Memo-04-07-2010



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My cousin has been looking for a job. She’s had some similar experiences in the past. I, on the other hand, have next to none. She always seems so relaxed about it.

My own employment future is ambiguous at the moment, something that has not EVER happened to me in my entire adult life.

My first reaction to seeing this FB status update was – how can she just go out and play when she doesn’t have a job? Why doesn’t she seem to feel like she has to focus all her attention on employment?

I guess it is not time for me to act yet, although it preys heavily on my mind…

Memo-04-05-2010



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My buddy Christa has new wallpaper on her Twitter page. I actually first saw this via text, but was distracted and therefore deleted all my texts before I remembered that I hadn’t taken a screen shot 🙁 Never fear, I visited her Twitter page and found that she’d put up a photo taken at EPCOT as wallpaper. How do I know where it was taken? Well first off, I’ve taken dozens of pictures of this same object myself. And second, I believe I was probably with her when it was taken! This is one of the balloons floating over the Seasons counter service eatery in Living With The Land. Except, when you look at your receipt, it says SUNSHINE Seasons. Double memo – thanks, Christa!

As to the message – not sure. Another friend’s mom, “Grammy”, has been very ill and did not get good remission news today. 🙁

I am so stinkin’ lucky when it comes to that… 17 years in remission! SEVENTEEN. YEARS! I am healthy.

Thanks, God 🙂

Memo-04-04-2010



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The variety of accounts that follow me on Twitter always amazes me. Sometimes it is a real head-scratcher – how did they find me, why did they follow me?

I have some rules for Twitter. Some are for my own comfort and some are just practical. The bottom line is – are they trying to sell me something? Block! Do we have something in common? Maybe let them follow me. Do they want to have a conversation? Follow back.

The thing is, I won’t follow back if I don’t think *I* will get something out of following them – I have enough of a stream as it is! And if I won’t follow back, is there really a purpose to allowing them to follow me, without reciprocating?

Here is a trio of follows that came in yesterday. These give me reason to believe that my Gmail account address has not only been sold/passed around, but it’s been passed around by Google themselves!

Either that, or there is some fantabulous synchronicity going on here….

LORENZO is into biofuel – has a web site in German and English, with a country code of “44” (UK) on his phone number. Since I have not tweeted about an interest in biofuels, I can only surmise that Google has shared with some list somewhere that I have a Google News alert set up for two biofuel companies. One will soon be setting up shop in Lee County, Florida, and the other in Charlotte. I have an interest in these companies because a) they do something useful to the state of the world, to help the human condition, and b) because unemployment may be coming soon to a theater near me and I want to be prepared with the knowledge of what sort of businesses are around here.

STACEY is allegedly a social media guru. I say “allegedly” because Twitter has been known to spawn accounts of “serious” business women who have impossibly exotic names and provocative avatars to match… and then you go to their site and find they are in some way connected to the porn industry. So I don’t even bother going to the site any more – if you have an impossibly exotic name and provocative avatar to match, I’m going to block you no matter what you say you’re selling. However, I have to point out that I’ve been thinking of doing a “how do I” blog regarding online privacy, since I get asked so many questions anyway. Social media very often seeks to exploit a user’s personal information without sharing the profits of same with said user. This type of blatant lie is one thing that might fool people into clicking. It might even be a phish. Hmmmm…..

THE SINGER LINK is the most perplexing of all. I have NEVER tweeted about having once been a semi-profesional singer, nor do I believe I’ve ever used the Gmail address in connection with singing. So why did this guy choose to follow me? Tis a mystery! Well maybe not; I did pick up the Happenings magazine last week and start thinking that I might like to do a show…. and I’ve had the cassette tape project on my mind, too. I have all these tapes of voice lessons and performances and I have a machine that will put them on CD for me. I just need to get over the learning curve hurdle for the machine and do it.

LONG memo! I just thought it was interesting that these are the most recent to follow me, all provoking me to think about options of What To Do With Myself… thank you, Twitter! 🙂

Easter memo-04-03-2010

Easter memo! My friend Janet is down here this week, staying at the Tween Waters Inn on Captiva Island. This was on the wall in her cottage.

I was not able to connect the dots on this one until we had progressed from the beach to the pool bar. Janet actually brought up The Secret. I was surprised that she’d read the book and that she was so enthusiastic about it. I told her about the two shooting stars and about my conflictedness with the wish on the second one. She pointed out some things I’d said that indicated I didn’t REALLY want the second wish.

That’s not really accurate, although I certainly recognize how it might seem so from out side of my head. From inside, I want all the good stuff, but I don’t want the fucking DRAMA that goes with it all. Janet describes a meltdown with her hustband over a SOFA for crying out loud. Ordinary stuff suddenly becomes emblematic of chasms in the relationship and the next thing you know, you’re embroiled in DRAMA. I say, NO.

(And yeah, I know the Universe supposedly does not understand negatives. Sit on it, Universe – learn to speaka da language! If You are truly Me, then you understand. I’m not editing myself for you.)

So it seems like I’m rejecting coupledom in its entirety. In reality, I just don’t want to be mistreated or subjected to unnecessary bullshit. I want my fermata, my final resting space. I want to go "Ahhhhh!" and be contented.

Haven’t I had enough? I think so.

I'M LISTENING !