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Thursday, September 11, 2003

Regrets...
I've had a few.
But then again,
Too few to mention!
--"My Way",
written by Paul Anka
When I hear that song, I think of Frank Sinatra, and sometimes Elvis or Sid Vicious -- all of whom have been known to perform, in their own unique manner, that wonderful song. Wonderful because -- though I don't always enjoy hearing it, I've heard it so much -- the song is a wonderful personal anthem. That's something we all need: a personal anthem. A song that praises our individuality; a mark of devotion to oneself. After all, they say you're going to have a helluva time loving anyone else unless you've first learned to love yourself, right?

This is not to replace your love for your God, or your spouse, or your family. I'm simply saying that we all need to give ourselves a bit more self-love at this time of year. (No, not that type of self-love !) Too many of us beat up on ourselves throughout the year, and then nearly destroy ourselves at year's end. No wonder there are so many suicides during the Holidays; the messages bombarding us are to Buy Buy Buy and to Give Give Give -- but what if you have nothing to give but love? If you have a dearth of that good stuff, then you'll have a bitch of a time spreading it around to your neighbors.

So be good to yourself, whether you're Christian, Pagan, Wiccan, Athiest, Hindu, Islamic, Mormon, Podcastin, or otherwise. Don't take the pills, they won't do you or anyone else any good; you'll simply miss out on the Next Big Thing (which may turn out to be Your Next Big Thing). Just do things your own way, singing that little hymn as you do so:
For what is a man,
What has he got?
If not himself,
Then he has naught.
To say the things,
He truly feels,
And not the words,
Of one who kneels.
The record shows,
I took the blows
And did it my way!

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Thank you for adding yourself to Something That Happened Around The World, my Frappr map. Now I'm fairly certain I'm not entirely alone in this world; there's at least eight others of you out there. At least, that's what my eyes tell me. Keep in mind, however, that you can't always believe what your eyes tell you. You can believe your ears, though. Your ears always speak the truth. (Of course, I'm lying about that.)

Speaking of truth, I'm busily working on the second part of my (forthcoming) series, Truth. Don't expect too much; it's not taking a long time to produce because it's my greatest work or anything. It's just that I've been lazy and playing with my dick too much (a story I'll reserve for another time); that's why it's not ready for Primetime. I know the other day I said it was almost ready, but it looks like that turned out not to be true. As Kurt Cobain sang, "...all apologies...", and then he blew his head off. But I won't do that. I promise. That's the truth.

I'm simultaneously working on another recording as well; my production method is dictated by which computer is currently available. (In other words, which computer the girl is not currently using.) So please, stay tuned, and subscribed...and please tell your ma about my podcast. She'll be amazed and perhaps turned on a little. (Sorry for being so randy today; I don't know what's got into me. I'm not even touching myself.)

I'm also futzing around with this computer I built...Oh, I could go on and on and on about the things I'm doing rather than producing but I'd be wasting your time and mine so I won't but I'll leave you with something valuable:
Get Juice, it's good for you!


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posted by Harold  12/01/2005 02:14:00 PM
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I once posted, in this space (this right column), the following:

If I had friends they would be listed here

That particular bit o' text, that silly and idiotic phrase, was repeated a dozen or two dozen or so times and was intended to be temporary. I had been working on a project -- a new layout for this blog -- and had intended for that text to be placeholder content. That is, the text was supposed to temporarily replace the content that had previously occupied this column (which was a list of links to friends -- that is, other blogs and web sites I linked to). I didn't know what content I was going to place into that (this) space, so I placed a bunch of duplicate phrases here as a placeholder so that I would remember to fill in this space again later.

At the same time, I thought I was being cute with the heading:

NEW & IMPROVED FRIENDS!

The fact remains: I still don't know what content to put here, in this column. Links again? Pictures? Video? Audio? Ads? Oh, hell no! It hasn't come to me yet, but I'm sure it will eventually, and when it does it'll come quick and (as usual) with consequences.