Friday, June 19, 2009

Haiku Friday 6/19/09 - For Iran's Most Courageous

For Iran's Most Courageous

Haiku Friday

Fearless green ribbon
wraps around my baffled mind
knots in my stomach.

I do not know you
but we're not all that diff'rent
we deserve what's fair.

Your courage moves me
risking so much for justice
and to tell the world.

Though you've been silenced,
they cannot contain your voice.
Yes, I can hear you.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

What's Happening in Iran

If you've been following me on Twitter (or have unfollowed me because of excessive tweets related to #Iranelection), you know that I've been watching what's happening in Iran closely. With news media remaining mostly silent while this was starting to unfold, some in Iran started using Twitter to get their message out about what was happening. Doing so is very risky, but very brave. It's a new world now with social media, and while there can be misinformation transmitted along with truly breaking news, it's much harder for a government to keep its people silent when they want their voices heard.

Warning, there are some graphic pictures in the video, but it explains a lot about what's been going on in Iran.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Living in the Middle

Beyond the first bite, I don't love Facebook at all and mainly have an account only because it's nice when someone you would have loved to have kept in touch with but somehow have lost touch with now has an easy way to find you and vice versa. I'm not about all the gimmicky bullshit ploys that just seem to be about their creators getting your personal information like sending ghetto snacks or plants or passing drinks or any of the rest, nor typically friending people on there that I don't know in real life (sorry) for basically the same privacy reasons, but I do like it for the way I use it.

Last week, two people found me on Facebook, one a friend from England who I met back in my old Japan days, and another who was a good friend in junior high and kind of in high school. When I told my friend in London that going to see family in Chicago a couple weeks ago only took about 11 hours, she was kind of floored at the magnitude that is 11 hours worth of land upon which to drive. Lots of countries just aren't as big as the United States and even here, lots of states get smaller the further east you go. Driving from Chicago to Portland, OR was a 2.5 day drive (with sleeping overnight), and so was driving for the big move back in December from Portland to Tulsa.

While I have some real issues with living in Oklahoma, I'm positive that I love how accessible so many of my favorite people seem from here in the middle, and I love how much I've been able to just leave Tulsa at breakfast time and be someplace else in time for dinner (literally!), especially when dinner means pizza back in Chicago, or including a bottle of good wine in Nashville when meeting a favorite blogger who made her own drive out that way (and then followed by another favorite who lives out that way and a whole bunch more, plus even seeing an old classmate I hadn't seen in 20 years along the way!). Returning from family visits in Chicagoland (where another favorite blogger and my old prom date live) but taking a small detour to Indy to see my dear friend J a couple of times in just a handful of months when it used to be 5+ years between visits all just makes me smile.

Sure, I'll be far away in Japan for a year, but that's kind of like a long side trip (a really seriously awesome side trip), and then I'll be back in the middle again. While Tulsa is just on the 3-5 year plan (clock is ticking, even while I'm in Japan), I have a feeling our next big move will be to another part of the middle of the country so that I can be a busybody.

I'll let this post go up automatically at midnight in case I'm already in bed resting up for Saturday's drive to meet that above good friend in junior high and kind of in high school who found me on Facebook earlier in the week because she just so happens to live just one state away! It's been a hundred years, lots of hairstyles (those perms back in the day, oh, my) and many lifetimes and life events ago since I've seen her. It's still not easy to get from here to London to see my other friend (someday, though, someday, I hope), but the middle brings so many more so much closer and feels like being all up in the thick of it all.

Aside from geography, I'm finding that life in general is like that, too, if you think about it... I don't mean being mid-life like that but mean being in the midst of life, like right smack dab in the middle of the midst of life, aiming to live it fully, good with the bad, but as much as possible surrounded by the good stuff of life like good friends. Must be all the nostalgia making me waxy and mushy in the middle.

Friday, June 12, 2009

Haiku Friday 6/12/09

Haiku Friday

Have pictures to share
and a few things to say, too
but no time right now

So for now just this
sunsets mark passing of time
end of day begins

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Monday, June 08, 2009

Inverse Proportionality (Maggie Math)

I got back home in Tulsa on Saturday after the trip to Chicago (and last minute side-trip to Indy), and while I've been not blogging, nor sharing some of the pictures (the graduation set was really fun), nor making my rounds to even my favorite blogs (yes, that's YOU!), I've been busy with important stuff like scouring maps (in what Japanese I still remember) of the area where I'll be in Japan (a very rural area of the already very rural prefecture of Okayama, if you are just joining us me) in order to find out what is and is not around those parts. Since there is literally no fast food restaurant in my town (a moment of silent reflection goes here), I have a chance of turning over a new leaf with a healthier outlook.

Yah, except that I've located a Starbucks, Mr Donut (aka, MisDo, an old friend from last time I did Japan), Mc Donald's, and maybe possibly even, gasp, a Dairy Queen (unless it really said Daily Queen - same word in Japanese that I suppose could be a whole other meaning) within reasonable (less than an hour or two has now become the new reasonable *sob* *kidding, I'm OK-ish* *maybe*) distance. This all means that if my ass is growing fatter, it's likely that my wallet is growing thinner paying train fare to get my fix. Y'all know that I'm not mathematician and just play a bad one on my blog, but there's your practical application math lesson example of inverse proportionality for the day if you were looking for one (who knew I'd ever use math like that in a real life like mine).

If that helped you in some way, please consider a donation of cash, coffee, cheeseburgers or just chubbier girl pants for when I get there.