But I found one funny and the other inspiring. Thanks Yeshe and Tara! (Just change the image at the end for any of you McCain supporters and it can apply to you too!) ; )
HUMOROUS:
INSPIRED:
Rock the vote ya'll!!
Friday, October 31, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Interesting Endorsement
Level headed, fair and I am in agreement.
Here is the man himself with my parents - just for an interesting photo placement! Okay Okay - it is a wax museum - but it looks great doesn't it? : )
Here is the man himself with my parents - just for an interesting photo placement! Okay Okay - it is a wax museum - but it looks great doesn't it? : )
Friday, October 17, 2008
Bowdawg's Infinite Friend List
Tonight, the evening after I celebrated my 38th birthday, my good friend K.T. Cohn who was one of our first friends at KPC is taking us to dinner and to see Nick and Nora's Infinite Playlist. Now if you are SUPER SAAVY hip and amazingly insightful on pop culture trivia your mind just did something like this:
K.T. Cohn.
Nick and Nora's Infinite Playlist - a movie base on a book by Rachel Cohn
Hmmm - could Bowdawg be going to see his friend's daughter's movie?
Yes friends - KT is mother of Rachel who wrote the book upon which the film is based.
So yay! It will be fun to get to see it and get some insider scoop from K.T. -
More on this later.
Til then you can stare at these photos taken the day before we left Sedona...
Ani Atara and Dennis were Super heroes helping us!
And Mike is holding up the famous ebay purchase (jealous Dara?) : )
K.T. Cohn.
Nick and Nora's Infinite Playlist - a movie base on a book by Rachel Cohn
Hmmm - could Bowdawg be going to see his friend's daughter's movie?
Yes friends - KT is mother of Rachel who wrote the book upon which the film is based.
So yay! It will be fun to get to see it and get some insider scoop from K.T. -
Til then you can stare at these photos taken the day before we left Sedona...
Ani Atara and Dennis were Super heroes helping us!
And Mike is holding up the famous ebay purchase (jealous Dara?) : )
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Sometimes you need Levity
Enter Betty and Henry... (I am amazed how many montages they have on You_tube!)
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Unbelievable...
... and yet seeing is believing.
This also appeared n Blogger Interrupted
Similar coverage at Huffington Post
And it surfaced on Daily KOS
I have a lot of tolerance for differing points of view. I have zero tolerance for inciting bigotry, hatred, and false play on people's fears simply because you are behind in the polls.
I think that the elections will speak for themselves, but it is a pretty desperate and horrific display that is causing a few people to see red.
This also appeared n Blogger Interrupted
Similar coverage at Huffington Post
And it surfaced on Daily KOS
I have a lot of tolerance for differing points of view. I have zero tolerance for inciting bigotry, hatred, and false play on people's fears simply because you are behind in the polls.
I think that the elections will speak for themselves, but it is a pretty desperate and horrific display that is causing a few people to see red.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
The Day Before the Year of Something
It is a truly fine experience to be enjoying a REAL autumn in the Maryland area. I have such fond memories percolating as I breathe in a freshly chilled fall evening. There are ideas and longings and memories and so many emotions elicited by this familiar season enveloping me.
I grew up in Athens Georgia, and fall weather meant football season. Never a big fan of the actual sport, I did love the pomp and circumstance of an SEC college town on a Fall Saturday - the radios blaring Larry Munson highlights and "fire up the dawgs" music - the faint smell of bourbon-cokes and Popeye's chicken upon arrival at our tailgate "spot" (that my parents would procure by sending my mom's "chrysler battle wagon" into the parking fray an evening early.) Red and Black attire in every direction - and usually clashing with some combination of Orange or Blue or Green on the opponent team's population.
A marching band in the distant stadium - the crisp air, the Krispy Kreme donuts we were either selling for a fundraiser or purchasing from a fund raiser. My parent's friend Denny and his clan from Florida - with their zealous enthusiasm for all things DAWGS. My lingering sense of whatever happened at the high school football game the prior night.
I would also anticipate my birthday each October -- excitement brewing in the gut as the weather began to cool. Often there was still back to school excitement and novelty that disappeared after the new year. Harvest time on all levels. Fruition of my age, a new school year, a holiday season approaching, the sense of New and Exciting adventure looming.
And this week in 2008 it is a strange thing to have that old familiar sense of things mingling with trepidation - uncertainty - election stuff. A shaky (at best) economy. Little going on career wise for me, so I have lots of time to both "enjoy" the election crescendo - and worry about the world at large.
I am experiencing the pride of getting the KPC finance office sorted into an orderly manner (slowly) and yet contrasting that with the silly sense of shame a temp often feels when reporting for a new assignment and being the "freshman" on campus again, and again. Two jobs already - both phone work. Oy vay.
Finacial hiccups and burps - but more time at home with my dogs - not enough time with my partner - this and that, up and down - round and round.
Buddha calls it Samsara. The cycle of death and rebirth. On the grossest level - it is a life being born - living out a drama - and passing away. Then taking the next birth with little control over the scenario except whatever habit was reinforced in that life.
But it also happens on tiny little subtle levels and smaller cycles. One of the greatest metaphors for Samsara was the movie Ground Hog Day with Bill Murray. The excruciating repetition with which we follow the same patterns - maybe play with them a little on one day - repeat them by rote another - and try to mix it all up the next time just for novelty.
But ultimately, now is the moment of power and potency. The mind, as you can reign it in RIGHT NOW, shows you when you can affect anything. STOP reading...
...Did you? You could if you want to. You have free will. You could stop reading this blog and plan your next day - or remember your last day - but you can only DO SOMETHING in this moment. No power in the future or past - only in the present.
So why all this is being stirred up - is not clear to me. Perhaps I put a bookmark in my life when I left for Arizona in 1999. It was "pre-Y2K" which was our all consuming focus at the helm of Legg Mason that April where we were testing systems - running "what ifs" - and thinking about the unthinkable.
Seems that after all that preparation - people were maybe a tad disappointed at the moment when 2000 rang in across the globe with no "drama". But where John and I were - what we learned during that time was preparation. For what? We were not 100% sure of that. There were ideas we had - sure that there would be reason some day for skilling up. WE learned to survive - without much. We learned to grow food. To live off "the grid". To be separate from most technology and re-connect with the natural abundance all around us (well - maybe not in the CITIES - but you never have to go too far to get to it.)
SO I watch this ELEPHANT in the room of our nation. This fragile economy on life support with critical alarms going off all over the ICU unit... and I smile quietly inside at my "harvest" analogy of fall. Thinking the only way to harvest an organ to save a life on ICU is for some other poor unfortunate schmuck to have lost theirs/
I am a bit of a nut. But I have a good sense of irony. And watching the debate tonight - knowing that I certainly would not want the job these two men are fighting for... I cannot help but wonder - what job would I look for tomorrow if I knew this was the day before the world changed? Or the towers fell? Or a Hurricane hit? Or any event that would change my life NOW.
It's not tomorrow yet. It is not yesterday anymore. I have right now to act. And I chose to write about it - for YOU.
Thanks for listening.
I grew up in Athens Georgia, and fall weather meant football season. Never a big fan of the actual sport, I did love the pomp and circumstance of an SEC college town on a Fall Saturday - the radios blaring Larry Munson highlights and "fire up the dawgs" music - the faint smell of bourbon-cokes and Popeye's chicken upon arrival at our tailgate "spot" (that my parents would procure by sending my mom's "chrysler battle wagon" into the parking fray an evening early.) Red and Black attire in every direction - and usually clashing with some combination of Orange or Blue or Green on the opponent team's population.
A marching band in the distant stadium - the crisp air, the Krispy Kreme donuts we were either selling for a fundraiser or purchasing from a fund raiser. My parent's friend Denny and his clan from Florida - with their zealous enthusiasm for all things DAWGS. My lingering sense of whatever happened at the high school football game the prior night.
I would also anticipate my birthday each October -- excitement brewing in the gut as the weather began to cool. Often there was still back to school excitement and novelty that disappeared after the new year. Harvest time on all levels. Fruition of my age, a new school year, a holiday season approaching, the sense of New and Exciting adventure looming.
And this week in 2008 it is a strange thing to have that old familiar sense of things mingling with trepidation - uncertainty - election stuff. A shaky (at best) economy. Little going on career wise for me, so I have lots of time to both "enjoy" the election crescendo - and worry about the world at large.
I am experiencing the pride of getting the KPC finance office sorted into an orderly manner (slowly) and yet contrasting that with the silly sense of shame a temp often feels when reporting for a new assignment and being the "freshman" on campus again, and again. Two jobs already - both phone work. Oy vay.
Finacial hiccups and burps - but more time at home with my dogs - not enough time with my partner - this and that, up and down - round and round.
Buddha calls it Samsara. The cycle of death and rebirth. On the grossest level - it is a life being born - living out a drama - and passing away. Then taking the next birth with little control over the scenario except whatever habit was reinforced in that life.
But it also happens on tiny little subtle levels and smaller cycles. One of the greatest metaphors for Samsara was the movie Ground Hog Day with Bill Murray. The excruciating repetition with which we follow the same patterns - maybe play with them a little on one day - repeat them by rote another - and try to mix it all up the next time just for novelty.
But ultimately, now is the moment of power and potency. The mind, as you can reign it in RIGHT NOW, shows you when you can affect anything. STOP reading...
...Did you? You could if you want to. You have free will. You could stop reading this blog and plan your next day - or remember your last day - but you can only DO SOMETHING in this moment. No power in the future or past - only in the present.
So why all this is being stirred up - is not clear to me. Perhaps I put a bookmark in my life when I left for Arizona in 1999. It was "pre-Y2K" which was our all consuming focus at the helm of Legg Mason that April where we were testing systems - running "what ifs" - and thinking about the unthinkable.
Seems that after all that preparation - people were maybe a tad disappointed at the moment when 2000 rang in across the globe with no "drama". But where John and I were - what we learned during that time was preparation. For what? We were not 100% sure of that. There were ideas we had - sure that there would be reason some day for skilling up. WE learned to survive - without much. We learned to grow food. To live off "the grid". To be separate from most technology and re-connect with the natural abundance all around us (well - maybe not in the CITIES - but you never have to go too far to get to it.)
SO I watch this ELEPHANT in the room of our nation. This fragile economy on life support with critical alarms going off all over the ICU unit... and I smile quietly inside at my "harvest" analogy of fall. Thinking the only way to harvest an organ to save a life on ICU is for some other poor unfortunate schmuck to have lost theirs/
I am a bit of a nut. But I have a good sense of irony. And watching the debate tonight - knowing that I certainly would not want the job these two men are fighting for... I cannot help but wonder - what job would I look for tomorrow if I knew this was the day before the world changed? Or the towers fell? Or a Hurricane hit? Or any event that would change my life NOW.
It's not tomorrow yet. It is not yesterday anymore. I have right now to act. And I chose to write about it - for YOU.
Thanks for listening.
Friday, October 3, 2008
20 Years in the making...
Tonight a large number of my class of '88 alumni and friends are descending on Athens like a mighty force of reminiscence.
I, sadly, was unable to trek the several states South and join my cohorts for the reunion.
I am hopeful that a great party and good times are in the making... that new alliances and old allegiances are being solidified, and everyone feels that pang of Gladiator Glory pounding in their chest.
Fare thee well my class mates ... and maybe I'll make it for the 30th??
cchs '88
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