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50 things to love about life (gathered by tiny buddha)
Posted by kootsy in Jun 29, 2010, under "Plots are for dead people, pore-face."
1. Love. (Hansoul Kim)
2. Family. (Jo Alunan Taguinod)
3. Just being able to wake up to the sun shining in the morning. (Norma Lewis)
4. The ability to overcome hardships and appreciate what I already have instead of wishing I had more. (Ivy Lokojarvi)
5. Our ability to empathize. It allows us to connect and support each. (Heather Fulton)
6. The ridiculous things my dog and cats do. They live in the moment and enjoy being alive, and it reminds me to do the same. (Rachel Campbell)
7. That I am someone who makes a real difference in the world. (Marlu A Soria)
8.Moments of realization that I’m not as alone as I too often think I am. (Caleb Davis)
9. My children being healthy and happy. (Angelica Ortega)
10. Every breath I take reminds me I’m still here and still have much to enjoy. (Lorna Goodman)
11. The ones who never give up on me. (Li Maddocks)
12. Positive and creative people. (Vicky Agnew)
13. I love the moments when more than one person ‘get’s’ the illusory joke and for a moment sees that we are one. (Darla Shanti Serafina)
14. The love and support of my life partner. (Diane Delude)
15. Being alive and happy at this moment because is the only thing that exists. (Indi Pa)
16. Affecting people without realizing it. (Mike Love)
17. The beauty of it. No matter how bad things get, there is always something beautifulto keep us going forward. (Noel Knights)
18. All the funny people. (Neelie Echelon Michele Oliver)
19. Hope. (Majo Bustamante)
20. The unexpected things. (María Victoria Arteaga Hung)
21. That every moment in life is a chance for a new beginning. (Vanessa Powell)
22. Creating abundant joy is what I love most about life. (Shyloh Robinson)
23. The diversity that everyone brings to the table. (Andy Clemenko)
24. Trying new things. (Karen Gallion-Biggers)
25. The amazing way the universe can materialize just what you need. (Allison Seals McGee)
26. The way life’s traumas end up making the good times even sweeter. (Lisa McConnell)
27. Second chances. (Shari Ouillette)
28. I love when my daughter smiles at me, and says “Mommy, I love you.” (Haydee Lopez Cruz)
29. Freedom of choice! (Denise Robinson)
30. Everyday is another chance to get it right. (Jan Bu)
31. Seeing small plants start to bud and grow. (Erin Anderson)
32. It’s the little things that matter the most to me, like kisses on my forehead. (Manda Keifer)
33. I love the fact that I can see only love around me. (Kalpana Tewani)
34. People, nature, animals—everything. (Aisha Ar Radiyah)
35. Opportunities to start all over again. (Cristina Villacres)
36. Good food, good friends, good health, and a good night’s sleep! (Mikel O’Brien)
37. Smiles and laughter. (Erin Leslie Cassinelli)
38. Being free to do what I want when I want how I want. (Kim Toney)
39. How there are many paths to happiness, not just one. (Melanie Hazim ॐ)
40. The fact that nothing is permanent. You can always change what you don’t like. (Marcia Johnson)
41. All the free things like air, fresh water, kisses from my love, a hug from my daughter, learning from other people, observing nature and smelling flowers. ( Sarita A. Salas)
42. That we never really know what’s going to happen next. (Slovydal O’Brien)
43. Music. (Lori O’Connor)
44. The spontaneous and unexpected, if it’s positive. (Teresa O’Connor)
45. Knowing the difference between being alive and living. (Belinda Poree)
46. The incredible beauty that surrounds us if we look. (Jeanne E. Rohen)
47. Small moments of enlightenment that show you the path towards being a more fulfilled and compassionate human being. (Jacky Casumbal)
48. Quiet time. (Gerri Mills)
49. Being at peace. (Kylie Alyce Popejoy)
50. All of you. (Dan Schoenig)
Concrete Jungle
Posted by kootsy in Jan 10, 2010, under "Plots are for dead people, pore-face."
In the world we live in there is a constant search for beauty. It is not as easily found therefore a rare and pleasurable treasure. The busy city streets, too-long work days, constant educating, socializing- who has time to look up? Take a minute on your break, during lunch, your morning jog, and focus on nothing but the beauty hidden around us.
{[(Peacocks)]}
Posted by kootsy in Jan 07, 2010, under "Plots are for dead people, pore-face."
TOTD (Theme Of The Day)
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Whats the word bird?
If you are a bird, I am a bird.
Bird of the day ::::::: Peacock. The male of the peafowl distinguished by its long, erectile, greenish, iridescent tail coverts that are brilliantly marked with ocellated spots and that can be spread in a fan.
Shock value.
Posted by kootsy in Oct 18, 2009, under "Plots are for dead people, pore-face."
Because you have taken things too far and stretched my elastic to the point of no elasticity.
Elevator.
Posted by kootsy in Sep 22, 2009, under "Plots are for dead people, pore-face."
Either looking up or looking down
No one talks. silence
awkward.
Doors open Doors close
opportunites.
Different destinations.
Endings also beginnings.
President Kennedy was the fastest random speaker in the world with upwards of 350 words per minute.
Posted by kootsy in Sep 22, 2009, under i RAN into a DOMe ceiling yesterday.
http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2009/09/090916-color-blind-gene-monkeys.html. Apparently color blindness may have been cured. Well at least all color blind monkeys are cured.
Sometime I get scared when other people are in the bathroom. Actually it’s only if I’m the only one in the stall. I don’t want someone going out of the bathroom after listening to my tinkle pattern and telling everyone. If theres a bathroom full of tinkling patterns thats ok, because then they won’t know.
I plucked 4 hairs out of my arm this morning. My left arm.
You have been working with Conservation International for 10 years.
Kumquat-Also, cumquat-a small, round or oblong citrus fruit having a sweet rind and acid pulp, used chiefly for preserves.
Socrates said he is the most knowlegdable person in the world because he admitted he knows nothing. I know nothing as well.
Starbucks venti 7 pump soy chai no water no foam with loads of cinamon dolce sprinkles, tastes best after freshly brushed teeth.
Bailey
Posted by kootsy in Sep 17, 2009, under "Plots are for dead people, pore-face."
I’m watching my neice and nephew finish up their one-year-old birthday photo sesh. They were very fussy. Jenn the neighbor gal was taking the pics. She brought her dog Bailey along for the ride. Bailey was well behaved, so much I almost didn’t noticed she was there. Well fuss face one and fuss face two were melodramatic and refused any more pictures. Jenn was cleaning up and putting away her props. Bailey started to walk over to her and I saw out of the corner of my eye she was almost limping. Turning around, I was numb. Bailey was missing an entire leg. Maybe I don’t get out much, maybe I am oblivious to the facts of life, I have never seen a 3-legged dog. I was scared at first, why? Oh I don’t know maybe Bailey was a 3-legged speed demon. Then I was saddened almost to the point of tears. I couldn’t go pet her. Like I said, I was numb. In an upward stance coma. Stunned. I had to go inside, I knew I couldn’t be around her without completely flaking out. I begin pondering on everything Bailey couldn’t do or wouldn’t ever be able to do. Can she run? Can she play fetch? How does she scratch that side of her body? Still immobilized, I said a quick prayer. Looking out the window, Bailey was sitting wagging her tail, and from my angle, looked like a beautiful, happy, healthy golden retreiver.
This is our PRIME.
Posted by kootsy in Sep 17, 2009, under i RAN into a DOMe ceiling yesterday.
of course. we would be the only people to actually dress up in 80′s clothes. go figure. just our luck. but we strutted our shit anyway. food wasnt great. except for dessert. oh lord have mercy i throw my myself to the chocolate smore gods. truthfully our goodie bags for dressing up sucked. like oh yay lemme go whip out my melting pot at home to make fondue chocolate. uh no. it had nothing to even do with 80′s. loved big black momma gettin jiggy wit it. oh our awkward waitor nicknamed us. trixie, pixie, dixie, and mixie. overall good times. called me lame, bex was dangerous, katie was a slut, and laure was….just there. oh rotflmao. oh and that other big black momma doin her cheer thanggggg outside of the restaurant. good. too much makeup, too many laughs, too much chocolate.
POST-ECONOMICALISM
Posted by kootsy in Sep 11, 2009, under i RAN into a DOMe ceiling yesterday.
The debut of this ground breaking movement blog is obviously going to be late. Why, because sometimes time is irrelevant. Time, money, clothing; all potentially irrelevant. We, as a society, grew from nothing. We grew into a greedy, over-indulging country. We started running wild. There is nothing in this world that is more important than money, and that is unfortunate. At the same time it is our own fault. We, the people, made things this way. A way where money is our top priority. We strive for good paying jobs, not because we like the industry, but merely because the money is good.
We ourselves have created a society where a 7 ft man with big muscles can play a game and make triple what a surgeon with 3 degrees and 20 years of schooling under his belt makes in 5 years. But it is our own fault. We the people, go to those games, pay for the overpriced tickets, spend astronomical amounts on concessions, rinse, and repeat. Putting the money directly into those overly sized male species pockets. BUT, we neglect, or resist, paying for medical bills, doctors visits, and health care screenings. We have created this society ourselves.
We also have created a society where men are dominant over females.We have created a society where money means more than anything to us. We have created this unhealthy obese society. WE THE PEOPLE have created this kind of society we live in. Yet we continue to piss and moan consistently about our society and its internal and external inconsistencies.
Basically, to sum it up in a nutshell, Jesse and myself are geniouses, and we should be living in a society where money, economics, and riches are behind us. At this advance stage of our society we should be living in a post-economicalistic world. THIS IS AMERICA FOR CHRISTS SAKE.
In addition to the above ramblings on to the groundbreaking movement, let’s tell a story of our nation. As of today, September 21, 2009, our nation, is $11,823,669,402,365.16 in debt. If it’s easier for you to read it this way here goes- Eleven trillion, eight huindred twenty three billion, six hundred sixty nine million, four hundred two thousand, three hundred sixty five dollars and sixteen cents. Our national debt per day since September 28, 2007, is $3.89 billion. From sea to shining fanfreakintastic sea.
Our nation is not just the here and now. We are in debt to those before us, Honest Abe, and such. We are in debt to those we have not yet met, yo baby’s momma’s other baby. Our nation, the people, not the physical aspect, is in debt to the future and the past. Not just the current moment. Those before have created what we have today, and those unbeknownst to us, will change what will be of tomorrow.
So, instead of trashing our country like we have a spare in the trunk, let us build an empire.
