UPDATE (1/18/11): I just learned, by listening to WSBRadio, that Royal had the following quote taped to his desk at work. Perhaps Royal isn’t rolling his eyes at me with my comparison. “The Christian faith makes it possible for us to accept that which cannot be changed, to meet disappointment and sorrow with an inner poise, and to absorb the most intense pain without abandoning our sense of hope, for we know, as Paul testified, in life or death, in Spain or Rome, “that all things work together to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.” – Martin Luther King, Jr
Last night, before I turned off my bedside light, I listened to my NOAA weather radio/alarm. While listening to the current weather conditions and forecast for the days ahead, I realized (with great clarity) that I really am a geek. I turned off my weather radio and bedside light, snuggling into bed with a smile, fully comfortable with my geekness.
This morning, Blogary, as happens every week day morning, I woke up to my radio alarm, which is set to AM 750 WSB. Though the alarm is set for 6 a.m, I stay in bed until 6:50 a.m., so I can hear Scott Slade speak with Jamie Dupree, their Washington insider. Around 8:20 a.m. this morning, my phone rang. Thanks to caller-ID, I saw the caller was my neighbor calling from her cell phone. I answered the phone, and my neighbor quickly asked, “Is it going to rain on me?”
My neighbor was in the middle of her morning walk with her two girls. She knew, if anyone could tell her about the weather, I could tell her about the weather. And, I quickly assured her, the radar was clear and she would stay dry during her walk. I also informed her that, though it was cloudy, there was only a 30% chance of rain today.
While in school, I was a wallflower. And, while in school, I didn’t much like being a wallflower. However, once I entered college, I found tapping into my confidence and shedding my ‘wallflowerness’ an easier thing to do. I was still different, but I was becoming comfortable with being different. In fact, because I lack subtly, my attempts to be like others seemed klutzy and lacked grace. To this day, if I try to mingle amidst the ‘cool’, I fail miserably. I am not a good faker.
Blogary, please don’t take my wallflower snip-it to be full of self-pity and sadness. To the contrary, I love the fact that I am a geek. Oh, and I should clarify, the word ‘geek’, as it pertains to me, is defined as “an enthusiast or expert especially in a technological field or activity.” Though I don’t claim to be an expert, I do claim to have an enthusiasm for weather, astronomy, organic farming and . . . ice cream.
I also have an enthusiasm for talk radio, which makes me roll my eyes as I type. [Even I don’t understand me, all the time.] As a kid, I remember riding in the car with my Dad. My Dad would turn on the radio, setting the volume loud enough to know the radio was playing but not loud enough to hear what was on the radio. So, though I couldn’t hear what was being discussed on the radio, I could tell my Dad had the radio set to a talk show on the AM radio band.
My Dad typically had the radio set to AM 750, though WGST 640 would also be heard on occasion. Anyway, I remember hating talk radio as a kid. And yet today, I prefer talk radio to other types of radio stations; and, I have preferred talk radio for the past 20 years. Perhaps, talk radio has taken preference in my life because when one is working in an office, talk radio seems less distracting than music, as background noise. (Though accessing an AM station within the metal office walls of corporate America is a difficult task in and of itself.)
Regardless of the why, during normal business hours, talk radio plays in my house or streams through my laptop. And, while listening to talk radio, I update my Community Collaborative Rain and Hail and Snow Network (CoCoRaHS) account with daily precipitation measurements, monitor the weather via weather.gov and checkout the latest earthquakes tracked by the US Geological Survey. I also check in with NASA and science news. Did you know the Hubble caught images of a planet being devoured by a star?
Blogary, don’t look to me to hear about the latest in entertainment news, unless it involves John Cusack, Ed Norton or Nicolas Cage. [Speaking of John, note to self: Add ‘Hot Tub Time Machine’ to Netflix queue, preparing for the DVD release in June.] However, if you want to babble about the weather, science, the politics discussed by Jamie Dupree or the insults/controversy Neal Boortz spewed this week on his talk radio show, I’m your geek. And, I’m a smiling geek. Oh, please don’t talk to me about physics, I don’t have the time or energy for that matter. (hee, hee, just a little attempt at physics humor. I won’t quit my day job, thanks.)
OK, I best get back to my paid gig. Plus, Neal Boortz’s information overload hour will start soon, and I want to listen to Neal and Jamie talk about today’s political headlines.
It is morning here. I’ve enjoyed two cups of coffee, and yes, I believe I will have a third. Before I get up to get that third cup of coffee, I am going to tell you about my dream last night. I had a dream about the movie Shutter Island. I am not sure why I had a dream about Shutter Island, because I have not seen the movie. And, I didn’t dream that I was watching the movie, my dream was that I was on the Island living out the movie. Odd. I assume the dream was short because I haven’t seen the movie. I suspect seeing the movie is in my future, though. I’m curious to see if I got any of it right.
The main purpose of my post today is to release some of the frustration I am having due to hormones. My word of the day today is restraint. I hope to show restraint today and over the next 5 – 7 days. My patience is limited, which makes showing restraint even harder. But, I am aware that my moodiness is due to hormones, and I am hoping if I keep in tune with that awareness, I won’t do too much damage. I have a big challenge ahead of me, that is for certain.
Now, while I try to show restraint and release my frustrations via posting, you have to realize that my mind is in overdrive. I swear there is a game of pinball going on in my head, and the flippers are doing a great job of keeping the ball active and hitting many bumpers. I am certain I will reach a new ‘High Score’.
While posting, I am listening to the Neal Boortz show. He is an AM talk radio show host. Great entertainment. You can access his website, and I encourage you to listen to him. He’s a Libertarian, and he is not a fan of President Obama. Consider yourself warned. I hope that doesn’t prevent you from checking him out, though. Again, he is great entertainment.
So, Neal is on a rant about an 8th grade girl who sent her boyfriend a picture via her cell phone. Allegedly, the 8th grader was partially nude. After her boyfriend received the picture, he forwarded it to his guy friends. All this took place in a private school. I believe both parties were taken out of school in some form or another. Authorities are considering jail time, too. Explain to me, again, why kids have cell phones? Oh yeah. It is because they NEED them in case of an emergency. Right. And how many times have they used it for an actual EMERGENCY vs just convenience or habit? Thought so.
And then there is Oprah. She is promoting a “Don’t Text and Drive” campaign. Yet, what did her audience receive during a recent show? Yep. A free cell phone with 60 days free service! Woo hoo! And, how many of those folks will use their phones while driving?! Seems a bit contradictory to me, but I am PMSing; what the heck do I know, right?
But wait, I have more to share. Oprah had Jessica Simpson on her show. Jessica was airing her frustration with the media and paparazzi, as they hound her and focus on her weight an personal life. She was stressing the need for folks to focus on the goodness inside and the pressure the media puts on looks, appearance, etc. Oprah was nodding in agreement with Jessica, and Oprah also shared that she’s had to deal with her fair share of crap from the media. OK. Cut to the second half of the show: Lisa Ling talks about the focus on fashion and beauty in China and around the world. What?! The first half of the show is about how too much focus is on fashion, looks, etc. And, the second half of the show is all about looking a certain way, interviewing the Vanity Fair rep in China.
I admit, my rant may be taking things out of context a bit. And, showing how women will do just about anything to be ‘beautiful’ doesn’t necessarily encourage the behavior; however, Oprah has many shows on how to look better. I am just frustrated with the double-talk. “Don’t text and drive.” “Here! Have a new cell phone.” “Focus on what is inside your heart, not how you look.” “This week we will talk about the best way to color your hair and look years younger.” Yes, I am cranky. But am I way off base? Really?
Oh. Oh. AND – Oprah has had several shows with Peter Walsh, from Clean Sweep. She is amazed and horrified at how hoarders collect stuff and are unable to get rid of things. Then, she announces that she has cleaned out her closet and is auctioning off items on Ebay to raise money for her school. While going through many of the clothing items, Oprah is expressing the fact that she is getting anxious about letting go of the things. She talks about the fact that her heart is racing and she is having a hard time not changing her mind on certain items.
Again, my frustration is hormone induced. And, I don’t fault Oprah for the anxiety she has with letting go of some of her ‘stuff’. But, what about her love for Eckhart Tolle and his book ‘A New Earth’? What about her belief that it is not about the stuff? She has tons of stuff! And, it is hard for her to let go of her stuff, so it should not surprise her that others have a hard time of letting go of their stuff, too.
I like Oprah. I am not trying to discredit her or make her out to be someone evil. I just wish folks would practice what they preach, and I wish they would call themselves out when they don’t practice what they preach. Which reminds me …
For the most part, I am an open book. I know I am moody. I know I am impatient. I know I yell way too much. I know this. I also know there are many people like me. However, they don’t admit to being like me. They don’t admit to sharing many of my qualities. They will, however, throw me under the bus without batting an eye. Because I am so open about my issues and imperfections, I feel as though I walk around with a big target on my front and back. And, rather than acknowledging they share many of my characteristics, folks will tell me how ridiculous I can be at times.
I realize my openness is my choice, though why I continue to choose being an open book is beyond me. Seriously, why in the world do I feel the need to share every single emotion I feel? Why on earth do I feel the need to express just about every thought I have? It is sick, though I know many find it entertaining. And, truth be told, I love me. I love the fact that I am an open book. I just wish I wasn’t so insecure about it all. It seems contradictory to be so forthcoming with information, yet cringe internally as I worry I am being judged. And, as is often the case, when I run into folks like me, who also share everything, I become annoyed. Yeah. Our own qualities tend to annoy us when we find the same qualities in others. Funny how that works.
I had better cut this post short. [Too late] I need to pace myself, as the next several days have the potential to be challenging. Today, I reminded my husband that I love him. I will remind my husband I love him several times over the next 5 to 7 days, in between my barking and biting. Hormones are wonderful.