pissed off

Ok, now I am pissed off. I had an email from someone who had said they would support my campaign, saying that she didn't want people to know she was supporting me because she is friends with the other candidate and doesn't want him to think she is supporting me and not him! So I am also friends with that person, will our friendship end because of this stupid campaign? This is ridiculous. I have to assume she is just being thick about it. I have emailed the other candidate to find out if we are going to fall out over the campaign.

Two days later

I just talked to a couple of people at a meeting, and they were both so fired up about me running, and I was talking to someone else at the meeting and realised that the reasons I want to do this is because I believe in it. So I will go along with that.

Don't ya hate cryptic comments on blogs? Why blog if you are worried that people will work out who you are and what you are talking about? Ah well. Facebook fills in the other gaps.

Wow

Well it has been a while since I blogged. I guess no one is reading my blog anyway. But now I am going through a crisis of confidence, so I will blog anyway. I am wondering if I should be running for a leadership position, because I am doubting my reasons for wanting to do it. I don't really know why I put my name forward, it was kind of spur of the moment thing. And then it snow balled. I always seem to fall into these things.

So I will try to work it out by posting thoughts, and then eventually come back to read it and see if I have decided what I want to do about this.

Damn this is good music!

Mahalia Jackson, Gospels, Spirituals and Hymns, double disc. Got it from the library, but man it is good stuff!

That's all.

Dear Mr Harper

I would you to bring in a new law, that stinky people shouldn't be allowed out in public. Anyone whose BO can be smelled from more than 2 inches away should be sent home to shower and apply deodorant! Anyone who smells like they have been wearing the same clothes for the last 6 months, should also be sent home to shower and change. And money should be provided for public bathrooms, so that homeless people can shower and launder their clothes, and retain some human dignity and not have to walk around town smelling like they peed themselves 6 weeks ago. And as much as I admire public transport for its service, something should be done about the air quality on those buses!

What brought this one? I just had to sit next to one old guy who stank so bad I was retching, and behind a woman who hadn't washed in months. I couldn't get the window open far enough to provide enough diesel fumes to mask the smell.

In fact, now that I have your attention Mr. Harper, I would also like you to do something about the disgraceful conditions that some people have to live in because they haven't had a better opportunity. I realise that not everyone will take an opportunity presented to them, but they should at least have it presented to them. So start providing for the poor and struggling members of our society. The poeple who, through no fault of their own, have nothing, not even hope. The people need the opportunity to change their lives. Often they need start up money to help them move out of their negative environment and into a more hopeful situation. Of course, not everyone will take advantage of this, but for those that would, please provide for them.

Stop looking to see what you can do for the fat cats, the better off, and those who have the opportunities already. So that those people who smell, those people who can't wash, those people who can't even afford to eat every day, get access to what they need. Community drop in centers, and of course the security that goes with it so that these facilities aren't abused.

All these things are in your power Mr. Harper, and if you can only do one thing, do it for the disadvantaged of our society.

Regards

Bloggin' chums

Chums? Who says chums these days? LOL Anyway, found a friend's blog. A very good friend in fact more of a cousin than a friend. Or a sister! Ok I will shut up now.

http://kimskraftingkorner.blogspot.com

Oh I forgot to go downstairs and check the humidifier !!! Gotta go

The mightly Oak

When I was a kid our garden was long a thin, and in the middle stood a mighty acacia tree. The tree was so big it hid most of the top of the garden. I used to go up behind the tree to hide from the house, so I could play with my imaginary friends. One day I found an acorn, I was about 8 I think, and I decided to plant the acorn, and grow it into an oak tree that I could lie beneath and watch the green leaves against the blue sky. Of course oak trees are very slow growing, and after a few weeks I completely forgot about my oak tree dream. A few years later I was once again at the top of the garden, and I noticed a small sapling growing by the fence, and I remembered my oak tree. I was happy that it had started to grow. But it was still so tiny, and I realised that I would never see it grow into a full tree, it can take 80-100 years for an oak to grow to be 100 or more feet tall, with a canopy spread of 150 or more feet.

I forgot all about my oak tree, until one day, many years later, my mother was selling the family home to move into a smaller place more suited to a retired single lady. She was showing some people round the house, and I had gone over to help her sort out the junk that had accumulated over the 40 years that she had lived there. The man of the family wanted to see the garden, so I agreed to take him on a quick tour, and we walked up to the acacia tree. It was by now, twice the height of the house, with a huge canopy that stretched across three gardens. As a child I had climbed that tree by pulling myself up from a low branch, my father had eventually cut the branch off because of the injuries I sustained each time I climbed the tree, but the stump stood out proudly. Now, however, the stump had been swallowed up by the trunk as it had continued to grow. I was stunned by the difference. I realised I hadn't been to the top of the garden in over 10 years. I looked around at the differences in the garden. The brambles that had yielded wonderful berries every fall had taken over most of the fence at the end, and the grass grew over hip high. The once beautiful rose beds had been badly neglected and the skeletal remains of the roses were tangled with creeping weeds. The man asked me what kind of trees they were, and I informed him that the big one was acacia, there were also weeping willows, elm trees, ash trees and beech trees in the hedges. “What about that one?” He asked, and I looked to the fence. “Oh!” I exclaimed, “my oak tree!” What had once been a forgotten acorn, planted so many years ago, was now a proud oak tree, standing nearly 20 feet tall, with a full and wide canopy. I gazed upwards and watched as the beautiful green leaves waved gently in the breeze, and I was overcome with emotion as I remembered my childhood dream.

I never got the chance to fall asleep on the grass beneath my oak tree, because that family bought the house, and my mother moved out a couple of weeks later. I have thought about going back to see if my tree is still there, but I know I would be devastated if they had cut it down. They had cut down the cherry tree that I used to climb up and sit in watching the world go by, and that was sad enough.

I prefer to remember the feeling I got when I saw that my little acorn had grown into a fully tree regardless of what else had gone on around it.

MJ

I don't know why I am so shocked by his death, I guess because he was one of those people who I expected to be around forever. People are comparing this to Diana's death, and I just remember not being surprised when I heard about her death. But this is shocking. Over riding Farrah's death, which also was not a surprise.
RIP MJ, you have left an irreplaceable legacy.

Triple blergh

It is 4.54am Winnipeg time, I am sitting in a hotel room, drinking coffee because I had it delivered yesterday before I went to sleep, looking at myself in a mirror because the hotel room has a mirror on every surface except the ceiling (TG!), wondering why the hell I bother.

I am bloody knackered, and I still need a holiday. Almost 6 weeks has gone by and I am no closer to having time off, yet no one seems to appreciate the amount of work I put in, or how well I do. Piss me off. Sometimes I wonder why bother? When your life is out of your own control it is like this. I lived like this for too long to live like this again, and so I will have to not let it happen. Yeah I will fight, yeah I will meet with the people I need to meet with in order for the needle dick to be put in his place. Yup! He shouldn't have started this because he ain't gonna win! Time to call in the troups.

It is only when...

.. I have no one to gossip with that I need to blog! Anyway, someone here is wearing eau d'moth balls, and it is making me quite sick!

FFS!

They change the damn thing and it takes me FOREVER to get in and I FINALLY get in so that I can say I HATE THAT WOMAN!!!!! ARGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can hear her voice clear across the room and all she ever does is complain and whine and moan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sleepless in Winnipeg

Here I sit, wide awake, playing on my laptop with the lights out so I don't keep K awake, at Midnight. It is snowing out there, apparently going to dump a lot of snow on us over the next day or so, and for some reason people have actually listened to the advice to stay home and not drive.

I need a break from work I think, a break when I don't have to think about work. But that will not happen for quite some time. I want to sit up and watch trashy TV all night and sleep all day.

Life isn't fair sometimes.

Further blergh

Still working on the lecture. Nearly done, and I have watched two movies while working on it, the Black Widower, and now Sleeping Beauty. Is that sad enough?

Blergh

Back, uneventful flight, arrived a little early, which is a bloody miracle. no probs getting through immigration this time either.

Now I am sitting here, knowing I have to give a lecture on Tuesday and I only have today to complete the slide deck, and I really can't be bothered! I really can't.

As it is a nice day we will take the Bunts for a walk soon, which will alleviate some of the boredome of the hemodynamics lecture, but I will still have to get back to it when I come home again. Blergh!

OMG

Sitting up watching trashy TV when I should really be in bed. I have to be up in a few hours to drive back to Charleston to get the plane home again.

At least I have a travel mug now.

We had a great dinner, went to some southern cooking buffet, and had some more down home cooking. The waitresses were hilarious!

Then we went for peach ritas at Mexicalli, before coming back to the house to rest up before bed. I was so stuffed I couldn't breath propoerly. Robyn was so stuffed she can't sit up! LOL!!! Much fun was had by all, esp over the pee stick discussions.

Ah well I guess you had to be there.

Up with the cows

I was up with the cows this morning, it was still dark outside, which was a little depressing. But that is ok. I had a good strong cup of coffee. I might go get some breaky as I am rather hungry, then again, I might just and I did, go for breaky. The buffet is pretty good, and I have a plate of fruit, which I really feel that i need this morning. With bacon and sausages of course LOL!!

Not too many people around today, one of my colleagues just said that a lot of people are coming for the day, and not staying, which I find weird, but anyway. That might explain why there aren't so many people around. I am surprised at some of the people who aren't here quite frankly, but I guess you have to pick and chose your conference these days.

Once I have eaten I will return to the room to ablute, and then pack and then leave for sunny Georgia!

Student presentation

She did a great job, people were very surprised that she was only a Masters student, she did good, she answered the questions well too. Good job! Mike and I were very proud of her. So we went for a celebratory dinner. As you can see below, it was a good dinner.

Looks like we are off to Atlanta on Thursday, praps to the Cyclorama? No idea what that is. We will see.

Later

Dinner

I finally got my chicken fried steak, I also had fried okra, some more she-crab soup and collard greens. Not necessarily in that order. It was good lowcountry food. Yum yum.

Now I am kicking back getting ready to go to bed, might play a little Fate before I go to sleep, but then I am also watching some show on fugitive captures.

Off to Athens tomorrow, after a working breakfast.

I need meat

I feel like that cat, I need meat! I am done with all this seafood, shrimp and oysters, I need meat, I need a nice juicy burger.

I will make every effort to get one tonight, food at the hotel is far too delicate, little flat beards with whimpy bits of god knows what on them, baked in a wood oven.

Gotta go, the student is presenting in 20 minutes, and probably almost passed out with fear. Can't get into my shawmail, but will try again tonight to let you know how it went.

Blergh

OMG I am dead tired. I worked till about 1am then went to bed, dropped off about 2.30 listening to some stupid hollywood gossip show, and then was woken by Mike texting me to tell me he was done and going to bed, this was at 3.50am! I couldn't get back to sleep, was too hot, my neck was sore, my back was sore, and I finally dropped off again about 5am to be woken by room service at 9.15!

OMG. I feel like I am hung over

:(