Category Archives: Peeks

Mix-spelled Emotions

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Not sure who implanted this idea, or why they still believe it, but 50% of my parents think “LOL” is an acronym for “Lots of Love.” If you’re also under the same spell, let me un-spell-it-out for you: LOL = Laugh Out Loud. It’s not a big deal to me; actually, it’s kind of entertaining. Sometimes I would go so far as to say, inspiring. For instance, let’s say they email me with some bad news. I’m sure we can all relate to losing a pet… We had to put Fluffy to sleep this morning. She was getting too old to move around and it’s been very hard for your father to deal with cleaning up all of her messes from not making it to the litter box on time. I know he would really like to hear from you. Stay in touch. LOL, [signature] And then, the sun comes out from behind the clouds. I don’t like being the bearer…

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It’s No Mehstery

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A co-worker and I went to Romano’s Macaroni Grill for an incentivized lunch today and arrived with the early lunch crowd, (aka, fourteen other patrons). Prior to my meal, as with most meals, I washed my hands. En route to the men’s room, I noticed a woman mis-read the sign and enter. I stood outside the door allowing her a couple minutes to acclimate herself with the surroundings and distinguish the fact that she was in the wrong bathroom. As her shadow approached the foggy glass door from the other side, I opened it. We exchanged a few words and a slightly embarrassed smile before I entered to clean up. For lunch I had the whole-wheat fettuccine with broccoli, and the roasted mushroom and salt soup – I could literally feel the moisture being sucked out of my cheeks with each spoonful, (of which there were maybe nine in the cup). What got me there? A “Mystery Card” valued between…

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Jobs v. Passion, (2011)

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Having “a job” vs “a passion” is like speed dating vs marriage. What do I mean? A few people shared some thoughts on my tweeted opinion (above), so I decided to elaborate. One of my favorite quotes, perhaps a movie line, goes (not necessarily verbatim): “Find what it is you love to do, and then get paid to do it.” Are you passionate about what you do, or are you simply in-at-eight, out-at-five? I don’t view my job as a task. You shouldn’t. Again, just my opinion. If I viewed my job as a task, my mouth would resemble ( and, I would rather my mouth resemble ). It’s unfortunate when people complain about what they do for a living. I believe that if you don’t like what you do, then be assertive enough to try and fix it, or, if that fails, find something else. To segue further into my explanation, I’m going to pose two questions: Why do people…

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Share More, Thanks

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I began writing this last December, but finally feel it’s time to share…. Today, I was among the few recipients of a touching and overwhelmingly kind email from someone very dear to me. —— I want to express my appreciation and love to you. I know e-mail is a bit impersonal…I would much rather be with you face-to-face, but it is what we have. This past year has been really difficult for me with finishing school and moving to a new city. I have had a lot of fear around me “growing up” and venturing out on my own, leaving the comfort of school, and having you all so far away. Regardless, it is the knowing that you are supporting and loving me where you are…that knowing keeps me strong and happy. It has been ten years since [mom’s] death, and we all have seen so much happen. I pretend…in my mind, imagine her at those moments. I cry because I…

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Once Upon a Time

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If I grow up (ya right) and end up wondering: “What if (insert anything I hesitated to do)…” I’ll be extremely disappointed. Since SNL was actually worth watching, I’ve wanted to write a book, a screenplay, something remarkable, and I have yet to complete it – whatever it is, or ends up becoming. To that end, I’ve decided to join a meetup group in the evenings which forces me to sit down, shut up, and write. Hey! That’s the name of the group! Every other idea1 in my Mokeskine® is on hold until I finish what I’ve started. [1] This includes my excuse-a-day desk calendar, with excuses for why you were late/absent or made a mistake.

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Chest Protector

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Here from one of my creative Tweets? Sorry. I’m shameless when it comes to breast cancer. Last year I left breast (pictured above) cancer in the dust. This year I’m doing it again, and I am honored to not only be part of Team Komen Austin, but also the team captain! Join me in my fight against breast cancer. Visit my personal donation page and make a donation to me (and Team Komen Austin). Thank you for your support! @rossclurman About The Texas Mamma Jamma Ride – The Texas Mamma Jamma Ride is a recreational bike ride to raise much needed funds for our central Texas neighbors coping with breast cancer. This festive event saves and improves lives by supporting 11 local nonprofit organizations providing diagnosis, counseling, medication, and support for thousands of our neighbors coping with breast cancer. Since our inaugural year in 2009, the Mamma Jamma Ride has raised an astounding $1,000,000. About The Austin Affiliate of Susan…

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Crap On My Desk

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Someone left a number two pencil on my desk this weekend and it caused quite a stir this morning. It even had teeth marks in the school-bus yellow paint, which means this person probably multi-tasks and works with their hands. It’s been a while since I blogged, so sorry if this seems trivial. It is, but I like to write and I’m trying to break in a new keyboard I’m not necessarily sure I’m fond of yet. Who still uses those “let’s-go-take-a-test” pencils? It even had the extra eraser that fits over the standard eraser, for even more erasing. Needless to say, it was a serious writing utensil, and clearly misplaced by someone who makes a lot of mistakes. How did I establish this? Well, dear Watson, if they didn’t make mistakes, they wouldn’t have left it at my desk, and probably would have no need for the extra rubber securely capping the butt of their (my) pencil.

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Hot Garbage And Other Simple Things

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June 5 – I woke up Wednesday morning and while waiting on my ride I got some chores taken care of, listed below in order of least favorite to less-least favorite: – Scooped the cat poop – Bagged the cat poop – Threw the cat poop in the trash – Cleaned the toilet – Made my bed – Ate a banana Let’s face it. Eating healthy is sometimes a chore. Regardless, go time was rapidly approaching and my ride’s phone was off. Initial thoughts included a barrage of four-letter words. Not wanting to miss my flight, I waited thirty more seconds and: – Took the trash out Then, headed downstairs to my car, put the trash bag in the back seat, returned upstairs to grab my luggage and lock up, and finally went back down to my car to leave for the airport. I arrived at the extended-stay parking lot with the same white, cat-poop-filled trash bag in my back…

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Old People Play With Themselves

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Responsibility matters are more prevalent the more you age. You’re required to plan and manage every aspect of your life, from health to wealth. However, when it comes to toy choice, it’s no longer a question of responsibility – it’s a question of how much fun will you have and what are you actually capable of grasping – not only due to a weakened grip, but also mentally. First off, I’m not trying to sound like an agist. I’m a realist. On your sixtieth, you clearly lack the majority of the mental “sharpness” present at your sixth birthday, when you probably started the gaming phase. My dad is nearing retirement, but still feels it’s necessary to own a gaming system. So, via text, he inquires, “PS3, Wii or Xbox 360?” Naturally, my first instinct is to answer based on my personal preference, in which case I would go with the Xbox 360. Then, I remember this is for a man…

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Mug Shots

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Flashback to two-ten…What I did during my weekend in Denver. Heard the dreadful tale of six-dollar Mike – a guy invites my friend, Natalie (aka “Nate”), on a date and proceeds to ask for $6, because he doesn’t have enough cash. Weak. Met several interesting people, all friends of Nate and Char[lotte], and toasted to good times with all of them. Taught some unfortunate souls (on non-marking soles) how to do the “Bernie.” Ate some yumazing carrot soup, scallops, and had my first experience with bread pudding. (Actually, it’s not a bad dessert at all.) Drank St. Germain cocktails and mojitos – standard mojitos and some different flavors, except peach. I only smelled the peach. Had a good burger, lots of laughs, toured the Coors brewery in Golden, Colorado and drank (literally) ice-cold Coors Light, which actually doesn’t taste nearly as bad as bar-temp Coors Light. Coined a term for prude partners: “Missionary Mary,” took lots and lots of pictures…

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