Showing posts with label Brilliant Ideas and other Ponderings. Show all posts
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Saturday, July 28, 2007

Rules, Rules, Rules...


You know the old adage, "Rules were meant to be broken"? I guess that depends on the rule and the person. I kinda fall in the middle of that. What irks me is not so much the rules, but the total non-enforcing of them. I think, okay, so you have all these rules, but what good is it to have them if they aren't being enforced? Do the "rule-makers" really think people will feel safer or more secure just because the rules are posted? I think not, especially when it's obvious that no one is around to bother doing a thing about "broken rules".
You may ask what prompted this, so let me tell ya... Last weekend we were up in Ohio to go to Cedar Point. Rockin' amusement park, with like, 17 huge, scary roller coasters! Love it, love it, love it! I was also there last year, and noticed, besides all the various signs around the park, in the little map you get of the amusement park all of the "strict rules" are written in that. I was paying very close attention this year, because last year, I'd noticed all the signs, and upon entering the park, I immediately saw all these blatant "violations". For example, it's posted everywhere that this is a FAMILY park, and that anyone caught wearing clothing with crude or "distasteful" writing on it, or anything racist or gang related, will immediately be ejected from the park. Last year, right after I saw that, I saw a man walk by with something on his t-shirt that I won't even repeat here. I don't get easily offended, but I couldn't help but think that this is indeed a "family" park, all these kids running around, and this guy has this really offensive statement on his shirt. And again, I don't offend easily, and it was partly because it was within this particular environment that I saw it.
So, back to this year. At every, single line, there are signs throughout, while you're waiting in line, that say, "Anyone caught jumping in line (as in someone holding a place for them, etc.) will be immediately ejected from the park", and "smoking in lines is cause for immediate ejection from park." There are also signs all around that say none of the afore-mentioned "literature" on clothing is allowed. This gave me cause to thoroughly pay attention this time, and WOW - it kinda shocked me, and it kinda irked me too. They are "very strict" about smoking there, and smoking is allowed only in designated areas, and if you look at the map, it will tell you where each one is. I can't tell you how many people I saw who were smoking in lines, smoking at eating tables, and smoking anywhere in the park while walking from one attraction to the next. I thought for sure I'd see someone get "busted", but alas no. Now I myself am a smoker, and I was trying to find the designated smoking areas, many of which weren't where the map said they were. I watched this go on constantly all day. I also saw a handful of people "jump line", and I saw my fair share of things on clothing, that by Cedar Point's "rules", should never have been allowed. In fact, since they claim to be so strict, I don't know how the people got in with the "inappropriate" clothing in the first place. Another thing for which I saw signs for everywhere, was that no one was allowed to walk around in bathing suits. There is a water park there, so naturally many people wear their suits, but it's plainly stated all over that they must be covered up. I can't count the number of people I saw "violating" this one. Some were little kids, running around and riding normal (non-water park) rides with their little tiny bathing suits. Some I saw were "tweens", wearing very revealing bikini tops with shorts, and some were people who really shouldn't be walking around in a bathing suit in public, but were doing it nonetheless - in broad daylight, away from the water park. Once I started paying attention to this, it was kinda driving me crazy. Now I've always been quite the "little rebel" as far as "authority" is concerned, and while I never did anything bad, I've always had the attitude that "you can't tell me what to do", and if I was going to do something anyway, and someone told me I had to do it, I wouldn't do it, just for spite. But this whole scenario got me to thinking about rules. Why on earth would you make such a pretense of this, and why would anyone have all these strict, unquestionable rules, when A) no one seemed to be following them, B) no one seemed to care, and C) no one was around to make sure they were followed. It was on such a large scale too, once I paid attention to it. The kicker here is, at the end of the day, when it was dark and a lot of the rides were closing, I sat down on a bench, first noticing that there were other smokers in the vicinity, and was finally going to enjoy a cigarette. I didn't get much farther than two puffs when a "park official" tapped me on the shoulder and said, "Ma'am, this is not a designated smoking area. You need to put that out." I laughed. What else could I do? Go on a long rant of all the "rule breaking" I'd seen all day? Nah, that's not my style. I just looked at him like he was crazy, laughed out loud, and put it out (And of course put the butt in the trash can). But you see my point...
It's like the community I live in, THE POOL has been a matter of contention since I moved in. There is a huge, long list of "pool rules" hanging on the wall. I have witnessed every, single one of them being abused, including the large sign itself being completely vandalized, dirty diapers (!!??) being left on the ground, the trash overflowing, kids who are way too young to be on their own at the pool there without adult supervision, and people who don't even live in this community having others unlock the door for them so they can come on in. It's not pleasant, especially when it's a rather large community and the pool is so tiny - seriously, I've been in hot tubs bigger than this pool! So again I wonder, why all the fuss about making all the rules when there is absolutely no one around to make them stick?! I think it might even be better off without the rules. Seriously! What tween kid isn't a rebel? I'd say the vast majority of them lives by "rules were meant to be broken". I'd also say that without the rules, the kids (and other "rebels") would be less likely to vandalize and break the rules. Ya know? I think since they are posted, and no one is around to make sure they are followed, many people enjoy breaking them, and seeing how much they could get away with.
I dunno. It's just a thought. A long and rambling thought, but a thought nonetheless.
Whew! Okay, so now that I've made peace with the whole "rules" thing, I can get back to being my normal, silly, giggly self!

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Instant Karma?

I just had, what I'd call, an unusual experience; at least for me it was. Let's preface this by saying that I only (generally) give to animal charities, I don't even make eye contact with "pan-handlers", and I generally avoid the Salvation Army person ringing the bell. It's not that I'm not a deeply compassionate person, I just don't have a lot of money, especially at the moment, and the "save the animals" cause has always been #1 in my book. As far as people asking for money on the streets, I'm just uncomfortable being accosted, so I try to avoid the situation altogether. Well, I just ran into the grocery store for a couple of items today. When I came out, I saw this large black dog, with a little white on it's face. See? That's all I saw - just the dog. Then I wondered if it was waiting for someone, if someone was with it, etc. Then I saw it was on a leash and a woman was sitting down holding the other end. Right about the time I noticed this, I man walked right up to me. He said, "I'm so sorry to bother you, but we are trying to get to Fayeteville NC, we have our dog with us, our car is all packed, and we need money for gas." Normally, I would have not even reacted, but for one thing - The Dog, and there was something genuine about this guy's plea. I don't know what it was. My own personal philosophy is that life is too short to talk to people you don't want to talk to. Enough strangers coming up to you in a bar when you are clearly talking to someone else, and that about does it. Well again, for me anyway. I don't trust most people too much, and I don't even really trust my own instincts, reactions, or first impressions most of the time. Sad, but true. But there was something in this man's eye's, and I have no idea what. I wasn't uncomfortable talking to him, and for what ever reason I totally believed him. He said, "I hate to ask, but if you have anything. Even a dollar. Anything will help." I literally had one dollar in my purse, and I told him that, saying, "I'm happy to give you my last dollar, just make sure the dog has water!" He said, "Oh, he's got bowl right here." They were sitting in the shade and there was a large metal bowl of water for the dog. Maybe my whole reaction was to the dog, and the "gut feeling" that these people, no matter how broke they were, how hot it was, how important the family member was to them who'd died - these people - were putting their animal first, like they were all in it together. I know this seems really odd, and I can't explain it myself. They were obviously not drunk or on drugs, they seemed sincere that they hated to ask for anything, and they seemed so genuinely thankful for the dollar. I'm not usually a "sucker" when it comes to "hard luck" stories (unless, of course, there's an animal involved, in which case you won't find a bigger sucker!). The whole experience just seemed so out-of-place, that I didn't even think twice about it. This is not an area where you'd see anyone who is homeless, or outside a store asking for money. I wished them good luck and went on my way, and the three of them sat there, smiling, and saying "Thank you", the old black dog even wagging his tail when I pet him on the head.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

1000 things that make me Happy

Okay, so this may take a while. Well, who knows? Maybe not? These are the random thoughts that go through my head. I was just laying in bed, not able to go to sleep, b/c my brain apparently decided that it wasn't ready yet. So I was thinking about a lot of things, and singing a few different songs in my head, and as often happens lately, a song from Fiddler on the Roof kept coming to me, and I was thinking about the line, in the song "To Life", that says, "May you live to see a thousand reasons to rejoice..." and I was thinking, "wow - I've probably had way more than that, so I thought I'd start a list, in no particular order, of 1000 things that have made me happy, or My thousand reasons to "rejoice".
1. puppy breath
2. laughter
3. musicals
4. daisies
5. free and unexpected vacations
6. when my friends understand my "language" and are able to explain to others concisely
7. meeting new and interesting people
8. randomly running into an old friend I haven't seen in years
9. listening to music that literally takes me back to a certain time
10. Nora
11. Mom and Dad
12. the unconditional love of a dog
13. riding a horse on the beach in the Dominican Republic
14. seeing a credit card with the last name "Kafka" on it, showing it to my friend George and realizing that thankfully he knew who Kafka was, and asking the man who's card it was if he was any relation to Franz Kafka, and he looked at me, surprised that I knew who Franz Kafka was, and said, yes he was related to him
15. Ronnie, and how he loved me unconditionally
16. Robert because of how silly and hysterically wacky he was
17. Lee, for all of about a million reasons
18. roller coasters
19. the smell of Tahiti
20. seeing the Duomo in Florence for the first time
to be continued...

21. convertible rides on a beautiful day
22. driving a 5-speed car
23. having priceless pictures of friends and family through the years
24. Joy, who not only fits her name, but who literally saved my life
25. a really good drummer
26. watching Grease 2, laughing at how cheesy it is all the while loving it anyway, and singing all the songs and speaking all the lines along with the movie
27. Jeremy
28. really bad American Idol auditions
29. a good hair day
30. new shoes
31. sparkly things
32. pretty, bright colors
33. works of art you're drawn to and aren't quite sure why
34. the Complete Works of Shakespeare
35. Mrs. Bradley, my 12th grade AP English teacher and confidante
36. Mrs. Marx, my 3rd grade teacher who told the funniest stories of her childhood and read us one Greek myth every single day
37. Carole Lombard movies, especially 'My Man Godfrey'
38. discovering a new, totally unique jewelry artist
39. Celena's pottery
40. wandering around Forest Lawn

41. peprooms and musheronis
42. Guam
43. Good brakes!!
44. Uma
45. freedom
46. thoughtfulness in others
47. driving around on a perfect day in the convertible
48. people who are willing to be in the medical and veterinary field
49. British Humour!
50. my quirky sense of humor and how I look at things
51. my education (haven't done a thing with it, but wouldn't trade it for anything!)
52. a really good, rich cup of coffee
53. the perfect Coca Cola
54. People who appreciate "silly"

41. my sense of humor
42. my intact long-term memory

Wednesday, July 4, 2007

How to Attain World Peace. No, Seriously!!

This is Nora. (Say "hi", Nora!!). This girl is the best friend anyone could ever hope to have. Just ask anyone who is lucky enough to be her friend!! She calls me "Bunny". She has a nickname for everyone in her life. I'm so used to Bunny, I hardly answer to my own name anymore. She's completely selfless, will do anything, above and beyond, for her family and friends, never thinking about herself. No matter what is going on with her, you'd rarely even know it if she's upset b/c she puts everyone before her. She's the best caregiver-takeing-care-of-drunk-friends-making-sure-they-don't-lose-anything-picture-taking-driver-personal-assistant-best-pal-makes-you-laugh-constantly-friend-EVER!!!! And I'm not even exaggerating! I'm certain that World Peace would be attainable if everyone on the planet had a friend like Nora. Of course, that would get pretty pricey. I have no idea how much it would cost to clone someone, especially that many times. I do know that it's $250,000 to clone a Golden Retriever...

with Christy

with Christy
"Best Travel Partner EVER"

Nora and Lady Agatha

Nora and Lady Agatha

My 2 Fave "Js"

My 2 Fave "Js"

Mom and 2 of her Wayward children

Mom and 2 of her Wayward children

The Staredown

The Staredown

With Nora

With Nora

4-wheelin' in the DR

4-wheelin' in the DR

About Me

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Here's hoping having a blog will help lead me to the adventures that are out there awaiting me. I want to do something with my writing, my creativity, my skills. I just lost a job that I hated, and am so much better off for it!! It's the new me! Or rather, the OLD me! Yippee! I love the Arts, 1920's and 1930's Cinema, the Theatre, The BOB and SHERI SHOW (!), all animals, my friends, and my family. And music!! Good music, which of course is subjective, but that's another thought for another day. At the moment, I guess this is just about me, and where to go from here, and to see if constantly writing out my wandering thoughts will eventually lead to good! Can't hurt, right? I certainly was not doing myself or the Universe ANY good droning away at that "job"! Anyone willing to come along on this ride? I'll let you off if you change your mind. It is, in effect, the journey through My mind, and I am sure that's a scary place for others to be! It's like one of my favorite quotes - don't know whose, since i really saw it on a tee shirt, but it fits me to a, um, well... a TEE: "I live in my own little world, but that's okay - they know me here!"