PLEASE!!!! =(
October 7, 2008 | Kudos, Photoblog | Comments [2]
~Ok, I really don’t want to be all naggy or anything, but how come NO ONE has been commenting on ANY of my stories? Nanna is the only one I hear from, and she’s right here at home. I know this subject has come up before, but I feel like nobody’s reading it. And i’ve seen all you peeps commenting on other things, so I know your out there! Please if you would…
COMMENT ON MY STORY!
I don’t care if its just a ‘Hi, liked your story’ or a ‘Hillo crazy Jojo, made a few grammer mistakes. Liked it anyway!’ As long as you comment saying you’ve read it, I’ll be happy. I just want to know that people are reading is all. If I don’t think your reading, I’ll feel discouraged and stop. PLEASE, just comment saying you’ve read it.
I hope to hear from at least four different people.
PLEASE don’t think I’m being mean or bossy, I just want to talk to someone! I mean c’mon, its not that hard to say hi. Sooooooo… I guess that’s it…
If you do comment, pleasepleasepleaseplease tell me if I did well with Artek’s POV, because I’m planning on doing it in the future. Please and tank ooz! =3
Gosh, I said please a lot in here…
KK, love ya!!~
Jason’s Performance
December 17, 2007 | Kudos | No Comments
I didn’t finish my post about our Christmas Pageant last night at the Stake center (meaning our Ward, and in the Cultural Hall). Jason was the main character. He did the part of Samuel the Lamanite, and then the Angel Gabriel who appeared to Mary, and told her she was to bear the Christ Child. He did all of this in song, and he was absolutely magnificent. The man has an incredible voice, and I didn’t know until last night that he can ACT too. It takes me back to the good old days of watching Buddy and Bill. Anyway, Kudos to Jason. He really put in a superb performance.
And the Cultural Hall was decorated so beautifully. You would have to have been there. I can’t find words good enough to describe it.
And to think I almost didn’t go.
I Marvel At All of You
December 14, 2007 | Kudos | Comments [3]
Who Are YOu?? Where did you come from? I don’t even know all of you wonderful people that I gave birth to. At least I think I was in that delivery room at the time that the most fantastic and marvelous creatures that God sent to earth emerged. I named you one by one, except the last one. I meant to name her Lydia Ruth, but Luis squelched that, and I was too exhausted and tired when he leaned over and said, “her name is Maria Elena” It could have been Leroy or Pot. I didn’t care. It was a natural birth, inasmuch as Dr. HOwe didn’t know how to administer anything but the old-fashioned spinal thingy, and I refused it. (saddle-block…that’s it). But how did I know he was going to turn her over, because she was facing up instead of down, and I let out a blood-curdling scream that is still ringing through Brookwood Hospital.
Anyway….I am amazed at the wonderful things you have accomplished. Where did you get your brains, anyway. Of course, from the Polhemus side, you have your brilliant grandmother and father, and then of course, there is Pop on my side. My mother and I are average. Luis has tons of brains, but he isn’t a person that one would point to and say, “that guy has tons of brains.” But, he does. Also, I can’t seem to comprehend how many years you have under your belts. You’re still just my little babies. And I am still rocking you and singing to you.
I’ve been complaining lately about how “hot” it is down here, but after Ben’s report on the weather up there, I will keep my mouth shut, and enjoy this warm weather.
Lainie, Did you get your Santa Clauses, and by now you will have received a huge check of $25.00 to donate toward a trip down here to stay as long as you want to. It was to get something for Bailey and Casey, but I can send something back for their Christmas if you can just make it down here. Ask your Dad for gas money. Explain the situation. I hope you can come. We can support you after you get here, and give you gas money back again.
Welcome to the Existential Vacuum, Ben!
October 30, 2007 | Kudos | No Comments
All I can say is… thank your lucky stars for parents that taught you how to find Meaning in life:
[From an essay by Genrich L. Krasko]
This “sickness” is the loss of meaning in people’s lives. In one of his books (Man’s Search for Ultimate Meaning, p.94.) Viktor Frankl writes:
“Unlike an animal, man is no longer told by drives and instincts what he must do. And in contrast to man in former times, he is no longer told by traditions and values what he should do. Now, knowing neither what he must do nor what he should do, he sometimes does not even know what he basically wishes to do. Instead, he wishes to do what other people do… or he does what other people wish him to do…”
Frankl picked up on the devastating effects that would plague the generations after World War 2 and called the culprit “Meaninglessness”:
“What threatens contemporary man is the alleged meaningfulness of his life, or, as I call it, the existential vacuum within him. And when does this vacuum open up, when does this so often latent vacuum become manifest? In the state of boredom. ”
In this situation when people “lose ground” the old liberal social philosophies also fail. The bitter truth, says Frankl:
“For too long we have been dreaming a dream from which we are now waking up: the dream that if we just improve the socioeconomic situation of people, everything will be okay, people will become happy. The truth is that as the struggle for survival has subsided, the question has emerged: survival for what? Ever more people today have the means to live, but no meaning to live for.”
Robert Kaplan (1994), a noted American journalist gives a vivid picture of the existential vacuum that has engulfed America:
“When voter turnout decreases to around 50 percent at the same time the middle class is spending astounding sums in gambling casinos and state lotteries, joining private health clubs and using large amounts of stimulants and anti-depressants, one can legitimately be concerned about the state of American society. We have become voyeurs and escapists. Many of us don’t play sports but love watching great athletes with great physical attributes. It is because people find so little in themselves that they fill their world with celebrities. The masses avoid important national and international news because much of it is tragic, even as they show an unlimited appetite for the details of Princess Diana’s death.”
Pop would be proud of you for seeing the wastefulness of gambling and lotteries. He always pounded on that horn:)