Me and Buffy on Friday Night

I have nothing productive with my mini-vacation

and I love it.

I played WoW all day (level 59 baby!) and now I'm sitting on my couch enjoying some lovely season 3 of Buffy.

Tomorrow I plan to be enjoying The Rock n Roll Craft Show.

And Sunday, I want to work on the podcast.

I'll report back and let you know how far along I get.

Love is forever.

"Man has not yet learned to work for the joy of work, learn for the sake of growth, create for the expression and the exaltation in the act, or to love simply for the pleasure of loving: he still requires a reward. Until a man learns to do these things, hope will have to be his basic motivating force. In work, he'll require more wages and better titles; in knowledge, he'll require degrees and diplomas; in creativity, he'll require recoginition; in love, he'll require assurance. Until he appreciates that each of these are their own reward, he'll need hope as his crutch. There is nothing wrong with hope; it is simply the second best thing. For love goes beyond hope. Hope is a beginning. Love is forever."

-Leo F. Buscaglia from Love: What Life is All About

hmmmmmmmm

Oh, Blog, how I miss thee . . .

I have nothing to say lately.

While you all revive yourself from the shock I just put you through, I will continue.

I attempted to participate in the National Blog Posting Month, but that initiative fell flat on it's face due largely to the fact that I was uninspired and completely creatively blocked.

My creative self needs a jump start. A refresher. A revival. A tent meeting complete with a riverside baptism and gospel chorus.

But where do I acquire that? How to I wake up my tired and weary soul in the midst of all the chaos and turmoil that is everyday life?

Let me know when you find the answer.

Father, Mother, God,
Thank you for your presence
during the hard and mean days.
For then we have you to lean upon.
Thank you for your presence
during the bright and sunny days,
for then we can share that which we have
with those who have less.
And thank you for you presence
during the Holy Days, for then we are able
to celebrate you and our families
and our friends.
For those who have no voice,
we ask you to speak.
For those who feel unworthy,
we ask you pour your love out
in waterfalls of tenderness.
For those who live in pain,
we ask you to bathe them
in the river of your healing.
For those who are lonely, we ask
you to keep them company.
For those who are depressed,
we ask you to shower upon them
the light of hope.
Dear Creator, You, the borderless
sea of substance, we ask you to give to all the
world that which we need most--Peace.

-Maya Angelou

NaBloPoMo is kicking my butt.

Monday

Why are Mondays always so crappy?

Is it just the nature of what we do on Mondays that make them so bad?

Or have we prepared ourselves to expect Mondays to be crappy so they are?

Do we create our own crappy Mondays?

I hate Mondays.

Post-Halloween Party

So, we had a Halloween party last night. It was a lot of fun - and a very late night. In all the hub-bub I totally missed posting to this blog for NaBloPoMo. However, I did manage to throw together another episode of Red on Green and I posted that on the show's blog. I'm hoping that the blog gods of NaBloPoMo will accept that as my blog post for yesterday. And if not, well that's okay, too. I'll just keep posting every day anyway.

It's only 6:30 pm here right now - but I am wiped. I think I'm going to zombie-out in front of the tv until I fall asleep. After I podcast, that is. :-)