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  • Your perception of a problem is 90% of the problem


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    Can we just Darth Vader the whole situation and be done with it?


    It's funny that at a stress reduction workshop you finally admit to yourself that stress is not what's eating you, it's frustration. I was going to do training and then had it taken away from me. I understand the reasons why it was taken away but it doesn't make it any less dissapointing. I thought I was ok with that and that I would work on the project in other capacities but on our regular Tuesday Meeting it was as if I wasn't there. 


    So I started thinking fine, it's time to reach out and see what else is out there in terms of contracting and job possibilities. It's starting to look up and the evolution of some of those things work to my advantage.



    • CVC became a purely technical organization in a college not too far from where I live .

    • WebCT is hiring again so that may be another possibility

    • Certifications are good for you. I'm thinking about Dreamweaver and, once I get a handle on it, maybe even Flash and Flash Media Server

    One of the questions that still bugs me is how much I should hold on to the situation. I really want to do training but I don't want to be an afterthought because other people are too busy to do it, I don't want to be pulled into so many directions that I get distracted and upset when things don't work. And, above all, I want to be in a situation where I can actually stretch intellectually both as an individual and as part of a team..

  • You know you're letting your job get to you when...


    You really have to dig deep to find motivation to go to work Monday morning


    When you're starting to feel paranoid and take things too personal both in your job environment and outside


    When you seriously start thinking about a new job every time you get emails from career builder and higheredjobs.com


    EDIT


    When you realize you're at a dead-end career wise but don't really want to change how things are and don't want to risk where change is going to take you

  • How I feel right now


    Worlds Apart (emphasis mine)
    Jars of Clay


    I am the only one to blame for this
    Somehow it all ends up the same
    Soaring on the wings of selfish pride
    I flew too high and like Icarus I collide
    With a world I try so hard to leave behind
    To rid myself of all but love
    To give and die

    To turn away and not become
    Another nail to pierce the skin of one who loved
    More deeply than the oceans,
    More abundant than the tears
    Of a world embracing every heartache

    Can I be the one to sacrifice?
    Oh, grip the spear and watch the blood and the water flow

    (To love You)
    Take my world apart
    (To need You)
    I am on my knees
    (To love You)
    Take my world apart
    (To need You)
    Broken on my knees

    All said and done I stand alone
    Amongst remains of a life I should not own
    It takes all I am to believe
    In the mercy that covers me

    Did you really have to die for me?
    All I am for all you are
    'Cause what I need and what I believe are worlds apart

    And I pray
    (To love You)
    Take my world apart
    (To need You)
    I am on my knees
    (To love You)
    Take my world apart
    (To need You)
    Broken on my knees
    On my knees
    (Bridge)

    I look beyond the empty cross
    Forgetting what my life has cost
    And wipe away the crimson stains
    And dull the nail that still remains
    More and more I need you now,
    I owe you more each passing hour
    Battle between grace and pride
    I gave up not so long ago
    So steal my heart and take the pain,
    And wash my feet and cleanse my pride
    Take the selfish, take the weak,
    And all the things I cannot hide
    Take the beauty, take my tears
    My sin-soaked heart - make it yours
    Take my world all apart,
    Take it now, take it now
    And serve the ones that I despise
    Speak the words I can't deny
    Watch the world I used to love
    Fall to dust and blow away
    I look beyond the empty cross
    Forgetting what my life has cost
    And wipe away the crimson stains
    And dull the nail that still remains
    Steal my heart and take the pain
    Take the selfish, take the weak
    And all the things I cannot hide
    Take the beauty, take my tears
    Take my world apart
    Take my world apart
    And I pray, and I pray, and I pray
    Take my world apart
    Worlds apart


     

  • Rise
    Unknown (Ghost In the Shell Stand Alone Complex: 2nd Gig OST)


    I'm a soldier, znachit ya
    I otvyetchik i sud'ya
    Ya stoyu na dvukh kontsakh ognya
    Ogibaya virazhi, obgonyaya smyert' i zhizn'
    Ya byegu srazit'sya s tyen'yu lzhi
        I'm a soldier, meaning that I'm
        Both the defendent and the judge
        I'm standing on both sides of the fire
        Going around turns, overtaking death and life
        I'm running to fight with the shadow of a lie

    skol'ko b nityey nye plyol obman
    pokazhyet lik svyeta istina
        No matter how many threads deception would weave
        Truth will show its face of light

    *Save your tears
    for the day
    when our pain is far behind
    on your feet
    come with me
    we are soldiers stand or die
        *Save your tears
        for the day
        when our pain is far behind
        on your feet
        come with me
        we are soldiers stand or die

    Save your fears
    take your place
    save them for the judgement day
    fast and free
    follow me
    time to make the sacrifice
    we rise or fall
        Save your fears
        take your place
        save them for the judgement day
        fast and free
        follow me
        time to make the sacrifice
        we rise or fall

    I'm a soldier, born to stand
    in this waking hell I am
    witnessing more than I can compute
        I'm a soldier, born to stand
        in this waking hell I am
        witnessing more than I can compute

    pray myself we don't forget
    lies, betrayed and the oppressed
    please give me the strength to be the truth
        pray myself we don't forget
        lies, betrayed and the oppressed
        please give me the strength to be the truth

    people facing the fire together
    if we don't, we'll lose all we have found
        people facing the fire together
        if we don't, we'll lose all we have found

    *repeat
        *repeat

    Za myechtoyu nakray propasti
    Lish' tol'ko tak mozhno mir spasti
        After a dream to the edge of a chasm
        Only that way can the world be saved

    Ty nye plach',
    Slyozy spryach',
    Ved' nastanyet novyy den'
    Tvoy ogon'
    Sogryevat'
    Budyet tysyachi syerdets
    A syeychas podnimis'
    Spryach' podal'shye bol' i strakh
    Pobyedit tot, kto prav
    Znay, chto vsyo v tvoikh rukakh
        Don't you cry,
        Hide the tears,
        Because a new day will start
        Your fire
        Will be heated
        By thousands of hearts
        But now get up
        Hide the pain and fear far
        The one who's right will win
        Know that everything is in your hands

    *repeat
        *repeat


    I think that there is an essential difference between growing up and growing old.  Growing old is required, growing up is optional. Unfortunately one always implies the other one.


    EDIT


    I've been listening to John Williams again. My 3 favorite Star Wars pieces (Throne Room / Finale, Imperial March and Main Theme)and Indiana Jones's Raider's March. I guess  that's the mood I'm in... I need something to take me out of the rut so I can relax and the best way I can think of is Bay Area here I come... no computers and lots, lots and lots of free time to do aboslutely nothing.



    I'm going down to Liverpool to do nothing
    I'm going down to Liverpool to do nothing
    I'm going down to Liverpool to do nothing
    All the days of my life
    All the days of my life


    Going down to Liverpool -- Katrina & The Waves


     

  • Something that called my attention


    Emphasis is mine





    HoustonChronicle.com -- http://www.HoustonChronicle.com | Section: John P. Lopez



    Feb. 15, 2006, 11:52PM


    Crash and yearn to risk it again sums up Kildow

    By JOHN P. LOPEZ
    Copyright 2006 Houston Chronicle


    TURIN, Italy — It was the first gray day of the Winter Games, the famous "Turin Fog" settling
    over the San Sicario range.


    It blurred the line between snow and sky, the blue from the edge of the Fraiteve course blending into mist and fog.


    It gave the women's downhill course a pronounced look of doom and made it difficult to tell where the run ended and perhaps a painful destiny for American downhiller Lindsey Kildow began.


    She did not need to do this. Some within the U.S. Skiing Federation wished she wouldn't. But Kildow pushed the ends of her skis out of the start house, tucked and came out low, her ski poles pressed against her sides.


    She focused on the mountain on which she had bounced and tumbled in an ugly training crash just 48 hours earlier.


    Kildow's ponytail flapped under her helmet. She dug the edges of her skis into the slope. She leaned hard into turns, unable to hear the voices below shouting, bravo.


    And she stuck the landing square in the middle of that treasured book of Olympic moments. Kildow wasn't trying to do anything special Wednesday, but that's what made it exactly that.


    It is the melting of a gray day as much as it is gold, silver or bronze. It's the feeling as much as the show.


    "There is not a medal that can represent what she has done," bronze medalist Anja Paerson said of Kildow. "I give her all my applause."


    Austria's Alexandra Meissnitzer said Kildow must have "magic knees."


    And something inside that not everyone gets.


    When Kildow streaked past the same ridge that cost her Monday, she came eye-to-eye with that vague, unspoken feeling of fear and determination that haunting crashes like hers always bring. She severely bruised her hips and shoulders in the crash Monday. She strained her back, after losing her balance then falling, her legs splitting awkwardly in different directions. And she banged her head hard on the icy snow.


    "I was a little nervous, I'm not going to lie," Kildow said. "Once I got past that point, I was pretty relieved. It wasn't in my mind until I came over the rolls and then it was just, OK, be careful."


    Kildow, 21, was destined to be an Olympic star long before she clocked the 1:57.78 on Wednesday. She will win medals all over the world. Her eighth-place finish in the downhill — just .65 seconds away from bronze — came one day after Kildow woke up in a Setriere hospital.


    There was no need for her to prove something. Kildow has been considered America's gold standard for much of the past four years, after finishing sixth in the combined as a 16-year-old in Salt Lake City. American skiing star Picabo Street has called her the toughest girl she knows.


    So prove what? Moments before and after racing, her back was stiff and she had to lean on her ski poles from the pain in her legs.


    Kildow will make her way to an Olympic podium, for certain. She will get her fame, if not in her remaining events here, then at the Vancouver Games of 2010 and perhaps beyond.


    When she told reporters: "Pain was something that I was going to take, no matter what. It was just a matter of whether my body could physically withstand the forces of the speed," she wasn't trying to capitalize on her misfortune.


    She wasn't trying to turn the global exposure of the Games into a personal martyrdom. In Kildow's ambitious Alpine world, it's the way it must be or else success never will come.


    Sure, Kildow put on a brave display that drew comparisons to the great Hermann Maier winning downhill gold just four days after crashing similarly in Nagano in 1998.


    But like Maier, the thing that made Kildow decide to compete in front of a billion people was the same thing that makes her compete when the world is not watching.


    The greatest competitors work this hard, focus this much and are this determined when no one is watching. That is how they become great. They beat back the uncertainties every day of their careers, on empty slopes during practice runs and faraway World Cup races that only find the small type back home.


    So when they do it on a stage like this, viewers and competitors often consider it an incredible feat. But they don't know any other way.


    "It would have been dangerous for me to ski today without confidence," Kildow said. "I believed in myself and I think that's a lot of the reason why I pushed myself into going today.


    "I'm happy I raced. It wasn't really the outcome I wanted, but it was as good as can be expected."


    Teammates and coaches throughout the sport have known for years the unique combination of talent and will inside Kildow. When the rest of us watched her speed down a mountain from which two days earlier she was taken away lying in a medical helicopter, we marveled.


    She did what great Olympians do. She refused to let that crash define her.


    john.lopez@chron.com







  •  

    The Secret Cause of Flame Wars




    "Don't work too hard," wrote a colleague in an e-mail today. Was she sincere or sarcastic? I think I know (sarcastic), but I'm probably wrong.


    According to recent research published in the Journal of Personality and Social Psychology, I've only a 50-50 chance of ascertaining the tone of any e-mail message. The study also shows that people think they've correctly interpreted the tone of e-mails they receive 90 percent of the time.


    "That's how flame wars get started," says psychologist Nicholas Epley of the University of Chicago, who conducted the research with Justin Kruger of New York University. "People in our study were convinced they've accurately understood the tone of an e-mail message when in fact their odds are no better than chance," says Epley.


    The researchers took 30 pairs of undergraduate students and gave each one a list of 20 statements about topics like campus food or the weather. Assuming either a serious or sarcastic tone, one member of each pair e-mailed the statements to his or her partner. The partners then guessed the intended tone and indicated how confident they were in their answers.


    Those who sent the messages predicted that nearly 80 percent of the time their partners would correctly interpret the tone. In fact the recipients got it right just over 50 percent of the time.


    "People often think the tone or emotion in their messages is obvious because they 'hear' the tone they intend in their head as they write," Epley explains.


    At the same time, those reading messages unconsciously interpret them based on their current mood, stereotypes and expectations. Despite this, the research subjects thought they accurately interpreted the messages nine out of 10 times.


    The reason for this is egocentrism, or the difficulty some people have detaching themselves from their own perspective, says Epley. In other words, people aren't that good at imagining how a message might be understood from another person's perspective.


    "E-mail is very easy to misinterpret, which not only triggers flame wars but lots of litigation," says Nancy Flynn, executive director of the e-Policy Institute and author of guidebooks E-Mail Rules and Instant Messaging Rules. Many companies battle workplace lawsuits triggered by employee e-mail, according to Flynn.


    S"People write absolutely, incredibly stupid things in company e-mails," said Flynn.

  • Back to the anime world


    I've been watching Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex  2nd Gig this part weekend and all  I have to say is: WOW! Episode 11: Glass Labrytnh. Best episode yet in a series where most episodes get my thow thumbs way up. This second season has done something I never thought I'd see done for Ghost in The Shell: It tells the character stories.


    Edit:


    The plot thickened a little bit more

  • Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life)
    Greenday (Nimrod)


    Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
    Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
    So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
    It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time

    It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
    I hope you had the time of your life.

    So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
    Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
    Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
    For what it's worth it was worth all the while

    It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
    I hope you had the time of your life.

    It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
    I hope you had the time of your life.

    It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
    I hope you had the time of your life.

  • Hands of the Potter
    Caedmon's Call (Back Home)


    Lord if i'm the clay
    Then i've been left out in the sun
    Cracked and dry, like the mud from the sty
    Still clinging to the prodigal son

    But I'm on my way back home
    Yes I'm on my way back home

    Into the hands (into the hands)
    That made wine (wine) from the water
    Into the hands (into the hands)
    The hands of the potter

    Lord if i'm the clay then
    Let your living water flow
    Soften up my edges, lord,
    So everyone will know

    But i'm on my way back home
    Yes i'm on my way back home

    And Lord, when you listen for the song of my life
    Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet
    Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet
    Let it be...

    Lord, if i'm the clay then lay me down
    On your spinning wheel
    Shape me into something you can fill
    With something real

    And I'll be on my way back home
    Yes i'm on my way back home


  • Tuesday, February 7, 2006 - 12:00 AM


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    NADER DAOUD / AP


    Jordanian protesters show a Danish flag with a shoe stuck to it -- an insult -- during a protest against the publication of cartoons of the Prophet Muhammad in European newspapers.



    ENRIC MARTI / AP


    Palestinian supporters of the Islamic Jihad organization shout slogans as they burn a U.S. flag during a anti-Western demonstration in Bethlehem today. Anti-Western demonstrations continued in the Muslim world protesting against the publication of caricatures depicting Islam's Prophet Muhammad.



    BINSAR BAKKARA / AP


    In Indonesia, an Acehnese student looks at a mock Danish flag during a demonstration against the publishing of cartoons depicting the Muslim prophet Muhammad in a Danish newspaper.





    Why people are fighting and dying over cartoons



    By seattletimes.com staff



    Across the Muslim world, people are destroying Danish property, starting trade boycotts—and even dying—over a few political cartoons of the prophet Muhammadthat some Muslims consider blasphemous.


    This may seem bizarre in the American context, where there's a cartoon somewhere that offends someone daily. In one recent example, Washington Post cartoonist Tom Toles drew this commentary on the state of the U.S. military late last month. Toles saw it as a comment on what he thinks are the failed the policies of Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld. The Joint Chiefs of Staff said in a letter to the Post that it was "beyond tasteless."


    Whichever position you favor, this kind of give and take is an accepted feature of political life in Western nations. Political arguments, however, are more malleable that those about religion. Combine political cartooning with the ever-sensitive topic of religious belief, and you have the fuel for a potent social bomb—as we're seeing in the current uproar in the Muslim world.


    The outrage built slowly after the Danish newspaper Jyllands-Posten published a dozen cartoons of Muhammad late last September. But in the last week it has mushroomed into what some are describing as an international crisis. Danish embassies have been burned. Cartoonists have been threatened with death. Some protesters have been killed. Most recently, Iran said today it would cut all commercial ties with Denmark. Jyllands-Posten has apologized for the hurt caused by the cartoons and Danish Prime minister Anders Fogh Rasmussen has appealed for calm and mutual understanding It hasn't been enough to allay Muslim rage. (Wikipedia, the online encyclopedia, has a detailed entry on the sequence of events here.)


    One explanation for the intensity of the Muslim reaction is the religion's prohibition of depictions of Muhammad. The Quran itself, scholars say, does not prohibit depiction of the human form, it condemns idolatry—a tradition shared with the Christian and Jewish faiths. The Muslim belief on this question has evolved over time. As the extensive archive at this site shows, Muhammad was frequently depicted in early Islamic art.. Clearly, though, there is a difference between those centuries-old paintings of the prophet, which are not widely circulated, and a cartoonist's depiction of Muhammad with a bomb in his turban, the most controversial of the images from Jyllands-Posten. The cartoons were widely reprinted—though not in the U.S., where their use has been rare—and are readily available on the Internet.



    The online journal Slate has a good roundup of Arab journalist opinion (though it should be noted that outrage is by no means limited to Arabs and extends to other Muslims worldwide). Slate writes that,


    "A persistent theme in the press's response was the gap between European concern over anti-Semitism and indifference to the denigration of Islam. Abdallah Bin Bakhit asked, "While the Danish government claims that the publication of the caricatures falls under freedom of opinion as guaranteed by the Danish Constitution, would it respond with the same claim if a researcher had published a report on the Holocaust challenging the official opinion imposed by Jewish organizations?"


    Well, we'll find out soon. An Iranian newspaper has announced an international competition for the cartoons about the Holocaust.


    However, defamatory cartoons about Christianity and, especially, Judaism already are staple fare in some of the Arab press. Here are a few examples from a blog at the conservative National Review site.


    In an article accompanying the Muhammad cartoons in September, Jylland-Posten's culture editor, Flemming Rose, wrote that, "The modern, secular society is rejected by some Muslims. They demand a special position, insisting on special consideration of their own religious feelings. It is incompatible with contemporary democracy and freedom of speech, where you must be ready to put up with insults, mockery and ridicule. …"


    The Muslim reaction has turned the tables, and raised again question of whether the cultural divide that bedevils the relationship between the West and the Muslim world, can be bridged.



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