By the way

Stuff you should know about me

I use my turn signal. I wear my seat belt, I play music while I drive, I love rock music, I love reggae. I am just getting into hip hop – Akon is my favorite hip hop star. I do not drink alcohol, I have a natural high, I get a buzz when I listen to rock or reggae. I'm the hardest working lazy person you know. I pray every day; I praise God when Matthew gets an A. I love living close to the ocean but have not been in 6 months. Genuine people rule. I have not met many. I love making stuff – pretty stuff, cute stuff, stuff I find interesting, stuff you might find interesting. My wish is to make a living from the items I create – Wow! Wouldn’t that be perfect? I pray that one day I become one of those people who turn their passion into profit.
I removed a bunch of tiny black wart (they do not call them that in the States) from my face and they came back. I have freckles and a birth mark on my side. I exercise at least 3 times a week, but will always have love handles. I am a great decision maker, mainly for other people's decisions. I love optimistic people yet attract pessimistic ones. I get zits the week before my period. I have never broken a bone – but my son has. I pray every night, I sleep across the bed – I like it when feet hang over the side. I care what everyone thinks of me, but am learning not to give a rats ass. I do not treat my self to samples at the supermarket. I avoid people who are intellectually challenged – they seek me out. I have trust issues, I know you better than you know yourself, because I listen.

Reggae inspired

I love Reggae, all genres, dance hall, rub-a-dub, roots, ska, – all music derived from reggae. Growing up, I did not appreciate the art; I guess in my ‘society’, it was not held in high regard. (Someday I will offer my opinions on why). In fact, when I was quite young, my father took me to see Bob Marley in concert (yes, I am old). I was so scared and nervous that I found it impossible to enjoy the concert. Looking back, it is my single most memorable and favorite moment. Years later, I took my son to a Bob Marley birthday celebration – he was only five – he describes it as his favorite memory - I could be the contact high, but I hope not.

Recently, I was feeling a bit blue – I was missing my dad. I went online to send an e-mail to my brother and a pop up for Stephen Marley’s concert filled my screen. I watched the concert online; I was flooded with inspiration….

'It happens

Initially, my son started this blog, but he got busy with middle school, so he had to put his rants on hold. From time to time you will hear from him.
I decided to post a few rants, or thoughts of my own, I figure, it’s cheaper than therapy and antidepressants. So here goes…
Recently, I have been on a spiritual quest – in order to become more centered, I have been in isolation. I no loner answer my phone, I do not communicate with my friends, I am just existing in my own world – and I Kinda like it – or should I say I was enjoying it, until last week I ran into a friend while I was shopping for some tools. We had made plans to meet to discuss a business deal a few weeks ago, but she was behaving a bit shady and I did not show up for the meeting. I think I left her a voice mail explaining why I could not make the meeting, but I did not take nor did I return her call when she tried to reach out. I was displeased with her unhanded behavior, but instead of coming clean, I made up a lame excuse. And now we were face to face in a store. I was flushed with embarrassment – I did not know what to do. She politely said hello and introduced her husband (we had met before – I had Christmas dinner with them once) and then she said “I will see you later”.

The power of Digg.

I thought that it would be a good idea to make a top whatever list, like in just about every other blog. It was about posting stories and comments on Digg. When I was thinking about it, I realized that I spent hours on Digg, that it affected my thinking patterns, that it could take down websites, and that It could make a business incredibly profitable or incredibly unprofitable.

I think that Digg is more addictive than cocaine. Some times I wake up very early in the morning to go on Digg for a few hours before school. Also, the people on Digg are vicious, and will attack and verbally insult you and your mother with a total lack mercy. And not just one person too, they get together in packs and take you down like you are their prey. Digg is a powerful weapon that you can use to take down your foes and make your self look good. Its the key to internet power.