Oh yes I am relaxed. On the fourteenth it will be two years since I began Courting. Fittingly, it was a Zachary post. I will repost it then.
Am too lazy to post pictures but shall. Just came in from my morning walk, and am having a difficult time deciding what to do this afternoon. Decisions, decisions, I love having too make such so banal but fun decisions, and to remind myself that I don’t have to do everything today or even this week.
In New York and even San Diego, when you pay for something with cash, people seem to expect exact change. Oh yes, I always have $12.37. Here, I said “sorry” without thinking and the man at the news stand almost got angry at me for saying that. It was wonderful.
Think the LA area has an undeserved bad rep, but maybe only a New Yorker can think that.
Can’t wait until I can really really live here. I have been thinking about blogging a lot lately and how much it has given me. New friends, confidence in my ability to write, confidence in my ability to have my book published, confidence to patch relationships in my personal life, and confidence that I can move without my old friend, guilt accompanying me.
We, as bloggers can do so much. We came together during Katrina; we can show the world that American with different beliefs can still relate to each other as people. We, Americans, can join the larger world, and show that we aren’t the ugly Americans of myth and too often reality.
It amazed me when Shayna began her blogroll, because I had been thinking along similar lines though the thought of beginning a blogroll like that overwhelms me. Join Shayna’s blogroll.
Music is a commonality. Music has changed many of our lives. It’s never summer to me without the Beach Boys, and doo wop because when I was a little girl I would hear older kids play it on their transistor readers and couldn’t wait to be old enough to have my own transistor reader. Unfortunately my parents gave me one and took it away the next day because I fell asleep with the earphone in my ear, and they thought I would go deaf or become amoral or something.
I’m working on a blogging class post in my head. One thing that I instinctively did, that I think, was probably the best thing that I have done is “shout out” other bloggers.
Jacob claims to be an average businessman, and to just have a blog so that he can comment, but I love reading it. So there! Continuing on the J theme. Jason, isn’t your average librarian. Freaked a bit when he found out our age, but did live
When I first began to blog I saw Michele Agnew’s name, uh all over BE, and thought how showy or something of her. Yes, that is true. I say with egg in my face and much humble pie.
Took me a year but I finally played Michele’s games, and it was incredible for I met Sage. Sage is a mighty fine storyteller, an adoptive father, and I can’t keep up with his travels but would love to. He’s volunteered in New Orleans and has done many other great things.
Tomorrow I will list more names as I know some wonderful bloggers and it really does fill my heart with joy.
Now I have to make a big decision: the beach itself or the boardwalk? Or should I walk into town? Topanga Canyon? Wow I love making decisions like this.
Back to blogging. When I began, the Courting banner had a slogan “my belief in a better America through blogging.” Some people made fun of it. I was even given an award for “worst banner.”
I took it out, not because of that but because I believe that blogging can make the entire world better.
We are pioneers. We are changing the way people communicate. This isn’t to say we should pat ourselves on the back and tell each other what a great job we are doing. We should just do it.
Communication is key. We have to look at the commonalities that make us as individuals and as people. We might not agree on politics, so?
I hate beets, not people who eat them. Though frankly I do think that they might be weird. Sorry beet lovers; it’s just the food I have disliked the longest and the most, with anchovies a close second. This is very New York of me, I do dislike canned foods; my father and sister would eat canned spaghetti, and I would take every cereal box in the house and make a fortress around them. I couldn’t rid of the smell. For years I wouldn’t eat ravioli because I thought it all tasted like canned ravioli or the kind that they sold in the city school system.
Blogging gives us such a wonderful chance to get to know each other, as individuals, not symbols. I am not the Courting banner. I am me, I, and moi, with Toto and the Savannah’s.
We all have different persona’s and different likes and dislikes. Let’s give each blogger a chance. If I harp on America it’s because I am an American and love my country very much, but it’s so troubled right now.
Through blogging we might find that we share more than dislike about each other. End of editorial.
No it’s not
It’s so funny how a good trip to the ol’ City of Angels can change one’s perspective on life. And glad to know your confidence in your writing has improved – you are a damned fine writer who knows how to capture an audience and to communicate what you’re feeling, not just what you’re thinking.
And I’ll be the first to admit that your freedom in sharing, how you approach your blogging has influenced my approach to blogging greatly. Actually, this summer, it helped me make up my mind to keep blogging.
Shayna’s MMH Project is an awesome endeavor and, yes, a much needed one…
Have a wonderful, wonderful trip! And I’d recommend the Central Coast zinfindels with the Pacific sunsets 🙂
And thanks for the shout-out 🙂
I had a transistor radio – of course I had to share it with my sister. Remember sitting on the front steps in the summertime listening to WABC – Cousin Brucie, Instant Replays and later on, Kasey Kasem’s Top 40. We were fighting over something and the radio got broken as Joy to the World played.
You’re a doll, Pia… thanks for the plugging! 🙂
P.S. I hate beets too… hate the smell, taste and sight of them… 🙂 🙂