Occupied

There’s no escaping the fact that Americans are facing a new economic reality. The Occupy movement started on Wall Street with people taking to the streets to “no longer tolerate the greed and corruption of the 1%,” the 1% being the wealthy. The 99% are the rest of America who struggle to make ends meet. They are the ones who have “occupied” Wall Street. Occupy has since grown from the streets of New York, to other cities, including Nashville, and so has the birth of other blogs from the other percentages of wealth.

There’s the 1 percent who stand with the 99 percent, America’s wealthiest who believe in wealth redistribution and higher taxes on the rich, and then there’s the 53%, the ones who work long hours and stay away from debt who say the issue on Wall Street is an issue of personal responsibility.

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My Blurry Weekend

I hit Friday with a massive plan for the weekend. Let me qualify my definition of “massive” these days. Massive = prepare all of my blog entries for the coming week; take two of the three dogs to the vet; get my eyebrows done.

Thrilling, I know.

One and a half out of three isn’t so bad. Rocco won the vet-visit lottery and I now have fabulous eyebrows.

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Like Love Letters

I’m going through a semi-rough season right now. Semi-rough because since losing one of my part-time jobs, I’m thisclose to asking for my old gas station attendant job again. I have more bills because of my hospital birthday stay in Orlando, and with a smaller income — and having already made budget cuts — the lure of taking on any job is strong.

Don’t get me wrong. I actually enjoyed my brief time at the gas station. Minus the constant fear of robberies, that is, I loved engaging customers. I was lucky that I had that as a second job. In this economy, any single job is a huge blessing. What more two?

I have voicing projects and social media consultations on the fence so jumping back to the gas station is something I’ve been hoping I wouldn’t have to do again.

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A Life Lesson from Steve Jobs

“Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don’t lose faith. I’m convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You’ve got to find what you love…. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle.”

I came across this quote on my Facebook Wall. It’s from the status update of my former boss quoting Steve Jobs. Lynn Nawata, who used to work for our organization, left us after ten years to become the executive director of one of our compassion ministries in the Philippines, Real LIFE Foundation. She was my most favorite person to work for and with. She’s a great mentor and role model. Our former global communications director now gets to oversee a foundation that provides education scholarships for the underserved of Metro Manila, and she’s madly in love with what she does.

I did a quick Google search to find the source of Mr. Jobs’ quote and found that it’s from the 2005 commencement address of Stanford University.

“I’m convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did.”

I look back at my career and think about these words. I can’t claim that as a child or even as a young adult that I knew without a doubt what I wanted to be when I grew up. Depending on the day or my mood, I wanted to be a doctor, a nurse, an astronaut, a veterinarian, or a writer. The one thing I can claim is that life has had a funny way of putting me where I am today.

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Psyllium, Water, and Ditches

It’s been a week since this year’s Global Leadership Summit from Willow Creek Association and I’ve been doing a lot of thinking on three fronts: career, health, spirit. My unexpected hospital stay couldn’t have been more perfectly timed. Spending a birthday in the hospital because of an emergency allowed me to rethink my life.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not about to wax poetic over my “wake-up call.” I will confess though that turning forty-two with a disease that’s common for people in their sixties did prove sobering. And it didn’t help that when I let myself wander over to Facebook, photos of my high school classmates looking better than they did when we were fourteen to sixteen year olds, added to my lucid, harsh realization that neglecting my body has taken its toll.

By neglect I mean, unhealthy food choices, working twelve to fourteen hour days juggling three jobs, sitting on my butt day in and day out. Every excess came crashing down in one micro-perforation in my large intestine.

I lay flat on my back—literally—for twelve hours on a twelve-inch wide cot in the ER and I let myself fall into God’s arms. I had no more excuses. “I have updates to post!”; “I have three audiobook summaries to record!”; “Emails need to be answered!” I was done, fully spent, and just grateful I didn’t need surgery.

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The One With My Birthday in the Hospital

I spent my birthday at a hospital in Orlando, the city we left in 2009 in exchange for a better job for me in Nashville. The reason of our return to Central Florida was for work with a little bit of pleasure at our organization’s North American Conference at Disney World. I say “we” because Kyera also happens to work at the same office with me but in a different department.

The conference was from Tuesday, July 26, to Friday, July 29, so I flew south on Monday morning to do what I do best: communicate to the world everything that was happening at all the sessions and seminars through our official social networking channels.

I had it all planned out in my head, you see. I used to do remote broadcasts when I worked in radio. These “remotes” involved a small crew of technicians at a long table set with a mixing board and a microphone and an announcer. (We didn’t have a fancy OB van!) Said announcer basically painted a picture with words to get people to come to said location for goodies and treats and possible celebrity sightings. (The very first remote I did was for a fashion show in 1989. Will never forget it.) Now that I don’t have a microphone, I primarily do the same thing, but through Twitter and Facebook: live electronic updates. That was my plan.

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We’re On Again

It’s funny how I drift in and out of my blog always with the threat of staying for good. Like a volatile relationship, I scream I’ll stay if my blog were only prettier, smarter, funnier. It refuses to budge, giving me another excuse to break up with it. Only to come back again, chastised and repentant and inspired to do my half of our relationship better. For now, we’re on again.

As I get older, I’m learning more and more that nothing will ever be perfect and that good enough really is the key to making things happen. I’m glad I came across this post from my Twitter friend, The Laptop Mom, Nika Stewart. It reminded me to stop aiming for perfect. I have no further to look than at my old posts over on Exits and Entrances or on Nashville Mom to confirm this idea. Did the blogosphere notice when my blogs met their untimely deaths? No. Seriously. Have I learned more about myself because of them? Yes, and it makes me cringe. And sigh. Mostly cringe. Will my space here on WordPress be the final destination of my words? Doubtful.

But had I not at least started blogging, I never would have come to where I am now: A little more comfortable in my own skin, and hopefully on my way to actually turning this space into a landing platform for a potential small business.

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And so I’m back from outerspace

Yes. This is one of those proverbial flog-me-for-neglecting-my-blog posts. What excuse do I have this time? I’m not even going to begin to bore you with the details of my crazy schedule.

You like my new theme? Poke around and let me know what you think.

I need to start practicing what I preach so it was inevitable that this poor, widdle, neglected blog would be gettin’ some attention from me sooner than later. It’s finally happened. Sooner.

Before I go any further, let’s get one thing out of the way. Especially if you’re a Filipino reader. (Non-Filipino readers: Filipinos tend to be blunt about a person’s weight and socio-economic status, among other things.) I’m fat. There, I said it. I. Am. Fat.

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My 2010 in Review

The stats helper monkeys at WordPress.com mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here’s a high level summary of its overall blog health:

Healthy blog!

The Blog-Health-o-Meter™ reads Wow.

Crunchy numbers

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A Boeing 747-400 passenger jet can hold 416 passengers. This blog was viewed about 6,100 times in 2010. That’s about 15 full 747s.

In 2010, there were 13 new posts, growing the total archive of this blog to 59 posts. There were 23 pictures uploaded, taking up a total of 20mb. That’s about 2 pictures per month.

The busiest day of the year was November 7th with 714 views. The most popular post that day was Saying Good Bye a Second Time on NU107.

Where did they come from?

The top referring sites in 2010 were facebook.com, stumbleupon.com, twitter.com, adventuresofabeautyqueen.com, and thelmabowlen.blogspot.com.

Some visitors came searching, mostly for zach and joey in the morning, thelma bowlen, zach and joey, claire miranda, and nu 107 goodbye.

Attractions in 2010

These are the posts and pages that got the most views in 2010.

1

Saying Good Bye a Second Time on NU107 November 2010
16 comments and 3 Likes on WordPress.com

2

Life as Joey October 2009
3 comments

3

Zach and Joey were in the Morning April 2007
13 comments

4

About The Pseudo Expat March 2007
14 comments

5

Published Writing October 2009

Saying Good Bye a Second Time on NU107

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In the middle of then Emerald Ave for our Philippine Star interview with Dong Magsajo

I’m listening to the final hours of NU107. They’re online at http://www.nu107fm.com/live-access and if you’re in Manila, they’re on the FM band at 107.5 FM. I think it’s the last station you pick up when you go to the far right. I could be wrong.

Filter’s “Take a Picture” just came on.

I have this on my iPod. It’s part of a playlist I call NU107, filled with songs from my time as a DJ there.

The Zach and Joey logo

I came to NU in 1995 purely for employment reasons. I admit that I only listened to NU sporadically after it opened in 1987. They played Noiseworks and other fare you wouldn’t hear on mainstream pop. NU was a part of my being a radiohead but it wasn’t the only station I listened to. There were only two that I adored: 99.5RT, from as early as my days in high school for being trendsetters, and NU107 because it required a love for alternative rock to enjoy.

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