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Hai-Kuul – February 03, 2006

I Am That I Am (Requested by bitha)
I was born this way
And so I will remind you
By stating this fact


Maybe Next Week (Requested by bitha)
I won a photo
But I have not picked it up
I should go get it


Don’t Drink and Derive (Requested by bitha)
I tried a function
But I was seeing double
My answer was wrong


I Have to Go Now (Requested by bitha)
This party is dull
I’m so bored I could just
Fall asleep right here


Doing Stuffs (Requested by bitha)
Each day passes by
Like pollen in a stiff breeze
There is much to do


Stop Staring (Requested by bitha)
I feel discomfort
Your gaze is fixed upon me
But I don’t like you


‘Bag’ Packs (Requested by bitha)
Learn how to pronounce!
This is up there with foilage
And ol’ new-cue-ler


Money Tree (Requested by bitha)
My fondest wishes
All seem to involve some wealth
That I need not earn


Angelina Jolie (Requested by Courtney-O)
The world’s most wanted
Lover of men and women
Jen A. stood no chance


Tim the Enchanter (Requested by the scottish vixen)
The mystery man
Who captured the Vixen’s heart
Best wishes to both!





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

Real Jules

Would the Real Jorge Please Stand Up?

How many people remember this article?

I’m sure you will all get a kick out of the following scan that I took of an envelope bearing what appears to be an odd attempt at my name

I mean, really.

How the hell do these people do their research? I don’t know…




Click to enlarge…



Props to Jules

I met this girl a while ago, and we participated in the same craft show. She, too, is an aspiring photographer. Her images are taken with a digital camera. Her skill with the lens is definitely something to behold.

What’s even better is that she doesn’t think of herself as being excellent.

But she is.

Not only is she a great photographer, but she also writes a mean blog.

You should do yourself a favour and check out her blog.

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.

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…



Click to enlarge…




* – 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.