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Sunday, December 4, 2011

Scruples Question #4

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You betcha!

In the past I would have honored the contract but after being laid off 4 years ago and struggling to keep up with my mortgage payments ever since, I’d have to go with the better position.

Taking a $7 an hour pay cut can permanently change your perspective on loyalty to an employer.

On the flip side, the current position is free-lance and temp so why couldn’t I do it as well. Maybe in the evenings or on the weekend.

You know have your cake and eat it too.

 

Disclaimer

The game, A Question of Scruples is owned and copyrighted by High Game Enterprises. All questions posted here are from the 1986 version of the game which was copyrighted by the Milton Bradley Co. (now Hasbro).

I have no official ties to High Game Enterprises or Hasbro and I am not receiving any compensation for these posts.

My only hope is that they have a sense of humor and don’t sue my ass over this.

See definition of sarcasm here.

 

 

While writing this I was listening to "You Remind Me" from "P Is For Panda Mix Tape Vol. 1" by Andy Shauf

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Scruples Question #3

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Absolutely!

Ok, I was going to try and be satirical and sarcastic here but I can’t.

They deserve to know the truth.

Also it is a teaching opportunity.

By the way, I have never tried it.

 

Disclaimer

The game, A Question of Scruples is owned and copyrighted by High Game Enterprises. All questions posted here are from the 1986 version of the game which was copyrighted by the Milton Bradley Co. (now Hasbro).

I have no official ties to High Game Enterprises or Hasbro and I am not receiving any compensation for these posts.

My only hope is that they have a sense of humor and don’t sue my ass over this.

See definition of sarcasm here.

 

 

While writing this I was listening to "Mozart: Concerto In C For Flute & Harp, K 299 (Excerpt)" from "Essential Relaxing Classics" by "James Galway, Fritz Helmis; Herbert Von Karajan: Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra"

Monday, November 14, 2011

Jokers Club by Gregory Bastianelli

A LibraryThing Review

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Ok story but not very original. While reading this novel I kept recognizing parts from other, more popular stories. It is set in a small New England town ala Stephen King. There's the person climbing out of the well (The Ring) and the ever-present Joker which is reminiscent of Pennywise the Clown from Stephen King's "It". And the ending seemed to mirror the endings of several popular films from the past few years.

I wanted to enjoyed it more but it was very predictable. Or as the Joker himself said, "A little contrived isn't it?"

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Scruple Question #2

 

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Wait. I actually finished college and earned a degree??

A college coed is attracted to me??

Well sure, since my life is apparently a television drama, why not?

But alas, my life is not and I can’t see myself being attractive to a college coed. Truth be told, if Evelyn hadn’t made the first move many years ago I could possibly be a bachelor today.

 

Disclaimer

The game, A Question of Scruples is owned and copyrighted by High Game Enterprises. All questions posted here are from the 1986 version of the game which was copyrighted by the Milton Bradley Co. (now Hasbro).

I have no official ties to High Game Enterprises or Hasbro and I am not receiving any compensation for these posts.

My only hope is that they have a sense of humor and don’t sue my ass over this.

See definition of sarcasm here.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Pilgrimage, Pt. 2" from "Children of Sanchez (1 of 2)" by Chuck Mangione

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Scruples Question #1

 

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Hell no! That’s her realtor’s job.

The county recently appraised my house at $20 grand less than the mortgage I took out 5 years ago, I need every break I can get. 

 

Disclaimer

The game, A Question of Scruples is owned and copyrighted by High Game Enterprises. All questions posted here are from the 1986 version of the game which was copyrighted by the Milton Bradley Co. (now Hasbro).

I have no official ties to High Game Enterprises or Hasbro and I am not receiving any compensation for these posts.

My only hope is that they have a sense of humor and don’t sue my ass over this.

See definition of sarcasm here.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Fresh" from "Something for Everybody" by Devo

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Read It!

 

 

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Life is spiritual. Life just flows. Life doesn’t judge or criticize. Life doesn’t resist what is. Because life is what is. Life is pure softness and relaxation. Resistance to life is hardness and tension.

-F**k It: The Ultimate Spiritual Way by John C. Parkin

 

Ok, I don’t agree with everything in this book like the section on parenting. I just won’t believe that ignoring your kids as they run around a restaurant creating havoc is a good parenting technique. But overall if you are stressed out in life, this is a good book to help you put things in perspective and sort out what should matter and what shouldn’t.

And if the title offends you or if you are upset with me because I posted it then all I got to say is….. Smile

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Hanging on Too Long" from "Rockferry" by Duffy

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

The View From Room 508

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Yep, that’s Pikes Peak but this isn't the view from some posh hotel in Colorado Springs. This is the view from Penrose Hospital room #508.

This is where my wife has been since Monday….It’s Wednesday now. I’m not going into any details but she’ll be ok. We should be out of here tomorrow or Friday at the latest.

Besides boredom I have observed a few interesting things. A hospital is a plethora of human drama and emotion. I passed a nurse and a family in the lobby engaged in a somber discussion about a loved one’s death. I have also witnessed the excitement and joy of the staff after the arrival of a donor heart.

It’s been an interesting swing of events. Much more than this post is sounding to me right now. I’m really tired and this is not coming out the way it sounded in my head so I am going to stop writing it.

Monday, September 5, 2011

My Greenpeace saga

A week or so back I posted the following on Facebook:

“Took the back alleys to avoid the Greenpeace people on the corner. Does this make me a bad person?”

I got some interesting comments from friends and most of them were anti-Greenpeace.

I work at the downtown library which is a block east of Tejon St. Tejon is the main shopping strip of downtown Colorado Springs so most of the places to eat are along there as well. I have become a big fan of the Arabica Café, a Middle Eastern restaurant, which serves really good dishes quickly and at a reasonable price. In order to get there from work, I have to walk down Pikes Peak Ave and turn right on Tejon. It’s just a block and a half so it’s really no big deal except that on the corner of Pikes Peak and Tejon is usually a group of Greenpeace volunteers. These volunteers (I’ll call them GPers for short) regularly become verbally aggressive if you try to blow them off. I’ve seen it many times including a shouting match between a GPer and a woman who was trying to explain that she was on her way to a job interview and would be late if she stopped to talk.

Lately I have attempted to avoid them by cutting across a bank parking lot, going down a back alley and coming up from the other end but last Friday I forgot.

As I came towards the GPers, one young lady spotted me from a 1/2 block away and waited for me. When I was close enough to hear her, she began.

I paraphrase below:

GPer: Excuse me, do you have time to talk?

Me: Not today.

GPer: Why not?

Me: I’m on a very tight lunch schedule.

GPer: Well, that’s some food for thought!

Me: (to myself) Huh?

I kept walking but her attitude and my friends’ comments made me want to know what Greenpeace was really about.

Here are a few quotes from their website:

“Greenpeace is the largest independent direct-action environmental organization in the world.”

“We do not take money from government or corporations. Our only bottom line is a green and peaceful future.”

and:

“Greenpeace volunteers are dedicated, savvy and passionate about the planet.”

 

Now I’m not knocking Greenpeace as a whole. I think their cause is very noble and they seem to have our best interest at heart when it comes to protecting the environment and our natural resources. Check them out for yourselves at http://www.greenpeace.org/usa/en

But they really should come down to the ‘Springs and teach the local GPers how to be savvy and peaceful.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Velvet Sky" from "Los Lonely Boys [Or. Music]" by Los Lonely Boys

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Can you read the last line?

I go in two days to have a second cataract surgery. This time it is on my right eye. After that I should have a matching set.

Today I started taking Vigamox (Moxifloxacin Ophthalmic), an anti-biotic eye drop, one every six hours.

 

Here is the The National Institute of Health’s notes on its usage:

Moxifloxacin ophthalmic solution is used to treat bacterial conjunctivitis (pink eye; infection of the membrane that covers the outside of the eyeballs and the inside of the eyelids). Moxifloxacin is in a class of antibiotics called fluoroquinolones. It works by killing the bacteria that cause infection.

 

Here is the information sheet from the box it came in:

 

Vigamox Info Sheet

 

Can’t read it?

Neither can I because I have a cataract!

Can you imagine anybody with any of the symptoms listed above reading them?

Maybe they should pack a magnifying glass in the box.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "MMM, MMM, MMM, MMM" from "Billboard Top Hits: 1994" by Crash Test Dummies

Sunday, August 14, 2011

To friend or not to friend…

Is that really the question?

Today, for the first time ever, I unfriended someone on Facebook.

In the past I have blocked a friend of a friend’s comments because they were just getting too offensive. Eventually I unblocked them.

I have also blocked posting from most apps, Farmville etc. I really don’t care if someone bought a virtual cow or won a virtual pie at a virtual county fair. 

I’ve even unliked some pages because their posts were clogging up my newsfeed.

But I have never unfriended someone.

I mean my standards for accepting friends are not that complicated. Family and close friends are automatics. Co-workers and old school friends/acquaintances are a shoe in. Just send me a request. I’ll even accept requests from mutual friends of friends.

And once your in, your pretty much in for life. I don’t ask for much, I read other peoples’ posts more than I post myself.

It would take a lot to push me over the line and force me to unfriend you and before yesterday I really couldn’t tell you where that line was.

FYI. Here it is.

Diss me and I can let it slide, maybe. Diss a friend and I will defend them and hopefully make you see where you are wrong.

Diss a family member, well…game over.

When I introduce my wife to you I expect a cordial response such as “nice to meet you” or a “how are you today?”

A Neanderthal grunt and look of disgust is not going to cut it with me.

Follow that by being arrogant, making rude comments and acting like you are too good to have dinner with me and my friends, then hit the road, bitch.

I’m sure we’ll cross paths sometime in the future, probably in the same type of social situation since we know some of the same people, but don’t expect any recognition from me.

When it comes to family, especially my wife, it’s one strike and you’re out.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Call In Sick" from "Panic" by MxPx

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Ouch!

Let me tell you, poor depth perception can hurt.

I decided to mow the front yard today. It has been weeks since the last time, mainly because of the constant headaches from eye strain.

Listen closely and you can hear the neighbors cheering.

Our front yard is surrounded by a retaining wall. The drop is about 2 1/2 ft. (See photo below)

I paid close attention to that obstacle and navigated around it pretty well.

What I wasn’t watching was the low hanging tree limb that I almost knocked myself out on.

 

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This picture was taken about 4 yrs. ago, the tree is a lot sturdier now.

 

Oh yeah, and did you notice the lighter upper section of the house? That actually overhangs the lower level of the house. The upper level sticks out about 2 ft. further than the lower level and it’s about 5 ft. off the ground.

I slammed into that at full walking speed. BAM!

I have taken more Tylenol today than I have everyday combined since my surgery.

Tomorrow I’m going to mow the backyard.

Maybe I better rent a seeing eye dog.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Hard to Be" from "Family Style" by Vaughan Brothers

Thursday, August 4, 2011

One down, One to go

The cataract surgery was a success, I am no longer near-sighted in my left eye and my vision is no longer cloudy in that eye.

My right eye? Well, it’s still the same. But that will change on Sept. 6th.

All went well with the surgery but let me give you a tip. If you are squeamish about IVs and needles make sure the surgery nurse doesn’t know. As I mention in an earlier post, I was resolved with the idea that the IV was necessary and decided not to say anything about it.

Evelyn had a different idea. She made sure the staff knew I was nervous about it.

The results? The nurse stuck me twice in the back of the right hand with no luck, she then began searching in the crook of my arm but could not find a vein there so she moved to the back of my left hand. All this time she was commenting on how hard it was to find a good spot. Funny, the lab tech who draws blood every 6 mos. for my cholesterol/lipid check never has a problem. I was good though, I clenched my teeth and took it. I’m surprised that I didn’t blow the top off the blood pressure monitor.

After that it was pretty smooth sailing. They gave me the Versed and that relaxed me, A LOT. They rolled me into the OR, tilted the table until I was practically standing on my head and taped my head to the table in the correct position for the doctor. Versed is a great relaxant.

I was conscious during the surgery. I could hear the doctor and nurses talking but it really didn’t register what they were saying. All I could see was white light at first but then as they started to removed and replace the lens, I could see a vivid display of colors. Cool.

Did I mention that I love Versed?

Then it was over in 9 minutes. 

On the way home, Evelyn and I stopped at Sonic. I immediately started reading the menu. Then it dawned on me. Holy Crap! I don’t have my glasses on. This thing really worked.

As I stated before, I’m seeing pretty well with my left eye. I didn’t get an eye patch, darn it! They took the left lens out of my glasses. That wasn’t going to work because my depth perception was way off and I couldn’t read or see the keyboard on my laptop. So today Evelyn drove me to Walgreens to pick up some “cheaters” and sunglasses. She is refusing to let me drive until I have my other eye corrected.

The “cheaters” are working pretty well since I am actually typing right now. Tomorrow is the big test, I go back to work.

In the words of my optometrist, “It’s going to be a long month.”

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Running to Stand Still" from "The Joshua Tree [20th Anniversary 2-CD] Disc 1" by U2

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Here we go

Less than 3 hours to go before I have to be at the surgery center. My arrival time is 12:50pm. I’m not sure how long it will take after that.

Still stressed out but have resolved to tough it out with the IV. That makes me sound brave but really what choice do I have.

My pre-surgery instructions for today were no caffeine, no dairy, only clear liquids up until 11am, and no solid foods after 7am. You know what that means, I’m jonesing for Dutch Brothers and a huge wedge of cheddar cheese. As for the no solid food, I got up at 6am this morning and had toast, cereal with NO milk, and 2 chocolate covered doughnuts. Then I went back to bed and sleep till 9.

Yes, I’m well aware that I’m crazy.

I will try to post an update tonight but I don’t really know how well I will feel or see.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Things I Used To Know (Acoustic)" from "In This Moment [Amazon MP3 Exclusive]" by Riley Etheridge Jr.

Monday, July 25, 2011

It never hurts to ask

Speaking of my dentist (see previous post), I went to see him this morning for a filling.

I asked him if he would be willing to go with me to my eye surgery and gas me before they stuck me with the IV.

He told me that his nitrous unit was not portable.

He looked a little sad so I think he would have done it for me if he could.

My dentist is the best.

If you live in the Colorado Springs area and need a great dentist, contact Park Dental Associates.

Tell them Terry sent you.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Usual Suspects" from "Bloodshot Indie-Pendants Sampler" by Ha Ha Tonka

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Friday, July 22, 2011

Anxiety….with more to come.

I went to the Wright Eye Center yesterday to fill out more paperwork, surgery consent forms, etc. I also received prescriptions for antibiotic eye drops and a list of pre-surgery procedures, dos and don’ts.

Routine and painless, right?

You wouldn’t think so by looking at me, I was scared out of my mind. “Are you ok?” Evelyn asked. “Not really” I answered.

It finally started to dawn on me that they will be sticking a scalpel in my eyes. I have no idea how big the scalpel is but in my mind, it is a VERY LARGE diamond tipped scalpel that will most likely require 2 people to hoist up.

I know the surgery is necessary. My only other option is to live out my life with uncorrectable vision clouded by cataracts but lately everything about this procedure is making me one big ball of nerves.

Ok, I will be sedated. They will use Versed administered via an IV.

Wait…an IV?

Did I mention that needles scare the crap out of me. What are they going to sedate me with in order to get that thing stuck in my arm?

When I first met my dentist, years ago, I told him he would have to gas me before he ever pulled a needle out of the drawer or he would have a fight on his hands. It’s been about 10 years and I have learned to sit through a routine cleaning and he has learned to gas me before he starts on a filling. 

I wonder if he will come with me and gas me before the surgeon inserts the IV?

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Breakin' at the Cracks" from "Breakthrough" by Colbie Caillat

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Friday, July 15, 2011

Half a Life: A Memoir by Darin Strauss

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Darin Strauss takes us on his life journey from the age of 18 when the accident occurred to the present. Between those 2 points in time is a difficult and winding road through survivor’s guilt and a never ending battle to reconcile what society expects of him with how he feels.

Can he ever forgive himself and move on or will he continue to live only “half a life” struggling with thoughts of what her life would have been if she had survived?

This is a tragic yet inspiring story that will make you stop and take an inventory of your own life.

 

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Monday, July 11, 2011

Goodbye Ads

What!, you say. Why? Well…

A long long time ago when I first started this blog on Webs.com, I added a widget for Amazon.com. I then incorporated it into Blogger. I had hopes of making a little money here and there but never thought it would bring in any significant profits. Well….I was right. Not long after I started writing, the state of Colorado decided to collect sales tax from companies that sold items via the web and Amazon decided to not sell anything via their associates in Colorado. So Colorado associates have been frozen out due to this still ongoing standoff.

Then Blogger (via Google) offered AdSense which places random ads at the bottom of your posts. You get paid if someone clicks an ad. Since April of this year I have managed to rack up .81 cents. Wow. They won’t send me a check until I reach $10 (after all clicks have been verified and approved). So at this rate it might be a couple of years before I see a check.

So the money was not there and I really never thought it would be. I would have to get millions of hits on this blog to generate any inkling of revenue. And let’s face it, I don’t live the kind of wild and risk filled life to make my blog that interesting.

I have also been reading other bloggers as they debated this issue themselves. Several feel that having ads makes it look like they are endorsing a product or that their posts have been influenced by a company whose ads appear on their page. All good points but I really don’t have an issue with that.

My main reason is that I really don’t like going to websites and being assaulted by ads. Pop ups. Scrolling ads. Floating ads. They are everywhere. The ones that really annoy me are the pop up surveys. How can I rate my experience on your website? Your survey popped up 2 seconds after I logged on and blocked me! I didn’t even get a chance to see your site. So, if I feel this way about ads on websites, why would I subject you to them? Exactly!

So as soon as I can get everything cancelled with AdSense, the ads will be gone.

I‘ll still link to websites and products that I mention because that is the right thing to do. I’ll still link to the musical artist in the “now playing” line at the bottom of each posts because you need to support these people. Go see them live, buy their stuff, support your local artists, etc.

As for Amazon, I will still link book titles, etc. to them because even though I have never ordered anything from them, they are an awesome resource. I will also leave the Amazon MP3 widget on the site as well. (See the previous paragraph for the reasoning behind this.)

So, here we go.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Ain't No Rest for the Wicked" from "Ain't No Rest For The Wicked - Single of the Week" by Cage the Elephant

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Thursday, July 7, 2011

I’m a medical oddity, part 2

I went to see the optometrist at the Wright Eye Center yesterday for a second opinion. All was confirmed. Cataracts in both eyes and possible glaucoma.

Dr. G said that my eyesight without glasses was barely good enough to drive legally. You should have seen the look on Evelyn’s face when he said that. Now, I’ll have to argue with her for the next couple of months when I want to drive. She’ll probably put a GPS tracker on the car before I drive off. Keep an eye out for an ABP coming to your inbox soon.

Due to my insurance provider’s restrictions, I won’t be getting each eye done a week apart per usual procedure, I’ll have to wait a month between each one. It seems that they are ok with Dr. Wright performing the surgery, just not at his own facility. Sooo I have to go to the Colorado Springs Eye Surgery Center for the procedure and Dr. Wright only operates there once a month.

Swell. So I’m not sure what I’ll be wearing for a month since one eye will have good vision and the other will still require a Coke bottle lens. Dr. H had originally said that he could remove one lens of my glasses until both eyes are corrected. That would mean a month of geek\nerddom. I’m already having flashbacks to junior high school. My brother Ronnie suggested I do it up right and put some white tape on the earpieces and nose piece.

 

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                                                                                                                                Thanks Bro.

 

Maybe I can go without glasses and wear an eye patch over the bad eye. That would be cool.

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                                                                                                                                     AYE MATEYS!

 

Anyway, time will tell and I’ll keep you posted.

Meanwhile, if you’re interested go to this link for some educational information from The Wright Eye Center.

 

  

 

While writing this, I was listening to "More Than You Can Feel" from "Secretly Canadian Summer Sampler 2011" by David Vandervelde

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Monday, July 4, 2011

Happy 4th!

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July 4th – Happy 235th Independence Day America!

Friday, July 1, 2011

Chill out, I was only a week late

 

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For those of you who have a home mortgage with Bank of America be warned. They have connections and aren’t afraid to use them.

Does this prove they really have more money than God?  I mean even Jesus is on their payroll.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Beauty of Uncertainty" from "Drastic Fantastic" by KT Tunstall

 

 

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Wednesday, June 29, 2011

I’m a medical oddity

 

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Ok, so I went to the optometrist yesterday for my annual eye exam. No big deal right. Well, that would be wrong.

My doctor found so many things wrong or unusual that he was giddy like a kid in a candy store.

First off my eyesight is bad. It has been for years. I’ve worn glasses since I was in fifth grade. I basically wear coke bottles.

Wait, it gets better. Last year during my exam the doctor informed me I had cataracts in both eyes but not to worry because they were very slight. He told me it was not unusual for people to start to develop them at my age (47 at the time). Nothing to worry about for another 10-15 years...

Fast forward one year.

Dr. H: I can hardly see your retina through that lens. How are you seeing out? It looks like a steamy window.

Me: Huh?

Dr. H: Let’s do some more tests.

An hour and a half later, it appears that the cataract in my left eye has made a quantum leap ahead about 10 years and now I may be a candidate for surgery. While my right eye has progressed as expected. They can only correct the vision in my left eye to about 20/35 with normal glasses.

Suddenly I have a screaming TV pitchman running through my head.

But wait there’s more! Call us today and we’ll throw in astigmatism, Krukenberg's Spindle also known as pigment dispersion syndrome and the possibility of glaucoma at no extra costs! Just pay shipping and handling along with whatever exorbitant copay and out of pocket expenses that your insurance provider requires and you too could be enjoying this luxurious health package for the rest of your life!

Yeah, Dr H. was pretty excited.

So next week I go to the Wright Eye Center here in Colorado Springs and meet with another eye doctor for a 2nd opinion and a pre-surgery assessment. Then they have to convince my insurance provider that I qualify for the procedure. Swell.

 

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Yeah, my eyes don’t look like this.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Look But Don't Touch" from "The Alligator Records-20th Anniversary Collection" by Kenny Neal

 

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Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Edenland

First things first. Edenland is the title of an awesome blog written by an Australian woman with a great story and the ability to lock into what other people need to hear. Check it out at http://www.edenriley.com/

In the past, I’ve written a least a couple of times about how this blog is for me and I’m going to write whatever I want and if I hurt anyone’s feelings or offend someone, then I’m sorry but they can just get over it.

Well….that doesn’t happen too often. I constantly worry about the subject matter and whether I am choosing the right wording or not because I may upset someone or they may think differently of me. And what if I express an opinion that someone else disagrees with? I have a co-worker who tells me on a regular basis that my problem is that I just want to be friends with everyone and I want everyone to like me. Well yeah!? Doesn’t everyone?

Actually, my problem is that I want to avoid conflict and confrontation at all costs. So if I can get along with everybody then I’m halfway there.  I think I learned this at an early age because when I was just 6 or 7 years old, my oldest brother was just hitting his rebellious teen years and I remember plenty of arguments between him and our dad. Then a few years later, my other brother hit his teens and it appeared to be a cycle that was destined  to be repeated. Between the three of them, I witnessed enough shouting and shoving matches that I wanted no part of this when I got to be older.

As a result of this, I began living life passively and with minimal risk. The less I could rock the boat, the better. This has led to a life where I constantly rehash conversations (even really old ones) in my mind to see if I said anything that could be misconstrued or offensive. And this has led to, more than once, a feeling of remorse or guilt over something I have said or done in the past.

Anxiety abounds in my world. “I can’t do that, what would so and so think?” Or “I can’t say that or disagree with them, what if I hurt their feelings?” These are all phrases that run through my mind on a regular basis. So you’re wondering what is all this mindless rambling about? Are you going to make some great proclamation of how you are going to change? I wish that were true but the real truth is that this behavior is pretty ingrained in me right now and it will be a long, hard and gradual process before I can make that proclamation, if ever.

Well then, what does this have to do with Edenland?

I’m glad you asked. I ran across Eden’s blog a month or so ago and it inspires me every time I read a new entry. Here is a woman who is a recovering addict, her husband is a cancer survivor, she has 2 young sons and a teenage stepson and she puts it all out there on her blog. All the trials and tribulations, all the ups and downs. No holds barred. She doesn’t care what people think, this is who she is. It’s not a whinny, feel sorry for me blog. It is written in such a straight-forward and passionate manner that it is extremely hard for the reader not to be moved. Maybe not every entry, some are just humorous and entertaining, but the blog as a whole is very inspiring. I wish I could write like that.

About the same time that I discovered Edenland, I was reading a book called Poke The Box by Seth Godin (available on Amazon.com at http://www.amazon.com/Poke-Box-Seth-Godin/dp/1936719002/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1309317718&sr=8-1. It’s about initiative and starting. Not just thinking “outside the box” but poking it and pushing it around. Break out of the status quo and the norm and do something unheard of. Don’t wait for permission or committee approval, take the risk.

Here are some of my favorite quotes from the book:

“Aimless is where we end up when we don’t care so much about where we’re going, or we try to hide and limit our contributions.”

“Risk is avoided because we’ve been trained to avoid failure. I define anxiety as experiencing failure in advance…and if you have anxiety about initiating a project, then of course you will associate risk with failure.”

“Now the whole world is in flux. If your project doesn’t have movement, then compared to the rest of the world, you’re actually moving backward.”

The first rule of doing work that matters: Go to work on a regular basis. Art is hard. Selling is hard. Writing is hard. Making a difference is hard.“

 

That last quote really got to me. So that is going to be my new proclamation. “Go to work on a regular basis.”

Not work as in my job but work as in this blog. Change is hard. Deep down, I really started this blog because I wanted to write but didn’t have the confidence to believe I could do it well or have anything worth saying. But as Seth Godin said, “Writing is hard. Making a difference is hard“ and if I don’t work at this and try to write something everyday then anxiety wins and I lose.

So…I went to the optometrist today for a routine eye exam but that’s a story I’ll tell tomorrow.

Good Night.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Hunt Hunt Hunt" from "Another Hopeless Summer 2011" by There For Tomorrow

 

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Monday, June 20, 2011

Problem Solving Warning

 

Working at the local public library gives me access to a plethora of knowledge and information right at my finger tips. I can find information on just about any subject.

Frequently I come across something that catches my eye, usually because of a picture on the cover or a humorous title such as The Complete Idiot's Guide to Exotic and Pole Dancing Illustrated. You gotta start somewhere, right?

I probably wouldn’t have noticed the CD Book below for any particular reason, we have a whole series of this available.

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But while searching for another item, this one fell of the shelf and the CD went rolling across the floor. When I picked it up I noticed the warning across the label.

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“WARNING: DO NOT PLAY THE SELF-HYPNONSIS TRACK (TRACK ONE) WHILE DRIVING AN AUTOMOBILE”

Wow! And I thought texting while driving was a problem.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Waiting For The Night To Come" from "Strawberry Blood" by Mundy

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Quote of the day

 

The ability to see the right choice, but not until several hours have passed since making the wrong one? That’s what makes a person a dumbass, folks.

-David Wong in John Dies at the End by David Wong

 

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Utopia" from "The End Records 2011 Summer Sampler" by Brendan Perry

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Say What?!

 

Me: You have $54 dollars in fines on your account. 2 books were never returned.

Patron: When were those from?

Me: 2004

Patron: Oh, that must have been when I killed Jeremy.

Me:                                                                      

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Letter to the Editor

 

The following letter to the editor was printed in the Colorado Springs Independent, a great local paper.

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Trail etiquette, please

I wonder why dog owners think their pets' shit tied up in a brightly colored plastic bag adds to the beauty of local trails and trail heads. Do they think their mothers, or city and county workers or trail volunteers, will pick up after them?

This speaks volumes about what these people think of fellow trail users. If you're not going to properly dispose of the package, don't even bother to package it. It will decompose much faster if left open to the elements instead being sealed up in plastic.

Better yet, leave the dog at home if you're not willing to remove its shit from public places.

— Larry Augenstein

Colorado Springs

All content © Copyright 2011, The Colorado Springs Independent

I love this letter and not just because I agree with the writer. I love how blunt and to the point he is. No beating around the bush here.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Mayday (M'aidez)" from "Beyond the Horizon" by People In Planes

Monday, May 2, 2011

Why are you so happy?

 

This question really pisses me off.

I was asked this question the other day at work by one of our transient patrons. I have been asked this question before and it always irritates me.

Here’s your frickin’ answer:

I have been married for 28 years to a beautiful woman that I worship and adore and I know the feeling is mutual.

I own a home in one of the prettiest places I have ever lived.

I am in good health.

I have friends and family who are fun to be around and we would do anything for each other.

I love my job and feel like I am contributing back to my community.

I am alive and living my life to the best of my abilities.


This brings me to the point of this rant.

If my happiness bothers you that much, get off your frickin’ ass, stop hanging out at the library all day and make some sort of effort to improve your situation. Make something of your life and contribute. I know life can be tough and I feel for you but, dude, you’ve got to do something if you want it to change.

If you aren’t willing to make an effort then shut up and leave me alone.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Dear Diary" from "M!ssundaztood" by Pink

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Finally a place to sit and eat

We bought our house in September 2006. The closing was just a couple of weeks after my mother’s funeral. In our excitement of being new home owners and a need to smooth out some of our grief, we invited the entire family up for Thanksgiving. Then we realized that we did not have a table big enough for everyone. We had a corner unit similar to the one below.

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Definitely not big enough for the 10-12 people we were expecting so we went and bought a bigger table similar to this:

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It was 5’ long without the 18” leaf and we purchased 2 extra chairs.

With this monstrosity fully extended, a folding table off to the side and a few extra chairs, we could accommodate everyone. Oh yeah, the dining room is only 9’ x11’. We bought new white dishes for the occasion. We bought new furniture for the sitting area which is at the end of the dining area. We were set and ready to go.

21 people showed up on Thanksgiving day, not 12. Thankfully it was in the upper 60’s outside, a miracle for Colorado in November, so we hauled a 6’ folding table out to the deck and half of us ate inside and the other half ate outside. There weren’t enough of the new dishes for everyone so we broke out the paper plates. It was the best holiday I had had in years.

So for the next 4 years, Evelyn and I pushed the table up against the wall so we could get around it and into the kitchen. We pulled it out when we had company.

About 8 months ago, Evelyn got tired of having to walk around the behemoth so she posted it and the matching side board for sale on Craigslist. Over the years, she had slowly gotten rid of the furniture in the sitting area as well so when the table was gone we had zero furniture in the upstairs area.

Since then we have used a 4’ folding table and canvas camping chairs that I brought in from the garage.

Think this:

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and this:

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By the way, I did warn her this could happen if she got rid of the furniture before she had replacements lined up. My redneck survival skills had kicked in.

It was a war of wills. We have had no dinner guests in months because Evelyn was embarrassed by our dining setup. I can’t figure out why? It was a perfectly functional arrangement. Portable too.

Well about 2 weeks ago, she caved in (Yes! I Won!) and today we found a new dining set.

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I pick it up on Wednesday. Starting next week, we are taking dinner reservations from any family and friends.

Small groups only, please.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "The Big Light" from "The Legend [Columbia] Disc 2" by Johnny Cash

Thursday, April 28, 2011

One of Our Thursdays Is Missing: A Novel by Jasper Fforde

5126565eCuL__SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU01_AA160_  A Thursday is missing but which one? Is the written one the real Thursday? No ones sure. Not even the real Thursday’s husband. War between Racy Novel and Women’s Fiction is imminent and the real Thursday is supposed to mediate the peace talks. A novel from Vanity on its way to being published has disintegrated over the book world and the written Thursday has been dispatched to investigate it. But there is more going on than meets the eye. The book has been sabotaged and it is related to Thursday’s disappearance. There is a possible cover-up by the Council of Genres and the Men In Plaid have been dispatched to enforce it.  This is book #6 of the series and probably one of the best. As usual there are so many twist, turns, puns and satire it can be daunting to keep track of the storyline but at the  same time it is near impossible to put the book down.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Good to Go" from "Jason Aldean" by Jason Aldean

Thursday, April 14, 2011

New header photo added

Check out the picture at the top of the page. It is one of my all time favorites taken in Rocky Mountain National Park, CO.

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While writing this, I was listening to "Love Will Find a Way" from "20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: The Best of Pablo Cruise" by Pablo Cruise

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

A Piggly Wiggly Wedding by Robert Dalby

51zHi1ky38L__SL160_AA160_ Laurie and Powell are married. Mr. Choppy is the new mayor. There are new characters and new Nitwitts. A wedding in the works and the Second Creek mystic continues to grow. The 3rd book of the Piggly Wiggly series picks up where “Kissing Babies” left off and keeps the story going strong. This series of books probably will not win a lot of awards (no offense to the author Intended) but they are a great series to read if you want to sit back and relax while you enjoy a light hearted story about a group of eccentrics from the Delta town of Second Creek, Mississippi. I have been entertained and have enjoyed all 3 books so far. I’m starting the 4th one next week.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Heavenly (Good Feeling)" from "Seal IV" by Seal

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch and Jeffrey Zaslow

21Z1WZN2e8L__SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU01_AA160_ “No matter how bad things are, you can always make things worse. At the same time, it is often within your power to make them better. “ – Randy Pausch

What an awesome book! I expected a sad and defeated story of the author’s last days. Instead, it’s an uplifting story of how to live your life to the fullest regardless of the circumstances in your life. Yeah, there are parts of the book that will make you cry but overall it is a feel good story of a man’s love and devotion to his wife and children and his desire to leave a legacy for his kids.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Now Would Be the Time" from "Trick Pony" by Trick Pony

Monday, April 4, 2011

Wow! That’s a poor choice.

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You got to love those auto-generated ads. I saw this on www.gazette.com, our local daily paper’s website last week. Maybe they should adjust their auto-filters.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

The Barracks Thief By Tobias Wolff

51MJyzCgCIL__SL160_AA160_ This book took me by surprise. I began reading it and immediately expected a Vietnam war story but man, was I wrong. Yes,  it is an army story set during the Vietnam era but it deals mainly with Phillip Bishop who joins the army to get away from his divorced and feuding parents as well as his brooding brother. While stationed at Fort Bragg, he connects with 2 other recruits, Hubbard and Lewis. All is well until someone starts stealing from the soldiers in the barracks. Who the thief is did not come as a surprise to me but the reasons for the thefts and the choices made by the 3 main characters during the aftermath of the thefts really caught me off guard. The story is well written, with each character giving his perspective on the events.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "My Wave" from "Superunknown" by Soundgarden

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

No One Cares What You Had for Lunch: 100 Ideas for Your Blog by Margaret Mason

21puksAihxL__SL160_AA160_ #2 “Fess Up: Writing gives you time to consider how to present yourself. Online, you can be smarter, wittier, kinder. Alternately, you can be a mind-numbing bore. This sometimes happens because your audience (however small you think it may be) gives you stage fright. You worry that certain things could be misconstrued, so you’re tempted to water things down. You hone, delete, and reshape until you’ve sucked all the juice from your posts.”

Yep, that’s me. I continuously worry that something I say is going to be taken wrong and someone will be offended. If I can’t change this way of thinking then I will never continue to grow as a person. So from here on out, I am entitled to my opinions and if I upset or offend you then send me a comment and then suck it up and move on.

As for this book, it is a must read for anyone interested in blogging or writing. It is full of great ideas on how to keep your audience interested in your work and how to keep your work fresh.

Rest assured I took lots of notes and hope to implement some of the ideas in the near future.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Feet On the Ground" from "Experience Music: A TuneCore Hip Hop/RnB Sampler" by Soulphonics & Ruby Velle

Monday, March 21, 2011

Please donate to St. Baldrick’s Foundation

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The St. Baldrick’s Foundation is a volunteer-driven charity committed to funding the most promising research to find cures for childhood cancers and give survivors long and healthy lives.


It Takes Life-Saving Research
Since the St. Baldrick’s Foundation became an independent charity in 2005, it has funded over $56.9 million in life-saving childhood cancer research. And more than $14 million in 2010.
• Cooperative Research Grants fund the clinical trials and laboratories of the 230-member Children’s Oncology Group. Through this grant, the St. Baldrick’s Foundation funds virtually every institution in North America with the expertise to treat childhood cancers.
• St. Baldrick’s Fellows are new doctors training to specialize in pediatric oncology research, funded for two to three years. From 2005 to 2010, 46 St. Baldrick’s Fellows have been funded.
• St. Baldrick’s Scholars are young professionals pursuing exciting research, funded for three years or more. Because grant funds are so scarce, it is difficult for those early in their careers to compete with more established researchers. These grants keep new researchers focused on childhood cancer. From 2008 to 2010, 30 St. Baldrick’s Scholars have been funded.
• Research grants are focused on finding new and better cures for childhood cancer. Some focus on a single type of disease, and others will help children and teens with all types of cancer.
• Infrastructure grants help institutions treat more kids on clinical trials (their best hope for a cure), or provide resources to make more research possible.
• Foreign beneficiaries receive funds raised by St. Baldrick’s events held in their countries.
• St. Baldrick’s Summer Fellows work in a pediatric oncology research lab for the summer after their first year of medical school. Students accomplish a research project and the experience may encourage them to choose childhood cancer research as a specialty. Six St. Baldrick’s Summer Fellows have been funded.
• Supportive Care Research grants will lead to the improvement of the quality of life for patients and survivors. This research addresses the side effects of treatment, long-term effects faced by survivors, psychosocial aspects of childhood cancer and more.


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Monday, March 14, 2011

Big Appetite: My Southern-Fried Search for the Meaning of Life by Sam McLeod

51cqc-0ZW6L__SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU01_AA160_ After one of his friends has a heart attack, Sam heads to his doctor’s office for a checkup. The doctor’s advice? “…Sam, I’m telling you again, like I have so many times before, diets don’t work. You’ve got to find some meaning in your life that will motivate you to take care of your body – something that gets under your skin, something that grabs your imagination, something other than a diet. And only you can figure it out.”

So with that advice, an out of the blue invitation to a neighborhood reunion from his childhood sweetheart, Lexi, and strong encouragement from his wife, Sam hits the road from Walla Walla, WA. to Nashville, TN.

As he chronicles his time on the road, he reminisces about his childhood and weaves a nostalgic tale of growing up in rural Tennessee, childhood adventures, dilemmas, love and the meaning of life.

It’s a story a lot of people like myself can relate to. So what is the meaning of life? Read this book and find out for yourself.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Medicine" from "2008 Amazon Free Sampler" by Rara Avis

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Kissing Babies at the Piggly Wiggly by Robert Dalby

51gWyOCwO8L__SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU01_AA160_  With the Piggly Wiggly shut down and an uncertain future, Mr. Choppy decides to run for mayor of Second Creek. “Kissing Babies” is a continuation of the tales of Mr. Choppy and the Nitwitts. While not as quirky as the first book, “Waltzing at the Piggly WIggly”, the storyline seems more enjoyable and brings a good message about forgetting the past and moving on with your life. It follows the changes occurring with all the characters as they face past problems that they have kept hidden from their friends. If you liked the first book, you should enjoy this one as well.

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Woman" from "Love Behind the Melody (Deluxe Version)" by Raheem DeVaughn

Saturday, February 26, 2011

I Am Legend by Richard Matheson

41 r4HDvLKL__SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU01_AA160_ Vampires and werewolves! That’s the rage now and I swore I would not read any books or see any movies in this genre. Then I picked up “I Am Legend” without realizing what it was about. Ok, it wasn’t that bad. It was written in the 1950’s and is set in 1976 – 1979 so it has the whole cold war apocalyptic theme running through it. There has been another world war and a mutant virus has spread throughout the world turning the Earth’s population into vampires except for one man, Robert Neville. The story follows his plight from just trying to stay alive and sane to possibly discovering a cure for the epidemic and ends with a surprising ironic twist unless you have already read other books of this genre or seen movies like “The Omega Man”. But I guess in 1954 this was pretty scary stuff. One odd thing about  this book was the author’s negligence in accounting for technological advances in his future world. The cars still had starter buttons and manual chokes. Now that is scary.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Fires" from "Baby Darling Doll Face Honey" by Band of Skulls

Friday, February 25, 2011

Waltzing at the Piggly Wiggly by Robert Dalby

51T-YJ9-eWL__SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU01_AA160_ “Nothing in life, no trial, no heartbreak, no triumph, no aspiration was ever pointless or wasted energy. It was never too late to discover what you were actually born to do in a particular lifetime.” – Hale “Mr. Choppy” Dunbar Jr.

I’m a sucker for books set in small towns and will read just about any genre if it has a small town setting or a southern flavor to it. This book is probably considered “chick-lit” but it was an easy and relaxing read.

Set in Second Creek, Mississippi, “Waltzing” is a cute story  about the local Piggly Wiggly being driven out of business by the national Megamart chain and the local ladies group’s plan to save it. It includes a whole cast of crazy small town characters from the ladies’ group, the Nitwitts, to the store owner, Mr. Choppy, to the eccentric  mayor, Floyce Hammontree, to the town’s most eligible bachelor, Powell Hampton. Mix all these and more together with a little romance, mystery,  humor and intrigue and you have got an enjoyable story with a few twists and surprises.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Rock Steady" from "Bad Company" by Bad Company

Friday, February 18, 2011

Sh*t My Dad Says by Justin Halpern

41VfGd1TaOL__SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU01_AA160_ “All I ask is that you pick up your shit so you don’t leave your bedroom looking like it was used for a gang bang. Also, sorry that your girlfriend dumped you.”

Thus begins one of the funniest books I have read in a long time. Having just being dumped by his girlfriend of 3 years and no place to live, the author, 28yr old Justin Halpern moves back in with his parents. On a whim, he starts tweeting some of the outrageous things his father says. This leads to a huge following and a book deal. The book itself is a combination of short stories about the author’s life and bits of sage and wisdom given to him by his father. Even though his father has a rough exterior and no qualms about using foul language around anyone, underneath is a man with a big heart and a strong love for his family.

If you are like me, you will start laughing from the introduction and keep laughing all the way to the last page. But in all that laughter, make sure you don’t miss out on the excellent advice and life lessons given throughout the book.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Tightly" from "Blacklisted" by Neko Case

Sunday, February 13, 2011

A Special Place: The Heart of a Dark Matter by Peter Straub

51yPG4ox7jL__SL160_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-dp,TopRight,12,-18_SH30_OU01_AA160_ A disgustingly disturbing book that I wish I hadn’t read and would not recommend to anyone.

12 year old Keith Hayward’s Uncle Till has taken him under his wing and has decided to mentor him so he can follow in his uncle’s footsteps…as a serial killer.

Enough said.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Everyday I Have the Blues" from "American Folk Blues Festival 1962-1966" by Memphis Slim