Saturday, April 29, 2006

El Dorko's Favorite Lyrics vol. 1

"Pale, pubescent beasts roam through the streets
and coffee shops.
Their prey gather in herds of stiff knee-length skirts
and wide-ankle socks.
But while they search for a mate, my type hybernate
In bedrooms above,
composing their songs of love."
Ben Folds (great)

"Summer is always winter with you..."
Pinback (I just like the meaning of that)

"You could slit my throat
and with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt."
Taking Back Sunday (an obvious choice)

"I traced the path the motorcade... took back in '63.
Past the grassy knoll... and the book depository.
They put in a museum... where they say the shots were fired.
It's closed today but I don't mind... I'm already getting tired.
There's photographs and headlines... and diagrams of the street.
They're showing the Zapruder film... it's always on repeat.

Last night I dreamt I was the bullet... from frame 313.
The one that scattered his head... around the limouzine.
I was right there for his final thoughts... of Jon Jon and Jackie.
My oh my Big D."
by Bishop Allen (Cool perspective, great imagery)

"These are the words you wish you wrote down.
this is the way you wish your voice sounds,
handsome and smart.
oh my tongue's the only muscle on my body
that works harder than my heart."
Brand New (The best writers I know of, in my opinion)

"I know a girl,
she put the color inside of my world.
She's just like a maze
where all of the walls all continually changed.
And I've done all I can
to stand on her steps with my heart in my hands.
Now I'm starting to see,
maybe it's got nothing to do with me.

Fathers be good to your daughters.
Daughters will love like you do.
Girls become lovers, who turn into mothers,
so mothers, be good to your daughters too."
John Mayer (shows the sweetness, and innocence that is the best in women)

Three Role Models




Here are three role models of mine. Kinda nerds, but they are renowned throughout the country for what they do. I just caught onto their stuff this year, but they are really good image makers. The first is Craig Frazier. He came to USU to speak last year, and he does great stuff. The second is Michael Schwab, a very famous designer. His style looks like a lot of people's styles, but the difference is he invented it like twenty years ago, and everyone else is copying it still. The third is a team of guys called Aesthetic Apparatus. They do great posters like Heads of State.

Craig Frazier
Michael Schwab
Aesthetic Apparatus

Songs I'm into

Here's a couple of songs im into right now some new, and some old that I'm remembering how good they are

Napolean Solo - At the Drive In
London Calling - The Clash
Masterpiece(Acoustic Version) - Bayside
Only For The Night - Rx Bandits ( New song available on their myspace page)
Anything acoustic by Matt Embree(lead singer of Rx Bandits), find it at mdbrecords.com
I'm not invisible - Rocket from the Crypt
Chesterfield King - Jawbreaker

Friday, April 28, 2006

Lists Lists Lists Lists Lists


I think people should publish lists. Not necessarily as long as mine. But would like to see some people jump on the list bandwagon. Like we all kind of did with the "things that must go" idea. Songs, movies, books, cars, vacations, restaraunts, video games, etc. etc. etc. The profile update thing was a little demanding...but I like to hear what people are doing...so this may work a little better. I am always looking for more ideas for things to watch, listen to etc. Just a thought...

Anyone Else?

Anyone else have a great role model they'd like to share?

Scott's Top 150 Favorite Songs...at least for today


I tried for 100...but there were too many. This list fluctuates and changes....but these are 150 solid favorites, at least!

in alphabetical order....


311 - Amber
Ryan Adams - Shadowlands
Adiemus - Adiemus
a-ha - Take On Me
a-ha - Thought That It Was You
Alice Deejay - The Lonely One
Tori Amos - Taxi Ride
Tori Amos - A Sorta Fairytale
Ben Folds - Still Fighting It
Bjork - Army of Me
Bjork - Venus as a Boy
Bjork - Unravel
Boston - More Than a Feeling
Boston - Peace of Mind
The Bravery - Honest Mistake
Chicago - Niagra Falls
Coldplay - Fix You
Collective Soul - Run
Phil Collins - Father to Son
Phil Collins - That's Just the Way it is
Phil Collins - In the Air Tonight
Aaron Copland - Fanfare for the Common Man
The Cranberries - I Can't Be With You
The Cranberries - Just My Imagination
Crosby Stills & Nash - Southern Cross
The Cure - Pictures of You
The Cure - Taking Off
Def Leppard - Photograph
Def Leppard - Animal
Depeche Mode - Policy of Truth
Depeche Mode - Enjoy the Silence
Depeche Mode - Home
Depeche Mode - It's No Good
The Doobie Brothers - It Keeps You Runnin'
The Doors - Break on Through
Dredg - Bug Eyes
Duran Duran - Ordinary World
Duran Duran - Come Undone
Enya - China Roses
Erasure - Sweet Surrender
Erasure - Breathe
Eurythmics - Here Comes the Rain Again
Flaming Lips - One More Robot/Sympathy 3000-21
Flaming Lips - Ego Tripping at the Gates of Hell
Fleetwood Mac - Sara
Frou Frou - I Must be Dreaming
Fuel - Shimmer
Fuel - Hemmorhage
Funeral for a Friend - Hospitality
Peter Gabriel - I Love to Be Loved
Peter Gabriel - Your Eyes
Genesis - Invisible Touch
Genesis - Carpet Crawlers
Goo Goo Dolls - Iris
Heart - Alone
Michael Hedges - Rickover's Dream
Don Henley - Boys of Summer
Incubus - Megalomaniac
Interior - Hot Beach
Interpol - Take You on a Cruise
INXS - Original Sin
INXS - Need You Tonight
Michael Jackson - Smooth Criminal
Jet - Look What You've Done
Jimmy Eat World - Kill
Billy Joel - While the Night is Still Young
Billy Joel - The Downeaster Alexa
Elton John - The Last Song
Elton John - Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
Howard Jones - Things Will Get Better
Journey - Wheel in the Sky
Journey - Separate Ways
The Kaiser Chiefs - I Predict a Riot
Keane - She Has No Time
Kenna - Freetime
The Killers - Jenny Was a Friend of Mine
Led Zeppelin - Trampled Under Foot
Avril Lavigne - Tomorrow
Annie Lennox - No More I Love You's
Live - Lakini's Juice
Live - Turn My Head
Madonna - Frozen
Madonna - The Power of Goodbye
Matchbox 20 - Bent
Mew - Behind the Drapes
Mew - The Zookeepers Boy
Modest Mouse - The Ocean Breathes Salty
The Moody Blues - Nights in White Satin
Morrissey - Everyday is Like Sunday
Muse - Hysteria
Nek - Hablemos en Pasado
New Order - Regret
Nine Inch Nails - Head Like a Hole
Nine Inch Nails - The Hand that Feeds
OBK - El Cielo No Entiende
Offspring - Gone Away
William Orbit - Sea Green
Roland Orzabal - For the Love of Cain
Ozzy Osbourne - Shot in the Dark
Ozzy Osbourne - Time After Time
The Outfield - Your Love
Panic! At the Disco - The Only Difference Between Martyrdom and Suicide is Press Coverage
Laura Pausini - Dos Historias Iguales
Pet Shop Boys - Liberation
Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb
The Police - Spirits in the Material World
The Psychedelic Furs - Love My Way
R.E.M. - The Sidewinder Sleeps Tonight
R.E.M. - What's the Frequency Kenneth?
R.E.M. - Lotus
Radiohead - How to Disappear Completely
Radiohead - Fake Plastic Trees
Radiohead - Bulletproof…I Wish I Was
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Scar Tissue
REO Speedwagon - Roll with the Changes
Ringside - Tired of Being Sorry
Roxette - I Wish I Could Fly
Roxette - Fading Like a Flower
Rush - The Manahttan Project
Scorpions - Winds of Change
Seal - Human Being
The Shins - Caring is Creepy
Simon & Garfunkel - The Only Living Boy in New York
Smashing Pumpkins - The Everlasting Gaze
Smashing Pumpkins - Ava Adore
Snow Patrol - Chocolate
Jefferson Starship - No Way Out
Switchfoot - Meant to Live
Tears for Fears - Shout
Tears for Fears - Break it Down Again
Tears for Fears - Everybody Wants to Rule the World
Tears for Fears - Advice for the Young at Heart
Third Eye Blind - Faster
Third Eye Blind - Crystal Baller
Thompson Twins - Hold Me Now
Tonic - If You Could Only See
Toto - Africa
Travis - Turn Turn Turn
U2 - Sometimes You Can't Make it On Your Own
U2 - Who's Gonna Ride Your Wild Horses
U2 - Ultraviolet
U2 - Where the Streets Have No Name
U2 - Do You Feel Loved
The Used - I Caught Fire
The Used - Blue and Yellow
Van Halen - Feels So Good
Van Halen - Right Now
Richard Wagner - Pilgrim's Chorus
George Winston - Colors/Dance
Yellowcard - Ocean Avenue

A Call To Arms For Your Favorite Words!!!

Please respond. --stop--
El Dorko is seeking help. --stop--
Submit your favorite song lyrics. --stop--
Or just your favorite words, poems, or thoughts. --stop--
I am gathering my favorite lyrics right now. --stop--
Will post them soon. --stop--

PLEASE LISTEN TO THESE


Mew is a Danish band whose CD's are all imported here. I have to confess...I have a ...well...a "special copy." PLEASE LISTEN to the songs Snow Brigade, The Zookeeper's Boy, and Behind the Drapes. You may have your "special avenues" to get the music. They are not in iTunes. I can send them to anyone who wants them...but my good golly. You HAVE to try them. My mission buddy gave me their stuff....they are the best music that I own that I don't actually own :) Its just too pricey right now. Someone take me up on this!!! You won't be sorry!

Classy


If they make posters for Michael Stipe and the boys. They're okay with me. I like to learn what good advertising is. I think that the people who do the Zions company magazine must have missed that course in school. As I learn more...I am more sure of that.

The Heads of State




By the way, the poster at left and below was artificially inseminated, no scratch that, created by "the Heads of State." They make GREAT screenprinted posters that make your bowels shake with joy. It's kinda annoying when you're sitting in a public compute lab, and your bowels shake. Messy too.

Please take some time out of your busy day to see the wonderment that they have to offer you on your quest through this existence.

www.theheadsofstate.com

Dork's Concert Review


The second installment of Dork's Concert Review will be short (hopefully), and thus to-the-point... the point of a pin! Ha, pulled that off nicely... Ok, not really. (Just insert your own "short joke" here, given who is writing this)

The Pinback concert was a... different experience. Not quite what i was hoping, but still worth going to. First off, I just saw the BEST bass guitar player I have ever seen! They guy was amazing. He played it like a five-string, and like a normal bass. He strummed it, slapped it, picked it, pulled it, and kissed it(um... sure) usually in the same song.

Secondly, the music was great when I knew the songs, but the act wasn't. They played some wierd, and interesting stuff. I only knew like 6 songs out of the 15-20 they played. I really like the songs I know, but the rest, to me, were "eh." They were really straight forward good musicians, with no flair really. The lead reminded me of one of the Cosmans. Really talented, but something is just kinda... off. Amber was tired being the old lady she is, and it being past her bedtime of 10:00, so she was out of it almost.

Thirdly, the Depot is, by far, the nicest concert venue I've been to in SLC, excluding the "real" concert places like Kingsbury, or any of the "tut-tut, his monacle is askew" places. They have restored the old train depot faithfully on the ground level with cool old murals onthe walls, and stained glass windows both showing scenes of the pioneers moving, and settling in the valley. I can very much appreciate that. The actual venue is on the second and third floors of the north wing. It was all brand new, and was setup kinda like DV8 with a bar downstairs and up. We sat right in front of the railing on the mezzanine (super bon bon super bon bon) front and center. It was good, but not great. I guess it's not so short.
OK, I'm done.

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Pride...Read the Label Before Ingesting


This subject is very interesting to me.

The standard way of thinking about it is that he who has more than another has pride and could treat the other condescendingly...thus manifesting pride.

Yet the person without wealth (or status) can criticize and covet what the rich person has. They can treat them badly and alienate them. Why would that person do that? I suppose it would be from jealousy or frustration.

To me pride is a noxious gas or chemical. It cannot be stored in any container. It will eat away at whatever it is stored in. Likewise, there is not a person on earth who can fend off its effects. It is a grimy grit that gets under your fingernails and you just can't seem to get it out. You end up cutting off your fingernails to get rid of it.

Anyway...you can't call poison control when you ingest pride. (Brings a new perspective to "swallow your pride" right?) I hope that I can stay away from it and always try to treat others with respect regardless of their social status relative to mine.

That's a high ceiling... er... sealing.

We went to a sealing in one of our many fine temples awhile ago. What the sealer said has stayed with me forever, and I thought about it when I was reading the posts about husbands and wives.

The sealer said that some marriages don't work because of selfishness. It's a natural thing to be number one in your life. For twenty to thirty years we are numbero uno. We can put others first if we want to, but it's only temporary, and it's always our choice. When we are married to someone we love, they become number one in our lives. We are ALWAYS number two from that day forward. People don't like to be number two, expecially if they feel it's their choice. One way we fight the natural man is to tell ourselves, "I'm okay being number two, because I REALLY love number one." Sacrificing time, wants, and desires so that our own number one will be happier is what makes a marriage bond stronger, and holier.

When children are brought into the mix, we slip farther down the ladder. We become number 3,4, or 5... in our OWN lives! Why can't we be number one in our own lives? It's OUR life. This kind of thinking leads to pointing fingers, and blame placing. We must realize our life is not our own. It's a hard transition to make, but not when you look at it from the Savior's perspective. He's number 4,556,321,999,541,381,958 and he loves us enough to do it. Doesn't that make you feel good?

My favorite four-chord wonders...



OK, these songs are not groundbreaking stuff, but something has to be said for someone that can take four chords that seem like they are in every single song out there, and turn it into something new, and likable. At least likable for Sam. All of them don't have the EXACT same four chords, but they are similar so.. you get the idea.

1)Four Chord Wonder by the Ataris - Ironic or not? I'll ask Alanis. I have to put the Ataris on this tho.

2)Where is my Mind? by the Pixies - GREAT song. No need to explain.

3)So Contagious by Acceptance - This song reminds me of Amber and I driving through the snow capped mountains in Colorado. The whole song reminds me of my thoughts on Amber.

4)Okay, I Believe You, But My Tommy Gun Don't by Brand New - This song has atmosphere so thick... it's like fog, man. GREAT lyrics.

5)Hannah Hold On by the Get Up Kids - A breakup song, from my times dating Amber. Good song tho.

6)Hit or Miss by New Found Glory - Four Chords is basically all they do, but this one has stuck with me.

7)Divine Intervention by Taking Back Sunday - Great song by my standards. New CD, better than their last, which says alot cuz I loved the last one.

8)Island in the Sun by Weezer - One of the few Weezer songs I can still dig. Ya dig?

We'll end it with that.

Windypops Jukebox


The latest...

I don't know how many of you would like this. It is really ethereal and ambient. I guess I like it because its a challenge and because music like this washes over you. It doesn't tell you how to think (few lyrics...if any). I suppose that's why I like instrumental music of all types. It seems to encourage thoughts--original thoughts--instead of inserting thoughts. This music breaks the radio mold and really rewards the listener for sticking with it. I also like longer tracks...ones that aren't always verse-verse-chorus-verse-chorus-bridge-chorus reapeat to fade. This is music to really LISTEN to.

Key track: Davyan Cowboy

Exactly how I feel...

"There are no greater roles in life for a man than those of husband and father. Likewise, there are no greater roles for a woman than those of wife and mother."
—Elder Russell M. Nelson
Ensign, Nov. 1989, 20

Updating our profiles


I think we should all keep the profiles updated. I like to know what people are listening to, what they are reading, and such.

Accountability

"History is not something that happens to people—it is the activity of people. In every moment, in every decision and gesture, we make our culture, our life stories, our world, whether we take responsibility for this ourselves or ascribe this power to executives, politicians, pop stars, economic systems, or deities."

-crimethinc.com

No explanation...





It is awful of me to post these...but I just want to cheer everyone up. Funny people always do that...right?

Train of Bloggy


There have been some unforseen challenges that have arisen in our little world of Bloggy. I would urge every person to continue posting and sharing their unedited, unrestrained thoughts. If I have to keep posting these little blurbs to keep the train of Bloggy running...then I shall. And it also is one more post that Nuckolls will have to match...you little ninny-face lemur-ized poop. he he he. I am not thinking about much of anything this morning other than how my daughter will cry when she gets her shots today. You all are wonderful humans.

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

I am a lemur, set and ready to spring


I feel as though I have been pushed into a corner by recent posts written by a big-headed beast of a man that shall not be named. His intimidation tactics and his blatant display of unwarranted pride reminded me of a story from my life recently:

A few days ago, a gentleman came into the place where I work. He was a nice enough guy, and I was helping him check out with some carabiners. The topic of conversation between us quickly turned to blogging. The man began bragging about how many posts he had on his blog. He then continued to spew forth filth from his ill-tongued mouth about how his posts were so much more enlightened than everyone elses. It was like he was acting techno-macho or sumpin... stop me when you know where this is going.

This means war Scotty. I WILL post EVERYTHING!!! (I don't even want to hear what I think that much).

By the way...


I love these short posts...they are snippets of what I think. They are more accessible to the reader and they rack up the total number of posts that I have done. Thus putting my dear friend Dorko on his scrawny hiney-end. ha-HA! Another insult to add...insult...uhhh...I mean...another insult to add injury...well...the injury resulting from the insult...

I can get what I need to off my chest. Off my bosom. Off my sternum. Off the meeting place of my man boobs. Off the place above which my heart beats. Off of the place on a woman that contains the special mountains. Off the place where much hair has grown since my high school daze. Off the place where boy bands put their hands when they sing their stupid love songs. Off the place where a tick could bite me. Off the place where most people would like to lay their head when they watch a movie. Off the place where jer shot me with his paintball gun on Saturday. Off the place where now I get old man sweat. I'll stop now...

Samuel...


According to my crude calculations...there have been a plethora of posts. Yet I have seen a shortage from thee. I desire to hear thy views and thy personal introspections. Also by my crude calculations...I supposeth that I have posted more than thee. ha-HA... I slap thy face with my silken glove to challenge thee to a duel of posting.

Primal Male Egos


Guys, I have to comment on something that happened today. Good grief. So this guy's in the bank doing his transaction. He was telling us way too much about what he was doing to do with this money. Really business, you know? Really "I am just all over the place with my business ventures...I REALLY make waves. I am the shizzle." I just ignored him and the Iranian teller who was helping him just kept saying, "You don't to say..." It was comical in and of itself.

Then...

This other guy who the talkative guy knew came up behind them. They exchange crude greetings and the first guy says to the acquaintance,"So what's going on." The second guy who just walked up immediately starts to recite what business ventures he has played a major role in. He starts to talk about his SALARY in front of everyone...by the way it was only $180,000...I bet that was gross income and exaggerated by AT LEAST $50,000. He then talks about how high up he is in the company and how well he knows the boss. The other guy reciprocates with a similar display of macho-ness.

OK...well that is really pathetic. They looked like two dogs circling each other and smelling each others butts. They were sizing each other up. Then one races to the nearest tree or telephone pole to pee on it staking its territory. Why can't males actually talk? Why can't we talk to each other without having to stake our claim? Why do we have to define ourselves relative to our paychecks and our business positions? Whatever happened to good ol' brotherhood and comradery?

When I am a doctor I have a sincere goal not to bring up what surgery I did or what the hospital is paying me. The other person could care less. I think it says a lot about someone when all they can do is talk about themselves. Its like they feel they have to assemble a throne right in front of you so they can sit their silk-clad a$$es in it...right in front of your poor little face.

I am guilty of talking about myself a lot. I do it when people ask what I do. I immediately talk about Med School and go off about a lot of things I am doing. After today though...I really think I will change my tune. I don't want to come off like that AT ALL. Humility is an important thing for me to learn...but REALLY learn it. Not pretend...

For another post...I think I will talk about the weird thing that pride is. It is bi-directional...interestingly enough. The rich can have it towards the poor...but it can go the other way in the form of resentment and coveting. It is a monster.

In the words of Nuckolls..."I'm Done."

Twitching


I feel that I have a nervous twitch if I don't have something posted on ebay for people to bid on. I do not know if I shall escape the clutches of reserve prices, auctions, and winners. There is a lingo, a culture, and even the title of "good ebayer" for those who can expertly navigate the gauntlet of merchandise. My gosh...my good golly...I have become an entrepreneur...

The Constitution of Bloggy


I suppose we stand at a crossroads my fellow bloggers. I have written The Constitution of Bloggy.

1. Anything goes
2. I choose how I want to feel when I read others' views
3. Anybody's opinion is important as my own
4. I will try to view the issue from the writer's perspective
5. I will share my views openly without fear of others' retaliation
6. I will not attack anyone or their opinion
7. Typing with vaseline on my fingers is not good for the keyboard on which I type
8. Humor, respect, and fun are of the upmost importance
9. I will comment often
10. I will show appreciation for others and their heartfelt feelings
11. I will never share my bowel movement schedule, color, or size with other bloggers

I feel these guidelines will help us all in our endeavors to solve the mysteries of cold fusion.

Amen.

--by Windypops

What the.......

1) I thought the blog is for talking about whatever we want and being open and expressive and opinionated.
2) I learned early on that if I cant handle the things I write to be aggressively commented on and disagreed with to not say anything.
3) I thought we could state our opinions without being bias or unbias or worrying about if we should or shouldnt say that... to just "be ourselves"
4) Sure I dont agree with or care about somethings that are written. But I enjoy hearing peoples opinions and trying to be open minded, or just plain disagreeing. That is what is fun, we can have fun and get in heated discussions.
5) Now its ruined. We cant discuss what we want or comment how we really feel without worrying about how its going to be taken. Our open blog where we can be ourselves is now a sensitive one where we have to sugar coat what we say?
6) If you dont want to make a big deal out of something dont. If you do, make post and advertise how offended you are.

Last night...




10 cop cars came screaming into our complex last night at midnight. I guess there was a drug deal or something. I went down and asked an officer what was up. He said the suspect fled when the cop stopped him. I saw the officer with his knee in the guy's back as the other officers came for back up. We need to MOVE NOW!!! Sheesh...

Hey Guys

.... whats up. Well I called Sam and got this to work finally so cool. Hasta.

Wrong Flag....DUDE


You raised a white flag when you MEANT to raise a Swashbucklin' Black Rag! Arrrrrgh MATEY! Love you MaxXy PoO.

You're Back Now...

I found a horse of a different color. Sorry if I have had any part of it. I am very opinionated...and guilty of shooting my mouth off. We need MaxXy....(rabid screaming and chanting)...MAXXY! MAXXY! MAXXY!

"Food" for thought....

3500 calories = 1 pound of fat

If you reduce your calorie intake or burn 500 calories a day for 1 week, you will lose 1 pound a week.

1 mile = 100 calorie expenditure

The American Academy of Sports Medicine recommends that you get 30 minutes of continuous exercise on most days of the week (at least 4 days).

It is healthy to lose 1-2 punds a week.

Exercise weight loss goals must be:
1) Attainable/ Realistic
2) Measureable
3) Fun!!!

You will lose more fat by combining your aerobic exercise with weight training.

My goal... for the whole world to see ...

I would like to lose 15 pounds (my baby weight is still hanging on:)) by July 27, 2006 (Baby Australia's 1st Birthday).

Anyone want to join in??? You can set your own individual goals.....

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Sam...don't put that on!!


Here's how it went...

Scott would put down his baseball cap while playng some tip-in in the Stroman's driveway. One of the friends would pick up the hat and put it on exclaiming, "hey guys! Where'd you go?!? I am lost inside of Scott's huge hat. Hey mellon-head!" Ahhhhh...the blissful memories...

he he he

Just another shout out


We have been through a lot all of us... Just wanna let you guys know how grateful I am for a great set of friends. Sentimental Pops...shining through...

These days are gone...

I don't know about any of you other men...but I don't WANT a completely domestic wife. "Conformity" used to feel like (right after we got married) she was doing me a disservice by not having dinner ready for me when I got home. I just about...well...I was mad. I don't want a woman who waits on my every need. I want some spunk...some kick. I don't want June Cleaver. I want some Madonna and some Sherri Dew. HA HA HA. Well...I have a choice female sharing my too-small bed. She is fantastic and just what I need. Thanks for the post Tone Loc...got me thinkin' about shtuff.

If there was one thing I got from my Gender class last semester (taught by a devout feminist) it was that women are put into a domestic box a lot of the time. its not fair. Free agency is a real thing that deserves respect. I think we men have a great responsibility to make sure we are allowing them the freedoms in the household that we expect. Cleaning toilets, doing the dishes, making the food, and changing the sheets are in no way inherently female duties. I have a lot of work to do to make sure I am helping out...

Unpopular News...VERY

My paintball gear sold on ebay. I suppose I am out of the loop. I had to weigh some delicate financial matters. There were certain things that I wanted to buy before the financial draught of Medical School ensues. I had to make some sacrifices to get there. I felt really sad...but I think that I made the right decision. Hey...when I am a doc I will buy the best darn paintball gun...one that helps me aim.

Party at the New house

Once the house is done....MaxXy picks the flick...I pick the volume level and you're all invited!! I can't wait to hook all this stuff up...

Read this!

You guys should read this article...I couldn't find the text of it online...but it's thought provoking. I have heard it criticized because Jimmy Carter was pretty bad too... But still...a great read.

Squash It

This is the way to kill a marriage. At least according to the Book O' Windypops....

Complacency...Swallowed Up



Lizzen's post is phenomenal. I really like the picture it paints. That is EXACTLY what I try guard against. Thanks for sharing that.

I explain...

It was also Lizzen who mentioned the Butterfly Effect...yes...NOT the Ashton Butt-cher movie. I think these simple interactions can change a life. It is the heartfelt interaction with another human that lights my soul. It is this experience that I long for. It is the feeling of connection on the most basic, human, raw level that absolutely enthrals me.

I explain further...

I am NOT boasting...I want to show you what I am talking about. These are all true stories...and recent.

1) there is a very old woman who comes into the bank. She shakes uncontrollably. She has a hard time signing her name on the check she is writing. She is delirious to a degree and always talks about her grandson who was killed who has my same name. She came in the other day and I was absolutely oversome with compassion. I noticed her hair looked different. I told her she looked very nice and asked her if she had her hair done. She gave me all the details about her perm she had just got and the little trim the stylist gave her. Her face was alight with excitement. She was so gracious that I had noticed. She had carted her shopping basket all the way to my window and had a hard time turning it around. I took it for her and wheeled it out towards the aisle. I told her I hoped she would have a good day. Is that the most simple experience? I will never forget it for some reason...

2) I work with a girl who is very pretty. She has no self esteem. I tell her that she doesn't need to listen to society's rhetoric on beauty. I tell her that the men she sees are dogs if they treat her in such a way. I feel really bad for her. She has been dropped on her head one to many times...so to speak. She has been damaged by the crushing weight of a heartless society's expectations. I always compliment her. I always comment on her wardrobe and let her know she looks nice. I let her know she is a nice person and she is fun to be around. Whether or not a married man's opinion is worth much to her remains to be seen. I feel like she responds though. She mentioned that she missed me when I had been away for the illness I had. She is very kind and I hope that my meager offerings of encouragement would give her the strength she needs to hold her head high against a tide of unreasonable expectations.

3) I met Tim (not his real name---but to respect him...) in a physics lab last year. We became friends as he asked me continually about my journey into the medical field. He was also interested in being a physician. He is a year behind me. We kept in touch and he emailed me about some of the things he needed help with in his studies and applications. We became close friends. he has been homeless. He loves to read Karl Marx. He is passionate about bench research and has worked extensively on epilepsy in rats. He is a genuine kid with a desire to make a difference in the world. He is easily one of the most likeable guys I have ever met. he called me this last week for a Priesthood blessing. he is quite inactive in the church. I was flattered. He felt strongly that I should give this blessing to him. I felt like I did on the mission. I felt transparent to the divine powers that dominate those situations. I felt that God Himself knew what I was doing and approved. It is a feeling like none I have felt outside of that situation. We forged a bond there in our tiny front room. I hope that we can keep in touch for a long time. I think about the possibility of building a practice with someone like Tim. I have an immense amount of respect for him. I have tried to make heartfelt gestures to let him know I care. I gave him a cell phone because his didn't work that well. I amde him a mix f songs to study to for the MCAT. (these are insignificant things, I know, but I wanted to do something at least.)

I think a lot about Jesus. He is a remarkable icon in the history of the world. But more importantly...He breathes meaning into everything we do. He is the compass that guides our way. Who did he associate with? Was it the elite..the privileged...the competent? No...it was often those who could not care for themselves...those who had problems that were devouring them whole. I am not even on the same map as Jesus Christ. He is infinitely...and then some more...my superior. Yet I find purpose in His footsteps.

Jesus Christ's name is used in many different ways. People use it when they slam their finger in the door. People curse His name when life deals them a tough blow. People thank Him for good fortune. Televangelists extract money from their congregations using His name and His perfect life. His example guides the lives of millions of people. The key is to find a personal connection with Him.

Lizzen's post shows a definite gap between what we SHOULD do what we really do. I think the only way to even start to bridge this gap is to find out what He has to offer. His life is quoted by millions of people every day. His words are scrawled on cathedral walls and bathroom stalls. But what does He have for us individually? That is the quest of life. Wade through the clichés....the rhetoric...the commercial Christianity...the worn out words of the scriptures...and figure out how it all applies to us. What are we going to do with these important ideas?!?!?

My examples of personal efforts mentioned above are not examples of much. They are the glimmer of hope in a life full of imperfection. I share them to show that I am trying. I really believe in charity...in all its forms. I want to "do charity" for a living.


Read the first 12 verses...

http://scriptures.lds.org/john/8

Opinions Please

What are a mans role? In house, in marriage, household?

What are the womens roles?

My Stupid Hair

I just paid fifty dumb dollars to get my hair done and it looks the same. It isnt my hairdressers fault.. i wanted it darker but it didnt take so I may need to go back in and get it darker. I want it normal not so punky brewster. Just plain and healthy. So yeah I am kinda bummed. We are going to my neices (Emma Lee 4yrs) dance recital tonight.. how funny. I bet it will be hilarious. I am so happy to have a girl, dances and jelly shoes (I just bought some today). Skirts and sunhats and maryjanes. Love them. I want to be with Piper every second of every day. Well I guess I better go make dinner to make my husband happy. This blog was lame but I just felt like talking about nothing.

Woman on the Train

I have shared this story several times. I think I do it in the hopes that I may absolve myself of some guilt every time it is told.

I was in San Diego in 2004 for a rugby trip. My best friend and I were taking the train back from Tijuana when a woman came on board. She was older and clearly homeless, and and struggled to carry two suitcases onto the train. No one helped her do this. We all just sat and stared.

A few stops later she stood to get off. She opened the door, lugged one heavy suitcase outside, then boarded the train to take off the second when suddenly the doors closed and the train took off.

The woman panicked, watching half of her worldly possessions fly by through the window. My friend tried to comfort her by saying that the transit police would pick it up and it would be saved for her when she returned.

Other than these kind words, nobody said anything. Nobody did anything.

I can't help but wonder, did we sit and stare and do nothing because she was different, because she was dirty and homeless and mumbling to herself (and therefore obviously "crazy", someone to be scared of)? If it were any other ordinary citizen, would someone have helped?

I feel guilty every time I remember this incident. I allowed my prejudices to dictate my actions and because of that I needlessly allowed another human being to suffer.

And now you all know my war against complacency.

Art, a thing that makes you go hmmmm....


I actually wrote this for an English class last semester. I had good feedback from my Professor, so I thought that I would post it on here. Maybe open up a new realm of discussion. So here it is in all of it's glory. This is by no means a call to arms or trying to put anything in anyones face, just an interesting read. I read it again and liked what I had written.

What influence does art have on politics and society?


I have chosen this question out of my own curiosity, and surprisingly enough I am pleased with the results in my findings. I had not had a chance to actually think about what the positive and negative influences could be in art, especially in politics. So in my research, I found numerous articles on the good and the bad that can come from art. Art, in the context of this essay, is music, literature, visuals, poetry, and theatre. My major that I am currently studying for is, visual arts- multimedia. I have also been drawing freehand for most of my life. Then just been a connoisseur of art all of my life. I would like to share a brief summary of my articles with you.
A modern composer named Daniel Felsenfeld writes the first article that I read. It is featured on the website
www.newmusicbox.com. It is a literary website for musicians. In the article he talks about, how as artists and musicians we tend to gourd ourselves on the disasters that occur here and abroad. He first recounts the terrorist attacks that happened to the World Trade Center buildings. He was staying two blocks away in New York when he felt and saw both the planes hit. He recounted exiting from his apartment in a cloud of smoke, as the towers fell. He remembered hearing the people fall, and how loud it was as they plummeted to the ground. Then he goes on to say, how after this tragedy artists and musicians tried to summarize, in their works, the awful horror. Not as a call to arms for people to get active and help, but as a sympathetic reminder of what happened. He goes on to say in a quote from the writing, “ To make people cry by invoking the Holocaust in 4/4 time is not to make them weep over your music, but over the horrid memory you have invoked.” He then ties into the relationship that this disaster is close to the hurricane that pounded New Orleans. Not to say that it is the same, but similar in the aspects of action. He says that as he was in dire need of clothing, food, shelter, and some counseling. There was not as much help as was needed. He then urges any and all that can help, artists and musicians especially. Not to write songs about the tragedy, but to write songs that will inspire us to get up and do something. Not to create dismal art that reminds us of the pain and suffering of men and women, but to create beauty from disaster, and lift up those hearts that are so desperately seeking some sort of semblance. He also refers to what happened with 9/11, as a sort of disaster porn for some, those who just feed off of the whole thing just to sell an album or a painting.
The next article that I read comes from The New York Times, and is written by Alan Riding. This article takes a very strong contrast to the previous article that I have cited. In this article, he talks a lot about cultural diplomacy. During the Cold War and World War II, there were a lot of campaigns and cultural centers setup world wide to support America. He states in the article that during the late 1990’s these programs and campaigns fell by the way side. He says, “ While rejecting United States foreign policy, people in many countries happily embrace America’s movies, television programs and pop music.” He goes into detail about how Washington needs to have a broader effort to spread our culture to other nations. He believes that if we can make a bigger statement, we can stem off some of the anti-Americanism that seems to run rampant. He states in his article that during the World War II, we had many American libraries and art galleries setup worldwide. He alludes that we need to get back to that. Not only politicians, but business owners as well, need to make a bigger and more conscious effort to support these programs. He also states that this is hardly a radical idea. Other countries, including, France, Britain, Germany, Japan and many others have long used culture to spread their influence across the globe.
He also believes that the, war in Iraq as well as 9/11, have brought the stark reality that we not only need military might, but “soft power” as well. In a quote in this article from Frank Hosdell, who heads the Center for Arts and Culture in Washington DC, he says “The new situation is much more multi-polar. There’s a need for more effort in a lot more places where cultures are much more different.” The end of the article states that more than money will be necessary. Anti-Americanism will take a long time to subdue, but in the end if we are persistent it will pay off in the end.
I agree a lot with what both articles have said. I think that art can be a very positive influence for spreading our culture. Overall I think that the article that calls for a positive outlook into art follows my opinion also. I think that in a way art is over-commercialized and can even stand as propaganda for some. In the long run, I think that I will always show thoughts, feelings and emotions for a certain time period. If we look into history, from the first cave dwellers primitive drawings, to Leonardo Da-Vinci, then even into such modern artists as Clifton Fein, who has a lot of pictures and poetry on the website
www.annoy.com.
The art that we know and think about has moved a lot from the traditional sense of the word. We tend to think of art as a one dimensional canvas drawing. Art is all around us, from the politically satirical cartoons in the New York Times, to Parade magazine, to the website and emails that we get everyday from co-workers, and friends. We just may not see it as art, but the pictures, poetry, and graphics on websites have moved into the art category.
I think that in order for us to win back the support of our allies, and other countries views of us as Americans, and especially as students and the youth, is constantly declining. We need to wage a silent war. A war that will not be fought with bombs and guns but with culture and ideas. We need to show a side of us as students, especially in this class as writers, that we are not all arrogant, and stuck up. But that we care as much as anyone about what happens to our neighboring countries, our allies, and our friends. We are not the cool kids who decide what is popular, or the bully who beats everyone up just to make a few bucks. We are Americans, and we are proud of it, but being proud doesn’t mean we need to whip out our guns and show everyone. We can be proud, but we can also show that being proud is also being friendly.
I think another big part of this discussion is that there are not enough places through out the world, to share our cultural differences. We see Muslims, or we hear about differing faiths, or cultural ideas and we automatically dislike it because the media tells us. We as educated adults need to wake up and realize that what we are being told may not always be the truth. It’s like the telephone game that we played when we were kids. A person says something and whispers it down the line. Somewhere down the line the message gets screwed up, and by the time it reaches the end it’s completely different from what it started as. I think that we tend to do that a lot without going to the source. We need more faiths, and cultures to reach out and help us understand. It is so wonderful to have so much diversity in the world, but without showing it to others we become just as arrogant as we are made out to be.
I think that the second article was right in the sense that we need to have more government-funded projects, such as museums and libraries, set up through out the world. Let people see just what we as Americans really are, not what our political leaders and military personnel portray us as. People tend to always be focused on the negative. This is what others see when they hear about scandals on the news. We need to get a message out that we are not all on the warpath. That we too have culture, and are not all egotistical macho bullies. We need to let artists from around the country donate their works, and for once without censorship. Let us through our art show the world that we do not agree with what is going on in our country. Not only that but let us show the world that we are not so different, but that we just have weak spokesmen.
I also think that as we put our art, and our voice’s out there, we can change the thinking coming from our political leaders. We need to embrace these artists as people and let them use their voices. This is not to say that we should support all art, but what is good and has a tasteful message we should embrace. Help these artists get the message to, not only the world, but to our government leaders as well. I think most of the time our leaders try to do what’s best for us, much like a parent. If we never raise our voice we become what that leader wants us to be, most of the time unintentionally. We should help to support the idea of having American based museums worldwide. In conclusion, I am in strong favor of the second article. At times we do tend to gourd ourselves at the trough of tragedy, but let us not turn a greedy profit and let us lend a helping hand instead. Most of us can say that we can’t help, or we won’t help. I say if the cause is just, let us unite to support it. We at times may feel like we are so helpless, and anyone that has traveled abroad has felt this way. Let us support our local and national artists to get what we as Americans represent out there.

Without struggle there is no progress!

There is a lack of blog...


I have been checking the blog for a couple days now, with nary a new comment or two to be read. My life is hollow, and void of meaning without the blog to read. I feel like a Mariah Carey fan when she went crazy. Nothing to sustain my empty existence. No light at the end of my tiny tunnel I call life. I have spent the last coule days guzzling grape soda, devouring bag after bag of Bugles in the dark of my closet––wishing I could just end it all.
Maybe I should post. You know what... I will. I WILL! Life must go on, however bleak it may be. I will carry the flaming blog in my shaking and fatiqued hands, and PROUDLY DISPLAY IT TO THE WORLD!

Monday, April 24, 2006

Territorial

Why is it that after having a baby I have become extremely territorial? Not only do I feel the need to take care of my baby, but also my husband. I have a hard time letting others help because I want to be the one to do it!!!

Natural, normal feelings or overly possessive?