Saturday, September 29, 2007

>>>The Journey: True Magic

Here is a really beautiful post by Tink on her blog, The Journey:

"True Magic

I watch the black belts practice judo throws and see the strength and power that comes from technique rather than tremendous strength.

I watch Gyps with a horse and see her listen and understand as it speaks to her.

I watch my children grow, I see them becoming more unique and independent and I long for the magic, the technique, the whisper that will allow me understand them. To hear their thoughts by looking into their eyes, to feel their pain and joy with a simple touch.

A soft voice speaks to me, it says if you want to hear, take the time to really listen, if you want to feel, take the time to hug, to hold and to just be with them.

A deep sigh is followed by a prayer of thanks."

That is so beautiful and meaningful.
Tink is an amazing and talented person and her blog is a treasure.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

What Shelf?

Busy, busy, like a bee! I haven't touched my computer (other than all day at work) in 5 days.

Last night I went to aerobics at church for the first time and we did pilates. It was a blast! Everyone is so nice. (Plus, you've gotta love free.)

I saw these in a magazine: Invisible bookshelves. But I'm wondering which would look better, horizontal or vertical? Or maybe both?

Mashup I am not going to make: "Do You Believe in Magic" and "Don't Stop"

Friday, September 21, 2007

Oops Time

Here's a quote from an article about mistakes (

"Not every change is an improvement, but every improvement is necessarily a change. If we only admit small local errors, we will only make small local changes. The motivation for a big change comes from acknowledging a big mistake."


Mashup I am not going to make: "Golden Years" and "All I Really Want"


Funniest thing I saw "today": The other day I was running early for work and decided to take surface streets instead of the highway. At the railroad crossing the gates were down and I saw it was only a single engine coming, no railroad cars. (Yay, this will be nothing!) It stopped right in the middle of the road. 10 seconds, 20 seconds, 30, 40. Everyone in the other cars seemed to be getting steamed, trying to figure out if we needed to detour. One car did. Then it backed up and the gates went up so it was practically nothing, but isn't that how it goes when you're waiting?

Friday, September 14, 2007

Out of the Jam, Onto the Tire

I'm lucky enough to live in a city that has everything, but it's not too smooshed. We have highways that cut through North/South and East/West and a loop so we're all set. (You can literally get anywhere in 20 min. or less.)

But because of the rarity of traffic jams they also seem to coincide with the times you realize you haven't bothered listening to "Traffic on the Tens" for quite some time now... You really must start again... Cycles, everything's in cycles. : )

So here's an article about how we, yes individuals in individual cars, can cure traffic jams and make the world a better place. Kind of.

If you would like more of the science behind it, check out "Waves" and the other pages. It's very cool.

Have a good day and drive nice!

Mashup I am not going to make: "Cross Town Traffic" and "I am Stuck on Band Aids Brand, Cause Band Aids Stuck on Me"

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Scales of Justice

Woke up with an actual obviosity this morning. Yay! On track occasionally.

I've been trying to watch what I eat to get in shape. Life happens. It ebbs and flows and it's high tide to do something about it.

So here we go: "You can't eat yourself buff."

Mashup I am not going to make: "Can't Help Falling In Love" and "Adios, au Revoir, Auf Wiedersehn"

Superpower of Marginal Utility: Scientific Notation

Monday, September 10, 2007


Life in overlapping parallel universes
not a gant chart, but the other one:
all of these are those and some of those are mine

Sing evanesence by myself like your own personal judy tenuta
(nothing to believe in -- reach out and touch faith)
When will the great schrodinger pry open this box
(nine times?)

You have the whitest teeth but the darkest eyes.
you can immerse me, but you can't submarine the yellow
eternal golden braid

A tug of war on both arms, both directions at once
turns out it was a circle, arms spread for a hug.
love you enough to save you

Wednesday, September 5, 2007


They're having a Warhol exhibition at the museum:

I didn't know much about Warhol except for the Marilyn's and the Soup Cans and the fifteen minutes of fame. I thought it was going to be somewhat silly. But the exhibits are very powerful: Flash, Electric Chairs, Cowboys and Indians. What did I know.

It's in town the rest of the week. See it if you can.

Mashup I am not going to make: "Walk on the Wild Side" and "Rocket Man"

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

3 Dollars

Found this article here: and I'll quote it below:

"From D. A. Carson's Basics for Believers: An Exposition of Philippians:
I would like to buy about three dollars worth of gospel, please.Not too much – just enough to make me happy, but not so much that I get addicted.I don’t want so much gospel that I learn to really hate covetousness and lust.I certainly don’t want so much that I start to love my enemies, cherish self-denial, and contemplate missionary service in some alien culture.I want ecstasy, not repentance;I want transcendence, not transformation.I would like to be cherished by some nice, forgiving, broad-minded people, but I myself don’t want to love those from different races – especially if they smell.I would like enough gospel to make my family secure and my children well behaved, but not so much that I find my ambitions redirected or my giving too greatly enlarged.I would like about three dollars worth of the gospel, please. (pp. 12-13)"

And I was touched and all... But, there are too many clues... This is not the chronicle of a man's own doubts. This is not the realization, "I've made a mistake, these are the wrong thoughts I was thinking." This is a parody. Who is it about? I don't know this writer, but is a person supposed to agree that they can go into a place with enough language to get the message across and have done a good job, but then when it comes to their neighbor, the neighbor doesn't stack up?