Friday, November 22, 2013

Cancer

[None of us have it.] But my friend at work, Larry, he does. I didn't know him before his cancer, so I don't know how's it's changed him, but he's kinda cool now, so he was probably even cooler before, right? So I just got off the phone w/Larry's wife (who works for an endodontist - root canal specialist) and was checking fb to see if she was on his fb page so I could 'friend' her (she's not) and got distracted by fb and wound up over here at Esquire.com, where I found Stephanie Lee's story, and these haunting words describing what happens when a scientist looks through the microscope at cancer, after having just viewed beautiful healthy cells:

"The cells will get longer and more crowded. Everything will become more chaotic." But he didn't even have to say it. The change was atmospheric as much as it was visible. A good neighborhood had given way to a bad one; a bucolic past had yielded to a dystopian future. A riot had gone on. The eggs of the epithelium had been stepped on, by pitiless boots; the bright colors of the smooth-muscle cells now swirled in toxic pools, the sheen of industrial aftermath. Stained indigo, the machinery at the very heart of the cells—the mitotic spindles that are the signature of cell division—were apparent, but they were also everywhere, like popcorn boxes after a matinee, part of the cellular debris, the litter of cells dividing so fast they die.

Monday, September 16, 2013

WNY Shelter in Place

Friday, June 14, 2013

The Circle Game

I've been singing this song to Phoebe since before she was born. I love it for so many reasons, not the least of which is that my mother also sang it to me. It's so full of meaning and imagery. Phoebe's been asking me a lot lately to sing it, I'm so glad she doesn't seem to be tiring of hearing it, because I'm certainly not tiring of singing it. :) And gosh, jonimitchell.com says it's been re-recorded by 192 different artists! I love re-makes, so I'll be checking out some of the other versions. In my version, it's about a little girl instead of a little boy, and I've been singing it that way for so long that it actually sounds odd to me when I hear the original lyrics. I wonder what else others have done with it to make it their own.



Yesterday a child came out to wander
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star

And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game

Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like, "When you're older", must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams

And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game

Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cartwheels turn to car wheels through the town
And they tell him, "Take your time. It won't be long now
'Til your drag your feet to slow the circles down"

And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game

So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through

And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look
Behind from where we came
And go round and 'round and 'round
In the circle game

And go round and round and round in the circle game


 

Thursday, June 13, 2013

My Little Inspiration... {Mod 02}

{Original Post Tue 2/02} Ok the post title is a nod to my blog title. And this post is going to be about those things in my blog header, and how each of them made the list. I am going to edit and update this post occasionally, rather than try to get it all out at once. So here's a cut 'n paste of the header which I will revise to keep current, and make bold the individual items as I do the elaborationas it stands today, stay tuned for some elaboration... {Mod 02 Thu 6/13}

"Inspired Mostly by My Children ♥ and by ^Acceptance Accountability Adventure Awareness Balance Challenge Charity Childhood Commitment Community Compassion Courage Devotion Dreams Empathy Equity ^Exploration Faith Family Generosity Grace Honor Hope Humility Humor Improvement Innocence Intactivism Intelligence Integrity Joy Justice Kindness Laughter ^Liberty Life Love Loyalty Motherhood Nature Opportunity Optimism Possibility Purpose Reality Spirituality Sportsmanship Strength Transparency Truth Whimsy "Um... Oh! and World Peace."

{Mod 01 Fri 2/08} First and foremost, obviously, are My Children ♥. Being a Mom has given me unimaginable joy, a strong sense of purpose, and the most amazing sense of perspective. Having them has brought me growth, strength, and passion on one hand, and heartache and fear on the other hand. I feel so blessed and proud and pleased with what I am able to do with and for my children, and my heart aches so for the children who aren't as loved and doted upon as they all deserve to be, for the children who suffer instead of thrive, and my heart aches most for the beloved children who were torn from the love of their families and thrust into the evil that pervades us.

{Mod 02} Next up, because it's at the forefront of my awareness lately, is one of my newest additions to the header, Liberty. I'm no constitutional scholar, but darned if our rights aren't being whittled away in the name of security. Where's the personal responsibility? We don't need to government to 'protect' us if it requires they invade our privacy! I'm totally disgusted and discouraged that they have done so, so sweepingly, and so secretly, despite the very explicit 4th Amendment constitutional protections against it! More to come on this one...

{Mod 02} This one's easy, "Um... Oh! and World Peace" is a quote from Sandra Bullock's character in the cute little movie Miss Congeniality. In response to the beauty pageant question 'what's your wish for the future' she was adamant about giving a meaningful answer, rather than the standard 'world peace' answer. But when her thoughtful answer (about I-can't-even-remember-what) resulted in a stunned, silent audience, she looked around in disbelief trying to figure out what to say ("Um..."), then realized ("Oh!"), and begrugingly added "and world peace" to earn the audience's approval and applause. I just love the way she delivered that line.

{Mod 02} I crack myself up. This strikethrough/underline markup thing is carried over from my work. Why do I feel compelled to disclose my own blog edits?! My submarine specification work's got me well-indoctrinated. :)

More Ordinary

{0923 Thu 6/13} Last night's dreams were also more normal and less memorable, but the in the bits I do remember, my family and my SUPSHIP Newport News friends were at some big hotel/frat-house type place at some big, rambling, low-key party. My family was sober, but my colleagues were very tipsy, and I was trying to introduce JR to my dear friend Jerry Dudley, and I was irritated because JR was too busy chasing Christopher around and Jerry was too drunk to be polite.

{0609 Wed 6/12} Dreams were more normal, just lotsa motorcycling, mopeding, ATVing, and scootering around real fast. Also less vivid and less memorable.

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Darn Character Limitations

I wanted to add three new words to my blog header, and I came up with a short/neat way to indicate those which are new, but apparently I'm up against my 500 character limit, because I couldn't add even one of them. Grr.
They would have been ^Acceptance ^Exploration and ^Liberty. Time to re-tinker.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Terminal Velocity

More crazy Chantix dreams in which JR and I go on a drug-buying in front of Phoebe, bj-giving in front of Mom, gun-shooting, week-long trespassing camping spree. Chris got shot in the chest by accident but was okay and I wasn't mad. Craziness!

Monday, June 10, 2013

Weird Chantix Dreams

Minh Thu's long lost mother, nb re-doing Fred & Ellens bathroom, and the wild baby animal spawning room, and the baby lion who ate three newborns including a zebra.

Sunday, June 9, 2013

Bloggin' via Txt :)

{6/04} So maybe if you're here you've already have that noticed that I'm blogging more, and it's mostly because I finally got around to setting it up to blog via email and text, it's been fun. Plus, since "a picture is worth a thousand words" I decided photo-only blogging is perfectly legit! :)

{6/09} Ok I re-considered and changed my mind about photo-only blogging. Those are not part of "my" little contribution, those are "other people's" contributions. But they're still worth keeping, so I made a "Quotes" board on Pinterest and put them all there, links over there -->

Friday, June 7, 2013

I Keep Meaning to Start Yoga

Wii Fit Plus Yoga should suffice. :)