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Twitter, Google+, FaceBook, Instagram…

and all of the other social media outlets, what purpose do they serve?

Before, I share my opinion, my belief I’ve two other pieces of business.

First piece, Cathy you are a delight! Thank you for being you! You’ve been a source of inspiration and encouragement and I really really appreciate you. Thank you.

Second piece, THANK YOU ALL FOR READING, COMMENTING and LIKING my various posts. THANK YOU ALL FOR FOLLOWING! I really appreciate it!

Now, I know that we each have our respective uses for these and other various social media websites. (ZOMG! I just realised that I’m writing this on #selfiesocialmediacleanse day. Well, I had no intent on participating anyway…) I can’t answer why you use them, but that question made me ask myself. So here are my answers…as they come to me.

Twitter – music, television shows, news related stuff, “peace” related stuff, comic book stuff, general gripes that I can make in 140 characters or less. As my UK guru so eloquently put it, I use the Twitter for my “Irritation haiku.” ✌️😄 #Twitter #Tweets

Google+ – that was going to be my #Facebook replacement. However, for some reason, it just didn’t take off… for me at least. I post to it, when I recall or when given the option to share from another site. #GooglePlus #Google #GoogleCircles #Hangouts

Facebook – ok, with the exception of a few musicians, You Tube “friends” and some others, #Facebook is reserved for old friends (these are people who know my complete name), family and those like-family. I will admit that there are a few “others” out there who have “slipped” through the cracks. I’ve one or two “friends” who how we became FB friends is a mystery to us, but the friendship seems to serve whatever need we have. I post family related items, garden related items, “feel good,” something to think about posts. (At least that’s what I think I’m posting)

Let’s see, where else am I?

Instagram – Well, I fancy myself a photographer, so I post photos. The majority of them are snaps taken by me. I also post screen-captures of games and perhaps other pics that struck my eye…oops, caught my eye is the proper term. I’ve discovered, food, the dogs, animals in general and nature shots are my favourite. I like taking pictures of people, but for the most part, unless they are striking (don’t look like everyone else) I’m not really interested in taking snaps of people. Hummmmm

Flickr – See above. Here, I also post some of my “art.” Digitally manipulated images.

Tumblr – Photos, TV stuff, music. It is a hodgepodge of stuff. It is also a NSFW place for me. I almost never know what will be on the photo stream. Actually I do, but you’ll have to wait for it….

Stumble Upon– more this and that. A serious hodgepodge site. I don’t think I post anything there…on purpose. I very rarely if ever even visit.

Jeepers creepers, I’m getting exhausted just thinking about the sites. So, because I’m getting lazy and tired, let’s start wrapping this up!

No matter where I am on the interwebs…
(SoundTracking, Songza, TuneInRadio, Spotify, Swarm, Foursquare, Pinterest, Nextdoor, Skype, Yelp! are also sites. They just came to me. 🙂

I tend to “attract” those same core types of people. Those people who embrace, that different path. Those people who realise, or who are beginning to realise that “you are NOT what you own.”

I believe that what we do, from the largest thing to the smallest thing; I believe, that we leave a bit of our energy…a bit of ourselves, our “true” selves behind. Our blogs, photo sites, YouTube channels, are but an extension of ourselves. On these sites, we plant seeds of thought…and a seed, once planted and properly attended and under the “proper” conditions will grow, bloom and their blooms hopefully spread more seeds of thought.

A few days/weeks ago I made the decision to only post “helpful,” “uplifting”‘posts. I grew tired of and am still tired of the constant reminders that man is on the path to self destruction…all over the bounty of a planet that can and sustain us all – – if we take better care of her. So that is what I’m now using my social media webs to capture now (there we go! Back to the weaving. Weaving/planting…..I’m rambling)

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A pui tardí amici!

I AM of peace!

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It’s kinda…odd…kinda strano…

To have strangers, strangers who have been allowed to enter your “world” (or at least one of your worlds,) via glimpses of thoughts posted here or there; “know” you and comment on things long since forgotten and to express…

So, a few questions..

is there a point in time when we “become” our online identities?

is your online identity the “authentic” you or a self perception?

have you ever been called out by a “fan” to prove that you “walk the walk and talk the talk?

have you ever wondered “is this, what I’m doing worth it?” but that then leads to other questions.

i’m just curious.

hummm, now shifting gears…

i am going to admit something that some may have already guessed.

i have issues.


yes, i am aware that if one is alive, one has issues. mine are special… 🙂 😆

but there are times when there is a disconnect -brain – no, tactful brain and mouth. there are times when human behaviour baffles the bejeebers out of me. one would think I was reared by emotionless androids or something.

the other day, someone expressed “love.”
not fully understanding, i tried to gloss over it. it did not make sense. “i must have misunderstood,” i thought.
REPEAT
ok, so i did not misunderstand. continue
“so you’re just going to ignore what I said?”
“thank you.”
” ‘thank you’ ???”
“i do not know how to respond.” i really didn’t.

INSERT CHIRPING CRICKETS

to make a longer story shorter, after being told why i was stunned.

as a rule, i don’t tell people how to feel or what to feel it’s not my place to tell anyone how they should feel. in this case. i could not remain silent.

“you do not know me to feel this way. we’ve never met and most likely never will. if my banter and conversations have lead you to believe otherwise, i apologise. but , if you look at it realistically, i am – to you, as you are – to me, a collection of photographs, screen captures and witticisms that don’t even scratch the surface of who we are. for you to say what you said makes no sense to me and continued discussion will only make me uncomfortable.”

that’s the gist of my reply. then the reply to the reply. then I stopped because continued discourse would only add paraffin to the fire.

this is the reason for the above q and a.

but now i am left with questions…not about that – that was just silly. but I wonder how many online “relationships (of romantic nature)” begin as such? there isn’t any way such a thing can last, can it?

heavy sigh…heavy sigh

i’m going to bed.

a pui tardi!

i am going to be all over the place with this one…

where do i want to start?
“the beginning is always a good place.”
i don’t want to go that far back.

well, it is almost a year that my life, my existence changed…forever.

ups and downs
hither and ‘yond
“life”
“death”
laughter
despair
loneliness – both complete and incomplete

as i sit here and type these words…these feelings into being….

i got up to get a granola bar and now i’ve forgotten what i was going to say. welcome to my world!!! 🙂 🙂

ahhhhh

i’ve often heard the phrase ‘the business of living’ but lately, i’ve been more concerned about or with ‘the business of death.’

i’ve discovered that there are varied ranges in cost and pomp in funeral preperation. (i now see why my mother did her advanced planning) even for the most (i think) simplest of services. (simple cremation and find a tree or a wood that wont be destroyed in months to come to make way for another mini-mall or housing complex an d spread my ashes.

i’ve seen the attempts at upselling casket liners…(really, at that point WHO THE HELL CARES???) types of caskets and/or memorial “take aways”, videos, plaques, laminated obituraries….all costing the bereaved thousands and thousands of dollars. what ever happened to the days of newspaper obituary listings. I was just AMAZED, floored, stunned, flabbergasted. Ahhhh, the little voice is speaking to me. She says…

drew, my dearest drew. funerals aren’t for the dead. they are for the survivors. the more elaborate and expensive the service, the more guilt the survivors have.

i don’t quite know what to make of that. so i’ll just walk away.

i made another jaw dropping realisation a few days ago. i wanted to sit with it, chew on it and see if the associated feelings were genuine or just poo.

i, of course decided that the feeling was genuine and from my perspective #truth. what was the realisation? i realised that in many cases….

i am a better friend to my friends than they are to me.

this is what i mean… you know what, an explanation is not really necessary. i say that not to dissuade discussion. i say it because it was/is how i felt. and we all know that there is very little logic when dealing with feelings.

and another thing.
there are times, when sitting in my chair, gazing out, i run scenarios through my head. those “if i hadn’t met ‘x’ my life would be different” kinda things.

yes, i am aware that of course things would be different. i’m not a complete goober.

i just think about how one encounter with someone – ripples through out …time.

i would murder for a lasagna and salad with a balsamic vinegar dressing. i will settle for carrot sticks and ranch dressing.

when did sex and sexuality become things used to define people? i am aware of the adage “sex sells,” but, it seems that it is everywhere now and with that the various aspects of sexuality. homosexuality, heterosexuality, asexuality, bisexuality, celibacy, abstinence, transexuality…what is the big bleeding deal? i don’t understand. that is just ONE, tiny aspect of a person. just ONE aspect. i’m walking away again.

whoa, now some states will allow businesses the right to deny service to LGBT people or anyone else who contradicts an owner’s religious beliefs. i don’t know if i am “pleased – let me explain about the use of ‘pleased’ that some bigots aren’t letting their love of the almighty dollar guide their consciences. what does it matter how someone spends their private time when they are ordering the best champagne and top tier meal? but i guess, poverty and hatred are more worthy than providing the BEST customer service to PAYING customers. great ceaser’s ghost! what the hell is happening to the world? What happened to tolerance?

i’ve discovered that i have two you tube channels. i kinda recall creating the second. i thought that i was signing in using my google account. i wasn’t. i was creating an account. oh well, i am not going to delete it. i’m thinking that it was created for some reason. i just have to figure out what that reason is. A thought was to let it be a channel for unedited thoughts/unguarded moments (as “unguarded” as one can be when being recorded). it will also be used to put what i’m reading into action Daring Greatly. i need to work on a few things and i think this may just be one of the many tools to help along the way.

i’m also going to start to minimise my online presence. what i mean by that. i am going to “shut down” some little used to not used vedekdrew sites. although i had a larger following on blogger, i believe that i’ll stick with wordpress for now. i’m kinda torn with regard to the online photo storage sites i use. flickr offers one TB of storage. i’ve already almost maxed out my dropbox account and my shoebox is best used on my portable devices.

i’ve tossed and turned with writing this. i’ve decided to go ahead.
if you’ve been following this blog/sporadic ramblings, you’ll recall that i am coming up on the one year anniversary of my…terminal diagnosis. the inoperable brain tumour/lesion/hole whatever its called. if you also recall, i shared with you that i was told that i (A.) wouldn’t live past All Hallows’ Eve (that Halloween to some). Then, I was told (B.) that if i made it past AHE, that it would be a miracle if i made it to the new year. guess what, the new year has come and gone.

well, it is 24 april 2014 and….i am still here. and dare i say it, today, i feel that all of the pain and suffering may have been worth it. (no not really)
i will share this with you. it is my opinion; it is my belief that NO MAN/WOMANshould EVERknow when they will or may expire. As the day approaches, one becomes some what paralysed with indecision. i admit, i am still ‘waiting for the other shoe to drop.’ those days when it takes every bit of reserve to just move…i think ‘today is the day.’ when i have that extra burst of energy, i recall stories of people who had that burst of energy before they died. yeah, that is where my head goes sometimes.

but, now, i’ve to decide on what is the next path for me. i am considered permanently disabled because of the inoperability of the tumour/lesion/hole thingie. but that leads to another problem. i’ll need to earn some money. living off of the investments, savings and insurance payments will eventually run out. i am unable to receive any help from the state as a result of my “income.” it is just frustrating. HOWEVER, i am much better off than others. i do not have to worry about having the electrics turned off or any of the other mod-cons. for now at least….but with this change that HAS TO BE MADE…

well. i am off out! i want to put this to “bed” and start the next one (finish the other on the clipboard.)

OH, ONE THING

there was a time, when mine was a very regimented, well-scheduled life/existence. i knew where i was supposed to be, what i was supposed to be doing, etc, etc, etc. somewhere along the line i adopted a ‘go with the flow attitude.’ i think that i am going to have to find a happy medium betwixt the two. i LIKE the idea of planning. i like the perceived “control.’ however, i also like the fluidity of the flow. arrrrrrgh

i do know that i have to return to a schedule. there are more than enough hours in the day to get what i want to complete – completed! i am going to play around with it – a schedule.

well, guess what, i am needed in another place in time… 🙂 \O/

a pui tardi

i am of peace

What the fuck are y’all talking about??????

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Dear Many Of My Facebook Friends,
What the fuck are y’all talking about??????
Sincerely, Zack de la Rouda

Now this may be some quote from some song I’ve never heard of, but it made me think.

So, drew, what is so “BOOYAKITTY” about that?

Well, it made me think and ask, what do I, are we talking about?

So, I took a look at my timeline to see just what my friends/”friends” and I “talk” about.

You know what I discovered?

I discovered that FB discussions range from…

health issues (BTW, please ring your parents about any health concerns BEFORE posting them on your timeline. It saves you from unnecessary drama, just sayin’)

Discussions on life and love. I mean, we’ve all read the impassioned, emphatic protestations of love and hate.

Children and pets. Our two and four legged friends seem to take up a lot of out discussions. I noticed that I had/have become one of those people who posts pictures of pets and other folks children.

Books, Television, Music and Movies- I am a GetGlue whore. So stickers about various movies, books, television shows litter my wall. I try to remember to disable the FB feed for GetGlue, but there are times when I forget. Speaking of music….holding on for MORTAL LONGING by Sleepthief.

Personal accomplishments/misfortunes. Be they birthdays, anniversaries, births, deaths or divorces. We seem to want to share them with our “subscribers/friends.” We need and want that “virtual” support.

Our drunken escapades. Is elaboration necessary? sidebar with employers and potential employers paying closer attention to what we do when away from the office, you may want to reconsider those Atlantic City drunken party pics (we have freedom of……STOP, right there because we don’t that is an illusion….a dream. We only have freedom of speech/expression when it does not offend others.)

Our individual causes and those things nearest and dearest to our hearts. And that really ranges from Atheism to sounding to zoology and all things in-between.

But to shuck this to the cob (yeah, I still like saying that), we are talking about are the things that matter to us at that moment. It may not be important to you, but consider this…your postings may not be important to us.

I think that we are reaching out the best way we can in a world where just in order to survive, we have to work 50 hours plus just to make rent. We are trying to build a community, albeit an electronic one, but a community nonetheless. We are trying to connect with people in a world where F2F contact is becoming a thing of the past. We are trying to be noticed.

I do not know if this was his purpose, but Zack……

Thanks!

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60s TV BATMAN REUNION: Oct. 8, 2011 Adam West, Burt Ward, Lee Meriwether 3/3

here is part three…

 

60s TV BATMAN REUNION: Oct. 8, 2011 Adam West, Burt Ward, Lee Meriwether 1/3, 2/3 waiting for 3/3

Hook, this is for you!

from my buddy ozjthomas.com — Muse (My Portfolio)

from the artists’ website..

“The resounding theme I like to explore in my art concerns the transformative nature of the medium and as such I am driven to work that I feel will fill a need. Currently, our world is torn apart by democratic and republican and capitalistic systems that are killing the planet and our collective humanity. Through philosophy, nature and storytelling I hope to do what I can to lead an example and connect people with solutions.”

Oz Thomas is an artist, poet and activist. He grew up in Western Maryland and studied drawing at a community college and animation at Vanarts. His current projects include various illustration projects and an edutainment animation project entitled “The Garden”. He is also busy learning Permaculture and Volunteering as a Master Naturalist.

for more of his work, please visit…www.ozjthomas.com