smebro's Blog
I forget how cool EP isI will do my darndest to spend more time here. Especially after I get a new job with fewer hours. Yo
Quick update for those that recall sme.
I’m still at a ‘same old same old’ sort of station in life. Damn this job and all things associated with it except for the pay… love the pay… I best be careful to avoid zombiism.
I have been pretty sporadic in my participation here lately. Whenever I come back I always check story comments first of all. Am I right in guessing new blog comments no longer registers? Did it ever?
What’s new? Lots and none. I have a solid goal to get fit again and no excuse not to follow through. I now have an excercycle and as of this weekend the ‘Wii Fit’. NO Excuse! I couldn’t believe how much weight I had put on over the last year, I’m ashamed… perhaps I hid it well, but none the less I will be aiming to get back to my healthy weight and using the Wii Fit to track my progress.
On that note, if you have the cash for the Wii and Wii fit, then go get it… Nuff said for now, if I find the results satisfying enough then I will post some updates. That being said it would be because of a change in lifestyle…not just because of the new equipment (although that certainly helps motivation).
Also, grand theft auto rules. Also, the Wii is where its at. No doubt. Also, Atheism is still cool. Also, The last season of Lost has been awesome. Also, I am now a fan of Japanese horror, I have a few recs. On that note I recommend the Spanish horror flick ‘Rec’. One of the best horrors I’ve seen in some time… see it online (or on DVD to support the makers) before the American remake comes out in October (the American re-make is the original cheesified… just see the original and then look at the trailer for the Hollywood treatment)
Hope alls well Regards Sme Copy this into your email and sent it to everyone you love with subject 'I hate you'I was sent the original by a workmate. So I went and changed it all over the place. It is now radically different to the original and is worth sharing...I think.
Web testshttp://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/ Your Brain is Purple Of all the brain types, yours is the most idealistic. You tend to think wild, amazing thoughts. Your dreams and fantasies are intense. Your thoughts are creative, inventive, and without boundaries. You tend to spend a lot of time thinking of fictional people and places - or a very different life for yourself. Back at workWorking later hours. From 11.30 to 8.30. This is a good thing, it means I can sleep till 10- 10.30 am and then get up for a nice mid-day walk to work. First day back after the holidays. I am feeling much more motivated to work after my extraordinarily long holidays. Turns out the holiday I get (3 and half weeks) is damn good. All my friends returned to work last week or had no holiday to begin with (Retail). So yeah, I might complain a lot, but a 3+ week paid holiday is pretty darn good.
Not much else to say. I am enjoying the new hours (So far) and looking forward to the mental focus I should have tonight (A day of work motivates me to do my creative work). The internet is going very slow so I might wait until later in the day and see if it speeds up any.
Summer in Auckland City….very hot. Nights are coolest and so over the holidays I have adjusted to a nocturnal circadian rhythm, I’ll go to sleep between 1 and 3am when it’s almost cool.
Nothing much else. Same old same old, I've had a busy last week...but now back to work so things a little more tame. Sober daysObviously last night I was a bit tipsy... had a very bad evening. Enough of that, I'm still musing on it (And bottling it in my own way). Spent my Christmas book vouchers today. Two chunky texts I'm excited to jump into. First there is 'Mister B. Gone' by Clive Barker Secondly there is 'The human touch, our part in the creation of the universe' by Michael Frayn... Both so good, which to start with... The Non-fiction is big but exciting, and the Clive Barker looks like serious entertainment... Don't know... Decisions decisions... Either way it lifts my mood to spend over a hundred on books. I woke at about 1.30 PM today, it's 6.53 now and I'm feeling pretty tired. Had Burger King for dinner, disgusting. Catching up with four long lost (Not quite lost) friends over the next two days. I look forward to intellectual conversation. Not much else is new. Ep seems pretty quiet still. I've got another 4 days until work begins. Peace out ya'll As people get older they get religiousThat is what my aunt said during an interesting conversation with my uncle and grandmother. She's a nurse, has been at the same place in a small city for a long time, so i imagine she has seen a few people come and go in her time. If people are faced with the possibility of their immediate death do they become more open to the concepts that faith provides? When she said this I responded "Well I'll wait to see what Richard Dawkins does before I make my mind up on that" And we all laughed, but I was serious. The reason I chose Richard Dawkins is because he seems to share that joy that comes from attempting to gain understanding. I have never felt lost in the world without any faith of my own, because I've always felt that satisfaction that comes with knowing, or trying to know, and questioning...always questioning. If he turned to religion as he grew older, (I'd be happy to bet he will not, no more then Mother Teresa believed what she preached ;-) ) then I would have to see his reason why. Growing old comes with many wicked things, I suspect it is a only a group of pre-disposed people that are re-born at the near of the end...or perhaps under specific circumstances regarding the nature of the impending death. Perhaps it simply falls under the age old question (For me anyway); Is it okay to lie to yourself in order to be happy? Lying to yourself can be as simple as ignoring certain things, dropping or changing a few ideas about things... its a simple step from reality into a self-created reality. Stuff to think about. Three instances of plagerismI felt like something creative. Set stumble to photo-stumble, found three random pictures without bothering to note page or photographer... and mashed. Thats all, here it is. I call it 'compile'. If I were crude, I'd call this a creative shit; I just needed to make something. ![]() Did it again, same formula. Three Stumble (www.stumble.com) pics. ![]() Yeah, sorry about thatI stopped coming on EP without very much warning...yeah, sorry about that. I see plenty of things waiting for me so that'll be fun. I will be smebro claus, or santabroSuggestions for names welcome. I am thinking of getting festive and becoming santa over xmas, to teach everyone how even when you don't believe in Santa, he believes in you. I think theres a message we can all learn from that, and I think the only way to teach it is by personifying Santa. You will all learn the magic of xmas, through santabro's lessons, Santa bro will love you all, even if you don't believe in him. Any day now... Santa bro will come, and you will believe... whether you do or not. We need a hero, please save us!![]() There's no symbolism, don't go looking for it. Seriously. it looks pretty neat up close, not so much from a distance. This is just another universe within the multiverse. I am not the ideal employee, but you should still say HelloI will be the first to admit that I suck as an employee of Telec*m New Zealand. I’m late too often; I’ve used probably just over 3 times the allocated sick-leave, I ignore targets and have never ever been swayed by the productivity competitions. It would take a near miracle to make me actually care with passion for this role, there’s no other way to put it. I do not feel this ‘come together’ attitude (seriously, we’ve been using the come together song as the company theme for the last year or so). The rooms are lined with marketing material designed specifically for the employees; they market products and company ideals to us so that we will market them across the phone with a passion. Anyway, as I was saying, I am not a good employee (Am I shooting myself in the foot? No, my real name is not sprayed across this website). I suppose the baseline reason would be that people earn respect from me by being themselves, not by having a job title that implies authority. I will not nod and smile just because it’s said; I do not jump without question. And most of all, I care about Numero Uno, I am my most important asset, not my Job… sure, I do need money, but I don’t need to stress myself out for the money, besides I am earning more then I need anyway. Yesterday for example, I was feeling unwell when I woke. I called in sick and had a half-day off work. Lunch came and I was feeling better so I set out to work (Have been walking, a good long walk through the city) when I was near work, waiting for a crossing to change, I saw on the other side of the road the boss of my boss, and one of the other lesser bosses. These two men were talking and no doubt saw me standing on the other side of the road. Although I do not enjoy my job, and I do not particularly like the way they try to lay the companies goals over our own; I’m not a complete dickhead, so I nodded to them as they passed… and they completely ignored me. Well okay, I did think about it, but didn’t dwell on it. Why bother? Then today, I overslept. I believe my alarm probably went off, but I don’t recall it… The first thing I remember is my phone ringing and the time being a full 40 minutes after I should have gotten up. I sent a txt to my boss ‘Damn, on my way’, he sent a message back ‘Overslept?” I replied honestly ‘Yeah’. I got up and got ready, didn’t cut out any of the necessities like a shower and solid breakfast (Why should I sacrifice what makes me healthier just because I’m late?) and walked to work, enjoyed the walk… I’m enjoying walking. So I walked into the foyer of my companies headquarters, and passed through the expensive company Café on my way to the elevator. Who did I see but one of my Boss’s bosses having coffee with a lower ranking boss. I am not a dickhead, so I once again smiled and nodded, hellooooooo…. And what did I get? That woman, she shot daggers at me. Her lips scrunched up as if the sight of me was enough to vomit, her eye brows lowered as if I was something other then Human, something animalistic…and her hand went to her wrist where she proceeded to tap, indicating that I am late. Well thanks! I was completely unaware that I am late! What a surprise! But really, why? Why go to the trouble of rejecting my genuine greeting gesture? Why with the inane tapping of the wrist? Why such a petty display of authority? She’s not the only one, I can feel it around here. People are only worth other peoples time if they are good workers. People are only people if they are good workers, otherwise they are pariahs they are martyrs…they are filth. The corporate world huh? So as I said, I am not the ideal employee, but I made the request awhile back to work the hours that would suit me better. I am presently working from 8.30 to 5, there are plenty of people working from 11 till 8… I know that the latter hours would suit me best (wasn’t an option when I originally applied.) and I asked when I received my ‘letter of expectation’ if I could be shifted the those hours. I was told that I would need to prove myself. Obviously I never did well enough because it was never properly considered. Grrrrrrr, I know I will not let this sit. One way or another I’ll do my smart-ass thing and point out this dehumanisation. I’m just not sure how I want to do this yet. Do I send her an email asking for a private meeting sometime? Use my mediation skills to do a bit of patronising dehumanisation on them, be all ‘Why do you feel you need to treat me this way?” and ‘What will you gain from doing this?’ But what will I gain from that? This whole business…no; probably all big business, are messed up…The bosses, the highest bosses (Because my boss is actually very cool, I feel bad because his bosses give him hell because of me, I do not think that’s fair either and wish they would speak to me directly.) the highest bosses think they are better then the rest of us. They only treat those that work hardest with respect, the rest are worth the occasional hello…and the bad workers like me? We are scorned. Anyway, I hate my job, but hey! What’s new? The true fairy-tales
http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext00/pntmn10.txt
So today I read half of an Ebook called the Pentamerone, it’s by Giambattista Basile.
It is a mix of horror and gore.
None of the fairy-tales you hold dear are as you remember them. They all come from darker origins, some are outright horror stories where the baddy (From modern perspective) wins the battle.
Puss in boots never had boots.
Cinderella actually had 6 wicked step-sisters, and it was a special plant she had (A fairy plant, a common element in these old tales) from which she gained her wish of going to the ball. Her name wasn’t changed to Cinderella, it was changed to Cannetella. She used the magic of the plant to craft a gown so that she might attend the ball. In this older version there was not just one ball, there was a week of lavish Balls which Cannetella attended, and each night the King saw her and was overcome by her beauty. But here is the major difference… the king is her father! He is turned on by his daughter, and so sends an attendant to follow her (She uses fairy magic each time, usually throwing riches of various sorts to halt the attendant).
I won’t ruin the ending, it involves an ogre and a trap… but here is the moral lesson
"He who stumbles and does not fall,
Is helped on his way like a rolling ball."
So take from that what you will, Cinderella’s origins are a little more complicated then I thought.
There are plenty more, the closest to the original that I’ve read so far would be the old version of puss-in-boots, the only difference I can recall from my child-hood version is that in this older version there are no boots.
All the stories have moral lessons, some better then others . Here’s a view of old-time racism
"Embrace me then," said Nella, "for I am the
fire of your heart." But the Prince seeing the dark hue of her face
answered, "I would sooner take you for the coal than the fire, so
keep off--don't blacken me." Whereupon Nella, perceiving that he
did not know her, called for a basin of clean water and washed her
face. As soon as the cloud of soot was removed the sun shone
forth; and the Prince, recognising her, pressed her to his heart and
acknowledged her for his wife. Then he had her sisters thrown into
an oven, thus proving the truth of the old saying--
"No evil ever went without punishment."
Anyways, just ranting. These truer fairy-tales are far more interesting then the sugary versions we tell now.
Real life Atheism
Put this on my work notice board, right under another ad that promised spiritual healing (And also spiritual counselling!) . I thought the ad for spiritual healing was so nutso, I had to make my own. So of course I made it for Atheistic healing, I included my name and phone number, and received no calls (Although I was called the resident atheist…as if there should only be one?) The other ad said basically the same thing, but with spiritual tones and a man named Paul who has found a good market amongst the simple. My atheistic healing has no such market unfortunately. They get chensu healers in here sometimes. Oriental men who perform a chensu massage… what is this massage you wonder? Well I’ve seen it…they run their hands over your body (No contact) and then they breath in short sharp breaths for awhile. That’s a chensu massage; I looked it up online and found nothing about this miracle healing… I sometimes wonder about the average IQ of the average telemarketer. I considered putting a health poster up next to the colourful display that elaborated on the benefits of a random berry in the orient that will, basically, cure everything (Even cancer!). it might have been better to do that, as the promised berry poster is definitely more dangerous for the simple then the other one is… but I didn’t like the sounds of Paul (Who’s poster was also home-grown, but had clip-art instead of flashy fonts.)
Do you like the flashy fonts? I downloaded them onto my work computer just to make this. See if you can name some. Anyways peace out to all my faithless buthas and sistas.
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