Singing like a caged bird

Wednesday, February 11, 2004


Spent the better part of the day being I am still not dumb as a post...althought some of these posts may have you wondering. This was post-operative testing...checking how the rebuilt ticker is doing. I am pleased to report that everything is looking great and I will be driving again soon and going to the gym to rehad the cardio system. A big part of the test for me was unintended.....tried my patience and had to practice mindfullness not to get annoyed at the long waiting periods between tests. I passed that test too.


When you are feeling down, you may want to see a possible cause. Then you might want to observe some things to make you feel good. Since blue is my favorite color and it might help me to keep centered, I paricularly like gamma. But sometimes you might feel the need for something a little extra..for me it is Ben and Jerry's. Hey, they dont have my favorite, Cherry Garcia, so to support a needy cause ladle out some gravy.

Okay, indulge me... for a moment...I will be sexist. Women should consider the following interventions for those certain moments...if they want to tantalize or if they need to dull the pain or lower the inhibitions, perhaps these will do.

For the testosterone laden, you may want to wolf these, washed down with large intake of these while watching the stupor bowls of these.

And not to forget the "True Believers", you can turn to what Marx labeled "the opiate of the masses". My favorite would be the lotus. Although the collective consciousness has appeal to me as well as many aboriginal peoples of the world.


It looks like Serbia is becoming the black hole of Nowhere Men.....who disgrace that which is good and kind in the human wit:

(Excerped from AFP wire service)
BRUSSELS (AFP) - "Top Bosnian Serb war crimes suspect Radovan Karadzic has taken refuge in Belgrade, chief UN prosecutor Carla Del Ponte said, lamenting the city has become a "safe haven" for fugitives.
She said Wednesday the Bosnian Serb leader during the bloody 1992-1995 war in Bosnia-Hercegovina had apparently joined his then army chief Ratko Mladic in the Serbian capital, where authorities have frozen contacts with her.

Del Ponte added that around 15 war crimes suspects remained on the run in Serbia.
The charges against Karadzic and Mladic relate in particular to the three-and-a-half-year-long siege of Sarajevo, which killed some 10,000 civilians.

Karadzic is also accused of being one of the prime organizers of the 1995 massacre of more than 7,000 Muslim men and boys in the eastern Bosnian town of Srebrenica.

On Tuesday Bosnian Serb President Dragan Cavic demanded to see evidence to back international sanctions against a senior Serb politician accused of protecting Karadzic.

Cavic said he was concerned that the allegations, made Monday by the international community's high representative to Bosnia, Paddy Ashdown, could spark a political crisis within the Bosnian Serb government.

Ashdown said former Bosnian Serb president Mirko Sarovic was part of a criminal network which was protecting Karadzic.

Sarovic was among 10 Bosnian Serbs whose bank accounts were frozen Monday as part of an international campaign to target the network of people helping Karadzic and fugitives from the UN war crimes court at The Hague."

On the other side representing what is right with the human species....You might be interested in the following excerpt from Paddy's vitae:

"During the conflict in Bosnia and Herzegovina, Paddy was one of the leading advocates for decisive action by the international community. He argued strongly that this would help bring the conflict to an early close, and that this was in the interests of all the citizens of Bosnia and Herzegovina whatever their ethnic background. He visited the country many times during the conflict and subsequently. He took up his duties as High Representative for Bosnia and Herzegovina on 27 May 2002."

Tuesday, February 03, 2004


Yesterday was a beautiful day....the temperature climbed to the freezing point (32 F/0 C), the sun shown brightly in a clea,r deep blue sky and the winds were silent. It made the perfect opportunity for my first real walk outside since my surgery. The cool air was warm enough not to make my lungs respond with pain producing coughs. My first strides were tentative as I maneuvered over the packed snow path. But after reaching the roadway, the brilliant sun, plows and salt had done their work and there was dry pavement. My strides lengthened as under-utilized muscles felt the freedom of movement, my spine straightened and I began to walk with great ease and freedom. The fresh air filled my chest and I began to drink in the elixir of the outside world. The sun beamed in my face and warmed me as I headed south. At the end of the street was a freshly made little puddle of water with two cavorting sparrows splishing and splashing like two kids in a summer wading pool, whilst chirping merrily away. They fell silent as I intruded on their fun, and quickly flew into a nearby bush for shelter as if it were a cabana. Turned west to start a circuitous route that would be full of strides, few cars, and never far from a return to home if required. As I walked, my warmth increased and I truly was having my spirits lifted. This was real progress, one small step for man, a giant leap for my psyche. Turning north, noticing the newly installed for sale sign on a neighbors snow covered lawn. Through the completely vacant parking lot of Leon's Mexican restaurant....the sun beating down on stucco walls could easily be in Cabo San Lucas, but the snow piled high around the parking lot quickly dispelled any of those foolish thoughts. Turning left again, then right, then left brought me to a preplanned check on the construction of the latest addition of housing in the neighborhood. It is a huge house far larger than any others nearby...and money is being spent as shiny copper sheets, reflecting in the sunshine, were being molded into a roof and eaves. I counted 13 trucks of construction workers....the push must be on to have this house ready for the summer racing season. The top floor windows can clearly see the clubhouse turn across the vacant field that will be packed with cars for the month of august. Enough of being a nosy neighbor, turning south, the sun in my face once again I stride along at a quickened pace, so much for lolligagging. Soon I began to hear a racket up ahead. It is a whole flock of the sparrows sunning. They have installed themselves in a tangle of bittersweet vines that have engulfed three spruce trees that have since withered and died. The vines are mostly brown but there are still splotches of brilliant red and yellow from the prized little berries. Scattered throughout this tangle are dozens of sparrows all puffed up like little brown and gray snowballs. They too fall silent as I approach, then chatter madly as I pass by. I can imagine the conversation about one of those characters sporting a "Dean" button. I am sure the ones in the bush are not supporting THE Bush. If all creatures could vote, the Kyoto accords would be in full force around the world I believe. Another right brings me fully around the loop and as I approach the shallow swimming hole, I see it has been abandoned for the moment. And a final right retraces my steps back up my own street, checking the mail box for wanted news, I find only bills and adverts. Passed the"Dean For America" sign stuck in the snowbank at the end of my driveway and I am home. It is indeed a great day, and although feeling a tad tired, IT IS GOOD!!!!


I think the real winner of the super bowl may be Ti-Vo


Here is a quote that I like and must try to pracitice as much as I try to increase my daily walks:

In seeking the essence of the Way,
one should quiet the mind
and penetrate to the depths.
Silently wander within
and clearly see the origin
of all things, obscured by nothing.
The mind is boundless and formless,
just as the pure water
contains the essence of autumn.
It is glistening white and lustrously bright
in the same way that
moonlight envelops the entire night.

- Hung-chih (12th century)

Monday, February 02, 2004


My cardio doc gave me a glowing report, he is real pleased with the chest cutters work. Gave me the go ahead to start the rehab program at the gym next week.

Apparently it is ok for a crass halftime show....but it is not ok to run this ad from MoveOn.


Hey, I guess I should learn to sing...apparently singing is good for your health.

Dervala is looking for examples of volunteer matchmaking Can you help out?

How much play will this reality show get? Not as much as the rigged veersion did I suppose. Plus how do you undo the damage?


Check out these unbelievable sidewalk scenes.