Thursday, November 27, 2008

On Finally Having Pics

I was feeling mighty fine today when I got up. So fine, in fact, that I decided to take my picture. This has never happened before. We have all sorts of gadgets (yes, including those) at home that there was no excuse for me not to have a portrait taken.  I imagine I could pretty much stick my face under the scanner cover and press a button if I was desperate.

They'all claim to be pretty good photographers but I always hid my face, ruining some very important photos. Today however, I will let "giddy" take over and push "shy" off for a moment to get the job done.

It was pretty awkward at first with the digicam. You can't set it up. It felt stupid. I had let a whole virtual film roll go. Two hours later, my bemused daughter told me to use her Mac. Perfect! I could see myself and choose from the effects of the Photo Booth application. Here are the results of my first foray into egocentricity.

Monday, November 24, 2008

On Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder

I've always had a healthy sense of humor.  No doubt, it kept my sanity intact while the kids were growing up and relationships ran through their course.  My only regret is that I can't laugh out loud (lol), LITERALLY.  We have a genetic predisposition to lock-jaw.  I have horror stories to prove it.  Now that's soooo not funny!

I've always envied those who bwahahahh at slapstick and heeheehee when tickled.  I just crinkle my nose when I find something funny.  If it's really hilarious, I turn up my lips a little.  (I had a repressed childhood).  To cover up potentially embarrassing situations, I've learned to give the punch line with a straight face.  I prefer sarcasm or irony to inject humor.  I don't do it to show off wit, I just can't open my mouth wide enough to laugh at corny, over-the top jokes...which I happen to love!

The events of the past few weeks however, has made me feel positively light-headed and giddy. A huge weight has been taken off my shoulders and I want to jump up and down with joy.  I'm on the verge of a laughfest but am afraid of the consequences, to my mouth in particular.

To sober up and keep my emotions reined in, I ask myself this question:  Is the laughter a result of a positive or negative experience?  Are these feelings the effect of a purging or a symptom of a deeper emotional affliction?  I suspect the worst because I've never this happy in my life, which is weird.  There have been way many more moments of profound gratitude.

Let this post's title speak for itself.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

On Losing My Sight

I lost my glasses.  AGAIN! Although they were a horrendous pair bought on sale, they did their job.

I got a new prescription filled out after a check-up with my opthalmologist.  It turns out my astigmatism is worse so we had to adjust accordingly.  I went to my "suki" optician at Cartimar and picked out fashionably dorky shades (on sale, of course).  Instead of getting single vision reading glasses, I opted to get the double vision or "doble-vista."  What possessed me to order that, I don't know.

I lost my old glasses the day after I got my new pair.  So now, I'm blind again unless I read from the lower fifth of my lens.  Which means:  I have to stretch my neck up to play the piano or use the computer.  The pain!

Saturday, November 15, 2008

On Finding Answers Online

I've always believed that what passes for fact online may not necessarily be the truth. As it stands right now, the lines between truth and lies are blurred who gives a shit?

Like yogini in quest of the meaning of life or a gambler desperately seeking the winning lotto combination, I searched deep within the bowels of the web to find the elusive answer to the question: Should I finally give up on the low-life who claimed that I was his one true love?

The answer: a resounding YES!

The proof?