It’s 3:30 in the morning and the rain has woke me. I can’t help, but hear it’s relentlessness, on my tin roof. It use to be louder, until I let an asshole stay here, for a while and he insulated over my bedroom, which had become his temporary bedroom. The sound of the rain brings joy to my heart. It promotes contemplation. It heals me. It washes the earth.
That guy was a pain in my ass.
When I was young, on a Saturday afternoon, in the middle of this neighborhood, looking to score, at the local tavern, The Island Bar, and found myself surrounded by police cars, I was shocked to be white.It was so obvious. They were there to break up a fight, I was really wishing I was a different color. They looked at me, cutting their eyes, saying, “what the hell are you doing here?”
Most people enjoy a pat on the back; a bit of recognition for their hard work. I know I do. But at the same time, in this instance, it feels like whoops. More people will read my blog. My writing is somewhat like my conversations. I’m never quite sure what I’m going to say. Attention can be scary.
I am honored to be nominated for the Liebster Award by The Beauty Within. This blog touts itself as, The Twisted random thoughts of a 20 something year old. A Girl Named Dee, the author, lives in rural Zambia and studies computer science. She is also a talented fashion designer. I began reading her blog when I started writing mine. I think I enjoyed the spontaneity of it, and her youthful perspective. Thank you very much Beauty Within.
The Rules of the Liebster Award are as follows:
Thank your Liebster Blog Award Presenter
Answer 11 questions from your nominator, list 11 random facts about yourself, and create 11 questions for the nominee to answer.
Present the Liebster Award to 11 Blogs with 2oo or less followers; someone you feel deserves to be noticed and leave a comment on their blog, letting them know they have been chosen.
Copy and paste the blog award in your sidebar.
I begin with answering 11 questions.
Questions asked by The Beauty Within:
Have you ever been mean to someone who didn’t deserve it? After examining my conscience, I would have to say no.
What is your favorite movie ever? I have two, Billy Jack and Walking Tall. In both movies the hero kicked the butts of people who deserved to have their butts kicked. I saw those movies so many times, I knew the dialogue.
Would you rather give up technology for a year, or live a year eating nothing but tripe? I would gladly forego technology. There would have to be nothing but tripe to eat, for me to succumb to animal intestines, for my nutrition.
Do you believe in stuff like soul mates and love of my life? I definitely believe in soul mates. I have been married to mine for thirty years. He has been my one and only true love.
What kind of blogs do you like? Blogs that I like don’t have to be any particular theme, but they do have to be genuine and interesting. I tend to like the character of the person writing.
Are you a dog person or a cat person? Having to choose, I will say dog. But even dogs, I have to warm up to.
If there is a novel and a movie based on that novel, soon to be released, do you read the novel, or do you just say ” I willwait for the movie”? Definitely, I watch the movie. I love the movies.
What’s the first site you go to as soon as you get on the computer? Facebook, what else?
If you could spend the day with anyone for a day, who would it be and why? My daughter, because I haven’t seen her in a long time.
What do you miss more if it isn’t there, water or electricity? Water!
Do you love watching series, is so what is your favorite at the moment? I watch two television series, one that follows the other and they both make me laugh like crazy. BIG BANG is the best.
For the right amount of money, would you go over Niagra Falls in a barrel~what would the right amount of money be?
Do you prefer the sunrise or sunset?
Do you read the blogs that you “like”?
From what I understand, this is all quite tongue in cheek. The Liebster award is a way for blogs to be further circulated and for bloggers to recognize their peers. I know that a few I have chosen will opt-out on this award, but some will gladyly accept. I participated, partly because it was another challenge, also it is an opportunity for me to have some fun. Rule #62-don’t take yourself so seriously.
The blogs that I choose to pass this torch to are:
It seems I have given myself yet another job, where I work for FREE.
My unpaid jobs pay me in a way that money cannot provide.
I enjoy writing my blog. I think it’s because it is socializing. I connect with people I will never see and never know, except through their writing and their pictures.
I read other people’s blogs and yes, we are all stories. There are three that have affected me recently; The Skeptical Teenager, The Beauty Within and another one that I can’t find again. I thought for sure I liked one of her posts, but it’s not on file. She was a woman whose grammar didn’t exist. She wrote in the vernacular and her blog was the story of her life. She only had four posts and I couldn’t believe it~she had 78 followers.
Writing is powerful.
It is art.
It is informative.
It can take you apart and it can put you back together.
I can’t imagine not blogging almost every day, can you?
OK, that’s an outright lie.
I can imagine not blogging almost every day.
It almost feels luxurious. It feels wide-open, limitless, free. It feels like you’d have time to create wise posts. You’d sound just like Confucius. You could edit your posts properly. You could use gramatically-correct language. You would use exclamation marks and ellipses and parenthesis sparingly, if at all.
Readers would stop by your blog and nod with amazement, “What a wise blogger! We should subscribe to her Wise Blog. Her pearly words of wisdom will tremendously enrich our days, when she chooses to publish.”
You wouldn’t use a double negative in your first sentence. (Remember Grammar 101? Do not use a double negative in your first sentence, your last sentence or any sentence in between. That involves words like “can’t” and “not” in the same breath. Miss…