What is your ideal shelter if zombies take over? A bunker? Fortress?
I've a #1 pick, but want to see what others come up with.
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Monday, March 25, 2013
Day 84 - Change of scenery
It's official, I'm transferring. Details still need to be hammered out, the move won't happen until the last move for my current work project takes place in mid-April, but I'm SO excited.
This is my opportunity to prove I have the skills to be a designer, or what other aspect of this profession I can succeed in. My time to move for me, not following a guy around while his career takes off and my stagnates. Time to close some wounds up, stop holding back from life, and begin again.
Can't wait - is it too early to start counting the days (probably since I don't even have an exact date yet!)?
This is my opportunity to prove I have the skills to be a designer, or what other aspect of this profession I can succeed in. My time to move for me, not following a guy around while his career takes off and my stagnates. Time to close some wounds up, stop holding back from life, and begin again.
Can't wait - is it too early to start counting the days (probably since I don't even have an exact date yet!)?
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Day 78 - Spirits of the Past
I was never able to really know 3 of my 4 grandparents. My paternal grandpa died before I was born, paternal grandma when I was about 3 and my maternal papa when I was almost 10. I was honored to have my maternal grandmother move in with my family and share with me her life until I moved out of the house around age 20.
While I love hearing stories about all of them, my favorite ones are my Dad's of his father. Grandpa Frank was a character, Italian through and through. A favorite tale of mine tells of his time spent as a bootlegger during prohibition, and an accident that blew the roof off the house while making a batch of whiskey. There is another story of him being shot while running from the police, but we'll save that for another time.
So many of the skills that would help make a person a formidable, contributing member of a group of survivors, are the same ones our grandparents embraced (canning, farming, living within your means). Whiskey making runs in my family, so I may need to add distilling to my list of activites - that would be a great bartering tool, and potential weapon.
At the very least, I can be ferschnoshked when zombies overrun the world.
While I love hearing stories about all of them, my favorite ones are my Dad's of his father. Grandpa Frank was a character, Italian through and through. A favorite tale of mine tells of his time spent as a bootlegger during prohibition, and an accident that blew the roof off the house while making a batch of whiskey. There is another story of him being shot while running from the police, but we'll save that for another time.
So many of the skills that would help make a person a formidable, contributing member of a group of survivors, are the same ones our grandparents embraced (canning, farming, living within your means). Whiskey making runs in my family, so I may need to add distilling to my list of activites - that would be a great bartering tool, and potential weapon.
At the very least, I can be ferschnoshked when zombies overrun the world.
Monday, March 18, 2013
Day 77, #2 - On a lighter note
Really good workout at a Crossfit fundamentals class. Happily, I don't always take everything in life so serious, as proved by a near giggle fit when my trainer said to remember to keep 'violent hips' at the apex of my squat.
Yes, I was transformed back into an immature 12 year old. Good times...
Yes, I was transformed back into an immature 12 year old. Good times...
Day 77 - Missing a Muse
Over the weekend, I asked some of my facebook people to come up with topics to write about here. My mom suggested writing about my inspiration or people I look up to.
Sad to say, at this point, I'm not sure what inspires me or even what I'm really passionate about. I am loving writing again, but the chances of that becoming a full time career are fairly astronomical. I was passionate about design, that's why I entered this field in the first place, but the workplace politics and lack of design oriented focus have squashed a lot of that fire.
Not to get all existential, but how exactly does one go about finding these things like inspiration?
Sad to say, at this point, I'm not sure what inspires me or even what I'm really passionate about. I am loving writing again, but the chances of that becoming a full time career are fairly astronomical. I was passionate about design, that's why I entered this field in the first place, but the workplace politics and lack of design oriented focus have squashed a lot of that fire.
Not to get all existential, but how exactly does one go about finding these things like inspiration?
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Day 71 - Donkey Kong
All this news of a father hacking Donkey Kong so that his young daughter could play as the princess rescuing Mario is a great case in point as to why I am drawn to graphic novels. There are still a lot of damsel in distress types and the over-sexing of heroines is a little annoying sometimes, but I think the genre offers stronger female characters than most in literature.
When I was a baby Melissa, I was definitely a Barbie girl. At one point I even wanted to be a professional cheerleader - you'd have to know me personally to understand how completely opposite my personality is to that of a cheerleader (stop laughing, you may fall out of your chair). It was probably around age 10 or 11 that my cousin's love for comics (graphic novels as well, but for simplicity I am just typing comics although the 2 are differnt) wore off on me.
From that point on, I geared towards characters like Storm or Psylocke: smart, strong and perfectly capable of holding their own. Now I love seeing characters like Michonne fill that independent female role.
Hence, part of my motivation for this little journey. I certainly don't want to be the damsel - I'd much rather be the bad-ass girl rescuing the boy.
When I was a baby Melissa, I was definitely a Barbie girl. At one point I even wanted to be a professional cheerleader - you'd have to know me personally to understand how completely opposite my personality is to that of a cheerleader (stop laughing, you may fall out of your chair). It was probably around age 10 or 11 that my cousin's love for comics (graphic novels as well, but for simplicity I am just typing comics although the 2 are differnt) wore off on me.
From that point on, I geared towards characters like Storm or Psylocke: smart, strong and perfectly capable of holding their own. Now I love seeing characters like Michonne fill that independent female role.
Hence, part of my motivation for this little journey. I certainly don't want to be the damsel - I'd much rather be the bad-ass girl rescuing the boy.
Monday, March 11, 2013
Day 70 - Back to Basics
For some reason, I am really drawn to the idea of an Atlas Shrugged type community that shirks corporate responsibility and politics in favor of a return to simplier times. Don't get me wrong, I've no illusion that it would be easy work to do tasks like farming, but more fulfilling in the sense that everything you do has some type of direct return.
Maybe my antisocial, damn the man tendencies are just on overdrive right now. Who ever thought of this 5 day work week, wasting your life away to pay for essentials like food and shelter, was an idiot.
What would be the thing you missed the most if life as we knew it ended and we (being people) would need to go back to a similar, basic way of life?
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Day 69 - Jerks
I've sucked at this blogging thing lately...have my head up my ass fretting about possible move, beating myself with my bad habit, and fending off an older guy I'm 98% sure is married.
I swear I must give off some pheromone that only these creeps can pick up. Older is fine to me, but why the married ones?! Granted, I shamefully went there once, but I've learned my lesson. Ugh...
I swear I must give off some pheromone that only these creeps can pick up. Older is fine to me, but why the married ones?! Granted, I shamefully went there once, but I've learned my lesson. Ugh...
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Day 62 - MIA
Interesting 2 weeks or so, punctuated by minor concussion, trip to interview for job transfer, and feeling like a blob because my eating sucked, not to mention working out is frowned upon with a head injury.
Back to it this week - using today as cooking day so healthy meals are ready to eat, plan to workout 4 to 5 days this week (still aiming for the elusive 2 a day). Even doing a bit of a detox cleanse starting this week, including apple cider vinegar shots, which, let me tell you x_x yuck! Weird though, I feel a bit buzzed after taking one. Aiming for 100% paleo for the next month, including the no alcohol part.
Holding off on shooting and archery lessons until I know more about this transfer. I don't want to invest the money if I may be packing up and moving several states over. But, I need that move more right now than target practice. Trying to forget people that were bad for me would be infinitely easier if I didn't physically see them. Don't get me wrong, they weren't bad people and I learned from them, but I need to move on.
Also have a short story swirling in my head, but not sure if I want to write it down. I'm on the fence about the while fan fiction thing and not thrilled my story would fall into that category.
Back to it this week - using today as cooking day so healthy meals are ready to eat, plan to workout 4 to 5 days this week (still aiming for the elusive 2 a day). Even doing a bit of a detox cleanse starting this week, including apple cider vinegar shots, which, let me tell you x_x yuck! Weird though, I feel a bit buzzed after taking one. Aiming for 100% paleo for the next month, including the no alcohol part.
Holding off on shooting and archery lessons until I know more about this transfer. I don't want to invest the money if I may be packing up and moving several states over. But, I need that move more right now than target practice. Trying to forget people that were bad for me would be infinitely easier if I didn't physically see them. Don't get me wrong, they weren't bad people and I learned from them, but I need to move on.
Also have a short story swirling in my head, but not sure if I want to write it down. I'm on the fence about the while fan fiction thing and not thrilled my story would fall into that category.
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