Saturday, December 25, 2010
Saturday, December 04, 2010
Friday, December 03, 2010
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Monday, August 02, 2010
At A Crossroads
It’s been a while since I wrote something on YIWTB. This blog has been with me for some time, and yes I feel a lot guilty, and at the same time I feel relief. I have been writing, but for my Cinema Studies Blog, AND I’ve been tied up in work and classes. I’m having one of those crossroads things were I need to take a look at where I’m at and what I’m doing. Where am I going?
Time to make a five year plan and mean it.
Time to make a five year plan and mean it.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Thursday, July 08, 2010
Friday, July 02, 2010
Monday, June 14, 2010
Friday, April 23, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
MadTV - Whitney Screws Up The Classics
This has LMAO! Written all over it! Thanks to April for sharing.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Shirtless Sundays
So I spent one Sunday morning looking for something to wear to work. The khakis were easy to find. The socks (bough a new pack) were even easier to grab a hold (BTW nothing beats that "new sock" feel). The shirts... That's where the problem lay. You see, I had some shirts I kept meaning to wash, and those few shirts turned into nearly all my shirts. It didn't help that I didn't put them in the laundry basket, but peppered them about my place. Not one of my finer moments.
I found a couple of suspect clean shirts on the floor, and there was no way I could wear those. They smelled like floor, and who wants that? Floor smell is barely tolerable by the house owner and no one else, unless you're Strawberry Shortcake. I'd watch out for her homemade jams, by the way.
Of course then, it dawned on me that I should have washed on Saturday, when I had the free time to do so. So I gather ALL my shirts. Not just the dirty ones, but the ones I know that are marginally clean. By marginal, I mean I can't tell if they're dirty, BUT someone else might see or smell it better than I do. I don't go places to offend people, or at least that's what I tell myself. Most of all, I can't have my co-workers think I live in a garbage can like Oscar the Grouch. I'd be mortified.
So I gather all the dirty clothes, old socks, shirts, underpants, and t-shirts, and take them to the laundry. The change machine should have came with a warning. It spits coins at you. Was not prepared for the assault of quarters that came at me. Coins were on the floor, in the little pocket, and I'm surprised none went for my eyes.
I wash, I wait. The smart thing I did manage was to bring my iPod with me. Of course I brought some paper, but forgot the pen. Talk about useless. I left the fabric softer home. I needed two washing machines, and one HUGE dryer to get it all done. Bought two sheets of fabric softner for $1.00. Not bad.
I found a couple of suspect clean shirts on the floor, and there was no way I could wear those. They smelled like floor, and who wants that? Floor smell is barely tolerable by the house owner and no one else, unless you're Strawberry Shortcake. I'd watch out for her homemade jams, by the way.
Of course then, it dawned on me that I should have washed on Saturday, when I had the free time to do so. So I gather ALL my shirts. Not just the dirty ones, but the ones I know that are marginally clean. By marginal, I mean I can't tell if they're dirty, BUT someone else might see or smell it better than I do. I don't go places to offend people, or at least that's what I tell myself. Most of all, I can't have my co-workers think I live in a garbage can like Oscar the Grouch. I'd be mortified.
So I gather all the dirty clothes, old socks, shirts, underpants, and t-shirts, and take them to the laundry. The change machine should have came with a warning. It spits coins at you. Was not prepared for the assault of quarters that came at me. Coins were on the floor, in the little pocket, and I'm surprised none went for my eyes.
I wash, I wait. The smart thing I did manage was to bring my iPod with me. Of course I brought some paper, but forgot the pen. Talk about useless. I left the fabric softer home. I needed two washing machines, and one HUGE dryer to get it all done. Bought two sheets of fabric softner for $1.00. Not bad.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Deux
My questions for myself tonight:
- What do I want to do with my life?
- What am I doing to achieve my goals?
Wednesday, March 03, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
The E-Book, The E-Reader
I've hear some pros and cons on this, and I fall on the pro side of this. For one, as a student, I find that several books I need from the catalog have been e-books. I've read them online, and I wasn't bothered by them. They had info I needed.
Likewise they do not, in my heart replace any hard copy book I've purchased. For me, sometimes I have to lug some heavy books around to get some readings and discoveries completed.
Now I image having an e-reader might make life a little less complicated. Not that I would abandon my hard copies, BUT it might be nice to have several books in the palm of my hand and not have to lug books around.!
Furthermore think of the space I could save in my home with an e-reader.
Again, I love books, will read them, love having pages to turn and bookmark. I'm not saying no to books. In fact I am proud of the books I purchased for my Cinema Studies classes. They are truly a treasure (one of them is offered as an e-book-what an intriguing prospect). I am saying yes to trying the e-reader (as pricy as they are) and loving the chance to use a new medium for reading.
Now for the big $259.00 question: The Nook or Kindle as an e-reader.
Likewise they do not, in my heart replace any hard copy book I've purchased. For me, sometimes I have to lug some heavy books around to get some readings and discoveries completed.
Now I image having an e-reader might make life a little less complicated. Not that I would abandon my hard copies, BUT it might be nice to have several books in the palm of my hand and not have to lug books around.!
Furthermore think of the space I could save in my home with an e-reader.
Again, I love books, will read them, love having pages to turn and bookmark. I'm not saying no to books. In fact I am proud of the books I purchased for my Cinema Studies classes. They are truly a treasure (one of them is offered as an e-book-what an intriguing prospect). I am saying yes to trying the e-reader (as pricy as they are) and loving the chance to use a new medium for reading.
Now for the big $259.00 question: The Nook or Kindle as an e-reader.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Friday, February 05, 2010
Thursday, February 04, 2010
Wednesday, February 03, 2010
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Goals 2010
Well I'm looking at my goals to see where I am these days with them. I have plenty written down and I have some things I'm simply accessing their status to see how far I've come. Well Graduate school reaches it peach with less than four months left of it. Am I nervous. Oh, Yeah I am. Can't seem to get my mind clear and complete a thing.
I feel rushed, emotional, and annoyed. I don't see the finish line, BUT I do see the mess that is my life. Work seems to turn chaotic and classes seem out of grasp. I'm praying for peach in my head, and that it extends to my physical world.
I feel rushed, emotional, and annoyed. I don't see the finish line, BUT I do see the mess that is my life. Work seems to turn chaotic and classes seem out of grasp. I'm praying for peach in my head, and that it extends to my physical world.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
Bye-Bye Comics?
A funny thing happened last year while finishing my finals. I decided I could hold off on buying comics. I could always do it the week after, right? Well the next week came, and nothing. The next payday came, and no desire to go to the local comic books shop and pick up some comics. Even during my near two months break from classes did not inspire me to buy books. I began to think, it wasn't worth it at all.
I'm a little embarrassed, cause I used to buy them all the time. Even when my money was tight I bought a subscription to one comic. Always read them. This time around, I backed off the entire medium.
You see, it occurred to me, that sometimes the things I read did not inspire me. I wasn't having fun. In fact I was outright bored. What's the point of paying for something and not feeling the material? So until I get that feeling or curiosity, one can forget me purchasing something.
So for now, bye-bye comics.
I'm a little embarrassed, cause I used to buy them all the time. Even when my money was tight I bought a subscription to one comic. Always read them. This time around, I backed off the entire medium.
You see, it occurred to me, that sometimes the things I read did not inspire me. I wasn't having fun. In fact I was outright bored. What's the point of paying for something and not feeling the material? So until I get that feeling or curiosity, one can forget me purchasing something.
So for now, bye-bye comics.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Mistake
Mistake
A mistake has happened
I keep it around to punish myself
But I ought to let it go
If truly I was in prison,
Then the pay for the crime is life
I see no escape in sight
Do I want one?
I hold the lock and the key
I made the prison
Brick by brick
Lovingly designed
So foolish of me to commit to a crime
That has long faded from the world view
I made several mistakes.
For sure I should let them go.
A mistake has happened
I keep it around to punish myself
But I ought to let it go
If truly I was in prison,
Then the pay for the crime is life
I see no escape in sight
Do I want one?
I hold the lock and the key
I made the prison
Brick by brick
Lovingly designed
So foolish of me to commit to a crime
That has long faded from the world view
I made several mistakes.
For sure I should let them go.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Keep Writitng
I encourage all my writing friends to not stop writing, where the story is good or bad. I wish for all of you to keep writing! If you're procrastinating, then I hope you find the courage to do what must be done to get the story complete. sometimes, I say only five sentences are needed today, and that gets the ball rolling. Five sentences is not that hard to put onto the paper. Write with me.
Get The Ball Rolling
Not sure where the phrase comes from. I do know it means that I should initiate my actions/desires. That's what I am here to talk about. I said I wanted to be a writer. I said I like fiction and nonfiction. I ask myself what am I doing to get the ball rolling on this topic.
Writing produces anxiety and fear in me, as well as excitement. Mind you, I love writing. I love connecting the words, and I love revising. I am scared of both success and failure. Writing is a career that you will get your heart broken several times, and it will never stop.
To write means to give up being timid, or afraid of what may become of one's craft. I procrastinate, I work on other projects. I refuse to write sometimes, except when my back is to the wall and I am forced. That is not being proactive, squandering time and talents.
Here's what I know: I've been wanting to write since I was three and my brother came home and showed me what writing is. I've stumbled a lot, but i kept on writing. I've been rejected so many times, and I never stopped writing.
If I'm going to write, I'm going to have to accept my own fears, weaknesses and strengths. I've got to be willing to be naked in front of a crowd of people and be revealed. I cannot allow myself to be intimidated by others' judgments of me. I cannot be afraid of my own will and voice.
If I am to succeed at anything, I must accept that I am not perfect. I must accept that I will be judged unfairly, many times over. I must accept that I am scared, but that I can overcome fear. I can exceed the limitations I think I've placed on myself. I will not be held down or back from my dreams.
Too long have I feared my inability to withstand rejection and judgments, but that's over with. If I seem raunchy, crude, excessive, obnoxious, demented, brazen, wild, insensitive, etc. It is time to face those judgements, and see if they hold true, can I improve, or shall I wallow in self-pity.
I am Stacy R. Haynes, and I'm a writer, who's no longer afraid of getting the ball rolling!
Writing produces anxiety and fear in me, as well as excitement. Mind you, I love writing. I love connecting the words, and I love revising. I am scared of both success and failure. Writing is a career that you will get your heart broken several times, and it will never stop.
To write means to give up being timid, or afraid of what may become of one's craft. I procrastinate, I work on other projects. I refuse to write sometimes, except when my back is to the wall and I am forced. That is not being proactive, squandering time and talents.
Here's what I know: I've been wanting to write since I was three and my brother came home and showed me what writing is. I've stumbled a lot, but i kept on writing. I've been rejected so many times, and I never stopped writing.
If I'm going to write, I'm going to have to accept my own fears, weaknesses and strengths. I've got to be willing to be naked in front of a crowd of people and be revealed. I cannot allow myself to be intimidated by others' judgments of me. I cannot be afraid of my own will and voice.
If I am to succeed at anything, I must accept that I am not perfect. I must accept that I will be judged unfairly, many times over. I must accept that I am scared, but that I can overcome fear. I can exceed the limitations I think I've placed on myself. I will not be held down or back from my dreams.
Too long have I feared my inability to withstand rejection and judgments, but that's over with. If I seem raunchy, crude, excessive, obnoxious, demented, brazen, wild, insensitive, etc. It is time to face those judgements, and see if they hold true, can I improve, or shall I wallow in self-pity.
I am Stacy R. Haynes, and I'm a writer, who's no longer afraid of getting the ball rolling!
Saturday, January 09, 2010
Pasta and Billy Wilder Today
While reading some articles on Billy wilder (which reminds me to check out some books on Wilder too), I decided that I should make some spaghetti for dinner. It was a very simple meal to prepare. I browned the ground chuck, sauteed the mushrooms, garlic, and onions. Added the sauce. Seasoned with salt, pepper, a little sugar (to cut the acidic taste) and Italian seasonings. Made the pasta and now it's done.
I left out the Italian sausage, or any additional goodies (should have got some garlic bread). Have some garden salad already made to go alongside the spaghetti. Now back to reading.
I left out the Italian sausage, or any additional goodies (should have got some garlic bread). Have some garden salad already made to go alongside the spaghetti. Now back to reading.
Friday, January 08, 2010
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