Saturday, April 21, 2007
I have had a certain tune stuck in my head for about 20 years or so. Not the whole tune mind you, just one line from the chorus of the song. "I get scared inside, when you stand by." I could remember a part of the tune, but I couldn't quite remember the whole song. YIKES! Over the years, whenever something would jar my memory just a certain way, I would think of that song. I remember it was played on TOP 40 radio stations, which is what the radio, in the office where I worked at the time, was set to. Every hour, for my 8 1/2 hour work days, that song would play twice.
This went on for about a month or so, and then I never remember hearing the song played again... not in the last 20 years. It was annoyingly haunting at the time, and on occasion since then, so I kind of wondered about it through the years. Every time I asked friends, and co-workers if they remembered the song, they would look at me like I had 9 heads. Had I hallucinated it? Did it ever really exist? Well, just a few minutes ago, I decided to give Google one last chance, and put the lyrics, as best as I could remember them, into the search bar, and EUREKA! I found out not just the name of the artist, Roman Holliday, but the lyrics as well! You can view them here, if you so desire.
Don't you just love trivia, especially trivia that haunts you? Deep curisoities like, where the eyes are on a slug, or where Millie Vanilli is today? LOL. I don't know, I guess I am just a big fan of games like Trivial Pursuit, but I like looking up useless facts on the Internet. Shrug. It's probably some kind of 21st century sickness, but I love learning new, offbeat things. :) Like the following...
1. Charlie Chaplin once won third prize in a Charles Chaplin look alike contest.
2. The Guinness Book of Records, holds the record, for being the most often stolen from public libraries.
3. The hundred billionth crayon made by Crayola was Periwinkle Blue.
4. Howdy Doody has exactly 48 freckles on his face.
5. The starfish is one of the only animals that can turn it's stomach inside out.
6. A duck's quack doesn't echo, and no one knows why?
7. Ralph Kramden made $62.00 per week.
8. 315 entries in Webster's 1996 Dictionary were misspelled.
9. A housefly hums in the middle octave, key of F.
10. A cat's urine glows under a black light.
11. Dolphins sleep with one eye open.
12. The average chocolate bar has 8 insect legs in it.
13. A cockroach can live 8 days without it's head, before it starves to death.
14. A giraffe can clean its ears with its 21-inch tongue.
15. A woodpeckers tongue is long enough to wrap it around his head 2 times.
There, see, I learned 15 new things today. I am 15 new facts smarter. My brain now hurts, or is it my brain hurts now? Hmmmmmmm... Maybe someday I will try out for a game show, like Who Wants To be A Millionaire? If I did, would you be my phone a friend? And if so, what would your expert category be? Come on, tell me, you know you want to! And oh by the way, the name of the song that haunted me was, "Stand By." :)
Friday, April 20, 2007
-Dwight David Eisenhower
As my dear old AOL Journals friend Slomo would say, "Happiness is a big box of books from Amazon.com." LOL. Well, it wasn't exactly a big box of books I ordered, only 4, but it was a moment of happiness for me when they came yesterday! It is going to be cold and rainy for several more days, so, I think I will be spending some time in a good book or three. These should be kinda fun, they are going to be my light spring reads this year, four little murder mysteries to take me into summer, when my energy level will be back to a more normal level. With my energy up, I know I will be out with the camera. I already have some tentative plans to visit Santa Rosa again, to photograph this year's Peanut's character sculptures that will dot the whole town. This year will feature, "Joe Cool." I am really looking forward to that, but this will be the art projects final year, so it will all be a little bittersweet.
I finally fixed the sidebar woes I had been having. As it turns out, it wasn't that difficult, seems I have installed a wacky hit counter a few weeks ago, that didn't play nice with FireFox. It suddenly stopped working a couple days ago, so I installed a new one, after looking through about a hundred or so. Sheesh. So many of the free counters have so many ads attached. Sigh. I finally did a little blog jog about the land to get an idea of what my pals have been using, and found one I can live with over at Patrick's Place. Thanks Patrick. :) While I was fixing the sidebar woes, I also installed a few new nifty objects for my sidebar. If you take a peek you will find a Zodiac for Cancers, like myself, a New Yorker Cartoon of the Day, a Fortune Cookie, and a New York Times Crossword Puzzle. :) I hope you guys like the changes, don't be afraid to leave me some feedback. :) Go ahead... I can take it!
I am having the hardest time shaking the sadness I feel over the events at Virgina Tech. I don't watch every news show airing information on it, but it seems it is everywhere, and probably will be for another couple weeks or so, at least until the next horrific event takes place. The news has certain responsibilities, they bring us the news, good, bad or otherwise, and it is my or our responsibility to turn it off once in a while. NBC is taking a lot of flack for airing the disturbing video made by that young man, the day of his rampage. I think it was news the first day, but to continue to air the tape is, at this point, just wrong on so many levels. We must stop making celebrities of the individuals that come out of every tragedy.
I Can't Remember If I Can Remember Or Not...
Come on Mr. Attorney General...the truth would be nice please. :) There, I asked nicely and all. Come on, you can do it! Alberto Gonzales claimed to have a faulty memory so often, that a spectator to the proceedings began to keep a crude tally. In all, Gonzales couldn't remember 71 times. Sigh. Suggested reading: "The Complete Idiot's Guide To Improving Your Memory." It's available at Amazon.com for the modest price of $16.10. Maybe that can be his light spring reading. :) I wish Karl Rove would step up and be a man. He needs to testify before congress, or admit his wrong doings and step down. Sigh. It's really that simple.
I Think A Restraining Order Might Be In Order...
Rosie... darlin... Barbara... darlin... I admire how you have tried to take the high road where Donald Trump is concerned, but really, you guys need to consider a restraining order against the oaf. In his latest attempt to snipe at Rosie, and further demonstrate his complete lack of class, he sent Barbara Walters a certain unmentionable, which was once worn by Rosie in a movie. Enough ladies. Show your strength present THE DONALD with a restraining order. It's just time to stop that stalker in his comb-over tracks! Rosie, I may not always agree with you, but you don't deserve to be treated this way. Don't be his victim.
One More Observation...
Life is too damn short. We have to stop obsessing on the tragic lives of celebrities, such as Anna Nicole Smith, and who her "Babydaddy," is or isn't. We have to start spending time in the real world, and get to know who we live next door to. If for no other reason, then maybe to feel safe.We need to find out why so many teenagers are currently prescribed anti-depressants, and not just be glad that it is apparently safer for them to take them than we once thought. We have to push for a national gun control law, and we have to push for mental health awareness. Common sense people.
Just my opinion about things... I could be wrong.
April 19th, 2007
Thursday, April 19, 2007
"That buzzing noise means something. If there's a buzzing noise, somebody's making a buzzing noise, and the only reason for making a buzzing noise that I know of is because you're a bee, and the only reason for being a bee that I know of, is for making honey, and the only reason for making honey is so I can eat it."
-Winnie The Pooh
Phooey. I am so tired. I don't know, maybe it is all the stress from this week. Tax time, the very deeply depressing and tragic incident at Virginia Tech, and one or two other things that on my mind, that zap my energy so profoundly. Put it all together, and I end up with my Fibromyalgia knocking me down to the ground. I slept all day yesterday, with only brief intervals of consciousness to deal with Round Robins. I still need to make the rounds tonight, to see every one's entries. I want to, it makes me happy to see how enthusiastic everyone gets. The Round Robin Challenges means a lot to me, I feel good about it as a project, like at the end of the Internet day... I contributed something right to the world. Something that brings people together in a positive way. I am especially thankful that I have Karen and Steven as co-founders and team members. :) They always have my back. What would I do without them as my friends?
I will start my Round Robin blog jog, when I am finished with this entry. I am looking forward to seeing all the entries. Maybe that is just what I need... some time spent in the company of art, and creative friends. It's supposed to rain tomorrow, but hopefully Alan and I will be able to go out together for a little while, maybe have lunch together, I will of course take the camera, you never know when a photo op will present itself. LOL. Or maybe I will snuggle up with Elvis, and do a little more hibernating. You know how cold rainy days can be with a cat. :)
April 17, 2007
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
-St. Francis de Sales
Wow! It's been 2 years? Really? It sure doesn't seem like it's been that long, since Karen and I challenged each other to "go out and be photographers!" :) She and I had a lot of fun with those first two challenges, and all the amazing ones that were to follow! Happy 2nd Anniversary everyone! :) It wasn't easy to choose just one past challenge to revisit, they have all inspired me in some way, but as the time to decide began to run out, and I knew I had to pick just one, I decided on one of our earliest challenges, from back in the days when we played the challenges on AOL. I chose "Wabi-Sabi," which was suggested by our friend, and fellow Robin, Coy, author of the journal, "Dancing in the Rain."
Wabi-Sabi celebrates finding the joy and aesthetic appreciation in the imperfect, impermanent, or incomplete. I have always been drawn to things that are just slightly off center. I tease a lot about being in love with David Duchovny, but I would more than likely have never accepted a date with him. He is too gorgeous, and therefore I would have been a blithering idiot throughout the date, never able to mutter a single understandable word, or worse yet merely making weird sounds instead of actual words which would sound a little like this... "Myathingflapingiabag." Which when loosely translated means, "Hello." Sigh. LOL.
Now on the other hand, Albert Einstein, would be someone who I would definitely date! His hair makes me crazy with attraction. He had a wonderful sense of humor, and for that reason alone, I think he would have understood me. Too bad we were born in different times. Sigh. When I get to Heaven, I am certainly going to look him up, and ask him to go bicycle riding with me. :) So, as you can see, I like searching for the beauty, in non-traditional places and faces. Especially in autumn...
Wabi-Sabi also refers to desolation and solitude, and a transcendence to a simpler way of life. A less materialistic view of life. As a person with Fibromyalgia, I have learned to scale back life a bit. One suggestion, made by one of the books I read about learning to live with the disease, is to plan meals ahead of time, when my energy level is up, so when those inevitable times come up when I simply haven't got the energy to do much, dinner is just a matter of putting a casserole or Lasagna in the oven. As for the times of solitude, well don't we all need that from time to time? For those times, I open the window, and let the natural sounds outside guide me into a short passage of meditation. I try to do this daily, just to process whatever might be distracting me, or tugging at my energy. Life lived in beautiful, imperfect simplicity... ahhh... that's the stuff! :)
Be sure to pay a visit to all the Robins who are participating in this special anniversary round. Simply follow the links below. And don't forget to pay a visit to the Round Robin Photo Challenge Blog this Thursday, to find out what our next topic will be! :)
1. Karen... Outpost Mavarin
2. Carly... Ellipsis... Suddenly Carly
3. Kat... In My Dreams I Can Fly
4. Steven... (sometimes photoblog)
5. Suzanne R... New Suzanne R's Life
6. Annie... Pictures of Craziness
7. Nancy... Nancy Luvs Pics
8. Valorie... Retrospect USA
9. Janet... Fond of Photography
10. Gattina... Keyhole Pictures
11. Marie... Photographs & Memories Too/Photographs & Memories Blog Too
12. Gina... Gina's Space
13. rRose... WAIT- NOT YET
14. Tammy... The Daily Warrior
15. Kerrin... Macro Capture
17. Tammie Jean... Long Drives To Nowhere **Welcome New Member**
18. Julie... Julie's Web Journal
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
-Hamilton W. Marble
Your Monday Photo Shoot: Snap a picture of wind. Naturally, it's difficult to get a picture of the wind itself, being that air is generally transparent, however, it's easier to get a picture of how the wind is affecting other things: hair, flags, kites, so on and so forth. You can see where I'm going with this.
-John Scalzi (By The Way)
I have a great love for windsocks. I have several around my yard, but this one is my favorite. I like kites too, in fact I just purchased a new one last January, but haven't found the time to take it out. It's a funny cow kite. :) Imagine seeing a cow flying by. LOL. I haven't had a chance to take it out yet, but what a nice thought for a way to spend a day this week. Maybe I will ask Alan to go on a date with me, later in the week,to fly the kite on the Marina Green in San Francisco. If we do, I will take pictures... I promise. :)
May the raindrops fall lightly on your brow.
May the soft winds freshen your spirit.
May the sunshine brighten your heart.
May the burdens of the day rest lightly upon you,
And may God enfold you in the mantle of his love.
April 16th, 2007
Every once in a while, I will hear about someone on the evening news, someone who I have never met, but who I know I will never forget, because they somehow touched my life. In October of 1991, some poor, lost, bitter hearted soul went on a rampage with a gun, and killed 22 people, and then himself. I had forgotten the name of the gunman, but for some reason last night, I was thinking about one of the gunman's victims, Dr. Michael Griffith. I always remembered Dr. Griffith, because his story in particular touched my heart. His day started out on a happy note, it was Bosses Day, and he was in a good mood. He was a veterinarian, and he had a full schedule, but he had been thinking all morning about how much he wanted to have a nice lunch, and a piece of pie at Luby's Cafeteria. That is all he wanted that day. Honestly, as I sit here right now, I can't help but cry, because life is so very unfair. I never met Dr. Griffith, but I still mourn his loss, as if we were old friends. I listened to accounts of how he was a good man, who cared deeply for his patients, and how he had a full, happy life. He was 48 years old, when his life was stolen from him.
Death paid a similar visit to a collage town yesterday, and we all lost a bit of the future. Sigh. I am frustrated that we don't have stricter gun laws, especially post 9/11, when we don't know for sure if we are safe or not. It amazes me that in the days after we were struck by terrorists, most Americans said that they would be willing to give up some civil liberties, in order to secure America. And what do we have? We have our government protecting us by wire-tapping our phones, and having us remove our shoes at the airport. I will never understand why President Bush refused to sign the assault weapons ban, or even consider enacting tougher gun control laws, making things easier for terrorists, both foreign and domestic. But you know what? I don't blame President Bush exclusively for this error in judgement, I blame our elected officials in the House and Senate who don't push harder for those laws, and of course I blame the lobbyists for the NRA.
Over the years I have sent letters to my representatives about a number of issues, but I always felt most strongly and passionately about this issue. We should be saying ENOUGH is ENOUGH to the NRA. When are we going to learn from history? Will you, or someone you love, be at the mall or hospital or school, when the next massacre happens? Someday, someone will surpass yesterday's carnage. Someone will open fire on a crowd of friends, or strangers, and will make the evening news as the perpetrator of the worst case of gun violence in American history. It will happen. It will! But does it have to? No, it doesn't! We have a new House, and a new Senate. I think along with their resolve to get us out of the nightmare that is Iraq, and their determination to set America on a new course, they need to be taking a tougher stance with the White House regarding gun control. We have to at least try to find our way, instead of continuing to stumble in our own selfishness.
It shocks me that over the last week, I have heard numerous reports of death threats against Don Imus, the Rutger's Woman's Basketball team, and the Rev. Al Sharpton. It made me sick to hear that the young men, recently cleared in the Duke La cross case, had death threats made against both them and their families. The Dixie Chicks received death threats for doing nothing more than speaking their minds, you know, in the spirit of "Free Speech," another American right? That is still a right? Isn't it? Sigh. Sometimes I wonder if that is one of the civil liberties we gave up, in order to feel safe. Sigh. We certainly do throw death around easily don't we? If someone steps on our toes... we threaten death. Sometimes, some of us, actually goes through with it, and we again face an uncertain future of wondering how, and when the next bullet will pierce us.
I want to urge you to be proactive, and make a difference for the better. If you feel sadness over the massacre at Virginia Tech, write a letter to your representatives, about enacting tougher gun control laws. Pay a visit to the website of James Brady, author of the Brady Bill, and educate yourselves on statistics, and find out what you can do in your own neighborhood to fight gun violence. We can't let the fact that it is a difficult situation stop us, we all have to start somewhere, or we get nowhere and one day, we lose someone we love. Let's make sure we tell Nancy Pelosi, that we want tougher gun control laws in our future. It needs to be a priority. Goodnight Dr. Griffith, I will never forget you.
In Close Knit Killeen, They're Going To Be Living This For A Long Time
-Washington Post Article 10/91
The Brady Campaign To Prevent Gun Violence
The Luby's Massacre
"Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?"
My heartfelt condolences go out to the victims and families of those who were injured, or lost their lives today at Virginia Tech, in Blacksburg, Virginia. You will be in my daily thoughts and prayers.
Monday, April 16, 2007
Well, humor has taken quite a beating this week... hasn't it? The whole mess with Don Imus, and those ill advised "humorous" remarks he made have caused quite a stir. It has brought about a national debate about race relations, sexism, and what constitutes "poetic license," in America. What weight do our words carry? Does it matter if we speak them or sing them? Is it acceptable for a certain race to utter raciest and demeaning words, if it is referring to their own race? Where are the lines drawn?I have been thinking about all the dynamics of the situation with Imus, and I have to say, in that particular case, I keep going back to one of my favorite quotes...
"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent."
I am a Woman, a Democrat, a Liberal, a Christian, and a Housewife. I am Short, Caucasian, and I have big BOOBS. All things which are the subject of humor from time to time. Is it insensitive? Yes. Does it hurt my feelings? Not too often. Sometimes, something will be said that will strike a cord in me, and I will feel sad, mostly because it can be frustrating to feel like I am being defined by whatever stereotype that is being flung at me. On the other hand, I have seen the humor in every one of the above examples of what describes me, because I can see the truth in the joke. There has to be some truth in most humor, to make a joke truly funny. All those things on their own, do not define me. I am also creative, intelligent, funny, caring, sarcastic, and Jewish.
LOL. I am Jewish. I found out that little bit of information when I was 36. That was quite a day. Seems that my mother, who had suffered from mental illness her whole life, decided not to share with me or my siblings that little fact. Sigh. I laughed that day, at how funny life can be sometimes, and I cried a bit about how sad life can be sometimes. Life is both. In almost every situation, we have both comedy and tragedy. That's Life. Life, on it's own, will never change people who are consumed with hate. It will never change the sexist man or woman, who refuse to consider the other human in the dynamic. It will never stop someone from remarking on our personal appearance, if they feel we don't fall into a perfect mold of perfection, at least by their standards. So, what's a human to do?
Well, to begin with, we need to stop wasting time allowing ourselves to be victims. There's a reason I didn't listen to Don Imus very often, I simply didn't care to listen or watch him when he aired. Others offend me on a regular basis. Bill O'Reilly for example. He does a "serious" news show. He, in my opinion, is mean spirited and nasty. He has said things I believe could be interpreted as treasonous. I wouldn't mind seeing him kicked off the air, but I have to admit, it's because I am tired of his big mouth, not because I feel he doesn't have a right to say whatever stupid thing he wants, unless of course, it is truly treasonous, which apparently is in the eye of the beholder, a lot like humor is.
I think Don Imus should have apologized to the Rutger's Women's Basketball team, because what he said was hurtful, especially considering their vast accomplishments, but it should have been left between those ladies and Imus. Al Sharpton had no place getting involved. Those ladies didn't need a champion to act for them, they are strong enough to stand up and say... "No Mr. Imus... we want an apology, you went too far!" I think they showed a great deal of courage and grace to accept his apology... I can't say the same for Rev. Sharpton. To ask for an apology, then refuse to accept it, is a slap in the face to God. It is a fundamental responsibility as a Christian to forgive. As a human, it is the first step in healing, after we have been hurt by another. I can tell you from deep personal experience, true healing begins, when you allow forgiveness to take place. It took a lot of character on Imus's part to admit he was wrong, and offer an apology in earnest. He was sorry... and he meant it. How often will someone admit they were wrong, let along say, "I'm sorry."
I was the victim of a crime a few years ago. Everything changed for me overnight. I was sad, scared, and as a result of my experience, I climbed inside myself and closed off the world. I hurt so bad, I stopped feeling all together. I wished Elvis would run away, because I couldn't bring myself to care whether he was here or not. I pushed Alan away, I pushed my friends away. I stopped leaving my own house, because I was so afraid that I might be hurt again. I made myself a victim. Any time we allow the actions of another, to change how we feel about ourselves, or diminish our plans for a happy and fulfilled life, we become victims. If I were to advise the Rutger's girls, I would tell them that, "No one can make you feel inferior without your consent." Stand up for yourselves, ask for an apology and then move on with your life, safe in your own knowledge of your own self worth.
My humor runs the gambit. I find a lot of different things funny. I make some folks who visit me here on Ellipsis laugh, and I have gotten emails from some who have been offended by me. What can I do? Some times I have put myself in the other persons shoes and try to see why, or how they were offended. Sometimes I have gotten my feelings hurt, after all, I am not out to hurt anyone when I attempt humor, but in actuality, I have no control over how my words will be interpreted. Humor, beauty, politics, hatred, and life are in the eye of the beholder, we have the right to tune out what offends us, but who do we want in charge of our thoughts? Who has the right to tell us what's funny or not? Who has the right to tell us what to feel and when to feel it? And who dictates what defines us individually? I don't think we Americans are playing the "race" card or the "sexist" card as much as we are playing the "victim," card.
***On a lighter note, there is a new poll on my sidebar. Go take it. It is a simple poll about which comedian makes us laugh the most. :) For the results of last months poll, "Who Had The Best Hair Style Ever" click here.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Sigh. I am having tummy troubles. When I went to bed, early Saturday morning, I had some rumbles in my stomach. Then it kind of hurt, and funny, spontaneous noises flew forth from my... well... backside. Thank goodness Alan had already left for work, or he would probably be filing for divorce, because it was a little unpleasant to say the least. I can live with my own noises and perfuminess, but I would never expect anyone else to. LOL. That husband of mine must really kinda like me, lol, he has had to put up with a lot over the years, not the least of which have been my bodily noises. Anyway, I haven't been feeling too wonderful today, in fact a couple times it was all downright painful,I guess it is part two of the cold I had earlier this week. So, instead of trying to write with my usual wit and intelligence... tee hee... I thought I would share some deep, thought provoking quotes from people smarter than I am...
1. Americans will put up with anything, provided it doesn't block traffic.
2. USA Today has come out with a new survey: Apparently three out of four people make up 75% of the population.
3. I never know whether to pity or congratulate a man on coming to his senses.
-William M. Thackeray
4. Sir, you are like a pin, but without either it's head or it's point.
5. Once you accept the universe as matter expanding into nothing that is something, wearing plaid with stripes comes easy.
- Albert Einstein
6. There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies, and statistics.
7. You couldn't get a clue during a clue mating season, in a field full of horny clues, if you smeared your body with clue musk and did the clue mating dance.
8. If you can't convince them, confuse them.
-Harry S. Truman
9. If you can't beat them, arrange to have them beaten.
- George Carlin
"How do geese know when to fly to the sun? Who tells them, the seasons? How do we humans know when it is time to move on? As with the migrant birds, so surely with us there is a voice within if only we would listen to it, that tells us certainly when to go forth into the unknown."
I guess I am feeling better, for some reason I am really hungry for Pork and Gravy Chow Mein. That's a good sign... right? :)
Pacific Grove, California
April 12th, 2007