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Fresh on the Heels of Why I Like No TV

There comes the Top 10 reasons I sometimes really friggin' miss cable!

10. Being able to come home after a long, tiring day at work and just plop yourself in front of a show and not think for a couple hours.

9. America's Next Top Model. It's the only "reality" show I like, although I often wonder what reality they are living in. Although I will say I've been increasingly unimpressed the past several seasons by not only the models but also their final fashion runway show.

8. PBS on a Sunday evening. I did love their Jane Austen BBC series. I actually missed it so much I rented the BBC version of Sense and Sensibility from the library recently. Sigh.

7. TNT. They rerun all the good shows you can't stop watching. I love a good back-to-back Charmed of a morning.

6. I miss randomly stumbling upon old movies I didn't know I wanted to watch until I stumbled upon them. Like Donovan's Reef. Talk about your old movie. But darn it, I do love it.

5. SyFy. Wel…

TV-Free

...and here are the top 10 reasons I am glad I do not have cable/network television:

10. No more having to wade through 30+ home shopping channels.

9. No monthly bills of $130.

8. There aren't a myriad of awards shows that I need to avoid.

7. I don't have to wait four months for the new season to start.

6. I can avoid all the depressing and anxiety-inducing news shows that are always one-sided, regardless of the side.

5. No Maury Povich.

4. No Oprah.

3. No Dancing with the Stars who Think they can Dance to be the next American Idol because America's Got Talent, which all goes on in Big Brother's house to see who is the next Survivor on the Jersey Shore.

2. My movies never get interrupted by a presidential speech being broadcast on every channel, which says nothing except "I've got a plan, really I do! Things will get better, really they will! Whatever you do, DON'T PANIC!" Really, every Presidential address in the last 60 years? Right there.

and the n…

Thinking Back to the Great Cold of 2010

You mean I have to pick one?

I've been reading books by Andrew Weil, MD lately. Sure, his beard scares me a little and looks like it has a life of his own, but I love his stuff. Although, I had to laugh when I got to a paragraph that said if you get sick a lot your immune system is probably compromised.

You think?

Luckily, I am not currently ill. Considering that I had more colds between September 2009 and June 2010 than I've had in the last four years, I'm counting this as a good thing.

But, because I've been reading Dr. Weil, I've been doing some thinking about that last illness - the one the turned into bronchitis. I may have mentioned that I used to get it a lot as a kid. Every year, in fact. But it quite literally stopped after I graduated high school. Up until this year, I had not suffered bronchitis in approximately 18 years. I'd always chalked it up to "bad air" in the schools I was in. I always got it in winter, and winters in Vermont mean ev…

Microwave Free: The Dawn of Day Three

Well, actually I think it's closer to two and a half, since I used the thing the morning I put it in my closet, but whatever.

Yesterday, I rearranged my living/dining/kitchen area yet again. This time, I could fully realize my original vision of the space, now that the microwave is "gone." You see the only outlet on the wall I originally planned to have the stinker on is controlled by a light switch. So, pointless to have it there. Couldn't have it on the counter because then there would be no counter. So, it's been a balancing act trying to find a place to put it. But now... it's in the closet! I can put everything back to where I originally wanted it! And I have.

AND I LOVE IT.

If I could put a little puffy red heart around love without expending inordinate amounts of time on it right now I would. The whole space is much more open and inviting. And the best is, if someone came over to stay there is now room for a blow-up mattress on the floor. Or I could se…

Irradiation Commencing.

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Ever since I moved into my apartment, I've been in a love/hate relationship with my microwave. It is convenient, allows me to warm things up spur of the moment, and brings me my nightly bag of popcorn. But it also takes up a LOT of room in this tiny space, the wiring isn't really set up for that kind of wattage, and it is old, with the paint coming off the roof. On the inside. Not good.

So, after giving it much thought (and running out of popcorn last night), I have decided to go one week without using the microwave. If I can do that without going crazy, I am going to get rid of it altogether.

Have I mentioned I think I've developed an addiction to microwave popcorn?

Anyway. Not only is the microwave unplugged, it is also currently in the closet. Which means if I really want to use it, I'm going to have to make an effort. Which I am not known for doing. I'm already really liking the extra counter space, and that alone may be the winning reason.

I've already loo…

Poetry Corner

Hey all! Up for some sub-par poetry written by yours truly? No? Well, too bad.

Warning: this crap is mine and any attempt to use it for your classwork will result in a horrible grade. Which is what you get when you steal bad poetry. Just sayin'.

Mute
I am not blind
Nor am I deaf
I see the emptiness
and hear the silence
It echos across the distance


(untitled)
Perhaps
I would be happier
or at least more content
If I stopped filling the silence
With ever more elaborate
What-ifs


(untitled)
Whining cicadas
Yoga in the kitchen
distant airplane
passing cars
listlessness
The newness of it all
wearing off
Rice: a cheap, easy meal
Grapes: a fruit fly's home
Is any of this supposed to mean anything?


Today, Now, This Minute
I am not me
because of you
I am me
because of me
You do not define me
I do not grow
or flourish
because of you
I am me
for me
And I don't need you
to justify
one molecule
of me


(untitled)
Friday night
The neighborhood dogs
howl a mourning song
while I do the dishes.

Why Hate?

In the most recent issue of the Shambhala Sun, they had an article from the Dalai Lama entitled “The Challenge of Other Religions”. It discusses the challenges inherent in maintaining faith in your religion while accepting (or not) the religion/s of others, and is based on a longer piece entitled "Toward a True Kinship of Faiths: How the World's Religions Can Come Together".

While many of today’s most popular religions fall into the category of “one truth, one religion,” our society demands that we uphold the “many truths, many religions” perspective. Obviously, there is a bit of a dichotomy there. How can you believe in the validity of all religions while still maintaining that, really, yours is the one true one?
Some people try, bless ‘em, They will say “You can believe X, that is your right, but I believe Y is the True Path.” It’s kind of like saying, you can argue your point but in my mind you’ll always be wrong. But you know, at least they are trying.
What I do not un…

Good morning.

I'm waiting for the caffeine to kick in. It's going to take a little while longer this morning as I'm drinking tea instead of coffee. I was just too lazy to make the coffee this morning. How sad is that?

For the last couple nights I've been having problems falling asleep, staying asleep, and have been having weird dreams when I do sleep. So I've been waking up completely unrefreshed and most certainly not ready for the day. The night before last I was plagued with dreams about being held captive, which I found rather odd and interesting because I am not feeling trapped regarding my current life choices. Last night I don't remember quite as much but I have a sneaky suspicion most were revolving about medieval weirdness as I'm currently reading a book by Mercedes Lackey entitled Gwenhyfar: The White Spirit. Damn those Welsh words are killer to type. What's with all the random y's, h's, and f's, anyway?

So anyway, my goal today is to go to the …

Book Review: Mad Cowboy

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Mad Cowboy was published back in 1998, long before I even considered going vegetarian. Back in those heady days of the late 90's, I was just beginning my career and was deep into my first "real" job ever. I was overweight, depressed, devoid of any real friends and not even remotely considering vegetarianism or really even making a stab at changing my life in any way whatsoever, although I loved to dramatically exclaim in my journals how miserable I was.
And then my family members started dying off in droves and it forced me to re-evaluate virtually everything in my life. Which is when I (sort of) got it together, lost the weight, made some friends and became vegetarian.
I've kinda made some kind of pact with myself at some point along the way (without ever realizing it) to continually try to better myself, hence all the posts on introspective navel gazing and where I am on the vegetarian/vegan spectrum.
So, when I find a book like Mad Cowboy, I glom on to it. I'm re…

Another Bout of Randomosity

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1. Last night at work one of my clients - after the massage - told that that I sound like a yoga teacher when I need to communicate while giving the massage. Not only did I think that was hilarious, I was also very flattered. Unless, of course, she doesn't like the sound of yoga teachers, in which case it was a veiled diss. But I'm going with compliment.

Now take a deep breath in.... and let it all go...

2. This past week at work (Tuesdays and Wednesdays are my weekend), 3/4 of my massages were deep tissue. My hands are KILLING me.

3. It is seriously foggy out right now. It's just kinda hanging there. I'm thinking of going out for my walk in it. How mysterious and fantastic.

4. I'm going to re-arrange my living/kitchen/dining room today. The format I currently have it in is close to what I originally envisioned, but not quite working. I think I've figured a way to make it more user friendly. Which is no small feat considering how tiny it is. But as it's onl…

Lookie here!

See, this is what happens when I get bored. I start moving things around, redecorating.

Let's see how long it stays like this before I start tweaking again. At this point, I'm just hoping the Google Analytics code moved over and I'm not going to have to re-imbed it. The last time I changed layouts, it took me an inordinately long time to realize that I needed to put the code back in.

Whoops.

No one ever said I was a genius at this computer stuff.

Anyway, enjoy the new wall art!

Living, Learning, Letting Go.

Sometimes the answer you get isn't the answer you want, but rather the one you need to hear.

That's about as clear as mud, isn't it?

Dealing with a minor disappointment. Well, maybe/maybe not minor, but we'll call it minor. It's all good in the long run, and frankly I'm glad to have the "answer" now rather than six months from now.

All is well, all will be well.

My foolish heart Why do you weep? You throw yourself away again Now you cry yourself to sleep Cry yourself to sleep My foolish heart When will you learn? You are the eyes of the world and there's nowhere else to turn Nowhere else to turn But you're going down But you're going down But you're going down My foolish heart (Krishna Das)

Randomness on a Sunday Evening

1. I just finished rearranging my bedroom. I used to do this ALL the time when I was in my teens/early 20's. No piece of furniture stayed in one place for longer than a month. Usually I can make it six months now. Anyway, the configuration I'd had it originally in was what I ended up with when I moved in. It wasn't working for me as there was virtually no room to move. So I moved the bed sideways and the desk next to the door. Two simple little moves and I suddenly have "room" to rehearse my dances.

2. Maybe I should start rehearsing some of my dances. Now that I have all this room (read: 4'x5' - I just measured it), I could choreograph a dance. I might even be able to stretch my arms out when I do it. Crazy!

3. I've added more hours at work. My goal is to be up to full time by the end of October. I'm averaging three to four massages a day at five days a week. I've been doing four and this is the first week I'm attempting five days running…