Sunday, April 29, 2012

...It's Supposed to Make You Cry...

But mostly I just cheered.

No judgments.

" Watch this inspiring clip of 5-month-old puppy Sophie tentatively learning to walk as she recovers from a spinal injury. The lanky German shepherd is luckier than she will ever know: she was deposited at an animal shelter and slated to be killed because she couldn't walk. Her salvation arrived in the form of folks from Westside German Shepherd Rescue in Los Angeles, who diagnosed her with a mass on her spine and are providing the medical attention she needs. After just one week of physical therapy, Sophie is taking her first steps -- and bringing a tear to the eye of soppy viewers everywhere."

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

...That is How You Slow Jam the News...

I've been following this student loan issue very, very closely for all the obvious reasons.

The interest is what does you in. Remember, the same loan that I will probably die before I pay off started out at about $8,000.


Hopefully President Obama's Student Loan forgiveness plan goes through. I promise to spend more money  and do my part ot help out the economy if it does.

Please.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

...Christian Rich Videos Are So...

...whatever they are.

If you can describe them, you're doing a better job than I could do.

This song has been on repeat for some time now for me. It's a beautiful song even if the video is kind of... whatever it is.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

...Sometimes It Snows in April...

Kids, with their icky selves, have been the bright spot of my day lately.

Some of the more intelligent conversations I’ve had in a long time have been with people under the age of 6. I guess because they wonder about stuff other than gas prices and relationships. Some of the more curious ones will really try to figure things out when you talk to them about stuff. They have imagination and not much reasoning which makes for interesting theories.

I was replacing a bowl of chips with salt free popcorn on a snack table when I mentioned casually to this one kid that I always had an addiction to salt that I’ve never been able to shake. I said I wish I never even tasted the stuff. He told me he felt the same way about blue paint.

I will be the first to tell you that Crayola paint has the most delectable smell but I’ve never sampled the flavor. I won’t either. But I made a mental note to keep my eyes on that little guy the next time we sat the watercolors out on the tables.

About a year ago, I started experiencing what is now a growing batch of new symptoms that coincide with my headaches. They range from bizarre to disconcerting to ring the alarm.

As usual, I ignored them for as long as I could, but they were getting bad enough for me to struggle through the day or otherwise say or do the sort of thing that would make people look at me funny. 

So earlier this year I tried a neurologist and after she blew me off due to what I can only imagine was an inability to read a CT Scan, I finally made an appointment with the Head People.

I knew a few others that had gone and got help, but most of them required surgery or drugs, two things I hope to outrun until I die, but we are bordering on desperate times, so I crossed the border for some desperate measures.

Sunday, April 15, 2012

...It Was Hot at the Time...

Now it's just comical. And does Gumby have boobs?

Put your hands together for Gumby Live from the classic Detroit dance show, The Scene, circa 1987

The Scene ran from October 13, 1975 to December 31,1987

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

...You Chose Your Choice...

(Calvin) " Nothing I do is my fault. My family is dysfunctional, and my parents won't empower me! Consequently, I'm not self-actualized! My behaviour is addictive functioning in a disease process of codependency! I need holistic healing and wellness before I accept any responsibility for my actions! (Hobbes) One of us needs to stick his head in a bucket of ice water. (Calvin) I love the culture of victimhood."

Life does not have one clear path through it.

Everyone makes different choices, takes different turns, stops in different areas. We are all different, and we are all sometimes right, and sometimes wrong.

My friend, “Albright” is always saying, “everyone can always tell you what you’re doing wrong or what you need to do but no one ever tells you how to do it right.”

That’s a little like telling someone how to wipe their butt. I could give you specific instructions, but dude, it’s wiping your butt. The instructions are this: get yourself clean.

“Yes, but how?” Albright would say.

I can’t help Albright. He’s stopping just short of blatantly asking me to wipe his butt for him.

He does this because it’s a way to avoid responsibility for things. I’ve been through enough arguments and rough discussions with him to know this now. His answer to every disaster is either, “But so-n-so told me to …” or “But no one told me I should…” or “But I didn’t know how to…”

What can I say? Albright is just lazy, "crazy," or both.

I tried really hard to think of a time in my life when I didn’t have a choice, and I couldn’t come up with much. Even in the one situation where someone literally twisted my arm to make me do something, I look back and think I probably should have just let them break my arm and then let them have to explain how it happened. But that’s looking back.

I was 12 at the time, so as difficult as it is for me to do so, I know I have to cut myself some slack and remind myself that I was a kid and did what I thought best to do.

I understand that sometimes when we are in the middle of a situation we don’t always have the time, or clear vision to make the better choice.
Just do the best you can. Then accept whatever it is that you have decided to do. Even if you do nothing, your inaction is a still a decision.

And whenever you feel like you’re almost being forced to decide at gunpoint, you can always opt to take the bullet.

Cowards die many times before their death;
The valiant never taste of death but once
- Ol’ Willie Shakespeare

I know this attached to another song on In My Mind, but I wasn’t thinking of that song, just this one…
Pharrell – I Really Like You Girl


The subtle background vocals on this are subconsciously making you feel mellow.
N*E*R*D – Stay Together (Spymob version!)



The amazing instrumentation on this is overtly making you want to shake your butt.
N*E*R*D – She Wants To Move

Sunday, April 8, 2012

...You are My Blue-eyed Universe

I never knew there was an official video for this song. I should have known it would be awesome.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

...It Wouldn't Kill You to Be Nice...

I was so pre-occupied with other things that I somehow missed the Mega Millions mania last week.

I suspect you’ll find that hard to believe but try to remember I don’t really watch TV barring the same couple of shows, listen to radio, and even online I have favorite sites that I visit and then I’m done.

I try to avoid things that are fake, stupid, obnoxious, or negative, so that leaves out almost every form of mass media. I’m down to music I find on my favorite forums and library books. I catch some things, but somehow I didn’t catch this.

So needless to say, I didn’t buy a ticket, nor did I have a chance to fantasize about what I would do with my winnings. Now remember this is my fantasy so I would have been the sole winner of the full $640 million jackpot.

  1. Obviously – obviously!- quit my job.
  2. I’d pay off whatever was left on my mom’s house after she refinances assuming she’s ever allowed to do so along with the other homeowners that actually kept up on their payments and got screwed because of it.
  3. I’d pay off that government extortion bill commonly referred to as my student loan.
  4. Of course I’d give some to my immediate family with a note saying, “Make it work, because it’s all you’re going to get.”
  5. Grace all of my favorite charities.
  6. Travel.
  7. Do some serious studying and Invest.
  8. And the one thing I have always wanted to do.
  9. Money has never motivated me in anything but it would seem I’m in the minority on this. As a result, I have always wanted and would always love to be in a position where I could hand out hundred dollar bills to random strangers I see doing good things.

I estimate this activity would cost me roughly about $400 a year.


Sunday, April 1, 2012

...The Witch is Dead...

Whatever you do, don't mess with this girl's heart.

(Celeste Starchild - the Witch is Dead)

Animated by Brian Bear