love to perform. Sooo, having no one to talk to and no one to play for means... ding, ding, you are correct. If you didn't connect the dots on that one, you also probably didn't like "The Far Side" cartoons. You know, a bear with an unfortunate birth mark that looks like a bulls-eye. Of course, there waaas this one time when I also felt a little stupid (Hopefully you skated by the "One time" statement without scoffing). I was given a "Far Side" mug with a dog conspicuously hiding behind a clothes drier with the words "Cat Fud" written on the door and a cat peeking in the room. I considered the cartoon for a second (with the person who gave it to me standing right beside me) and then stated, "What's Cat Fud?" Not one of my brighter moments. You seeeee, I thought there might be some kind of cat "product" I'd never heard of and that knowing a little about this "Fud" would help me understand why that dog had such a crazy grin. Nope, dogs are clearly poor spellers, I should have been able to size that one up. T'was a sad day in the history of human intelligence.
I didn't intend to write about The Far Side though. I wanted to bitch about the total lack of respect for real art that the world has today. Eh, whatever. DullYes. Though... on my own I could never be dull, without input I am invisible. Made sparkling and bright by the things I contain, if all is meaningless then I am the same. While never too full not to swallow the light, sometimes I am unable to reflect or ignite.
Greetings from the land of Subaru Foresters!Yes, it's true. 1 out of every 5 cars I've seen in Seattle is a Subaru forester. Maybe I'm the only one freaked out by this, but I'm concerned there is a conspiracy brewing. Foresters? I guess it makes sense in a city that has at least one dog related story in the local news each night. I think they are more concerned about their neighbor's dog disappearing than their actual neighbor. Cats are screwed, I suppose am I too considering I don't drive a forester. It's just me and the cats, we look out for each other.
Well I can't believe it.I did it.
After years of contemplation, frustration, and anticipation I have moved. Seattle, WA. 3,200 miles across the country in 4.5 days. In hindsight, fear was the largest thing I had to overcome. I keep thinking that I should have done this earlier and that I've wasted so much time. Of course, I would not be here if all had not happened as it did. So, here I am. And, for the first time in my life, the present is the most prominent thing in my mind. So is finding a couch... maybe a coffee table. Right now the only things fully unpacked are my keyboard and my stereo system. Both seem to be adjusting to Seattle quite well. Strangely, I have felt no adjustment. It should be no surprise that wherever you are, that place is the center of the universe. Everything continues to revolve around me. One difference, no one knows I exist. I'm currently just a car in the parking lot. I'll get out there, lets just take it slow. Although, I'm not very good at that. Posts 1 - 12 of 45
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