Susan's Scribblings the Blog

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Susan's Scribblings the Blog
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    • It’s Debate-able

      Posted at 1:22 am by kayewer, on October 7, 2012

      I sat through some of the presidential debate.  It was, after all, the first one, and when trying to decide which button to push at the voting booth when “None of the Above” is never available, one must pay attention to determine the lesser of two candidates and select the other one.  Eenie meenie miney mo doesn’t work, because we all know that once you select eenie, the one you’ll wind up with is meenie.  Miney and mo are just along to balance out the count and make it look like you have control over your choices.

      The candidates didn’t surprise me much.  Sure, it took guts for Mitt Romney to tell the well-known PBS moderator that he would cut funds to public television.  President Obama stayed cool under fire (and maybe too cool for the matter at hand).  The debate amounted to too much back and forth and not enough about the real issues.  They always do.

      What bothered me the most, though, was the candidates’ choice of lapel pins.  Was it just me, or did the President wear a smaller American flag pin than Romney?  It sure looked like a token piece rather than a conscious show of pride.  I just hope neither of the lapel pins were made outside the country.

      We still have more debating to go, with the veeps going at it next.  The networks want us to watch and get involved in our right to vote based on how the candidates’ words move our choice.  I still don’t feel I have one.

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    • If De Cit Fits

      Posted at 1:48 am by kayewer, on September 30, 2012

      This article heading from a respected local newspaper proves that being lazy, using your instincts or a spelling checker program doesn’t work any better for the news media than the rest of us:

      I always thought the “fit cit” was San Francisco, but I could be wrong.

       

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    • In Praise of the American Teenager (and Adults)

      Posted at 1:34 am by kayewer, on September 30, 2012

      I was in the bagel joint this morning when I witnessed something extraordinarily rare and wonderful: a young man thanked the preparer of his breakfast sandwich and wished them a good day, and when his passing through the queue caused an overhead sign to swing, a woman in line raised her hand and stopped it.

      On an ordinary day, any other kid would never raise his eyes from the ground or speak, and a woman would back away from a swinging sign.  This was a positive experience.

      I felt so good seeing such things, I left my change as a tip for the bagel staff.

      Things should happen like today more often.

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    • Take Five & Pass It On

      Posted at 2:27 am by kayewer, on September 23, 2012

      Life sometimes gets too complicated.  Right now it looks like people are up in arms about several different things at once.  We’re occupying Wall Street here in the United States (again, it seems), and overseas it seems some people (well, countless people) are upset about an issue with religious sensibilities and whether somebody made a joke or really wanted to push emotional buttons.

      At least I didn’t know the person responsible for the controversial film at the center of all this, and I’m not interested in seeing it or in making people of any religion feel uncomfortable.  Most of us probably feel likewise.

      I normally follow the Peanuts character Linus’ philosophy not to talk about religion when I don’t know enough to say anything of value.  I also don’t talk about politics, and since all I know about the Great Pumpkin is what appears in the animated special aired every Halloween, I guess I’ve struck out on all three.

      Anyway, I thought it would be a good idea to just take a break for five minutes and not get involved in anything.  Go sip some water.  Take a micro nap.  Clip coupons.  Just stop for five minutes and settle the torrential mind for a bit.

      It’s so easy to get het up about everything.  Life is tough.  We don’t always behave humanely.  It will never not be that way.  But throwing more logs on the fire of our emotions only makes the experience more painful than it should be.

      Just take five and settle down.  This, too, shall pass.

      And pass it on to somebody else who could also use a break from it all.

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    • Why There is Poo in Shampoo (and a Sham)

      Posted at 2:02 am by kayewer, on September 16, 2012

      Why does shampoo take up an entire aisle in the store?  Shampoo is designed to cleanse hair, so it shouldn’t be a twelve step process to find one that works effectively at a good price.  They don’t all have travel sizes so you can sample them, so the expense to find the right one can be daunting, and it shouldn’t be so.

      Dish detergent comes in different scents, which can make the kitchen a more pleasant place to be when washing dirty dishes, and some of them even soften hands at the same time.  They only take up half an aisle in the market.  Hand soaps come in liquid or bar form, with a few foamy varieties thrown in, and they take up less space than shampoos.

      Of course, the argument is that one’s hair is one’s crowning glory, so it has to look right.  That involves styling, not what it’s cleaned with.  So why are there so many products on the market?

      I remember when shampoo was easy:  kids had Johnson & Johnson, women had Clairol and men seemed to go for Head & Shoulders.  Clairol came in formulas with a letter to designate dry hair, normal hair or oily hair.  The letter was scrolled beautifully on a golden bottle.  Then there was Prell, which always advertised that their formula was thick and rich, and a pearl dropped into the bottle would sink luxuriously at a slow pace.  The bottles never even came with a fake pearl for experimentation, but nobody minded.  The folks at Head & Shoulders made their product basic enough for manly hair, with no funny perfumes.  Also, in those days, men wore suits and didn’t want to be concerned about dandruff, so that was their two-in-one solution.

      Today we have formulas balanced for this problem, fortified for that problem and boosted to do something else.  None of us go about our lives looking like the models in the commercials, no matter what we use.

      The bottles are getting strange, too.  Pantene has bottles in which the shampoo stands on its bottom as usual, but the conditioner (does anybody remember when we used “cream rinse?) stands on its head.  The formulas come with terms like “Shine,” “Classic,” “Anti-Breakage” and “Daily Moisture Renewal.”  They all cleanse hair, supposedly. 

      No matter what shampoo you use, the bottles all have the same problem:  they slip out of your hands in the shower.

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    • Anarchy, Discipline & Respect

      Posted at 3:11 am by kayewer, on September 9, 2012

      This week I was annoyed by some of the little inconsiderate things I saw just doing everyday things in life.  For example, boarding a train I sat down and spent the trip watching an empty bottle of Gatorade rolling up and down the main aisle (up when the train slowed down to stop, and down when we departed the station again).  What types of neanderthals do we share a train with, who can’t carry an empty bottle a few feet to the nearest disposal point?

      I have always wondered about the “useful to gross” ratio which seems to be extremely short for some people.  The moment a container is emptied of its contents, it seems some people can’t wait to simply drop the item to the ground as if it had gained cooties, even if a trashcan is inches away.

      Somebody threw a bag filled with uneaten leftover food into a recycle container at the office, and due to the humidity, it was attracting flying insects.  The maintenance crew had to empty that mess later on, and the recyclers who would have sorted out the bottles and cans get bogged down by such thoughtless actions.  The issue is that a regular trash container sits at each desk in the building, and there is a pantry for more trash disposal.  There was no excuse.

      Maybe some people think that, when they’re grown men and women, it’s okay to just not care.

      The problem with not caring is that, eventually, nothing is left to care about.  Taking the easy, lazy way out does not keep this world nice enough for people in which to be lazy.  In one of the Star Trek movies, the ever-logical Mr. Spock brought up the fact that it is always easier to destroy than to create.  Obviously some folks never learned that.  They hawk and spit, drop their napkins and cheeseburger wrappers anyplace they choose, and smile when they say they are free people.  Free is not irresponsible.  Freedom is a privilege earned by setting good examples.  We may be Americans, but we’re still responsible for the land we live in.  If we don’t keep it neat, no other country will come in and sweep up after us like they’re our parents and we’re six-year-old brats.

      That is a problem with us:  we don’t have the discipline we used to.

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    • Do Away With Convention

      Posted at 2:28 am by kayewer, on September 2, 2012

      Our two major political parties sure know how to live it up.  A hurricane blew in to put a wet blanket over the Republicans in Florida, and they hardly missed a beat.  I wonder if the Democrats will at least get a good thunderstorm?

      Political parties supposedly hold conventions for one thing: to affirm the identity of the candidates for the presidency and vice presidency of this country.  The votes were cast in the primary elections, so really if each state held a news conference and announced that they recognized the candidates their people voted for, the overall announcement could take place in less than one hour using a live newsfeed from some strategic location for each party.  If they wanted to hold a debate afterward, that would be okay, too.

      Instead, we get entertained (or disturbed) by guest speakers and events like Clint Eastwood–whom I admire anytime he isn’t talking about volatile subjects like religion, politics or the Great Pumpkin (excuse me, Linus)–addressing an empty chair standing in for the incumbent.  Again, I like Mr. Eastwood, but we didn’t need that.

      I’m sure the Democrats will come up with some interesting ways to waste time in a crowded auditorium as well.  Sure, attendees gather and touch base and chat up a storm during these things, but it really doesn’t do anything to help the nation’s conscious decision about who should be in charge of our nation come January 2013.  I wish they would do away with such nonsense.

      But then I also wish one of the candidates would promise to do away with Daylight Saving Time.

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    • Writer’s Block and Tackle

      Posted at 3:01 am by kayewer, on August 26, 2012

      When you’re a writer, feedback can be mind-boggling.  I’m at work on a short story which will soon be published in an anthology. Another contributor, who has experience in editing, is helping me out in her spare time by giving some hints along the way.

      It has been awhile since any of my writing has gotten such thorough scrutiny where a college final grade wasn’t involved.  Writing assignments for college is no less difficult than putting this short story together because, even though I won’t have to worry about getting credits for a degree, it’s important for the story to be an effective part of the rest of the collection.

      Yeah, I’ve got work to do, and my editor let me know it.

      The stumbling block for me now is the viewpoint in which the story takes place.  It has been the topic of two writing group meetings I’ve facilitated, and even I can’t get a handle on it.  The story started with a third person viewpoint (“The man came into the house.”)  The suggestion was to do first person (“I went into the house.”)  This involves cleaning up the story to adjust all the nouns and verbs, zapping any passive phrases with the writer’s equivalent of bug spray (the delete button) and making sure the characters all have names and purposes.

      When I delivered the story in third person, one character was simply “the guard captain.”  Now that the story is in first person, I realize that no idiot keeps calling somebody by their occupation, so I had to come up with a name for him.  I wasn’t ready to name the guard captain.  I had spent considerable time in the office deciding on a new system password (we update them every 90 days or when somebody thinks it’s a good idea after drinking too much energy boost).  After so many years at a company, one runs out of family birth dates, pet names and car models to use for passwords, especially when there is a list of a dozen or more for every program in use.  What I won’t do is use my character names as passwords.  Since I wasn’t thinking about character names, I wasn’t prepared to give the guard captain a name, but I did, and I like it.  Now I have to search for and replace all references with the new name and make sure the story doesn’t suffer for it.

      When I sent a revision of my new viewpoint story  in progress, my friendly editor reminded me of the rules of writing and where I had broken them.  Right she was; they were incorrect because I am still revising them.  It will make sense soon, but I had been staring at the story through about a jillion revisions in third person, and after revision one in first person it looks like a jillion more are coming my way before it will be ready.

      So with crossed eyes, headache, swollen feet and parched throat, but still with the burning ember of hope for success keeping my body temperature at 98.6 degrees, the lonely author will approach the story again and attempt to successfully tackle point of view.  When I get it right, I’ll let you know, too.

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    • Made in China Why?

      Posted at 2:08 am by kayewer, on August 19, 2012

      Whoever made this might have been taking a cat nap.

      What you see here is one of a pack of two catnip mice I bought for the cats at the cyber cafe where I post each week.  This low-cost dual pack of mice, intended to provide brief but fun enjoyment for cats in the United States, was assembled in China.  Whoever put this one together was negligent with sewing the end shut and failed to knot the plastic whiskers, which promptly pulled out.  Sure catnip mice are a cheap toy, but shouldn’t be low quality.

      Why do we settle for substandard junk?  We are worth some care and quality in our purchases.  Whoever authorized the manufacture of this item should be ashamed.  Next time I’ll make my own.

      I’m not against international trade, but I’m tired of everything coming from someplace else and being designated as being worth only minimal effort for the cost.  Possibly I’m in a snit because I am reading a book called “Overdressed:  The Shockingly High Cost of Cheap Fashion” by Elizabeth Cline.  The author bought out several pairs of what she thought was a bargain in some shoes she liked on sale, and soon realized that her shopping standards (and those of most of us) had deteriorated at the hands of an industry out of control.  The American garment industry has nearly tanked, and the throwaway clothing culture we have become addicted to is killing the economy and the workers in overseas sweatshops where they are made.

      Fortunately I don’t go for shoe fads:  I’ve worn American-made shoes for decades and stick to manufacturers I know, like SAS. 

      Clothes from here are harder to come by, but at least some products, like cups and cookware (like Anchor) still are made here.  Lately I’ve become an unpaid spokesperson for the Tervis company, which makes drinkware here at home and has a wonderful selection of sturdy and personality-amped items.  A co-worker got one as a gift after  I told him about them and he mentioned them to his family.  It got left on his fender by mistake and dropped to the ground, but still had barely a scratch.  His hot drinks stay hot, and cold drinks don’t sweat inside the double insulation.  They are not $5 versions that will crack or degrade, but real keepers that will pay for themselves forever.  I’ve seen them in Hallmark and Bed, Bath & Beyond stores and they’re online.

      So now I’m on a campaign to find more American-made stuff. Plenty of resources are out there, so it’s just a matter of seeking and shopping.  We can bring jobs and happiness back to our part of the world by adding some domestic stuff to our shopping habits.  Heck, there is still Chinese food.

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    • Not A Moose (Bullwinkle Joke)*

      Posted at 2:03 am by kayewer, on August 12, 2012

      I killed a squirrel this morning.  I didn’t mean to.  The little guys just seem to zig when they should zag, and that is how they fall out of trees and, as in my case, get hit by my car.

      I was headed to an important (recreational, too) early morning meeting, and took the main interstate to get there.  As I got into the area where the speed limit went up and I was accelerating, a squirrel appeared from the median to my left and started to cross despite the lack of trees.  As squirrels are wont to do, he doubled back toward the median.  Then he tripled back into me.  I heard the small thump and spotted the body in my wake.

      I did feel terrible.  Never happened before in my life.

      “Oh forgive me God,” I said, looking heavenward.

      I never did understand the sport of hunting.   I even avoid stepping on ants.  Look out for and be looked out for is my motto.

      I’m sure there are a jillion squirrels in the great beyond, all of whom have fallen out of trees, got zapped from chewing on live wires or trying to play chicken with vehicles.  If they have peanuts in Heaven, I’ll cop a bag from Saint Peter on the way in.  If I wind up in the other place, I guess they’ll be roasted nuts and cost my soul, but either way it’ll be worth it if I meet up with that unfortunate creature and can make amends. 

       

      *(As in, “Boris darling, we’ll get moose and squirrel.”)

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