Captcha Poetry

Here’s a little Jabberwocky poem, spun from 9 captchas.

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Evinced we went, bravely Somali, to empty a billion dustbins, hence beautifying the barometer in doubletime.

Like a quipping cat, the martini comes, summoned by the gumbo President, as he plays Jascalevich dominos alone on the beach.

Published in: on May 26, 2010 at 1:04 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Your personality: 2.0

In this day and age, when we expect the newest model in our cars, software, and all our gadgets from ipod, to ipad, why not upgrading to the newesself improvementt version of “I”, oneself?

A friend of mine ends all her emails with, “any day above ground is a good day, so live it up.”  I say, any day above ground is a good day to change what we don’t like about ourselves and work towards the new version, 2.0.

I often think of one of my favorite TV shows, “Nip/Tuck,” the black comedrama which always opens with one of the plastic surgeons asking the prospect patient, “So what is it you don’t like about yourself?”  The irony being, of course, that no scalpel can excise the discontent one may have with one’s inner core, and one’s inner core is really where true self-love comes from.

Personally, I’m pretty happy about my physical self and appearance.  I got lucky and inherited some pretty good hand-me down genes from both my parents. While I didn’t get mom’s blue eyes, her genetic German stock married happily with my dad’s DNA contribution, and my pop gave me long eyelashes, good legs, and his fast metabolism, fortunately.  I watch what I eat pretty well, and I’m active, so I have so-far kept the age’s grim hand from sketching too heavily over the original draft.

But going back to the horsehair inside the couch…that’s another ball of wax (don’t think I don’t mix metaphors for nothing…I do it for sheer orneryness).  The inside–me, myself, and I.  That part of me, the inner core, I force through more boot camp and attempt to put through more upgrade installations, self-checks, virus-scans and defragmentations than on any other entity in my sphere.  Yes, I’m a self-improvement junkie.

I’ve recently questioning a little more acutely who I am because I have my eye on a certain someone who in my eyes is all that is beautiful in an individual…outgoing, high energy, social to a fault, if there were one, but that fault would only be being affected or insincere.  He’s not.

I’ve found myself questioning whether I could ever be with him? Would it be possible for us to be compatible?, I ask myself, measuring my social nature along side of his.  I’m not a party animal in the true sense, never really have been, though I do LOVE parties. I’d rather “hang” with a good friend on the side than flit from big group event to event, whereas this man seems to collect people to him (zillions of people almost) like groupies clinging to a rock star.  I feel like I’d be lost among the throng.

Anyway, that insecurity remains somewhat unresolved, but I started to realize that as long as I’m true to myself, being a party animal or not doesn’t matter.  Where I can improve and do want to improve (the first steps in self-change ARE always identifying and intrinsically desiring) is in desiring a more diverse group of people to be my friends.

I’m an ardent dancer, and in dance circles, it’s constantly a challenge to synthesize and make sense/peace/connections with the quirky individuals and personalities that comprise the different dance circles.  There have inevitably been a few people with whom I didn’t get off on the right foot.  Besides the poor guys that I start my first acquaintance with by literally stepping on their toes as we try to waltz off together, there are the even greater number of women at dance with whom you need to do the social boogie-woogie with.  Ladies that you will air-kiss upon entering the dance hall or milonga. Women that you will end up sitting next to, who you will either chatting with in great camaraderie or wind up comparing yourself to in side-long glances, checking which of you is sending out in subtle flares a better body language to tempt that errant solo dancer and lure him to sail over and single you out for the next number.

In the dozen dance places that I frequent, there have been a few women that I didn’t immediately feel like bosom buddies with.  Believe it or not, this bothered me.  Contrary to the common knowledge that not everyone will like you and it’s fruitless to try to please everyone, I seek universal approval. (I know, that’s a security issue I’ll eventually have to work on.  Even Jesus, who–face it–had pretty good odds for being liked with his divine perfection, had some human elements and his detractors.)  Okay, so I say to self, “Self, those women whom I had some conflict with, they have some pretty good points too.  I’ll bet if you gave the situation another chance, and are super friendly to them and put aside and past real or imagined slights, they will come around, and most importantly, you’ll start liking them.”  I have to say, it’s happening.  People that I thought I’d never chose for the closest of my friends are becoming the ones I look forward to seeing as I get to know them better.  And because of my expanded outlook, I’m feeling better about myself.  And even a little more hopeful about Mr. Wonderful.

To summarize, whether it’s being getting over insecurity, shyness, a short-temper, or becoming more friendly, easy-going, punctual, generous, patient, faithful, whatever, as long as we have breath to inhale, and feel the desire, we can be the change we want to see in the world, as we only know the world through ourselves.

Published in: on April 18, 2010 at 5:16 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Kaizen–revisting this eden

i know i’ve written about it before, but i keep coming back to it.  If i were to pick one word as a mantra, it would be Kaizen.  This beautiful japanese word means continual improvement, and it can apply to one’s whole life—one’s business dealings, one’s relationship with others, one’s marriage, one’s commitment to god and to meditation.  i AM imbued with the wonder of this concept.  To me, it represents the potential of all that’s good in one’s self, in man, in nature, and one’s spirit.  always striving for a better version of existence.  Buddha, Jesus, Allah, Moses — there’s such an innate beauty in these Godheads.

(jibun wo shinjiru)

other random thoughts—Life is Art and Art is everywhere.

non-random Japanese word:

Published in: on February 11, 2010 at 2:09 am  Leave a Comment  

This soul hasn’t stopped searching, just looking under different rocks…

Geeze-Louise, I have a lot to learn about this blogging process.  It’s a lot like having a child, and Soulseeking, my first blog, I think, has been wandering barefoot in the dessert of cyberspace like the proverbial red-headed stepchild.  (No offense, Gingers, I love you all and your passionate grip on the world. I’m a lefty, and us outer-fringe-rs gotta band together and give each other moral support against the sinister plot to defame us).

I say I think Soulseeking was my first progeny because I suspect I have another offspring suffering even more neglect and malnourishment on the net.  Well, someone who’s earned her bread and butter by scouring the internet for answers (yes, Virginia, there is a job like this, it’s called a market research analyst), I should be able to find that other lost lamb and invite him back into the fold.

So now like a  parent who’s finally able to pay back child support, I’m gathering Soulseeking into the embrace of my nimble typing fingers and proud parent’s heart, acknowledging the recognition he earned on his own merit despite neglect (I’d failed to acknowledge some nice comments, and did so today with great thanks to people who had somehow discovered SS’ing, and vow not to commit that cardinal sin of blogging, ignoring readers, any more, Amen.)

Anyway, I’ve decided my little family of blogs is going to keep peace and now introduce SoulSeeking to his little sister, Catapult.  Kids, get along, okay?  Maybe you can share some friends, Soulseeking, you might want to show Catapult something about public speaking and how to dress up nice, since I think Catapult doesn’t have much sense of style yet.

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SS & Cat up on a ridge

acknowledgement:
Many thanks to Dave and Marge, the real actors who posed as SS and Cat in their meeting up on a ridge, and to bob&sue, their agent.
Now if you want something really of beauty, listen here. Utterly divine.
Published in: on January 11, 2010 at 4:19 pm  Leave a Comment  

Chill award

I’m not one to brag (much), but someone called me “really chill” today.  A total stranger from the web.  That’s like getting a wolf-whistle for your wit.  Course, now I’m luke-warm for being lame-o and writing about it.

Anyway, my surfing tonight brought delightful discoveries that I have to share with my phantom audience.

LOVE that I discovered the Fictional Cereals page!  A true delight, describing Spumco Sugar Corn Waste, as well lauding Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs, the preferred morning munch of my hero Calvin, of he and the Hobbes’ fame.

Breakfast is my all time favorite meal and I grew up on everything from Freakies to Count Chocula and seeing these other bowlful imaginings gladdened my heart, imagination and sweet-tooth. Have to steal a few image from that fabulous site, as well as post some nostalgic images of brands I remember.  I’m surprised I missed Fruity Yummy Mummy, which lurked on the shelves at some point.

Among nutrition’s rogue gallery, some of the concoctions I actually imbibed include…

Quisp

Freakies

I’m just glad I never sunk to eating something called Donkey Kong’s Crunchy Barrels of Fun.  Sounds like something you might find mucking out a stall in the deep South. What is alarming is that despite my current-day appreciation for things like Special K or innocuous, sensible fare like Rice Chex, I still think my good buddy Cap’n can’t be beat.  Call it soul food.

Cap'n Crunch Peanut Butter

Published in: on December 30, 2009 at 4:49 am  Leave a Comment  

In search of balance…

sleepy_flower_121906A facebook friend of mine notice I was up early. At that point I didn’t know whether I was up late (very) or up early. My sleep has been brief and interrupted. I think a lot has to do with the light from my laptop (or bloc note, as they call it here in Montreal).  Apparently light eminating from a computer screen simulate sunlight, so the bright light right before bed throws diurnal rhythms out of whack.  Even if we sleep the same amount, we get the equivalent of jet lag, as WedMed notes:

… staring at a computer screen and enthusiastically typing or surfing not only can steal precious time you should be banking in deep sleep, but the actual light emansleepyating from the screen can also disrupt your body’s ability to prepare for sleep and literally wind down… people who spend more pre-bedtime hours using the Internet or watching television are more likely to report that they don’t get enough sleep, even though they sleep almost as long as people who spend fewer pre-bedtime hours in front of a computer or television screen.

I guess it’s time to wean myself off computer addiction.

Published in: on September 6, 2009 at 2:45 pm  Leave a Comment  

Okay, I need to learn how to schedule my time for maximum efficiency right now.  Maybe I’m combining blogging with journaling.  There seems to be a major overlap in my use of this space and the ruminations of my ole’ fashioned hard copy journal.  (see other post on possible and personal motivations for blogging)

I’m getting about 20 emails a day…not a huge number, but a lot of them require response.  I valuable my friends highly, and besides working for existing freelance clients for PR and marketing, I’m taking the time to apply for positions that might marry my skills and experience for worthwhile organizations.

Then I try to fit in blogging too, during the sometimes only 2 hours I’m online.  It seems like a good habit—did I say before it feels like something good to do like flossing?

Anyway, what I wanted to blog about is the economy and the need to support and broadcast by word of mouth businesses who’s products or services we enjoy, believe in, and care about their flourishing, heck surviving right now.  So I ask propietors of places I like for a couple of business cards and pass them on to appropriate friends that might find need of such services.  I also believe in endorsing colleagues on Linked In, if I really know their work and their ethics.

I hope to return to this topic, because it’s very heartfelt to me.

Published in: on February 26, 2009 at 7:19 pm  Comments (1)  

Blinders on, Please! Dealing with online and other distractions

I often get distracted.  Horses drawing carts and racing to the finish line are equipped with blinders to keep them from bolblindersting, straying, etc….I need to develop my own.
It’s really not too surprising that I follow a meandering path at times, since I am a regular Facebook user, as well as loving to take photographs (and post them on Flickr, Shutterfly, the aforementioned Facebook, sometimes editing them in Photoshop). I also subscribe various regular emails like MarketingProfs, Raintoday, AdobeEdge, BNET newsletters, BtoB alerts*, Cutting Edge PR e-news**. And then again, I’m left-handed, right-brained, an attention-seeking middle child.
Alas, one of the regular emails I used to get that I’ve now given up in a feeble attempt to reduce the overload is a daily Calvin & Hobbes comic.  calvin-and-hobbes

Even now, as I sit at my sister’s house, I could be blogging, or out riding a nice little horse, or organizing my contacts (a slew of recently gathered business cards and scraps of paper with names and phone numbers is splayed around my laptop), getting ready to go dancing, meditating (that’s probably what I SHOULD be doing, to get centered), returning some phone calls, updating two different websites, emailing back some contacts or weeding out older emails that I’ve saved for digesting later.  I try to keep my email inbox under 500 emails.  I did just cut down my current count by about 40 emails in the past 30 minutes (and also learned WOM means word of mouth, as in WOM marketing via Twitter).  I do love my Gmail, as it allows me to post pictures of my friends in the contact list, put a star by emails I need to follow up with, and has wonderful search functionality to let me find an email thread.

* ONE DAY COULD SAVE $3.5 B

BtoB informed readers on 2/9/09 that the US Post Office operates at a deficit of about $2.8 billion per year.   It’s considering  reduce its services to five days of operation instead of six.

**2 tasty tidbits today from this source:

1) Quote of the Day:

“43% of all statistics are worthless.”
anon

2) “Internet news is more popular than newspapers”:

In 2008, for the first time, more Americans relied on the Internet for national and international news than on newspapers. In December 2008, 40% of those surveyed said they get most of their news from the Internet, up from 24% in September 2007, while 35% still mainly read newspapers, and 70% say television is their primary source of news.

And for the Gen Y age group (18-29), the Internet was level pegging with TV as the most popular source of news, accounting for 59% of this age group’s news sources. There was a big drop to newspapers at 28% and radio at 18%. The message for PR people: start taking Internet news sources seriously in media campaigns, especially with certain demographic groups such as Gen Y.

Source: Pew Research Center, http://pewresearch.org

Published in: on February 17, 2009 at 6:55 pm  Leave a Comment  
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PollyAnna and the HOPE chest

I was craving a Filet of Fish (brain-food, albeit with the RDA of grease) and went to my local McDonald’s today.  I wanted to grab a quick bite before heading off to do computer work and working out.

I looked for a table out of the way of the noise and hubbub and as I was glancing around, I noticed most of thhobamape3e ambiant noise was a couple large, new flat-screen TVs, with Obama delivering a live speech.  I sat down in front of one of the screens in between some workmen in blue shirts, and tuned in to listen as Obama discussed his stimulus campaign during a town-hall meeting in Fort Myers, Fla.

I was glad to see these workers watching and before I left I asked the one closest to me what he thought of our new prez.  He expressed his support and faith in him, and talked about the teamwork he learned in the military.  It will take teamwork for our congress to move forward, and patience in our people.  I have so much confidence, and so believe that continued support, faith, and patience in Obama is required to allow him to lead us to positive change.

I’ve had a few discussions recently with people about the current economic situation.  So many express their frustration, with the growing joblessness, the credit crunch, foreclosure crisis, war debacle, etc. and anger at Bush and his damaging term, as well as the greed of some.  I wholeheartedly agree with the criticisms of the past decade or so that has brought the global mood and realities to this major turning point.  But as I quoted to one of my new friends, attitude is not a feeling, but a choice.  We should not focus on the past, which we cannot change, but on our approach with hope and optimism, in the future.

Published in: on February 10, 2009 at 6:53 pm  Leave a Comment  
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A different dance venue

I’ve been spending a lot of time in and out of ballrooms.bobmelvillesouthpole

This morning I’m reflecting how fortunate I am to live (and dance) in a free society, and a warm environment. Here are other individuals–still enjoying–but in odd venues…Bob Melville, teaching Scottish Country Dance Group at the South Pole, bless him!…

And then there’s 48-year-old Byron Garcia, who has the inmates of Philippines prisons dancing massive synchronized fields of orange jumpsuits to the Radio Gaga and other tunes.  Byron believes these dance activities provide positive rehabilitation, and looking through the videos, I’m apt to think so too.

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Published in: on February 7, 2009 at 7:16 pm  Leave a Comment  
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