An honest dialogue about love, life, and everything in-between...

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Business Break Down

4:48 PM |

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Moment of Simple

11:23 AM |

Monday, December 8, 2008

To the rude girl

11:41 PM |

Who marched in to my classroom today...

Hey little rude girl
Don't know why you got under my skin
Maybe because I closed the door on your ass
And you still busted right on in
Be happy that I need my job
And I frequently meditate
Cause you have no idea
The four letter words you were about to face
Little girl you don't know me
Don't know what makes me tick
Bust in my room like that again
And you'll find out real quick!

Oh what a feeling...

Remember back in the days of your youth, you'd be walking down the hall and here he'd come. Walking almost as if in slow motion. Maybe your eyes would meet. Maybe he'd brush up against your shoulder when you passed each other. And when that moment happened your knees felt weak, your heart jumped up into your throat beating madly, your skin flushed and your stomach was doing cartwheels. That was your crush. And regardless if the feeling was mutual or if he even knew you existed those moments were priceless.

There's something precious about a crush. That feeling of infatuation with just the mere possibility of what could be was enough to make the day great. And if he even managed to mutter a simple "hey" your way you'd go home feeling on top of the world. What if he liked you back? The excitement. The squeals of your friends in the locker room. The thrill of strolling hand in hand, eating lunch together in the cafeteria. Should your crush be revealed and not returned, your friends were there to help you bounce back. Just go to the next name on your crush list. Brush it off. Yea it hurts, but it was nothing a sleep over, pizza and ice cream couldn't cure. When times were simpler. When the playing field was level. When there was less pressure.

As an adult you are no longer able to afford the simple joys of a crush. Too many concerns with what the other can offer you. Concerned about the baggage they carry. Concerned about what kind of partner they'd be, how stable they are, how good the sex is, are they employed, are they crazy...and on and on and on. The freshness about seeing or meeting that person that makes your stomach drop is almost next to impossible. There are too many other factors, voices and life changing decisions that have to be made before "time runs out".

Perhaps the thing that is missed isn't so much for the crush itself, but for the feeling you used to get with that crush. The innocence of possibility. The simplicity of the unknown. The depth of a glance. The heat of a touch. No pressure. No commitments. Just a crush.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Bullshit and Double Standards

11:44 PM |

Yea, I said it...

Everyone knows that there are substantial double standards between men and women. The reason these standards are set are totally based on the fact that as a whole this society, it's values, it's beliefs and it's rules are created by men. But I don't want to get into this man/woman debate and who made the world suck more. I want to talk about bullshit and double standards.

Bullshit is the belief that women and men are so fundamentally different that they are incapable of behaving and interacting with the world similarly. That for some odd reason, women can't speak as a man does, drink as a man does, act as a man does (with out being a beard growing, flannel wearing, lesbian). Doing so does not make you any less feminine. It does not make you rude. It does not make you more or less of a woman. It makes you a fucking person. If a woman wants to go out and find a one night stand and not be considered a whore, why can't she? If a woman wants to date more than one guy and not be considered a slut, why can't she? If a woman wants to spend her Sundays and Monday nights watching football, drinking liquor in a sports bar, why can't she? If a woman wants to pimp out her Ford F-150 then go for it. In this era when people are making so many advances medically, technologically, and socially, how is it that we are holding on to these archaic beliefs?

As women we also have to stop upholding these double standards as well. It doesn't mean that you can't still be prissy and keep those true hidden women things a secret. But you also don't have to fake and be something you're not. It's hard standing on that pedestal and the fall from on high is a long one. We do a lot of our own backstabbing and judging and that just weakens the solidarity that makes sisterhood so unique and strong.

Bottom line is:
1. Don't Jude Us
2. Don't Pigeon Hole Us
3. Don't Be A Hater (Cause you can't do what we do)
4. Pay Us What You Owe (That less pay for equal work is straight up BULLSHIT and you all know it. The time of reckoning is coming!)

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Internet Illiteracy

10:19 AM |

What's with all the videos?

More and more these days as I surf the internet I'm finding sites that have forgone the written content in exchange for video or highly interactive animation pieces to deliver their information. Don't get me wrong, the creativity is great and undoubtedly it takes the pressure off those designers/developers and clients who don't want to write a lot of web content. But every site does not need a video.

I mean, sometimes all I want is to jump to a site, grab some info and go. I don't want to site there and wait for a video to load, watch a series of commercials, poor hosts telling unnecessary back stories and failed comedic quips before I get to information that proves to be completely useless. Put it in words, make it easily scanable so I can tell if your site is what I need or full of crap in less than 2.5 seconds. I just want my info!