| Writer's Block: The one that got away |
[Oct. 9th, 2009|01:54 pm] |
I thoroughly believe in soulmates.
I do not believe that we are restricted to just one.
Love is too big for that.
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote
Edited to add: I also do not believe we are restricted to one at a time. Love is too capable for that. |
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| More "poetry" / "music" :) |
[Sep. 28th, 2009|03:52 pm] |
Because my mind is a strange place at times....
There’s a secret I must tell ‘bout how my fortune was made
Of the mad idea I had while I was sittin’ in the shade
I thought, “Imagine all the money I would find myself makin’
If I perfect a perfume that smells like... SEX AND BACON!
Sex and bacon, the perfect combination
Of scent and sweat and flavor in a sizzlin’ conflagration
You thought she smelled nice but you found that you were taken
By the heady tang of soap that smells like... SEX AND BACON!
So get out to the store and buy yourself a bottle
You will find that your love life will soon be full throttle
You will smile every mornin’ at the one with whom you’re wakin’
‘Cause you reeled her in tight with the smell of SEX AND BACON!
Sex and bacon, the perfect combination
Of scent and sweat and flavor in a sizzlin’ conflagration
She thought you smelled nice even after she was taken
By the heady tang of soap that smells like... SEX AND BACON!
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 19th, 2009|09:58 am] |
My Quote of the Day, from my sweetie:
"Let's go to the animal shelter! There we can gaze longingly upon what we cannot have, at least not until one of those we love dies."
Ow, yes ;)
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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[Sep. 16th, 2009|01:17 pm] |
Hey, I'm posting something! How did that happen?
Scary though it may be I've decided that when I put together a poem/song I'll post it here. In no small part ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) cadhla inspired me to do this, and though I don't think I can readily compete with her quality or output level, at least I'm keeping at it :)
Hear the distant song of Spring that seems so far away
It calls to us in the darkest times, our nightmares to allay
Like a thousand songbirds greeting dawn
Its promise lingers ever on
And even the coldest night will yield to day
Oh fallen warrior, raise your head and face the end you fear
Even though you know that any moment death could draw you near
So take up the valiant challenge and push past the pain and strife
There's so much more that you can do with this, your gift of life
Sing with distant Spring though it may seem too far away
To bring you out of darkness, all your nightmares to allay
Like a thousand sparks of your heart’s fire
Its promise strengthens your desire
To stand again and face another day
These healer's eyes have seen too much and wish to see a day
With no more crow-flecked battlefields that in eerie silence lay
And end to soldiers' struggles, and the need for healers' skills
When the cold of war recedes before the peace that love instills
So she sings her hope for Spring though it seems so far away
And a path out from the darkness, bloody nightmares to allay
Like a thousand torches lit, their fire
Illuminating her desire
To help the wounded see another day
Hear the distant song of Spring that seems so far away
It calls to us in the darkest times, our nightmares to allay
Like a thousand songbirds greeting dawn
Its promise lingers ever on
And even the coldest night will yield to day
I may add more verses later depending on how things go. Thanks for having a gander!
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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| Impressions of San Francisco |
[Aug. 10th, 2009|01:42 pm] |
Last week I started a job based in San Francisco very near Pier 35, which is along the northeast side of the city, at the foot of the hill Coit Tower sits on, and very close to the bay. The view is spectacular from the building I'm in, but that's only a minor addition to the story I have today.
At noon I took a lunch break, took a walk a got a nice salad, then took my book and sat in a micro-park near my building. Now, keep in mind I'm a near-ideal situation: I just started a new job that I really like (a great relief on more than one level), this is just about the ideal time to be enjoying San Francisco (late Summer/early Fall is truly lovely here), there are negative ions from the surrounding bay (which I rode across on my ferry commute and work near), I've just had some pleasant (and wholesome) food and a nice walk, and I'm enjoying the book I am reading.
But even with all those caveats in mind the feeling I got when I stood up and stretched and looked around surprised me a bit: I love San Francisco.
I don't really know why, nor do I know why it only just came to me, but I understand what Herb Caen was going on about for so long and so well that the Embarcadero is subtitled with his name. I finally really see what others have been talking about when they have waxed poetic about the city's beauty, physical and otherwise.
Sure, it has its problems, its seamy underside, and its ugly scars, old and new. But so do the people I love, and I love them no less for it. If anything, accepting them - and this City - so thoroughly even with their imperfections is a more exalted realization because of them.
And so I find myself in a truly amazing place physically, emotionally, and spiritually.... And today Love has grown.
What a wonderful thing!
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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| Software Developers Sought |
[Aug. 6th, 2009|08:50 am] |
Hey there all you who might read/stumble over my journal:
Just in case anyone's interested, my company is desperately seeking Software Developers (check www.unitedbiosource.com/careers for details) and pays a hefty referral bonus. There are positions in San Francsico, CA and Langhorne, PA. If you or someone you know might be interested, please forward your/their resume to me at songcoyote at yahoo so I can refer them.
Oh, and have a great day :D
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 4th, 2009|11:12 am] |
Well, I was fortunate enough to find gainful employment before my emergency financial backup plans needed to be deployed. Not only that, but I’m quite happy with my new position.
I am now a QA Specialist for United BioSource Corp. (UBC), working in San Francisco. My primary duties (for now) will be examining, running, and improving Document Control and Training systems, two areas in and for which I have particular expertise and enthusiasm. I am on my second day and have so far enjoyed interacting with everyone I’ve met. I have chosen to commute via public transit whenever possible, and it’s relatively easy and takes only about 70-80 minutes total from door to door, including a couple of nice walks (which will likely become bus or Muni rides when the weather turns, but that’s infrequent here in the Bay Area :)
Special thanks go out to all my references, who were kind enough to assure UBC that I am worth hiring. I think this could be a good place to be for some time, so I’m doubly grateful to them and to the whims of Fortune, in whose graces I have not always found myself and whose recent smiles in my direction I particularly appreciate. I got some real pleasure out of my time in between jobs (as well as getting some important things done around the house) but it's good to be working again.
Have a wonderful day, week, month, year, and more, and may you find the contentment you need.
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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| Two Tidbits |
[Mar. 6th, 2009|01:57 pm] |
Tidbit 1: Realization
I have come not only to realize but to accept and embrace that I am a scavenger at heart. I love getting used stuff, generally even more than new. I like food from other people's plates. I like the stuff on the bottom of the cake plate. I look in the trash for useful stuff, and I take and use it when I can.
This feels like it ties into my affiliation with Coyote, and overall it just feels right.
Tidbit 2: A story. Stolen from some website somewhere (I think it was quoted in a test on OKCupid). I liked it so much I wanted to repost it.
An old Cherokee chief is teaching his grandson about life.
"A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy. "It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves."
"One is evil — he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, self-doubt, and ego."
"The other is good — he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."
"This same fight is going on inside you — and inside every other person, too."
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, "Which wolf will win?"
The old chief simply replied, "The one you feed."
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That hits pretty close to the heart. For me, very good to keep in mind.
Love to you all, and hugs when we meet.
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 28th, 2009|09:19 am] |
I know others have posted this, and there may be better sources for it, but I get so much joy and such powerful feelings of love and happiness that I must share it again.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t8xn7zZqONQ
I watch this (or something like it) whenever I need a pick-me-up.
I <3 Discovery Channel!
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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[Feb. 6th, 2009|02:13 pm] |
This comic made me cry. I'm not sure if I can articulate why. It might be necessary to read the whole archive (which I highly recommend; it's a fun comic) to understand why it was so intense to see this happen to Florence.
http://freefall.purrsia.com/ff1600/fc01571.htm
Basically: Florence is smart, interesting, creative, and nice. The idea of someone having such direct control over her in that way is disturbing. I hope we treat whatever biological AIs we create well enough that they see as as she does, whether we put "safeguard" like that in place or not.
My brain is a complex place sometimes, but I prefer that to simple.
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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| Part Time Accounting Clerk Position Available in Berkeley |
[Feb. 5th, 2009|01:47 pm] |
Hi all,
Anyone out there interested in a part time day job at my company, DSM PTG, in Berkeley? 25 hours per week (not sure what schedule) doing stuff for the Accounting department: dealing with mail, filing, compiling journal entries and month-end reports, etc. The need someone who has at least some documented Accounting clerk experience.
The Accounting Dept here is pretty nice people, and the company is stable. I have no idea what the position would pay.
Edited to Add: I believe the general posting ends tomorrow, so please respond soon if interested (it may remain open longer if they don't find someone, but better to hit the first window, neh?)
Let me know and/or send resume to my LJ ID at yahoo ASAP.
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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| (no subject) |
[Jan. 19th, 2009|10:30 am] |
Sometimes I wish we were a quadrupedal race.
This whole "falling down" thing in general, and specifically the "walking = carefully controlled falling" part of it, is really annoying at times. I could frankly do with less of it, thank you kindly.
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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| Weird Word of the Week |
[Jan. 15th, 2009|04:12 pm] |
And our winner of Weird Word of the Week is:
Sparge
It is the chunky bits left over of a bird that has gone through an aircraft engine (often sent to a lab for species identification). I noted this from an article attached to today's news about a plane going into the Hudson today (everyone survived) because it went through a flock and lost both engines.
Gross, yet fascinating!
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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| Posted by Request |
[Dec. 16th, 2008|08:58 am] |
Hopefully this will amuse someone out there :)
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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| "Only in California" |
[Dec. 12th, 2008|01:39 am] |
Well, and Hawaii and quite a few other places, too, but I liked that title anyway.
Today we bought our Christmas Tree while drinking a chocolate shake instead of hot chocolate.
This is only possible in the sort of 1- or 2-season climate you find here in the San Francisco Bay Area (or in more tropical places, of course).
It amused us nonetheless :)
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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| Hope Always |
[Nov. 7th, 2008|09:25 am] |
Linked here with permission is toob's response to the passing of Prop 8. Every time I read it I cry anew, and my resolve and hope are rekindled.
You Can't Stop the Beat.
Light and laughter,
SongCoyote |
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