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Yes, I'll admit... I'm a twit!	[Aug. 29th, 2009\|11:20 pm]
Haven't had time for myspace or LJ lately. My unrestricted online hours are minimal, I work long days and need my rest, so my posts must be cheap, quick and streamlined. Therefore, I am falling blindly via SMS into twitterness. (Besides, can you possibly think of a more optimal venue for one who was once named the "queen of nonsequitors")? I'm actually going to be transferring my phone account to a mobile carrier that lets me post via short code so that I actually can post during the work-week. If LJ and Myspace allow short code posting, then I'll be around. Otherwise, you shall see faint glimmers of me here and there... in a sollow, sad, rebroadcast format. Here's what you missed this week on twitter and facebook.... Pondering @ moderately popular colloquialisms: 1. Does your drawer even have a knife? 2. What box? 3. My that horse has some shiny teeth! I noticed everyone on the bus tries very hard not to look at each other. Social experiment time: Introduce mimes! "I drove this road before," he says. "There are always a lot of cops on it. Both ways!" HA! He just said the cops go both ways! LOL@ "There's no time like the present' - (Posted 9 hours ago!) TODD:: When someone says: "You can't get blood from a stone" - Simply reply: "Yes, you can if you add enough heat. Its called plasma!" And as if to prove my sincerity, my very first tweet was: 'Epic fail @ hiding from the redundancy of having over 5 blogs!' So there you go. If you want the up to the minute dish, twitter.com/pookahchu enjoy!
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The Steelers Experience	[Aug. 1st, 2009\|11:38 pm]
Boy I am getting old and frail. I walked down the 201 stairs, went to the tax office to pay my taxes, they don't know what I owe, they asked me to come back on Monday. Since I work, I have to send the HB back on Monday. Went to purchase my bus pass. The newstand only takes cash. grumble Finished all that and got on the bus at 11:09 am, got downtown at 12:15, late. Got on the second bus at 12:16, got to the rental car at 12:27. Drove the rental car out, realized that there was no gas. Realized that there was no gas card. Drove frantically and blindly around town on E - looking for a gas station. Called to report no gas, no gas card and all the damage on the car. Filled her up (thankfully I will be reimbursed), and headed out. Got to Steeler's training camp at 2:30. It was sweet darting out of the line, passing everyone by and zipping around to the VIP parking. Held up my passes and was waved right through with an "Oh Yeah, you're good!" Got all registered and up to the preamble at 2:50. Hospitality gave us a schedule, roster, coupons, beverages, and a free training camp hat. Walked down to the field. We got to be on the field, at the sidelines with the Steelers. One of the players walked out of the porto potty right next to us, and ran onto the field. I looked up his number. It was one of the "Need to know" guys, but for the life of me, I can't remember, ATM. As I would have remembered the rest, (I've been studying really hard!) it was either Jeff Reed, James Farrior, Casey Hampton, James Harrison, or Santonio Holmes. Watched the Steelers play. Put on sunscreen, accidentally got sunscreen in my eye, and had a lovely burning sensation which is still with me even as I type this blog. (Yes, I know, I deserve it, for not knowing who that was.) Eventually was led back to the VIP room for signings. As luck would have it, Charlie Batch was there... and YES, he did remember my Phantom of the Opera performance that won me the VIP tickets in the United Way talent show. "Nice to meet you again, sir. I was the chick who won the Talent show." "Yes, Phantom of the Opera!" Swoon! Charlie Batch signed my hat, & signed my football, Some other guy, Travis Kirshke, signed my football and my towel. We ate a wonderful dinner, courtesy of Steeler's hospitality, at the steelers VIP cookout, (yes, I can has steelerscheezburger! and steelerscookiebrownie too!) and then we headed home. I'm supposed to go shopping now. I have a migrane from hell, and it feels like I have a fever. Currently downing a quart of water. Boy what a fun packed day! Too much fun for these old bones, I guess. Pain radiating everywhere. Fever of 102.5. Yay Heat Stroke. We rented this car, and if I don't get shopping done tonight, I will have to run around tomorrow morning before church and do it. If I can.... I'm very grateful, Even though I'm hurting like hell now... it was so much fun, I wouldn't trade it for anything. Right now, I'm just trying to recover. I can has steelerstrainingcampday!
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Name That Tune #8 - The Swing of Things!	[May. 1st, 2009\|06:23 am]
Can you name this song.... AND the weird al song that followed?
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Name That Tune #7 - Pookah Happy Music!	[Apr. 30th, 2009\|05:24 am]
Yes, I know. "Pookah Happy Music" is not an official genre anywhere except in my own little world, where the sky is fuchsia and "Yes Virginia, there IS cable." But since it's Thursday, we'll do a Pookah Happy Music tune that makes me totally want to bust out in a jig! Happy Guessing! P.S. I submitted #5 (Movies!) to "America's Got Talent" with Sharon Osbourne, over on MySpace! Wish me luck!
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Name That Tune #6 - Country and/or Western	[Apr. 29th, 2009\|05:18 am]
Can you guess the tune? Post your guesses down below. Free bonus question within!
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Progress, Finally!	[Apr. 28th, 2009\|08:52 pm]
I had my pain specialist appt today. They sent me a form in the mail to complete in advance where I was to shade in areas where I had pain, and put xx's on each of the pain epicenters. I did it. I did it in different colors, labeling each area with the trauma that caused it and the date of the injury. The doctor took one look at all the pain, and my MRi's to back it up, and the first thing he did was the standard test to rule out fibromyalgia. (that's the first test any half-wit doctor will do when they come across a chronic pain patient with pain in all four quarters of their body.) Fibro, thank god, was negative... but I have something that doctors could mistake as fibro. I have over 10 different injuries all connecting together causing widespread pain. That's the story for now at least. At least until we can get more information. He's sending me to an orthopedist for my knees and my carpal tunnel. I'm going to be getting epidural steroid injections in my back (my first injection will be in 9 days), and if I so choose, I can see a physical therapist and a pain psychologist. Yes, of course I so choose. You're darn tootin that YES I will go to a pain psychologist, if nothing else to try and start some damage control on what the long term effects of chronic pain has done to the bubble gum patched remains of my mental state. I am a little nervous about getting injections in my back without getting updated MRIs of my back first. Who knows what it looks like now over six years after the last imaging? My pain is considerably worse in the last six years, maybe it's worth a second look? Perhaps I'll just call tomorrow and ask about that. I know I'm not supposed to take any time off, but I've been dealing with most of this pain for over 8 years. Some of it even longer, and the worst of it for over 4 years. I think my priorities are clear. Yes, doc. When do you need me? I can try to make up the time, but finally getting OUT of pain, even if I lose this job in the process, is my top priority.
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Name That Tune #5 - Movie Edition!	[Apr. 28th, 2009\|05:29 am]
Here you go! This will be just a bit painful for now, but think of where I'll be with about six month's practice? Turn down your volume and good luck!
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Name That Tune #4!	[Apr. 27th, 2009\|11:43 am]
Who's PUNK enough to get this one?
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Name That Tune #3!	[Apr. 26th, 2009\|08:31 am]
Here's one from an old musical I remember from my childhood dayz.... Happy Guessing!
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Name That Tune #2 - A Mash Up!	[Apr. 25th, 2009\|08:30 am]
Here's me beep-bopping my own little mash up! Can you guess both songs?
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Name That Tune #1!	[Apr. 24th, 2009\|06:23 am]
Here's me humming, doo wopping, or beep bopping a little tune. It could be Jazz, Rock, Rap, opera, country... classic rock, metal, whatever. You guess the tune! YAY!
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NAME THAT TUNE!	[Apr. 24th, 2009\|12:20 am]
I'm going to be starting a 'name that tune' game. As many days as I can, I'll take 15 minutes, and video and post me humming, doo wopping, or beep bopping a little tune. It could be Jazz, Rock, Rap, opera, country... classic rock, metal, whatever. All music is welcome here. You guess the tune! YAY! If I can get #1 converted before work tomorrow, the first tune should be posted in under 8 hours. If not, it will be posted by this time tomorrow night. Enjoy!
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Playing catch-up....	[Apr. 5th, 2009\|08:58 am]
God! It's been a while since I've posted here on LJ, so let me backdate some entries and catch you all up! Say no to cracks! Could it be Satan?!?! jentend ton coeur - (I hear your heart.) One God; why? What Box? Shintoism Proven in the Women's Lavatory! Zombie Wedding - The Vid! (friends only) Chickin Kickin @ Zombie Wedding! (friends only) Zombie Bliss! (friends only) Bloody Valentine - The Music!
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Say No To Cracks!	[Mar. 26th, 2009\|09:01 am]
does anyone else see the cracks are spreading? Its the little things that we don't think about. The air machine at the local gas station broke, and the owners decided to take it out rather than get it fixed. Now the other air pump in our small town is out of order, too. The busses that we ride are starting to fall apart. Large bendy busses are getting replaced with smaller busses. Lately it's been standing room only on the way back and forth to work. More and more people are living by duct tape, bubble gum and prayers. I know I'm one of them. Water fountains are broken, streetlights are out. It seems like more and more minor necessities are not making it above the budget line these days. Companies are cutting costs by firing people, so that their unemployment insurance rates do not go up. More and more people are stressed out and fighting about money. Rent money starts to mysteriously go missing, and room-mates and best friends are getting into fist fights I just got a letter in the mail offering a 50% settlement on one of my old bills. In previous years 25% or even 33% was the best one could hope for. If you haven't noticed all of that, have you at least noticed all of the storefronts that are available these days? Houses for sale? Apartments for rent? Banks that are closed? Buildings that are abandonded? And how on earth can local real estate offices still want to quote prices of $9 a square foot for office space? How is this possible? The cracks in the system are spreading. Reinforcements are too few and far between, the material is getting stretched thinner and thinner. At least one major chunk is bound to completely collapse very soon. Which one will it be, and when?
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Could it be.... Satan?!?!	[Mar. 25th, 2009\|09:02 am]
Hrm. Could it be... Satan?!?! - Healthy Depersonalization - Part II In Deepak Chopra's latest blog, he posts about Washington Post On Faith: Satan’s Last Gasp where he closes by saying, "Satan is a projection of human fear, anger, and guilt. He used to be such a major projection that he dominated psychological life. In an age of faith, Satan held a monopoly on evil. Now our minds have expanded, light has been shone on every level of the psyche, and a great change occurred. Satan stopped being strong because we stopped needing him so much. We took responsibility for evil away from him, and although it’s hard to face the fact that human evil trumps supernatural evil a hundred to one, the good news is that being human, it’s something we can heal." Of course I replied: But for some of us who cannot seem to break repeating bad patterns or thought cycles, it can be easier and more productive, and allow us to stop and refocus quicker by labeling a thing as evil, an external influence, and then move on. Otherwise we can spend hours within the moment, trying to find root cause what lies within, even spiraling downward, making little progress within ourselves, denying ourselves the ability and the empowerment of being able to just label it, be done with it, and turn our attention to more productive thoughts. We can still spend time in meditation later on what the root cause is that makes us susceptible to these particular temptations and patterns, thus not denying our self-improvement. But after the moment, and not when we are all caught up when we can truly utilize the assistance of the depersonalization that the "satan" concept provides.
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jentend ton coeur - I hear your heart.	[Mar. 24th, 2009\|09:03 am]
On the way home from work today, on the bus, I felt this incredible sense of anger, rage. This incredible feeling of being trapped. But, the feeling was not coming from within. I couldn't really pinpoint who it was coming from, but I suspect it was someone on the bus. It got worse from downtown until east liberty, dissipated for a while, and then got worse again when we got off the busway onto the rural roads. At both peaks, it drove me literally to the worst of the sad. I was on the bus, and began to well up in tears. I felt that if I could just look around and pay attention, I would find that person who was so in need. I felt that sense of awe, that immaculate connection that happens when we just look around for someone who might be in need of a little understanding. Someone who just needs to be payed attention to, if only for a few seconds. Someone who is in such dire need, even a kind smile and a kind word would make a world of difference. I pictured that there must be thousands and thousands of those kinds of someones all around me. But, I am on the bus. I looked. And I looked. I wasn't sure exactly who it was. I had a couple of suspects in mind, but I had no idea how to move to where they were in the enclosed extremely tightly packed sardinic bus-can, and I just wouldn't know where to begin. I know that feeling of being trapped, and being angry. I know it so well that I felt extreme sadness and empathy for whomever it was. I wanted to grab that person, talk to them and tell them that everything would be ok, that it would all work out. I wanted to tell them that they didn't need to feel so angry, they didn't need to think these things, or do what they felt they needed to do next. I wanted to turn them around, point the direction, and even show them the way. But mostly I wanted to cry for them, and to cry with them. I don't know who it was... but whoever this person was, I could feel their heart. ♥
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One God; why?	[Mar. 22nd, 2009\|09:05 am]
One God; why? One of my friends posted a blog about a recent letter written by the pope, where the pope makes a reference to god, and then clarifies in his writing by further defining his god as the god of the desert, the one true god, yada yada. This friend was slightly offended and considered what the pope wrote to be a nexus of pure evil; tied it in to blame this attitude for the Spanish inquisition, the burning of monasteries, and the standard fare grandiose and dramatized war cries that carry us to the modern day prejudices against the Christianity and Muslim religions, and the global knee-jerk shudder behind the phrase 'there is only one god and Allah is his name.' I decided to counter his argument with what I hope is just a bit of common sense, and so I responded to his inquisition about why, in his opinion, these desert religions are so terribly closed minded and why they choose to only have one god and why they choose to bludgeon others with their one god theory, (I have referred to this sub-culture conversion phenomenon myself in recent months as being "pent-accosted"): I posted a comment in my friend's blog which read: I have a theory about that. Let me explain - My theory is that another way of looking at this very same principle is by thinking of it in terms of "The Wizard of Oz." That whatever you are looking for, you - in fact - already have everything you need. Why should you go out to other religions and find other gods, when all of mankind can get everything he needs right from the same old lame old tired god that was drummed into his brain as a child? Don't you have better things to do with the precious little time you have on this earth? The search for what they already have, although a source of endless excitement, could be a source of endless confusion taking years to navigate. Maybe that's why the "no other gods" or "one god" idea was formed. Maybe someone somewhere was trying to save people a whole bunch of trouble looking outside for what already exists at home. Now just because someone wants to take the sound "one god" conservation of confusion principle out of context and start converting others, by hook, crook or... malice, that does not mean that the religions that indoctrinate only one god are wrong, just that people are wrong in their interpretation of what, quite honestly, is a sound dogma as it applies to a single nomadic people trying to make sure that they are not divided and conquered.
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What Box?	[Mar. 17th, 2009\|09:06 am]
more musings... Some people think outside the box, I wonder why some people seem to forget to look inside the box first. And then there's the ever popular (the one I'm usually known for) "What box?" "Oh, that. Dude. I'm so sorry. I thought that was scrap for making paper mache!" Boy, it is so difficult sometimes keeping it together. Especially when they've got me doing busywork, they don't have real projects for me yet, and most of the shiny has worn off. I'm not sure how I do it, but so far, so good. The last three days I have had the blessing of being asked to test some changes. YES! Happiness! To quote the lyrics to a jammin' song: "Give me something to break!" Today I got the best nickname a software tester could possibly earn in just a few short days. I am called, "the terminator." Yes, very soon all the developers will learn to hate me, and dread my placement on their projects. Mwahahahaha! On a final note: I wonder how it is exactly that the lynch pin is related to the lynch mob.
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Shintoism Proven in the Women's Lavatory!	[Mar. 16th, 2009\|09:07 am]
Shintoism Proven in the Women's Lavatory! I swear. I need some kind of blackberry phoney type device so I can post bloggies during the daylight hours. As I'm running around downtown during lunch, or even running to the little girls' room, I end up seeing something that inspires a philosophical, metaphysical, or musical pondering. At this point, I have a whole month's worth of musings which have been lost to the abyss! Of course the HB would say, "They're not lost, they're just re-absorbed for further processing and refinement." Nah, I know me. Ideas lost at that moment are ideas gone forever. Like, today. Today, Shintoism was proven in the Women's Lavatory! The hands - free faucets (and the automatic lavatories that want to play bidet for a day) seem to be possessed with their own consciousness. One faucet in particular, was playing with me. I stroked it gently, let it know that it was ok... tried to calm it's anxiety. "Did I turn you on, baby? Don't worry, you can turn off now... there's no one that needs you right now." Oops. Did I just hurt your feelings? Reminds me of how many people (myself included) believe that their car has personality. How about a spirit, even? What exactly is this THING that happens which makes some cultures indoctrinate a theory of inanimate objects having feelings, or spirits? And why is it that the shampoo bottles feel the need to blatantly kamikaze my feet some mornings? Can this THING that occurs which is demonstrated by sometimes misdirected erratic behavior inanimate objects be explained by advanced mathematicians, or physicists in some kind of chaotic string cheese theory? So, inanimate objects... are they alive? What is LIFE exactly, when exactly is something a sentient being, vs being controlled by sentinels around them. Who are the sentinels, and who watches the watchmakers who made the watchmen? Shintoism, shamanism, some native American and Inuit beliefs, old Celtic or druid religions, and btw, just what would Jesus say about all of this? Jesus, the one who pointed at the fig tree, cursed it for all eternity as if it were a living thing with an eternal soul. I wonder, is there a sect of vampire fig trees spawning about? Oh yeah. Olives. Maybe? Maybe once upon a time there were only green olives, and at the time of the great fig cursing, black olives were born! lol. Well, yeah. All this proving I need myself a way to blog during the day. A day when I almost fall prey to a toilet who wishes to be a bidet for a day. Or not. lol.
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Bloody Valentine - The Music!	[Feb. 14th, 2009\|02:20 pm]
Happy Bloody Valentine's Day! Check out the new song on my profile. I created a new artist's profile, and a parody song, inspired by Repo and My Bloody Valentine. http://www.myspace.com/Rebekahfaithmusic You'll like it, I promise. Hope everyone had a Happy Bloody Valentine's Day!
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