Life in Quotations

Secret Sunday

2012-02-26T16:09:00.001-05:00

Thanks everyone for your wishes. I had an amazing birthday yesterday, one of the best so far! I'm taking the next two days off to relax, starting with an hour and a half massage first thing tomorrow morning. Can't wait! I also have some catching up to do with your blogs and e-mails.

It's time for the 60th round of Secret Sunday, a chance to anonymously share secrets and/or fantasies you've been keeping to yourself. Some are uplifting, some are heartbreaking and some are just plain naughty.

All are valid.

Here's how it works:

1) This is open to anyone who wants to participate, from regular follower to casual visitor.

2) If this is something you'd like to run on your blog please feel free. Let me know and I'll follow along.

And now to it...

It's My Birthday!!!

2012-02-25T10:03:00.000-05:00

Yup, another year's gone by already. So fast! I want to take a minute to thank all of you not only for reading my blog but for the amazingly kind, heart-felt things you've shared and said to me. I mean it with everything I have when I say people like you make me so glad to be alive. I'm having an amazing day, hope you are too. I love you all. :)

50 Questions, 50 Answers

2012-02-23T20:36:00.000-05:00

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1: Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed? We turned half of our bedroom into a walk-in closet so I'm not sure how to answer. Open I guess, since we removed the bi-fold doors on two closets in the room.

2: Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotels? Yup. I don't need much (obviously) so there's usually lots left over.

3: Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out? Out.

4: Have you ever stolen a street sign before? No but I was with a friend who did, does that sort of count?

5: Do you like to use post-it notes? You should see my desk, it's covered in them. If I were a superhero you could call me Captain Post-It.

6: Do you cut out coupons but then never use them? Rarely, my wife usually deals with coupons.

7: Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees? Bees, higher chance of survival.

8: Do you have freckles? No.

9: Do you always smile for pictures? I try but I feel awkward doing it. Don't like posing.

10: What is your biggest pet peeve? Intolerence, narrow-mindedness, lack of passion or sense of adventure. Okay so that's more than one.

11: Do you ever count your steps when you walk? No.

12: Have you ever peed in the woods? Yes.

13: Ever pooped in the woods? Seriously? Who writes this stuff?

14: Do you ever dance even if theres no music playing? Only when I want to embarass my wife in the grocery aisle.

15: Do you chew your pens and pencils? Nope.

16: How many people have you slept with this week? Two girls (my wife and my cat).

17: What size is your bed? Queen, but this summer I want to build a platform frame for a King.

18: What is your Song of the week? "Move On" by ATB.

19: Is it okay for guys to wear pink? I guess, although not many guys can pull it off.

20: Do you still watch cartoons? Not often but if I do it's preferably Bugs Bunny, the older the better.

21: What's your least favorite movie? "Thirteen" with Jason Statham is near the top, so is "Without Men" with Eva Langoria. Which is too bad because I like both actors.

22: Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some? Probably underneath some place you'd never expect to find me, like a hockey arena or a church.

23: What do you drink with dinner? Water usually. Sometimes milk.

24: What do you dip a chicken nugget in? Plum sauce or something spicy.

25: What is your favorite food? Anything Italian.

26: What movies could you watch over and over and still love? Shawshank Redemption, Bad Boys (Will Smith/ Martin Lawrence), Princess Bride, Star Wars (original three), Say Anything, Serendipity, Crazy Stupid Love, Friends With Benefits.

27: Last person you kissed/kissed you? Does at work count? Kidding. My wife.

28: Were you ever a boy scout? No.

29: Would you ever strip or pose nude in a magazine? No. Yes. No. Maybe... if the payout was high enough. Although I'm not sure who would want to see it, lol.

30: When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper? Two weeks ago, to a blogging friend.

31: Can you change the oil on a car? No, I'd rather just have someone else do it.

32: Ever gotten a speeding ticket? Only twice which is a miracle.

33: Ever ran out of gas? Once, when we got stuck in a massive traffic jam in Michigan.

34:Favorite kind of sandwich? Probably egg salad.

35:Best thing to eat for breakfast? Chocolate chip pancakes with latte afterwards.

36: What is your usual bedtime? Way too late, usually around midnight depending on how many e-mails I need to reply to.

37: Are you lazy? I am when it comes to work around the house but there's usually too much to do.

38:When you were a kid, what did you dress up as for Halloween? I can't remember most of my costumes. The only one I really recall was when my friend and I dressed up as Bonnie and Clyde (he was Bonnie).

39: What is your Chinese astrological sign? The Snake.

40: How many languages can you speak? A bit of French, a bit of Spanish and five types of English (Canadian English, American English, Australian English, New Zealand English and English English). Plus a whole lotta jibberish.

41: Do you have any magazine subscriptions? No.

42: Which are better Lego or Lincoln Logs? Lego. I played with it until I was sixteen.

43: Are you stubborn? Hell yes.

44: Leno or Letterman? Leno.

45: Ever watch soap operas? No but I know some of the characters from overhearing my wife's soap, which is kind of disturbing.

46: Are you afraid of heights? Not so much afraid of heights as I am of falling and the inevitable sudden stop that comes with it.

47: What's the most beautiful thing in the world? A woman nursing her child. Sunrise is a close second.

48: Do you sing in the car? Sometimes.

49: Do you sing in the shower? No.

50: Do you dance in the car? No, my car isn't big enough to dance in. :p

Announcement- I've Written A Book!

2012-02-19T13:03:00.003-05:00

About a year after I started blogging some of you began suggesting that I write a book. At first I didn't give it much consideration, I wasn't sure how to tell my story without also getting into the personal lives of people who are closest to me. I decided to go back through my writing and soon realized I had enough to put together something that reveals my personal experiences, so this is what I've done.

I'm very happy to announce that my first book, The Glass Wall, will be available soon. It's a 90-page softcover compilation of my writing which contains poems, one-line quotations, a couple of short stories, narratives and lyrics for three songs I've written over the years. Most of the content was written since 2009 but I've also included a couple pieces I wrote in my early twenties.

I began working on this project in November 2010 and it's been an on-going process ever since. In the preface I explain the history of how Life In Quotations came to be after my car accident four years ago, and the baby steps along the way that brought me here. It's proof to me that some of the most traumatic events in our lives happen for a reason and can bring about some very positive changes.

The pages here are loose but the book is bound and fastened with Chicago Screws, a method used to finish books since the 1870's. This is a private venture through a local printer I've been working with and so far it's all been out of my pocket. I haven't worked out pricing or distribution yet, although the owner of the cafe where I read my poetry has offered to sell it through her shop and I've provided her with a few copies. I've also signed up for a publishing workshop in early March to get some direction since this is a first for me, and I'll keep all of you posted as things progress.

Thanks to all of you who have inspired me along the way, this wouldn't have happened without you!

All content on this page is copyrighted.

Secret Sunday

2012-02-19T11:00:00.000-05:00

Time now for the 59th round of Secret Sunday, a chance to anonymously share secrets and/or fantasies you've been keeping to yourself. Some are uplifting, some are heartbreaking and some are just plain naughty.

All are valid.

Here's how it works:

1) This is open to anyone who wants to participate, from regular follower to casual visitor.

2) If this is something you'd like to run on your blog please feel free. Let me know and I'll follow along.

And now to it...

Valentine's Day Poetry Meet

2012-02-18T16:32:00.000-05:00

In Monday's post I told you about my breakfast meet last Saturday with WCDR, a local writers' group. On Monday morning I got an e-mail from one of the members, Pat, who was referred to me by Lucy (someone else I spoke with at the meet). Gotta love networking huh? She had told him I write poetry and he asked if I'd like to come out to an informal Valentine's Day get-together held (as luck would have it) at "Debbie's", our favourite cafe in town. I told Sandy and she said she was definitely in. So we had an early Valentine's dinner (she made a really nice salmon with rice and veggies, no wine unfortunately since I was driving right afterwards) and off we went.

We got there a bit before 6:30. When we walked through the door I felt like I was stepping into some sort of Seattle coffee shop scene. Not that I've been anywhere near Seattle! A band was setting up with a young female vocalist and two guys on acoustic guitars. It turns out it was the same group, "Meagan, Chris and Tommy" that we saw at a local talent show last year...

They played their first set, covering songs by Adele, City and Colour and others. While they performed Sandy and I sipped our lattes ('cuz it's what you do at these things) and mingled. I met Bradley, who heads the Brooklyn Poetry Society...

and talked with him about our writing and his books. Great guy, very encouraging and supportive. When the band was done Pat came up and began introducing the poets...

I read three of mine to everyone beginning with "Nightsong" which I had written for Sandy,

followed by "Timeless" and "Brooklyn". This was my first time reading my work to an audience and I felt more comfortable in front of a microphone than I ever have. It was certainly more relaxing than doing stand-up!...

(my eyes aren't actually closed, I'm just looking down!)

We were happy to see that our favourite server Sonya was working. We also met Racheal for the first time...

Racheal (left), Sonya (right)

as well as Debbie, the owner...

We didn't know each other that well but we all got along amazingly and there was no shortage of hugs. Everyone was fantastic and we had a great night, I'm looking forward to something like this again!

Writers Meet-Up

2012-02-13T18:31:00.000-05:00

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On Saturday morning I attended a breakfast meeting with the Writers' Community of Durham Region . This is a local organization that welcomes anyone with a passion for words, whether they're a writer of fiction or non-fiction, a poet, playwright, screenwriter, songwriter, editor etc. The group "includes a full range of published and yet-to-be-published members of all ages, from mature teens to seniors". They also welcome new members, including those who are just beginning to explore an interest in writing.

I arrived at 8:30am and picked an empty spot at a table next to a lovely woman named Celine. I was soon joined by seven others and we all made our introductions. It didn't strike me until later that I was the only male at the table but it didn't matter, we all had lots to talk about. Breakfast began with an amazing cream of mushroom soup (I never would have thought of having it with breakfast, but if you like it as much as I do I suggest giving it a try sometime.) My choice was Canadian bacon and eggs on a bun with a light side salad, accompanied by tea. Nothing terribly fancy but it hit the spot.

About fifteen minutes before the guest speaker came on we took a break which gave me an opportunity to do some networking. As it turned out Christine, the woman sitting on the other side of me, was a member who conducts workshops aimed at helping writers hone their skills. She was able to refer me to others who specialize in poetry and also pointed out people who have experience in publishing.

The guest speaker came on at 10:00am.

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Vikki van Sickle is an award-winning children's author, reviewer, playwright and director, amongst other things. She gave an hour-long presentation covering how she got started in the business of bookselling, what to expect and tips on how to increase the chance of success. She made it entertaining and I quite enjoyed it.

I'll probably attend another meeting before I decide whether to commit to becoming a member, but I got a really good feeling from the group. Next month there's a one-day workshop being held specifically covering all aspects of publishing, which I just may attend.

This morning I received an e-mail asking if I'd like to read some of my work tomorrow night at a poetry meet. As luck would have it, it's at our favourite bistro in town. Sandy and I will have a nice Valentine's dinner at home then head over. I'm looking forward to it, I'll let you know how it goes!

Secret Sunday

2012-02-11T22:20:00.000-05:00

I'm going to be up at stupid-o'clock tomorrow morning (5:00am) to attend a show with a friend of mine (a plastic model contest in another town), so I'm posting this now. Even though it's still Saturday in Canada it's Sunday in some parts of the world so technically I'm not jumping the gun. Nope, no premature post-ulation here. Happens sometimes when guys get older. :p

Okay. Time now for the 58th round of Secret Sunday, a chance to anonymously share secrets and/or fantasies you've been keeping to yourself. Some are uplifting, some are heartbreaking and some are just plain naughty.

All are valid.

Here's how it works:

1) This is open to anyone who wants to participate, from regular follower to casual visitor.

2) If this is something you'd like to run on your blog please feel free. Let me know and I'll follow along.

And now to it...

What I Believe...

2012-02-08T21:19:00.001-05:00

I believe disposable razor blades are the biggest rip-off in the history of the world. The equivalent for women is, of course, pantyhose.
I believe people who are different from us should be met with curiosity rather than condemnation.
I believe spirituality is truly expressed not by the number of times we attend church but in the way we treat others.
I believe the medical field blatantly overprescribes medication for physical and mental issues in the name of kickbacks from the pharmaceutical industry. And it infuriates me.
I believe I may always be completely undecided about tattoos on women, but I've seen some that are hella sexy and some of you are wearing them.
I believe Animal will always be my favourite Muppet.
I believe Lee Harvey Oswald didn't act alone in the Kennedy assassination.
I believe gaming and social media have their place, but I also think they're contributing to the slow death of social skills.
I believe there is no greater creation on earth than Woman.
~~I believe~~ I know people in their teens and twenties have a voice and adults who would presume to know better would do well to listen.
I believe in extraterrestrial life.
I believe it's possible to love two people at the same time but in different ways and for different reasons.
I believe most parents only think they know what their sons and daughters are doing upstairs on their computers.
I believe religion is probably the most stupid reason ever to start a war.
I believe secrets are sacred and should be fiercely guarded.
I believe no woman, regardless of what she wears is “asking“ to be sexually assaulted and anyone who buys into this is grossly ill-informed.
I believe mental health practitioners are too quick to put a label on everything and it's caused further psychological distress in untold thousands. By way of example I don't believe nearly as many kids are ADD as we've been lead to think.
I believe the most important thing in the world, more than love, is compassion towards others.
I believe my brain will explode first before I ever fully grasp the concept of existentialism.
I believe that regardless of sexual orientation people love fundamentally the same and should be accepted for it.
I believe if I die from anything it’ll be curiosity.
I believe you'll never count backwards faster than when you learn your ex is pregnant (ask me how I know).

Edit: My friend Lucy decided to do her own post. Check it out here .

Tacky Tiki Party 2012

2012-02-07T20:54:00.000-05:00

Saturday night we had our third annual Tacky Tiki Party. This is a chance to blow off the winter blahs and bring in a bit of summer, it's also a good reason to have a party since not much happens after New Year's Eve until summer actually arrives. I won't write a lot, I'll just let the pictures do the talking...

It was a lot of fun and we're looking forward to doing it again next year, bigger and better than ever.

Secret Sunday

2012-02-05T13:23:00.000-05:00

Hope you're all having/ have had a great weekend! Last night Sandy and I had our annual Tacky Tiki Party, which I'm hoping to post about tomorrow. It was a lot of fun and a great way to beat the winter blahs.

Time now for the 57th round of Secret Sunday, a chance to anonymously share secrets and/or fantasies you've been keeping to yourself. Some are uplifting, some are heartbreaking and some are just plain naughty.

All are valid.

Here's how it works:

1) This is open to anyone who wants to participate, from regular follower to casual visitor.

2) If this is something you'd like to run on your blog please feel free. Let me know and I'll follow along.

And now to it...

Writers' Meeting

2012-02-01T22:25:00.000-05:00

This morning I enrolled in a meeting being held next Saturday Feb 11th by The Writers' Community of Durham Region. They're a local organization "dedicated to encouraging and promoting the art and skill of writing, fostering literacy and providing moral support to writers, poets, editors, songwriters, and illustrators through education and networking, both independently and in co-operation with existing organizations."

It'll start with breakfast then we'll hear a presentation by someone heavily involved in the book industry, who will be talking about how to get involved in all areas including getting published. It'll also give me a chance to meet other writers and do some networking.

I can't wait, I'll let you guys know how it went afterwards!

Ten Things About My Childhood

2012-01-25T05:53:00.001-05:00

When I was five or six I tried digging tro China in our backyard strawberry garden. I dug the hole much wider than it was deep and at that rate I probably would have taken ten lifetimes to reach where I was going.
My first crush was in Grade Two, I guess I was about six or seven. I wrote a love note for a girl in my class named Shauna and passed it to the boy in front of me to give to her. Instead he read it out loud to the whole class. I almost died.
When I was seven or eight I ran away from home. I packed a few things and walked North (!) to Hawaii through our local park. I was going to hop on a train but I couldn't figure out which one went there, got hungry and came home. I was gone for about half an hour.
In Grade Four I had a wicked crush on my teacher for the year. (Her initials were G.G. but with the way she wrote it we used to call her "88".) I stayed late to help her prep for the next day, told her I loved her and she said she loved me back. She handled it so well, I'll always be grateful to her for not breaking my heart.
When I was about nine I tried to chop down our poplar tree with the back of a claw hammer.
I went to the ballet on a field trip when I was about ten. Not because I liked the ballet but because I was the only boy on a school bus full of girls. Loved every minute of it.
My brother and I used to catch snakes in our local field by the railway tracks. When I was about eleven we put some of them in a bucket, covered it and went out for the day. When we returned my mother was furious; they had escaped in the laundry room. She didn't realize it until one of the snakes poked its head out of a sock. I almost didn't make it to my next birthday.
My friend and I once set a very small fire on the tracks after a train had passed. The train stopped and the conductor (at the end of the train) called us over. I thought we were in serious trouble, but instead of giving us a lecture he showed us around inside the caboose. We never set a fire again.
I wore braces and headgear in my early teens and hated every minute of it. In total I've had eight teeth removed although luckily you'd never know it.
I used to sleep over at my best friend's house, and in the summer we use to sneak out of the house late at night and hop through people's backyards. One time we made too much noise and a friend of mine got spotted by the homeowner. We got scared, took off and left him there. (Some friend huh?)

Surrender (poem)

2012-01-23T05:47:00.001-05:00

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Surrender

To feel the sway upon your hips

To be the drop that leaves your lips

To trace your curves

To split your seams,

To be the flesh that fills your dreams.

To dive into your deepest part

And break the glass around your heart,

To swim your secrets one by one

To catch you as you come undone.

To feel my hands as they dig in

Beneath the fabric of your skin,

To fight daybreak's impending gloom

To cast love-shadows in your room.

To consume your will

To steal your breath

To lead you to your little death,

To put your fears upon the shelf

To close your eyes

And lose yourself.

Secret Sunday

2012-01-22T10:33:00.001-05:00

I'm happy to say that tomorrow I'll be posting the first poem I've written in months. Feels good. =)

Time now for the 56th round of Secret Sunday, a chance to anonymously share secrets and/or fantasies you've been keeping to yourself. Some are uplifting, some are heartbreaking and some are just plain naughty.

All are valid.

Here's how it works:

1) This is open to anyone who wants to participate, from regular follower to casual visitor.

2) If this is something you'd like to run on your blog please feel free. Let me know and I'll follow along.

And now to it...

PDA

2012-01-21T14:39:00.002-05:00

People's reactions to PDAs (public displays of affection) are interesting, and usually fall under one of two main categories. There's "Aww that's so sweet!", usually from people under forty who are generally pretty accepting of these things. The forty-plus crowd is a mixed bag but this is where the "Why don't you two get a room!" comments start. Fifties and over say this too but for some reason feel it's often also a good idea to include a lecture about appropriateness and all that crap.

I love PDAs. The first thing I saw when I arrived in Paris so many years ago was a couple reclining on a park bench, locked in an everlasting kiss as if it was their last. I loved seeing that and wished my camera was handy, I'll always consider it the shot that got away.

Sandy and I are always affectionate in public. We hold hands, hug and act goofy. Sometimes I'll get an overwhelming urge to grab her and we'll kiss like no one's watching. Of course they usually are, we just don't care.

How do you feel about PDA's? Do you and your significant other act as affectionate in public as you would at home, or do you feel it isn't appropriate? I'd love to hear your thoughts!

Letters From You (Souvenirs From My Blogging Friends)

2012-01-17T22:29:00.002-05:00

One of the best things about blogging is the chance to correspond with people from all over the world. There are few things I love more than getting something from a long-distance friend in the mailbox, it's a physical way of making our connection stronger. I hold onto anything you guys send me, and on the weekend I finally decided to get it organized.

The challenge was how to get this...

into this...

So here's what I came up with. It starts with a Dec 9, 2009 webcam video from a very dear friend in Cairo that I burned to CD. I didn't take a picture of it, but Mae if you're reading it means just as much to me today as it did then. I've put this stuff in order by date because, well, that's just me. Unless noted each friend has their own page...

(left) Sept 30, 2010. A hand-sewn Halloween bag from a friend who barely has time for herself after looking after her young son and daughter, yet still made time to make this for me. How great is that? I left the bag loose so it can be removed when Halloween rolls around each year.

(right) Dec 10, 2010. A drawing by her little guy. I don't know what it is but it really doesn't matter, all I know is it's one of my favourite things I've received.

Also in the same package she surprised me with mix CD's that have everything from ballads to alternative rock to hip-hop and hardcore rap. Pretty impressive for a country girl huh? I've been listening to them tonight as I put this together.

(left) Dec 2010. My first 'bloggy' Christmas card. Such a thoughtful friend.

(right) Jan 2011. One of those notes that makes you feel lucky to know someone. And on the left of that page, a token of thanks from her beloved pup for the birthday poem I wrote her. (The one and only poem I've written for a dog, BTW).

(left) Jan 18, 2011. A hand-made calendar, very nicely done. Plus a personal note with hearts and smiles. What more could a guy ask for?

(right) Mar 16, 2011. Knowing my interest in such things, a long-time friend sent me a book of erotic short stories. The book now resides on my shelf but I've kept the cover here as a keepsake, along with her note. Loved getting this in the mail.

(left) June 13, 2011. This note was included with some bath gel, shaving gel and Hugo Boss cologne from a friend who worked in a bath and body shop. Proof that blogging can be good for your health and personal hygiene. =)

(right) Oct 21, 2011. Photos I bought from Ari's Etsy shop, The Happy Cactus. (Yes, if you have a business I'm happy to plug it on my blog). A crafty girl in more ways than one. The picture at top of the Confederate tombstones really caught my eye, the lighting is incredible.

Dec 14, 2011. Another CD sent to add to the others, this time a recording of a friend of her husband's. I love being introduced to different kinds of music, especially when it's as personal as this is. I've blanked out names on the Christmas card for this photo but not her upcoming addition. B., I'm as excited that you're expecting as I would be if you were someone in my own family. Can't help feel that I'm going to be an uncle, or at least a virtual uncle!

So there you go, that's it for now but I plan to do another post like this down the road. If you ever wonder what blogging relationships mean to me this should tell you. Keep those cards and letters coming, and I'll do the same!

Secret Sunday

2012-01-15T12:14:00.000-05:00

Time for the 55th round of Secret Sunday, a chance to anonymously share secrets and/or fantasies you've been keeping to yourself. Some are uplifting, some are heartbreaking and some are just plain naughty.

All are valid.

Here's how it works:

1) This is open to anyone who wants to participate, from regular follower to casual visitor.

2) If this is something you'd like to run on your blog please feel free. Let me know and I'll follow along.

And now to it...

Holding the Cards

2012-01-12T21:16:00.002-05:00

Last year I decided it would be a good idea to pick up a holder for my personal blogging 'business' cards. Most of the places I checked didn't carry them, and the ones that did (engraving shops) usually dealt with more ornate holders. I didn't want anything too pretentious.

Then a couple days after Christmas we were walking through a store when I happened to stumble across this great little gadget. It's a plastic case with two heavy elastic bands attached to the cap at one end; just pull the cap to get to the cards. And, as a bonus, the first one I saw just happened to match perfectly. (Looking at this photo reminds me I have to have updated ones made with my new number).

It only cost me about six bucks and does the job really well. Good score huh?

Amazing Is...

2012-01-11T22:22:00.002-05:00

When a young blogging friend asks

if she can call you her big brother.

A certain special someone

brought extra sunshine into my life today. =)

Photo by Metin Demiralay. Credit here.

Heartbeats

2012-01-10T20:07:00.000-05:00

Does it not seem that no matter how much we grow as adults our hearts can remain a fragile, wondrous child?

It's a Spamathon!

2012-01-09T22:11:00.005-05:00

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Wouldn't it be nice to live in some alternate universe where everything you read was real? Lately some very generous folks have left me late Christmas presents out of the blue, just to be nice. That's right...I've been handed more money in a few weeks than I'll ever earn in ten lifetimes. Take a look at some of this generosity, and the bazillions I've made almost overnight:

Dearest Partner, I am Mrs Sonia Alafinja from Ivory Coast.... $7, 500,000.

(wow, money donated from a small-ass African nation? THAT never happens)

My Dear, I know this proposal letter might be a pleasant surprise to you as we don't know ourselves before...$7, 500,000

("pleasant surprise" wasn't my first reaction. Or my second)

BILL & MELINDA GATES FOUNDATION VERIFICATION/FUNDS RELEASE FORM...$1, 500,000

(only one and a half mil Gates? C'mon you can afford to BUY the Ivory Coast, you can do better than this)

Dear Friend, you might find it difficult to remember me again though it has not been quite a long time...5,000,000,00 EURO

(yes it is difficult to remember you, probably since we never met before. Assclown)

Hey listen, I know you were looking to make some extra money from home...

(so what, now you have the latest in mind-reading software?)

Winner!!! You have been awarded the sum of 1,000,000 British Pounds and a Toshiba laptop
(British pounds, great. Now I have to go through all the work of figuring out what that works out to in Canadian dollars. So inconsiderate of you)
Your email has been selected by the United Nations Organization for a cash grant award of 350,000.00GBP
(yes, because we all know the United Nations just GIVES cash away to random people. And stop with those effing British pounds again, you're beginning to annoy me. Give me those strange Canadian bills that make Americans look at me funny, it's more familiar and comforting)

They also had my sexual health in mind, which was thoughtful:

Heat of your meat. Viagra.

(what does that even mean? Do they use a probe or something? Ow.)

Feeling Horny? Match Parter NO STRINGS ATTACHED fun....

(the answer to the first part is yes, always and there's no such thing as sex with no strings attached. We all pay somehow.)

And finally...

御泥坊正品玫瑰滋养矿物睡眠面膜
(to appeal to my Korean/ Japanese heritage, because I'm so OBVIOUSLY Asian)

It's nice to be thought of, isn't it? Sigh.

It Comes Back to This

2012-01-08T17:26:00.011-05:00

I've been tossing around ideas for new posts to tell you more about myself, mainly because that's the kind of writing that draws me most to others. I love getting to know people and learning whatever they care to tell me about their lives; because of this I find it hard not to talk about myself on my blog without also mentioning the influence that you my friends and readers have on me, since it's been a significant part of my life the last few years. It often comes back to this it seems.

And so I've been having this inner conversation with myself for weeks; wondering what I should write, when and even if I should write it. At first I felt I was being evasive, writing about other people. But then I realized that in many ways this is very much about my life because it's a reflection of what holds the most meaning- my relationships and a shared ability to connect in a very real way despite, in this case, being separated by computer screens and hundreds of miles. These connections aren't secondary to me, they're not some happy by-product of blogging. They're the reason I began in the first place.

In late August of 2010 I received an e-mail from someone I'd never spoken with, a young student (I'm re-reading her e-mail now as I write this to make sure I get it right). She told me she discovered my site the month before and it had been a big help in her life, that she was struggling with depression and reading my blog had been an inspiration to her. She said she was slowly starting to make some changes in her life and become the person she wants to be. Then she ended it by writing, "Thank you for your inspirational blog, because of it I'm gradually discovering myself."

This person came out of nowhere, I had no idea she was reading me. It was one of the most unexpected, amazing things that has happened and for the first time really made me realize the impact we all have not only on each other as regular readers, but on those we're completely unaware of. Somewhere out there, reading your words on their computer screens, are people who feel the same way about you.

It's hard to explain the affect people who share of themselves so willingly can have on me. Especially those of you who are obviously struggling internally with certain area(s) of your lives and yet are so uplifting to me during conversation, or others on your own pages. It's tremendously powerful and selfless.

One of the biggest things I've gained from all of this is realizing how much I still don't know about myself. I've learned a lot from people younger than me; things I've held so steadfastly to have been challenged and shaken by differing points of view and it's been an amazing experience rethinking some of the ways I approach life.

A couple years ago I wrote that we don't stand alone uninfluenced or unaffecting. Today I believe this to be true more than ever; who we are is very much the sum of who we meet.

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Remember the People who Count

2012-01-06T23:25:00.000-05:00

Shoe Candy- For The Ladies

2012-01-04T22:23:00.000-05:00

Thought I'd do something a little different today. I know many of you go ga-ga for shoes, so when a friend e-mailed me some photos of designs by Kobi Levi it seemed only natural to share them here. After doing a little reading I found that Kobi Levi is an Israeli designer who graduated from an art and design school in 2001. Everything is hand-made in his studio (in other words, mucho donero). He's actually on Blogger and can be found here: http://kobilevidesign.blogspot.com/ All photos are copyright, Kobi Levi Footwear Art.

Miao 2010

Market Trolley 1998

Blow

Rocking Chair 2003

Sling-Shot

Tongue 2005

Mother and Daughter 2011

Double Boots 2000

Androgyne 2002

Toucan 2011

Mallard Duck 2011

Swan 2011

Blond Ambition 2011

Slide 2010

Chewing Gum 2009

XXX

Banana