That was the sound of me being dropped right back into my body. *This* is worth watching, y’all.
“Do not let the Universe regret you …”
H/T to Jenny Ryan for this. It’s a keeper.
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Hi Kids! As I’m killing time counting down the minutes until my beloved is on AI showing the morons on there now (minus Crystal and Siobhan) how it’s done, I decided to create a post of some of the junk that I save while surfing the intarwebs at work. I’m the cut and paste Queen and I’ve got about 90 saved bits of stuff with only a whiff of an idea on what to do with them. What better use of all that than to post it right here with a snippet of commentary by yours truly.
Here we go:
You all know of my love for all things MetaFilter, right? I came across a post from a woman in her 40’s who was wondering what she could do to attract someone of the opposite sex. She didn’t think she was lovely or interesting and yet felt there had to be someone out in the ether who would love her. She asked for advice. The following response just made me laugh and I thought it was good advice. See what you think:
It’s absurd, but I never have so many men look at me and talk to me as when I am walking through a public place carrying a cake. I have a clear plastic cake carrying case with a handle and no matter where I go (airports, subway stations, busy streets) people smile and go out of their way to say hello.
Well, everyone loves cake; it’s the best, but it’s a good conversation starter and you can offer a piece to anyone who catches your eye. It’s like a portable first date. I’m not saying that you should take a cake with you wherever you go, but you don’t have to wait for a special occasion. But yes, self confidence is very important.
Also important: CAKE
You KNOW I think cake is important, right? And COOKies, too. Funny theory, I thought. Probably shouldn’t test it out, hmm?
Next up:
So, I found this online regarding sekrit boyfriend. In an interview he gave recently, he shared something regarding what it’s like to stand out as a contestant on American Idol.
Q: David, you’re someone who really made a name for himself by changing up a lot of the arrangements, yet this season has been getting a lot of criticism for trying — and failing — too hard to twist things up.
A: Sometimes I feel like too much emphasis is put on changing the arrangement or changing the vibe of the song. That’s not necessarily what you have to do, you just have to make the song your own, whatever that means. For me, what worked is I knew my voice, but it’s also about internalizing the song and putting it out there in a way that makes it believable coming out of your mouth. That’s the big difference between “Idol” and karaoke.
I would totally agree with him about making a connection with the song. No matter what he sang, whether it was Dolly Parton’s “Little Sparrow†or “Billie Jean†or “Music of the Night†you could tell that he was able to make a connection to the emotion in the song. That’s what missing (besides talent) in this season’s players. Hopefully, they will all learn how to make their own connections and do well. (If not, I’ll be there on Twitter, laughing at their ass with my Cookie buddies!)
Finally, this from where I have no idea. I think it was from a forum but I surf around so much, I couldn’t tell you if I tried. But it is a good explanation of something I plan to expand upon in the near future:
Thoughtless people sometimes say that our affirmations and meditations are foolish because we state what is not so. “To claim that my body is well or being healed when it is not, is only to tell a lie,” said one distinguished man some years ago.
This is to misunderstand the whole principle. We affirm the harmony that we seek in order to provide the subconscious with a blue print of the work to be done. When you decide to build a house, you purchase a vacant piece of ground and then your architect prepares drawings of a complete house. Actually, of course, there is no such house on the lot today, but you would not think of saying that the architect was drawing a lie. He is drawing what is to be, in order that it may be. So, we build in thought the conditions that will later come into manifestation on the physical plane.
That’s the whole point of affirmations and manifesting work. And yeah, there have been times I’ve felt foolish “stating what is not so†but I do it because I believe it calls that vibration to us. “As you think, so shall you be.â€
Indeed.
(I B a slug who loves coffee, cook(ies) and my cats!)
Wednesday Whatever
I’d like to say that I haven’t posted since Monday because I’ve been soooo busy. I’d like to say that but it’s not true. What *is* true is that I got a new laptop and had my hair done last night and HAD to spend two freaking hours watching American Idol just because. By then, I was plumb out of creativity. So this morning I had a thought! (amazing, innit?) During my copious free time in front of a screen at work, I would write my blog post, save it to Google Docs and then upload it tonight. So, here it is.
Behold: Wednesday Whatevers
American Idol
Despite my better instincts, I’ve once again been pulled into watching this hideous show. I’m in need of some “community” and nothing creates that better than hanging on the edge of insanity that is being an AI fan. Trust me. Been there, done that, apparently doing it again. I was reading a recap over on Television without Pity and this snippet by recapper Jacob (who had a serious love/hate thing with sekrit boyfriend back in the day and was the reason I got banned like four hundred times over there) just cracked me up:
“One time the sun rose. Another time, the judges deliberated. Then it was nighttime. The lights were off in the Kodak but the judges kept deliberating. They held pictures of people we don’t know or care about in their hands, while children held hands in rooms and hotties and freaks alike sat around and acted weird. There were people in Room One. Like Kara said something was “genius” one time, and Randy said some shit, and somebody else didn’t impress Simon.”
That’s pretty much what it was like for two hours. What was I thinking? No wonder I always skip Hollywood week. I popped into the forums over on TWOP and quickly remembered why I never much ventured out of the DC forum. Those people are MEAN! Seriously. Mean. That vibration is just a bit too low for me to wade in. Blargh. I’ll wait until I have a favorite and then see what transpires from there.
Roger Ebert
Have you guys had the opportunity to read the article on him in Esquire magazine? I’ve never been a big fan (I’m not at all a moviephile) but knew who he was, of course. And I only vaguely remembered that he had some serious cancer issues but wasn’t at all aware that he’s had most of his jaw removed as a result. He is on my Twitter feed and I have to say that I find him to be one of the best ones out there. He’s on enough to be present but never too much so that you’re like “shut up already”. (As an aside, remind me to tell you about Prince tweeting. It is hiliarious.) The article in Esquire was really eye-opening and reminds me how some people find the joy in living even when some of the most basic things (in his case speaking, eating and drinking) are no longer possible.
He blogs over on the suntimes website – check it out. He writes about all kinds of stuff.
This, from the interview, is quite perfectly lovely:
“I believe that if, at the end of it all, according to our abilities, we have done something to make others a little happier, and something to make ourselves a little happier, that is about the best we can do. To make others less happy is a crime. To make ourselves unhappy is where all crime starts. We must try to contribute joy to the world. That is true no matter what our problems, our health, our circumstances. We must try. I didn’t always know this, and am happy I lived long enough to find it out.”
Go read the Esquire article – it’s not overly long and gave me a great sense of appreciation of his life, his work and beyond that, gratitude for what I take for granted each day.
Prince on Twitter
Listen, I was digging on Prince before anyone knew who he was – wayyy before Purple Rain. So I feel I have a right to tee-hee about him tweeting. First off, he typed in all caps. And what he was saying sounded oddly stilted. Like the new kid in school came over to your circle of friends and just started shouting really loudly about nothing at all. I figured it had to be the real Prince because I suspect that his social interactions with others are just as stilted and awkward as those tweets. (It’s kind of cute, actually. Like watching your child learn something new.) While he’s not quite up to Roger Ebert twitter standards, I predict that it will be a good medium for him. After all, he was speaking like that a long time ago. (“I would die 4U” anyone?)
And finally, now that I am home again, here is craptastic news: the pool at the gym (you know, my happy place??) is busted. Good thing my friend Christine strong-armed me into getting on the treadmill. I was so distraught, I almost cried right there. (Not really but I could have!) It won’t be fixed for at least another week. However will I lure myself to the gym now? (sigh)
