Saturday, October 23, 2010

Fall is in the air

The leaves are simply stunning, and the cool, crisp air is delicious!
This is my favorite time of year.

School is good...not without its frustrations, but fairly low-stress this semester.
Full Moon celebration tonight with some girl friends...should be fun.
The theme of this month's full moon is commitment, so that's cool.

I felt like I had things to say...
but then I really don't.

I was looking for some files the other day and stumbled across my first Nanowrimo submission, and spent a few minutes reading the first chapter. It made me smile. I like it.

My life is a happy ball of chaos; boys, boys, BOYS.
I've been hiding in great books for the past couple of months...just makes me want to write something.
Something good, something real.
But still I hesitate.
(cuz what if I FAIL??? heh. silly me.)
I've been attending a Zumba class with an exceptional teacher for the past 5 weeks.
Only making it once a week, but now that my summer job has ended, I plan to turn that into twice a week.
And hopefully I can keep doing other stuff, too.

It's weird to be blogging...

Here's my latest creative writing assignment--the assignment was to write an argument between two equals, in dialog only.


“We’re not equals.”

“You think you’re better than me?”

“I think this is a stupid conversation.”

“So now you’re calling me stupid.”

“Dude. Come on. Look at the big picture, ok?”

“How can I look at the big picture, with you blocking my view?”

“Maybe I think you’re better than me.”



“Uh-huh. This from the guy who wouldn’t even let me design the cover of the last video game? You’re such a control freak! You think you’re better. Just admit it.”

“Come on, Jack…”

“I’m sick of you acting like you’re the only one who’s a real grown up, Seth! Just because you sit in an office and wear suits every day, doesn’t make you more successful or even better at this job.”

“I never said that. Just calm down.”

“No! You’ve always treated me like your little brother. And I’m sick of it.”

“That’s ’cause I always had to look out for you.” (Quietly)

“What was that?” (He grabs the front of his brother’s shirt.)

“Mom asked me to. When we were little, like 6 or something. She said you weren’t as--”

“Liar.” (Their identical faces are just millimeters apart.)

“No, it’s true. You were always a little behind, and I made sure you didn’t become a target.”

(Jack shoves his brother against the wall and draws back to punch him.)

“It hasn’t been like that for a long time, ok? Chill the fuck out! But I can’t just give you the lead on this game. You show up, out of the blue, and want a piece of the company. We haven’t even seen each other in over a year, and the last time we did… (he sighs)…the last time we did, one of us ended up with a black eye.”

(The brothers step apart, staring at each other, somewhat out of breath.)

“I don’t want to work for you.”

“Good. I don’t want you to work for me, either.”

“You’re an asshole.”

“I want you to work with me.”


“Everyone agrees your style is edgy, more unique than anything we’ve put out so far. The truth is we need you on our team.”

“Well why didn’t you just say so?” (Jack punches his brother in the shoulder, lightly.)

“Maybe cuz I didn’t want to get another black eye?”

“Hey, you started it!”

“I guess I did—that time.”

“Whatever happened to Lainey-the-legs, anyway?”

“Last I heard she was living on some commune…(he clears his throat)…pretty sure she’s a lesbian now.”

(The boys chuckle).

“Well, I hope it wasn’t because of us.” (There is a twinkle in Jack’s eye.)

“I’m sure it was.” (Seth sounds regretful.)

“Her loss. So when do I start?”

“Are you sure you want to do this? I mean…it is a big commitment. These projects can take months, maybe even up to two years, until all the final testing is done.”

“So are you trying to tell me I’ll be stuck here for the next couple of years? No sky diving, no surfing, no living out of a backpack?”

“That about sums it up. Can you handle it?”

“It’s gonna cost ya.”

“It already has.”

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Musings and possible Rants...

I have some thoughts to tumble through, and I have a feeling that one particular subject is going to evolve into a full-scale rant...

Well, first of all, when I got to work this morning, there was an exquisite ship in the harbor!
It is tall and dark and seems to have a square mast--very pirate shippy.
The name?
SVT Unicorn!
What a lovely name, and even cooler?
The Captain and crew are all female!
So very, very badass.
It stirs things in me...makes me want to stow away and learn to sail and never cut my hair again and be lean and tan and get more tattoos and party into the night and--
Where would my dearest husband and strapping young sons fit into that??
So, here I stay.
But what an adventure that would be...
(and don't think there's not a little part of that no-men-on-board aspect that appeals to me at this particular era of my life...boys, boys, EVERYWHERE! Hehehe!)

So then, just as I was eating a most luscious lobster roll and contemplating the subject that will undoubtedly turn into a high-energy rant, a lovely young lady come in and purchased a postcard. She gave me a "tract" that she thought I might enjoy reading with my lunch. She was very pleasant, but it really makes me wonder (mini-rant alert) why people who pass out such things assume that I (or any of their anonymous recipients) need, want, or lack that information?
This woman was visiting from Texas, as she had just told me, so it's not as though she is intimately familiar with the other Jay-Dubs in the area, and used the powers of deductive reasoning to conclude I'm not one. But I just think it's odd that people are so happy to push their beliefs onto strangers. "Hey, here's something that makes me happy and though I know NOTHING about you, I'm going to assume it will make you happy, too." Uh...what if I'm already happy, without religion?? They are so weird. I have pretty strong beliefs as well, but I'm not going to try to change the views of people I don't know--even though I believe they would be so much happier if they only knew the truth...heh...only my truth is that science rules and religion is a personal choice. Unlike being gay, which brings me to my Rant of the Day.
The religion I grew up with has disgusted me down to the very bottom of my soul this week. I am so sad and so angry! If I were in Utah still, I would join the protesters, I would write letters to the newspaper, I would, I would, I would---!!!!! Aaaaah! Ok, so let me back up a bit. It's hard to show you just how upset I am, without doing a bit of back story here, but I'll try to keep it brief. The Mormon church has a prophet, who they believe receives direct revelation from God. Twice a year, they have a big meeting which they broadcast over satellite so every member worldwide can see it. They usually choose these meetings to do the "Big Reveal"--to unveil some new plan, some new direction. For example, as piercings and tattoos become prevalent, they issued a decree that women may only have one pair of earrings (men get none). This past weekend, there was a sermon delivered admonishing gay teens to "change their ways."

I am...
Maybe too heartbroken by this to summon enough words for a rant.
Shame on you, President Packer!
Shame on you, LDS members who stay silent about this reprehensible command!
I can only hope that instead of causing more suicides, it will cause more teens to say, "Wow, this church is fucked up. I'm outta here!"
I always scoffed at churches that sent gay people to camps to get de-Gayed.
How often is that shit even successful???
I know that it is only a very small percentage.
I don't know why I have such a motherly, protective feeling for this community...but I do.
People do not choose to be gay.
When will religious communities accept this??
The man had the audacity to include in his speech this line, "Some suppose that they were pre-set and cannot overcome what they feel are inborn tendencies toward the impure and unnatural,” said Packer, president of the LDS Church’s Quorum of Twelve Apostles. “Not so! Why would our Heavenly Father do that to anyone? Remember he is our father.” (emphasis added).
Let's go ahead and not only tell people that the attraction they feel for someone of the same sex is UNNATURAL, but that their God would never have done such a yucky thing as to have had a hand in making them THAT WAY. Oh, he MADE you, alright, but that part is all you. So figure it out, or get out of our "image is everything" church.
Here comes the rant...........
Ok, maybe not. Cuz it's not really ranting I feel like doing, but SCREAMING.

Read the article here