Hai-Kuul – January 30, 2006

Colored Pencils (Requested by The_Vermillion_Border)
So many colours
Make for wonderful drawings
Go imagination!


Cigarette Smoke (Requested by The_Vermillion_Border)
Drifting toxic death
Wispy hands bypass your throat
And target your lungs


Too Much Perfume On (Requested by The_Vermillion_Border)
Alluring odours
Turn into eye-watering
Scented overload


Blogger Blues (Requested by AgeyD)
My words feel hollow
Do I make a difference?
I’ll wait for a sign


Bomberman (Requested by Rituro)
You! Run for your life!
The Hige Hige bandit
Just got roller skates!


My Job Sucks Monkey Balls (Requested by The Shellie)
I’m going nowhere fast
This job sucks big monkey balls
Please pass a toothpick





*Remember, you can submit a topic to inspire your very own Haiku Poem by clicking here. You can read about Hai-Kuul here.

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Egads Drummer Rocks!

Egads!

I have a number of friends that ask me why I bother with Spaces, and I usually tell them that it is a matter of not having yet another place with another password to memorize.

Last night, though, when I logged in and saw all the new features I was blown away.

Profile pics? New communications options? New navigation?

Way to go, MSN!



March to the Beat of Your Own Drummer

I was on the subway today, and a few stops after mine a girl got on with her boyfriend. They squished into the middle of one of the sections with more floor space, despite the fact that the subway was relatively packed.

She was young, probably late teens, possibly early twenties. Her frame was petite, and she was all bundled up in winter clothes. She had a nice set of headphones* and those of us around her could hear what she was listening to.

At one point during the journey, a song started playing that she must have really liked, because she started dancing. It was so awesome to see someone enjoying themselves so much in an uninhibited way.

It cheered up everyone in the immediate area**.



Why Shaun Rocks

Shaun and I will converse on MSN Messenger quite often. A lot of our conversation is about daily happenings, but occasionally we tend to get silly.

Check this conversation out. I remember laughing so hard I had tears coming out of my eyes.

Of course, if you never watched Transformers you might not get it. Click the conversation to enlarge it…



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* – This is not a euphemism.
** – I highly doubt that I would have received as many smiles were I to do such a thing.

Expecting Election Problems That Matter to Me

You Were Expecting Something Different?

The dust has settled from the election for the most part. Mr. Harper is the new Prime Minister.

There is a lot of doom and gloom associated with this. People paint Mr. Harper as the devil (or worse). While I don’t like him, I would expect that we would at least give him a chance to screw up. This takes more time than just being in office for five minutes*.

Given how much of an uproar there is about this (at least from everyone I’ve spoken to), I wonder how we got to this point?

First, we must delve into my thoughts around this election…



The Election – A Jorge-centric Story

I’m not very politically-minded. I’m the first to admit it. I did a bit more reading this time around. Not just the platforms put forth by each of the parties, but also various other interesting tidbits. I used the internet to learn about what the parties had to offer. I chatted with locals to get their take on the local representatives.

As I was doing this, I wondered why I had never done it before. It’s quite enlightening.

After all of this research, I decided to vote locally rather than nationally. I placed a vote, not for the strategic purpose of filling the cabinet with a particular party, but rather for improving the immediate area in which I live. I wanted someone who could step up to the big table and voice concerns of the folks in my neighbourhood.

I’m glad she won.



Where the Problems Begin

Again, I’ll repeat that a lot of people I run into express surprise that the Tories even got in. They regard this as a step in the wrong direction.

Well, we all deserve it.



Part of the problem is that people don’t really give a damn about their country anymore. I can make this bold statement because from what I’ve heard and read, voter turnout was only sixty-four percent.

We, as Canadians, have no right to whine about how unfair our government is when we don’t even take the time (ten minutes – no lie) to vote.

Quite a number of people that you know will tell you how much they love our country. They will tell you how Canadian they are. Well, chances are that two out of every five people you know are not pulling their weight.

Knowing the national anthem and waving a flag around is only good if you’re cheering Canadian sports teams who participate on the world stage. Being Canadian is more than just eating maple syrup and being able to reference unimportant trivia**.



Would it Have Mattered?

Certainly there would be those that would question whether a higher percentage of voter turnout would have made a difference.

It might not have changed which party attained power. However, it would have offered a clearer indication as to what the preferences of the country were.

If everyone voted, you would have a crystal clear picture as to what thier perception of the best choice was.

Sadly, we are nowhere near this point.



Back to Me

While I don’t think that a Conservative government is the end of the world, I also don’t like a lot of items on their agenda.

But this is where things don’t look so bleak.

I will wait to see what they do. If I don’t like it, I can make my stand by presenting my case to others and voting at the next election.

After all, as a part-owner of this country, I have the power to effect change.




* – So everyone should calm down.
** – Try taking a real Canadian Citizenship test. It’s not easy.

Hai-Kuul – January 23, 2006

I Know U Like to Know (Requested by princess_castle)
What’s my life to you?
You walk too close and hear lots
Mind your own beeswax!

Burn In Hell (Requested by princess_castle)
You hide a secret
Only your conscience knows it
For this you will fry


Settled (Requested by princess_castle)
To be nomadic
Is not always the best way
Find tranquility


Is it Yes or Sorry? (Requested by princess_castle)
I asked a question
About what you did last night
Either choice will suck


Home (Requested by princess_castle)
A place to relax
Where four walls mean more than safe
A place where love is


Cramming (Requested by princess_castle)
Compressing knowledge
The attempt to absorb all
So that I might pass


I Never Loved U Anyway (Requested by princess_castle)
Stop your snide smirking
Do you think you have hurt me?
No skin off my back


Critique of a Play (Requested by princess_castle)
The curtain has closed
I’m now in the dark with thoughts
Swimming in my head


No What-If’s, Please (Requested by princess_castle)
Don’t waste this moment
Inventing scenarios
Let’s just enjoy this




*Remember, you can submit a topic to inspire your very own Haiku Poem by clicking here. You can read about Hai-Kuul here.

Photo Finally!

Fun With Photos

Quite a number of people that have visited my exhibitions usually take a card and visit my photography webpage.

I have to admit that, while I am proud of the general format I created, the galleries were a bit thin due to the time constraints of getting it up and running before a show.

There were originally twenty-seven photos in the galleries (not including the ones I use as the backgrounds for my various menus).

So, now that I have some time between shows, I figured I’d beef up the number of photos in there. I’ve taken each of the three galleries, and created sub galleries in each. By the time I am finished I should have at least a hundred and fifty photos, all representing different aspects of what I can do.

Hopefully, this broader spectrum of photos will appeal to more people.

Due to the number of shots, though, it’s going to take a while to complete this project. As of last night, I have finished six of the twenty-one new galleries.

If you fine folks could take a look and provide feedback, I would very much appreciate it.

Again, this is not a fishing expedition. If you like what you see, it would be beneficial to me if you would explain why. The same goes if you find something wrong. Just to let you know, there will be some empty slots in the galleries until I am finished (Actually, Gallery 1 is the only gallery that has been modified at this point).

Constructive criticism is the best tool available for something like this. You can leave me a comment or e-mail me here.



Finally!

The Best of Barking Space list is complete. Special thanks to Dave who took pity on me and sent in a pity vote.

Hai-Kuul? Love? Come On!

Hai-Kuul Christmas Gift

Dave and I have a very practical method of exchanging gifts. We essentially each use the other’s Amazon.ca wishlist to figure out what the person is looking for. We also will also possibly get something extra that may not be on the list.

This past Christmas, I got Dave a DVD off of his wish list and then bought him another one that wasn’t listed, but that I thought he would like.

Dave got me two movies off of my wish list, and then sent me this:



Check it out, yo.
Click to enlarge…


That’s right.

It’s a set of magnetic poetry words specifically for Haiku.

How freakin’ cool is that?*

Dave‘s idea** was for me to do haiku on my refrigerator and then take photos and post the photos of the haiku on my site. The problem with this is that I don’t have a digital camera.

At one point, I thought about using a cookie sheet and then taking a still picture using my webcam. The problem with that idea is that a lot of the requests that come in are too specific to be covered by words found in this magnetic poetry set.

I will try to post a few though.



What is Love?

I was on missbhavens recently. I noticed an article that posed a question about whether love was like a Tribble or a leather jacket. She offered a poll at the end of the article so the reader could voice their own opinion.

Being the rebels that they are, the folks leaving comments offered up their own ideas.

Of course, I needed to list my own idea also, and came up with this…

Love, to me, would be a hammock. It’s holds you up, and wraps around you, and if you mess around too much on the side, you fall out and break your face.


I thought this was funny.

Maybe it’s just me.



Come On!

Of course after I wrote this I mentioned it to Dave


Jorge: Man, I am a genius.
Dave: How so?
J: I came up with a wicked definition for love. [Jorge reads Dave his new definition.]
D: [Laughs a little.]
J: So? What do you think? Do you think it’s funny, or what?
D: I think it’s funny that you proclaim your own genius.
J: Someone has to. But the love thing…It’s good right?
D: [Silence.]
J: Come on!
D: [Silence.]
J: Come onnnnn!
D: Just because you say that, doesn’t make it funnier.
J: Really?
D: No.
J: Come onnnnn!


At this point we started discussing how funny it would be if world leaders used come onnnnn! to resolve conflicts…


[George W. Bush and Osama Bin Laden are on the phone, having a discussion.]
GWB: Osama, ya gotta stop promotin’ terrorism!
OBL: No, infidel. You shall all rot in hell!
GWB: Please?
OBL: No.
GWB: Come on!
OBL: No.
GWB: Come onnnnn!
OBL: Oh…What the heck? Okay!


Wicked.




* – Add that to the fact that my lovely wife bought me a Nintendo Gamecube, and you have yourself a pretty sweet Christmas.
** – Actually, it was Beth and Sarah who found the Haiku set first. Dave was an almost innocent bystander.

Fig-tionary – January 16, 2006

aidea (Requested by s-)

  1. Function: noun – A plan for action whose result is to help someone – Usage: Out of everyone on the island, Dave was the one who came up with the best aidea to deal with Jorge’s broken arm.




*Remember, you can submit a request for a crazy definition for a typo by clicking here. You can read about the Fig-tionary here.