Plugged In or Plugged Ou- Wait, no. Still Plugged in

Look at her.  Holding her $14 coffee drink, carrying a messenger bag, and smiling as she talks on her work-issued BlackBerry.  What's wrong with this picture?  No one smiles at the fact they are connected to work 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.  

Unless you work for as a cookie tester - in which case, rock on.  

When it comes down to it, being attached to the work environment in such a way is not healthy.  The American ideal of success has created a monster army of workaholics.  24/7 connection doesn't allow for rest or relaxation in the least.  I wouldn't be able to sleep at night just due to the prospect of that phone ringing.

I was given a BlackBerry for a consulting job I was working on about a year ago.  For about two weeks, I felt like Mr. Freakin' Wall Street.  I was checking emails, looking at company stocks I didn't understand, and making calls to people way above my pay grade.  Then it got old.  Really fast.  That ring.  That piercing ring.  It signified an email was just dropped in my inbox.  Well, great - I guess!  I've got mail.  Why do I have mail at 3:30AM?  Why do I need to respond to this by 6AM?  Don't these people ever sleep?! 

I feel that technology, along with many other things, can become dangerous as soon as they are taken to the extreme.  Now with BlackBerry becoming more commercialized, maybe people will start to relax a bit.  Because that will serve as quite the relief to quite a few very, very up tight American workers

We can only hope.

The American Sense of Taste

In the world today, many Americans have lost sight of what it means to eat healthy, and enjoy sitting down to a meal - There's quite a difference between enjoying well prepared food and counting the calories of the muffin you ate for lunch. 

Halfway ~ An Introduction: Defining an Artifact

I'd like to think that life is like playing the guitar.  If you play too hard, you break a string.  If you play too soft, no one is going to hear you.  It's about balance.  It's about feeling the strings.  It's about defining your own way to play.

Life is music, it's rhythm and blues, it's rock & roll.  It's a heartbeat when you decide to close your eyes and listen, and feel, and live.  

Music is the closest to heaven I'm ever going to reach.  And from where I'm standing, with this guitar in my hands - I'm halfway there.  This guitar is a mode of expression.  The music I can find, the words I write, and the emotions I can capture - There's nothing that can compare.  Nothing.  Because this defines me.  It gives an outline on something that no one can capture with words.  And that's what's beautiful about it.  That's why.