Sep
26
perpetually random thoughts on the things i observe
Sep
26
as much as i wanted to watch football, i could not tolerate watching monday night football last night. “why?” you may ask. well, i wanted to watch football, but espn made monday night football into a katrina-fest. now, i don’t want to sound cold-hearted. what happened during katrina was devestating. and yes, it’s great that the saints are back in the dome. but the commentators spoke of nothing but that. i wanted them to commentate on the game, but they continued to talk about the devestation. and then the commercials were even more about guilting us all into giving more. the entire thing seemed as if there was no football game, but only a gathering of new orleans natives together again after years of being apart.
well, all i wanted was to watch football–not to hear how hard it is for everyone to survive. l2p newb.
Sep
24
i think i tend to blog more when i don’t have anyone to shoot the shit with. for instance, when i travel by myself, i will typically chronicle via blog more often. this was the case last week in boston. i suppose it’s because i’m not content only to mull things over in my head. i have to get it out into some arena for a small possible amount of discussion. otherwise, i start thinking too much…
but i babble. bloggle. lol.
Sep
23
i got back from boston last night without incident. in fact, that was pretty much how the entire week went — without incident. i’m glad.
i met some really interesting people on my trip though.
Kevin: on the plane ride up, i met kevin who works for BoA in one of their vast IT groups. turns out he might be an interesting networking opportunity. we had an interesting discussion on the makeup of IT departments and the possibilities there. we’ll see where this connection goes.
Pinku: for the entire week, pinku taught the class was in boston for, which was basically on architecting distributed system in .net 2.0. he is very knowledgeable on the subject, and gave me lots of ideas for methods of implementing systems at my company. he just completed his doctorate, and we started discussing all the things surrounding getting a PhD. (reasons for getting one, etc.). i enjoyed the class and the opportunity to meet this
intelligent fellow.
Jeff: on monday night, i went to the hotel bar after dinner to watch monday night football. there, i drank too many cosmos, and met jeff who was working at the hotel at the front desk. he’s an eagles fan and is actually from philly (didn’t get why they had him in boston for a period). he was impressed by my knowledge of football (i.e. that madden was no longer on monday night football duty…fraunies!), and we spent a good bit lamenting pittsburgh’s loss to the jags.
Sox Fan at 99: 99 restaurant is a sister chain to O’Charley’s (from what i could gather), and a colleague had recommended it to me while i was in boston. so i took a chance, and stopped in for dinner one night. the red sox were playing minnesota, and though i’m not a baseball fan, i was watching the game over my meal and beers. this red-haired young fella started a conversation about the game, and we talked a little about being fans of our respective sports (me: football, he: baseball). he was an electrician’s apprentice from woburn (burb of boston where we were). didn’t get his name, but he was a nice bostonian who crossed my path.
Robert & Glen: i typically don’t talk to many people in these training classes, but when robert and glen showed up at subway during a lunchbreak, we decided to eat together. it was better than not talking to anyone during the week. they were from Tulsa, OK, and seemed to be my age, which was cool. we mostly talked about football (fantasy football in particular) and cars. on their suggestion, i spent the last few hours i had in boston at the USS Constitution. it was well worth the trip. thanks, guys.
Brad: my flight home was delayed 20 minutes, so i decided to stop at a bar near my gate. between only 2 bars and delayed flights all over the place, the bars were packed. i chose to stand in line at the fox sports bar, and wait my turn for a seat, not expecting to get one anytime soon. smalltalk ensued with this weary traveller behind me. within the bar, there were many solo traveller’s. when a table for 2 became available, i told this fellow behind me that if he didn’t mind sharing a table, i didn’t either. so that’s what we did. it worked out nicely. over smalltalk, i found out brad works for nasa on experiment/system integration. basically, he works on taking all the pieces of the various experiments that are done on missions and puts it all together, giving all parties involved information on quirks, bugs, workarounds, etc. he was really neat to talk to. turns out he went to cornell and stanford, at which i was impressed. but he quickly put my impression to rest saying that all ivy league doesn’t necessarily mean better education. he explained most people go to those schools for themselves. whether that’s a good reason or not is not my call. brad was a good spirit, and i’m glad our paths crossed.
funny story: at the table, brad was working on his laptop, and i was reading my book. we really were just sharing a table and smalltalk. the waiter had no idea what our situation was nor did he have any reason to. about halfway into the 2nd beer, he came by and scolded brad by saying, “dude you should put that laptop away! i’m sure your girlfriend over here doesn’t appreciate being ignored!” i’m sure we both blushed as we realized how it must’ve looked. then i told him that we had just met. he replied with “oh so you’re on the 10 second dating thing, eh?!” brad and i laughed as the waiter left sheepishly. i later deduced that brad is married (i was relieved…didn’t want him to get the wrong idea), and i was able to communicate i’m in a most-successful relationship as well.

Francis: i finally got home, and picked up the car in the remote lot. on my way out, this parking attendant was particularly chatty. the first thing he said to me was “well, i just got to shake the hand of the nice lady before you. am i gonna have to shake yours too?” i replied, “it may just be your lucky day!” we conversed a little about his wife getting jealous and what my boyfriend would think (shaking hands? lol @ harmless). he noticed my fat book, and asked me about reading and such. turns out he sells books of various types online. he gave me his e-mail address so i could contact him about a deal on any book i’m looking for at the time. how neat!
all in all, this trip was very different in terms of my social interactions. where i used to keep to myself, i was much more open to chatting with people about whatever they felt like. and i felt enlightened by doing so. i think you can learn something from each person you meet.
currently playing: AZWETHINKWEIZ – incubus
posting time: 5 hours (kept getting interrupted)
Sep
21
this is perhaps one of my favorite plants that i’ve been successful with so far in my plant-care journies. the purple velvet plant, aka purple passion vine.
i had been purusing the plant selection at lowe’s, and noticed the bargain bin. i prefer plants that are unusual and interesting. this small specimen caught my eye. it didn’t look healthy, and i think i got it half off. there were about 4 stems, but only 1 looked worthwhile. i decided to take a chance.
sure enough, only 1 of the stems survived, but boy did it take off! i didn’t know it was a vine at the time. i didn’t know much about plants at all. but i had read that this one prefers bright light, particularly direct morning light (not the hot afternoon sun). when it really began taking off, i didn’t quite know what to do because it “vined” so much.
soon, i read that you must cut them back to keep them bushy. propogating them is simple…make a cutting by cutting a stem off that’s around 4-6 inches long. place the cutting in soil, and water regularly. optionally, you can use root hormone, but i’ve not had to for any of the purple velvet plant cuttings i’ve done.
these plants are a little particular about watering. the roots will rot if overwatered, but you want to water them just after the surface soil has dried. i water them lightly, and moderately often (every couple of days). cutting them back or pinching the tips of new growth will keep the plant bushier than viny. though mine hasn’t bloomed yet, the purple velvet plant produces smelly orange flowers.
Sep
21
the following was written during my sushi dinner tonight after an afternoon of reading more of the wisdom of insecurity. DISCLAIMER: this book is not for everyone. if you have a fairly negative outlook on life or are not ready to be open-minded about your religion/philosophy, you should NOT read this book yet.
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7:39pm EDT 9/21/06 Shilla Korean & Japanese Restaurant (down the street from MIT)
sweet nectar of the gods
Originally uploaded by madethelflintz0r.
thinking that i yearn for days
that did not come
thinking that i had done the other
but shunning that
thinking of a time not lost
caught in yesterday
but not right now.
presence is reality
past, future don’t exist
only a fleeting memory
a motionless picture
of a rapidly moving moment
taken out of context.
you think you know
but stop thinking and know!
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does it matter?
does it exist?
does it exist seperately?
does it exist seperately from me?
the question is not “what is the meaning,” but “what is the existence.”
Sep
20
today’s quote (determined by me!): “…trying to please the brain is like trying to drink through your ears.” –Alan Watts, The Wisdom of Insecurity
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sweet house in sweden.
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new favorite gardening site! their instructional article on how to plant an amaryllis bulb has inspired me to make that a goal for this year.
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i can’t stand anderson cooper. i haven’t watched many of his broadcasts because i simply can’t stomach the pretentious attitude he exudes. argh. really gets under my skin…so much so, i won’t even link him. you’ll have to do that work lol.
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i posted a few more pics of today’s adventures, which were not much to speak of (since i babbled on last night).
Sep
19
i wasn’t going to post tonight (sorry shep), but i’m laying on my hotel bed watching all the crappy primetime re-runs by myself. posting is better than anything.
today was unusual. drank 3 or 4 too many cosmos last night (great hotel bartender), and was regretting it this morning. i finally got my belly under control, went to class, and was bored out of my mind. talked about security and networking, and i really couldn’t focus.
once class got out, the adventure began. 5pm on a tuesday evening in boston – what shall i do? i came back to the hotel and did a quick google search on boston. found a nifty, interactive map, and checked all the museums, but alas they all closed at 5 or 6. i finally settled on checking out the Faneuil Hall Market Place since there’d be shopping (even the tomboys have to do it sometimes) and plenty of food.
the drive was short, and traffic wasn’t bad. i didn’t have a map–only my decent sense of direction (thank god!). and the marketplace was quaint. it had the moderness of a mall with the quaintness of cafes. weather was good, and vendors were in full sales-mode.
i did a little shopping. bought a laughing buddha, and found some novelty stores/items. other fun finds were the gigantic spinner watches, the bubbly lighting, and a giant chinese takeout box purse. once i made the rounds of the marketplace, i decided on a place to eat.
mccormick and schmick’s looked a little upscale, but i really need to get some more fresh new england seafood. i’m guessing the tuna was fresh…it better had been since it was served practically rare–the only way to eat tuna. it was very spicy and very tasty.
i finished the meal off with a dessert, which is unusual. but i hadn’t eaten lunch, so i splurged. mmmm. upside-down apple pie for the win! i found my way back to woburn without incident, and have been here since. and now this post has taken 30 minutes to write.
now i remember why i wasn’t posting that often. lololol.
Sep
18
Sep
18

Struggle as we may, “fixing” will never make sense out of change. The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance.
–Alan W. Watts, The Wisdom of Insecurity
Sep
18
i hate it when headlines directly contradict the content of the article. in an article titled “Pluto Gets New Name, as Does ‘Xena’”, the following quote appears:
“There is no intention of changing the name,” IAU President Catherine Cesarsky said. “The number assigned is just for tables.”
they’re changing the number for referential data. they’re not changing pluto’s name. retards.
Sep
17
so now i’m in boston. so far, the trip has been interesting. i’ve been stared at more than usual (in my opinion), and even cat-called by teenagers (they looked it anyway) outside the hotel. connected with an IT manager at BoA on the plane, and i got a good way through my book. i <3 neil stephenson. very fascinating.
travelling by myself is fun. there are no limitations on what i can do. i got a sweet ’07 maxima as a rental car, and it has all kinds of gadgets and gizmos built-in. a nice little daily driver, if you ask me. and boston is pretty cool so far. can’t wait till i can see it in the daytime.
what’s even better is that i hooked up with more friends (4 or 5 in one day!) on myspace. i really am not a fan of myspace as a whole, but if it’s the only way i’ll keep up with these people, then it’s not so bad. i can overlook the overt ignorance of all web design standards (lololololol).
just randomness…no links. sorry. 4 beers + travelling all afternoon = sleepy rach.
<3
Sep
17
i have posted the pics i took a weekend or two ago when we went to topsail island, nc for josh and brandi’s wedding. josh is one my best friends, and used to be a roommate. now he’s hitched, and should be back from his honeymoon by now. congrats! and may they have a long and happy life together!!
edit 9/21/06: the link above was wrong, but has since been corrected. my apologies.
Sep
17
i had such a beautiful saturday yesterday!!
first, i went to ashtanga at 9am. i thought i might not be so glad i did it, considering i didn’t get to sleep in. but what i found was that i woke up sans alarm at 8am (since i’m used to getting up a little earlier anyway). so i rolled outta’ bed, threw on workout clothes, brushed my teeth and headed out the door. holy crap what an awesome practice it was! i felt GREAT afterwards.
next, i came home, and spent some quality time with my man before he had to leave for work.
i then met my friend, jill, for beauty supply shopping and lunch. jill was one of the most influential people (still is) in my life during some difficult times, and i cherish her. we worked together several years ago, but have managed to keep in touch. she’s a beautiful person, and one that i look up to. i wanna be like her when i grow up.
i left jill’s house around 3:30 or so, and called my friend lily ’cause we had planned to hang out in the afternoon/evening. did a little shopping, and picked up a cute little fountain that i’ll probably take into work for our office (lily and i share an office at work, but have become friends as well). so then i headed to lily’s part of town. ended up joining her and her friend for beers at a british pub. then went back to her house and drank some more. got tore up, watched willy wonka and the chocolate factory (the OG, not the johnny depp shit), and ate pizza.
i had so much fun! i had a grin on my face throughout the entire day.
to all my teachers throughout the day, namaste!
Sep
14
how do you know when someone is ready to hear criticism? at what point do you sense that he is ready to hear something that isn’t something he wants to hear?
several years ago, i would’ve just come right out and said what i observed. but i know better now. sometimes, people aren’t ready to hear things, so they won’t be perceptive to anything that you’re saying. all they will hear is negative criticism. but some people are ready for that.
in my journey, i have realized that people are stubborn and are not typically willing to see other perspectives. some people are, and those are the people i truly enjoy conversing with (as opposed to conversating lol). those who are not open to other perspectives are more of a challenge (obviously), and there are so many types of these people. they give different clues as to when they’re ready to be open… some will ask for a new idea or criticism when they’re ready. others will not come right out and say it, but indicate with body language or other cues that they are ready to listen. i think perhaps there are 2 other major groups. those who are not at all willing to open to other ideas/criticism–i maintain only associations with these people. and those who are willing, but are unable to indicate it clearly.
but really i’m just guessing.
i’m really struggling with how to deal with some situations at work that are causing anguish amongst the group (bosses, politics, unhappy co-workers…the usual). i want to fix it, and i can’t. i have very little control of the situation, in fact (also, as usual).
perhaps all i can do right now is send the situations/people some positive energy. that’s about the only influence i have, i think. /sigh
Sep
10
this showed up in the random flickr surfing this evening.
rip ||
Sep
10
what a great “twist” to a football game! i think it’s because eli and peyton have likely been playing football against each other their entire lives. even i played football (among other sports) with my brothers. i wasn’t very good at it, but i knew the basic premise (not bad for a 6-yr-old little girl) and how to get around my dad with a football.
eli (the younger) just threw a touchdown. love it when you can get a shot in at the older brother lol. /cheer
Sep
7
funny because this is one of the words i’ve blacklisted from the comments on this blog (in order to catch spam comments).
(note: this is not a gambling site, but an interesting blog entry by one of my favorite designers)
Sep
4
Sep
3
so i did get quoted in a pointless article in follow-up to the bermuda vs. fescue grass problem in one of the mini-neighborhoods in the massive neighborhood i live in.
Highland Creek resident Rachel wrote in an e-mail that residents should know the rules before they move in. “When you move into Highland Creek, you’re bound to the rules of the neighborhood,” she said. “There’s nothing hidden about that, and I think the whole thing is ridiculous. There are better things to squabble about than what type of grass to grow.”
and one chicky-poo who’s apparently one of the “victims” of this heinous issue didn’t exactly agree with me!!!! ***cue mellodramatic music***
Yes, I’ll `squabble’ over abuse of my lawn
In response to “Residents say they didn’t know about fescue grass provision” (Aug. 19):
When I bought my house in the Dominion Crossing neighborhood, I assumed my builder was in compliance with the Highland Creek Community Association’s rules.
Rachel Kendall might think this grass issue is worth “squabbling about” if it were her lawn to be killed off by a blanket of herbicide.Laura Vinton, Charlotte
lolol. that’s what you get for assuming, bitch. when i got the 100 page hoa agreement, i read that shit to avoid problems like this. assume nothing when signing a contract lol.