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A deadline is negative inspiration. Still, it's better than no inspiration at all.

~Rita Mae Brown
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~Alfred Adler

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Sunday
Jan142007

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Vanessa's in Peru and I'm getting together a care package for her. Yesterday, whilst poking around in the Canada Post website, I came across the list of prohibited items - things I am not allowed to ship to her.

Sure, some of it I can kind of understand (contraceptives to an 81% Roman Catholic country) but the following really stumped me...

-calendars
-interior ornaments (here's a little knick-knack for your house, oh, NOT)
-linen, household
-soap, cosmetics
-pictoral novels and short stories featuring violence
-playing cards
-sound recordings
-stationary
-used clothing and shoes
-wooden utensils
I'm sure they have their reasons (ie: all paper products are imported) but as far as I'm concerned (I can't send a new journal?), they are probably all STUPID.


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Aprosexic
Blue Witch
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Changing Places
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Pewari's Prattle
Purple Pen
Quixotic Evil
Santiago Dreaming
Tabula Rasa
Tiger Feet
Who Knows Where Thoughts Come From?
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Friday
Jan122007

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This may be an unfamiliar term to those of you who're 'international' to me (at least I hope to god it is). Although I'm sure there are parallels in every country, this particular term was coined on the west coast of North America. I say North America instead of Canada because, although the word itself is Canadian, we do have spillover down into Washington state in the US.

"Cougar"

Known as mountain lions, pumas or catamounts in other places, cougars are specific to North and South America and are, in my opinion, one of the most beautiful and powerful creatures on Earth. To see one in the wild is rare and, all at once, breathtaking, awe-inspiring and deeply humbling. It is an experience to be cherished.

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In recent years, "cougar" has come to personify... well, let me give you the top three definitions from urban dictionary..

1. An older woman trying way too hard to look young. Usually heavy makeup and way too tan, sometimes orange. Generally has leathery, smoking damaged skin, short skirt, and may have obvious breast implants.
See: any big city bar scene.

2. Any older woman who frequents clubs in order to score with a usually much younger man. The cougar can be anyone from an overly surgically altered wind tunnel victim, an absolute sad and bloated old horn-meister, to a real hottie, or milf. Cougars are gaining in popularity ( particular the true hotties ), as young men not only a fucking incredible sexual high, but many times a chick with her shit together.

"That cougar I met last night, showed me shit I didn't know existed, I'm goin back for more."

3. Has-been party girl/s who are now angry they are not married and prey on younger men; common traits include leathery skin from frequent tanning sessions, smoking, anti-depressant use, and a large collection of "massagers."
Cougar is one of the four "C" words you are to NEVER UTTER IN MY PRESENCE.

I hate that something so beautiful has been made into something so ugly in our language and our 'modern' times.

The term originally was coined to mean "a divorced woman (usually with kids) who has a stable career, is financially independant and likes to date younger men" but over the years it's been degraded into the utter vomit such as I've noted above.

What's the part I don't get about this?

I was once called a cougar in a bar by a (n ugly) young man who was utterly shocked that I didn't immediately fall at his feet...

And although I don't understand why a word he was using that comes with such impled contempt was something he thought I'd appreciate...

I am honestly baffled by the number of women I've spoken to wo believe it to be a COMPLIMENT.

What is wrong with this world? What is wrong with you women?


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Kitchen Witch
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London Daily Photo
Pewari's Prattle
Purple Pen
Quixotic Evil
Santiago Dreaming
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Who Knows Where Thoughts Come From?
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Thursday
Jan112007

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Sarah Jessica Parker.

And her hands.

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It's never actually hugely bothered me until I watched Failure to Launch last week. I could SORT OF get around the pairing of La Parker and Matthew McConaughotty, but by the end of the movie, I was vaguely grossed out.

She needs to put some serious thought into this issue. These days they can transplant eyes, all your organs, pieces of your bones (we had a lady at the hospital today who was donating the chunk of her leg bone they'd cut off - I shit you not), even faces (and even if you're an idiot) A minute of internet searching gave me the latest info on penis transplants, for god's sake.

I even found the history of the hand transplantation.
On January 14, 2004, the team of Professor Jean-Michel Dubernard (Edouard-Herriot Hospital, France) declared a five-year old double hand transplant a success. The lessons learned in this case, and in the 26 other hand tranplants (6 double) which occurred between 2000 and 2005, might open the way for more common transplant operations of such organs as the face or larynx.
The disparity between the endless workouts, the presumed 'golden blush' of health that money provides and *shudder* those 95 year-old hands - it just boggles the mind.

Well, my mind, anyway.

Maybe her and Angelina can get together - do a double hand transplant documentary and donate the proceeds to vein research.


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Who Knows Where Thoughts Come From?

Tuesday
Jan092007

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I originally started out with one topic in mind for this but as of now I have three so I best get on with it!

On my way home from work today I stopped in at my handy dollar store to see what was in stock for incense. I'm a big fan, you see, and my supply is running a bit low. The dollar store is good for value, variety and well, just to see what those crazy kids in India are up to with their hand rolling these days.

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Now, I do have to admit I'm not quite sure what the sun and moon smell like. I could go out on a limb here and say that they're supposed to smell like someone's IDEA of what they'd smell like or as some sort of inspirational thing but hey? what do I know, because if you go with that thought then what's to say orange isn't someone's IDEA of what orange smells like cause the 'mixmaster' has never smelt an orange? Get where I'm going here?

The moon is (apparantly) 'captivating, sublime & magical', the sun is 'inspiration, warm & floral'. Orange? 'Fresh, tangy & juicy'. Eucalyptus? 'Incisive, herbal & profuse'.

I know that I've been a smoker for 25 years and 'they' tell me that smoking dulls your taste and smell buds but tell me, are non-smokers getting that much out of incense? Am I missing an integral part of life here and I'm completely oblivious to it?

I have to confess that the ones above aren't the reason I'm writing this post at all. This one is...

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Cannabis! Tranquil, elusive and resinous! You bet!

Here's my problem. If you wanted to smell pot, why wouldn't you smoke a joint?

In an aside, to add a little wrinkle, they're selling it in a province where possession isn't illegal, you regularly pass people on the street puffing on a doobie, you can have primo seeds shipped to your house, and we have our own political party - the Marijuana Party.

If you miss the smell of pot SO MUCH say, when you're 16 and living with your parents then sure, it's a viable idea - EXCEPT, to your parents it's going to smell like pot smoke is seeping out of your room. If you're older and lighting up that cannabis incense in your apartment - same thing! Except it's the landlord who thinks you're smoking pot. And they can kick you out.

It's so Catch-22, '6 of one - half a dozen of the other' that I can't wrap my mind around it.


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Blue Witch
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Changing Places
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La Que Sabe
Purple Pen
Quixotic Evil
Santiago Dreaming
Who Knows Where Thoughts Come From?


Sunday
Dec312006

The End of Another Year

Is it a shock that I'm happy? I wondered that after I wrote that line. Partly because the realization of it the last few days shocked me a teeny little bit.

I mean, SURE, there are things that are going on and have gone on this year that suck the cosmic great big one but I've done a lot this year to move towards the goals and the plans I had set out for myself. I think that understanding is what makes the core of me a happy person, no matter what kind of day the outside Jen is having.

There are some obvious ones, of course - and let's change to point form on these babies so we can look at both the positive and negative....

+I survived another year - which with me, seriously, is something that cannot be factored in with any certainty
-Flip side? Despite my seemingly best efforts to NOT. Serious car accident. Arrest. Basic training. A few months of self-destructive behaviour.

-I seem to have survived said year without much visible signs of aging.
+Flip side? I feel like I'm fucking 90.

+I made it through basic training - a 37 year old couch potato who's level of prep was....almost nil.
+ONE AND A HALF TIMES.
-Flip side? Four months later? I STILL feel like I'm fucking 90.

-My brother lost my cat.
+I found my cat. And a lifelong babysitter to boot.

-I've missed a ton of (unpaid) work.
+Four days of that unpaid work, at least, led to a lumbar puncture that ruled out pretty much anything really bad being the cause of me feeling like I'm 90.
-Two words. "Lumbar puncture" (or, if you prefer, "spinal tap").

In a general sense, I have one of the best jobs in the world. Not because, yanno, I LOVE IT, but because (when I'm not being forced to take unpaid time off work when it is decidely financially unadvisable to do so due to feeling like I'm fucking 90), I only have to work when a) I feel like it, b) I look at my budget and figure out I need to c) I want to.

For the most part, as well, it's a job that I enjoy.

Eventually, I know, we'll figure out what's wrong with me and how to fix it. In this I trust even though the path to get there feels sometimes far too long, frustrating and painful.

After two years of living in places I pretty much hated - I'm in one that I love.

I have positioned myself into a nice sort of laid back lifestyle, that (except for a few hiccups here and there) is one that I can continue indefinitely which jigsaws nicely into the military thing and by extension - the travel plans.

Yeah, I admit that there are things that still need to be addressed but this year I've made inroads there as well. I've learnt new things about myself. I've found new personality traits (and not bad ones, for once!). I've learned all kinds of interesting stuff about how far one can push oneself and how pride in myself is WAAAY more satisfying that anyone else's pride in me (although that's not so bad, either).

It'd be nice to not be alone - I live kind of a lonely life. Partly by choice, I guess. Although, I did learn that I was willing to give a man more of a chance than I ever had before, that I was willing to actually work through roadblocks. Even if that particular man turned out to be far too exhausting in the end.

Financially, I rock. The condo is worth 3x what it was when I bought it five years ago. I have a ton of tax write-off's as a 'landlord'. My credit rocks. When I need more money - I work more. It's consistently solid and that, my friends, is a long time coming and has been a long hard road to travel.

As always, the friends I've made and the friends who, despite all odds, continue to love me.

I could go on. But I won't. I think you get the point.

When I moved back to the island two years ago I had plenty of plans. Two years later, those grand plans are intact and alive and, although they've been pushed back and around a little bit, I've managed to fulfill small bits of them and each change has served only to inch me closer to the perfect perch from which to leap...

...when it comes time to fly.

Happy 2007, everyone.


My sun/rising sign basic horoscopes for 2007.

CANCER

The biggest challenge in 2007 is to cast off a past full of unfulfilled potential. Your greatest opportunities lie ahead and, as they come, you can create a new way of being. It may not feel that way now, but radical change will come in just a few months. You are growing in every positive way; your capacity for being a force for good is expanding. Your ability to generate wealth is increasing. But for the time being, issues linger from 2006. A drama is unfolding and you are at its centre. You can't avoid the responsibility but this is not as onerous as it sounds. Before long, you'll be full of confidence and poise. Focus on doing what feels right and on fulfilling the heartfelt commitments you have recently made, and all will evolve perfectly. Obligations, duties and responsibilities have held you back. Now, claim from life what you've always dreamed of having – namely, the right to control your destiny.


LEO

You'll feel the release of great passion and energy in 2007 as Saturn moves out of your sign for the next 29 years. You'll have the sense that there is nothing you cannot accomplish if you put your mind to it, and you're probably right. Many Leos were worried when Saturn's stern influence entered their sign in July 2005 but, in reality, this should have been a constructive period of development. It's hard work digging out and laying the foundations for your security, but the fun part is coming – now that Jupiter is in a fellow fire sign all year. After a long period of just managing to survive, you can progress toward the realization of your dreams. Whatever you have begun, you have done so under good celestial auspices. Continue with the determination for which you are famous and life will bring bounteous rewards for a long time to come.

Saturday
Dec232006

Season

Because I am a little tired of watching the fireplace channel, I figured it was a good time to stop by and wish all of you a happy holiday season. Or some such.

Any of you who know me well know that I'm not a big celebrator of the Christmas season (read: not at all). Let's face it, childhood Christmases weren't so shit-hot and all of my adult ones have been spent alone - in fact I have always been single for every Christmas of my life but one, which was a VERY long time ago. So, yeah, there's a family dinner in there somewhere and some good visits with friends, but I don't buy presents and I don't send cards and I normally spend Christmas Day at home reading a book.

I just don't have it in me to force good will that may or may not be present for the rest of the year - it's either there or it isn't, if you know what I mean. And if it's not there? It ain't ever gonna be there. If it is? Hopefully I tell and show the people I love all year round.

So, yanno, if I love you? I'm thinking about you and sending you good thoughts. All the time. Get used to it.

This is as good a time as any, as well, to throw in a bumper sticker.

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Now, this is not to say that I don't appreciate gifts! Some of my most treasured possessions have been gifts I've been given for Christmas by people who refuse to listen to me when I say, "Don't buy me anything, cause YOU KNOW I'm not buying you anything."

This year? A frog calendar! My favorite hand cream. Pizza. Coffee. Small things mean a lot to me.

One of those special things arrived in the mail last week, picked out by a little girl of a friend of mine and although you might think I wore it once, took a picture and then put it away, in fact I have been wearing it all week, picking up lots of compliments and am wearing it at this very moment. As the card said, "...she is rather impressed by the whole army thing." Now, if me being any sort of positive influence on a child isn't a sign of impending Armageddon, I don't know what is. Have you started stockpiling foodstuff?

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I also have a gift that was hanging on my doorknob when I came home from work the other night that is actually for Cabot and came from his rescuing baby-sitter angel. We're waiting to open that one on Christmas morning. And, I have to admit, that Cabot did buy her a gift as well but it requires him to get his ass off the couch and do some crafts so it may be a Valentine's Day present by the time it gets there. I'm a bad influence on the poor little guy.

Usually at this time of year I put some thought into what I've gotten out of the year that is on it's way out and what I plan to do in the upcoming year. This year, I don't think I'll be doing that (although I'm working New Year's Eve at the hospital so I may have a thought or two but don't be holding your breath) but I will sum the plan in one word.

persist

In the meantime, you're in my thoughts and quite a few of you are in my heart.

Happy Holidays


Monday
Dec112006

Tweak 2

I thought I could work up the energy to come up with something new - color-wise - and make your lives a little easier but... the energy's not there. So for now, I've moved back in time a little to a previous incarnation, which, although there's nothing new to read - will at least buffer the shock to the eyes.