Posts tagged ‘time’

September 15, 2012

Just babbeling

How do you perceive the world, and for that matter time in its relation to the previous perception.

I remember being a kid. Everything in life was a tragedy. There were no answers to the questions as the questions had no foundation in logic or general perception. As a child, to include teenagers, we perceive the world in such a strange matter. We didn’t think in absolutes. There were no consequences to our actions if we didn’t get caught. Its was survival of the fittest and only the mentally strong survived.

At just 16 years of age 2 of my friends had committed suicide. I’m not sorry they are gone. I don’t feel bad for them. They made a choice. What I do think about from time to time is how they perceived the world. Both kids came from decent homes with stable parents of the middle class, my perception. So, one could ask what went wrong, speculate. For me I have no idea as I suppose no one else does. Maybe it can be suggested that their very souls were troubled. That their minds perceived a different world than the rest of us lived in. It is had to say what is normal when there is no biases for normality. We all must die at some point no matter how the life is taken. This particular incident is the driving force for many thoughts. Why people do what they do. Why people think or act a certain way. How we perceive the world around us.

One of my perceptions that has come from this.

I was sitting the other day thinking about the fact that I was doing nothing and that nothing in and of itself is quite actually something. For what reason was I doing nothing. Was I just being lazy. Was I bored which by the way is a ridiculous thought in and of its self because we can always conjure up something to do. Boredom is just an excuse to justify why your doing nothing. A reason to complain that the world in not catering to you at the moment. So, there I was sitting, just sitting.

If I sit and do nothing; that’s my choice. If i sit doing nothing and wish i had done something; that’s my choice. So maybe sitting doing nothing us exactly what I want to do. If indeed it is exactly what I want to do then there can be no complaint. On the other hand, if it is not what I want to do then I should change what I am doing so that it is. Will doing nothing result in regret of time wasted. I refuse to have regret, so it can not. I must accept my actions as being a direct result of how I perceive  the world around me.
I need to work on the clarity of this one. Be back Later.

 

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September 9, 2012

Drive

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We do it everyday and many times we do it alone. For me driving is one of those moments that sets my mind free. I have the freedom to listen to music, think, and express my thoughts out loud with no interruption except for the occasional ringing of the phone. My car has Bluetooth by the way.

Often times I think that I should have a recorder, for no other reason than I have the perfect words to say. The only problem is that as soon as I turn one on I have no words to say at all. The words don’t flow or they become so jumbled it’s ridicules.

This is a dilemma that over the years I have yet to solve. The same thing happens with my guitar. As soon as I start recording the notes, strings, strum go flat and nothing. So I put together a list of things that I feel are the problem.

I never want anyone I know to read my blog.
I’m afraid I sound stupid.
I don’t want to be caught listening to myself talk on a recording because as you know everyone knows exactly what I am doing.

Now I know and you know that this is silly, but one simple fact remains. You don’t know me and I don’t know you. That’s why we are here. If you don’t like one of my blog posts, well you just don’t come back. Likewise, the same happens if I don’t like one of yours. There is no judgement just freedom. People in general want to be heard, but we don’t want to face failure among out peers. What better place then a blog to secretly express all that is you.

I may never get all my words in writing, but I suspect neither will you. Quite possibly some of those thoughts that I scream about in my own silence are best left there. It is possible that not writing them leads to a more precise execution of my thoughts. In facing my own dilemma I must come to some resolve.

Write because you like to.
Share your thoughts no matter how dumb you think they are.
Rant and rave about the things that make you angry.
Tell us all you love, cherish, and admire.
Write in all caps when you need to scream out loud about anything.
Most of all express yourself in any way you like.

No matter whether we like it or not we will cheer you on because your here. Believe.

September 4, 2012

It’s always a sunny day when it rains.

20120904-204935.jpgLife is a strange thing. It’s full of twist and turns hiding adventure around every curve. You just never know where the landslide is going to be.

Lately it seems that every time I turn a corner life has offered me another landslide. It’s a little rock here, a big boulder there, and a massive dump of mountain straight ahead.

If there is one lesson in life I have learned it would be most problems, issues, and concerns resolve themselves with time and patience, although they are in constant conflict. Time is the one thing that human patience just can’t stand. Patience is the act of waiting, but how long does patience have to wait for time.

Patience – the capacity to accept or tolerate with getting angry
Time – the indefinite continued progress of existence.

Just give it time. Please be patient. One is not of the other. Time goes on forever, however human patience does not. At some point patience like all things, except time, must end. At some point patience runs short. During most of life’s challenges patience is enough to suffice the boulders in our path, but when it’s not let the sun always shine on a rainy day you’ve got time.

In the last week my daughter has been sent to the principles office, my son has had a crash on his motocross bike, my grandmother is dying. The school math program is unsatisfactory. My son is putting little effort into his home work. My nectarine tree is dying from the heat. The puppy is chewing everything to shreds, and there are no cookies in the house. Yes, it’s still over 100 degrees on the west coast and I don’t have ac.

Total chaos. We all have it at one point or another. I think the trick is to find happiness in it. Find a challenge in tragedy. Passion in stress. Be an advocate where there is conflict. Seek creativity, and imagination. Nothing in this life in concrete. Time has made sure of that and if we are patient time will change everything.

It’s always a sunny day when it rains.

September 4, 2012

How long does it last

Tonight I’m just wondering how long I will last with the writing. I would love if it lasted forever, but…….. it never seems to. (sigh) At some point the words always leave me. I would love to say its like a bad relationship that you just never want to end, but it’s not. No matter how hard I try the words just fade leaving black, black darkness.

Words or thoughts are very much like a part of our soul. Gripping our hearts. Filling our minds. Words are what makes us unique. Just imagine a person and the words that circle them like a tornado. What words would you see? Now imagine those words are gone and all that is left is a hallow body. That’s how I feel when I can’t find my words.

Write about anything. I could write about the old coffee pot, the torn rug, the family pictures on the wall but it just words describing nothing of relevant value to me. It makes no sense in my mind. Means nothing.

The world is expressed by raw emotion: happiness, sadness, despair, laughter, honesty, lies. It where my mind focuses. It’s who we are when you strip us of monetary possession. Who we are without all that we have? One would think we might be equals. We are not. Our minds separate us. Our thoughts make us different. Today I am happy while you are sad, different.

Who we are is a great factor in what we write. In fact writing is a factor in who we are as some people prefer not to write at all. Those who do not write leave no mark other than their actions which fade in time. Those who write leave behind a legacy of words to be understood and interpreted by all who cross there path.

No matter how I try the words always leave me. I want to say this time it will be different but it may not be. I want to say that I will try harder, but I won’t, because as humans we don’t. We accept many things about ourselves with no desire to change.

When I write I feel a sadness like no other, though I am happy with unlimited contentment. When I write I feel passion soaring from my soul. Then I crash, and nothing. There is nothing left.

September 2, 2012

Goggle It

There are 2.5 billion google searches a day. Well that’s what google said. I am sure a few of those are mine, your and theirs. That how we become a number.

For one minute let’s just pretend that there was no Internet. It wasn’t long ago that this was the case. You may not be old enough to remember that, but I grew up without Google, and I’m not that old. Google was invented in 1998. Wow, that wasn’t long ago. 1998 was one year before my oldest child was born. Which brings me to the point.

Google it.

Ask a question. Google has the response. Goggle in and of itself has become a household word. You can even ask if Google is god.

Often times my kids will ask some off the wall question I would only know if I was smarter than a fifth grader. I’m not. In fact I have come to the conclusion I don’t really need to be. What is the molecular structure of a plant cell? It depends on the plant, Goggle it. What is the difference between DNA and genetics? Hair color and disease, Goggle it. What would happen if a meteor crashed into my school? You would be dead, Goggle it. How far is it to Texas? Which part of Texas, Goggle it. You get the idea. It’s just random questions.

Today I got another question entirely. Mom if I Goggle everything I want to know then we would never have a conversation. What would life be like if we never spoke again? I instinctively said as I was paying attention to whatever meaningless thing I was doing, Goggle it. With that she walked out of the room.

What would happen? There is so much information on the Internet today I can homeschool my children without the help of educational books supplied to kids prior to 1998. Khan and other websites provide all the math skills anyone could hope for. Science, Social Studies, English, and all the electives you could ever desire are there. Even social media provides interaction on a certain level.

But what if we never spoke again. We could get around this by texting, and of course the social media I mentioned before. The world would be a uniquely quiet place. Click, click, buzz, buzz, ding, ding.

All I’m saying is think about it for a minute and then, Goggle it.

June 6, 2011

Ipad

To buy or not to but iPad

First let me say I love my iPad. I have the original one 16gig no wifi. I bought it the day after the iPad 2 came out. I had been on the fence for months, in fact since the day they came out, about buying one. When the price dropped a hundred the enticement was to great. I did it. In fact I bought two and when the time comes I will buy two more and give the current ones to my kids. One for my husband and one for me.

My husbands apps:

News
Flipboard – free
Abc news – free
Fox news.- free
USA today – free
Newsy – free
Pulse – free

Games
Angry birds HD – 2.99
Miscellaneous free one.

Music
Pandora – free
Soundhound – free

Lifestyle
FML – free
Epic Fail – free

My apps
Pages – 9.99
Numbers – 9.99
Instapaper – 4.99
Penultimate – 1.99
Abc Tv – free
Various kids educational programs – up to 4.99

For most apps there is a free or lite version and a pay version. To reduce the cost you can get the IPhone or ITouch version which will expand 2x for the IPad. The resolution in a bit hazy though, but it might save you a buck or two.

Pages and Numbers sync easily with your desktop which makes transferring docs a breeze. Instapaper saves articles from the Internet which makes taking them on the road where there is no wifi simple. This in one of my favorite app. Im am an article reader and this has made my life perfect. I also recommend Goodreader. If I understand correctly you can make notes within pdf’s.
There is nothing I don’t do on an iPad. Write, watch, learn, bills, read, the keyboard is perfect for my hands. It’s easy to take in the kitchen when I’m cooking, or out to the garden when I need advice from a pro about bugs, vegetables etc.

Did I need it. Probably not. I defiantly wanted it. I can now sit on the porch, in the garden, on my bed, at my treadmill, at Starbucks with free wifi, go anyplace or be anywhere. It’s been a freedom maker. I don’t have to sit chained to my desk anymore. I use less paper and save more time. My iPad is worth it weight in gold, and if you’ve read my other posts you know love Apple.

Just for the record I have used Droid products. I don’t like them because in my opinion their a hackers mess. The apps are not as clean. The operating system glitchy and the customer service crappy. That’s justly opinion though.

May 30, 2011

Memorial Day

I never really think to much about this. As it turns out it’s just another day off, although today I chose to come into work. It’s the first time I have worked this particular holiday in eight years.

As always I sat on my front porch drinking coffee with my husband, reading emails, playing words with friends, checking groupon. The usual stuff. Not thinking anything about the day. It just a day. Then…….my iPad started beeping with all the site subscriptions I have. Everyone was writing about Memorial day in one way or another.

The lives that have been lost; the lives that have been forgotten. The injured. The found. Every life has a value to someone. Every person has been loved. Everyone gone remembered in some way by someone.

I work with Marines. I have lost friends, and acquaintances to war. I remember them often. The smile on their faces. The sound of their voice. The kindness in their hearts. The things they loved to do with their free time: skydiving, sailing, rock climbing, biking, etc. They are all amazing men.

At work guys don’t speak of the war much. I never really ask. Their home. There with family and the war is in the past, although I hear my share of stories.  Most are amazing and totally different than what you hear in mass media. It makes you wonder, so I no longer watch stories about the war.  The Marines are proud and I am proud of them.

I have meet boys who are now men that have lost their sight, their arms, their legs, the normal mental state. I used to feel sorry for them. I don’t anymore. They are proud of their misfortune. Proud of the job they have done. Willing to do it again without regret.

I don’t think about all I am grateful for everyday. I should. We have many freedoms that others don’t.  I should be more grateful. It’s a shame we need a day to celebrate the one who sacrificed. Those who have lost their lives for our benefit. Those who have sacrificed their lives for the ones they love. The country they love. It’s a shame that as a people we forget. We get so involved with the day to day we simply don’t have the time to remember. At the very least we have today.

In loving memory of my friend.

May 28, 2011

Words with friends

Every now and again I get a Words with Friends bug. I just can’t seem to stop myself from wasting my time making simple words. I’m never really into the score, but who doesn’t like winning.

Now, I have been known on occasion to use a descrambler. There are times when I get stuck, or just don’t see the words before me. I usually prefer to go with a simple two letter word, and just man up to the embarrassment. It’s easier.

It doesn’t take an educated person to know that some words just are not used in the English language. At the very least there not common to most people’s vocabulary.

Paca – a large burrowing rodent in South America
Boskage – a mass of trees, or shrubs, wood,grove, or thicket Boscage
Bummalo – a small Asian fish
Crumbum – a despicable man
Epimysia. – muscle sheaths

I haven’t the foggiest idea about these words. Never heard them. Of course, it’s not to say that a person educated in Asian fishery wouldn’t know or use the word Bummalo, but words like this are not common. I think it highly unlikely, also, that people even bother to look up the strange words they are spelling.

Vowels make up everything. I learned this in first grade. Phonics are the key. If you can sound it out you can spell it out. Although it may not be a word, it’s defiantly worth the effort: ie, ea, aa, r, s, t, g, between vowels, ed at the end. It all about the sound. Simple vowel sounds is how we communicate. They are how we translate thoughts into words.

Scrabble is mind challenging, strategy orientated. It makes me think. Warms up the brain and for me is much funner than suduko. So the next time you play Words with Friends try using your mind unsteady of the descrambler. You never know what crazy word you will come up with. Not to mention blocking them from using triple.

Picul – a unit of weight used in some parts of Asia
Trinal – having three parts; threefold
Nutria – the light brown fur of the coypu. I’ll let you look that up.

May 28, 2011

Customer service

Do you remember about five or six years ago maybe just a bit longer? You could walk into any store and nobody would acknowledge you. It was hard to find help, because all the clerks were busy doing their own thing. I remember walking into Lowes one day. I couldn’t find one person to help me, nope not one. I left. I was irritated that no one seemed to acknowledge that was there to spend my money for their services. A lack of customer service then, for me, was the norm.

I remember the day that changed. I was in Vons. The produce department is the first department you enter, and since I go early their is always a guy stocking the shelves.

“Good Morning, is there anything I can help you find.” he says with a smile.
“No, I’m good thank you.” I return.

I was put off at this at first. I didn’t know what to think. I was in customer service shock. Now I have come to expect it. Demand it actually.

Recently, I was in Target. My daughter and I were wondering around looking for an item and as we stood in the middle if the isle looking lost and confused not one but five employees walked by us with no acknowledgement. No good morning, no hello’s, no can we help you find something. Nothing. We left and bought our item at another store, simple.

Customer service gurus.

From a consumers perspective, and a moms I believe Apple and Starbucks are the most successful because of customer service. I say this a lot.

Have a greeter at the door that can welcome you and direct you to your needed item.
Have staff on the floor to answer questions.
Keep your store well lit, and stocked.
Smile, be friendly.

This just seems like common sense, yes. It should be. Some statistics show that we pay more for better customer service. I believe having more staff on the floor is worth it.

One of my clients recently bought a used Apple Mac book and a new IPad. The Mac book had some code problems so he took it down to the Apple store. They fixed it for no charge. He describe how friendly and knowledgeable they were. How they spent time and attention on his issues. He was impressed and excited. This is the type of experience that will make or break a company. Because of his experience he will no doubt tell everyone he knows.

Customer service is indeed the leading key to success.

May 28, 2011

Really

I never noticed this until I heard it from some redneck southern comedian….no insult intended.

“My car got broken in last night and they stole everything.”
“Really”
“Nope, I just made that up.”

“We are sold out.”
“Really”
“Nope, I just don’t want to sell it to you.”

“I failed my drivers test.”
“Really”
“Nope, I just want youth chauffeur me around.”

Your getting it……right. Up until the day I heard the comedian. I didn’t realize how funny really was used in this context.

This is really hot!
She is really pretty!
You are really silly when you use really out of context.

In the right context the word is very useful description. It emphasizes greatness, largeness. But thats no fun if you ask me. So a big thanks goes out to our really redneck comedians for really rocking my vocabulary. Now if I could just find one to help me with sentence structure.