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| January 25, 2009 Still the Same Peer pressure weighs heavily on my mind (sometimes and only then, eventually). On Flickr, I have been asked to participate in some autobiographical games such as five things, sixteen things, twenty-five things…says who? Here is some stuff about me. I will stop before running completely out of gas. We will see how many items that adds-up to at the end. Also, I have been averaging about 4 views per photo posted in the last few months. (It couldn’t possibly be the quality of my photos.) With so few people looking, it seems like a good time for such an offering. It will cut down on the number of disputes about my exaggerated claims below: 1. I am a dad with a camera and a joy for photography and writing, for imagination and for all things creative. A thirty-year career in business stifled that creativity stuff for too long. I enjoyed that career very much. This might be more fun. I still tend to think inside the photographic box and would like to change that as much as I am able. For those of you who that sort of thing comes easily to, I feel you shaking your collective heads. I will keep trying anyway. 2. As a kid, if I wasn’t playing sports then I had a job. I had some jobs that people might think were really bad…car wash shag boy, machine shop cleaner-upper, tractor driver for the Parks department, janitor in an office building…but I learned some great stuff and knew some wonderful people. Except for having to kill a few rats, my memories of my worst jobs are really good. I do not like rats. 3. Always interested taking photographs, mostly I never had the money or the time to learn about how to do it well. That is not a regret. It is simply an observation. I took a few good ones even when I had no idea why. It comes down to choices. I chose to do other things with the limited time and disposable income that I had. I made good choices for me. The development of the digital camera has brought me great joy. Now it has come to my attention that my own use of the camera might be a method to stave off the clear need for professional therapy. In our heart of hearts, we all know it will never work. 4. I found my mate when I was seventeen years old and I knew at the time that she was the one for me. It only took me nearly six additional years to convince her. It was before there were anti-stalking laws. The fact that I recognized these things as they happened becomes more remarkable to me as I get older. I say ‘as I get older’ because by now it is clear that, for me, maturing is simply out of the question. 5. We managed to be smart enough to wait until we both had graduated from college before marrying. We have now been married for nearly thirty-three years. Not all those years were completely blissful. None were miserable. None. I would bear all difficult moments again if the rewards were the same. That body of work remains the focus of my life. 6. Our only kid is pretty much grown. That depends heavily on your definition of “grown.” He works as a financial adviser. Maturity achievement is permanently debatable. I wouldn’t have it any other way…a chip off the old block. 7. When I was a kid, my very loving family and I moved a lot. I went to seven different schools in the nine years before college. At the end of my high school years, we lived in Denver, Colorado. When choosing a college, I intensely wanted to be in one familiar place for the entirety and for it to have warm weather so I could play baseball. I endorse such a prioritizing approach to all graduating high school seniors in your matriculation decision-making. Yes, I played baseball. I still wish I could play baseball. Fortunately, my university had a more than decent business school and I had the foresight to recognize some things that might…might… eventually be more important than baseball. Well, maybe at least almost as important. 8. Within an hour from our home in Dallas, it is possible to drive to where both sets of my grandparents once lived; the college attended by two of my grandparents, both my parents, me and my son; the church where my parents were married and to places where others in my family tree settled in the 1800s. I sometimes draw some comfort in the thought that my roots are that close-by. It is difficult for me to dissect and explain that emotion. 9. My parents died quite young. Pop was 65 and Mom was only 51. Their early deaths dramatically impacted my approach to many things in my adult life. They are still missed. 10. I have seen two porno films in my life, unless you count “Pulp Fiction” or “The Exorcist.” Then it would be four. (Extreme Randomness Alert) In our early twenties, my wife and I and our good friends went to the seediest of theaters on East Colfax Dr. in Denver and giggled through two short, absurdly horrible, un-remembered ditties. (Rhymes with…something else.) There were two other “patrons” in the theater that night. Both wore trench coats and sat far away from the four gigglers. Not only have I never watched another, but any curious interest in them disappeared from my radar screen after seeing those two “films.” (I have seen Skinamax on cable TV, but c’mon.) We still laugh about that night with those same friends, but not because of the “films.” It was a very funny night. 11. I have known a few famous people. Contrary to your current thoughts, none of them are porno actors. It is my experience that famous people are not that much different than us anonymous folk. There are more photos available of them than of me. Let’s keep it that way. I even started writing another novel and one of the themes is rooted in my own fear of ever being famous. It took a long time for me to agree to put my real name on my novel that got published. Of the few famous people I have known, some desired their notoriety. Others had it thrust upon them without seeking it very hard. Some are better people than others. Quite a surprise. 12. There have never been any illegal drugs included in my life. Nope, not ever. It is a sociological curiosity to me that anyone who never participated is now made to feel that they are somehow inadequate for their lack of experience. Still not interested. But, for the record, I do like when the dentist uses gas on me. Twice. And I SO inhaled. 13. I really like Dr. Pepper a lot. It might ought to be illegal. 14. If anyone would have told me that I would have ever met a bunch of folks via the www who would be terrific people and would teach me stuff that I wanted to learn about photography, I would have laughed and walked away with full confidence that they were nuts. But that is exactly what has happened. The photogs on Flickr and in particular, in Dallas/Ft. Worth, are such high quality people and fabulous photographers. Their willingness to share knowledge is a real joy for me. 15. Besides recognizing what I had found in my relationship with my future wife, my finest hours so far have been: 2. the moments of clarity that allowed us to decide to have a child; 3. the astonishing moments of the birth of our son and; 4. the astoundingly rewarding experience of watching him grow into a delightful and honorable human being. That legacy continues to fill me with indescribable pride each and every day. 16. Our son will marry this summer. She is lovely and wonderful. It is an enormously happy time for us. Not only am I in love, but I get to see him be in love as well. It is difficult to imagine anything better. 17. If a professional baseball team called desperately seeking help, and if they called, they would be oh so very desperate, I would report with absolutely no question. Yes, I am nearly fifty-five years old, have had four eye surgeries, one ankle rebuilt and am still deaf in one ear. What is your point? I would take pictures for Flickr. Do you think professional baseball players have a group medical plan? 18. Hmmm. Eighteen…I am such a rebel. |
| January 19, 2008 Heroes In our everyday lives, it is too easy to remain in our own personal trench, seeing only the sides of the hole we are digging. The world is bigger than that. We should all be made aware of it...at least occasionally. This little five minute film makes personal what the evening news has usually failed to show to me. We have heroes among us. The film is not gross and will not break your heart. You will not be sad, except to realize that you might not have viewed this stuff in real-life terms very much. Maybe we all should. There is no political rhetoric or noise that tries to persuade you about anything. It will show you stuff that is personal that makes it real. It won't hurt. Turn on the sound to your computer and listen. If you can spare five minutes, maybe it will impact you like it did me. That would be a good-good. HEROES |
| January 30, 2009 Sugar Lumps Only a few times over the years have I posted links to videos that you might enjoy. But here is one. For all you guys who have the babe trouble because they are always checking out your "sugar lumps": *bad language warning* *laugh out loud warning* It's up to you. |