Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Woods, Decisions, Water, Jobs, Snow, & Beds

This week we will answer some unusual questions, brought to you by Kimber, the color purple and the number 13.


1. Have you ever pooped in the woods?
Yes. Poop doesn't care where you are.

2. You are starving. You have not had anything to eat for days. In front of you is poison ivy, a live hissing cockroach, and a rotten stinky piece of some sort of mystery meat to eat. Which would you pick and why?
Poison Ivy. I'm not allergic to it like other people are and I'm sure as hell not going to eat the other two.

3. Bottled or Tap water?
Depends on which tastes better. Bottled water can taste like ass too.

4. Your dream job, what would it be and why?
No job and getting paid. I'm just that kind of lazy.

5. Do you have any snow globes?
No.

6. Do you like your bed? If not, what kind of bed do you want?
I like my bed, I'm just not too sure about the blankets on it. And I'd like to have a headboard on the frame.

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Thursday, November 6, 2008

The election, snowmen, ketchup, cookbooks, hair, sickies and alphabet letters

Ran across this in someone else's blog and thought I'd see what happened. Not that anyone reads or comments on my fracking blog anyway.



Welcome to the November 6th version of Thursday Thunks!
Where we make you think a little bit before you blog!

This week we will answer some unusual questions, brought to you by Berleen, the color red and the number 1,908.
  1. The election is over... what do you think?
    I didn't wake up in some miraculous utopia any time after the election and I don't expect to, so everyone STFU already!
  2. Tell us about a snowman.
    Why? Is he wanted for questioning in connection with a sexual assault in the area? Are there rogue snowmen burying their carrot noses into places they shouldn't be? Are you sure you're a cop?
  3. What brand of ketchup do you buy?
    Hunts. Always. Cheap and good.
  4. Do you use a cookbook?
    Depends on what I'm making. I'll follow the cookbook when I'm baking since most of baking is applied science to achieve specific textures and weights, but other than that it's all freestyled by intuition to make it appealing to all senses. Food is its own art medium.
  5. Do you blow-dry your hair or let it air dry?
    Air Dry. Unless I'm trying to achieve an afro effect for a costume.
  6. When was the last time you were sick?
    First week of October. The kids brought some truly nasty shit home from daycare.
  7. What is the strangest letter of the alphabet?
    Strangest letter in the alphabet would have to be the letter Q. WTF are we supposed to do with Q?
  8. Who was the last person you bought a present for? What was it? Will you buy me one?
    Last person I bought a gift for was my daughter for her birthday.
    It was a box full of Disney princess books.
    Are you really that into Disney princesses?

  9. Why are we ending at 9 questions?
    Rule of 3s man. Rule of 3s.
If you would like to participate, please go to: http://thursdaythunks.blogspot.com/

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Saturday, October 18, 2008

Forgotten

It's been a while since I updated. Perhaps I should do that.

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Monday, April 14, 2008

If I could save time in a bottle...

Then I'd really have something.

The real question here is why am I making a blog entry instead of getting on the five tons of work I need to do?

Right. Guess I'll meander off and find something else to keep me away from my studies. Something a little less obvious. An episode of Torchwood while pretending to read perhaps? Sounds good.

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Saturday, February 2, 2008

Silent Poetry Reading

It's time again for the annual Silent Poetry Reading, where bloggers around the world devote today's post to a poem of their choice. Since I chose a Louisiana poet last year, I'll keep with that this year.

MORNING JOY

Piano buttons, stitched on morning lights.
Jazz wakes with the day,
As I awaken with jazz, love lit the night.
Eyes appear and disappear,
To lead me once more, to a green moon.
Streets paved with opal sadness,
Lead me counterclockwise, to pockets of joy,
And jazz.

Bob Kaufman


A little more information on the poet from Poets.org:

Bob Kaufman was born on April 18, 1925, in New Orleans, Louisiana, one of thirteen children. His mother was a black Catholic from Martinique, his father a German Orthodox Jew. As a child, Kaufman took part in both Catholic and Jewish religious services; he was also exposed to the voodoo beliefs of his maternal grandmother. At the age of thirteen, he ran away and joined the Merchant Marine, surviving four shipwrecks and circumnavigating the globe nine times in the next twenty years.

When Kaufman left the Merchant Marine in the early 1940s, he went to New York City to study literature at the New School, where he met William S. Burroughs and Allen Ginsberg. The three went to San Francisco, joining Gregory Corso, Jack Kerouac, and Lawrence Ferlinghetti at the center of the Beat scene.

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Friday, May 18, 2007

Seven Things

Seven Things About Me

1. I have a lot of sock yarn, especially since discovering I can handpaint my own and sell it on Etsy.

2. I talk too much when I get nervous, all the time thinking that I am making a complete ass of myself and yet still unable to stop the insane verbage falling from my mouth at a million miles per hour.

3. I say "Seriously" way too much.

4. I immediately think "where the hell did she learn that?" each and every time my daughter repeats whichever curse word I said last.

5. I have to run far, far away from my family once a week, just so that I can miss them.

6. I drink far too much coffee, which explains alot.

7. I am irrationally terrified by any weather capable of producing tornadoes, even though I live in an area where hurricanes are far more likely.

I don't know if I can come up with 7 more people. Consider yourself tagged. Please let us know 7 things about you.

Tagged:
Azrared (my partner in crime)
Gwendolynfair (recent graduate! yay!)
Truff (just because I gotta see this)
Elazar (my DH)
Samutz (my brother)
Brittain (knitting insanity)
Suga' (because I can)

http://scarletknits.etsy.com

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Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Lonely

I feel so lonely in the blogosphere. No comments for me, no "internet friends". Just me and the crickets.

Update: Scratch that. The crickets apparently weren't for me either.

http://scarletknits.etsy.com

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Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Insanity on All Levels

So today is "the day after". I feel for Kathy Sierra and all that she's been through with this incident. It's a truly horrible thing that no person should ever have to experience, however,it is a matter for the police not the knee-jerk reactions coming on its heels, which are almost as insane as the catalyst itself.

Refuse to blog? While support is good, this just looks more like running and hiding. It's exactly what bullies want: everyone to stop what they're doing just because they said so.

Call for a Code of Conduct? Wouldn't this start us down the road to where Freedom of Speech can no longer make it past the checkpoints?

Ban Anonymity? Wow. Just wow. The conceit involved in believing that you could actually ban anonymity on the internet is just astounding.

I think I'll just quote Strumpette and leave it at that:
So... now what do we do? Better question: what do the A-List leaders (blog demagogues) do? Answer: They can either take their ball and go home (Scoble, Rubel, Weil and others would have to actually get real jobs); Or what they can do is call for certain controls, the very antithesis of their platforms, the very things they all along told us they were dismantling on our behalf. In effect, forget the old rules; here are the new rules. Ironically, here’s the new hierarchy. Such is the cycle that defines history. We, of course, need new rules to protect the new rulers. Remember that.

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“I” dentity, not our-dentity. It belongs to me.


I do really, truly, deeply sympathize with Kathy Sierra. What's been done is nothing short of a violation that has to cut as deeply as having someone break into your home. It is not free speech, but it is a matter for the legal system. Support Kathy by letting her know that you care about what has happened, but please step back and let the police bring assault charges against the guilty party. We don't need a code of conduct or any type of ban. We have laws, and most of us have the common sense God gave us.

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Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Blame the Parents: Junior needs a Spanking

Have you seen the current whirlwind over at Creating Passionate Users? Kathy Sierra writes CPU and I drop in from time to time since 1) it's a girl writing about tech and 2) it's interesting, well written and entertaining. Yesterday's post, however, is not entertaining or interesting. It's horrifying.

Kathy writes:
"I have canceled all speaking engagements.

I am afraid to leave my yard.

I will never feel the same. I will never be the same."
If you've ever been a frequenter of any forum, you've undoubtedly come across a troll or two. Most of the time these trolls are harmless, flinging about rude names at random posters and offering anything but intelligent discussion, usually in anonymity. The things that have been posted about and toward Kathy run so far out of the realm of trolling that I cannot find an internet epithet capable of describing it, so I'll have to use one from the real world: criminal assault. If you really need the gorier details of what was said and done, please follow the link at the beginning of this post.

After reading the post myself, my immediate impression of the person(s) responsible is that this is a boy, somewhere in his teens or early twenties. Why? Probably because I watch far too many crime dramas on television, but also because I've been out there on boards, watching and reading. The fastest way to get the shit-pot stirred is to let a bored thirteen year old boy loose with a computer and an internet connection. I've also been to college, where bored, immature boys abound, only now they have their own apartments or dorm rooms to hide in while they make these absurd posts.

My question is: where are the parents?

First and foremost: why didn't they raise their child with enough morality to feel too guilty to even think about such posts, much less actually committing them to written form? I've thought about quite rudely telling someone what a waste of space they were for no other reason than they wrote something that pissed me off, but I've never actually done it because that's just insane, immature and stupid. I'd feel guilty about being such a twit. Why? Well, that would be due to the fact that my parents taught me that you don't attack people for no good reason: verbally, physically, or emotionally.

Secondly, if they did try to raise their child with some sense of morality, why didn't they notice that it didn't take? Seriously. At some point, someone that disturbed had to be pulling the wings off of flies, shaving the neighbor's cat, pushing smaller kids off their bicycles, or punching their sister. I know that parents can't be omnipotent gods in their child's world, I have three children of my own to teach me that, but there are signs, indicators, that should tell you something is not quite getting through to that child.

Finally, if they did notice, why didn't they do something? Again, parent's can't be over the shoulders of their children 24/7, but if there was an indication that their child was even having thoughts or inclinations in the general direction of where the posts about Kathy have gone, why didn't the parents discuss it/take away the computer/send him to a therapist?

Ten to one, when the police investigation is over and all of this breaks, the offender(s) will be some white middle-class suburban sixteen year-old numbnut who was getting a huge laugh out of it with his dumbass buddies right up until the cops showed up on his doorstep and his clueless parents will be standing on the lawn weeping and wringing their hands crying "But he was such a GOOD boy!"

Here's my list of parental "TO DO" list:
1) teach your children to respect themselves
2) teach your children to respect others
3) teach your children to respect property, theirs or someone else's
4) teach your children responsibility for their actions
5) teach your children that it is not bad to fail, only to never try or never try again
6) TAKE SOME FUCKING RESPONSIBILITY FOR NOT TEACHING YOUR CHILDREN THESE THINGS
7) be INVOLVED in your children's lives

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Personally, if I catch one of my children committing an act of disrespect, and I know that I've taught them otherwise, I WILL be handing out a whipping. Scream abuse all you want, but I've never met a kid who didn't understand and fear the gravity of a good old fashioned "cut me a switch" ass whipping. I've also never met a kid who received one of these whippings that ever repeated the offending act. Screw "time-out". "Time-out" + willful child + parent too scared to whip = "Go ahead. Tell my mommy, she won't do nothing!" Now, that doesn't mean skip "time-out". Try it, if it works, congratulations, use it as long as it works. When/If it fails to produce results, whip that ass.

Then there's also the fact that my kids are going to hate me for "invading their privacy" and "ruining their life". Privacy is for the bathroom until I know I can trust you with your own decisions. If I can trust my kids at the age of 8, then wonderful! I'll be letting them do some things on their own. If can't trust my kids until they're 42, then I'll be up their ass with my nose square in their business until then. Regardless of either situation, I WILL be monitoring what they do on and offline to the best of my ability.

Parents need to quit being scared of their kids, and they need to quit looking for someone else to blame when either party fucks up. THEY ARE THE KID, YOU ARE THE PARENT! FUCKING ACT LIKE IT!

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