13 Apr

Time, belief, and assumptions

in deep thoughts

In recent months, I've had a number of old friends, high school classmates, etc. find me on Facebook. If anything, the trend seems to be accelerating. It's pretty cool chatting with people I haven't talked to much (or at all) in about 15 years. Some of the people most supportive of my attempt at weight loss have been high school classmates. I've gotten some of the most flattering and encouraging comments about my writing here on my web log from old friends who knew me then.

I have to admit, though, that I've been a bit anxious as well. A lot of time has passed since then. There are things that I believed very strongly as a teenager that I have very different thoughts about now. The things I find important in my life now are not all the same things I thought were important then. To be honest, I've come to think differently about a lot of things over the last 5 years, forget the last 15.

A lot of these things that have changed in my life are not things that I typically talk about in casual conversation. I don't define myself by these changes, and so they're not the kinds of things that just "come up." I see no need to change that. However, I realize that it's quite easy to form impressions around assumptions. The assumptions I'm most concerned about old friends making are actually quite reasonable ones. I don't feel the least bit upset or offended about people making those assumptions, but I also don't wish for people to feel like they've been misled in some way.

In short, if you haven't had a recent conversation with me about my beliefs and priorities, it's very likely that you're going to be surprised if the subject comes up. This isn't just for my high school friends. As I said, a lot of things have slotted in place for me in just the last few years.

I've thought for quite a while about how I wanted to say this. As late as last night, I was thinking seriously about trying to lay out in detail many of the changes I'm hinting at here. Today I realized, though, that I'm talking about things that are not for public consumption. I firmly believe it's impossible to understand where I am now without knowing a lot about how I got here. That involves talking about a lot of internal struggle and self-learning and years of slowly becoming more comfortable with who I am. I don't have any problem sharing that with people who care about me, but it's none of the general public's business.

I'm putting all of this out here because from time to time I feel strongly enough about something that I want to write about it. It's inevitable that some of these changes I'm talking about will be evident in that writing. From time to time, my reaction to something I'm sent might be quite surprising. So, please don't make assumptions. I am always open (as time allows) to honest, open-minded questions and curiosity from friends, one-on-one. Just please be prepared for my answers to be nothing like you expect.

05 Mar

My new "friend" Jessica

in Uncategorized

New spam below which somehow managed to bypass the big G's normally awesome spam filtering. "Jessica" says she'll do anything I would like to see live on cam. Poll for the readers: what should we ask "Jessica" to do on cam? :)

hi, I found your mail in my contact list
i thought we might make a good match
Do you want to see me live on cam?
I will do anything you would like to see
Do you have a messanger? if so you can add me with yahoo or msn messenger

--obvious spam collection email address removed--

P.s look forward to catching up soon ;)

26 Feb

Facebook memory meme

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A friend tagged me with this one on Facebook. I know I've done ones similar to this before, but it's been a long time. We'll see what this scares out of the woodwork.

I decided to paste it here, because I think that will make it show up on my notes in Facebook as well. Since I can't tag people on my blog, just respond if you want to. :)

Memories

By Whitney Mooney
Leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember! Don't send a message, leave a comment on here. Next, re-post this in your notes (or blog, LJ, etc.) and see how many people leave a memory about you.

08 Feb

The home of the weasels

in funny, memories

I've been trying to figure out a good way to post about this for a long time, and I finally found it tonight.

I've found the home of the weasels.

It all started with the Garden Weasel, which is actually a real product. I had seen it in so many direct response ads, that the name was pretty much stuck in my head. You know the kind of ad I'm talking about: the ones that show you the really cool (but actually nearly useless) thing you can buy for just $19.95 (But WAIT! There's more!!)

So at some point I was watching TV with Amy (and I think some of the other locals at the time), when one those ads came on. It was for this gadget that had wheels on the bottom and little tricycle-like handles sticking out on each side. The idea was that you get on the floor, grab the handles, and scoot this thing back and forth to build your ab muscles. I have no idea what it was actually called, because I immediately named it the "Ab Weasel."

Ever since then, whenever I see a commercial for some phone-order gadget like this, my first priority is to figure out what kind of weasel it is. There was the Egg Weasel, the Pancake Weasel, the Knife Weasel, and of course Suzanne Somers advertising the classic Thigh Weasel. Basically, if it sells for $19.95 on TV, it's a weasel of some kind. One of the latest ones I've seen has actually given me a bit of trouble. I can't decide whether it's the Bra Weasel or the Boob Weasel. I could argue for both. :)

Tonight Amy and I were watching live TV and saw what was obviously the Shoe Weasel. At the end of the commercial, we noticed that the seller had an interesting mailing address, which I tried to map. I never could map it, but in trying to do so, that's how I found the home of the weasels. I mean, it's not the one and only home of the weasels, but it has some really great ones: the Closet Weasel, the Claw Weasel, the Push-Up Weasel (which sadly isn't quite what one might hope it is), the Earlobe Weasel, the Purse Weasel... the list just goes on. Once I saw the home of the weasels, I realized I finally had my punchline.

So, if you hear me randomly calling something a "weasel", you'll know why. :)

11 Jan

A gradual victory

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I'll begin this with the short story about a really good start. From last October to this past Thursday, I've lost a total of 23 pounds. That marked the completion of my first intermediate goal: losing 10% of my starting weight. The picture really says it:

weight progress

As I said, that's the short story. One of my friends asked me what my "secret" was. As I thought about how to answer that, I realized that while there isn't a secret, there also isn't a simple answer. Read more »