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Entry for September 28, 2007

Foolish men.

Foolish women.

You have so much.

Why do you ask for more?

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Foolish man

Fallible woman.

Why seek the moon,

when you have the shore?

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Each grain of sand

is yours to hold.

The waves thunder

for your ears alone.

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Yet you would walk

the desert heat.

For one more grain,

your greed would roam.

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When will you learn

your own true value?

When will you revel

on your own ground?

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Stop looking away.

Stop thinking of tomorrow.

Stop searching outside

and you will be found.

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This one takes the cake.

You know how I’ve mentioned that, being a small newspaper and all, the paper here in Maui seems to print every letter that is sent to it? It makes for some funny reading sometimes, as I like to share on this blog.

Yesterday, they printed a letter from a reader with a complete urban legend in it. Personally, I think that does a disservice to their readers, even if you want to be nice and print every single person’s letter. But, geeeez, even I vet e-mails and such before I ever forward them. Snopes.com is a wonderful site.

I’m not going to reproduce the hogwash here. It’s the misinformation about why Starbucks didn’t send free coffee to Iraq. It’s NOT TRUE. Not the way the story goes around. It’s an urban legend. Booooo on the Maui News for allowing misleading lies to be printed in their newspaper, no matter the source.

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Dark Matter Update

Article in paper today about dark energy, or dark matter – that stuff out in the universe that is a repulsive force driving galaxies apart.

The gist of the news from NASA and other researchers is this:

“We still don’t know what it is.”

They think dark energy makes up about 74-percent of everything there is in the universe. They just don’t know what it is. Fascinating! I’ve blogged about the mysteries of dark matter – and other deep mysteries of Earth. Glad to hear the top minds in the country are still working on it, even though “We don’t know any more today than we did 10 years ago” says Saul Perlmutter.

I say – put the CSI team on it. They can go out, scoop up some dark matter with a cotton swab, throw it in the DNA-spectral-analysis-blood-spatter-bullet-tracer-super-magic-thingamabob-y and – Voila! – I’m sure they could figure out dark matter in a jiffy.

Until then, Mario Livio (a theorist at the Space Telescope Science Institute) says “We need humility. It’s as if we had no idea what water is, even though water covers three-quarters of the Earth.”

We need humility.

Well, that can apply to all of us, I think.

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Wow. This outcome surprised me. Yea me!

You will notice the answer does not say “You CONFIDENTLY Passed 8th Grade Science.”

You Passed 8th Grade Science
Congratulations, you got 8/8 correct!

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Writers’ Block Challenge #18

You Know Me

You know me

I’m the high school football star without a scholarship who finished college.

I’m the daughter of the soldier-son of a soldier.

I’m the father who went back to the battlefield,

with my two sons.

I’m the doctor,

The mechanic,

The pilot,

Who sought to serve more than just an employer.

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I was right outside your door.

I sold you Girl Scout cookies.

I dated your daughter.

I pushed my stroller past your window with leash in hand,

loved ones in sight.

I shopped,

I walked,

I mowed,

I said goodbye to routine and safe slumber.

 

 

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You remember me.

But do you know where I am today?

  

I am not outside your door.

The traces of my voice are too far away for you to hear.

The pain I see is too much for you to imagine.

The reasons and whys don’t matter as much

as the whos and wheres.

I am dirty.

I am hot.

I am loyal and strong.

 

And I want the same thing you yearn for:

To share your door once again.

 

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Writers’ Block Challenge is HERE. This is my first try.

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…wooooooo!

This is fun and slightly hilarious.

In light of my upcoming nuptials, some of my dearest friends decided they would organize our very own Bachelorette Party. Wheeeee!

I gotta hand it to my gals – they know how to organize a fantastic getaway. We had the most decadent, fun, relaxing weekend. We shared dinner. We went dancing. We shared lunch. We went to a spa. ahhhhh!!

I have to make one funny observation from our jaunt out on the town last night: I am soooooooo very very unhip. While I sit in my car and listen to NPR, the young folks of the urban lands are listening to music like I’ve never heard before. I admit it – I haven’t been out dancing in a real club for……..when was the last bachelorette party I went to?……well, it’s been years. And it’s been over 15 years since I went out dancing more than once a year. And my friends and I are stuck in the 80s during our own private dance crazes.

But out we went, my brave friends and I. One of whom actually goes out on a regular basis. And one of whom listens to MTV on a regular basis and recognized most of the songs being played.

Me? Pretty clueless. The kids on my street are all under 13 or so. I don’t work with 20-somethings anymore. I don’t watch MTV because I was under the impression they don’t actually play VIDEOS anymore. *sigh*

Never a good dancer to begin with, I was somewhat grateful for a packed dance floor to hide my stumbles while I stared up at video screens showing videos of songs everyone else seem to know. Lil Mama. huh? Lady Sovereign. ehh??  Bob Sinclar. wha?? Justin Timberlake. Oh!! I’ve heard of him!! Sweet.  It was pretty funny. I was probably the oldest person in the room, but hey – you know what? I’m only getting married once, and if my friends and I want to use the opportunity to dance ourselves to exhaustion like we used to, I say “Yea for us!!”  Although it seems that exhaustion came a tad bit faster than I recollect it did 10 years ago.

It is also interesting to note that the age-old Club behavior still applies. For me it is “DO NOT make eye contact with anyone for more than 2 seconds.” I love to look around at all the people, and it’s fun to see how people dance and it’s just nice to see people having a good time. BUT, inevitably, if you make eye contact with a guy for more than 2 seconds, he takes it as an invitation to come over and dance with you. And I use “dance” loosely. It’s more – his own private grope fest. My friends and I had to rescue each other a couple of times during the night. Ug.

I was pretty excited when I heard Bob Sinclar’s song sampling that good ol’ dance staple of my youth – C & C Music Factory’s “Everybody Dance Now.” Nice to see the kids acknowledging the classics. Ha! I’m classic (that’s one word for it).  

Wanna know what the kids are dancing to these days?

Check it out…..

Lil Mama – Lip Gloss

Bob Sinclar – Rock This Party

Lady Sovereign……

I don’t think I can post anything and not have to change this entry to “Mature Content.”

And, if you are like me, here is one you may know.

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….the things some people say and believe.

You know, I’m not really going to try and chime in on the particulars of the Jena 6 case. Truth is, I didn’t know about the previous incidents before last week, so I don’t know all the facts of the cases. I don’t.

But I thought someone made a very telling statement to the news crews on the day of the protest march in Jena. On the news that night they interviewed people who had traveled in buses to attend the march. Then, they interviewed several people in town who were awaiting the arrival of marchers. One woman stated this:

“We live in the 21st century. They’re not going to let people get rail-roaded!”

ummmm……

What planet of brotherly love do YOU live on? Pull the wool away from your eyes, dear. She didn’t object to the marchers, but she seems to think there is no reason why any group of people would need to stand up and make a case for racial justice.

And that, my friends, is exactly why we still need these types of marches. Not to make a case for or against particular people. Not to be angry. But to say to folks in this country – there are a lot of places here where people of different races are not on a level playing field. And doesn’t everyone deserve that?

I honestly don’t think all the marches in the world will change the heart of racist people. These people are going to believe whatever they want to believe. Maybe because they are afraid. Maybe because they seek power. Maybe because they’ve been brainwashed. Who knows.

But I think people need to look around and realize that inequities still exist. Everywhere. I’m not singling out the southern portions of our Nation. Or the big cities. Or the impoverished. Many places will have problems. I spent about 10 years in a college town in California. Lots of ethnicities in town. And lots and lots of highly educated people. Lots. But they couldn’t escape the brutality of race-related problems. Insulting graffiti on homes. Fights in the schools. Alleged racial profiling by the City’s police department. I spent a lot of time talking to a friend of mine who knows the amount of times her two sons (she’s white, her kids are black) were pulled over by police in town – for invisible infractions. For the sheer sport of it, it seemed. Years of this behavior, so that it got to the point that her law-abiding sons were afraid of the police. And finally moved out of town. She’s been trying to complain to the police department for years. The community itself held a march in 2006 protesting alleged racial profiling by the police department. It may not be as bad as other parts of the country, but these problems still exist, from one end of the nation to the other.

Now, I’m not as sensitive to racism as my father used to be. Bless his heart, if someone seated us in a restaurant too close to either the front door – or to the kitchen – Dad would get this grumbly look in his eye like “We’ve been singled out!” And you couldn’t win. If we went to a Chinese restaurant – we were singled out because my mom is Caucasian. If we went to any other restaurant – we were singled out because Dad is Asian. He never actually said it, but there are several restaurants dad would not let us return to after a perfectly good meal. But keep in mind – Dad grew up in the 1940s through 60s. He had seen his fair share of hardcore hatred and discrimination. That tends to wear on a human being.

So, I’m not that sensitive. And I think things have much improved since my father was a young man. But I don’t believe we live in a lovely place where no one gets railroaded anymore. It’s not an equal playing field by far. And people shouldn’t live in oblivion.

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Friday’s Feast #14

Appetizer
What is your favorite type of art?

Ya know….I don’t think I have a favorite. I like good use of color – sometimes bold use of color. So, I end up liking different pieces by different artists. Some are classical, some are modern.

When I was taking a Native American Studies class at college, I learned that I really like the artwork of George Longfish.

When I visited the National Gallery in London, one of my favorite pictures was this one – The Courtyard of a House in Delft.” (1658), by Pieter de Hooch.

 

Soup
When was the last time you got a free lunch (or breakfast or dinner)? Who paid for it?

Hey! Never say there’s no such thing as a free lunch. Sweetie and I just got a free lunch at our wedding reception site on Tuesday when we met with the coordinator. Nice lunch, got to try the red wine and the white wine and the champagne. ‘Course, we’re spending a bunch of money there….soo….

Salad
On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being highest, how emotional are you?

Let’s see…..*takes pulse*…..and…..yup…..I’m a woman. Let’s just say 11, shall we.

Main Course
Approximately how long do you spend each day responding to emails?

Not that long, really. Especially since I’ve been so BAD lately about responding to e-mails. Even on good days, it’s probably 10 to 20 minutes.

Dessert
To what temperature do you usually set your home’s thermostat?

Wellll…..I don’t have a thermostat at home. No central heat and air at our home in Maui. Though we would love to have air conditioning during summer.

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Thanks a lot brain

So, after finally falling asleep around 4 a.m. last night, here are the images that woke me up every half hour or so until 7:30:

People sitting around. I realize that there are people talking, I walk around and see that they have no bodies. They are basically heads in boxes sitting on chairs talking. I was thinking “They can’t be alive can they? Can you live without a body?!” They were alive, but miserable because, hey, they have no bodies. That one woke me up.

I’m hiding out in an apartment and trying to peek out the blinds. There are death squads outside – basically people who are hunting down the folks in the apartments and killing them. I’m trying to peek without letting them see me, but I moved the blinds too much and it caught the eye of someone outside.

Now I’m hiding in an almost-deserted part of a burned out town. There are odd doors and big pieces of wood stacked up and other people are trying to hide behind anything that is big enough. But, since hiding places are scarce, any time you find one, you run the risk of being killed by another person trying to hide. Again, I’m awake.

I’m at the back end of a huge industrial-like garage. I need to get out of there. But there are a line of swinging columns in front of me, with only a tiny walkway between each. I realize that the swinging columns are actually long streams of molten metal and, if I get too close, the heat will burn me. There are a bunch of people in front of me, and I try to avoid them, but I end up bumping a guy in a suit with briefcase. He goes flying backward, drops his briefcase and may have fallen into the blazing metal (not sure). His fall momentarily stopped the moving columns and I made a dash for the door. Yup – that dream woke me up also.

I’m trying to walk around but realize there are hidden cameras all over the place. I don’t want anyone to realize that I just escaped into these hallways, but I’m not stealthy enough. I end up looking right at the camera, which is a dead giveaway that I don’t belong there.

I’m at a gas station and suddenly, someone starts jumping around, slashing people left and right. He’s jumping around a lot, so I figure he must be a mutant frogman (don’t ask me how). I jump in the car with someone else and we try and leave, along with other cars. The frogman shoots out his frog tongue and picks up another car and flings it in the air. We speed off down the street, but the frog guy is zipping after us, throwing out his tongue, which can cut a person in half if it catches you.

hmm…maybe that’s how those people lost all their body parts. And with that…..I wake up for good.

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Remember how I wrote a blog about forming attachments to things? And how bad you feel when you lose or break those things?

One thing you can get too attached to is your own blog. Why am I thinking about this? Because Harmaceutical wrote a blog today about the many rumors that have been swirling about the possible demise of 360 blogging. I heard these rumors months and months ago. I was visiting one of Yahoo 360’s “support” pages/blogs back when I was complaining endlessly about the fact that spammers had taken over a Yahoo Group I belong to (absolutely no help was ever received by the way). Back then, I would check the comments on those blogs and people kept asking Yahoo “What’s the story with Yahoo 360 still being Beta?”, “Are you shutting down the blogs?”, “Will you tell people before you shut down the blogs?”, and “Are you going to start charging for this service?”

To my knowledge, no one ever answered these questions.

I read Harm’s blog today and thought “Yup, I’ve heard that too.” Then, I read how he took the big giant step of purchasing a domain name for himself and I thought “Hey! I did that too!” Because that’s exactly what a did a little while ago. Then, I called up a good buddy of mine who is way more savvy with programming, and graphics, and whatnot, and things of that nature. And I asked him to do a couple of things for me. And I bookmarked this excellent blog about putting together your own website. The theme of this blog entry was “How to Leave Blogger”, but I think the tips can apply to anyone interested in starting their own site. It relies on tools such as WordPress to help you through the process. Some folks may want to start their own site from scratch, but there is no way I could do something like that unless I commissioned someone to create the whole site for me, and I don’t know if I want to spring for that much quite yet. Maybe, but maybe not.

Anyway, as a warning, I suppose – I find it interesting that these rumors of Yahoo 360 switching to another platform, or totally shutting down are still simmering. I sometimes start my blog entries in Word first – mostly because I have to leave the blog, come back and finish it, and Yahoo doesn’t have a good way to “save” your blog entry. So, I know some of my longer blogs are saved. And, I’ve thought about the possibility that the rest of them could go “Poof!” at the whim of the Yahoo string-pullers. I’ve taken steps. Don’t know if it will ever go anywhere past Yahoo, but yes, I’ve thought about it.

p.s. – I think all these preparations mean I’m too attached to my blog, but I’ll deal with that later.

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