tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87378118736713537342024-03-05T08:11:44.139-08:00These Three ThingsDon't make me pull this car over.
MoeMastershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15006873884529316031noreply@blogger.comBlogger136125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737811873671353734.post-41014295233983233162023-01-28T16:07:00.006-08:002023-01-28T16:12:37.222-08:00So Here We Are<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg96Y7Ei1H660sp9RI4PAkvcHG3lH_o_P9cpK0NmciaGyfup9hEHhQmGz0Sjh_BvknTtuzJhbJ4BHKrGEezMF33inEYUUaY0EVXO6UjB9bj8NJ6o4kOTAQKe80snBzDeT71PKM9ohs-jsVl5wuhHNI8Xr0hyS4ARlD7IWuif-_-lWa8BuIGtPXok8xJ/s2576/20180223_164033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2576" data-original-width="1932" height="199" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg96Y7Ei1H660sp9RI4PAkvcHG3lH_o_P9cpK0NmciaGyfup9hEHhQmGz0Sjh_BvknTtuzJhbJ4BHKrGEezMF33inEYUUaY0EVXO6UjB9bj8NJ6o4kOTAQKe80snBzDeT71PKM9ohs-jsVl5wuhHNI8Xr0hyS4ARlD7IWuif-_-lWa8BuIGtPXok8xJ/w149-h199/20180223_164033.jpg" width="149" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Yo, my not-so-little warriors! I thought I would be back here before now but instead I get to be here now. I needed to percolate and process how I would talk to you, if you were here. When I started this, half a million years ago right after the internet got borned and all, you were all still really freakin'small and I din't expect to have so much to say. I also didn't have a road map for how to navigate being a grandma from this far away.</span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">We know each other some now and I know that you read. You read good stuff - man, we're so lucky we get to read and that some of it's good stuff. Aaahhh, but I digress<i> (which pretty much always happens.)</i> I've given way too much thought to what my One Job as a grandma is and the best I can come up with is that I need to be a more consistent writer again, and more fearless. That fearless part is not my fave, because, like every other human I've ever encountered and really liked - I want you to like me. You're super cool and I still forget that I get to sit at the Cool Kids table on some days. (To be clear: I get to sit there ALL the days and I just forget <i>some </i>days. I do have days where I think I might not rock as steady as I do.)</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">So, I'll just show up here and you either will or won't and I'm cool with it. I'm going to keep the format the same and try to just give you three pretty clear things, but now that you can engage in critical thought - I'll try to provide content that makes your parents ask what you're looking at on your device. My logic is that IF I can hold your attention for longer than three minutes - that is legit...</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVS59s41QFmrep1_QDJ--67JOgerSOyRI0ld9TqIrZ8YYG_PZ2MLT611hAaajQdh-EyGy2xwhZy7yx231w_BVMwXSJfIlcjVosU7kGz2KDFdS-5W06AzY04GBG4KhlQ6x5Dvrk2hHIpgLZOXdLKdgIsONAibDlatBkHsX2a7Cc5nmguDf74QWHMP8l/s960/beebsBUGS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="825" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVS59s41QFmrep1_QDJ--67JOgerSOyRI0ld9TqIrZ8YYG_PZ2MLT611hAaajQdh-EyGy2xwhZy7yx231w_BVMwXSJfIlcjVosU7kGz2KDFdS-5W06AzY04GBG4KhlQ6x5Dvrk2hHIpgLZOXdLKdgIsONAibDlatBkHsX2a7Cc5nmguDf74QWHMP8l/w154-h179/beebsBUGS.jpg" width="154" /></a></div><span style="color: #999999; font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span><span style="font-family: arial;"> FOR sure - graduate from high school. I'm pretty sure that's not really a deal for you guys as you all seem pretty invested in your educations, but it's more than that - learn how to do your laundry and pay your own bills, do the car thing<i> (it's expensive)</i> and the phone that's not on your parents plan and learn how to clean pans without destroying the finish. Mend your own clothes and change your own oil if you can. Buy good shoes and take care of them so they last longer. Know how to sharpen a knife and start a fire. Plant some trees and eat food you've grown. It's more about your utility and self-sufficiency than anything. It feels good to be able. </span><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: x-large;"><b></b></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: x-large;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgplMb9JuSwtjJb-cSKZzX4hTDc98Aju0bZ63WO5EHEdCET6OgssQntwcmmVlcRlVDQxIWsywiMSD0eWbPlAAtmAik_qBOPWUzpWFcp-7Cs4wYc1KZAbj6i0WTjlw4qKemXvigKvCYygCqhB76ABjB6O4Am8MzwRLCqACEDbYmGdUGiMwujaiB2luTE/s526/HYNESkittyIRELANd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="523" data-original-width="526" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgplMb9JuSwtjJb-cSKZzX4hTDc98Aju0bZ63WO5EHEdCET6OgssQntwcmmVlcRlVDQxIWsywiMSD0eWbPlAAtmAik_qBOPWUzpWFcp-7Cs4wYc1KZAbj6i0WTjlw4qKemXvigKvCYygCqhB76ABjB6O4Am8MzwRLCqACEDbYmGdUGiMwujaiB2luTE/w180-h179/HYNESkittyIRELANd.jpg" width="180" /></a></b></span></span></div><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: x-large;"><b>two</b></span> GET.outta.here. Travel as soon as you can and go as far as you can. While it's not imperative that you travel alone, DO travel alone and go to places where you're hungry with curiousity and a little scared so your head's on a pivot and your heart skips some beats. I really hope you learn to speak other languages, too. I learned Spanish a long<i> (long long)</i> time ago and still remember enough to converse under travel pressure. I will always be thankful for that and it's helped me navigate the art and music coming out of that part of the world, too. There's way WAY more to our stories than just this country and ... how can you know what you love or don't if you don't try everything? Travel. Go, DO things and gather stories. All the things, and g'head and be scared - it's appropriate. If it wasn't scary everybody would be doing it and the boujie would smoosh our landscape like a mayonnaise spill.</span><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgezBW9X5uEqA0yVTqXi1QLlcGJxjUXAVD8QIxPiBoV0ZJZ7YgrBd4nXxivGmUgr5hxp3bbSYX2_Z-qIdOpu5_5GTYx4--rS5ggAlEsjr31KNvT5kcjH54DEBrODoWSObRCO-CM700INpr6Q8ZrOMHDsoHmLdfR81bmENO0Z24UJknvbGk3-oY7E94b/s926/MOMOme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; font-family: arial; font-size: xx-large; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="924" data-original-width="926" height="184" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgezBW9X5uEqA0yVTqXi1QLlcGJxjUXAVD8QIxPiBoV0ZJZ7YgrBd4nXxivGmUgr5hxp3bbSYX2_Z-qIdOpu5_5GTYx4--rS5ggAlEsjr31KNvT5kcjH54DEBrODoWSObRCO-CM700INpr6Q8ZrOMHDsoHmLdfR81bmENO0Z24UJknvbGk3-oY7E94b/w185-h184/MOMOme.jpg" width="185" /></a></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: x-large;"><b>three</b></span> Even IF all this AI and ChatGPT works out fine - learn how to write, my little dudes. I swear t'gawwwwd, I will have to haunt you if you squander this opportunity to borrow from your killer DNA and keep the legacy alive. Never stop keeping actual humans creative and productive by reading books and listening to the stories you hear. Write pretty sentences and build solid paragraphs. Storytellers cannot be replaced with bots, no matter how clever they may be programmed. And, don't use that technology to cheat on anything. I would imagine you could if you wanted to, so just don't.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">I know I don't have to say it, but I love you and your guts.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">I love your brains and intentions. I dig your lil baby agendas. Go.be.do. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">xomomo</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p>MoeMastershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15006873884529316031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737811873671353734.post-10804557898153632302023-01-02T19:55:00.004-08:002023-01-03T10:20:43.722-08:00Three Things: Storytellers, Spies & Good Seating<p> <span style="font-family: arial;">yo. my lil'warriors.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; text-align: left;">It's been a bit since we hung out here. Leave your shoes by the door and grab a drink. The cat will move as soon as you almost sit down on her. She'll move, I promise, just sit. I'm going to try harder to be a good communicator and maintain some peace in my heart believing that I'm doing everything I can to be a good enough grandma. (note the "Good Enough" part because I really don't want my expectations of being The Best Ever to smash my ceilings over here.)</span></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP5tnRT313EUn84mu8QZdZfZ4CYUMVnMIc_GUi5IvHIOAWibHHDEw9iui9zcb83CZH4Jg5uQwOZhXFb5ba6pmvydTGXDpp-YqNqg8SV2hDfQK-RGcEuMEHhkTmuh8Bw_mIM8y2V-NEaV5qscNFJoEOvkJ8KJtoinZrHo1Sv-6XRfNvQ_ltZIWS7vB6/s2603/20220923_143854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2603" data-original-width="2603" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP5tnRT313EUn84mu8QZdZfZ4CYUMVnMIc_GUi5IvHIOAWibHHDEw9iui9zcb83CZH4Jg5uQwOZhXFb5ba6pmvydTGXDpp-YqNqg8SV2hDfQK-RGcEuMEHhkTmuh8Bw_mIM8y2V-NEaV5qscNFJoEOvkJ8KJtoinZrHo1Sv-6XRfNvQ_ltZIWS7vB6/w255-h255/20220923_143854.jpg" width="255" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br />I like to pretend that we've been meeting up here for almost sixteen <i>(or ten) </i>years. I pretend that you kinda know who I am and sometimes you wish I'd tell you something. While the brain part of me knows that's <i>probably </i>not true, the heart part is totally gonna play to that. It's super-weird that there really is no handbook on how to be a grandma when we have flying cars and whatnot. Ah, but I digress.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;"><i>Soooo </i>so much has changed, since you were born... since I decided I'd best write down the important stuff and fire up this little blog machine. When I was your age my grandparents were already pretty much mostly dead so I never got to know who they <i>really </i>were. I wasn't a big thinker at six and seven and, turns out - they weren't really big writers. Now that I'm older than the oceans - I have a bunch of questions that I won't ever get answered. Not a big deal, but I get The Curious ... like a virus. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9BGtpxDpXK_ggXGBFqqo8a72iaYxZbsQ7LsjQskkN-jeHmK9ZsR7qnRJi0gHwzdYA8h27o8rbLAjmww0OLE6pbe8kb0b3VUwJByMqX0mC3iBZ0yEsVoSdbjGrffP4MHNkQvCQp7C1oycyNrcORCNsjOya1-nCtzAqJbyYJm9CHBbhvynl2UuXHwgu/s2000/SKELEbirds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="118" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9BGtpxDpXK_ggXGBFqqo8a72iaYxZbsQ7LsjQskkN-jeHmK9ZsR7qnRJi0gHwzdYA8h27o8rbLAjmww0OLE6pbe8kb0b3VUwJByMqX0mC3iBZ0yEsVoSdbjGrffP4MHNkQvCQp7C1oycyNrcORCNsjOya1-nCtzAqJbyYJm9CHBbhvynl2UuXHwgu/w118-h118/SKELEbirds.jpg" width="118" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br />I'm optimistically clinging to a grain of hope that there's some small chance you'll find yourselves here sometime and you'll gain some deeper understanding into the meaning of life and why things are the way they are. I dunno. It's a total crap shoot. But I do know that if I don't try there's no way we'll know. It's just science.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">From now on, the three things that I throw down once a week <i>(oh please let me be that good)</i> will be more than just manners and smash the patriarchy stuff. I'm gonna spill some tea that's way more real than a thousand tired memes.</span></p><p><span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><b>one </b></span><span style="font-family: arial;">I offer this up so as to give you some insight into where I'm at lately. You should totally do a deep dive on <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7KTSJaJG8K0&t=1143s" target="_blank">Nellie Bly</a> and then make a transfer and lay if on my world. Western medicine is so completely, dangerously broken and corrupt as to kill about 1300 people every day in America (I didn't link that because there is so much data and SO so much conflicting data and you gotta know fosho, the powers that be don't what us to wrap our brains around the truth but y'gotta trust me - Covid was childsplay comparitively.) </span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjBQ14ig0WHp_kN2QNM6TwZjnfI3drGSiRTNan2NRL-_pHK6RXwbJcvNFyi8QKwwoXHg3zARM9l50RaNYzKeAbem-Ao1rAcw0x0bjN0MgApq6zpoSTk92pDpJm6ez6C82Kx8ov7L4iBfkKLiarHVn1jrfDmC0B_-LGxw-CyGgdIlZJsdal3eVnyYcu/s2000/Puerto%20(24).png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjBQ14ig0WHp_kN2QNM6TwZjnfI3drGSiRTNan2NRL-_pHK6RXwbJcvNFyi8QKwwoXHg3zARM9l50RaNYzKeAbem-Ao1rAcw0x0bjN0MgApq6zpoSTk92pDpJm6ez6C82Kx8ov7L4iBfkKLiarHVn1jrfDmC0B_-LGxw-CyGgdIlZJsdal3eVnyYcu/s320/Puerto%20(24).png" width="256" /></a></div><br />But if you're on the marginalized fringes of this capitaistic life and death nightmare and you need nonscary healthcare - you might be hosed. I've played nice for a long </span><i style="text-align: left;">long </i><span style="text-align: left;">time in this arena and my compliance has amounted to support and endorsement. I've run clean outta ways to care about how I'm perceived so now I use recording devices and ... enough about me. What's blowing the wind up your skirt lately? I very much hope </span><i style="text-align: left;">something </i><span style="text-align: left;">is blowing the wind up your skirt, to be honest. And, Nellie Bly's story is fascinating enough to make me pretend like I'm part her, part Queen Victoria, part Lizzo/eilish/prine hybrid... you know what I'm talkin'bout. And, I very much hope you're deep into some powerful plans or deep thinks.</span></span></div><p></p><p><span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><b>two</b></span><span style="font-family: arial;"> I always deserved a seat at the table but I didn't believe it. I don't think I even fully understood the <i>concept </i>of that table till I was in my thirties, so there's that. No regrets <i>and </i>I still wish I'd gotten that memo a little sooner in the game. <i>Dude</i>. It was wicked hard to be taken seriously in business boysclubs when I was such a girl. I also didn't have to be the lifesaver every single.freaking.time. I was a cartoon of helpfulness and overachievement fantasy, and I give it zero stars. Do not recommend. I only share because this is a realization I have just recently come to and THAT trips me out. I'm way late to this party, man.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">It looks like you guys are building lives with much better boundaries and tons of self-care, so I'm hopeful you'll take care of you and not settle for less than you deserve. Hopefully you'll be better able to separate your bliss from what you gotta do to survive. I'm pretty sure there can be an intersection of these two things and that you aren't building lives that make it necessary to hustle like I did. The hustle is not really great for long-term happiness and I could have hustled less if I'd realized my worth sooner. So, never forget that everybody should love you like I do. Grandma love is free range and so organic it makes you blush. </span></p><p><b style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-large;"></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqFI4AjIEy0MtESnY4owQM9AOCwsaECLOnE6QgGf1MCmMDzDMTDZeK8VNWpr-2nlcoNknxbZGjA-N-sjGhWIlvrlKlovhetEYw3vIIciBekqi9SReVt01WYtiHD3trMEefB3kt1XSE957FxszrkGsxa2UdQLcIbcaWglALpbs0RW2gk4_AIoxJWwXX/s602/FB_IMG_1663176548990.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="602" data-original-width="542" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqFI4AjIEy0MtESnY4owQM9AOCwsaECLOnE6QgGf1MCmMDzDMTDZeK8VNWpr-2nlcoNknxbZGjA-N-sjGhWIlvrlKlovhetEYw3vIIciBekqi9SReVt01WYtiHD3trMEefB3kt1XSE957FxszrkGsxa2UdQLcIbcaWglALpbs0RW2gk4_AIoxJWwXX/w220-h244/FB_IMG_1663176548990.jpg" width="220" /></a></b></div><b style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-large;"><br />three </b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial;">y</span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="background-color: white;">o</span>ur great grandparents were freakin'crazy rock stars. They were also dangerously flawed humans and not actual rock stars, but way bright stars who got to get their sassy little fingerprints all over some great history. If you ever do a deep dive into epigenetics and start to look at the family lines and wonder how on earth this all worked out like it did, know this: Your ancestors were some ambitious hungry clever nuts.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">Your Greatgrandpa Mueller told me that he invented the process by which they turn normal agate into carnelian agate and he gave me a couple stones that I wish I still had. He invented the process that made it possible for road signs to glitter in headlights by crushing up glass and including it in the paint mix. He also said he lived on the reservation and drove a Model A for the Indians in Oklahoma when he was only 12 years old. He joked that he was a runner (for illegal booze.) In the basement of their home he had an entire museums' worth of increidble stones and petrified wood and Indian artifacts that were all donated to the Smithsonian when he died. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">Papa Z was one of your other great grandfathers, and his highlight reel would be a clip of a laminated ID card because he swore up and down that he, singlehandedly with the Jesuit priests at St. Louis University, invented the laminated school ID and it just blew up from there and now we have topshelf AmEx black. Then he'd be on a ship headed to Japan where he took pictures and posed with Disney and wrote aviation stories for the press till magically he appeared and started the first global aviation information empire and publishing business. He was the craftiest of the legendary madmen sociopathic scientists. He turned keeping track of truths into a sweet life and crafted a personal world built on a bed of lies. Killer material for a story, there.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0OyhuG26g0RTc_5qu__KYWqf16Dms-Qy1q7-_HLK6jjanEyGvc1Jo14MgHdarj2a3aRqnqZnwx8Cep2QaRVU1EHcKOtDLZtnCxIf-zrbliaRM7QMigrudLuwtUHdx8GYJWOdkzkUCk5HRWIoppxRoI5l20-Nb5IaToh2TxQcsD1uCcgRsnzjX1_Ev/s3000/20220304_134241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="3000" height="182" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0OyhuG26g0RTc_5qu__KYWqf16Dms-Qy1q7-_HLK6jjanEyGvc1Jo14MgHdarj2a3aRqnqZnwx8Cep2QaRVU1EHcKOtDLZtnCxIf-zrbliaRM7QMigrudLuwtUHdx8GYJWOdkzkUCk5HRWIoppxRoI5l20-Nb5IaToh2TxQcsD1uCcgRsnzjX1_Ev/w182-h182/20220304_134241.jpg" width="182" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br />Both these dudes were emotionally unavailable at best and inattentive or abusive at worst, but they both did whatever it took to provide for their families and meet societal expectations. They weren't necessarily worse or better than their peers and when old people say "times were different, man" THIS Is what they're talkin'bout willis. Dads in the old days were not much like dads now (<i>typically.hopefully</i>) They couldn't have done it without the powerful fierceness of your great grandmas who were way too big to discuss here. They get their own three things on another day, and it'll be long. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">Freakin'creatives.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">Creative endeavors, creative accounting, creative storytelling and painting and roadtripping and singing and playing and dancing and sitting under trees with people from other countries to watch the sun risings. We are a clever tribe and you're bound to wonder about that, at some point. So I leave breadcrumbs.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">I'll just share everything I can remember and maybe someday when you're, like, fifty or so, you'll wonder something and then you'll remember, "OH yea! Snap! Momo left me an entire digital shitton of words over at that one place..." and you'll be glad that the internet got borned and I decided to not shut up.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">I love you. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial;">If I didn't, we wouldn't be here.</span></p><p><br /></p>MoeMastershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15006873884529316031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737811873671353734.post-86488825050668724842021-01-02T22:51:00.001-08:002021-01-02T22:51:40.908-08:00Play Nice & Get Outta Here<p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"> Hay.YO, Mi Familia!</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOfaxPYTXZVB-TnjXj2aDpmTR9Xm_MQjbKgAiibcQUw-2n6pm8dTQtrzZ742Igjrrvf8kwD5OVoJDS-Qp_vA7nHRwx6PS5iGwCIi7W6KpDc2Fn80_MUqg3ynGPJDMDCYLlpKm4h1OlBMw/s3264/20201224_172122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOfaxPYTXZVB-TnjXj2aDpmTR9Xm_MQjbKgAiibcQUw-2n6pm8dTQtrzZ742Igjrrvf8kwD5OVoJDS-Qp_vA7nHRwx6PS5iGwCIi7W6KpDc2Fn80_MUqg3ynGPJDMDCYLlpKm4h1OlBMw/s320/20201224_172122.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br />Welcome back to These Three Things! And, yes - Yes it <i>has </i>been a long time since we met up over here. I think I was just trippin'about the state of the world. I didn't get especially bummed out, but I was having a terrible hard time with being me. I couldn't commit to anything. Anything like talking or reading or eating or writing or thinking... Even a short little howdy over here, for you guys, seemed like it was way above my pay grade and I wasn't smart enough to pull that off. I know that's ridiculous, but it started before the Covid and just grew into a beast that I couldn't shake off.</span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">And, then one day - A trip to Mexico (I'd never been but always dreamed of it) was on my calendar. I was going to find out if all the places I thought were paradise, watching TV as a kid, were as perfect a they seemed. I was all about Gilligan's Island and Swiss Family Robinson, I figured at the very least I would get to see beaches and turquoise blue seas. I saw all that and realized at least three things. </span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpHWR8tDDu_Q1JyTxZsHsxn-p6se3LmGn2_I4I4Q4m9U2xeS4CP0Uvzh7L89RqR0-MpRvvGbJLqwbDVB3xUU6U-diDirlo0h7bEtB4GGdrJh8SGcCVZn5inalJ_YNFQS25IebrcLGWBy4/s3264/20201224_072739.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-large; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpHWR8tDDu_Q1JyTxZsHsxn-p6se3LmGn2_I4I4Q4m9U2xeS4CP0Uvzh7L89RqR0-MpRvvGbJLqwbDVB3xUU6U-diDirlo0h7bEtB4GGdrJh8SGcCVZn5inalJ_YNFQS25IebrcLGWBy4/w188-h250/20201224_072739.jpg" width="188" /></a></p><p><span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><b><br />one</b></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;"> Do not go into a foreign country knowing nothing about their basic customs. I recommend learning the language enough to talk about simple things, too. It's about courtesy, being nice and playing smart. By learning about the place you plan on visiting, you are being respectful. It's what a lot of people do before they step outside their comfort zones. If you're going to Mexico<i> (5 Stars. Highly recommend.)</i> Just do a little research, learn a little language. Don't even tell me that you've got "an app for that." I will whip out my zzztpff.zzztpff zippety zip finger and say, "Don't even." But, it's <i>adorable </i>when you think you can just saunter into a second world country and enjoy the some level of connectivity that you do here in America. Just learn a little Spanish. It's not like somebody's saying you gotta wear a mask. (bad humor? Too soon?) </span></p><p><span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><b></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxEYpBeZ370kHIyM2n36hgG79U-0-35GtibOWj2PdGcqwyJD9GCdPkYAlmIw6khA895GIEwqdv1mCJjAxT9yZp2P9XKeOlWBHiUg20pBUu1UbgimtN-Y4Nu-gKYMJFenBaMu8jGoN3LFI/s3264/20201226_140643.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxEYpBeZ370kHIyM2n36hgG79U-0-35GtibOWj2PdGcqwyJD9GCdPkYAlmIw6khA895GIEwqdv1mCJjAxT9yZp2P9XKeOlWBHiUg20pBUu1UbgimtN-Y4Nu-gKYMJFenBaMu8jGoN3LFI/w284-h213/20201226_140643.jpg" width="284" /></a></b></span></div><span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><b><br />two</b></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;"> Unless you are made out of money, it's best to lock down your plans before you leave. This will be a whole lot more meaningful when it's <i>your </i>credit card that's being used for reservations, but just know that if you want to be an adventurer, you have to first learn to be a researcher. Every single thing from the transit to the accommodations and meals and customs and banks are all going to matter to you. Each consideration comes with it's own set of criteria and it takes FO.EVAH to work all the details out on each one of those things. It really does work to your advantage that your parents have gotten out and about. They've been adventurers, at one point in time, and they understand what it takes to get out... and about. You guys are super lucky. And, it's <i>always </i>a great time to start learning how to travel smart. I got to see two crocodiles get into a total throw down, just two feet in front of me. And, no - it probably wasn't exactly safe, but I'll bet I win the next round of Good Crocodile Stories. That stuff just never happens in our home towns.</span><p></p><p><span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><b></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx5guKgQ61ugNOdMwnUbC441Wjt4fZOlwnka7f_Pg5SYWh_TEl_eyQIqKbR1UMuv0hldvabRT_zsJLA6qREqaQIcX5jFQmgBwkXFw2vr4Vh1y5OMuc917sSmWYMPXhhNhxKXHio0i5M1w/s2576/20201224_172655.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2576" data-original-width="1932" height="243" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx5guKgQ61ugNOdMwnUbC441Wjt4fZOlwnka7f_Pg5SYWh_TEl_eyQIqKbR1UMuv0hldvabRT_zsJLA6qREqaQIcX5jFQmgBwkXFw2vr4Vh1y5OMuc917sSmWYMPXhhNhxKXHio0i5M1w/w182-h243/20201224_172655.jpg" width="182" /></a></b></span></div><span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-large;"><b><br />three</b></span><span style="font-family: helvetica;"> Any time you can choose to be kind, do that. If you've taken yourself outside your room, you've kinda signed an invisible contract that says you won't be the Problem Child and you'll play nice and do your best to not make life miserable for the people in your orbit. When you're nice, you're more inclined to notice nice people. Sometimes nice people tell other people something nice and it's cool. When somebody that I've not yet met tells me they love something I did - I just get nice and happy. Even with the mask, people can see your eyes smile and that makes things better. In general, if you tell somebody a nice thing you will be more likely to come by nice things. When you are kind it turns everything around to kindness and you might just make friendships that last a lifetime. </span><p></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I could go on all night, with that last one, but just know that we have way more power with love and compassion than we do with competition. I'm sure you'll get tired of hearing me go on and on and on about it <i>(mucho blah blah blah, as they say....)</i> but you'll survive. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">I love you more than seashores and luchedore masks.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: helvetica;">xomomo</span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #4d5156; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">©</span>2021 </p><p><br /></p>MoeMastershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15006873884529316031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737811873671353734.post-70185584313592314802020-06-29T09:11:00.000-07:002020-06-29T09:25:35.871-07:00Love in The Times of ContagionHey My Loves!<div><br />
Again, I know it's been too long and for <i>that </i>I apologize. I wish I had a decent reason for being gone so long, but I do not. If I were to write you guys, every time I think of you, we'd have a million stories and words. I'm going to do much better at dropping by more often.<br />
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one </font></b> Learn how to write well. Write your name, write your address, write numbers and letters and symbols in ways that show your style or attention to detail. Writing is a blast. When you have just the right ink, on just the right paper - it's like beautiful power. You can do or say or create anything you want and nobody is the boss of you but you.<br />
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I hope this little spot of staying home is at least a little fun for all of you. I also very much hope it's only a little spot and not some kinda long-term plan, because I'm just not really loving it so much. I do have to wonder though - what DO you guys do at school that makes it last all day long. I'm getting to help teach and herd a couple most-excellent teenagers, a little here and there, and we pretty much have all the actual school work done by noonish.<br />
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two </b></font> Learn how to enjoy your own company. Learn how to sit still. I could make each one of these things their very own books <i>(like the bazillions of writers before me have done)</i> but for me, they are so closely related, that I think you need to learn both at the same time. I also think that when I say "sit still" I really might mean, learn how to do nothing and be happy. What with the whole world screeching to a halt, I've found that I really do have time to not be doing something. I'm still not very good at it, but I think when you get to be an adult and you have to pay bills and whatnot, you forget how to stare at clouds or chase frogs... basically - do <i>nothing</i>. I really hope you don't forget how to be happy all by yourself, doing nothing.<div><br /></div><div><b><font color="#9e9e9e" face="georgia" size="6">three</font></b> Get a job. <i>Yea</i>, I know you're still a kid, but I was on payroll when I was 8 or 9... your <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGVo9KNpg9EuuCiPdtobC2l_kfIh7JwR6X4IZhrCw_pm4xwoONQH28mY8eAAWt1d1pKPQiut-lbOZX6OLqOuKKqLcLo_bccasN-7OJ_0KaRkk2Ju_jctvB1suCipzGK6bk7llH-hZS3kM/s572/TIMEmachineBUILD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="572" data-original-width="400" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGVo9KNpg9EuuCiPdtobC2l_kfIh7JwR6X4IZhrCw_pm4xwoONQH28mY8eAAWt1d1pKPQiut-lbOZX6OLqOuKKqLcLo_bccasN-7OJ_0KaRkk2Ju_jctvB1suCipzGK6bk7llH-hZS3kM/w179-h256/TIMEmachineBUILD.jpg" width="179" /></a></div>mom or dad was too. It's a great way to make your own money to buy your own cool stuff. Just 'cuz all your friends don't have jobs means you have to be unemployed, too. Just put down these screens and go offer to mow the lawn or clean an entire bathroom; Ask where the cleaners and rags are. I'll bet you dollars to donuts, your parent will smile and ask if you want PayPal or Venmo or what. All y'all are going to be looking at dorm rooms or apartments within the next handful of years and you're going to want the nice stuff that you've grown accostomed to. Chop chop, buttercup. </div><div><br /></div><div>That's all I got besides don't ever give up hope. </div><div>I started this note to you at the end of March.</div><div>It took me THIS long to remember that we got this. </div><div>Protest where you can, smash the patriarchy</div><div><font size="6">&</font></div><div>Don't touch your face.</div><div>xomomo</div><div><br /></div><div><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sorry it's been so long since I dropped in. I fell prey to one of the oldest obstacles on earth and grew afraid to write and speak and sing and play, mostly. I've surrounded myself with people who are so insanely talented, it's made me question the treats I bring to this party. My vintage body waged a war that benched me into submission and forced me to crochet blankets for all my loves <i>(just act surprised when you open your Christmas gift)</i> and while I've imagined a billion things to write, I've banged out none of them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Today's three things are a little more thinky than some others, and I might be using bigger words and more of them, but you're in middle school now and I know you come here. I see everything - like Santa Claus but more digital and less jolly. If I use a word you don't know, click over to your open Google tab<i> (up there, at the top ... it looks like a tab resting on the address bar)</i> and open a dictionary or thesaurus. I'm not writing down to you anymore because you're almost taller than me.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #999999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> One of you guys<i> (or two or three)</i> needs to launch an initiative to bring integrity and truth back to informative media. Start here - one of you needs to invent a TIME/DATE stamp that is present on every single page we can find on the internet. For the sake of this paragraph, just <i>please </i>for the love of <i>all things holy</i>, one of you kids needs to write the code for a time/date dealio that is always in red (or whatever your fave and logical, <i>well thought-out</i> color might be) in the upper right hand corner. Of EVERY single.page indicating the last moment it was touched by the content creator. We put men on the moon way before you got here, I'll bet they'll teach you something in high school that will make this possible. But, just do it. <i>Please</i>. Then make it a law or something. It wouldn't hurt anybody.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(Backstory on this: Papa Z was wildly unique in many ways, but his attention to details, like who what where when why and how, was insane. It was his business to sell data, so it had to be fresh. Fresh hot data. If he found something in his daily stack, which included everything from our report cards to super secret government memos, that was not stamped in exactly the same place on every single page - he freaked the fuck out. He'd start bellowing "STALE DATA! This is DEAD to me NOW!" It was a much larger display than just all caps here can convey, but when Zulu got mad, our whole area code went dark. It was scary. As much as I wish this attention to detail didn't matter, it does. The internet is a dumpster fire and I hope you kids get it cleaned up. I apologize on behalf of all of us who came before you and tore into this technology like a toddler high on coffee cake under a Christmas tree.)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>two</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Vote. Vote anytime voting is an option. Rally and gather and protest and resist and rise up, if you're on the wrong side. Vote in school elections and learn how the current process works. It could go without saying, but it would be verrrrrry unmomolike of me to not say it: I am pretty sure the whole poliltical process is trickery. Sadly, I invested my ten thousand hours in marketing, advertising, researching and entertaining, so I missed way too many memos about how our government really works and... I'm pretty sure capitalism is a scam. You guys have no excuse because I'm telling you now: Learn and research and vote. Study the French Revolution and see how it worked out for those guys. Build beautiful, smart and huge posters to take to marches and protests. Go to YouTube college and learn how to build the sturdiest torches and check amazon for the best deal on pitchforks. Go radical if you have to, just learn how to NOT get arrested. Your parents will teach you. I've seen them. So far - no arrests. Let's keep it that way if possible. And, please vote smart.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>three</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> You might not love this one, but I've seen your bedrooms and I would be remiss if I didn't just suggest this: You should consider the <a href="https://www.theminimalists.com/288/" target="_blank">100 Things lifestyle</a>. If you start now, while you're still young and your brains aren't so hard-wired to associate joy with owning stuff, you could be some of the most chill adults in 30 years. <i>Here's the deal</i> - I didn't adopt this minimalistic lifestyle on some wild whim, it was the byproduct of inheriting about seventy kabillion things from dead people who just never threw anything away and kept on buying stuff. When they died, they did not take their stuff with them and I got to deal with it for years. I aged like a mofo in my 40s, it was not pretty. But, it was just stuff and it was eventually all gone. What would <i>you </i>grab if you were being chased by zombies and you could only keep what you could carry? Just pretend like you can carry a lot, because 100 things can weigh a ton if you're thinking you want books or weights. You will be so surprised at how much easier your life becomes when you just own what you need. Your brain will work better, you'll be less stressy (the average American spends 60 hours every year just looking for misplaced stuff) and you'll appreciate what you have way more than your mates who surround themselves with plastic crap from Walmart. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Just a thought or three. I know you're young, but I'm sure I'll mention all this again. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I love you and miss you like thunder.</span><br />
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I completely forgot about this old thang, over here but have a kinda urgent and compelling need to see if I've got something resolved and I get to go find a new dealio to identify. I know I used to just you three things, but you're growing up so nicely I shall give you more.<br />
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Shoutin'out to my posse, today. My small but exceptional group of humans who are most <i>all </i>of the good and <i>none </i>of the bad are the reflection I see of myself, on my best days. I'm defined by the company I keep because I'm tragically empathetic. Like for <i>real </i>tragic and crippling and probably in the <a href="http:/#CBD4PAWS%20#HonestPaws%20#SuzCBDreLEAF%20#Newton%20#Kansas%20#shoplocal%20#chillout%20#sleeptight%20#gethappy%20#focushard%20#AmericanShaman%20#ClearlyBetterDays%20#GreenRoads%20#newtonbest%20#CBD%20#laughlong%20#dancemore%20#happypups%20#FREEsamples%20#winner%20#bestofnewton" target="_blank">DSM </a>with warnings and the support of <a href="https://www.drugwatch.com/manufacturers/" target="_blank">Big Pharma</a>.<i> </i></div>
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<i>(Also worth loving is the fact that the reason we get to have cliches is because they are built on truth. My mother's most favorite cliche was "You lay down with the dogs, you get up with fleas" and that is where this has been percolating in me for the last few years. I was accidentally way too nice to a whole bunch of folks who had even less than I do, but I forgot about boundaries and almost without exception, woke up with the fleas who had stolen my money and car.)</i></div>
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Now, I'm sure you're wildly curious about why my posse rocks so hard and I'm gonna do my best to be specific and fast. So hold on.</div>
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I love that my loves don't daydrink whiskey or do coke/crack/meth. I'm immensely proud of the contributions they make to our world - they teach and volunteer and use their resources to make the world a better place. They don't abandon their babies with their parents and they accept responsibility like a boss. I get to sit on the porch with giants. They edit books & direct middle school plays, they are full-time caretakers for parents or children or they work 12 hour shifts on the oncology floor. I don't aim to glorify work or define anybody by the career they've worked hard to build <i>(I do know that when they succeed, I always feel like I'm succeeding.)</i> It also allows us a super cool place to vent about our jobs, too... mostly because we <i>have </i>them. I'm sure it's elitist or some other equally horrifying cruel statement about our times or my color, level of entitlement or the country I live in, but I love that I get to hang out with people who use their time well. They've always expected a little more out of themselves and they've actively engaged themselves in finding it. </div>
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They compose and engineer or plan daytrip adventures and they never ever make people they've just met, feel <i>Less Than</i>. Ever. They open doors and offer up chairs. The people I most want to be like are <i>kinda </i>like my grandparents were, in that they understood <a href="https://www.liveabout.com/social-grace-1385136" target="_blank">social grace</a>, boundaries and kindness. They don't consume rooms with narcissistic shocking acts designed to give them stage and OMG how I love that part. They practice or pray and they relax and laugh like their lives depend on it, but they seem to understand that there are times for a little of everything, in a full life. On our best days they make me feel ten feet tall.</div>
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I get to love people who give generously. They donate money that they don't really have and time pulled from the thin air of an impossibly overbooked life, to help people and not <i>even </i>make social media posts about their generosity. My world involves a lot of "Please" and "Thank you" and an occasional "Sorry" when it's called for. I love it when we say "good morning" and "g'night" or "drive careful" and we know it won't be met with silent stares or angry grunts. I'm hopeful that we can bring these little things back into vogue... make them cool again. <i>(Maybe these words are grown in volunteering, because they all do some of that, too.)</i></div>
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One of my most favorite things in the world has become people who can engage in a conversation instead of delivering a <a href="https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/soliloquy" target="_blank">soliloquy</a> Almost none of my hours are spent enduring <a href="https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/mansplain" target="_blank">mansplaining </a>or gaslighting, anymore. This family <i>or posse or tribe or whatever the proper term is</i>, has no trouble communicating. And, I don't mind tellin'you: <i>THIS </i>rocks. It's also made it easier and faster to identify the feelings <i>these </i>tricks produce in <i>me </i>and the volume of their <a href="https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/insufferability" target="_blank">insufferability</a> I've never had so little stomach for foolishness. Nor have I had such a fine-tuned ability to distance myself from the fleas who do this. That part is every kind of cool.</div>
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My people are some of the chattiest and most clever idgets on the planet. We can talk from coast to coast and it makes cross-country trips feel like afternoon outings. We pun and have inside jokes that crack us up. We laugh a lot. <i>A.LOT</i>, a lot. We are also world-class cryers and can flood a room with tears for days, when the occassion calls for it. I think I'm just glad to be surrounded by people who get to be in touch with their feelings to both give AND receive love so authentically. They're real and multi-dimensional. </div>
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We've gone through life well enough to listen as well as we talk so my loves actually know things about me and my family of origin or the students I play with and some of my most beloved clients. We all know each other's birthdays and special days that need to be handled with care <i><a href="https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/two-takes-depression/201105/the-anniversary-effect" target="_blank">(sadness anniversaries.) </a></i>Listening is a lost art, <i>it seems lately,</i> and this part of the party is incredibly awesome.</div>
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The thing I speak of most here is that my loves got some <i>mad </i>respect. They hug with meaning, heartbeat to heartbeat for at least a hot second, for maximum <a href="https://charlesmccaul.wordpress.com/2011/07/13/the-ideal-length-for-a-hug/" target="_blank">pleasure</a>. They are not shallow and duplicituous and they work overtime to not offend anybody. They do what they say they're going to do and they show up mostly ontime. They help babies and old people and they rescue dogs and cats. I am <i>not shitting you</i> when I say that I am surrounded by the most solid group of pioneers I've ever gotten to be near and I'm grateful.</div>
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When and if I ever judge you harshly for keeping friends who I don't think are good enough for <i>you</i>, I will hope that you get it and allow me just a slice of <i>judgey mcjudgerton</i> because I think you're better than that. And, you'll know <i>That</i> when it arrives and you'll want better for <i>yourself</i>. I would give everybody in the world what I've got, if I could - but the best I can do is tell you about it so you can go find it for yourself. </div>
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MoeMastershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15006873884529316031noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737811873671353734.post-31504080587292660592019-03-01T13:48:00.000-08:002019-03-01T13:48:58.646-08:00<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yo. Felix.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You should tell your dad to come visit soon, and remind him that you have unlimited Momo access and read my blog and I can talk you into things... like, coming down for a quick visit. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We'll hit Nifty Nut House again and grab a taco or something.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>three</b></span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Build yourself a website. I know you don't think you need it, but <i>I think</i> you might. At the very least, you're gonna need to build some killah skillz to get your hustle on tight, and I think this internet thing is going to catch on. Learn about extensions, add-ons, apps, SEO, metrics, reviews, copy writing, editing, brand management and creating an empire where one didn't exist before. <i>Jus'sayin</i>. When I was <i>your </i>age, I was working full-time as a proof reader. N-numbers of airplanes. For real. <i>Most tedious job ever.</i> It's a new day - you get to do better. Do it. I can't believe you're ten and you don't fill out taxes yet. </span><br />
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<br />MoeMastershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15006873884529316031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737811873671353734.post-27016723685352996182017-11-17T11:29:00.000-08:002017-11-17T11:29:23.694-08:00Dear Felix.<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hey Sweetpea.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Now that I know you're old enough, <i>and </i>have the technological resources to Google me and you, I'll just go ahead and be real: I'm talkin'to you here (you and Memphis and Evelyn and Gideon - all y'all are what is called my "Progeny.") </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I started this before you were born because I'm an all Machiavellian old-school Irish Catholic girl and I'm always thinking this could be the last thing I get to say. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm going to live <i>so </i>far beyond your wildest expectations, that you'll be thinking, 'Dang. I got stuff to do, but Momo's <i>still </i>over here... all <i>chattin'me</i> up..." You'll survive. Just gimme a sec.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I got you these three, today. I love you and see you changing the way we do stuff here, so stay woke, Sunshine. Pay attention. Sit up straight. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hold yourself tight and remind you that you are the most beautiful human that you've ever seen. Your strength is going to bring you things that your cold little nose hasn't even smelled yet. Tell you how smart and clever and emotionally tall you are. Look into those incredible blue eyes and know that there are only about 20 of us on the planet, with <i>THOSE </i>eyes and all. We see things. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">*YOUR DNA, omg. I'm equal parts Sorry/NotSorry. Truth is, dude - I know you're short and all, so I don't wanna give you too much to chew on, but <i>maaaaaaaaaaaan</i>, <i>WE </i>don't die. <i>OUR </i>people can go down in airplanes, drive cars into utility poles, roll with 8 rounds of radiation for cancer, buy Twinkies at a convenience store <i>AFTER </i>having been shot AND stabbed, plow fields with broken bones <i>and </i>exceed expectations on all counts. So: IF you think you wanna be all dramatic and give up like Scarlet O'Hara - you're a tree falling in an empty forest. None of us hear that, baby. Buck up. We gotta <i>thang </i>to do here. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> You <i>will </i>experience bone-crushing disappointment and I'm sorry. There apparently always have to be losers so there can be winners. I didn't invent this model and I don't love it all the way out loud, but I fully expect for you to take your losses as gracefully as you claim your wins. Don't be a crybaby or a bully and do the best you can at all times. If winning is important to you, take the measures to make sure you can manage your expectations. And, <i>as always</i> - remember how good humility looks on you. Nobody loves a braggart <span style="font-size: x-small;">(not even their grandmas.)</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>two</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> To sit idly by and watch bad things happen is as criminal as making the bad things happen. If you see something that upsets your delicate balance and you know it's wrong, do what you can to change it or make it better (based on all the information you can gather and resolve you can muster.) You can always do <a href="http://www.themarysue.com/bystanders-harassment-guide/" target="_blank">something </a>to help people who are being hurt and I count on you to be smart enough to figure out what that is.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>three</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> It is still not okay to say mean things. Period. Just do not say mean things. When you say mean things out loud your mouth will get stuck that way and then, one day, you'll wake to find that you've just been saying mean things to and about everything, for a very, <i>very </i>sad long time. So, speak kindly please. Always. And, no more yelling. There is just about <i>never </i>a need to raise your voice <span style="font-size: x-small;">(or type in all caps, but we'll save that for another day.)</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Learn to be quiet as much as you speak and find the balance between the two. Write and think and <i>literally </i>bite the very end of your perfect little baby tongue before you say something. You don't need to speak every single time. Nobody wants to hear your stories or see your scars, they <i>mostly </i>only wanna share theirs. Either buy into <i>this </i>or suffer a lifetime of unmet expectations and all kinds of disappointment. Learn to write well; Nobody stops you when you're writing.<i> (Unless you're a caretaker, then you'll just have to work this out.)</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>two</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Know, <i>just know </i>that there are a whole bunch of people who will mistake your kindness for flirting - IF you're a girl. IF you're a boy: Just please know, <i>for the love of all things holy,</i> that some girls were just raised to be polite and when they laugh at your lame stories or like the things that you post, they don't <i>necessarily </i>want to sleep with you. We live in an American world where a whole bunch of tolerance and compassion is mistaken for Lust. It's a cool thing when we can <i>just </i>love each other and not feel threatened or vulnerable.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I know it's been a hot-minute since I dropped by. I was working some stuff out and logistics got in the way and I broke another bone while saving some unicorns from a Rice Crispy factory guarded by Jesuit Priests..... I <i>know </i>you <i>know </i>what I'm talkin'bout.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As luck would have it, tonight I am all spooned into a backyard full of birds and bunnies and Smoking Hot connectivity, so I get to be all wise again. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Imma gonna try to break these three things down as softly as I can, and not be that pasty old white ganstah lady in a tattered plaid flannel robe, standing at the edge of a perfectly coiffed lawn, with a rolled up newspaper in my hands, screaming "YOU kids get OFFA my LAWN!!!" And, I still gotta tell you these three things.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b> </b>Anybody who needs to tell you how many degrees they have or what religion they drink ... Anybody who points out the ethnicity or origins of their tribe or spends time telling you that they are in <i>any way</i> better than and different from you is <i>only </i>broken and insecure. Look up the meaning of insecure in your book... we don't have time to discuss it. It's not their fault but you mustn't stare into it or ever forget how similar we all are. We <i>all </i>just need water and air and love. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>three </b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Burn bright and lay low. Find your balance and take care of yourself. Only give away as much as you know you can afford to keep. Rest up.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span> <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">dream.sofa.king.big. I try to never say this out loud in a bar where everybody can hear it, but <i>IF </i>you <i>can </i>dream it - you can do it. I know it's totally cliche and tired to the point of exhaustion, but I've had recent reason to believe this is <i>WAY </i>more true than not - I know you know this. Dream big. I count on you for this.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>two</b></span> <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">LEAN IN Once you've dreamed of something strong enough to see it - the horse is outta the barn and you have an obligation to push that little dream forward. Once you've asked for it: You have to follow through. It's <i>one thing </i>to take a cookie every time the plate is passed AND an entirely different thing to imagine eating another cookie so strongly that you ask for another. please.sir. Be careful what you ask for and follow that all the way through to rolling credits.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>three</b></span> <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Suffer no fools and take no shit, little babies. I know I'm not supposed to talk like this with you and I'm hopeful we'll just agree to not tell your parents. My most important tip for tonight would be this: IF you meet somebody and within the first 30 second exchange, all your standy-up hair vibes tweak out: Walk away. <i>ALWAYS </i>trust your Spidey-Senses. Life is way too short. Trust your short hairs. It's science. Smile, nod and back away...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">be it physical or emotional, you don't get to say, "Oh no you're not." Even worse than <i>that </i>is launching the Scar Wars Game and wasting valuable time to outline how your pain is greater than anybody else's in the whole world because <i>nobody </i>has <i>ever </i>been wronged as deeply as <i>you</i>. Both these things are wrong in every way. Do not <i>ever </i>do this to somebody, unless you are playing the Scar Wars Game, and then: Roll up your pant legs and let the stories outta the barn, Baby!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">you look desperate and kinda thick to argue that "HUH.uh! It is TOO sunny and dry here all the time!" If it's hot and sunny or gray and hopeless: Own that truth and wrap it up around you like a blankie. Not everybody is going to love the same stuff and that's what makes it more fun. And, please - never argue with a scientist.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;">PS: Even IF you know you are right - if you find yourself in this position: Best to walk away and breathe through it. Do.NOT.feed.the.trolls.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> I would hope that I've mentioned some version of this already, but on the <i>off-hand</i> chance I have not - here's a little lifehack about the care and management of your Creatives, that could make your world way better. <i>If </i>you're lucky enough to be surrounded by artists and writers and musicians and whatnot, the <i>MOST </i>wrong thing you can do is say to them, "Y'know what you <i>oughta </i>do" while they are in the middle of a creative session. Sometimes it takes no more than those few words to blow up the mojo surrounding that piece and cause a Creative's brain to bluescreen from overload. If you have such great ideas about creating similar things, you should just create them and be <i>very very</i> quiet. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">(Personal bonus tip: Don't be the person who just "likes to watch" the creative create. I can think of few things in the world that make me more sick. Get a job. I like to watch you bring home a paycheck. I'm a Creative.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">company, you gotta know that there is an energy exchange and you get to choose how that works out for them. <i>You're </i>going to be whatever <i>you're </i>going to be, but the instant you share company - you get whatever <i>you </i>are all over the person in your wake. When I was a kid,<i> like - itsy freakin'bitsy,</i> my dad would bark "FLY RIGHT!" What he meant was get your shit together and act like a human being, for God's sake. When I was a kid, "Acting Like" things was a valued skill set. Somewhere between then and now, we stopped paying extra for that, but I still fully expect you to put on your best game face if you've chosen to occupy a world where other humans live with expectations.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">so young and tender, but it's probably best you hear it from me first... here, than from a stranger in an alley: The younger you are when you choose your mountains, the stronger your footing will be. I don't envy you the options you probably have, but I know you'll choose wisely, Shortysan. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> You can agree to disagree about things that you believe with people who are in your orbit and it's okay. It's not a contest and you don't have to be emotional and undone. It really is all good and, if you enjoy that person's company, you just agree to not discuss that thing anymore. You can figure out pretty quickly how somebody feels about something and if it's not what you believe and you really like their company - just ssshhhhhhhh.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>three</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Please don't be a buzzkill, baby. I know it's hard to grow up or eat vegetables or attend things you didn't dream up, but you have to suck it up sometimes and act like you're happy anyways. You don't have to act happy all the time, that would be wickedly mean and ridiculous. You do have to have manners and know when to use them. If there is any doubt, feel free to read any one of the hundreds of short, sweet little bites of etiquette I have already shared here. I wouldn't have written them if I didn't love you.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Moderation might just be the key to living a meaningful life. I am <i>all-in </i>for testing limits and <i>almost </i>getting arrested or <i>nearly </i>getting married, but I would hope that this fundamental piece of advice is way more meaningful than a key to The Estate where you can always seek refuge and store your boxes of high school art. For sure do the things that keep you contemporary. Occupy and consume and own and storm and drop and puff.puff.pass while you do ping-pong shots across from people who make your blood run hot. Do all of that <i>just enough</i> to know all the rules you are choosing to break.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-large;">two</span> </b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tell The Truth and surround yourself with truth-tellers or be willing to age <i>extra-super-duper</i> turbo-fast and <i>probably </i>get cancer, often. This has not been scientifically proven to be The Specific cause of cancer, but I have my suspicions. It's an insidious slippery slope that starts with things like "I din't fart/burp or Everything is fine" and digresses with age and loss of bliss to things like "No.really You look great in those jeans and I understand why you hit me and... " I <i>know </i>you and your delicate Spidey Senses and I know that you know when it feels wrong. Do not ever yield to the will of nefarious six-fingered bastards. Always ask yourself: "Would my Momo treat me this way?" </span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>three</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Be Patient with yourself and your expectations and expeditions. You are not <i>really </i>the boss of you in <i>every </i>single instance. There is a way to stay true to your wants and tend to your needs. Nobody but you knows, <i>really</i>, what you need and I know you are smart and clever and brave enough to make everything that matters happen. All of it. You <i>got </i>this if you just stay true and move slowly with patience, like a ninja. I love you and the way you get what you need.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Learn how to give and receive <a href="http://www.lifehack.org/articles/communication/how-to-take-a-compliment.html" target="_blank">a compliment</a>. When somebody says something like, "You look nice" or "You did a great job!" or "I love your shoes" or whatever, look them in the eyes and say, "Thank you." You can ad lib here and say "Thank you <i>so </i>much" or "Thanks, <i>man</i>" or something as formal or as casual as the circumstance dictates, but<i> for sure</i> acknowledge the compliment, receive it kindly and if you want, you can add something like "I worked so hard on that project, I'm glad it showed" or "these are my most fave shoes!" or whatever applies, but make it clear that you heard a nice thing said and you're grateful. In turn, get outside yourself enough to find something about the person you're with, to say something meaningful and nice. If history serves as any kind of indicator, you may find yourself with completely <i>outside your comfort zone</i> people who tell you stories that make your flesh crawl and a compliment can be the <i>perfect </i>good bye. Just say something like "Wow. That is a <i>spectacularly </i>scary story! Well done!" Compliments are sweet in their flexibility.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> No lies. Don't lie about anything. I <i>know </i>that you know I know when you lie, but what you need to know is that you might or might not come from a very long long line of genetically altered DNA that will make lies seem like a reasonable choice, sometimes. Lies are <i>never </i>reasonable. Really. Even the ones asked by loved ones that will make your heart ache to answer truthfully. Do not lie. Use your vocabulary and find the right words to be honest and kind. It's not that hard <i>and </i>becomes habitual after you do it often enough. And, I will <i>always </i>know when you are lying. Know that.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>two</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> No stealing. Don't take anything that isn't yours. If you want to borrow something, you have to ask first. And, IF you're asking for something that belongs to somebody else, make sure you have enough bank right now in your pocket to cover the cost of replacing it,</span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> (in the highly unlikely but probable chance you will have to replace it.) </i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yea.</span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I know</i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">. Not fun. But, </span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">seriously baby</i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">. Papa Z wouldn't even let us </span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">LOOK </i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">at his stuff. The CIA clandestine lengths he went to, just to make sure nobody touched HIS stuff, were way </span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">way </i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">unreasonable. But, always a good reminder: IF it's not yours - DON'T touch it.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> You don't have to <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RrzD-zqWwWc">say </a>every single thing that pops into your beautiful little head. Just because you thought it, doesn't necessarily mean that you need to say it out loud <i>(or type it for keeping forever online somewhere.)</i> And, sometimes it's even <i>best </i>if you don't say it. The fine line that separates what you should say from what you should not say is slippery and requires pretty much your full attention, so don't drink too much. Like, ever. Ever if you're going to be speaking and possibly held accountable for what you say.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-large;"><b>two</b></span> </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's okay to not like some people's company very much but you always have to be pleasant until you can make a sweet little diplomatic break from orbit. The Smile And Nod technique is employed here to great success. Be sure your eyebrows are raised<i> (not too much) </i>and you have the pleasant smile of a person who just thought about a white sandy beach while you gracefully excuse yourself. It's <i>that </i>easy. Then don't think about it anymore and repeat if necessary.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>three</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> If you shop at Walmart - don't tell me about it. I'm not asking you to lie, I just think you shouldn't tell me if you value the independent spirit of the mom and pop merchants who are the backbone of this country <i>so </i>little that you'd <i>do </i>that. I dunno. It's your life and all, but oh baby ninja - every thing you do matters. And, yea - I know these three things aren't always totally cool, but be glad you're not a grown up yet. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I hope that by the time you are able to read and understand this, the tide has turned in America and it will not be a punishable offense to be smart, but just in case it hasn't - know this: You are going to need an education. Your job as a child is to go to school. You have to go sometimes when you don't feel like it. You will have to go even if you think your teacher is unfair and your classmates are mean. I need for you to wonder and be curious. I want you to question everything and come to your own conclusions. I know you are strong and clever and brighter than most of the other stars in the sky. This matters as much as anything and it may not make you look cool, or allow you entry into whatever cool-kids trendy club you think is important, but it will last forever and is one of the only things nobody can ever take away from you.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>two</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Don't make excuses for anything. Accept the consequences for whatever choices you have made. Life is still not fair <i>(I'm guessing this one truth will never change)</i> and I believe you have been given the skill-sets to make good decisions. People can be just as ugly and disappointing as they can be full of life-changing bliss, and that's just the.way.it.is. (Worth noting as a parent: Don't teach your kids to blame everyone for their failures. You may not expect them to practice kindness and consideration but we live in a world where they will, ultimately, be held accountable by somebody, somewhere. You won't always be there to hand them a trophy for just showing up and this thing that you do, when you do this, takes it's toll on all of us as a society. So, please don't do that. Just stop it.)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>three</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Always know that you could be wrong. Sure, you could be entirely right, but stuff shifts and things change. It's a tricky world we live in and it's entirely possible that you have been tricked. Do not take it as a personal offense. It really does not look that good on you when you get all puffy and red-faced about a thing that may or may not be true. Breathe. Call time-out. I'll bet research is a serious slice of goodness, by the time you find yourself here and reading this. Dig it. Do what you gotta do to just, at least, make sure you aren't getting all worked up over something that isn't true.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">thesethreethings 2014 <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19.2000007629395px;">©</span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 19.2000007629395px;"> </span></span>MoeMastershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15006873884529316031noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8737811873671353734.post-26652290684089989312014-07-05T08:39:00.001-07:002014-07-05T08:39:13.988-07:00Three from the Golden Light<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">one </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Take note <i>(when you're in the relationship building part of falling in love with somebody)</i> of people who claim to have no friends. People with no friends can be straight-up scary and <i>way </i>more high-maintenance than your average pal who comes with something that resembles a posse. I've said it before, and I'm absolutely sure I'll say it again, our friends hold us accountable and kinda define us. The older you get, the more intense this truth will be. Tread lightly with the friendless and run as fast as the wind will carry you, away from employers, teachers, counselors - even parents,<i> if it's made you feel icky, </i>who tell you that you are their best friend. You are not and will likely never be. The honesty and authenticity of a friendship is dependent on neither person having more power than the other. True friendships save lives and rock Casbahs and thrive when the playing field is level.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">two</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Run and jump and spin and dance and make yourself get out of breath and dizzy and exhausted. Do this at least once a day. I'll spare you the science, but it is FOR REAL Science (as opposed to<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Junk_science"> Junk Science)</a> that a little exercise every single day will fix some portion of everything. It changes the way your brain works with your heart and will and courage and ability to not say the first thing that comes to your little monkey brain, the next time you want to throw a hissy fit. Look at it like preemptive conniption maintenance. Get up, get out and go stir it up, Sparky. Trust me. Every day. Two or three times would be perfect.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">three</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Be responsible for your own actions and thoughts and choices and words and don't spend much time spinning out over the ones that you didn't get to make. You are a million great things at any given time. You are as self-reliant as you are connected and I expect you to expect the greatness from you, that I expect. It's the fine blend that makes you powerful. You have duct tape, E6000, bailing wire and supportive shoes. You know you are loved. Now show us how that looks.</span><br />
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can carry. Sometimes the difference between 100 and 110 pounds can break an adventure in half. Not many things are going to go the way you think they're going to go and it's best to manage your resources. There is only so much of you. Don't take on more than you can carry - physically and psychologically. People are a trip; Everybody weighs something. Minimize impact, whenever you can.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(This translates well to a conventional life, too, y'know.)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>three.</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Make the effort to stay near the ones you love. We give each other accountability when we have a more unified front, a posse, a tribe... your islanders. You don't have to be, like, all physically up in their space, but do whatever it is that you do to reach out and squeeze your people when you think of them. I'm a huge advocate of the United States Postal Service and can tell you, through extensive personal research, people love to get mail. But, that's just me. Do what you have to do to stay connected. It matters. And, its no fair when you're the only one who knows your story.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>one </b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I do not know everything. I know that I <i>act </i>like I do, and I have written like I <i>might</i>, but I do not.know.everything. What I have left you here ... these are just the things that mattered to me and may matter to you. These are the manners and social mores that guided me and a bunch of other humans who (or whom. Look it up) I have loved. I know that <i>you </i>know how to behave. Genetically, you are predisposed to know these things. Represent, Baby. I know you got this and will do the world a solid by remembering it.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>two</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> You will love and be loved back. You will be heartbroken and the world will keep spinning on it's wobbly old axis. You will live to love again. You were born with more glitter coursing through your veins and more wisdom in your soul, than most of the people you will eat lunches with. Don't sweat the small stuff and try not to use cliches as much as me. Nobody loves a cliche or a platitude. Yea - <i>Nobody </i>loves them.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>three</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Never stop doing backflips off the dock or cartwheels on the putting greens. Life is way too short to get all wrapped up in suits and ties and briefcases and conference calls. Take adventures wherever you can find them and love the magic in spontaneity. Don't lie, cheat or steal. Do use your Nice Words and speak in whole sentences. Expect nothing, under-promise and over-deliver. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>Now. Go. Get. It's beautiful outside. Whatchoo doing sitting here staring at a screen?</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I love you.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> When someone says, "Good Morning" or whatevs to indicate a <i>howdy</i>: You look at them and say something in return. I mean it. I don't think you should </span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">just </i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">speak when spoken to, but for the love of God and all things holy, when someone says something to you: Acknowledge it. You are a remarkable person and I know you can do this. You can be nice and respond like a human who was not raised by wolves. If you are offered help with something - either accept it or decline it, nicely. Pay attention to your words because they can become your actions. Just in case you've forgotten: Never, ever </span><i style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(under any circumstance)</i><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> threaten to hurt someone or raise your hands to them. No hitting or scaring people with your anger. You are not that kind of person and you don't keep company with people who are. Don't forget it. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>two </b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Be happy. As much as possible. You don't have to be happy all the time, but ... Ooohhh, little ninja ~ there is so much big stuff headed your way, to be reasonably and <i>profoundly</i> unhappy about, that I do not like watching you get all twisted up about <i>this </i>stuff that doesn't really matter. And, yes: I know it <i>seems like it</i> matters. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's more often than every year or week or day; It's every single minute and turn and choice, a bazillion times a day, that you get to <i>choose </i>to be happy. Sometimes the life machine kicks out some harsh horrible things and they take a minute or two to get over. But, over they get. It won't kill you. Lean in and hug your happy you. It makes you look adorable.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>three</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I'm not entirely sure this will even be relevant by the time you are able to call this page up on your own, but just in case: Do not smoke. Please. At the tail-end of a perfectly groomed cigarette addiction I can tell you without doubt: Smoking cigarettes is just awful. 1) It stinks bad. Homes, clothes, hair, breath, cars, fingers. Stinkier than litter boxes and gasoline. 2) It costs a whole bunch of money that you could use to by locally made art, or something. Big bucks. Lots of 'em. 3) It kills you. Yea, like dead. Or, worse.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Surely this will be illegal by the time you see this.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Man. I do <i>so </i>hope so. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My mom, Joanne Cecilia Connor, remains the finest girl I've ever gotten to watch grow up. She died some number of years ago on a day exactly like this one. I remember it was more beautiful and more painful than any other day that had ever come before it. I woke up, today, with a complete and entire head <i>full </i>of my her. Therefore, we are going to pretend like I just opened up a leaping can of complete, unabridged Momo-sass on your beautifully crafted, behind, because I'm channeling Momo. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><b>one</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> You'd <i>best </i>leave it like you found it. This also sounds <i>exactly </i>like the following: Clean up after yourself <b><i>or</i> </b>put your crap anywhere <i>but </i>where I can see it <i><b>or </b></i>if you touch my stuff, don't let me find out or I will whoop you like a red-headed stepchild. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Stuff like that. </span><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9lrZFDcFj2Z1c3tTl5IwwqrEPfN9VBVU1LWINzDaJ24DsTZBmENa2POApjT5Pru40MPwnC57ohHQqiNFP8gEFcjDkD3PifWi6teqr3SywKd86KrhieVQRAcXnl6PM-EVqa__Rno50Pjg/s1600/MOMObrown.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9lrZFDcFj2Z1c3tTl5IwwqrEPfN9VBVU1LWINzDaJ24DsTZBmENa2POApjT5Pru40MPwnC57ohHQqiNFP8gEFcjDkD3PifWi6teqr3SywKd86KrhieVQRAcXnl6PM-EVqa__Rno50Pjg/s200/MOMObrown.JPG" width="150" /></a><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>(<b>Or</b>: Go get me a switch from the Forsythia out back. </i>That was my grand-Momo. Wicked powerful woman, there. I have no memory of ever getting actually switched. I can still hear her voice humming along to CSN&Y songs that we had hummed to her. She played by ear. She could play anything. She never raised a hand to me and the mere threat of it stays with me, now.<i>)</i></span><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJbPEI2SzJPBZGwBGg_231b2wAmPXQiq8hnZ8E29bIZDe94_q2Zf5DB16MM4LtFDX4C9B4he4Vdxaav-2coBvVV354oScYubERNuiXdR29h1e_ReaX9PgJtWmV6ycY7NVPY251oaw7sgY/s1600/MOEbabySMUG.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJbPEI2SzJPBZGwBGg_231b2wAmPXQiq8hnZ8E29bIZDe94_q2Zf5DB16MM4LtFDX4C9B4he4Vdxaav-2coBvVV354oScYubERNuiXdR29h1e_ReaX9PgJtWmV6ycY7NVPY251oaw7sgY/s200/MOEbabySMUG.JPG" width="200" /></a><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><b>two</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> You're going to get out of it whatever you choose to put into it. So, you'd better love what you're doing. Too many people suffer through jobs and relationships and churches and politics that make their stomachs hurt so bad they have to take pills. Like, <i>real </i>pills from the pharmacist dudes. Sometimes, it causes Cancer. Love what you do and pay attention to what you love. Don't let yourself get sick over the choices you make. Mind your power. Own it. Choose wisely and get over it if you don't. Stop whining and make it better. The only power in the world, is <i>ALL </i>you - it's <i>in </i>you and <i>on </i>you, baby. They are starving babies in Biafra. For real. Learn to love your life as fast as you can. Run. Go! Now. I meant, "Do this now."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><b>three</b></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Always take a chance. Gamble. Risk a little of this for a lot of that. Talk to strangers. Put money on a race based on names that you like or numbers that made you wake up happy. Believe in the impossible and random greatness of life. Know that everything happens for a reason and there is no reason. Listen more than you speak because you never know when somebody will gift you with a story that could never be retold or made better. Make eye contact and ask questions. Bring home that band from Ireland because you know that you have two dozen eggs that are only good for three more days. Let them stay in your tipi until they book out. Be present and know that <i>that </i>is some risky business. Don't hold back <i>or </i>reserve <i>or </i>wait <i>or </i>hesitate. Believe. Be all in. This matters. (<i>All </i>of this. Right now. Now matters.)</span><br />
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