Something Cool.

I love the website called DeviantArt  especially when they have challenges like we over here have our Weekly Photo Challenges. I love photography and Photo Manipulation as well. Recently DA gave people an opportunity to make something called a ‘influence map’. I chose to do a Media Influence Map. (rather than say a life influence where I would most likely list religious figures, family members, etc..)

So without further adieu, here is mine.

A Map of Media (TV, Movies, Celebrities( that have influenced me.




Daily Prompt: 32 Flavors

Vanilla, chocolate, or something else entirely?

Speaking of something else entirely.  I had a cat named David. He and I were very close. I swear he could read my mind sometimes. He was like my own child. my boy for 17 years. I still joke about how he was my longest ever relationship which usually draws looks from those who don’t know me and laughs from those that do. 

We started out living in Houston, TX (since at that time I believed I would never leave my hometown) then we moved to Laurel, Maryland because I’d got an IT job in Bethesda. The oddest thing about Maryland was what they chose to name their hardware store. Not something easy like Home Depot, or Lowes, but Heckinger’s. I had a girlfriend and we did a lot of gardening and landscaping our yard so we went there often.. The trips to Heckinger’s were some of the silliest outings me and my girlfriend went on because just about every time we would go there we would see these tiny mice running all around the place which was OK because it gave us a  story to tell David when we got home. So it became a ‘family’ joke where we would tell David after we’d come back home from errands:                                mousey ice cream

“Oh no, David!! We forgot to pick you up some Mousey Ice Cream at Heckinger’s!!”


So David lived from 1984 – 2001 and he was happy and well-loved. I like to think he’s in Cat Heaven serving up triple dip mousey ice cream to all his mates. “)



Daily Prompt: Quote

Writing Assignment: Do you have a favourite quote that you return to again and again? What is it, and why does it move you?

Since I was a poet long before I was anything else of substance (I wrote my first poem at age 7) words mean a lot to me. Words are powerful. I have written many poems about words but today TPTB (the powers that be) are asking for a quote and although many come to mind the one that I seem to re-visit over and over in the past 30+ years is by Henry David Thoreau:

I am the different drummer.(inclusified version)

I remember the first time I read that quote, I was 27 and I was in a diaconate programme and the Reverend was displeased with something I was doing in my personal life outside the ministry and so during a lesson some papers were being handed out and along with my paper I was also handed that quote on a piece of paper with a picture of what looked like a little drummer child walking away from a crowd. It was the Reverend’s way of telling me her unsolicited (personal) opinion but I took it as a sign and left the programme. Kind of stupid you might think but really it was the best thing I ever did because I could have never survived with any group who chastised people from being who they really are and in the same way “The Doctor” says he’s “A Madman With A Box”, I am definitely “The Different Drummer”. Heh, that has even, over the years, been a by-line I have used.

Wouldn’t it be great if everyone would just encourage each other to just simply be themselves, to march/dance/run to their own BOOM BOOM out of acceptance of diversity, not exclusion due to it.


GTFO 2012!!

I don’t ‘usually’ share feelings especially whiny personal sob story type blog posts. But wait, if I’m being honest I should tell you that I never had a proper blog until I created these two here on WordPress  Why? Well, unless it’s the occasional poem, I don’t open up much and definitely even less so in the past year.

See, in 2012 two major things occurred:

First of all, I lost my job of 7 years which actually is the longest I ever held a job (not because I am irresponsible but because I’ve been one of those IT folks that “Job Hop” for better pay or location. When I graduated I worked in Texas then moved to Maryland then next to Pennsylvania and then next to Louisiana all in the span of 4 years. The job I had was working for a CLEC provisioning phone lines under AT&T using the LEC‘s own software system/servers. It was a (nearly) perfect job. Monday-Friday 8-5 pm, no weekends, decent pay, hour lunches if I chose to, my own space with no one looking over my shoulder constantly and people telling me practically daily how great I was. (Really I was only great in their eyes because they’re Tier zero to my like Tier 1.5 *weak grin*…  Anyway, the company suddenly became unable to place new orders because the LEC pulled all their ‘CLEC discounts’, so the profit margin bottomed out. Then the company decided to begin the process of closing down. I was the first laid off because there wasn’t orders to be placed, all the computers were new ones I had already set up, yadda yadda. So my main outlet for socialization, ego boosting, etc was gone.

Secondly, in the span of 1 month later I broke off a 7 year relationship that should have been ended at year 2. So being a geeky introvert in the first place, I became what I am now, a geeky hermit. I attempted to break out of my hermit shell and spend some time with a Doctor Who group who were having a marathon of episodes, well after an 1 hour drive into New Orleans it all just went horribly wrong. I was too shy/repressed/socially-awkward to speak beyond a hello and the members weren’t especially welcoming either, (what club doesn’t greet new people???) therefore between that and an altercation with Dominos pizza delivery,  I had a major emo meltdown. Now since this was all the holiday weekend of my birthday (12.31) all seemed VERY lost and turning a year older just magnified my inner turmoil. All the drama and emo crap was way out of character for me, especially the me of the past year. But it got better and I soldiered on.

2012 was the worst year I’ve had since 1974. So this is me closing 2012 and attempting to put it behind me. So in honour of kicking 2012 out the door I made this graphic and put it as the cover image on my Facebook page! Enjoy! 🙂

Get the F@ck Outta Here 2012!!!


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