Sunday Meme-ish-ness
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Phydeaux has pulled my ass out (again) by providing me with a blog-meme to pursue.
Teh Rulz:
1. Pick up the nearest book of 123 pages or more. No cheating!
2. Find page 123.
3. Find the first five sentences.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people.
The Book: Animal-Speak, by Ted Andrews.
The sentences:
One was the Strasburg Brotherhood of the Crown, and another was formed by St. Nicholas of Vienna in 1288. In Germany, specifically, there existed a guild of meistersingers at Nuremberg. This schooling was to teach the power of sound, music, and voice -- physical and spiritual.Since I believe in a synchronous Universe, I find it no surprise that the book delivered a perfect message for me.
I've been pondering, during the last few days, about when to speak and when to be silent. I want to always do so by conscious choice, not shying from speaking because I fear to speak, or fear the repercussions of speaking, nor speaking because I fear that I will otherwise not be heard, or that my silence will be construed as something it is not.
I had a very interesting experience today where I had been watching a very long blog comment-thread, and going back and forth and forth and back about whether to speak up. Through the day, I dabbled in various responses in my head (and in draft form in Wordpad), and when I finally made up my mind to post the response, the blog ate my comment. So, I let it go.
Then, hours later, I decided that I'd give it another go -- I added a few more choice words to my comment, and attempted to post it. It was, once again, eaten.
Must be a time NOT to speak up -- or at least, not until I'm a "meistersinger".
Posted byPortlyDyke at 11:32 PM 3 comments
Labels: Blogging, Spirituality, Tagged, Teh Internet
Tagged Again
Sunday, August 19, 2007
I was tagged by Phydeaux today, and this is a tag that I actually found interesting, so I proceed.
Four jobs I've had or currently have in my life:
- Grant-Writer
- Gas Station Attendant
- Legislative Aide
- Stand-up Comedian
- USA
- Canada
- Mexico
- (Pathetic --just three -- that's it, so far.) Want: Greece, Israel, India, France, Germany, England, Ireland, and Nepal.
- No place. I live in fucking Paradise. No shit. Really.
- Beer (and yes, it is too a food)
- Fresh Sweet Corn
- Deluxe Cheeseburgers from "Sea-J's"
- Fresh Sprouts of almost any variety, but especially, Lentil and Adzuki bean-- steamed Collard Greens tie exactly even with the Sprouts
- Jherek Carnelian
- Marguerite Brodie
- Rosa Parks
- Rumi
- Mary Renault's "Fire From Heaven" (Just)
- Sherri Tepper's "Sideshow" (Just)
- Plato's Dialogues (Currently)
- Terry Pratchett's "The Thief of Time" (Just)
Posted byPortlyDyke at 1:45 PM 4 comments
Labels: Tagged
Teh Tag
Sunday, June 24, 2007
I didn't realize it, but I'd been tagged by JackGoff and many days ago, at that.
I'm not normally responsive to anything remotely resembling chain mail, but heck (I mean "hell" -- must keep that rating up), I needed a subject to post on, I've just committed to daily blogging, and the blog's fairly new. So in the spirit of . . .
You think you know me well
But you don't know me.
Rules (per Jack): Each person posts the rules before their list, then they list 8 things about themselves. At the end of the post, that person tags and links to 8 other people; then visits those people’s sites and comments, letting them know that they have been tagged, and to come read the post, so they know what they have to do.
1. I am pierced in exactly five places. Guess where correctly, and you win 500 irredeemable points (h/t to Phydeaux for the concept of irredeemable points).
2. I have a tendency to alternately rant wildly and then collapse into a puddle of cross-transferent empathy.
3. I have had a maximum of 3 concurrent cats living with me at any given time.
4. I have "kept" (if that's the correct phrase -- as in, "she keeps cats") a total of 13 cats in my lifetime of 50 years. (A pitifully low average, IMO -- only .26 cats per year. I hope to remedy this in future. Please be kind. My mother was allergic . . . I got a late start . . . . and for good measure --- The dog ate it.)
5. I possess a completely useless college degree, but a very good education.
6. My best hours of the day are 10 am - 2 pm, and 10pm -2 am.
7. I have a temper which I have not taken pains to tame, as it has sometimes been my best friend, and once allowed me to transcend a queer-bashing. I keep Teh Temper in a specially-marked drawer in my Wiccan cupboard. Keep your hands off the cupboard, and no one will get hurt.
8. I eat animal flesh, although I was vegan for many years, and for many reasons.
I really can't bear the thought of "tagging" anyone without their consent, so I hereby "tag" the first 8 volunteers who make a comment on this blog indicating that they have consensually agreed to be "tagged" by me.
Are you It?
Posted byPortlyDyke at 4:23 PM 6 comments
Labels: Funny Fluff, Tagged, True Stories, Very Personal Details