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Full Moon Inspiration

I’ve written a lot lately, but what I am working on now is something I see myself actually publishing futuristically so I am resisting to post excerpts about it. I’ve a spur of inspiration and I’m attributing it the Full moon tonight. I love the feeling of a full moon, although I can’t always see it being in Oregon, boohoo. My inspiration is just in time too because I have to submit what I have of this story on Friday for my writing workshop, eek! Workshops sometimes give you rough feedback, but they mean well and it’s good to get 20+ reviews on your work. It lets you know if you’re accomplishing what you meant to with your writing. So if someone thinks you’re writing a thriller and it’s actually a family drama or romance… yeah it’s time to start over. haha. Anyways keep reading and writing people. I’m going to continue mine right now. 🙂

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Free Writing exercise, Little Doggie.

The Little Dog

Staring up in pure desperation, I drooped my head and stared up at her. That bowl of chicken is mine. The smell has is permanently lodged in my nose, I won’t ever get it out until I eat that chicken. If only I were a taller dog, like a great dane could I eat whatever I wanted whenever I wanted, and smell it all forever! What else is there really? Oh, but I love my owner, she’s pretty and smells nice, and, but I really want that chicken and maybe I am starting to dislike her, but no she is so sweet and pretty. Standing up on my hind legs my nose barely reached the hand that was holding the food, with a small pout I fell back down and continued my ferocious glare of hunger. Yes, this will work eventually. I licked her legs, I turned around, and rolled over, but eating, eating, eating, is all she did. Then she put the bowl down. In frantic desperation I lunged at a chance to at least lick the last smear in the bottom, and then she walked away.

I was on her heels in an instant, continueing my mean glare she would eventually succumb to. I know, this is has worked before, but I just can’t remember, because that smell is just permeating my head. I will become the chicken at this rate. I can taste it even still. Then the bowl was on the counter… yes the unreachable, forever out of my grasps, that damned top of the counter. What dog could ever be that big? Oh yes, the great dane, but no not me, not a little… thing! Then the cat walked up behind me and said, “mew, mew, mew…. Mew, mew, mew.”

“Oh hello sweet heart, want a treat?” And she gave the cat treats! What about me!!! What about me!!! The cat ate her tasty treats and proceeded to jump on the counter, and stuck her disgusting head in My bowl. That was it. I had been concentrating on this bowl for nearly three walks long. She jumped down and my mouth just went and took a clear chunk out of her tail. The cat disappeared after that annoying screech, stupid animal. Then, there she was.

She stood over me with that enthralling presence, and all of sudden I could do nothing but shrink down to the ground with her finger in my face. I am a bad, bad dog. I lurked closer to the ground feeling that my whole existence was useless, lazy, fat, hungry, and nothing.

Some time later… I’m not sure when I went outside because I had to go. After we got in she looked down at me again and said “Good dog, here’s a treat!”

A treat!!! I ate it and it made me so happy. Then she wanted to curl up with me. I snuggled with her and fell asleep. What happened earlier that made me so mad?

An update on our slow going process for our senior grant writing project. As slow going as it is, it is still amazing fun to learn about the local Native American Community. I kind of feel guilty that I knew so little until this point, but there is a lot of information out there and I would never begin to think I’m even close to learning even a fraction of it all. But it’s fun trying.

womenforgrants

When looking for an appropriate funding source, it is important to know what type of organization you are writing the grant for, and to know the guidelines for each source you are considering. You may have one source that looks spot on, but then you discover it’s only meant for newly established organizations, only help certain states, or will not give to religious groups etc… There are always stipulations when asking for money for a good cause. So research is key in deciding the best funding source with the best possible chance for your organizations needs.

In our case it is a nonprofit that promotes education on health and wellness through media to Indigenous people and their youth of the Northwest. They have programs showing actually Native American Elders telling stories of old that were used to teach the youth life lessons in order to get bring them back to…

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The Footprint of the Bottle of Water you had to Have for Your Convenience.

I’m on a roll this week with my blog. It’s helping me procrastinate this awful assignment due tomorrow night in my technical writing class, eek!

I recently read an article by Monica Ellis, the CEO of Global Water Challenge (GWC). The link is below.

http://www.mnn.com/food/beverages/sponsor/in-the-age-of-water-companies-have-a-leading-role-to-play-in-water-security

Now, this isn’t the first I have heard of this problem. I have also read, Maude Barlow‘s Blue Covenant: The Global Water Crisis and the Coming Battle for the Right to Water. The world is treating our last few drinkable water resources as if they are commodities to capitalize. Major corporations are sucking away water from natural resources faster than it can be replenished for the simple fact that they have the money to buy it up and then resell it. So let’s put this in simpler terms so that people who are unaware of this can understand what this will mean to them in the future if it is not effecting them already.

Yes, water is reusable, but the resources around us, like the great lakes or springs in our Oregon mountains are literally being sucked out faster than rain can put it back. Plus we are also using most of our rain water to sustain people, not these resources. They are shrinking. The signs are just being swept under the rug. Wild fires in Cali, an extended drought in Texas, I believe t this day. Arizona is importing all their water for pete sakes! I know I’m preaching now, but people don’t just know this automatically and the information isn’t being pushed like it should be in the media. So I thought I’d promote awareness. I hope this opens even just a few eyes. That would make me happy. 🙂

Defend our freedom to share (or why SOPA is a bad idea): Clay Shirky on TED.com

If you don’t anything about it, this is a great video to watch.

TED Blog

What does a bill like PIPA/SOPA mean to our shareable world? At the TED offices, Clay Shirky delivers a proper manifesto — a call to defend our freedom to create, discuss, link and share, rather than passively consume. (Recorded at the TED offices, January 2012, in New York. Duration: 13:59)

Watch Clay Shirky’s talk on TED.com, where you can download it, rate it, comment on it and find other talks and performances from our archive of 1,000+ TEDTalks.

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“STOP CENSORSHIP” Ribbon

So I’m not blacking out, because honestly no one depends on my blog for entertainment, but I put the ribbon in the corner of my blog, because I do support the SOPA and PIPA protest. I think it would be a disaster if either of these bills got passed. We have riots and protests going on in almost every city, I don’t want to see the populations reaction if this actually goes into effect.

http://www.g4tv.com/videos/56930/internet-goes-on-strike-against-sopa-aots-loops-in-reddits-ohanian/

Part 1- Victorian Underground

A story I’m currently re-editing and will post in short pieces when I think it’s ready. This is Part 1!

There was a strange sound, distant in the town. It was an acute deep tenor hum, and it had been repeating itself for the last fifteen minutes. The thrumming noise clung to my head even when it paused, so I started to walk towards it. You might say it was an irrational thing to do as a woman, so I put my mace in my pocket and continued to scout it out. I always had my cell phone to call the police if needed. Folding my arms close to my chest I slowly meandered towards the noise. It was one of those warm foggy nights on the east coast nearly three in the morning. Moisture saturated the air, but with the sun down it didn’t bother me on this summer night, brightly luminescent with moonlight. I had closed the bar down the road, out drinking with some friends and walked back to my duplex to sit and enjoy the quiet hours of the town. It was my favorite time when I was sober enough to take pleasure in it. Not a soul prowling the street, maybe a car packed full of kids with intoxicatingly loud music flowing out their windows, but it was seldom after the bars closed. The old Victorian houses seemed haunted and barren with no lights in sight besides the street lamps. Unfortunately in a town like this street lamps weren’t on all of the streets, just the main ones. I came to rosewood lane and stared down it standing directly in the middle of the intersection. In the middle of the night in a small town— you could practically sit in the road and could see a car coming half a mile away. The road looked morbid like a tunnel about to swallow me whole never to be seen again. I’d just be another victim forgotten after a few months, right, another statistic I sneered. I was bored though, and it was only my imagination teasing me. Oh what the hell, I’m going in, what could happen to me in this Podunk town. I could always run screaming pounding on every door… right? There was a rustle in the bushes and I let out a small squeak and started breathing harder. Ok maybe not, I’m going home, there is no way I’m going to be a rape victim. I grasped the pepper spray in my left hand and let off the safety switch as I high tailed it home. When I could see my stoop I sprinted to the steps and unlocked the door.

Looking for a Good RPG/action RPG game.

I’ve been on a googling spree for a new PS3 game. I’ve watched dozens of videos to try to figure out which RPG for the PS3 I’m going to spend my money on next. I’ve been aching for a new game to sink my gaming thumbs into. I want Final Fantasy XIII, but I don’t wanna drop $50 yet. I’m looking for something cheap and worth the money. I’ve come across a few and I’d love input! I recently beat Eternal Sonata and loved it! Clearly I like the more cutesy RPG’s, but as long as there is a good story line and amazing cut scenes I can appreciate it. These stood out to me the most on my search:

1. Resonance of Fate
2. Star Ocean (the resent one, or whichever one worth playing. I’m not familiar with the series.)
3. Folklore (Looks really neat)
4. NIER (Not sure about this one)
5. White Knight Chronicles

These are the ones that stood out to me, but feel free to introduce older games that were amazing or new ones I missed out on. I’m starting to think if a company made games focusing more towards girl gamer‘s, they would make a fortune with more and more of us becoming avid gamers. I’m a sucker for a romantic story lines, as long as the gameplay is decent.

You got a Friend in Me

The Hunter

Meet Luna (black). Luna is a beautiful longhaired girl and she is my hunter. She lived on the streets for the first year of her life and has never lost those killer instincts. Unfortunately when I took her in, I thought, how beautiful, I must have her. Plus in my eyes I was saving a life. Once she got cozy in my apartment the real Luna emerged. She would bite viciously at us if touched anywhere other than her head and chin. Any foot daring to walk further than a few steps would become her prey by wrapping her claws around your ankles and attempting to sink fangs in your flesh. Well, me being me, I was going to take full responsibility for her, and I refused to take her back. With some time she warmed up, mildly, but we were still getting attacked on a daily basis if we didn’t play with her when she wanted, or fed her when needed. My fiancé and I had become Luna’s personal caterers, after a bit of claw and fang.

About a year later, I was pretty fed up. So, I went back to the rescue I had found her at—to play with the kittens! No, I’m never giving up my Luna bug. I meandered around all the cages, and even began swooning over a little grey tabby girl with a perfectly round head. As hard as it was I turned away, because I wasn’t looking for beauty this time around. I needed a little one with a warm heart.

Finally I came across a litter that had just been delivered from their foster home, and they were named after Chinese food: kung poa, loe mein, mushu, etc… Kung poa caught my eye, because he was one of two with medium long hair in the litter along with his sister mushu. I took him home that day, and renamed him Milo. I couldn’t call him Kung poa without thinking about Chinese chicken!

The Solution

After proper introductions and making sure Luna wouldn’t sink fangs into the baby, I let Milo explore. Luna, being the worldly girl that she is acted as if he was another piece of furniture. Of course Milo would not be ignored, he missed his mother, and as soon as Luna fell asleep he sneaked right into the crook of her body and fell asleep. From here on wherever Luna went Milo was two steps behind her.

A few days and cat naps later, Luna was snuggling, cleaning, and loving on Milo. Needless to say he was eating it up. I realized then that this kitten didn’t belong to me anymore, he was Luna’s, and I was ok with that.

As the weeks passed by, Luna stopped trying to eat our feet. When she wants treats now, she rubs her head on my leg, and sleeps next to us (with Milo), and plays with Milo very often. She has her moments, but they are so few and far in between that I can honestly say Milo domesticated this once semi-feral kitty.

Pilates

So I have in fact lost some weight, and I’m very pleased about it. I still have a bit more to lose to get into my normal range though. My only secret is that I make sure I intake less calories than I’m burning, and I try to burn as many calories as I can. It’s not easy all the time to keep consistency, but consistency is what works, not pills, or fads, and cleanses. You can do you any diet, like counting calories, or weight watchers and if you remain consistent it will work. Based on all the weight loss crap that is marketed today, the majority of people don’t grasp that simple concept. Those hardcore diets, like zero carbs, are not something people can maintain for a long period of time; a week, two weeks, a month max and you’ll find yourself eating ten chocolate bars in one sitting while telling off anyone who tries to stop you. So I keep on counting my calories, and I choose to eat more healthy options, and once every few days I eat what I want within my calorie budget. That way I’m never going crazy for something.

I love pilates as my main workout, besides going walking 3-5 times a week. It’s this wonderful mix of yoga, while working out every muscle on your body through core training. I highly recommend it for women, and any man wanting to have killer abs.

Ok enough procrastinating a paper due at 5:30 today.

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