Years of this. Years. When does it end?!
Thursday, 30 March 2006
Years of this. Years. When does it end?!
Monday, 27 March 2006
"Let's read the first problem," I suggested, but she began doodling. "Well, have you heard the story of the bird's eye?" I asked. Her ears perked up. I began...
Long ago in India, there lived a martial arts teacher named Drona. He ran an academy in the middle of the forest where he taught the art of archery. Students traveled for miles and miles to learn from him. A boy named Arjuna wanted to be the best archer in the world. So he decided to study at Drona's academy. He lived in the cottages for students.
Drona showed his students how to hold a bow and arrow. He told them to focus, "Look at where you want your arrow to go. Nowhere else." He told them to concentrate, "Think only of what you want your arrow to do. Nothing else."
Arjuna listened intently. He practiced and practiced and practiced. One night while Arjuna was eating his dinner, a gust of wind blew out the oil lamp. Arjuna continued eating.
"I can eat in the dark because I know where my mouth is," he said to himself, "I don't need to look at anything else."
He decided to practice archery in the dark. He re-lighted the lamp and used it as a target. He thought, "I know where my target is and I don't need to look at anything else."
He picked up his bow and arrows and began shooting. TWANG! TWANG! The sound of bow strings filled the air. When Drona heard the sound, he came out of his cottage. The sight of Arjuna practicing archery delighted him. He blessed Arjuna, saying "May your arrows never miss their targets."
Soon other students grew jealous of all the attention Arjuna was getting. "Why do you think Arjuna is the best among us all?" they asked the teacher. That evening Drona made an announcement.
"Tomorrow, there will be an archery competition to find out the best archer," Drona said. "When the sun climbs over the horizon, be ready with your bows and arrows."
The students polished their bows. They sharpened their arrows. Next morning they gathered in the yard. Glossy bows and pointed arrows gleamed in the sun. The wind was still but the students' hearts fluttered with excitement. Drona stepped out. In his hands was a bird made of clay. He laid it on a tree far from them.
"See that clay bird perched on the tree ahead of us? Aim at its eye," he said. Then he called the first student. The student plucked an arrow from the quiver, placed it on the bow, and pulled the string.
"What do you see ahead of you?" Drona asked.
"I see the sun, the clouds, the trees," the student replied as he released the string. The arrow shot forward and landed yards away from the tree.
The second student took his position. He plucked an arrow from his quiver, placed it on the bow, and pulled the string.
"What do you see ahead of you?" Drona asked.
“I see the tree, the branches, the leaves," the student replied as he released the string. The arrow shot forward and landed near the roots of the tree.
The next student came forward, plucked an arrow from his quiver, placed it on the bow, and pulled the string.
"What do you see ahead of you?" Drona asked.
"I see the bird, its legs, its wings," the student replied as he let the string go. The arrow shot forward and grazed the wings of the bird.
Finally it was Arjuna's turn. He plucked an arrow from his quiver, placed it on the bow, and pulled the string.
"What do you see ahead of you?" Drona asked.
"I see the eye of the bird," Arjuna replied.
"What else do you see, Arjuna?" Drona asked.
"Nothing. I only see the round black eye of the bird," Arjuna replied as he released the string. The arrow shot forward with a swoosh. It pierced the center of the eye of the clay bird.
"And that's the end of the story," I announced. Ananya thought for a few moments. "Hmmm.. I see. So I'm Arjuna, my pencil is the arrow, and the homework problem is the bird's eye?" she asked.
"Yes," I replied. "It's a story from Indian mythology."
She didn't even hear me. She was busy with her homework.
* * *
This week we'll see words related to archery many of which could be used metaphorically in unrelated contexts as well.
Parthian shot (PAR-thee-uhn shot) noun
A hostile remark made in departing.
[After the natives of Parthia, an ancient country in southwest Asia.]
Parthians were expert archers. Their specialty was firing arrows while in (or pretending to be in) retreat, which disrupted the enemy forces. The more descriptive term "parting shot" is a synonym.
“‘One other thing, Lestrade,’ [Sherlock Holmes] added, turning round at the door: ‘Rache’ is the German for 'revenge'; so don't lose your time looking for Miss Rachel.’ With which Parthian shot he walked away, leaving the two rivals open-mouthed behind him.”
- Arthur Conan Doyle; A Study In Scarlet; 1886.
What light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were!
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!
She speaks: O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head
As is a winged messenger of heaven
Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes
Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him
When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds
And sails upon the bosom of the air."
-Shakespeare, Romeo & Juliet
But it is nice to have it. Just once in a while. Fake it if you must but if you can successfully fake sincerity, do it - never doubt that the rewards will be worth it!
Saturday, 25 March 2006
I won't discount holistic and natural approaches to medicine, but I will argue that chemicals, while much more of an unknown quotient, will almost always be more potent and immediate than their holistic counterparts. Although an interesting fact about Viagra (and this may no longer be accurate as this was true at least five or six years ago) is that insurance will only cover six pills for a 30-day period. Imagine that. You can only get some action six times a month... That isn't right. Most people I know average once a week to several times a week. Certainly we clock in a lot more action than six times in one month!
Ambien and Nighttime Eating/Sleep-something Behaviour
No harm, no foul.
My Ankles and Antibiotics
Spring is Springing But Winter Is Not Leaving!
Saturday, 18 March 2006
Todd Wolf and his wife. He is also my vet for my kitties and a very experienced diver. He's also an exceptionally nice person. Very knowledgeable. His wife is striking.
Don Bragg with me - he is one of my crewmates. When I was unemployed we rode quite a bit together - thoroughly enjoyable. He is one of the sweetest - genuinely sweetest - people I know. There is a gentleness about him and that makes him a really great EMT (he is technically a First Responder but trust me when I tell you he is really an EMT. He also loves words so I set him up with A Word A Day e-mails, which he is delighted to get.
This is John Walsh. Just before the photographer shot this, he made his trademark comment, "Outstanding!" He and I have been on calls together, twice, when we were both out of work and we couldn't get a back-up crew out (it happens during the day sometimes). He was an excellent help on those calls.
Me with Jack. I just have the biggest soft spot for him. I think he's really adorable, too!
Me with Brian Sisko. He is really looking great with his new haircut - I don't doubt he had heart failure when he went (his hair was quite a bit longer), but this is a good look for him.
Me with Bob from OEM (Office of Emergency Management). I really like him. He also told me the last time I saw him - ironically on my birthday, at the town meeting regarding the communications tower - that I have a great smile and that he loves that I'm always happy and smiling. I really enjoyed hearing that!
Kelly ran around all night "teabagging" people. Please don't ask me what this means, it's not really repeatable. Or else watch Howard Stern... It was pretty funny in photos, though. Here he is teabagging Rick.
Rich, looking a bit odd here. He really had quite a bit to drink... not unusual at these things. He really looks oh, so serious here, like he is doing something super-important. Too serious for a party!
Bea, Rich's wife, looking really funny here in the fireman's hat. She had a fun time.
Rich and another member of Car 69 singing "Sweet Home Alabama" - usually when it comes to karaoke, there is cringing everywhere, but these guys really did an incredible job of singing this!
Luis with me taking a break from the dance floor. We had a fun time, danced as we usually do to "Runaround Sue" and "Ponce de Replay", and had a good time talking to each other. He really is a lot of fun, and always is funny at these things. And he looks so yummy in his suit now! It's practically falling off of him, he's lost so much weight, but the change is wonderful!
Not a bloody chance!
So istead I will work on earning Trump's salary!
As for the sheep, I say, "BBBBBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!"
Friday, 17 March 2006
Sunday, 12 March 2006
In this we agree.
Always think! It is as much living as anything else!
Saturday, 11 March 2006
Need a good laugh? A first grade teacher had twenty-five students in her class and she presented each child in her class the first half of a well known proverb and asked them to come up with the remainder of the proverb. It's hard to believe these were actually done by first graders. Their insight may surprise you. While reading these keep in mind that these are first graders, 6-year-olds, because the last one is classic!
1. Don't change horses until … they stop running.
2. Strike while the …bug is close.
3. It’s always darkest before … Daylight Saving Time.
4. Never underestimate the power of … termites.
5. You can lead a horse to water but … how?
6. Don't bite the hand that … looks dirty.
7. No news is … impossible.
8. A miss is as good as a … Mr.
9. You can't teach an old dog new … math.
10. If you lie down with dogs, you'll … stink in the morning.
11. Love all, trust … me.
12. The pen is mightier than the … pigs.
13. An idle mind is … the best way to relax.
14. Where there's smoke there's … pollution.
15. Happy the bride who … gets all the presents.
16. A penny saved is … not much.
17. Two's company, three's … the Musketeers.
18. Don't put off till tomorrow what … you put on to go to bed.
19. Laugh and the whole world laughs with you, cry … and you have to blow your nose.
20. There are none so blind as … Stevie Wonder.
21. Children should be seen and not … spanked or grounded.
22. If at first you don't succeed … get new batteries.
23. You get out of something only what you … see in the picture on the box.
24. When the blind lead the blind … get out of the way.
And the WINNER and last one!
25. Better late than ......pregnant
Friday, 10 March 2006
I understand and to some degree I envy people who tell me that they have no time for television viewing. By rights, we shouldn't. In the summer time I have a lot less time for watching the telly but in the winter... well... I love the telly. I do. It's got some really worthwhile viewing. After having mentioned many times about what a snob I am, it's only fair that I really go through the roster and genre of television viewing and really break it down.
Clearly I am a snob. That's OK, it doesn't bother me. I feel that some things people should be snobs about. I don't see the value in slapstick humour (I don't see the humour in it, either) or stupid TV. And yet, the air waves are loaded with just the worst shows! I consider, for example, almost all half-hour sitcoms to be a complete waste. There are exceptions... well. There is currently one exception - "Everybody Hates Chris". Yes, that is it for sitcoms for me. These days there is so little value to most sitcoms. First, there is the time factor. This is not Europe, where adverts are somewhat limited to allow for maximum viewing time. Most sitcoms are about 22 minutes long! That is one-quarter of your viewing time - poof, gone! Just like that. Then there is the material. It tends to be the lowest common denominator... i.e. the lowest brow, least intelligent material that any idiot can sit through and grasp. Two strikes. And they tend toward the crass. These shows are base, banal and just not worth wasting my time.
I used to watch a couple of sitcoms. "Two and a Half Men" did seem rather funny when it first came out but that ship sailed - not too long into its second season. The humour became less funny and more cruel and I never find practical jokes or cruelty funny. And then there was "Scrubs" - again, a great show at the outset. But they are no longer funny in a real-life intelligent way but just slapstick and stupidity.
I love to learn. This is a fact. I am not happy to not be learning something and discovering more details and new things. I love that. So sitcoms rarely hold any value as there is nothing to be learned from them any longer. On the other hand, one-hour shows, the dramas and such, now there is some valuable telly! I love all three CSI shows. Miami is a little weak but if they dumped David Caruso's character, they could really get up to a better level. CSI New York is quite good - excellent cast (they got rid of the one weak link and replaced her with a much better character) and a little more lighting. But my huge favourite will always be the original CSI. This cast is amazing - the coroners, the lab staff (especially Greg Saunders, who made it into the field) and all of the field staff. William Peterson does an excellent job playing the penultimate scientist who has an intensely private life and shares it with no one. He should have put the moves on Lady Heather - there is one character who would not try to change him or take over his life in that way that rightfully scares most men!
So all of those shows are great.
Boston Legal - I will admit that this was not a show I watched. I get sucked into it, though, and thoroughly enjoy it now! I usually dislike James Spader intensely, but in this role, he is despicable and likeable at the same time. Denny Crane, played extremely well by William Shatner (who knew he could act?!), is the most mercurial, nutty people on this show! It is really something else.
I love Bones. I must admit that I was afraid it was canned after February, but it is back and stronger than ever! Talk about amazing forensics!
I don't actually watch every single forensics or crime-busting telly show out there, although I do come close. I also watch Close to Home, Cold Case and the half-hour show COPS. I do NOT watch the World's Most Exciting Chase or any of those with little learning value. I don't watch NCIS, and I used but no longer watch Without a Trace... I don't know why, but it does not "suck" me in the way the CSIs do.
Outside of criminalist and forensic shows I do watch a lot of other things. Gilmore Girls is a favourite, although it is becoming a show that is less and less watchable to me. Unfortunately, it is suffering from the "how many pitfalls can our heroines survive" syndrome, a common disease of long-time shows. (Friends was once watchable until it came down with the sitcom version of that illness known as "we've run out of normal situational comedy so we will stoop to banal stupidity and base humour and cruelty".) While Luis still watches Scrubs, this is why I have moved on from it. I can't wade through the massive amounts of viewable garbage to get to the good part, which is at the end, and still makes that particular show worth while.
Just not for me...
Other shows... I am embarrassed to admit that I made it through most of the first season of Beauty and the Geek and a couple of the ones from this season. I am also embarrassed to admit to watching The Apprentice (clearly not the Martha Stewart one!). While never a fan of Trump, the show is rather interesting based on my profession and one thing that I delight in doing: people-watching. People fascinate me. And seeing all these "prefessionals" vying for the opportunity to work with Donald Trump... well. If you want to see the ugliest side of business come out, this is it. Quite frankly I would not hire the lot of them once all that back-stabbing ruthlessness came out. Especially this season with the emotionally unbalanced and socially inept Brent on the scene. He is extremely unsuited for office work.
Hmmmm. I have watched some Grey's Anatomy. It seems like a good show (it is certainly popular) but I'm not totally swayed to it yet. I suspect I will warm to it.
West Wing I have been watching since its inception and it is still wonderful but this May will be its last. That is sad. Quite frankly, I could not wish for a better more likeable and politically savvy guy than President Bartlet and would happily vote for him!
Shows you how politically savvy I am!
I taped and weeded through most of the Olympics. I even managed to stretch the lower-capacity ReplayTV to its limit with that one. I have about 20 hours left of Olympics. Other than that, we do not have any sporting events on our televisions at any time. Neither of us have any liking for televised (or live) sports.
One show that is brilliantly done and extremely enjoyable is Globe Trekker! This airs on Saturday early evening and is about 45 minutes long with (drum roll, please!) NO COMMERCIALS! I love no commercials! This is a PBS show that showcases some location of the world and a traveler goes there and walks you through it - the money, the food, the living conditions, the culture, the people, the music, everything. They give tips on what to miss and what not to miss in these places. They tell you what to be prepared for in each locale. It is a wonderfully educational show.
I did watch every "Weird US" episode, but it appears that they will not be back. That is sad. I still buy Weird NJ, and have been buying the various other Weird states that are out. I have Weird Pennsylvania and Weird New England and Weird US.
So let's see my weekly roster:
- COPS (x2)
- Cold Case
- CSI (rerun)
- COPS (x2)
- CSI: Miami
- Boston Legal
- Criminal Minds
- CSI: New York
- CSI: Crime Scene Investigation
- Close to Home
- CSI (rerun)
That is the whole roster for me. We both used to watch "Ghost Whisperer" but found the lead actress to be too... annoying. Too "la la-la la la"... if that makes any sense. Yuck. So by general consesus we stopped watching it.
That's actually not too bad, really. Now, Luis is a totally different thing. He watches almost all the same stuff I do, but a whole bunch more. Shows that are so dumb it is beyond embarrassing that anyone would watch them. I only know the titles as they show up on the ReplayTV:
- What I like About You
- Still Standing
- The King of Queens
- How I Met Your Mother
- Will & Grace
- Nip/Tuck (disgusting)
- My Name Is Earl
- Yes, Dear
- The Office (also odious beyond imagining)
- Courting Alex
- Howard Stern (he's off now, thank the gods!)
- Love, Inc.
- Out of Practice
He does watch a lot of science fiction, which is at least intellectually stimulating. I may not watch it with him, but I'm not unhappy that he does watch it. The above list is all the most dismal viewing in existing. Nip/Tuck stands out - it's a one-hour drama - but it is disgusting and the lead character is despicable. Not something I want to watch! But he watches The 4400, Lost, Surface, Battlestar Galactica, John Doe, Farscape (when its on), Stargate SG-1, Stargate Atlantis, Supernatural, Smallville (I used to watch that ages ago but again suffered from the "how many pitfalls can our hero survive" syndrome - i.e. the show is way too dark).
And that concludes my television viewing critiria!
Monday, 6 March 2006
However, I do NOT at all remember "More Thinking About Gender - From 19 Feb" (posted this past Sunday). Not even a little. I'm very happy with it. I seem to have been writing exceptionally well that night. But it was written after I took my Ambien and I recall absolutely NOTHING of writing it. Nothing. I am thinking that it is time to set up an appointment with my doctor and start the weening process, because I would like my brain back, thank you very much!
More distressing, when I read it I realised that I have no idea who made the comment about my original gender musings... How sad it that? I clearly knew who the perpetrator was when I wrote the posting! I am scaring myself. A lot!
When I was 9 I had the biggest crush on John Scneider (Bo Duke) - rather embarrassing but he was really amazing. All that height and curly blonde hair (you'll notice that there are no blondes on the list - very few blondes attract me. Go figure. I don't know why that is.
But as a whole, I love men. Wonderful, sexy men.
(c. March 21st)
Herbs and Flowers: Daffodil, Jonquils, Woodruff, Violet, Gorse, Olive, Peony, Iris, Narcissus and all spring flowers.
Incense: Jasmine, Rose, Strawberry, Floral of any type.
Sacred Gemstone: Jasper
Special Activities: Planting seeds or starting a Magickal Herb Garden.
Sunday, 5 March 2006
This prompted a lot of the rambling down memory lane, which is never a truly enjoyable experience. Most of my younger middle school and up days do not make me feel nostalgic in some strange gooey way. I feel nostalgia is a word with a much deeper meaning, such as dragging your adult mind/body down a trail you've been on -- and hope never to see again. I still don't want to be "Smellogg" and "Ass-in-a-sling" or "Fugly" or any of the other "warm & fuzzy" nicknames that kids visit on each other. The Anonymous commenter (who clearly may have thought he was anonymous but is completely not) said this, "You seem to have left out of your blog that you BEGGED to be psychoanalyzed.... blah, blah, blah... then you wrote a three page blurb on why I was wrong?....interesting!"
He was not totally off the mark. I don't consider my issues to ones of abandonment. At the time that Harry Trebilcox was extricating himself from my mother's and grandmother's attempts to keep us a family, he ran, and who could blame him? He was being pushed and pulled to do something he did not wish to - spend time with me (this is my take on it, and may not be accurate from Harry's point of view. But I may never know...). But abandonment is not exactly the right word. When I was five or six we went on nature walks and on those we did well. Did I feel any affection for him? No, not by then. He had stopped drinking at that point and had what they called a dry drunk personality.
Nothing has changed. Who is my father? I should say that it is quite evident that genetics do not a father make.
The would-be Freud also seems to think that my "flexible morality" is an issue and one needed some a. psychoanalysis and 2. something of a flaw that I may wish to fix.
My only downfall with men is that I love men. I love everything about men, the way they walk, talk, try to look nonchalant about everything, the list is endless. The muscular strength of their arms, the well-formed necks and my favourite places: strong chin, preferably with a small cleft in it, but definitely with a good squared off look to it. Nose should be some what aquiline but nothing too bulbous or round. A bridge is required. No unibrows! Yikes. Goatee is always a plus. Eyes should have a friendly open look to them. I love almond-y shaped eyes. Eye colour is very important - blue, green, grey, hazel, olive green are all acceptable colours.
I suspect that my erstwhile psychoanalyst is feeling that I am troubled by my flexible morality and that as a result I hold back from fully loving my husband. Not so. In the first place I love Luis completely and totally. My mind, my heart, all that I am, I am with him. I love him more fully and without reserve than most do. He satisfies the need for protector, lover, housemate, friend, child, warmth on the cold winter months, and coolness on the hottest days of the years. Our sex life is magical. (Especially now with his increased sex drive that a mere 40lb weight loss has returned!) He is catching up to my insufferable insatiable appetite!
I suppose it is hard to explain why I have my flexible morality when it comes to having excellent sex with my husband. I don't view my morality in this area as something deviant and abnormal. I rather view it as normal. Normal people should look beyond the confines of man-made marriage and see what happens. I am not complaining about sex with Luis. I just want to sample a few other men along the road of life! I'm going to encounter more anonymous' like this one.
I don't know that I have effectively broken done the whole "flexible" morality thing. There is it. Anonymous, you know I have high expectations of this and that you will have more questions are queries about this. Keep analysing! I'm quite enjoying it and I'm working some really old baggage out.