Geeking out – Transport


There is nothing wrong with your television set. Do not attempt to adjust the picture. We are controlling transmission. If we wish to make it louder, we will bring up the volume. If we wish to make it softer, we will tune it to a whisper. We will control the horizontal. We will control the vertical. We can roll the image, make it flutter. We can change the focus to a soft blur or sharpen it to crystal clarity. For the next hour, sit quietly and we will control all that you see and hear. We repeat: there is nothing wrong with your television set. You are about to participate in a great adventure. You are about to experience the awe and mystery which reaches from the inner mind to – The Outer Limits.

If there was a way to really travel by spaceship every day, I think I would choose that.   Or by train.  If not a spaceship, then a train.

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A lot of nerds aren’t aware they’re nerds. A geek has thrown his hands up to the universe and gone, ‘I speak Klingon – who am I fooling? You win! I’m just gonna openly like what I like.’ Geeks tend to be a little happier with themselves.

Patton Oswalt

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O.K.  So I’m a geek.  Most people do not know the depths of my geekiness. However, it’s out of the bag now.  Every chance I get, I will choose random and interesting events and adventures.  I will choose to dress up in play clothes over dressing up in work clothes.  I will choose to transport myself to another dimension rather than transport myself through the mundaneness of daily life.

Nearing a half century on this planet, I am finding it easier and easier to transport myself to places imaginary, to power up and shift into turbo while I live long and prosper.  Though I sometimes wish Scotty would just hurry up and beam me up, I know that would be highly illogical and nearly impossible to boldly go where no man has gone before, but you can’t stop a girl from dreaming.

Comic Sans, Lagos, Nigeria

Some other interstellar things to think about and quotes I really like from all of my geeky travels.  How well they apply to our current state of affairs.

“Your focus determines your reality.” – Qui-Gon Jinn; “Do. Or do not. There is no try.” – Yoda; “For everything, there is a first time.”; “Please let me know if there’s some other way we can screw up tonight.”; “Logic is the beginning of wisdom, not the end.”; “Do not grieve, Admiral. It was logical. The needs of the… many outweigh… “…The needs of the few.” (…Spock grimaces, nods.) “…Or the one.”; “In my experience there is no such thing as luck.” – Obi-Wan Kenobi; “I find your lack of faith disturbing.” – Darth Vader; “How do I feel? I feel old — worn out.” “…Then let me show you something that will make you feel… young — as when the world was new.“; “Never tell me the odds.” – Han Solo; “You’ve never really faced death, have you?”;“But good words; that’s where ideas begin. …Maybe you should listen to them.”;“He’s so… human.” (She shudders.) “…Nobody’s perfect, Saavik.”;  “This is a new day, a new beginning.” – Ahsoka Tano“Well, once again, we’ve saved civilization as we know it.” “…And the good news is, they’re not going to prosecute.“; “...No; not like this. I haven’t faced death. I’ve cheated death. I’ve tricked my way out of death and patted myself on the back for my ingenuity; I know nothing.”;“I like to believe that there are always possibilities.”; “So this is how liberty dies…with thunderous applause.” – Padmé Amidala

Orson: The report, Mork.
Mork: This week I discovered a terrible disease called loneliness.
Orson: Do many people on Earth suffer from this disease?
Mork: Oh yes sir, and how they suffer. One man I know suffers so much he has to take a medication called bourbon, even that doesn’t help very much because then he can hear paint dry.
Orson: Does bed rest help?
Mork: No because I’ve heard that sleeping alone is part of the problem. You see, Orson, loneliness is a disease of the spirit. People who have it think that no one cares about them.
Orson: Do you have any idea why?
Mork: Yes sir you can count on me. You see, when children are young, they’re told not to talk to strangers. When they go to school, they’re told not to talk to the person next to them. Finally when they’re very old, they’re told not to talk to themselves, who’s left?
Orson: Are you saying Earthlings make each other lonely?
Mork: No sir I’m saying just the opposite. They make themeslves lonely, they’re so busy looking out for number one that there’s not enough room for two.
Orson: It’s too bad everybody down there can’t get together and find a cure.
Mork: Here’s the paradox sir because if they did get together, they wouldn’t need one. Isn’t that zenlack?

Other interpretations on transport I enjoyed.

Transport ; Looknwalk; Figments; Ladylee; TVOR; Travelrat; Closetoyou; Sonya; Shooting; Geriatric; Cloudywings; Renegade: Roamingurbangypsy; Naomi; Later; Silverstreaks; Ron

15+ Nearly 21


It took a few days for me to sit down and focus on this topic.  Every time I tried to envision what I would say, a tidal wave of emotions would surface and halt any progress.  I considered not saying anything but that would not really fair to my own need of saying it… of remembering it.. of dealing with it.  Even if it is only once a year.

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I spent almost 21 years preparing for what happened 15 years ago. In spite of the amount of training I received, I never once thought I would need to put it to use. NEVER!  This event affected every single part of my life.

I was a single parent of two young girls putting myself through university.  I had a routine of getting up in the morning, doing yoga, having coffee, relaxing for the very short portion of my day that did not involve chaos and movement.  I would play music while doing yoga, then I would turn on the news and grab my first cup of coffee.

On this morning, I turned on my television and as I turned towards the kitchen to get my first cup, I saw what looked like a burning building in NYC.  I thought it was strange because my tv didn’t have special movie channels (I was too broke to afford that package) and it was ALWAYS on the Today show at this time of day.  I glanced back toward the tv trying to work this out when I saw the second plane hit.  Thus began the beginning of the end of my life as I knew it.

I was in the Navy reserves and had been for close to 15 years by that time.  In the beginning I expected to be called up immediately.  Every day I held my phone with me for 24 hours a day just waiting for it to ring with that call.  I went through each day, with my nerves on edge, my breath held, and eyes on the news at every opportunity with shock a constant emotion that made it difficult to think and act normal. My oldest daughter told me to stop watching the news because it made her sad.  Like an addict, I would sneak peaks of the news while the kids were sleeping our out playing.  This seemed to go on and on and on.  There was no break from it. So much unknowing.

After about a month, I relaxed.  I expected that others had been called up and maybe I would be allowed to continue my very average life, maybe there had been some resolution and things were just winding down.  I slowly started letting my guard down and gaining hope that life might indeed return to as normal it could ever be again, for myself and for the nation.  Despite the horror, we would carry on.

About a month and a half after the towers fell, I was waiting in line to get some take out sushi for my kids.  There was some soft Japanese music playing in the background of the main restaurant, pop music playing in front of me, and the sound of water trickling from a fountain in the entrance.  My phone rang, I answered it thinking it was my kids wanting me to change their order.

The world stopped, but the sounds around me continued on as I was given the notice that I would have three days to pack out my life, put my degree program on hold for an undetermined amount of time, and get my children to the east coast to live with their dad while I moved to an undisclosed location.  The world continued to move around me at lightening quick speed, while at the same time it seemed to be going in slow motion.  Chaos and turmoil intermixed with a numb silence. Back and forth..forth and back.  I have never been able to completely express the madness and calm that encompassed my life during those 3 days.

Over the next 10 months I made friends in a distant location, I had experiences I will never forget, and most importantly we all survived.  We were all changed. Irrevocably changed, but we survived.  About 5 years later, I was mobilized again, and again I was changed.  My life, my plans, my kids, my employment.  Everything changed.

I had nearly 21 years of service by this time and decided it was time to retire from the military.   I do not regret a single moment of the time I served.  I am usually not the type of person to want to go back and change the past.  As if you could.  I am proud of my service and proud of the people who served beside me. I believe that everything from my past has made me into who I am today.  Though I am a new person…for better or for worse…I will never forget the before sam..the before people of our nation…the before world.

I overheard someone recently say, “Oh boy, it’s almost that time again.” The person next to him said, “What time?”  He replied, “You know…9/11 memorials.  We won’t be able to do anything without having to hear about that.  It’s going to mess up a lot of plans I have.  I wish we could just get over that.  It’s not like it’s going to happen again!!”  At first I was angry and a little shocked.  Then I relaxed and realized that, I too sometimes wish we could go back to that mentality.  That innocence. That ridiculous feeling of untouchability. We can’t do that.  We should NOT do that. We do not have to live as victims and in fear, but we should never forget what happened and how easily it happened.

Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.  Santayana “The Life of Reason. 1905”

Nearly 21 – years of service.  All of it is remembered fondly.  Never can forget.

Some of my favorite posts about New York.  One of my favorite cities.  Always will be.  I hope you enjoy.

Growth

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Perspective – New York Adopt Me;      A tale of two cities;      A city;    NEW York;   In the background;    Peace youse;    All aboard;

Taking it to the Streets – Again – For fun


A long, long, long vacation. Tons of fun from fairs to beaches and from city to city.  Summertime fun with family and friends.  Just a smattering of it all from New York to New Jersey.  I hope you enjoy.  I know I did!!

 

I always have fun in The City, but I especially and specifically have fun with the street art.

Street Art; Wide Walls; atgofion; akebild; acttwosite; David; Southhampton; 4otomo; kjmusings; mostly monochrome; notesbynatalie; insellos

 

 

Coffee, Coffee, Coffee


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Best way to start the day. Coffee in Prague

I think the biggest misconception about me is people really don’t know who I really am. They see the party side of me, they see the crazy side of me. But I also have a laid-back side. You know, I’m chill, down to earth. If you want to grab a cup of coffee and just talk about life, I can do that. Nicole Polizzi

Coffee, tea, mimosas, roasted cinnamon bread = breakfast in Prague.

The thing about coffee is…

It is everywhere, you can have it with anyone, there are many different ways of having it, it can start a day, end a meal, start a conversation, and fill in any and every blank.

If this is coffee, please bring me some tea; but if this is tea, please bring me some coffee. Abraham Lincoln

If you don’t like coffee?  Well, there is tea. 24 days in Croatia brought us coffee and tea experiences (and sometimes mimosas for a wake up call).  Best way to start the day and sometimes, the best way to end the day.

Coffee is a language in itself. Jackie Chan

With coffee you can…

Talk, listen, think, rest, feel, taste, smell.

What goes best with a cup of coffee? Another cup. ~Henry Rollins

Random wake up calls from Washington State to Washington DC.

This coffee falls into your stomach, and straightway there is a general commotion. Ideas begin to move like the battalions of the Grand Army of the battlefield, and the battle takes place. Things remembered arrive at full gallop, ensuing to the wind. The light cavalry of comparisons deliver a magnificent deploying charge, the artillery of logic hurry up with their train and ammunition, the shafts of with start up like sharpshooters. Similes arise, the paper is covered with ink; for the struggle commences and is concluded with torrents of black water, just as a battle with powder. ~Honoré de Balzac, “The Pleasures and Pains of Coffee”

You know I love coffee

A Simple Cup o’ Joe – Venezuela; A Simple Cup o’ Joe – Nigeria  I have a confession to make – Venezuela; Morning Reflections – Everywhere ; Definitely a first world problem – Costa Rica; Costa Rica – Land of... – Costa Rica; Fantastic Kids – Nepal:  Coffee Break – Turkey; I’m sensing a trend – Amsterdam;  Another Cup O’Joe – Nigeria

Fellow coffee talkers

parttimemonster; zenandpi; catsnchocolate; leavesetlivres; scribbleandscran; truenorthbricks; trentsworld; caroljforrester; whatrhymeswithstanza

 

Two days on, One day off – Accra, Ghana


I was lucky to have an opportunity to participate in a very quick trip to Accra, Ghana for work with a short half day to tour a few markets.  It was interesting to compare Accra to Lagos in the area of food, style, art and living.  So much was familiar with just enough differences to make it quite interesting.  I’m hoping to be able to go back and see some of the people and places outside of the city.  I hope you enjoy.

The voyage of discovery is not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes. Marcel Proust

I don’t like landscapes. I like cities. Lots of cities. I like buildings. I like streets. Dario Argento

Posts I liked

LandscapesMostly Monochrome Whitby stenoodieFrom Hiding to Blogging The Sunrise on Early Spring at Minnesota; Doublewhirler New Zealand’s LandscapeMittened Hands Winter DesertOffbeat and Quirky by Henri BauhausAlpine Village – Through the Lens ….on pets and prisonersCee’s PhotographySteve Says… The Kelpies: Never Look A Mythical Water Horse In The Mouth Unless You Are Taking A Photo… Inherently Adventurous Halfway de Wets Wild Landscape {mary’s chaoticwhitespace}Landscape – CinematographySomewhere In Between – Life Confusions;  Jackobo’s Photoblog Mirror WatersReflections for my Soulscillagracethe15thday the landscape of my youthLost in Translationla parole a été donnée à l´homme pour cacher sa pensée landscapeHX ReportTHE ICONOPHILE The detail is in the devil