Friday, January 11, 2013
Turns out the quote is attributed to Liza Minelli. I know it from the Marillion song, “Rich”, which also posits, in the very next line, “We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.”
And then there’s the line from “Totem” by Rush, which declares, “I believe that what I’m feeling changes how the world appears”.
I believe both statements. How you or I feel about any given situation will usually color our judgment and action in relation to it. There are exceptions, of course, people who can truly act without regard to their personal feelings (lawyers defending criminals they know to be guilty comes to mind first). But most of the time, we act and react based on how we feel.
On a macro level, it certainly played a role in my checking out this site, finally feeling like the weight train had gone too far down the wrong track. On a smaller level, though, there are a lot of individual decisions, driven by how we’re feeling on any given day, that might help or hinder our getting to where we want to go. Things like going to the gym, or grabbing extra cookies, all affected by the mood of the moment, subject to the tone of the day, buffeted by longer terms winds.
Haven’t got the solutions; if I did, I wouldn’t have the problems, right? Just thinking out loud, brought about by one of my answers on the quizzes I posted yesterday, where I couldn’t decide which of my many self-perceived flaws I hated worst. Just made me think, not for the first time, about the impact that negative self-image might be having on a day to day basis. Writing that particular thought down in a publicly consumable manner for the first time, so that’s different.
And, as ever when I express these doubts on here, I feel compelled to state that I’m not doing this for any pity or sympathy, just to have it out there for myself to look back upon. Eventually, I’ll feel free to vent without such a disclaimer.
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Saw REDDBETSY do one of these get to know me memes (The ABCs), and suggested she should have done a combo with this title. She told me to do my own, so, umm, I did!
Stealing the title back for myself, and doing both 50 questions and ABCs, since well, that’s where the title comes from, rather than any overimaginative love life.
If you make it to the end, you’ll know more about me than you ever wished you did.
A - Available or married: Available
B - Book: “Forrest Gump” and “The Godfather”, two instances where the movies do the books justice.
C - Cake or pie: Pie. Even better than death: www.youtube.com/watch?v=BNjcu
D - Drink of choice: Faygo Rock n’ Rye
E - Essential item: Computer
F - Favorite color: Blue. Lifelong Michigan fan, might have something to do with it…Go Blue!
G - Game to play or watch: Ultimate Frisbee to play, hockey to watch
H - Hometown: Ypsilanti, Michigan
I - Indulgence: too many
J - Job: none at the moment. You hiring?
K - Kids and names: Not applicable
L - Life is incomplete without: Music
M - Music group or singer: Rush, Dream Theater. A guy named Fish for a solo artist.
N - Number of siblings: 1 brother, Soumya
O - Oranges or apples: Oranges. Though…can you make a pie out of ‘em?
P - Phobias/fears: Drowning
Q - Favorite quote: “If you can’t take it with you then what’s the use? I never saw a U-Haul being pulled behind a hearse.”― From the song, “Cynical” by the band Extreme www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtlhQ
R - Reason to smile: My nephew, Sohan. 20 months old.
S - Season: Summer. Gotta cherish the good weather living in the upper Midwest.
T - Tattoos: None.
U - Unknown fact about me: Entirely defeating the purpose of the question, but…I can claim shepherding experience.
V - Vegetable you love: love might be to strong an emotion, but I’m very fond of cauliflower.
W - Worst habit: Procrastination
X - X-rays: A few. Teeth. Knee. Ankle. Hand. Face.
Y - Your favorite food: Pizza
Z – Zodiac sign: Gemini. (Born on the border, so some hororscopes say Taurus. They are wrong.)
1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Kind of, yes. A god. Seriously. “Partha Sarathi” (first and middle) refers to Hindu deity Krishna, in his role as charioteer (Sarathi) for Arjun (Partha) during the battle mentioned in the Bhagavad Gita portion of the Mahabharata (one of the two major ancient Indian epics). en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gita
2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? Not sure. Movies can cause me to spill a tear or two easily enough (like when we beat the Russians in Miracle, which I watched a couple of weeks ago), but out and out crying hasn’t happened in a long time.
3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? No, not distinctive enough. And rather messy, too.
4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? Honey ham
5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? No
6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? Yes
7. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? It slips out on occasion
8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS? Yes.
9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? Sure, why not?
10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL? Cinnamon Toast Crunch
11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? Not if I can help it
12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? No
13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? Mint Chocolate Chip
14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? Eyes, probably
15. RED OR PINK? Red – lived in Madison, home of the Badgers, for 9 years, closet has a few red items as a result
16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? Geez, where do I start?
17. DREAM VACATION: Egypt, perhaps? So much history.
18. WHAT IS THE SPARK FEATURE THAT HAS HELPED YOU THE MOST? The people
19. WHAT COLOR SHOES ARE YOU WEARING? Barefoot at the moment.
20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? Fake cheez-its (store brand, reduced fat, the type that makes you wonder, “why am I even bothering with this flavorless cardboard stuff?”)
21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? Music on random, right now spinning the Suicidal Tendencies song, “What Else Could I Do?” www.youtube.com/watch?v=D87R6
22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Burnt Umber – closest shade for self-portraits when I was a little kid.
23. FAVORITE SMELLS? Apple Cinnamon
24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? My brother
25. MOUNTAIN HIDEAWAY OR BEACH HOUSE? Beach House. Just not on a hurricane prone beach.
26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? Hockey
27. HAIR COLOR? Black. A very few grays.
28. EYE COLOR? Brown
29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? No
30. FAVORITE FOOD? Pizza
31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? Scary movies
32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? This Film is Not Yet Rated, documentary on the MPAA’s arbitrary rating system
33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? White…wearing the ugly t-shirt! (a highly questionable prize for checking in on facebook 25 times from my former gym…it’s hideous and I wear it with pride. Just not out in public!)
34. SUMMER OR WINTER? Summer
35. HUGS OR KISSES? Hugs
36. FAVORITE DESSERT? Cookies
37. STRENGTH TRAINING OR CARDIO? The latter.
38. COMPUTER OR TELEVISION? Computer. Though the tv is necessary for being a sports junkie…hmm…
39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?
When March Went Mad (about the Magic/Bird 1979 NCAA championship game), A Tale of Two Cities (Dickens)
40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? No mouse, so, uh, nothing!
41. ANY TATTOOS? No
42. FAVORITE SOUND? The loser trombone from the price is right. Cracks me up for some reason. www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ytCE
43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES? Rolling Stones
44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME? India. The Taj Mahal is one of those places that no matter what expectations you take with you, the reality is even better.
45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT? no
46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Ann Arbor, MI
47. WHERE ARE YOU LIVING NOW? Ypsilanti, MI
48. WHAT COLOR IS YOUR HOUSE? I live in a brown house
49. WHAT COLOR IS YOUR CAR? Silver
50. ANY PETS? Nope. My old roommates didn’t let me steal their dogs when I moved.
If you made it all the way through, that might qualify you for a masochist badge, which would fit nicely with the title of this entry. But my life, sadly, is far, far tamer than what I've heard about those books.
Wednesday, January 09, 2013
...a mystery to me. Depends on what I'm looking for, really, doesn't it? I can name a favorite cookie (Keebler's grasshoppers, girl scout thin mints), but these days, the standard of perfection lies in a different direction. I'm looking for that cookie that is delicious, but not irresistible. One that I turn to when I need a sweet treat, but not one that I'd desire immediately when my eyes fell upon its box. One that's there for me, but won't weigh me down, hold me back...wait, what was I talking about again? Oh yeah, cookies!
I'll tell you one that does not do the trick, the Kroger (upper midwest grocery chain) brand peanut butter chocolate chip cookies. They're a bit too delicious, to where I find myself grabbing a couple every few hours. It's a good thing when the store brand is a buck cheaper and better than what I remember the chips ahoy pb/cc tasting like. It's not a good thing when they won't last very long.
On the opposite end, it's can't be too bland, or too blase. Graham crackers just won't cut it, not without some accoutrements. And when you add chocolate and marshmallows to the mix, you've kind of defeated the purpose. There are other cookies that wouldn't cause me to reach for the box every time I pass by, like pecan sandies, but, seriously, does anyone actually like those things? This sort of thing ain't my bag, baby. (Cue chorus of sandie defenders in 3...2...1...)
So what is that perfect cookie, delicious enough to satisfy the occasional desire, and stolid enough to withstand cursory attention?
Wouldn't mind hearing nominations, or what you consider your own favorite cookie.
Tonight's music is Rush, the Hold Your Fire album, but I'm compelled to share this video instead...a PMV done of their classic, 2112. And if you're not familiar with PMV, as I just found out from google a half hour ago, it's like anime, but done entirely with cartoon pony stuff...so, this vid is Rush, set to My Little Pony video...and it's bizarrely fantastic...
It's the whole song, 20+ minutes, so if limited for time or not a Rush fan (blasphemy!), just check out the Temples of Syrinx part, from about 3:30-6:15.
Tuesday, January 08, 2013
Tonight's title brought to you by KMFDM. The second half of it, anyway.
The first bit refers to a quick pit stop made at the store between the gym and home to remedy an appalling lack of appealing junk food in the latter location. Perhaps it was to be expected that the proceeds of that pit stop found themselves disappearing down my gullet later on in the evening? Well, that's what they're there for, their value measured solely in noms. Well, their positive value, anyway.
Negative values were probably counteracted at the gym today, where I experienced pickleball for the first time. As far as a description, the video from the CBS early show from a couple of years ago does it justice with, "A combination of tennis, ping pong and badminton".
It's basically mini tennis played on a badminton sized court, so a lot less running, which is great for me. I used to play tennis, but haven't swung a racket in maybe 5 or more years. Also used to play a fair bit of table tennis, having grown up with a table in the basement, but again, I haven't played that in many years. So I went into it with a basic familiarity with racket sports. That said, the long non-participation has robbed me of any court sense, and the fact that the pickleball paddle is about half the length of a tennis racket, well, that led to a few hilarious whiffs early on.
While I wasn't very good, I wasn't horrible either, for the first time playing a sport. The competition (8-10 others, who apparently play pretty regularly) was mostly older, including one guy who I'd guess was in his mid 70s. Apparently, the game has appeal to older people for the tennis like gameplay within a smaller area. Not sure why that distinction needs to be made; I mean, after all, I like the less running part, too.
Though it does occupy a smaller space, that doesn't mean you can't get a good sweat going, as I certainly did. Playing 90 minutes, using muscles long dormant (lots of quick reflex action at the net, plenty of impromptu lunging and squatting to get to and dig balls over the net, etc), all that is a recipe for aches tomorrow. Probably didn't help that I rode the stationary bike, did some minimal strength (a few squats, lunges, and crunches), and shot a few basketball thereafter. I think I'll wait until a subsequent Tuesday to see if anyone shows up for the 7 AM ultimate frisbee session advertised on the gym corkboard.
Monday, January 07, 2013
Actually, sorry, my perversions are entirely of the non-communicable kind. You can't have them!
That phrase is from a Dream Theater song, and just occurred to me a couple of hours ago, while reading about a flapjackgina. Yes, you read that right. Blame it on the internet and comment threads. Or thank it for them (some of them, anyway) when it leads to a good laugh.
The phrase got stuck in my head and demanded to be used as a blog title, and it got its way. And now I'm curious how many people might have clicked on this blog only because of that title. Please do chime in, it's worth a spark point, if nothing else.
I did come up with an analogy for it, though you'll have to decide how apt. In this analogy, exercise is the happy disease, the wish for which spreads, ever contagious, amongst users of this site. Really, it's the model the website is built on, us egging each other on, challenging, motivating, et cetera. When we find that person or people that motivate us, their actions and words are, indeed, infectious, and if you'll excuse the extreme stretching of the analogy, do pervert us away from that previous sedentary or otherwise detrimental lifestyle.
So, yeah, sparkpeople as a site, or as individuals, are infectiously perverted. And that's a good thing in my book, not least for the barely suppressed smirk on my face as I typed out this entry.
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