The sun isn't shining, and outside it is brutally cold. The wind is frigid enough it might bruise one's flesh with its relentless battering.
Today I attend my parents for birthday celebrations although my birthday is on Wednesday. It seems for the most part celebrations will be on any day besides my birthday (although I will be going out to dinner on the actual day of with my wife, weather permitting), so it may well be an odd year.
The weather seems to have taken a nasty turn earlier than the meteorologists predicted (what do they know, wizards that they are?), so unfortunately we'll probably have to drive my well worn vehicle. Hopefully it'll get us up and down the hill in one piece; it usually does. Regardless, I wish this weather would go away.
I don't mind the rain, in fact I love it. I don't mind a bit of snow (I do mind more than a bit, especially when socks and shoes start getting wet), but I do mind this bitter cold; it bites into your bones, and chews into your soul. Thank Heaven for warm clothing!
11.12.08
Donnersville: Chapter One - The First Leaf Falls (Part One)
This is the first part of a writing project I've begun. I was originally going to post it on Grey Matter, but then decided this blog would be more appropriate. Here goes:
Donnersville, WA - a sleepy little town tucked away somewhere deeply within the Cascades. Donnersville was an anomaly -it seemed to exist outside the bounds of a normal existence- of an otherwise fairly normal mountain area. The town was outside of countys, school districts, and some whimsical thinkers would like to think its outside of the country too. Donnersville created what it needed to exist; it had its own county, its own school district, and its own residents to live in its boundaries.
The town had roughly 1,500 residents, which swelled in the tourist season. Donnersville was a former mining community, and when the mine died out, the community did too, at least that was until it became a relative mecca for summer hikers looking for good trails, which Donnersville boasted a fair amount of. The town revived itself, almost as if from the dead. How it swelled to 1,500 residents I couldn't tell you, but it did, and thats where it remains.
The summer months for the town were prosperous, and the winter months were long, lonely, and the trickle of national green came to a virtual standstill. The residents of Donnersville didn't seem to mind though, because they always found things to occupy themselves. And that is where we will begin, where much of it begins, on the first day of Fall.
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John Weaving Jr., Mayor of Donnersville, loved his car. He had been on vacation in Texas in 1992 when he had spotted it at a spotty little dealership out of El Paso. It was a teal 1981 Cadillac Seville, embelished in full Texas style with longhorn horns and all. He kept the car in good working order, since being mayor meant he had to keep on top of things, and to keep on top of things he had to drive, and drive he did.
Today was no ordinary day for John, it was legally the first day of fall, which meant he had the huge responsibility of declaring the first true leaf to fall. Now, leaves had been falling for some time, since the fall season always seemed to creep up a little early, but they weren't officially recognized by John in all his mayoral power. He liked to think of these leaves as illegal immigrants to his land; he wouldn't recognize them until the proper process had been gone through, but when the first legal immigrant comes, he would greet it with much pomp and circumstance. And that is how it was with the first leaf, all of the other fallen leaves up to that point didn't matter to him.
John Weaving was in his early 50s, and wore a nice pale grey dress shirt with rhinestone buttons. He also wore a large, faded grey ten gallon hat with a leather band emblazoned with turqouise stones. A bolo tie sat just below his collar, and glided down the rotund protuberance that was the rest of his body. His left hand gripped the steering wheel resolutely, while his right hand rested on it lightly, it was preoccupied with keeping a massive cigar between his hefty index and "bird" fingers.
His blue eyes examined the town as he drove through its streets, it was still fairly early in the morning, and most people were still asleep. The last of the summer tourists were still in town, but it wouldn't be too long till they let out. Snow often came early in Donnersville, and with its appearance, anybody who wasn't local made their disappearance.
John brought the massive cigar up to the orofice that kept all of his teeth in it. He took a long draw, and then blew out all the smoke through a crack in the window which he had lowered a few moments before. He eyed the fuel guage and noticed it he was getting pretty close to empty. Swinging the car around mid street, he headed back the other direction toward Chris Burnes' Gas n' Burger.
It didn't take him long to get to the single double pump outside of Burnes' Burger joint. Throwing the door ajar he hefted himself out of the car, and placed his cigar conveniently in an ash tray on top of the pump. The mayor walked slowly around to where the gas lid was located, opened it, and then proceeded to pump the wondrous fluid into his automobile monstrosity. As soon as the pump clicked off, he pulled out a wad of sweaty bills, placed them through a slot in a metal box next to the pump, grabbed his cigar, and loaded himself back into his car.
He put his hand down to turn the engine on, but then thought better of it. After a few more slow draws on his cigar, he pounded its flame out in a thick green ash tray he kept on his dash. His eye wandered over to his watch, which said it was 5 past 8, which meant it was time to get the town up and running. He opened the door of the car, coughed several times, spat some phlegm, and then shut the door again. His right hand deftly reached down, and grabbed what appeared to be a CB radio. He brought it up to his mouth, turned it on, and began to speak.
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In the middle of the town there was a loud speaker, although it looked more like an air raid siren. at 8:05 precisely, the mayor's voice drawlingly blared from it, broadcasting to the entire community.
"Now, as usual its time to begin our day folks. I know some of yous is still sleepin', so you best be gettin' up, and I know some of yous is up, so you best stay up. Any of you visitin', pay no mind to this message for now, you can keep on sleepin', and sleepin' good, " he spiralled into a brief phlegmy coughing fit, and then continued, "This here day, is the beginnin' of fall, and as the official officer of mayoral duty in this town, it is my most honorable, and mayoral duty to declare the first fallin' leaf. So, I will declare this leaf in the town square this evenin' as we all gather and watch it fall. That'll be at 6:30 sharp is when I predict it'll be, so you all be there. I'll keep you posted, so until further notice, you all have a nice and wonderful day. This has been John Weaving, Jr. mayor in all capacities."
The mayor put the CB back in its proper place, started the car, and then roared out onto the road to make more rounds. The town began to awake from its slumber, preparing itself for a day that was sure to be interesting.
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Donnersville, WA - a sleepy little town tucked away somewhere deeply within the Cascades. Donnersville was an anomaly -it seemed to exist outside the bounds of a normal existence- of an otherwise fairly normal mountain area. The town was outside of countys, school districts, and some whimsical thinkers would like to think its outside of the country too. Donnersville created what it needed to exist; it had its own county, its own school district, and its own residents to live in its boundaries.
The town had roughly 1,500 residents, which swelled in the tourist season. Donnersville was a former mining community, and when the mine died out, the community did too, at least that was until it became a relative mecca for summer hikers looking for good trails, which Donnersville boasted a fair amount of. The town revived itself, almost as if from the dead. How it swelled to 1,500 residents I couldn't tell you, but it did, and thats where it remains.
The summer months for the town were prosperous, and the winter months were long, lonely, and the trickle of national green came to a virtual standstill. The residents of Donnersville didn't seem to mind though, because they always found things to occupy themselves. And that is where we will begin, where much of it begins, on the first day of Fall.
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John Weaving Jr., Mayor of Donnersville, loved his car. He had been on vacation in Texas in 1992 when he had spotted it at a spotty little dealership out of El Paso. It was a teal 1981 Cadillac Seville, embelished in full Texas style with longhorn horns and all. He kept the car in good working order, since being mayor meant he had to keep on top of things, and to keep on top of things he had to drive, and drive he did.
Today was no ordinary day for John, it was legally the first day of fall, which meant he had the huge responsibility of declaring the first true leaf to fall. Now, leaves had been falling for some time, since the fall season always seemed to creep up a little early, but they weren't officially recognized by John in all his mayoral power. He liked to think of these leaves as illegal immigrants to his land; he wouldn't recognize them until the proper process had been gone through, but when the first legal immigrant comes, he would greet it with much pomp and circumstance. And that is how it was with the first leaf, all of the other fallen leaves up to that point didn't matter to him.
John Weaving was in his early 50s, and wore a nice pale grey dress shirt with rhinestone buttons. He also wore a large, faded grey ten gallon hat with a leather band emblazoned with turqouise stones. A bolo tie sat just below his collar, and glided down the rotund protuberance that was the rest of his body. His left hand gripped the steering wheel resolutely, while his right hand rested on it lightly, it was preoccupied with keeping a massive cigar between his hefty index and "bird" fingers.
His blue eyes examined the town as he drove through its streets, it was still fairly early in the morning, and most people were still asleep. The last of the summer tourists were still in town, but it wouldn't be too long till they let out. Snow often came early in Donnersville, and with its appearance, anybody who wasn't local made their disappearance.
John brought the massive cigar up to the orofice that kept all of his teeth in it. He took a long draw, and then blew out all the smoke through a crack in the window which he had lowered a few moments before. He eyed the fuel guage and noticed it he was getting pretty close to empty. Swinging the car around mid street, he headed back the other direction toward Chris Burnes' Gas n' Burger.
It didn't take him long to get to the single double pump outside of Burnes' Burger joint. Throwing the door ajar he hefted himself out of the car, and placed his cigar conveniently in an ash tray on top of the pump. The mayor walked slowly around to where the gas lid was located, opened it, and then proceeded to pump the wondrous fluid into his automobile monstrosity. As soon as the pump clicked off, he pulled out a wad of sweaty bills, placed them through a slot in a metal box next to the pump, grabbed his cigar, and loaded himself back into his car.
He put his hand down to turn the engine on, but then thought better of it. After a few more slow draws on his cigar, he pounded its flame out in a thick green ash tray he kept on his dash. His eye wandered over to his watch, which said it was 5 past 8, which meant it was time to get the town up and running. He opened the door of the car, coughed several times, spat some phlegm, and then shut the door again. His right hand deftly reached down, and grabbed what appeared to be a CB radio. He brought it up to his mouth, turned it on, and began to speak.
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In the middle of the town there was a loud speaker, although it looked more like an air raid siren. at 8:05 precisely, the mayor's voice drawlingly blared from it, broadcasting to the entire community.
"Now, as usual its time to begin our day folks. I know some of yous is still sleepin', so you best be gettin' up, and I know some of yous is up, so you best stay up. Any of you visitin', pay no mind to this message for now, you can keep on sleepin', and sleepin' good, " he spiralled into a brief phlegmy coughing fit, and then continued, "This here day, is the beginnin' of fall, and as the official officer of mayoral duty in this town, it is my most honorable, and mayoral duty to declare the first fallin' leaf. So, I will declare this leaf in the town square this evenin' as we all gather and watch it fall. That'll be at 6:30 sharp is when I predict it'll be, so you all be there. I'll keep you posted, so until further notice, you all have a nice and wonderful day. This has been John Weaving, Jr. mayor in all capacities."
The mayor put the CB back in its proper place, started the car, and then roared out onto the road to make more rounds. The town began to awake from its slumber, preparing itself for a day that was sure to be interesting.
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In My Defense
So, I am contemplating taking up fencing again. Yesterday I dropped by the local fencing school, and rather liked the atmosphere of camaraderie there. I fenced some time ago, and it is amazing exercise.
If there is anything in this world that I need, it is exercise. I will write further later on whether I follow through on this, but I am leaning towards following through.
If there is anything in this world that I need, it is exercise. I will write further later on whether I follow through on this, but I am leaning towards following through.
6.12.08
In der Regen
Starting tomorrow, December 6th, 2008, I pledge to turn a new leaf in my life. In this article of life re-authentification I pledge to do the following:
1. I shall finish one volume of written word - specifically in book form - within a period of two weeks, every two weeks.
2. I shall exercise regularly, no less than 25 minutes, 3 times per week (this form of exercise shall not include walking, or activities of a relative low intensity nature).
3. I shall say my prayers.
4. I shall write no less than 1 page of material for my written works per week.
5. I shall eat a plant-based diet, excepting celebration and date nights. This does not mean that I cannot consume animal products, however, it does mean that animal products may not be the majority of the meal.
6. I shall spend my time less frivolously and attempt to be more productive with my time.
I pledge these things sincerely for the betterment of my self, and for those around me. I will add further articles to this pledge in future, for my further betterment.
Sincerely,
David M. Roberts
1. I shall finish one volume of written word - specifically in book form - within a period of two weeks, every two weeks.
2. I shall exercise regularly, no less than 25 minutes, 3 times per week (this form of exercise shall not include walking, or activities of a relative low intensity nature).
3. I shall say my prayers.
4. I shall write no less than 1 page of material for my written works per week.
5. I shall eat a plant-based diet, excepting celebration and date nights. This does not mean that I cannot consume animal products, however, it does mean that animal products may not be the majority of the meal.
6. I shall spend my time less frivolously and attempt to be more productive with my time.
I pledge these things sincerely for the betterment of my self, and for those around me. I will add further articles to this pledge in future, for my further betterment.
Sincerely,
David M. Roberts
7.8.08
Can't Get No.... Satisfaction
It is funny how contentedness seems to work, at least for me. For awhile I will be completely satisfied, and then in a single moment all of my satisfaction is shattered into millions of pointy fragments. This has been one of those days.
Last night I found myself feeling contentedly pacified; willing to accept my current lot in life, willing to settle. After I fell asleep, and dreamed dreams as humans do, I found myself feeling a level of happiness I'm currently lacking. Don't get me wrong, I am not unhappy, but now that I feel that there is another level of satisfaction (which in reality I knew), I am no longer content with my current lot.
I have been squandering precious and valuable time doing nothing, and progressing essentially nowhere. Often I feel my dissatisfaction can be associated with the angst of youth, and the mature thing would be to settle for what I'm given, but I don't feel this is completely true. Settling is certainly a part of coming into maturity, but settling for everything is ludicrous. For someone to let themselves be content with mediocrity (the establishment is what it is), gads, I can't do it. I can't. It's killing me.
Right now I'm musing over what I can do to reach the next level. It is almost as if each level of satisfaction is a different plane of existence, and each one is more satisfying, more glorious than the next. To reach each succeeding plane is going to require the shedding of some form of tether that is tying me to the ground, blocking my ascension.
If ascending to higher levels of reality is where contentedness and happiness exist in higher abundance, then growing up certainly has a different meaning. If that is the case, to grow up does not mean to accept the establishment for what it is and live with it, but rather it means to ascend above the establishment, understand what it is, and then understand why your existence is so much greater than any societal constraints that attempt to tell you what it means to "be".
There is so much life to be lived, there are so many things to be seen. The establishment cannot define you, rather, you must define the establishment. I am no longer willing to be lulled and pacified into that societal dredge. I will not be satisfied with settling.
I have the will to make this change, but I do not yet know how to get to that next bastion of existence. I will let myself be satisfied with where I am in life temporarily so that I am not miserable, but I will not let myself be pacified into thinking that where I am now is where I should be. I can let myself be happy, but I must move on from this splendid mediocrity. I need to figure out how to execute my plans for change, for I have been settling with just hoping for change for far too long. Hope, no matter how great, has no power to execute anything.
Last night I found myself feeling contentedly pacified; willing to accept my current lot in life, willing to settle. After I fell asleep, and dreamed dreams as humans do, I found myself feeling a level of happiness I'm currently lacking. Don't get me wrong, I am not unhappy, but now that I feel that there is another level of satisfaction (which in reality I knew), I am no longer content with my current lot.
I have been squandering precious and valuable time doing nothing, and progressing essentially nowhere. Often I feel my dissatisfaction can be associated with the angst of youth, and the mature thing would be to settle for what I'm given, but I don't feel this is completely true. Settling is certainly a part of coming into maturity, but settling for everything is ludicrous. For someone to let themselves be content with mediocrity (the establishment is what it is), gads, I can't do it. I can't. It's killing me.
Right now I'm musing over what I can do to reach the next level. It is almost as if each level of satisfaction is a different plane of existence, and each one is more satisfying, more glorious than the next. To reach each succeeding plane is going to require the shedding of some form of tether that is tying me to the ground, blocking my ascension.
If ascending to higher levels of reality is where contentedness and happiness exist in higher abundance, then growing up certainly has a different meaning. If that is the case, to grow up does not mean to accept the establishment for what it is and live with it, but rather it means to ascend above the establishment, understand what it is, and then understand why your existence is so much greater than any societal constraints that attempt to tell you what it means to "be".
There is so much life to be lived, there are so many things to be seen. The establishment cannot define you, rather, you must define the establishment. I am no longer willing to be lulled and pacified into that societal dredge. I will not be satisfied with settling.
I have the will to make this change, but I do not yet know how to get to that next bastion of existence. I will let myself be satisfied with where I am in life temporarily so that I am not miserable, but I will not let myself be pacified into thinking that where I am now is where I should be. I can let myself be happy, but I must move on from this splendid mediocrity. I need to figure out how to execute my plans for change, for I have been settling with just hoping for change for far too long. Hope, no matter how great, has no power to execute anything.
29.7.08
Thinker
Thinking men don't like to think that they may actually have to do. They hope that once the dream is made, someone else will realize it into reality for them; I've come to decide that manner of thinking is a bunch of hog wash really, it is incomplete.
It is like the concept of making everyone aware that there is a problem, but not doing anything to combat the problem. Awareness is all fine and dandy, but if no one actually does anything about the situation, the situation will never change.
I enjoy being a thinker, I really like thinking about things. I've always considered myself a thinking man, but in order to progress as a human being I need to reach the next level. I need to become a reality maker, not just a dream dreamer, a flight of fantasy builder.
Those with real power over their fate are those few who have the imagination to dream, and then the bravado to make that dream into something real. Some people seem not to have the capacity to be both, in that case they have to find someone else to take up the other half of the duty (either dreaming or creating). Alas there are many who will not find their creative partner.
A person who is both a doer and a thinker is a person who is a creator. Someday I hope to fancy myself a creator of both things great and small, instead of just half of the equation, a thinker.
It is like the concept of making everyone aware that there is a problem, but not doing anything to combat the problem. Awareness is all fine and dandy, but if no one actually does anything about the situation, the situation will never change.
I enjoy being a thinker, I really like thinking about things. I've always considered myself a thinking man, but in order to progress as a human being I need to reach the next level. I need to become a reality maker, not just a dream dreamer, a flight of fantasy builder.
Those with real power over their fate are those few who have the imagination to dream, and then the bravado to make that dream into something real. Some people seem not to have the capacity to be both, in that case they have to find someone else to take up the other half of the duty (either dreaming or creating). Alas there are many who will not find their creative partner.
A person who is both a doer and a thinker is a person who is a creator. Someday I hope to fancy myself a creator of both things great and small, instead of just half of the equation, a thinker.
Mein Kampf mit Leben
Life is interesting. I find myself making that statement quite often. I find myself at this time still struggling with some self inflicted mediocrity, but no worries, I'm working on it (albeit slowly). I cleaned out the freezer and refrigerator today... is this small step foreshadowing greater things to come? I most certainly hope so (in the depths of my mind there is an Aqualung style vagrant mocking me, but not for long!).
27.7.08
Rain
Finally some respite from the heat, the rain has come. The heat here has been nearly unbearable, reaching well into the 100s. I love rain; I love the smell, I love the sound, and I love how it makes everything look vibrant and alive. To my friend Pamela - we talked just last week about exchanging weather, so it appears you have delivered on your end. I hope some sunshine and clear skies will reach you, the gloom I have been seeking has finally arrived.
18.7.08
A Spider Dies
Creeping warily it crawled, eight bony legs to drag its mass silently across the floor. With a flash of brilliant light, the room flared to life as if lit by four brilliant suns. Shelter it thought. Where was shelter? There was no shelter to spare it from its fate, for the suns had prophesied its doom.
A crack was not far away, but it was too far. A roar of great mammalian ferocity tore through the room, it had been spotted. Scrambling with all its sinewy might it skittered towards the safety of sweet darkness, sweet shelter.
Fate could not spare it, it was its time some would say. It was its time to die. Shelter, sweet shelter! So close, but too far! Safety so scrumptious denied, in mere moments the way was blocked. A great rod of oak slammed down in its path, safety had been stolen. Panic gripped it, fear stole its soul.
Desperation drove it away from safety, searching, searching for some other sanctuary. There was none. The rod of wood lifted, and the way was clear again! Hope! Beautiful hope! Hope was vain; its vanity ludicrous. The rod of wood, now a device of death decisively slammed down on it.
It twitched violently, and with its last strength tried to drag its failing carcass to safety. CRACK! It was struck again, hope was completely ruled out. Legs trembling and shaking it curled into death. The four suns faded, and a shadow cast itself into its many eyes. Shadow turned to darkness, and the darkness was not sweet darkness, sweet shelter. Dead.
A crack was not far away, but it was too far. A roar of great mammalian ferocity tore through the room, it had been spotted. Scrambling with all its sinewy might it skittered towards the safety of sweet darkness, sweet shelter.
Fate could not spare it, it was its time some would say. It was its time to die. Shelter, sweet shelter! So close, but too far! Safety so scrumptious denied, in mere moments the way was blocked. A great rod of oak slammed down in its path, safety had been stolen. Panic gripped it, fear stole its soul.
Desperation drove it away from safety, searching, searching for some other sanctuary. There was none. The rod of wood lifted, and the way was clear again! Hope! Beautiful hope! Hope was vain; its vanity ludicrous. The rod of wood, now a device of death decisively slammed down on it.
It twitched violently, and with its last strength tried to drag its failing carcass to safety. CRACK! It was struck again, hope was completely ruled out. Legs trembling and shaking it curled into death. The four suns faded, and a shadow cast itself into its many eyes. Shadow turned to darkness, and the darkness was not sweet darkness, sweet shelter. Dead.
4.6.08
Scatterbrain
Living, laughing, wishing, glancing, glimpsing, crying, screaming, dying. Art?! Art is dead. Art is commerce. Commercialist tripe. It's all damnation.
One mass produced t-shirt fits all. Or is it one mass produced humankind fits one t-shirt? It doesn't matter.
Soullessly squandered, wishfully wandering in the wake of our betters. Giants of commerce and freedom to feed the masses. Their excrement our bread; even scheiße has value. Our daily bread made lovingly, carefully, and healthfully in our favorite usine. Factories with that artful touch. Délicieux! Fantastico!
Navels full of commerce, stomachs full of lead. Powerful! 10 out of 10. 9 out 10? Mediocre. A failure. Abysmal. A shame. A waste of air. Worm food.
There is shade in the valley, and sweet sweet nourishment. Food fed by water and worms. Worms fed by the sweetest of people. Sehr gut! Maybe our grain comes from those dead, delicious, delicious. Better than hormones? Delicious hormones. It grows over us, it grows under us, we drown in it. The sun goes down some of the time. It can be beautiful.
Hazy, hazy, hazy. Such is the sweetness of the fogging smog, lap it deep into your resevoir. Sofa kartoffel. La pomme de terre.... de la vie. Slothful. Ironically so. Caro padre! Che cosa abbiamo fatto? What have we done?!
One mass produced t-shirt fits all. Or is it one mass produced humankind fits one t-shirt? It doesn't matter.
Soullessly squandered, wishfully wandering in the wake of our betters. Giants of commerce and freedom to feed the masses. Their excrement our bread; even scheiße has value. Our daily bread made lovingly, carefully, and healthfully in our favorite usine. Factories with that artful touch. Délicieux! Fantastico!
Navels full of commerce, stomachs full of lead. Powerful! 10 out of 10. 9 out 10? Mediocre. A failure. Abysmal. A shame. A waste of air. Worm food.
There is shade in the valley, and sweet sweet nourishment. Food fed by water and worms. Worms fed by the sweetest of people. Sehr gut! Maybe our grain comes from those dead, delicious, delicious. Better than hormones? Delicious hormones. It grows over us, it grows under us, we drown in it. The sun goes down some of the time. It can be beautiful.
Hazy, hazy, hazy. Such is the sweetness of the fogging smog, lap it deep into your resevoir. Sofa kartoffel. La pomme de terre.... de la vie. Slothful. Ironically so. Caro padre! Che cosa abbiamo fatto? What have we done?!
14.5.08
Spend Some Time
I will not be defined by the conventions established by other individuals and entities. I am me, and there is no one else who is me. There is no one else who can or will be me.
I love, I hate, I live. I love what I love, I hate what I hate, I live while I can.
I am a passionate individual, and I am passionate about many things. I am humanistic, sardonic, and eccentric. I am also the 4th definition of sinister; there are also many more words to describe me.
I love writing, I love literature, I love music, I love film. I love history, I love Europe, I love languages, I love games. I love currants, I love cheese, I love peace, I love happiness. I love my wife.
I have a lust for life, and I want to live it. I don't want to watch it pass by, I want to feel it, I want to make it my own.
I have so much to do in this life; I cannot find myself frustrated as I often am by my definition of progression. Progression in one direction or another happens, whether it be to excellence or mediocrity. I will progress and I will become better as I progress.
I hate mediocrity more than almost anything. I will not be a mediocre being, I have so much to live for, and so much to give. My life's work has yet to begin, but it shall begin, and it shall continue until my life is taken from me.
I am going to make this life my own, and I hope to live to my greatest potential. I have so much to do with this life, and I will do it.
I love, I hate, I live. I love what I love, I hate what I hate, I live while I can.
I am a passionate individual, and I am passionate about many things. I am humanistic, sardonic, and eccentric. I am also the 4th definition of sinister; there are also many more words to describe me.
I love writing, I love literature, I love music, I love film. I love history, I love Europe, I love languages, I love games. I love currants, I love cheese, I love peace, I love happiness. I love my wife.
I have a lust for life, and I want to live it. I don't want to watch it pass by, I want to feel it, I want to make it my own.
I have so much to do in this life; I cannot find myself frustrated as I often am by my definition of progression. Progression in one direction or another happens, whether it be to excellence or mediocrity. I will progress and I will become better as I progress.
I hate mediocrity more than almost anything. I will not be a mediocre being, I have so much to live for, and so much to give. My life's work has yet to begin, but it shall begin, and it shall continue until my life is taken from me.
I am going to make this life my own, and I hope to live to my greatest potential. I have so much to do with this life, and I will do it.
9.5.08
Friday
Today I can feel depression attempting to creep up on me, so I am listening to Erasure. I find that often Erasure can help me lighten the mood, although it isn't always as effective as I'd like. My blackest of humours are very hard to prevent.
I am really hoping this weekend will be fantastic, although already it is off to a rocky start. I am not sure what Jonni and I are doing tonight, although I do know she will be watching the Jazz/Lakers game, which I am not in any mood to watch. Maybe I will read or watch some other TV instead, although I watch far too much TV.
One thing that I hope is that we go somewhere good to eat; I am craving something positively scrumptious. I don't think I really want any American fare today, a grilled cheese sandwich or burger in some form do not sound good at all. I don't want to change my mind about it, but we'll see.
Yesterday I ventured over to a new cafe in Spanish Fork called Jaxie's. The place definitely had a fun vibe to it, and I hope they do well. I'll have to go order a beverage there sometime and take a good book to read in front of the fireplace whilst I sip away.
Today I don't think I'll write much more; I pretty much write this for self reference, I don't honestly expect anyone but me to actually read all the way through anything I write here. I hope that this chronicling some day in the future will provide me with at least some amusement (future self, it is at this point you shall chuckle knowingly). If not, this certainly won't be the first time that I've wasted my time. Whatever.
I am really hoping this weekend will be fantastic, although already it is off to a rocky start. I am not sure what Jonni and I are doing tonight, although I do know she will be watching the Jazz/Lakers game, which I am not in any mood to watch. Maybe I will read or watch some other TV instead, although I watch far too much TV.
One thing that I hope is that we go somewhere good to eat; I am craving something positively scrumptious. I don't think I really want any American fare today, a grilled cheese sandwich or burger in some form do not sound good at all. I don't want to change my mind about it, but we'll see.
Yesterday I ventured over to a new cafe in Spanish Fork called Jaxie's. The place definitely had a fun vibe to it, and I hope they do well. I'll have to go order a beverage there sometime and take a good book to read in front of the fireplace whilst I sip away.
Today I don't think I'll write much more; I pretty much write this for self reference, I don't honestly expect anyone but me to actually read all the way through anything I write here. I hope that this chronicling some day in the future will provide me with at least some amusement (future self, it is at this point you shall chuckle knowingly). If not, this certainly won't be the first time that I've wasted my time. Whatever.
30.4.08
Currant Events
My currant/berry plot is starting to come together. This past Saturday after returning from California we stopped by a local nursery, and I purchased two Red Lake variety currant bushes, as well as a Poorman (supposedly) variety gooseberry, and a thornless blackberry. I also purchased a Crandall black currant last week (a lovely yellow flowering variety) at a separate nursery.
On Monday my two elderberry bushes arrived; they were fairly small, but seemed healthy. My Jostaberry arrived as well (a Jostaberry is a cross between a black currant and a gooseberry), it was also small, but healthy.
Yesterday I purchased a Cherry Red currant bush, and I have great hopes for it. It looks like it may get berries this year (my Red Lakes as well as my Crandall and Poorman seem like they will as well), so that is good news indeed.
My largest order of the bushes should be arriving hopefully this week, and is being shipped from the Currant Company out of New York. There should be three black currant varieties, one red currant variety, and two pink currant bushes of the same variety arriving. I am not certain of the size of these bushes, or how well they are established, but I have great hopes for them since they come from the only strictly currant dedicated nursery in the country.
The currant bush that survived from last year seems to finally be doing a little better, it is a white variety from Sweden. Originally I had ordered some white currants from the Currant Company, but they were unable to ship because they didn't feel they were hearty enough.
I have been planting the bushes on a small slope to facilitate good drainage, which is necessary to the health of these bushes. Although the hill isn't fully taken up yet, it really seems to add a lot of character to the slope. Overall, I have been pretty pleased so far.
This year, I hope, will be a success.
On Monday my two elderberry bushes arrived; they were fairly small, but seemed healthy. My Jostaberry arrived as well (a Jostaberry is a cross between a black currant and a gooseberry), it was also small, but healthy.
Yesterday I purchased a Cherry Red currant bush, and I have great hopes for it. It looks like it may get berries this year (my Red Lakes as well as my Crandall and Poorman seem like they will as well), so that is good news indeed.
My largest order of the bushes should be arriving hopefully this week, and is being shipped from the Currant Company out of New York. There should be three black currant varieties, one red currant variety, and two pink currant bushes of the same variety arriving. I am not certain of the size of these bushes, or how well they are established, but I have great hopes for them since they come from the only strictly currant dedicated nursery in the country.
The currant bush that survived from last year seems to finally be doing a little better, it is a white variety from Sweden. Originally I had ordered some white currants from the Currant Company, but they were unable to ship because they didn't feel they were hearty enough.
I have been planting the bushes on a small slope to facilitate good drainage, which is necessary to the health of these bushes. Although the hill isn't fully taken up yet, it really seems to add a lot of character to the slope. Overall, I have been pretty pleased so far.
This year, I hope, will be a success.
29.4.08
Rachael Ray
I do not like Rachael Ray. I do not like how she cooks, how she looks, or her books. I do not like Rachael Ray, I do not like her any day.
15.4.08
The Plan: In the Garden
Tonight I begin part of what I term “The Plan” (and a series of entries on it). The Plan is intended to be a life plan, and not all of it I have plotted yet, but I am certainly working on it. The part of The Plan that I am beginning this evening is the garden phase of the plan. Now, you may be saying, “what does a garden have to do with a fully comprehensive life plan?” Let me tell you.
For me at this point in my life, my life isn't terribly anchored. I am terribly wishy-washy, and I am terribly unmotivated no matter the motivational force that moves me. I have come to the conclusion that in order for a plan to truly work for me, it will have to suit more than just one area of my life, it definitely has to be fully comprehensive since there are more than just one or two issues that need to be addressed.
I as a human being have proven to be a high stress individual. I don't believe it is entirely genetics, although that could be part of it. In order for me to start accomplishing more, and I need to start stressing less. This can be accomplished through a number of things including meditation, deep-breathing, and last but not least anchoring myself in something I enjoy.
I have written a lot about passions in this journal, and the things I am passionate about most of the time help me reduce my stress output. One of the things that I am passionate about is planting some bushes of various types. These bushes feature types of fruit (currants and elderberries) that for the most part are very good for you, not only in a health sense, but to an extent a mental sense (since they feature chemicals that can help the release of certain chemicals within the brain).
I don't intend to plant just these wondrous fruits, but also an entirely separate garden of vegetables that I enjoy. I am a big fan of the marrow family of fruits, and intend to have many of those planted along with various other vegetables including beans, peas, and of course carrots.
Tonight I will begin the purchasing of my fruit bushes. The first order I will place will probably be with Gurney's (I hope they turn out okay, they have been of mixed success previously), in which I am planning to order two Elderberry bushes, and one Jostaberry bush (a jostaberry is a cross between a black currant and a gooseberry). The most likely order I will place after that will either be currants and an elderberry from Nourse Farms, or just currants from The Currant Company (of whom I should order from no matter what).
I am able to begin my fruit bush phase of the garden plan earlier than the vegetable phase because I am going to be home off and on throughout the rest of April. Although when they are young they require frequent care (which should be given to them always), bushes typically will do better than seedlings when left on their own for a brief period of time.
The vegetable phase of the garden phase should begin in May. I am getting pretty excited about the entire process, especially the fruit bush phase. There is something about gardening that reaches into an inner level of the soul if you are growing something that you enjoy (otherwise it is utter drivel), it is medicinal and stress relieving, which is good for both body and soul.
As far as my plan, The Plan goes, I will give more details as I go. I haven't made it very known how the rest of works, but that will come with time. Overall, it is all about balance, and becoming a more balanced, and happy being; both of which I intend to become.
For me at this point in my life, my life isn't terribly anchored. I am terribly wishy-washy, and I am terribly unmotivated no matter the motivational force that moves me. I have come to the conclusion that in order for a plan to truly work for me, it will have to suit more than just one area of my life, it definitely has to be fully comprehensive since there are more than just one or two issues that need to be addressed.
I as a human being have proven to be a high stress individual. I don't believe it is entirely genetics, although that could be part of it. In order for me to start accomplishing more, and I need to start stressing less. This can be accomplished through a number of things including meditation, deep-breathing, and last but not least anchoring myself in something I enjoy.
I have written a lot about passions in this journal, and the things I am passionate about most of the time help me reduce my stress output. One of the things that I am passionate about is planting some bushes of various types. These bushes feature types of fruit (currants and elderberries) that for the most part are very good for you, not only in a health sense, but to an extent a mental sense (since they feature chemicals that can help the release of certain chemicals within the brain).
I don't intend to plant just these wondrous fruits, but also an entirely separate garden of vegetables that I enjoy. I am a big fan of the marrow family of fruits, and intend to have many of those planted along with various other vegetables including beans, peas, and of course carrots.
Tonight I will begin the purchasing of my fruit bushes. The first order I will place will probably be with Gurney's (I hope they turn out okay, they have been of mixed success previously), in which I am planning to order two Elderberry bushes, and one Jostaberry bush (a jostaberry is a cross between a black currant and a gooseberry). The most likely order I will place after that will either be currants and an elderberry from Nourse Farms, or just currants from The Currant Company (of whom I should order from no matter what).
I am able to begin my fruit bush phase of the garden plan earlier than the vegetable phase because I am going to be home off and on throughout the rest of April. Although when they are young they require frequent care (which should be given to them always), bushes typically will do better than seedlings when left on their own for a brief period of time.
The vegetable phase of the garden phase should begin in May. I am getting pretty excited about the entire process, especially the fruit bush phase. There is something about gardening that reaches into an inner level of the soul if you are growing something that you enjoy (otherwise it is utter drivel), it is medicinal and stress relieving, which is good for both body and soul.
As far as my plan, The Plan goes, I will give more details as I go. I haven't made it very known how the rest of works, but that will come with time. Overall, it is all about balance, and becoming a more balanced, and happy being; both of which I intend to become.
14.4.08
Locomotive Breath
In the shuffling madness
of the locomotive breath,
runs the all-time loser,
headlong to his death. - Jethro Tull
Much of the time life feels like it is filled with shuffling madness. It goes from being perfectly calm one moment, to inexplicably frantic the next. Even though what we do in this life doesn't always seem to be pointing in any specific direction, in all eventuality we're all heading inevitably headlong into death. This eventuality cannot be avoided, and it will happen no matter the actions we take.
If life is like being caught on an unstoppable train and we can't get off, then the only thing that can be done is to choose the actions which don't make us the all time losers. Even if we try to jump the train (which would be a loser thing to do), the only thing we would be accomplishing is something that will happen anyway, which is death (since most everyone can die, it really isn't much of an accomplishment). Living well is truly an accomplishment.
Life is to be lived, not to be observed. Life does seem to speed by fast like an unstoppable train, but we can still admire the scenery, and we can still live life.
I will not be the all-time loser, and I will see this train ride to the end of the line; getting off early is not an option.
of the locomotive breath,
runs the all-time loser,
headlong to his death. - Jethro Tull
Much of the time life feels like it is filled with shuffling madness. It goes from being perfectly calm one moment, to inexplicably frantic the next. Even though what we do in this life doesn't always seem to be pointing in any specific direction, in all eventuality we're all heading inevitably headlong into death. This eventuality cannot be avoided, and it will happen no matter the actions we take.
If life is like being caught on an unstoppable train and we can't get off, then the only thing that can be done is to choose the actions which don't make us the all time losers. Even if we try to jump the train (which would be a loser thing to do), the only thing we would be accomplishing is something that will happen anyway, which is death (since most everyone can die, it really isn't much of an accomplishment). Living well is truly an accomplishment.
Life is to be lived, not to be observed. Life does seem to speed by fast like an unstoppable train, but we can still admire the scenery, and we can still live life.
I will not be the all-time loser, and I will see this train ride to the end of the line; getting off early is not an option.
11.4.08
"Your mother was a hamster, and your father smelled of elderberries.."
Elderberries are an interesting fruit, and I find that I myself quite like elderberry jam, as well as other elderberry products. They are also interesting because if you eat them uncooked, they are mildly poisonous (they contain a mild amount of cyanide which is destroyed by cooking). The elderflower is also used to create herbal teas, or a form of syrup from which a drink may be brewed (alcoholic or non). Elderflower Herbal Tea is said to be a remedy for both fevers and colds (although I'm sure this is debatable by some federal administration).
Historically the plant holds a special place in folklore because it has the ability to ward off evil (and evil influences such as witches), which by me makes it very intriguing; often in some subliminal way there is reason for a folk legend's reasoning.
I have been thinking about planting an elderberry plant along with a slew of currant bushes, I think it would add very nicely to my plant retinue. As far as berries go, the elderberry is an attractive one, and in my opinion can be a great addition to any yard/garden.
Elderberries have many amazing health properties to them, but the health benefits of elderberries are best summed up in someone elses words, so if you are curious about their health benefits, you'll want to read the following article accessible below.
http://content.herbalgram.org/iherb/HerbalGram/articleview.asp?a=2286
10.4.08
The Currant Summer
Success! Today I spoke with the Currant Company out of New York, and I think they will be the company that I purchase my currant bushes from. They have all of the varieties that I'm looking for (black, red, white, and pink), and it sounds like that their bushes are a bit further along than what I would be getting out of Oregon. Not only that, but they are cheaper.
I have discovered the reason why I was unsuccessful in last year's crop of bushes. The main reason is because I kept them inside, as far as I can see that is. In order for currant bushes to be successful, they need a certain amount of cold time a year, otherwise they don't build strong root systems, and ultimately aren't very healthy. Because I kept them in the house, they never received that “down time” since they were kept at a fairly constant temperature of 65 degrees or warmer. This year I will be planting them outside, so I hope for much success indeed.
As a closing note, here is some information (and it may just be a repeat of information I wrote about earlier, but I hope it provides some new insight into the power of these fruits) about Black currants as quoted from the Currant Company website: “Black Currants are the king of berries with more than twice the antioxidants of blueberries, 4 times the Vitamin C of oranges, more potassium than bananas, and a cache of iron, calcium, magnesium and manganese.”
I have discovered the reason why I was unsuccessful in last year's crop of bushes. The main reason is because I kept them inside, as far as I can see that is. In order for currant bushes to be successful, they need a certain amount of cold time a year, otherwise they don't build strong root systems, and ultimately aren't very healthy. Because I kept them in the house, they never received that “down time” since they were kept at a fairly constant temperature of 65 degrees or warmer. This year I will be planting them outside, so I hope for much success indeed.
As a closing note, here is some information (and it may just be a repeat of information I wrote about earlier, but I hope it provides some new insight into the power of these fruits) about Black currants as quoted from the Currant Company website: “Black Currants are the king of berries with more than twice the antioxidants of blueberries, 4 times the Vitamin C of oranges, more potassium than bananas, and a cache of iron, calcium, magnesium and manganese.”
Lawnmowers and Landscaping
Yesterday I met with a good friend of mine to discuss becoming his business partner on a project of his. He has started a lawnmowing/landscaping business, and he wants someone to come on board with him to balance out the load. The job is starting to take place just on saturdays, so it won't interfere with either of our 9-5 work schedules.
He and I are both hoping that this will turn into something worthwhile and that isn't just a big pain. I don't really like the idea of my saturdays being eaten up by mowing lawns, but if it can get me ahead I need to just do it and quit being such a lazy bollocks.
He is hoping that within the next couple years it will really take off and that we'll do it full time, and then not work in the off season (that would be nice for school potentially, or taking vacations, writing, etc.). I don't love outdoor work, but I'll be honest, it may be a nice change from being a desk monkey.
He and I are both hoping that this will turn into something worthwhile and that isn't just a big pain. I don't really like the idea of my saturdays being eaten up by mowing lawns, but if it can get me ahead I need to just do it and quit being such a lazy bollocks.
He is hoping that within the next couple years it will really take off and that we'll do it full time, and then not work in the off season (that would be nice for school potentially, or taking vacations, writing, etc.). I don't love outdoor work, but I'll be honest, it may be a nice change from being a desk monkey.
9.4.08
Money
"Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay and you're O.K.
Money, it's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
A new car, caviar, four star daydream
Think I'll buy me a football team" - Pink Floyd
I hate money. I love money. It is both what makes and breaks my existance. I almost feel like my habit of spending quite a fair amount of money on media is my attempt on some subliminal level to compensate for my hatred of the dreary and dead-end job I currently operate in every day. I could be in school getting a degree, earning potential to make more money, but instead I'm working at this place where I am going nowhere, and just earning enough to "enjoy" my
habits. Satisfying the now is something I need to work on curbing
(lets say by the end of May, I think I'll try to cut down to just cds after that).
Cheers to you money, you're a bastard.
Get a good job with more pay and you're O.K.
Money, it's a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
A new car, caviar, four star daydream
Think I'll buy me a football team" - Pink Floyd
I hate money. I love money. It is both what makes and breaks my existance. I almost feel like my habit of spending quite a fair amount of money on media is my attempt on some subliminal level to compensate for my hatred of the dreary and dead-end job I currently operate in every day. I could be in school getting a degree, earning potential to make more money, but instead I'm working at this place where I am going nowhere, and just earning enough to "enjoy" my
habits. Satisfying the now is something I need to work on curbing
(lets say by the end of May, I think I'll try to cut down to just cds after that).
Cheers to you money, you're a bastard.
7.4.08
On Writing - Vinisje
I have actually started writing a new piece of fiction as of last week, and I'm hoping for some writing success. So far I am onto my third page single spaced, which is a good sign, and I'm not overly bored with my subject matter. The tentative title of the current piece of work is Vinisje (this will more than likely not be a final title, merely something to identify it by), which is pronounced VINN ISS YEEY (pronunciation always is subject to change as well, although I think I'm pretty satisfied with the current pronunciation).
For this story I am creating a new culture in my pantheon of stories, and so far I'm enjoying it. Nothing is too terribly well developed(as far as my development process goes), but ideas, rumours, and plots are forming in my mind. I think this will be a fun story, and hopefully the story I am trying to tell with it will be clear. I'm not giving very many details here, because maybe, just maybe, someone else but me will read it someday (and I'd rather not spoil it).
For this story I am creating a new culture in my pantheon of stories, and so far I'm enjoying it. Nothing is too terribly well developed(as far as my development process goes), but ideas, rumours, and plots are forming in my mind. I think this will be a fun story, and hopefully the story I am trying to tell with it will be clear. I'm not giving very many details here, because maybe, just maybe, someone else but me will read it someday (and I'd rather not spoil it).
This Month - More Entries
So this month I have decided to write more than I have ever written on this thing before; more entries that is. As far as blogs go, I write very long entries, so I'm going to try to write shorter ones, although I won't guarantee anything. If I am truly trying to chronicle events (and ideas) in my life, then I certainly need to write more than an average of 4 entries per month.
4.3.08
Lyric and Commitment
This morning on the way to work a poem/lyrics formed in my brain. I don't know how much I even like it, or if its even good, but its better to write it down than to just pass it off as trash (I'd like to think it has at least something redeeming). What came to me goes as thus (in a very rough draft):
I'm tired of your tired refusal, to just accept the facts,
you know that you're wrong, and I know that you're wrong,
nobody is winning anymore,
this won't be one of those cute stories,
filled with fluff and faeries,
because here we stand in the gritty reality,
where nothing ever changes, another wasted day.
Its somewhat a stream of consciousness, attempting to sort through some subliminal thought. I don't feel that its complete, but I think it's trying to say something. I imagine it really is talking about refusal to change, and problems with committing to a long term goal, something greater than nothing.
A little bit on the same subject, today I've decided I'm ready to commit. I think as of late I've had commitment issues (and probably always will). Not relationship commitment issues, but life issues. Right now I'm basically uncommitted in just about everything except for being married which is very important to me (one anchor in a windswept sea). As far as life issues go though, there isn't much I'm committed in. I work in a dead end job, in which I can't permanently remain there and be able to support life in the long run. It isn't something I could be happy in for the rest of my life, period. Yes, I know work isn't necessarily supposed to be pleasurable, enjoyable, or fun, but even if its none of the above, it should lead somewhere. Dead end jobs are ridiculous.
I think some of my problem is that I become too comfortable being mediocre. I have issues with the word comfortable, because it seems to be one of my main objectives within this life. It is just fine and dandy to want to be comfortable, but when you don't get out of your shell anymore it becomes a major issue. I often find myself falling into this position, this lull of pacification, this mediocrity. To be comfortable to the point of non-progression is dangerous. It becomes stifling and immobilizing. It is depressing.
Currently I'm too comfortable in many things. First comes church. I'm far too comfortable being the lazy idiot who only bothers to go to one meeting, and don't put out any effort to do what I'm really supposed to do. Amazingly I'm actually doing fine on tithing this year, and I haven't missed a week yet, but everything else leaves something to be desired. I haven't made any effort to meet anyone in the ward (which would help), go to priesthood meeting, fulfill my calling as a home teacher, or do anything that takes ANY effort period. Church is something that I need to recommit myself to, otherwise I'll end up getting nowhere with it.
School is something else I need to recommit myself to. I am tired of working this two bit job, and in order to go back to school it will take some sacrifice. I won't be able to buy all of these movies, these books, these games. In reality they really aren't important; 50, even 10 years from now they may be obsolete (does that make me obsolete? I hope not). Is there momentary enjoyment worth it? To an extent yes, they do help me relax and cool down, but for heavens sake, I could be getting a degree instead of watching someone else be rich. I'm a huge consumer, which in this consumer society just makes others rich. Of course, there is no point in being rich if you don't consume at least a little. Anyway, I'm getting off on a tangent, this isn't my point. I will always buy these sorts of things, because I ENJOY these things, and they make my life more pleasurable. What I just need to commit to is the idea that if I hold off for now, it will be better later. It's a true statement, I just have a hard time committing to the principle (which needs to change).
When it comes to writing, as of I've said previously here, I am not lacking in ideas. I am lacking in execution, in committing to the story enough to sit down and write it. It is what I need to do, these stories will die with me, and I'd prefer that they didn't die. I need to commit to writing, to telling these stories, so I'm not the only one who can enjoy them, and so that people can hear what I have to say, who I was, what I was about.
In order for me to succeed I need to recommit myself to life, and to living my life like I'd like it to be lived. Choices and commitments that in mediocrity I am unwilling to make need to be made.
I am not someone lacking in passion or motivation. I am someone lacking in commitment, and I must change, I must commit to living life, and not be someone who is comfortable letting it pass me by.
I'm tired of your tired refusal, to just accept the facts,
you know that you're wrong, and I know that you're wrong,
nobody is winning anymore,
this won't be one of those cute stories,
filled with fluff and faeries,
because here we stand in the gritty reality,
where nothing ever changes, another wasted day.
Its somewhat a stream of consciousness, attempting to sort through some subliminal thought. I don't feel that its complete, but I think it's trying to say something. I imagine it really is talking about refusal to change, and problems with committing to a long term goal, something greater than nothing.
A little bit on the same subject, today I've decided I'm ready to commit. I think as of late I've had commitment issues (and probably always will). Not relationship commitment issues, but life issues. Right now I'm basically uncommitted in just about everything except for being married which is very important to me (one anchor in a windswept sea). As far as life issues go though, there isn't much I'm committed in. I work in a dead end job, in which I can't permanently remain there and be able to support life in the long run. It isn't something I could be happy in for the rest of my life, period. Yes, I know work isn't necessarily supposed to be pleasurable, enjoyable, or fun, but even if its none of the above, it should lead somewhere. Dead end jobs are ridiculous.
I think some of my problem is that I become too comfortable being mediocre. I have issues with the word comfortable, because it seems to be one of my main objectives within this life. It is just fine and dandy to want to be comfortable, but when you don't get out of your shell anymore it becomes a major issue. I often find myself falling into this position, this lull of pacification, this mediocrity. To be comfortable to the point of non-progression is dangerous. It becomes stifling and immobilizing. It is depressing.
Currently I'm too comfortable in many things. First comes church. I'm far too comfortable being the lazy idiot who only bothers to go to one meeting, and don't put out any effort to do what I'm really supposed to do. Amazingly I'm actually doing fine on tithing this year, and I haven't missed a week yet, but everything else leaves something to be desired. I haven't made any effort to meet anyone in the ward (which would help), go to priesthood meeting, fulfill my calling as a home teacher, or do anything that takes ANY effort period. Church is something that I need to recommit myself to, otherwise I'll end up getting nowhere with it.
School is something else I need to recommit myself to. I am tired of working this two bit job, and in order to go back to school it will take some sacrifice. I won't be able to buy all of these movies, these books, these games. In reality they really aren't important; 50, even 10 years from now they may be obsolete (does that make me obsolete? I hope not). Is there momentary enjoyment worth it? To an extent yes, they do help me relax and cool down, but for heavens sake, I could be getting a degree instead of watching someone else be rich. I'm a huge consumer, which in this consumer society just makes others rich. Of course, there is no point in being rich if you don't consume at least a little. Anyway, I'm getting off on a tangent, this isn't my point. I will always buy these sorts of things, because I ENJOY these things, and they make my life more pleasurable. What I just need to commit to is the idea that if I hold off for now, it will be better later. It's a true statement, I just have a hard time committing to the principle (which needs to change).
When it comes to writing, as of I've said previously here, I am not lacking in ideas. I am lacking in execution, in committing to the story enough to sit down and write it. It is what I need to do, these stories will die with me, and I'd prefer that they didn't die. I need to commit to writing, to telling these stories, so I'm not the only one who can enjoy them, and so that people can hear what I have to say, who I was, what I was about.
In order for me to succeed I need to recommit myself to life, and to living my life like I'd like it to be lived. Choices and commitments that in mediocrity I am unwilling to make need to be made.
I am not someone lacking in passion or motivation. I am someone lacking in commitment, and I must change, I must commit to living life, and not be someone who is comfortable letting it pass me by.
29.2.08
Rabbits
I enjoy rabbits, and they have been on my mind as of late. They are one of my favorite animals, and I miss having one, so maybe, just maybe I'll get one. I could use it for the garden I plan to plant, and rabbits are always enjoyable to have out and about in the yard hopping around. I usually like the rex variety of rabbits best, their fur is amazing. It is also the season to get a rabbit, especially with the early Easter coming up. We just will have to see what happens when the time comes.
24.2.08
Movie Picks 2007
In light and in spirit of the academy awards that happened this evening, I've decided to sit down and pick the best and worst movies I saw for the movie year of 2007. So, lets start with what I consider is the worst movie I saw last year:
Suckiest Film - Evan Almighty
For the most part, I like Steve Carrell, and I usually like the films he is in. But for me, this movie was a resounding disaster. I HATED THIS FILM, which is rarity for me. I thought the execution of the movie was wretched, and the story left me wanting. I wish I hadn't seen it. So, with the greatest of respect for the filmmakers who decided to create this utter drivel, I humbly award Evan Almighty with my Suckiest Movie Film of 2007 award.
Runner up: Spiderman 3
Best Fantasy Film - Stardust
For me by far the best fantasy film of 2007 was Stardust hands down. I enjoyed the whole movie. It definitely had its cornier moments, but being a romantic/fantasy/comedy, those will exist and are perfectly tolerable. I recommend this movie, and feel it deserves my Best Fantasy Film acknowledgement.
Runners up: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, The Golden Compass
Best Romantic Comedy - Music and Lyrics
I'm a Hugh Grant fan, and I've liked almost every movie I've seen him in. Music and Lyrics was no exception. I especially enjoyed the fabricated 80's pop featured as background for Hugh's character. I loved this film.
Best Drama - There Will Be Blood
Daniel Day-Lewis always does an amazing job, and he did another amazing job in this movie. But it wasn't only him, the movie was packed with great acting jobs from the entire cast. Visually the movie is stunning, and real depth is created by the Jonny Greenwood score. This film I recommend highly.
Best Sequel - Live Free or Die Hard
Yes, the movie isn't completely realistic, but that isn't why you go to an action movie. You go to an action movie to see action, and this movie had plenty. It was good to see Bruce Willis reprise the role of John McClane. Hopefully there will be another one.
Worst Sequel - Spiderman 3
This was another movie that was a major disappointment. Going into the movie I assumed that it would have held to the same standards as the previous two (the cast and crew remained much the same), but it wasn't so. I left this movie with a bad taste in my mouth. The entire middle portion of the movie was pathetic, and Spiderman's "evil" persona was even more pathetic. I can't believe they're going to make more, let us just hope that they will be better.
Runner up: Evan Almighty
Best Period Piece - Elizabeth the Golden Age
I really enjoyed the first Elizabeth, and it was no different for me for this second helping. The costume designs were superb, the cinematography gorgeous, and the acting most excellent. Go see this one, but watch the first one first.
Runners up: The Wind that Shakes the Barley, Sweeney Todd
Best Musical - Sweeney Todd
I've never partaken of Sweeney Todd on stage, but I rather enjoyed this adaptation by Tim Burton. The movie was visually entertaining, and the dark palette of colors was very suiting to the production. If you enjoy Tim Burton's work, or Johnny Depp's for that matter, see this film.
Best Independent Film - Once
This film came as a surprise to me, and unfortunately I was unable to see it in theaters. Upon its release I purchased the movie, and fell in love with it. I am a great fan of Irish Cinema, and this piece of cinematic poetry should be held in great esteem.
Best Comedy - Hot Fuzz
I loved Hot Fuzz, just like I loved Shaun of the Dead. Peggy, Frost, and Edgar as usual were right on with this film. I feel that it is the perfect infusion of action/comedy, and the timing in this movie to me verged on flawless. I really loved this film.
Best Film - There Will Be Blood
I've pretty much given my praise under the best drama heading, but just to repeat myself, this movie was fantastic.
So, that pretty much somes up my favorite and least favorite films of the past year. If I come up with anymore movie opinions, I'll be pretty sure to throw them down here.
Suckiest Film - Evan Almighty
For the most part, I like Steve Carrell, and I usually like the films he is in. But for me, this movie was a resounding disaster. I HATED THIS FILM, which is rarity for me. I thought the execution of the movie was wretched, and the story left me wanting. I wish I hadn't seen it. So, with the greatest of respect for the filmmakers who decided to create this utter drivel, I humbly award Evan Almighty with my Suckiest Movie Film of 2007 award.
Runner up: Spiderman 3
Best Fantasy Film - Stardust
For me by far the best fantasy film of 2007 was Stardust hands down. I enjoyed the whole movie. It definitely had its cornier moments, but being a romantic/fantasy/comedy, those will exist and are perfectly tolerable. I recommend this movie, and feel it deserves my Best Fantasy Film acknowledgement.
Runners up: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, The Golden Compass
Best Romantic Comedy - Music and Lyrics
I'm a Hugh Grant fan, and I've liked almost every movie I've seen him in. Music and Lyrics was no exception. I especially enjoyed the fabricated 80's pop featured as background for Hugh's character. I loved this film.
Best Drama - There Will Be Blood
Daniel Day-Lewis always does an amazing job, and he did another amazing job in this movie. But it wasn't only him, the movie was packed with great acting jobs from the entire cast. Visually the movie is stunning, and real depth is created by the Jonny Greenwood score. This film I recommend highly.
Best Sequel - Live Free or Die Hard
Yes, the movie isn't completely realistic, but that isn't why you go to an action movie. You go to an action movie to see action, and this movie had plenty. It was good to see Bruce Willis reprise the role of John McClane. Hopefully there will be another one.
Worst Sequel - Spiderman 3
This was another movie that was a major disappointment. Going into the movie I assumed that it would have held to the same standards as the previous two (the cast and crew remained much the same), but it wasn't so. I left this movie with a bad taste in my mouth. The entire middle portion of the movie was pathetic, and Spiderman's "evil" persona was even more pathetic. I can't believe they're going to make more, let us just hope that they will be better.
Runner up: Evan Almighty
Best Period Piece - Elizabeth the Golden Age
I really enjoyed the first Elizabeth, and it was no different for me for this second helping. The costume designs were superb, the cinematography gorgeous, and the acting most excellent. Go see this one, but watch the first one first.
Runners up: The Wind that Shakes the Barley, Sweeney Todd
Best Musical - Sweeney Todd
I've never partaken of Sweeney Todd on stage, but I rather enjoyed this adaptation by Tim Burton. The movie was visually entertaining, and the dark palette of colors was very suiting to the production. If you enjoy Tim Burton's work, or Johnny Depp's for that matter, see this film.
Best Independent Film - Once
This film came as a surprise to me, and unfortunately I was unable to see it in theaters. Upon its release I purchased the movie, and fell in love with it. I am a great fan of Irish Cinema, and this piece of cinematic poetry should be held in great esteem.
Best Comedy - Hot Fuzz
I loved Hot Fuzz, just like I loved Shaun of the Dead. Peggy, Frost, and Edgar as usual were right on with this film. I feel that it is the perfect infusion of action/comedy, and the timing in this movie to me verged on flawless. I really loved this film.
Best Film - There Will Be Blood
I've pretty much given my praise under the best drama heading, but just to repeat myself, this movie was fantastic.
So, that pretty much somes up my favorite and least favorite films of the past year. If I come up with anymore movie opinions, I'll be pretty sure to throw them down here.
21.2.08
RU: The Bell Tower
The Bell tower for my university (the main bell tower at least) is a completely free standing structure located near the center of the campus. There are no doors located at the bottom, all entrances to the bell tower are located underground. There is a visitor entrance that can be accessed, and guided tours are given daily.
The architectural style of the bell tower is predominantly late Gothic, with little or no visual cues from other styles of architecture. The gallery (tunnel) that leads into the base of the tower however, is done with Romanesque style arches and barrel vaults, which gives it a more earthly feel than the tower itself.
The Tower Gallery can be used for a number of things, and can often be seen being utilized for university displays for visitors. The Tower Gallery is 365 feet long representing the Gregorian year, and the binding of modernity to the of the past. There are smaller side galleries that are used primarily for the art of aging cheese, but for the most part these are not accessible by the public.
The tower itself is constructed predominantly of black granite. The exterior will be mostly Korpilahden Musta (from Finland), Hohwald (from Germany), and Lanhelin (from France). Lanhelin granite is of a grey color, and is used less than the other two black granites. The underground gallery that leads into the base of the structure is done primarily in Alberga (from Sweden), which is a reddish grey color of granite. I've included picture samples of all four in order below:
The architectural style of the bell tower is predominantly late Gothic, with little or no visual cues from other styles of architecture. The gallery (tunnel) that leads into the base of the tower however, is done with Romanesque style arches and barrel vaults, which gives it a more earthly feel than the tower itself.
The Tower Gallery can be used for a number of things, and can often be seen being utilized for university displays for visitors. The Tower Gallery is 365 feet long representing the Gregorian year, and the binding of modernity to the of the past. There are smaller side galleries that are used primarily for the art of aging cheese, but for the most part these are not accessible by the public.
The tower itself is constructed predominantly of black granite. The exterior will be mostly Korpilahden Musta (from Finland), Hohwald (from Germany), and Lanhelin (from France). Lanhelin granite is of a grey color, and is used less than the other two black granites. The underground gallery that leads into the base of the structure is done primarily in Alberga (from Sweden), which is a reddish grey color of granite. I've included picture samples of all four in order below:
The tower itself is 377 ft. tall, making it appear as a truly powerful and ethereal looking structure. The height is inspired by the number of days in the average intercalary year in the Julian Calendar. Since the tower is a mostly medieval structure, it seems appropriate to use the intercalary year is a model, vs. the average year in Gregorian time.
The appearance of the tower is inspired from several historic buildings (specifically their bell towers, or front facades). Some of these structures include the Notre Dame de Strasbourg, York Minster, Cologne Cathedral, and the Duomo di Milano.
To reach the top of the tower, there are two narrow spiral staircases built into the stone. When tourists are allowed within the tower, one staircase is used for the ascent and the other is used for descent in order to create an efficient flow of foot traffic. The roof/roof facade is quite similar to that of the bell towers of York Minster. Unlike York Minster, the top of the tower does not have one set of windows, but three on each face (much like Notre Dame de Strasbourg).
The tower has a number of bells. The largest bell weighs in at around 11 tons. There are a number of smaller 3 ton bells, and then a fixture of much smaller chiming bells which are used more for playing music. The smallest of the bells are played using a clavier, while the large bells are done in a more typical fashion.
Tower Dimensions:
-77 ft. wide, each side
-377 ft. tall
The Tower Gallery:
- 365 ft. long
-50 ft. wide
-17.5 ft. tall
The appearance of the tower is inspired from several historic buildings (specifically their bell towers, or front facades). Some of these structures include the Notre Dame de Strasbourg, York Minster, Cologne Cathedral, and the Duomo di Milano.
To reach the top of the tower, there are two narrow spiral staircases built into the stone. When tourists are allowed within the tower, one staircase is used for the ascent and the other is used for descent in order to create an efficient flow of foot traffic. The roof/roof facade is quite similar to that of the bell towers of York Minster. Unlike York Minster, the top of the tower does not have one set of windows, but three on each face (much like Notre Dame de Strasbourg).
The tower has a number of bells. The largest bell weighs in at around 11 tons. There are a number of smaller 3 ton bells, and then a fixture of much smaller chiming bells which are used more for playing music. The smallest of the bells are played using a clavier, while the large bells are done in a more typical fashion.
Tower Dimensions:
-77 ft. wide, each side
-377 ft. tall
The Tower Gallery:
- 365 ft. long
-50 ft. wide
-17.5 ft. tall
RU: Administration Building
For some years now, I've been designing my own University, and I've decided to finally write down some of the ideas so they don't get lost. The first building I thought I'd do a write up on is the University Administration Building, which is located at the central hub of the University (The University grounds are laid out in a perfect circle with a diameter of 2 miles, the Administration Building is located in the very center).
On first glance, when you head for the main doors of the UAB the building appears to be 12 stories high. The front facade is is columned with ionic columns up to the roof which has a slight overhang (no more than a few feet). The general style of the building is Georgian/Baroque, and is meant to evoke a feeling of authority and prestige. The roof has a very gentle slope, and is barely visible above the facade portion of the overhang.
Each floor of the building is roughly 12.5 feet tall (except the ground floor which is taller), and the portion of the building you see visible from the facade overall is roughly 175 feet tall (from floor to ceiling). Upon entering the building you will notice that the floor is done in marble. Above your head the ceiling for the first 30 feet is vaulted to a height of17.5 feet, and then once you are past the initial 30 feet of the building you enter into the truly vaulted expanse. When you enter the main hall portion, the building is vaulted floor to ceiling, a full 175 feet in height. The ceiling is decorated with paintings meant to evoke the grandeur of the sun. Looking up from the ground floor you can see each floor supported with columns and surrounded with railings. Each floor looks out on the expanse of the main hall. Directly across from the main entrance on the other end of the building, there is a series of windows made into one massive glass pane that looks out from the building, it extends to the ceiling as well.
The upper floors are setup in an elongated U shape with squared corners, so that no floor interferes with the view out the grand window, and that all floors do not interfere with the view from the lobby floor to the ceiling. There is a hallway on each upper floor that goes around the inside edge of the floor, which is approximately 10 feet wide, and which opens out to the vaulted chamber. The halls are decorated with columns (both decoration and support) and marble railings around the outer edge, and are done with stone panels on their inner edge of the walls. Since it is an administration building, there are indoor windows on some of the offices, but they are done tastefully and etched in stone. Lighting is recessed in the hallway ceilings, so as to not interfere with the focus on the glory of the building.
The vaulted space of the building is 45 feet wide, and the office space on each floor including the hallway is 30 feet wide (20 feet width for the offices). Windows on the exterior of the building are set between the columns, and are numerous as to provide plenty of light for the offices. For the most part besides the post-modern style glass that encompasses the far end of the building, the rest of the building is truly done in a fairly baroque style of architecture.
For the most part, that encompasses half the building. As I said previously in this note, this is what you see from the front facade. If you are looking from the other side of the building, the picture is much different. The building from the "glassed" side is actually 24 stories tall. When you enter from the front of the building, there are staircases both to the left and right of the entry that go down to another level. The level it goes down to is the "second" building. This part of the building does not have windows on the exterior except for the far end (as that it is mostly underground). The 12th story of the underbuilding is as tall as the first story of the upper building. The first story of the underbuilding is the same height as the twelfth (unlike the upper building, where the 12th is much smaller than the first story).
The underbuilding has the same basic layout as the upper building, and is done in the same style. The ceiling is decorated in a motif that evokes the glory of the moon and stars. The front doors to the underbuilding, are on the very bottom floor built into the glass. They open into the bottom of a great amphitheater which is twelve stories tall. to the left and right of glass facade is a great stone wall, which goes the width of the ampitheater. The amphitheater is there primarily to serve university gatherings, or events. Being 12 stories deep, it holds more than its fare share of people.
The upper building mainly houses administration offices for staff and various departments. The under building is provided mainly for student body administration purposes. Near where the front facade would be on the lower portion of the building is one of the University's underground rail stations, as well as access to the university tunnel system. There is also access located on the twelfth floor.
The dimensions of the building are the following approximations:
- 105 ft. wide
- 240 ft. long
- 360 ft. tall
The dimensions of the amphitheater are the following approximations:
- 315 ft. wide
- 185 ft. deep
For a general reference of the architectural style of the building, here are some images of buildings that usual similar architectural cues (please note, these are just to give a general idea, not all cues are taken):
On first glance, when you head for the main doors of the UAB the building appears to be 12 stories high. The front facade is is columned with ionic columns up to the roof which has a slight overhang (no more than a few feet). The general style of the building is Georgian/Baroque, and is meant to evoke a feeling of authority and prestige. The roof has a very gentle slope, and is barely visible above the facade portion of the overhang.
Each floor of the building is roughly 12.5 feet tall (except the ground floor which is taller), and the portion of the building you see visible from the facade overall is roughly 175 feet tall (from floor to ceiling). Upon entering the building you will notice that the floor is done in marble. Above your head the ceiling for the first 30 feet is vaulted to a height of17.5 feet, and then once you are past the initial 30 feet of the building you enter into the truly vaulted expanse. When you enter the main hall portion, the building is vaulted floor to ceiling, a full 175 feet in height. The ceiling is decorated with paintings meant to evoke the grandeur of the sun. Looking up from the ground floor you can see each floor supported with columns and surrounded with railings. Each floor looks out on the expanse of the main hall. Directly across from the main entrance on the other end of the building, there is a series of windows made into one massive glass pane that looks out from the building, it extends to the ceiling as well.
The upper floors are setup in an elongated U shape with squared corners, so that no floor interferes with the view out the grand window, and that all floors do not interfere with the view from the lobby floor to the ceiling. There is a hallway on each upper floor that goes around the inside edge of the floor, which is approximately 10 feet wide, and which opens out to the vaulted chamber. The halls are decorated with columns (both decoration and support) and marble railings around the outer edge, and are done with stone panels on their inner edge of the walls. Since it is an administration building, there are indoor windows on some of the offices, but they are done tastefully and etched in stone. Lighting is recessed in the hallway ceilings, so as to not interfere with the focus on the glory of the building.
The vaulted space of the building is 45 feet wide, and the office space on each floor including the hallway is 30 feet wide (20 feet width for the offices). Windows on the exterior of the building are set between the columns, and are numerous as to provide plenty of light for the offices. For the most part besides the post-modern style glass that encompasses the far end of the building, the rest of the building is truly done in a fairly baroque style of architecture.
For the most part, that encompasses half the building. As I said previously in this note, this is what you see from the front facade. If you are looking from the other side of the building, the picture is much different. The building from the "glassed" side is actually 24 stories tall. When you enter from the front of the building, there are staircases both to the left and right of the entry that go down to another level. The level it goes down to is the "second" building. This part of the building does not have windows on the exterior except for the far end (as that it is mostly underground). The 12th story of the underbuilding is as tall as the first story of the upper building. The first story of the underbuilding is the same height as the twelfth (unlike the upper building, where the 12th is much smaller than the first story).
The underbuilding has the same basic layout as the upper building, and is done in the same style. The ceiling is decorated in a motif that evokes the glory of the moon and stars. The front doors to the underbuilding, are on the very bottom floor built into the glass. They open into the bottom of a great amphitheater which is twelve stories tall. to the left and right of glass facade is a great stone wall, which goes the width of the ampitheater. The amphitheater is there primarily to serve university gatherings, or events. Being 12 stories deep, it holds more than its fare share of people.
The upper building mainly houses administration offices for staff and various departments. The under building is provided mainly for student body administration purposes. Near where the front facade would be on the lower portion of the building is one of the University's underground rail stations, as well as access to the university tunnel system. There is also access located on the twelfth floor.
The dimensions of the building are the following approximations:
- 105 ft. wide
- 240 ft. long
- 360 ft. tall
The dimensions of the amphitheater are the following approximations:
- 315 ft. wide
- 185 ft. deep
For a general reference of the architectural style of the building, here are some images of buildings that usual similar architectural cues (please note, these are just to give a general idea, not all cues are taken):
17.2.08
Goals
Since I've been meandering away my time far too much, I've decided to put finger to key and write down some goals that I need to achieve. I've been really very lax as far as accomplishing anything as of late, so I'm hoping this will help. Some of these goals will be every day goals, whereas others will be long term (and all should help me in self improvement).
Goals:
1. Read a minimum of 50 pages a day (this should be easy, I waste far too much time on TV).
2. Read at least 1 chapter of scriptures every day.
3. Do cardio for at least 30 minutes, at least 4 times a week.
4. Do calisthenics at least 5 times a week.
5. Eat at least one piece of fruit 5 times a week.
6. Get readmitted to BYU, and go back to school.
6a. Get ecclesiastical endorsement.
6b. Do Academic warning paperwork and submit it.
6c. Meet with counselor at BYU to review paperwork.
NOTE: If for some reason BYU turns out that it is not an option, it is imperative that I go to school. In this instance I need to attempt to get into UVU as my alternative (although I'd much rather return to BYU).
7. Pay a full tithe (so far this year I have done pretty, pretty good I think, I just need to keep it up).
8. Finish my HEPE Independent Study course by the May deadline (07 May 2008).
9. Start writing some of my stories.
10. Return to Europe by 2011 (this one is somewhat iffy, but if I write it down its more likely to happen).
I think this is a reasonable starting place as far as goals are concerned, but I hope to add more as I go. I'll probably post updates on these goals here just to help keep myself on track (which is not something I have a very easy time of doing). I will begin with these as of tomorrow (today rather, but I don't consider it the next day until I've gone to sleep), and I am going to try to plan on being successful. C'est la vie.
Goals:
1. Read a minimum of 50 pages a day (this should be easy, I waste far too much time on TV).
2. Read at least 1 chapter of scriptures every day.
3. Do cardio for at least 30 minutes, at least 4 times a week.
4. Do calisthenics at least 5 times a week.
5. Eat at least one piece of fruit 5 times a week.
6. Get readmitted to BYU, and go back to school.
6a. Get ecclesiastical endorsement.
6b. Do Academic warning paperwork and submit it.
6c. Meet with counselor at BYU to review paperwork.
NOTE: If for some reason BYU turns out that it is not an option, it is imperative that I go to school. In this instance I need to attempt to get into UVU as my alternative (although I'd much rather return to BYU).
7. Pay a full tithe (so far this year I have done pretty, pretty good I think, I just need to keep it up).
8. Finish my HEPE Independent Study course by the May deadline (07 May 2008).
9. Start writing some of my stories.
10. Return to Europe by 2011 (this one is somewhat iffy, but if I write it down its more likely to happen).
I think this is a reasonable starting place as far as goals are concerned, but I hope to add more as I go. I'll probably post updates on these goals here just to help keep myself on track (which is not something I have a very easy time of doing). I will begin with these as of tomorrow (today rather, but I don't consider it the next day until I've gone to sleep), and I am going to try to plan on being successful. C'est la vie.
28.1.08
Am Samstag
I meant to do a write up on Saturday, the 26th, but haven't been able to do so until today, so that is what I'm doing.
First things first; Liberty Heights Fresh met my expectations. It was a lovely little market filled with a menagerie of different foods which included lots of fresh vegetables, fruits, juices, a variety of olive oils, vinegars, spices, fresh bread, and last but not least, cheese.
I spoke with the person in charge of the cheese area of the shop at length, and we were able to try a variety of cheeses. The Caerphilly was an especially excellent cheese, and they have a particular variety that is aged more than most. They also had a good variety of blue cheeses, which I'm usually not as large of a fan, but may become one (they had some good ones, my previous introduction to blue cheese wasn't a very good one). I also liked the Mimolette, which is somewhat similar to an Edam, but is very much its own cheese. Double Gouda was a favorite of mine as well, it was very rich, and very wonderful. They also had an amazing cheddar, a true, blue veined English variety (much better than the tripe you find in grocery stores). I hope to return there soon.
Upon checking out, I procured multiple cheeses, some of which I have already mentioned, as well as black currant juice (drinking and cooking, what a treat), a fresh loaf of bread, and some fresh red currants. I was very surprised that they had fresh red currants.
The next stop we made was at Wild Oats Marketplace. As usual, it was fun to go there, but this time I didn't purchase anything (I almost purchased a cheddar with cranberries in it though).
We then ate at the Trolley Square Spaghetti Factory which was good as usual. I had the Spinach Tortellini which is my favorite dish there.
Sam Weller's Bookstore was next, and unfortunately they didn't have the volume I was looking for. Luckily, Siegfried's (a German Delicatessen) was just a block away, so we ran in there. I purchased some Haribo candy, Saurer Apfels, and a bottle of red currant preserves. It was worth the walk.
Tony Caputo's was where we went next, it was fantastic as usual. I didn't purchase any cheese, but Jonni purchased an amazing Balsamic Vinegar (aged 12 years), which has more flavor than any other Balsamic Vinegar I have tried.
We went to the Gateway, and ventured through Urban Outfitters. They had nice clothing, but it was out of my usual price range. I then ventured to Barnes and Noble while Jonni went to Forever 21.
After we left Salt Lake City proper, we visited Jonni's family for awhile. We then went to Ikea, and browsed through the furniture. I was able to find a desk that I plan to purchase after I receive my tax return. It will be nice to have an actual desk. We ate at the Ikea Cafe, and it was good, except for the Lingonberry Cake. It wasn't very representative of how great Lingonberries are. I purchased a cheese cutter, and a spatula. After Ikea, we headed home. Overall, it was a very satisfying day, and a very tiring one as well.
First things first; Liberty Heights Fresh met my expectations. It was a lovely little market filled with a menagerie of different foods which included lots of fresh vegetables, fruits, juices, a variety of olive oils, vinegars, spices, fresh bread, and last but not least, cheese.
I spoke with the person in charge of the cheese area of the shop at length, and we were able to try a variety of cheeses. The Caerphilly was an especially excellent cheese, and they have a particular variety that is aged more than most. They also had a good variety of blue cheeses, which I'm usually not as large of a fan, but may become one (they had some good ones, my previous introduction to blue cheese wasn't a very good one). I also liked the Mimolette, which is somewhat similar to an Edam, but is very much its own cheese. Double Gouda was a favorite of mine as well, it was very rich, and very wonderful. They also had an amazing cheddar, a true, blue veined English variety (much better than the tripe you find in grocery stores). I hope to return there soon.
Upon checking out, I procured multiple cheeses, some of which I have already mentioned, as well as black currant juice (drinking and cooking, what a treat), a fresh loaf of bread, and some fresh red currants. I was very surprised that they had fresh red currants.
The next stop we made was at Wild Oats Marketplace. As usual, it was fun to go there, but this time I didn't purchase anything (I almost purchased a cheddar with cranberries in it though).
We then ate at the Trolley Square Spaghetti Factory which was good as usual. I had the Spinach Tortellini which is my favorite dish there.
Sam Weller's Bookstore was next, and unfortunately they didn't have the volume I was looking for. Luckily, Siegfried's (a German Delicatessen) was just a block away, so we ran in there. I purchased some Haribo candy, Saurer Apfels, and a bottle of red currant preserves. It was worth the walk.
Tony Caputo's was where we went next, it was fantastic as usual. I didn't purchase any cheese, but Jonni purchased an amazing Balsamic Vinegar (aged 12 years), which has more flavor than any other Balsamic Vinegar I have tried.
We went to the Gateway, and ventured through Urban Outfitters. They had nice clothing, but it was out of my usual price range. I then ventured to Barnes and Noble while Jonni went to Forever 21.
After we left Salt Lake City proper, we visited Jonni's family for awhile. We then went to Ikea, and browsed through the furniture. I was able to find a desk that I plan to purchase after I receive my tax return. It will be nice to have an actual desk. We ate at the Ikea Cafe, and it was good, except for the Lingonberry Cake. It wasn't very representative of how great Lingonberries are. I purchased a cheese cutter, and a spatula. After Ikea, we headed home. Overall, it was a very satisfying day, and a very tiring one as well.
24.1.08
Exercise II
This is just a brief update on my original posting, Exercise. It has been over a week since I have started, and I have managed to exercise fairly consistently. I have been keeping track of my exercise and food consumption using caloriecount.about.com, and it has worked fairly well so far.
As far as exercise goes, I am doing mainly cardio, with some minor amounts of calisthenics on the side. I have been trying to go running two times a week at least, and then I also use my elliptical bike when I'm not doing that.
So far my weight loss has been pretty successful, since I have lost around 6.5 lbs. I just hope it continues at a reasonable rate, because I want to meet my goal by May 17th.
As far as exercise goes, I am doing mainly cardio, with some minor amounts of calisthenics on the side. I have been trying to go running two times a week at least, and then I also use my elliptical bike when I'm not doing that.
So far my weight loss has been pretty successful, since I have lost around 6.5 lbs. I just hope it continues at a reasonable rate, because I want to meet my goal by May 17th.
23.1.08
Liberty Heights Hopes
This coming Saturday I will be going to a place that I hope to be the solution to my gourmet food needs. I am quite the fancier of fine cheese, bread, preserves, soups, fresh vegetables and fruits... the list goes on.
I was in Barnes and Noble last Saturday, and I stumbled upon a book on cheese itself. While browsing through the pages, I came upon a cheese shop index, and much to my surprise, there it was, "Liberty Heights Fresh". I then looked the place up online, and it appeared what I've been looking for.
For quite some time now, I have been looking for a purveyor of fine food goods. I have had to have my fine food needs satisfied by multiple places, which at times can be quite a chore. Up until this point, my two top choices have been Tony Caputo's (an Italian market, they have a nice cheese selection, but their forte is mainly Italian, which you could guess from them being an Italian market), and Wild Oat's Marketplace (Quite alot of fun stuff there).
I contacted Liberty Heights Fresh on Monday and spoke to the proprietor, Steve Rosenberg. I inquired about a very specific variety of cheese, Caerphilly of Wales. Lo and behold! He had the very item. My hopes are indeed very high for this place, never have I heard of anywhere in Utah carrying a dairy product such as Caerphilly. Another affirmation that this place is sound, is that he let me know that they get fresh currants in the summer sometimes (which is indeed a very exciting prospect). So, here is to high hopes with Liberty Heights Fresh, and to a long and glorious shopping relationship!
I was in Barnes and Noble last Saturday, and I stumbled upon a book on cheese itself. While browsing through the pages, I came upon a cheese shop index, and much to my surprise, there it was, "Liberty Heights Fresh". I then looked the place up online, and it appeared what I've been looking for.
For quite some time now, I have been looking for a purveyor of fine food goods. I have had to have my fine food needs satisfied by multiple places, which at times can be quite a chore. Up until this point, my two top choices have been Tony Caputo's (an Italian market, they have a nice cheese selection, but their forte is mainly Italian, which you could guess from them being an Italian market), and Wild Oat's Marketplace (Quite alot of fun stuff there).
I contacted Liberty Heights Fresh on Monday and spoke to the proprietor, Steve Rosenberg. I inquired about a very specific variety of cheese, Caerphilly of Wales. Lo and behold! He had the very item. My hopes are indeed very high for this place, never have I heard of anywhere in Utah carrying a dairy product such as Caerphilly. Another affirmation that this place is sound, is that he let me know that they get fresh currants in the summer sometimes (which is indeed a very exciting prospect). So, here is to high hopes with Liberty Heights Fresh, and to a long and glorious shopping relationship!
20.1.08
Currants
I've decided to put hand to keyboard and write about some of the things I'm truly passionate about. Today I'm going to write about currants.
The first thing to say about currants is that they are amazing fruits. Black currants are extremely high in Vitamin C (more per gram than an orange), and are also a rich source of gamma-linolenic acid which is an essential fatty acid. Another thing to be said about black currants is that they are an effective monoamine oxidase inhibitor (which means they have chemicals that are used to treat depression). Red currants and white currants on the other hand (which are my personal favorites), are high in Vitamin C as well, and to quote Wikipedia, "English and German language herbalist sources consider redcurrant berries to have fever-reducing, sweat-inducing, menstrual-flow inducing, mildly laxative, astringent, appetite increasing, blood cleansing, diuretic and digestive properties."
I pretty much love everything about currants. I have for some time been trying to grow a couple bushes, but have pretty much met failure except one bush. This bush is starting to look great, and just with a little miracle-gro to aid it on its way, it should be more than thriving in no time. When springtime comes, I intend to start a new crop of currant bushes, and using my knowledge from last time, I hope for much greater success this year.
Currants aren't terribly well known in the United States, and are much more popular in Europe. I didn't actually even know of them until I took a trip to the UK with my dad in 2003. Ever since I have been a full blown fan of their flavor, their food properties, and the cultivation of the plant. I think it would be wonderful to live in a cottage, with a bunch of berry bushes in the back, and write for a living. What a dream! So, if you haven't ever had currants, try them, you shouldn't regret it.
The first thing to say about currants is that they are amazing fruits. Black currants are extremely high in Vitamin C (more per gram than an orange), and are also a rich source of gamma-linolenic acid which is an essential fatty acid. Another thing to be said about black currants is that they are an effective monoamine oxidase inhibitor (which means they have chemicals that are used to treat depression). Red currants and white currants on the other hand (which are my personal favorites), are high in Vitamin C as well, and to quote Wikipedia, "English and German language herbalist sources consider redcurrant berries to have fever-reducing, sweat-inducing, menstrual-flow inducing, mildly laxative, astringent, appetite increasing, blood cleansing, diuretic and digestive properties."
I pretty much love everything about currants. I have for some time been trying to grow a couple bushes, but have pretty much met failure except one bush. This bush is starting to look great, and just with a little miracle-gro to aid it on its way, it should be more than thriving in no time. When springtime comes, I intend to start a new crop of currant bushes, and using my knowledge from last time, I hope for much greater success this year.
Currants aren't terribly well known in the United States, and are much more popular in Europe. I didn't actually even know of them until I took a trip to the UK with my dad in 2003. Ever since I have been a full blown fan of their flavor, their food properties, and the cultivation of the plant. I think it would be wonderful to live in a cottage, with a bunch of berry bushes in the back, and write for a living. What a dream! So, if you haven't ever had currants, try them, you shouldn't regret it.
16.1.08
Exercise
As of tomorrow, January 17th, 2008, I plan to embark on a plan to become fitter and healthier than I have been for quite some time (or ever for that matter). I am in competition with a few friends of mine, and I am planning to be named the victorious party.
We weighed in today, and after seeing what I weighed in at, it left much to be desired from myself. I am going to be ambitiously exercising, and attempting to eat in a more healthy fashion. According to caloriecount.about.com, they recommend that I limit myself to 1634 calories a day in order to meet my weight goal by May 17th (the end competition date). That limitation is calculated if I am basically doing no exercise, which is most definitely not my intention. I plan with the combination of a better diet, eating less than I burn, and exercising regularly to meet my goal before my goal date.
As far as exercising goes, I intend to create a hearty combination of calisthenics, and cardio (and whatever else in the world I can think of). Cardio is going to be the keystone to my entire process, as it will give me the endurance that I need in order to meet my exercise goal. I think I will try to alternate days between the two (on the cardio off days I still intend to do cardio, but on a relatively low intensity level), and hopefully by doing so I shouldn't wear myself out too much. I will continue to post updates on my status with this exercising endeavor here.
We weighed in today, and after seeing what I weighed in at, it left much to be desired from myself. I am going to be ambitiously exercising, and attempting to eat in a more healthy fashion. According to caloriecount.about.com, they recommend that I limit myself to 1634 calories a day in order to meet my weight goal by May 17th (the end competition date). That limitation is calculated if I am basically doing no exercise, which is most definitely not my intention. I plan with the combination of a better diet, eating less than I burn, and exercising regularly to meet my goal before my goal date.
As far as exercising goes, I intend to create a hearty combination of calisthenics, and cardio (and whatever else in the world I can think of). Cardio is going to be the keystone to my entire process, as it will give me the endurance that I need in order to meet my exercise goal. I think I will try to alternate days between the two (on the cardio off days I still intend to do cardio, but on a relatively low intensity level), and hopefully by doing so I shouldn't wear myself out too much. I will continue to post updates on my status with this exercising endeavor here.
Writing
I admit, I've always very much been an ideas guy, and I'm never lacking in ideas. It's something I never think I will be lacking in. Unfortunately though, I've always been lacking in taking my ideas and transforming them into more than just ideas. But now, things must change.
I have been working on ideas for years upon years, some of the characters I've been developing for stories I've been working on for more than a decade! I have so many stories to tell, and so many things to say, yet through my slothfulness ALL of it has remained in my head. Slothfulness, greed, and procrastination seem to be my creeds.
In order for my life to change, I need to change, which means it is time for creed abandonment, and an adoption of new creeds. What shall the new creeds be? I have ideas (as is the usual), and for my sake let us hope that I actually follow through. Mediocrity can only last so long until it drives you mad.
Speaking of madness, I have a story that my hand is aching to write (as with all stories that come to me), but this time I think I will do it. I must do it. This story must be told, and it shall be told. I cannot give too many details on the story, because if I were to reveal it in brief, all the beautiful nuances that should be revealed by the reader would be gone. So, today I begin. This shall be a new life to my creativity, and it is time for these lazy hands to work for my overactive mind. Thus begins the new life.
I have been working on ideas for years upon years, some of the characters I've been developing for stories I've been working on for more than a decade! I have so many stories to tell, and so many things to say, yet through my slothfulness ALL of it has remained in my head. Slothfulness, greed, and procrastination seem to be my creeds.
In order for my life to change, I need to change, which means it is time for creed abandonment, and an adoption of new creeds. What shall the new creeds be? I have ideas (as is the usual), and for my sake let us hope that I actually follow through. Mediocrity can only last so long until it drives you mad.
Speaking of madness, I have a story that my hand is aching to write (as with all stories that come to me), but this time I think I will do it. I must do it. This story must be told, and it shall be told. I cannot give too many details on the story, because if I were to reveal it in brief, all the beautiful nuances that should be revealed by the reader would be gone. So, today I begin. This shall be a new life to my creativity, and it is time for these lazy hands to work for my overactive mind. Thus begins the new life.
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