End of an Era
So, I know full well that I'm not the first person to post about the deaths of Michael Jackson, Farrah Fawcett, or even Ed McMahan. And I know that I'm not the first to realize the frightening thought that they all died in the same week. With the passing of Billy Mays-the OxyClean guy, today, is just another nail in the coffin.
Many of these faces will not be forgotten anytime soon, but some will last longer than others. The musical impact that Michael Jackson had on the world will last generations. This is no exaggeration. He has influenced so many artists in so many different genres of music, and Thriller is still a record holder for sales. Also, the Moonwalk, which only he could ever truly pull off, cannot be fully duplicated.
This is not a blog about Michael, Farrah, or even Billy. It's about the impact that these people had on our lives, no matter how large or small. Their images and voices are imprinted in our subconscious, something that will not be passed on to the unborn generations to come if we choose not to. Of course, that's with anyone. Those who continue to live with us after they have passed one are the ones that have had the most impact in our lives. Famous or not.
One question that arises is why these famous people have such an impact. What is it about these personalities that we are drawn to (and in some cases-with dangerous and disastrous results)? Why is it these particular individuals have such an effect on us? For some, it's talent. True, raw, undeniable talent. Talent that we enjoy and wish we had ourselves. Others are famous for just being famous. These will always be the ones to be the first to be forgotten after they are gone. But there is something there that we are drawn to.
Many of these individuals wouldn't be capable of leading us, should the occasion arise. Yet, we follow them and try to imitate them as if they could. Is it self confidence? Many of them lack it, but project as if they do have it. So what is it? Perhaps, we will never know.
A death is sad, no matter who is the one dying. No person is ever unloved, even if they feel that way. We all leave an imprint on others, some more than others. Humans come and go with the breeze, but legacies outlive us.
So, what kind of an imprint are you leaving on those around you? How will you be remembered, and is that how you would like it to be? The only chance you have to change is before you die, so might as well do it now while you still can.
Allright, done rambling. Hope you all have a good one.
Take care,
Jeremy
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Sunday, May 31, 2009
My life took the bullet train and left me behind.
So, yeah, I had every intention of posting on here last month but it didn't happen. A lot has happened, I just can't remember most of it. I guess that means that I need to post more often.
Actually, no, strike that. I do post quite a bit. It just so happens to be on twitter-my new little toy. The fact that I can do it from my cell is extremely handy. Especially since I am still without a working computer.
The biggest thing that did happen that I can remember is that I went camping. Loved it. Had a total blast. I was reminded what fun was. I need that more often. A lot more often.
Anyway, I know this is short. Sorry. But I swear to you that I will post a lot more in June.
Take care,
Jeremy
So, yeah, I had every intention of posting on here last month but it didn't happen. A lot has happened, I just can't remember most of it. I guess that means that I need to post more often.
Actually, no, strike that. I do post quite a bit. It just so happens to be on twitter-my new little toy. The fact that I can do it from my cell is extremely handy. Especially since I am still without a working computer.
The biggest thing that did happen that I can remember is that I went camping. Loved it. Had a total blast. I was reminded what fun was. I need that more often. A lot more often.
Anyway, I know this is short. Sorry. But I swear to you that I will post a lot more in June.
Take care,
Jeremy
Monday, March 16, 2009
Going down with the ship
Over the past year, I switched my newspaper subscription from the Seattle Times to the Seattle PI. The deal at the time was a good one, and I was pleasantly surprised when I made the switch. The whole entertainment page (and selection of comics) was far superior, the layout was more eye catching, and I enjoyed David Horsey's political cartoons.
It was also the oldest newspaper in Seattle. I use the past tense term, because, as of tomorrow, it will no longer be in print. Instead, it will solely be online at http://www.seattlepi.com/ and I assume that the paper that will be delivered will be the Seattle Times once again. I have already made the decision that when the contract runs out, I will switch over to The News Tribune- as it is a less expensive paper and I have been pleased by what I have seen in the past.
I will miss receiving the PI. I found that I looked forward more to reading it than I did the Seattle Times. It seemed- at least to me- to be a more in depth newspaper. The stories were more involved, from the front page, to the sports page. And while the Times and the PI often carried most of the same stories, there were some in there that I got solely from the PI.
So, long, Seattle Post Intelligencer. You will be greatly missed.
Over the past year, I switched my newspaper subscription from the Seattle Times to the Seattle PI. The deal at the time was a good one, and I was pleasantly surprised when I made the switch. The whole entertainment page (and selection of comics) was far superior, the layout was more eye catching, and I enjoyed David Horsey's political cartoons.
It was also the oldest newspaper in Seattle. I use the past tense term, because, as of tomorrow, it will no longer be in print. Instead, it will solely be online at http://www.seattlepi.com/ and I assume that the paper that will be delivered will be the Seattle Times once again. I have already made the decision that when the contract runs out, I will switch over to The News Tribune- as it is a less expensive paper and I have been pleased by what I have seen in the past.
I will miss receiving the PI. I found that I looked forward more to reading it than I did the Seattle Times. It seemed- at least to me- to be a more in depth newspaper. The stories were more involved, from the front page, to the sports page. And while the Times and the PI often carried most of the same stories, there were some in there that I got solely from the PI.
So, long, Seattle Post Intelligencer. You will be greatly missed.
Friday, February 27, 2009
That was quick
So, first off, sorry I haven't been on here to post lately. I'm trying to figure out where exactly February went. One minute it was here...
Anyway, busy month. First, I got a new cellphone, but was able to keep my old number. That's a good thing. Second, for a week there, my laptop was fixed. Then it started copping an attitude again. Moral of the story-need new computer.
I joined twitter this month. For those who are not in the know, it's basically soundbites for your life. I do 90% of these through my cell, which is a nice feature to have. When I figure out how, I will put it on here. If you know how, please let me know.
I spent Valentine's Day (or Singles Awareness Day as I have dubbed it) working; but I'm not complaining. That's basically how I wanted to do it.
This last week has been a complete whirlwind. It started on Sunday when I went to an Oscar party at a friend's apartment and partook in much too much liqueur. The end result was a wicked night for me in which it felt like my belly was full of worms and I wanted desperately to throw up, but could not. But on the plus side, Heath Ledger won Best Supporting Actor. Monday was a quiet, but agonizing day. Tuesday, was Mardi Gras.
Yes, Mardi Gras. I had the day off, which I basically spent waiting around for my check to arrive (long story) and then getting minutes on my phone. Bad thing about twitter is it tends to absorb minutes. In the evening, I went to my cousin's apartment and hung out for a bit. I left when I was feeling tired, but when the cold air hit me, I was wide awake again. So, I headed to Seattle, where, I ran into someone I definitely wasn't expecting to run into. It was a male friend of mine who I thought would be at home. He was there with a friend and they persuaded me to go to a club.
Now, before then, I had never been to a club before. Bars, yes, parties, yes, clubs, not so much. And this was a night in which I saw things I had never seen before-up close and personal. Things that are etched (or seared) in my memory for some time to come. But there was a lot of good things that happened as well. And if I had the time, I would tell you.
So, yes, I must run again.
Take care,
Jeremy
So, first off, sorry I haven't been on here to post lately. I'm trying to figure out where exactly February went. One minute it was here...
Anyway, busy month. First, I got a new cellphone, but was able to keep my old number. That's a good thing. Second, for a week there, my laptop was fixed. Then it started copping an attitude again. Moral of the story-need new computer.
I joined twitter this month. For those who are not in the know, it's basically soundbites for your life. I do 90% of these through my cell, which is a nice feature to have. When I figure out how, I will put it on here. If you know how, please let me know.
I spent Valentine's Day (or Singles Awareness Day as I have dubbed it) working; but I'm not complaining. That's basically how I wanted to do it.
This last week has been a complete whirlwind. It started on Sunday when I went to an Oscar party at a friend's apartment and partook in much too much liqueur. The end result was a wicked night for me in which it felt like my belly was full of worms and I wanted desperately to throw up, but could not. But on the plus side, Heath Ledger won Best Supporting Actor. Monday was a quiet, but agonizing day. Tuesday, was Mardi Gras.
Yes, Mardi Gras. I had the day off, which I basically spent waiting around for my check to arrive (long story) and then getting minutes on my phone. Bad thing about twitter is it tends to absorb minutes. In the evening, I went to my cousin's apartment and hung out for a bit. I left when I was feeling tired, but when the cold air hit me, I was wide awake again. So, I headed to Seattle, where, I ran into someone I definitely wasn't expecting to run into. It was a male friend of mine who I thought would be at home. He was there with a friend and they persuaded me to go to a club.
Now, before then, I had never been to a club before. Bars, yes, parties, yes, clubs, not so much. And this was a night in which I saw things I had never seen before-up close and personal. Things that are etched (or seared) in my memory for some time to come. But there was a lot of good things that happened as well. And if I had the time, I would tell you.
So, yes, I must run again.
Take care,
Jeremy
Friday, January 30, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Friday, January 09, 2009
Starting the year with a bang...
So, I would like to start by saying that I am in much better spirits since my last post. The holiday season was extremely stressful and I am glad that it's over. I'm better now.
Well, sort of. You see, the evening of New Year's Day, I was in a minor accident. As some of you know, I rely on the (spastic) metro system. On the night in question, we had just pulled out of the transit center when some idiot decided to cut off the bus. The driver laid on the horn just before impact.
The way I was positioned, I was semi-curled up (as much as can be) and my eyes were closed (as I had just gotten off of work and was tired). So, when the impact happened, my body moved forward and slammed back-on my right side. My right shoulder received the brunt of the impact of me slamming back.
Back to the story. So, the driver of the bus handed out little cards to take our statements, before getting off the bus to see if anyone was hurt. I could hear the occupants of the car yelling at each other in some Asiatic language. I know it wasn't Chinese or Japanese; and none of them spoke any English. My guess is, ten to one, they don't have insurance, and most likely not a valid license, if one at all. They wanted to leave immediately (according to the bus driver), but it's a little hard to do that when there were so many witnesses.
I was a little shaken up that night, but didn't feel any pain. Until the next morning, that is. My entire back was extremely tense, and my right shoulder down to my elbow was a ball of flames. Thanks to a generous friend who gave me a massage, my back no longer hurts (although spasms regularly). My right shoulder and arm are taking longer to heal.
Anyway, that's about it for now. My birthday is next week, which I'm looking forward to.
Take care,
Jeremy
So, I would like to start by saying that I am in much better spirits since my last post. The holiday season was extremely stressful and I am glad that it's over. I'm better now.
Well, sort of. You see, the evening of New Year's Day, I was in a minor accident. As some of you know, I rely on the (spastic) metro system. On the night in question, we had just pulled out of the transit center when some idiot decided to cut off the bus. The driver laid on the horn just before impact.
The way I was positioned, I was semi-curled up (as much as can be) and my eyes were closed (as I had just gotten off of work and was tired). So, when the impact happened, my body moved forward and slammed back-on my right side. My right shoulder received the brunt of the impact of me slamming back.
Back to the story. So, the driver of the bus handed out little cards to take our statements, before getting off the bus to see if anyone was hurt. I could hear the occupants of the car yelling at each other in some Asiatic language. I know it wasn't Chinese or Japanese; and none of them spoke any English. My guess is, ten to one, they don't have insurance, and most likely not a valid license, if one at all. They wanted to leave immediately (according to the bus driver), but it's a little hard to do that when there were so many witnesses.
I was a little shaken up that night, but didn't feel any pain. Until the next morning, that is. My entire back was extremely tense, and my right shoulder down to my elbow was a ball of flames. Thanks to a generous friend who gave me a massage, my back no longer hurts (although spasms regularly). My right shoulder and arm are taking longer to heal.
Anyway, that's about it for now. My birthday is next week, which I'm looking forward to.
Take care,
Jeremy
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