Friday, April 30, 2010

Crazy Little Thing Called Life

As much as I seem to live on airplanes you would think that I'd be a better judge of character. What I've come to realize is that even in travel you have the good, the bad and the ugly. It's pretty sad when you look at your fellow passenger and you wonder if they are wanted for murder somewhere.

I actually like to travel, but also love my space. I like a spot on the beach just for me so I can shoot beautiful sunsets and meditate by the ocean side. Crowds sometimes make me crazy. I'm a loner, but I am not anti-social. 

I'm on my own path in life and I feel just fine about who I am and where I am going.

Friday, April 16, 2010

Inner Bitch (Connie Hunt)

          We all have it, just some people perpetually live it I think. Personally I find it highly annoying when someone speaks to me in psychobabble, I'd much prefer Pig Latin or Afrikaans in lieu of language that seems full of filler and ego.  People who write Gone With The Wind, when a simple sentence will describe the same thing drive me nuts. They think they are communicating, when in reality they are creating confusion and mixed messages. I'm more of a "get to the point" or "bottom line this for me" kind of a person.
Creeping Crud

Traveling can be so darn hard. Since early March I've flown roughly 14 times and have amassed almost 80,000 airmiles. I picked up a cold at Chicago O'Hare where I was stranded a week ago. I call it the "Creeping Crud". When I laugh I sound like Mutley the cartoon dog. O'Hare is the worst airport to be stranded. Thank goodness it pays to complain as the airlines are more than accomodating especially when you are a very frequent traveler.

Two more weeks of this flying insanity and then I will have a break. In May I am actually going to spend some time in Hawaii for more than a few hours. I think I've earned a vacation. I can't wait.

Thursday, April 01, 2010

Satan Uses Fedex For Packages  8715 5666 8666 (Connie Hunt)

Somehow accepting a package with all those 666's in it felt rather creepy. I was warned it was coming and instructed my staff to hire a priest to scare off any demons and refuse the package.

I will never understand why people think that shoving
materialistic crap down someone's throat is just what the doctor ordered. It's fine what someone believes, but don't try to recruit me into your 4 agreement cult. I am not interested in  anything that encourages people to pass judgment, to slam dunk people emotionally and not take ownership for your own faults and behaviors. 


Sure seems to me that some people like to hide behind something symbolic of a mother's skirt or umbilical cord.  Time to face reality and face your own demons without hiding from the truth.