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Archive for March, 2007
Lenten Sacrifice
Friday, March 30th, 2007This is a great idea!
[full story | via rebecca's pocket]
Hey, That’s Mine!
Thursday, March 29th, 2007To my horror, I found out that Angelina Jolie has named the newest member of her family Pax. Pax is Latin for peace.
I close most of my e-mails with “pax”. How dare she steal from me a word that is more than 2000 years old.
No originality left in the world.
Miscast
Monday, March 26th, 2007A smart, funny, and insightful interview about entertainment, process, creativity, and race politics by one of the smartest people in the business, Chris Rock, can be found at KCRW’s “The Treatment”.
Please don’t hold “I think I love my wife” against him.
Heart Broken
Saturday, March 24th, 2007I was standing in the lobby of the hotel we are working at this weekend watching the high school students mill into the ballroom.
Somehow one thought jumped to another to yet another (the way thoughts do) and I found myself thinking of someone I went to jr. and sr. high with.
She was a very beautiful and had an uncommon sense of style (especially for Casper, WY). She was the only person I knew who read Vogue and dressed well enough to be in it.
I don’t think I ever shared a single word with her in all the time we were in school together. She was much higher in the high school food chain than me (not that she wouldn’t talk to me, but our paths never crossed).
Two thoughts came to mind. One was of a friend saying really rude things about her (which made little sense to me for she wasn’t the typical target of teenage scorn). The second thought was of her after college. She had moved to New York, was working to Tommy Hilfiger, and one day took her own life.
Suddenly sadness washed over me. For her, that she felt so alone and believed there was no other choice. For me (and people like me), who never got a chance to know her.
Change News
Friday, March 23rd, 2007In my mind happiness is: dependent on your choices if your current situation is good or bad.
Here is Joe Vitale’s reflection on a similar thought:
Like you, I’ve often gotten bad news.
Something I wanted to happen didn’t turn out the way I hoped.
Like you, I’ve been disappointed.
But I’ve learned that that “bad news” was often good news in disguise.
Something much better happened instead – often something I could never even imagine.
So I think we need a new phrase for “bad news.”
I suggest Change News.
Change News can be our new code for something that didn’t go as we planned but will mean a new, better direction; we just might not see where the new direction is taking us yet.
In other words, the next time some “bad news” comes your way, reframe it in your mind to be “change news.”
Yes, you didn’t get what you said you wanted, but maybe, just maybe, you’re about to get something even better. You just have to wait out the change to see where it leads. The “bad” simply means “change.”
Something I wanted to happen didn’t turn out the way I hoped.
Like you, I’ve been disappointed.
But I’ve learned that that “bad news” was often good news in disguise.
Something much better happened instead – often something I could never even imagine.
So I think we need a new phrase for “bad news.”
I suggest Change News.
Change News can be our new code for something that didn’t go as we planned but will mean a new, better direction; we just might not see where the new direction is taking us yet.
In other words, the next time some “bad news” comes your way, reframe it in your mind to be “change news.”
Yes, you didn’t get what you said you wanted, but maybe, just maybe, you’re about to get something even better. You just have to wait out the change to see where it leads. The “bad” simply means “change.”
[via Mr. Fire Blog]
State Spelling Chimp!
Thursday, March 22nd, 2007I sent an e-mail to someone who doesn’t know me well and probably doesn’t know I am dyslexic. Because of the dyslexia, I end up writing things that have real words, spelled correctly with the help of spell check, which aren’t the right word. This sometime causes some confusion (and unintentional comedy).
Here is part of the e-mail that caused confusion.
I was explaining why I hadn’t written back in a timely fashion. In the e-mail I wrote, “I am still settling in my new place and internet access is dependent on the wife I can borrow (which isn’t around in the evening).”
It was suppose to read “WiFi I can borrow”. I can’t even imagine the confusing I created.
Here are some of my favorite spelling blunders from the past:
* Once sent a contract to “The Sacred Heart of Mary”. The contract I sent read “scared heat of Mary”.
* I sent a letter to a bunch of churches in TX about a tour we were doing. It was suppose to read “you and the parish next on our trip are responsible for getting us from one location to the next.” Instead it read, “one lactation to the next”
* Describing some food I was eating in Ecuador I wanted to say “wrapped in corn” but wrote “raped in corn”
Find Me!
Thursday, March 22nd, 2007Here is a list of all the search terms that lead people to my blog in the last week. It is telling the number of people who made it to the site based off misspelled words. (Also, I want to know what “math prayer” is and what “object lessons, youth, breakfast cereal” was suppose to turn up.)
giovanni michael monterastelli
norway laungage
a pacture of noodles
funny signs
chinese mountains pandas
the tean marketing plan
popiratzi
angel wings drawings
home gaurd defence force durring the second world war in n ireland
michael carotta bio
a stranger opens my door and shouts in this crumy apartment complex
hong kong tramway
a pacture of spices
simple prayers
finding a narrative nursing writting on having abnormal pregnancy
angel wings
china sign
definition of art
homestarrunner pitchers
wings angel
funny signs
william tiller the eternal now
angel wings spread
red panda baby
definition of art
susana hoff naked
cool animal
gafas de sol noway
orquestration midi for keyboard
avril leather gloves
words and lyrics to song “going up on the mountain
funny translations
dads feet
egg in a bottle hypothisys
animal in the himalayas
math prayer
red panda
tico slang spanish english words
lot of feet
“if i did it”
blue phrases
feet from people
realistic angel wings
places to see and things to do in my rigion
cool animal
strong mind qutoe
chinese chicken feet
locks for love casper wyoming
45 foot snake
baby red panda
the bull run in spain dangers how many it kill every festival
cute note paper
nitty ditty dirt band
kiss my feet
monterastelli
dads and their daughters
brother feet
chinese duck
“ester hicks” mp3
china lots of people
angel wings tattoo
easter “wood cross” activity
praying , kneeling angel
allowed on sabbath
china himalayas
lost orintation video español
angels wings
definition of art
chinese duck
prayers to start the day
alhambra mozaics
spain lanuage course in hong kong
hug appropriate
mike carotta speaking schedule
black angel wing tattoos
the way a teacher talks in class
fake factory
object lessons, youth, breakfast cereal
open my eyes by jesse manibusan midi
the famous laungage for differnt countries
Hide and Seek
Tuesday, March 20th, 2007It was a rainy day in Mt. Vernon, IL yesterday. The playground was muddy, so a dozen or so pre-schoolers went to the gym to burn off a little energy. (We were in there setting up the sound system for the evening show.)
To start with they just started running with no rhyme or reason. That’s all they needed to play.
Then they decided to play hide and seek. In a gym. Which they could only be in one half.
The “seeker” covered her eyes and started counting. The “hiders” again ran and spiraled in circles around the gym. One by one they ended up in the corner, kinda behind the edge of the folded up bleachers.
It was amazing to watch. Hide and seek in a room with no place to hide. They still ran a giggled and giggled some more.
We then interrupted the game to juggle for them. How could we not?
I think it should be a crime to be a juggler, be around 12 pre-schoolers, and not to juggle. Maybe even punishable by death.
Above All
Monday, March 19th, 2007This morning we attended mass with the students of St. Mary’s in Mt. Vernon, IL. (Go Knights!)
Today the second graders were responsible for the mass. They read, sang, and ushed (what ever the past tense of ‘to usher’ is).
When it came time for communion, one of the second graders who was cantering said, “Our communion hymn is ‘All Above’. I mean ‘Above All’”. And then she smiled a big toothy second grader grin and giggled.
How nice would it be to still be in a place that we could mess up, into a microphone, in front of all our peers and not be ashamed. But instead think it was funny.
Many users describe the popular social networking sites as addictive, which is why they say giving up these 21st-century temptations is a sincere sacrifice. Members on both sites create profiles and add each other as friends. They can also share messages, photos, videos and personal blogs.
“It’s been hard, especially in the beginning,” said Kerry Graham, who says she gave up Facebook for Lent.
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“Some of my friends think it’s silly, since people usually give up food,” said 16-year-old Emily Montgomery, who says she’s given up her access to MySpace. “I wanted to give up something that’s really hard for me.”