More Stuff

The world is full of people who don't have much interest in anything meaningful. They mostly just want more stuff. They don't really know how to discuss or dialogue about anything with depth; they just want more stuff. They don't volunteer anywhere, they don't contribute very much to their communities; they just want more stuff. If they don't have more stuff, they blame somebody else for their lack of more stuff. Most people are not very compassionate nor are they very considerate, but they've all learned something very useful. If they smile and appear to have wealth, more people will like them, and their bad behavior will be overlooked. I'm sometimes appalled at how bad behavior is so often justified, and equally surprised that so many will continue friendships with those who behave badly, accepting or overlooking the bad behavior, especially if their bad behaving friends are attractive, and have a lot of stuff.

Mario C

Gen. Colin Powell, 2009

The only thing that counts is performance. You can't perform if you don't get your education. You can't perform if you don't speak the English language well. You can't perform if you're not respectful. You can't perform and you won't get the opportunity to perform if you walk around with your pants dragging around your ankles and you're not behaving in a proper manner.

Colin Powell (2009)

A Must Read: "The Scheme of Things" by Charles D'Ambrosio

I just finished one of the most incredible short stories I've read in a very long time. The name of the story is "The Scheme of Things" by Charles D'Ambrosio. It is from his collection of eight short stories called "The Dead Fish Museum." This story, as well as the entire book is a MUST read for anyone interested in stories of detailed imagery of life against a backdrop of heightened reality, and a very subtle supernatural that wraps itself around these characters like a moon glow that won't fade. Just amazing; you must read at least "The Scheme of Things."

"The Scheme of Things" is available on The New Yorker website at no cost for those who'd like to access the story and read it. Here's the link. If you read it, let me know your thoughts. Talk soon, ey!

http://www.newyorker.com/archive/2004/10/11/041011fi_fiction

The Day Before Halloween

This is my first blog entry. I will write something pithy and profound; just as soon as I can think of something worthy of such a description. I hope it doesn't take too long, my food's in the microwave. Oh, it's ready. Gotta go!