All posts by Ro

Rooms, Mates

Art, Book, Daily Life, mur, Stories

In college I was paired with a girl named Pashawnda. She is a black woman from Pittsburgh or at least was in 1999. These days it’s not safe to assume anyone is who they used to be. Anyway, we were paired together ironically on the 3rd floor of a dorm that was built at the turn of last century for rich little girls and their personal servants.  The top floor is where the help lived. The irony is that servant girls went to Bryn Mawr but don’t point that out in their presence.  As a group, feminists can be a bit prickly.  Continue reading Rooms, Mates →

Jaws

Art, Book, Daily Life, mur, Random, Stories

I am reading the book. An impulse buy in March. I need things to read at work because cell phones are too distracting. I need the surface engagement that’s only found in re-reading the same sentence twice. A metaphysical stutter between the times I talk to disembodied guests.  Discovering new worlds with punctuated character studies.  A writer’s paradise.  I have found the patent office I need to uncover genius.  Now I just have to survive.  Continue reading Jaws →

The Rapy

Art, Daily Life, mur, Reasons for Things, Stories

Talking to someone compassionate and intelligent is usually a thing I reserve for the pillow.  I don’t open up easily.  Most people only care about themselves so I don’t bother anyone with my problems.  Up until Dr. Pate, I’m not sure anyone ever asked.  When I finally sat down for serious therapy as an adult, self awareness was still a fresh concept.  A healthy mixture of loving support and yoga started waking me up.  I discovered a deep, personal pain and sought treatment for the first time in years.  Accepting help is the first step to getting better, so I chose my doctor on the recommendation of a close friend.  Continue reading The Rapy →

Good Books

Art, Book, Daily Life, mur, Quick Thoughts, Random, Yoga

There’s a hot bartender that I would never have the nerve to talk to. She holds up a Murakami book and I lose all pretense. Norwegian Wood was a beautiful way to discover someone else’s pain. After that, I know my pain is real and I’m not the only person that feels it. One of my first baby steps toward seeing the unity within us.  Or something.  Continue reading Good Books →

Who Gives A Shit

Art, Book, Daily Life, First Impressions, mur

Upon empirical first glance, my generation cares more about Facebook than they should.  Not news, except for the fact most people still deny their level of actual investment.  An adequate metaphor for any of the online fads that permeate every facet of our culture, Facebook represents a desire for connection to something greater than our daily lives.  Suppose that’s something to expect from the amount of media programming we received during formative years. That’s when communications with the machines really started, if you see where I’m coming from. Empathy in binary.  Continue reading Who Gives A Shit →

Practice Makes Progress

Art, Book, Daily Life, mur, Quick Thoughts, Reasons for Things, Stories

I can now sing almost all of the Silent All These Years melody to myself whenever I want to.  That doesn’t mean it sounds good.  However, I can keep the same-ish key the whole time and not lose track of where I am.  That’s definite progress.  It’s the funniest thing.  For the longest time I couldn’t carry a note with or without music playing.  My karaoke performance is on par with Elaine’s dancing.  I can’t seem to hear and sing at the same time.  Until now.  There is one song I can sing in the shower and have since the movie came out – Part of Your World from The Little Mermaid.  Formative on so many levels.  Continue reading Practice Makes Progress →

Pokemon Go

Art, Daily Life, First Impressions, Games, mur

People are using an app to ferret out imaginary creatures via the lens of a phone camera.  Like VR training wheels, this craze is proof people aren’t ready to dive into actual virtual realms yet.  Individuals trying to catch Pokemon while driving are as bad as people divorcing spouses over Everquest.  Games have an addictive hold over the child inside all of us.  The thrill of play can cause an absent mind to do some pretty stupid things.  When it comes to stupid mistakes, modern cell phones are surely the leading cause.  Add a competitive element and well, testing our limits is what humans do – with varying success.  Continue reading Pokemon Go →

Smokey Smoke

Daily Life, First Impressions, Future Plans, mur, Quick Thoughts, Stories

I went to my first legal pot shop. The one I sort of visited last month was a trial run. Ironically enough, they all do business in cash only. Made it hard to buy anything without an income, back in May. This time I went somewhere with a selection I recognized and cash to spend on it. I stuck with a neighborhood I vibe with. It’s a little upscale for my needs but I don’t consider success a detriment.
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Big Lights, Large City

Book, Daily Life, First Impressions, mur, Quick Thoughts, Random, Stories

I’ve gone to large concerts before. Most of them were to see something I had conjured in my mind while listening to music with my eyes closed. The actual experience was often a disappointment. It took me a long time to learn the difference between loud and good. And of course, this was all before I discovered dancing like no one is watching.  The show last night was so good it might nab a place on my top 5 list.  I’m certainly more than willing to do it again and that’s more than I can say for most things south of downtown.  Continue reading Big Lights, Large City →