If I fail this project, it’s no big deal… at least I’m not blind!
Brenna, on a radio documentary she produced about a blind paralympian.
Finally got them!
I’ve been wanting a pair of Fluevog shoes for a long time. Years. As much as I love all of his crazy stlyes, they’re difficult to pull off for general style. That is until this year.
One of the new lines this year is the “Public radio” shoes. In it he has three public radio stations: CBC, BBC and NPR (American). They’re beautiful shoes and finally something I can easily wear in everyday styles. My only problem was to choose what colour.
I went for the brown ones. They just had the most character in the leather. I do need some nice black dress shoes so I could see myself getting something in black soon.
Tell me which black dress shoe you think would do me well!
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Pure energy and love in a cup!
Tropical fruit smoothie
- One whole banana
- 1/4 mango (sliced)
- Blueberries
- Strawberries
- Pineapple
- 1/8 cup of vanilla flavoured protein powder
- A drop of vanilla extract
- Strawberry kiwi juice
I tend to have this everyday in the summer on my drive to work. Isn’t too heavy, full of energy, and tastes amazing. It’s also better in the summer because of the access to fresher fruit (rather than frozen fruit in the winter time).
Mixed together in a magic bullet and enjoyed for ten minutes. I recommend trying it. A much cheaper alternative to buying them at Jugo Juice, Booster Juice, etc…, and you get to try new ingredients depending on what you’re feeling like.
Try it!
1. Limit your friends…
The world wants that attention. Only you can decide where it goes.
And it does determine the shape of your life: what you pay attention to becomes your reality. If you watch and read the news all the time, you will become obsessed with the latest crises. If you watch and read about celebrities, your life will revolve around them. If you socialize on social networks all day long, this will become your world.
I found an interesting article today about fighting for you attention. I agree strongly with many of the things the author mentions in her list of reclaiming your attention:
1. Limit your friends. Not real-life friends, but social network and blogging and forum friends. Not that these can’t be good relationships, but having too many makes them meaningless. And each friend will take up a little bit of your attention — when you read their updates, click on their links, reply to their messages, look at their photos, and so on. The more you have, the more attention they’ll require. Limit them to just the essential.
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4. Give up on news. It’s a never-ending cycle. And if you’ve paid attention to the news as long as I have (I’m a former journalist), you know it’s all the same, year after year. Unless your job depends on it, the news is usually a waste of your attention. Let go of the need to stay updated. Even if your job does depend on it, keep it limited.
5. Be brief. Write brief emails, tweets, updates, blog posts. With some exceptions, of course. But make brief your de facto.
6. Give your attention to the important. This is the crucial part: choose what you give your attention to, and do this choosing carefully. What is important to you? Writing? Photography? Design? Coding? Creating a new business that helps others? Your kids? Figure this out, and give this the majority of your attention.
On top of my issues with FB, there is the simple reason that I just can’t deal with a large group of friends on a quality level. The only people I really deal with are the people in my day to day life: classmates, bandmates and friends that live in this city. If it weren’t for having a band of 7 members I’d be able to count the people I interact with that I consider friends on my two hands. I just don’t want to deal with more people in my life. It’s not that I don’t care or love my other friends, but a digital-only existance/interaction gives me no emotional contact. The only thing that really makes twitter, for example, fun is that most of my interactions are with people I see daily already.
As for the news point, I couldn’t agree more. History repeats itself and news is sounding more and more familiar everyday. I’m not saying I cut it out of my life completely, but the news that I can catch up on during the time it takes me to make or eat dinner is probably enough to keep me from looking like a complete doofus. I’m not living in a shitty world. My government doesn’t treat me like crap. I don’t make so much money that I feel like the gov’t is robbing me. I’m no protesting hippy. The news tends to be so sad and depressing anyways…
Number 5 is really my favorite. I think Einstein said it best: “Everything should be made as simple as possible, but no simpler”. I hate feeling like I contribute to the noise of useless blabber that occurs in so many parts of the internet. Taking a quick look here, I’ve been on twitter for longer than most of my friends, and although I keep an active presence on the social network I have less than many of my “younger” friends. I’m still under 1000 tweets where a number of my friends are way above that. Some even try for a large number. I don’t see the point. Say what you need to say, but don’t add to the noise in the world. ‘nuff said
The last one is probably the most import in the list. Spend time in your life doing what you love, what you find important, because in the end that is what will shape you. Without sounding punny, the only thing you can count on at the end of the day is that there are only 24h in a day. Only 365 days in a year. And only a slowly shrinking number of years left in your life. At the end of the day, your memories of what you’ve spent your time doing over the last 5, 10 or 50 years is what will make you who you are on that day. Why not be proud to have been in control of most of it instead of being a slave to someone or something else’s bidding? Not to say that you can’t love your job or anything, just make sure you’re doing what you love somewhere in your life!
Ah hell, what do I know? I’m only 23; so young I don’t even know it.
I wear sandals. I like feeling air on my feet. They don’t get too cold. I was born in a cold place; I know what I’m doing.
Here’s your chance to make fun of me as the first person to be wearing sandals regularly this year. Make fun of me now before everyone else starts wearing them. Make fun of me now but I will dare you to try out this most liberating footwear now.
Dare to wear sandals.
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Under the microscope
Since my house has gone into vinyl mode over the past few months, I thought it might be interesting to share some images I found of what the grooves look like close up.
Chris Supranowitz is a researcher at The Insitute of Optics at the University of Rochester. Along with a number of other spectacular studies (such as quantum optics, trapping of atoms, dark states and entanglement), Chris has decided to look at the relatively boring grooves of a vinyl record using the institute’s electron microscope. Well, not boring for me.
I found it to be pretty neat, but that may be because I am kind of an audio nut. To contrast the magnified analog audio, the research team at The Insitute of Optics also checked out the pits of a CD.
You can check out the entire article here.
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Well it’s 9th and Hennepin
And all the donuts have
Names that sound like prostitutes
And the moon’s teeth marks are
On the sky like a tarp thrown over all this
And the broken umbrellas like
Dead birds and the steam
Comes out of the grill like
The whole goddamned town is ready to blow.
And the bricks are all scarred with jailhouse tattoos
And everyone is behaving like dogs.
And the horses are coming down Violin Road
And Dutch is dead on his feet
And the rooms all smell like diesel
And you take on the
Dreams of the ones who have slept here.
And I’m lost in the window
I hide on the stairway
I hang in the curtain
I sleep in your hat
And no one brings anything
Small into a bar around here.
They all started out with bad directions
And the girls behind the counter has a tattooed tear,
One for every year he’s away she said, such
A crumbling beauty, but there’s
Nothing wrong with her that
$100 won’t fix, she has that razor sadness
That only gets worse
With the clang and the thunder of the
Southern Pacific going by
As the clock ticks out like a dripping faucet
Till you’re full of rag water and bitters and blue ruin
And you spill out
Over the side to anyone who’ll listen
And I’ve seen it
All through the yellow windows
Of the evening train.
“Fiends and Ghosts”
Trying to finish this “demo” or whatever it should be considered. This recording project is taking its toll on me. It’s been a work in progress for too long now and we still have nothing to show for it.
Raph and I went in this morning to work on tracks and we still aren’t complete. I’m thinking it would have helped if I had touched a guitar since the last time we did any recording.
I’ll be sure to post any songs we produce here for anyone to listen to.
P.S. We’re looking for a new name for the band, and ideas?
Google \/\/ave notifications
Google has finally pushed an update to their Wave product that allows users to be notified via email for updates to waves that they follow. This was previously only possible with a separate extension which had certain reliability issues.
Looks like Wave isn’t a lost cause after all!
Dental hygienist
I was in to see my dentist today to get a filling done. My first real filling ever. My first time being “frozen in the mouth”. For the record, it wasn’t really my fault that a cavity formed, it was due to my rear molars being misaligned after my braces were removed a million years ago.
My mouth is still numb on my left side as I write this. I’m almost tempted to bite my tongue just because I can!
The actual amazing part of my day was that I had the most attractive dental hygienist or dental assistant or whatever her title was ever! Better than any nurse I’ve ever seen, better than any lifeguard. I felt like I was in a movie!
Once she put my crazy rubber mask thing in my mouth she asked me a question:
“This might make it tough to swallow so just let me know if you need any sex.”
What?
Then it dawns on me that she said “…if you need any suction.” Haha.
Highlight of my day at 9am. Might as well just go to bed until tomorrow now.
