tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92270032024-03-18T22:26:33.415-05:00Charlie Fern's InkColor in places where my mind comes to rest.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02723420078883858126noreply@blogger.comBlogger158125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9227003.post-62803479368243748152014-04-13T14:17:00.000-05:002014-04-13T14:17:39.225-05:00Reflections and Life Lessons<div class="page" title="Page 1">
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<span style="color: rgb(20.000000%, 20.000000%, 20.000000%); font-family: 'Times'; font-size: 11.000000pt;">On January 23rd, 2013, I spent a long night obediently following my inspiration across the page
with a pen. I took a break to Tweet some random and unexpected thoughts </span><span style="font-family: 'Times'; font-size: 11.000000pt;">about my father. I had
no way of knowing how important those words would be to me in hindsight, as I read them again
nearly 10 months later, when my father passed away:
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<span style="font-family: 'Times'; font-size: 11.000000pt;">My father earned the title of </span><span style="font-family: 'Times'; font-size: 11.000000pt; font-style: italic;">hero </span><span style="font-family: 'Times'; font-size: 11.000000pt;">during his service in the Army. I learned this not from him, but
from his friends, brothers in arms and West Point alumni from his class of 1950, whose memories
and stories I collected in bits and pieces over the years.
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<span style="font-family: 'Times'; font-size: 11.000000pt;">To me, he was just Dad. And by no stretch of the imagination would I say he was an easy dad. He
was a man I felt I could never please. All throughout my formative years and long into adulthood
he admonished me not to live on the coattails of the success of my ancestors. "Never mind them,"
he'd say. "What have YOU done lately."
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">It </span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">seemed to me, growing up, that when it came to what I'd accomplished, nothing I did was ever
good enough for him. I could bring home what I thought to be a proud accomplishment, and he
would find fault in some part of it somewhere and demand more from me. And if he couldn't find
fault in my work, he'd find fault in my pride.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">I took these things to heart. And I battled with them for years.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">One day I became a speechwriter for Laura Bush. I sent Dad one of the first speeches I wrote for her.
He called me after he read that speech and told me he loved it. And then he asked me who wrote it.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">Maybe he thought I'd been hired as press aide, not a speechwriter, and that I'd been assigned the task
of transcribing the First Lady's remarks, which must have been crafted by someone better qualified,
with more talent and experience than I had. No explanation could wash away the heartbreak I felt
when I realized my own father couldn't believe that I'd been entrusted with that job -- and that I </span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic;">was
</span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">capable of writing that speech.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">Some years after that, I had the honor of working in the White House as Laura Bush's speechwriter,
and I invited my dad to visit me in Washington, D.C. and attend a White House Christmas
celebration and dinner party with me. I took him on a tour of the East Wing where my office was,
and where some of the White House military staff also had their offices.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">I'll never forget the look on his face that day. He beamed.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">Later, when we were eating dinner together at the White House staff party, Dad told me something
that changed my life.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">He said in all of his years of military service, working at the Pentagon and so on, he had never been
invited to a White House event like the one I'd brought him to as my guest that day. And I knew
then, finally, that he was proud of me.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">And then, more importantly, I realized that he'd been proud of me all along -- but greater than his
pride in my achievements was a father's fear for his daughter...that I would somehow falter, or fail,
or stumble and get hurt.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">All my life what he really had been was not critical of me but vigilant for me. He had the
compulsive protective need to find the flaws in my plans and point them out to me so I could fix
them and overcome them -- and thus not falter or fail, but succeed - even soar.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">My dad saw the hero in me that I didn't see in myself. And I guess the only way he knew how to
nurture and protect that vision was by being what I saw as impossible to please.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">I wish I had realized that sooner, but I am grateful that I know it now. I see it in the smile behind
eyes that don't always recognize his surroundings or the people who help him every day. And I hear
it now, when he says, "You're an angel. I love you."
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">I have found much peace in that. And gratitude.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">It was a bittersweet revelation. </span><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">I only had a year to spend with him in that new light of acceptance
and understanding, while I looked after him in the aftermath of a stroke that led to dementia and
ultimately took his life.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">I read <a href="http://www.pbs.org/thisemotionallife/series/episodes/3" target="_blank">somewhere</a> once that West Point had experimented with a new curriculum for cadets, which
was a radical departure from the old-school "find the weakness" methodology: instead of finding the
flaws to fix, they taught cadets to find the strengths, and build upon them.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">What they discovered is that the cadets were far better and ultimately more successful for the new
curriculum. They reported better, optimistic outlooks on life; when faced with challenges in both
their military and home lives, they saw opportunity and hopeful outcomes and reported less
depression and illness over the long term.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">A fundamentally different philosophy, radically new for the institution but as old as time itself:
Accentuate the positive. And it works. With fewer side-effects.
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">As Barbara Colorose said, "The beauty of empowering others is that your own power is not
diminished in the process."
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<span style="font-family: Times; font-size: 11pt;">The most important life lessons seem to take the longest time to learn. But they're worth it.
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02723420078883858126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9227003.post-48650875672151507532013-11-09T14:52:00.000-06:002013-11-09T14:52:09.799-06:00Have you heard the news? American Legacy Tour hits St. Louis Saturday Night<a href="https://www.facebook.com/americanlegacytour">The American Legacy Tour's</a> 17 artists have left Kansas City....we're gonna rock all our blues away tonight in <a href="http://americanlegacytour.com/tour.php">SAINT LOUIS,</a> Missouri.<br />
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We're <a href="https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=209381175911612&set=pb.195763080606755.-2207520000.1384029396.&type=3&theater">halfway through the tour</a> and ready to TEAR IT UP tonight! Come on out to the show and see what everyone's been talking about across Alabama, Mississippi, Arkansas, and Missouri.<br />
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We're doing all of this in honor and support of our heroes at home...America's veterans. Help us raise money for the <a href="http://www.va.gov/homeless/about_the_initiative.asp">Homeless Veterans Outreach Initiative</a>. Your <a href="http://americanlegacytour.com/ticket_biscuit.php">purchase of a show ticket</a> will help erase some of those 66,000 names from the ledger of homelessness.<br />
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Bring it on, St. Louis...see you tonight!<br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/6FeWJHUB8aU?rel=0" width="480"></iframe>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02723420078883858126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9227003.post-60612155100338148682013-08-29T01:09:00.001-05:002013-08-29T01:09:41.824-05:00On Teaching. <iframe src="https://www.facebook.com/video/embed?video_id=10201121146883732" width="560" height="315" frameborder="0"></iframe>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02723420078883858126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9227003.post-44527734297400353892013-08-09T14:19:00.000-05:002013-08-09T14:21:23.647-05:00Batten Down the Hatches, Memphis: Elvis Week ApproachesThis ain't no time for Disneyland, America. It's mid-August in the Little Ol' South, and that can only mean one thing: <b>Elvis Week.</b><br />
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While I'm tossing out metaphors, I just have to say that I feel like one of Santa's elves on Christmas Eve as I pore over all the activities on my Memphis schedule next week. I may be working hard to prepare for a long list of activities and appearances, but dang if I'm not downright giddy with anticipation.<br />
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I can't decide which event's going to be more fun, but one of them is bound to be the highlight (and not just for me): the ever-so-handsome and charming Ronnie McDowell's playing at the New Daisy Theatre on Wednesday, August 14. If you haven't seen this actor-singer-hit songwriter work his magic on stage, you've missed one mighty good show. Don't make that mistake again this year, people. Hop on a plane or jump in your cars and get yourself down to Beale Street next week and catch Ronnie's show.<br />
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I'll be looking for you.<br />
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There's one other item on my list that looks pretty fun: <b>I'm going to <i>Graceland</i>.</b><br />
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The King may not be around, but his spirit lives on there...and it shines far beyond the gates of that place, in the hearts of his family, friends and staff -- and millions of fans worldwide. I've had the real pleasure of meeting one or two of them myself, and I very much look forward to another encounter, which is bound to be as epic as the first.<br />
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If you're wondering what all the fuss is about, here's a quick message from the one and only (and did I mention handsome and charming) Ronnie McDowell about the show on Wednesday:<br />
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I've been working on something big, and it's almost finished. <br />
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This month we're wrapping up a major overhaul of Charlie Fern Ink's web site. It'll look and feel unlike anything you've seen from me before, and that's precisely the point. Things have changed.<br />
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My work has taken on new life and meaning -- so much so that my present Web site doesn't truly reflect either my clients or the passion I have for what I do... primarily communications strategy, public relations and publicity/promotions.<br />
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Before the new site launches next month, I wanted to thank everyone who's helped me complete this project, specifically:<br />
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MATTHEW LEMKE - photography & video production; brand/image consultant<br />
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JENNA GELGAND - consultant on board for the epic rebranding photo shoot<br />
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JACQUELINE SINEX - designer and longtime consultant for Charlie Fern Ink<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhivGhFZHaD-OnQ0wcphulpvYQZa57aEuRwENYk_bSHhfFCZGExYGS-zKo0bLfvCHSCs8EIupXDKBfZW-ESTxeU04ygi_xCtqiyrSkL_oPBgQX8SouSDIztaJG1HULWauQoqbqvkA/s1600/photo+3.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhivGhFZHaD-OnQ0wcphulpvYQZa57aEuRwENYk_bSHhfFCZGExYGS-zKo0bLfvCHSCs8EIupXDKBfZW-ESTxeU04ygi_xCtqiyrSkL_oPBgQX8SouSDIztaJG1HULWauQoqbqvkA/s200/photo+3.PNG" width="200" /></a>I've spent many long summers in Texas, but I don't ever recall seeing bold dashes of pink among the barren, rocky soil in July. For the past two weeks I've been observing mile after mile of these stubborn little bunches appearing in seemingly inhospitable locations.<br />
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I look at them and think, my, my. Something so pretty in such a difficult place. Mother nature paints metaphors.<br />
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Hard places aren't unfamiliar territory, of course. Sometimes we even choose them. You can complain about them if you want, or you can stop and look around for something beautiful.<br />
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Like the time the plain-spoken old man recounted his life and shortcomings, whose voice quivered when he reached the part about his wife, best peach on the tree, and said he was grateful most of all for love. In a few short minutes he blew the room apart, stripped it of its shallow pretenses and misguided obsessions, filled it with hope and brought its human contents back around to what is real, and what it's really all about: love.<br />
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I know what love is; but I don't know how to go about it very well sometimes. I don't guess any of us do all the time. But I want what that man and his wife have - good, bad and all. So I keep working away, trying to get better at it. Because it matters.<br />
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The day his story moved me to tears, I was driving home and noticed, once again, the pink blossom bunches scattered among the rocks and sun-singed grass. I couldn't stand it any longer.<br />
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I pulled off the road and came to a screeching halt in a bar ditch. I took the keys out of the ignition, climbed out the passenger-side door and scrambled up the rocky hillside so I could get a closer look at the things.
I took their pictures and lingered there, while cars blew past on the busy road 50 feet away. I studied the flowers and thought, "There but for the grace of God, grow I."<br />
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I returned to my car, climbed back in the passenger door, slid across to the driver's seat and reached for the ignition. I looked down at the keys in my hand and realized that the car key was missing, somehow, from the key chain.<br />
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The car key was somewhere out there, and I had to go find it. I was stranded. That wasn't part of the plan.<br />
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I sat there a minute or two, staring out the window. Caught between a rock and a hard place. I laughed.<br />
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After a few minutes I got back out of the car and found my key on the ground a few feet away from the passenger door.<br />
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If you wish to go hunting for metaphors, choose wisely the one you intend to pursue, because you just might find it. You also run the risk of becoming it. So don't forget your spare key.<br />
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The process of learning to form and understand words never seemed to be a "job" for my child; it's been more of an ongoing fascination for him -- and a source of great entertainment for me. Perhaps that's because the lifelong writer has inspired the child in subtle ways, unnoticeable even to me, at times, and with surprising outcomes. It's also likely the more obvious: reading's a daily ritual that we have practiced together since his birth.<br />
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The better he reads, the bigger his library gets - and the more books seem to disappear from my own shelves and reappear on his. We read thick books together at bedtime, now: leaping long chapters in a single bound, across wide spans of pages lacking pictures and loaded with words, words, words... words pieced into altogether different syntactical shapes and strung along new lines of thought.<br />
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This has not been a solo expedition, either. As the child graduates to higher levels of understanding, I, too, must forge ahead and practice ever-higher levels of instruction, explaining the growing complexities of syntax and meaning, humor, paradoxes, metaphors, sarcasm, turns of phrase and figures of speech, in a manner of speaking.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmHyQs3vV7LwP4fv_yNKccFq0SWaAdx6IyBH5LYFFa1cQChcIVs9TRya8RfmZ4j1SJVjMGjJBL_9H_UNuOvmVWjajYVWWP7wNCCsAXwqLbV00dKvm0iuVGen26Cjjf7hQc-nFQDA/s1600/Screen+Shot+2013-04-29+at+2.05.04+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmHyQs3vV7LwP4fv_yNKccFq0SWaAdx6IyBH5LYFFa1cQChcIVs9TRya8RfmZ4j1SJVjMGjJBL_9H_UNuOvmVWjajYVWWP7wNCCsAXwqLbV00dKvm0iuVGen26Cjjf7hQc-nFQDA/s200/Screen+Shot+2013-04-29+at+2.05.04+PM.png" width="200" /></a>I expect he reads now better than he speaks and writes, but the latter two are catching up with the former one so quickly that I can hardly make the assertion without having to correct myself. The first time I read one of his poems, which earned him a school award at the tender age of seven, I wept. Let the nay-sayers nay-say what they will. My child will turn out just fine. Give him a book, a blank page and a ball point pen, and he can entertain himself (and me) for hours.<br />
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I remain fascinated by the various stages of cognitive development, awed by the magnificent processes that unfold with incomprehensibly perfect rhyme and reason there inside the brain, in regions and neighborhoods that are naked to the human eye and yet quite clearly visible when they're behind obvious outward expressions.<br />
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Words have meaning and subtleties, we know, but when you put words in the hands of a child who hasn't quite mastered the art of sorting the literal from allegorical and metaphorical...the outcome is brilliant and exceptional, often unintended - and funny. I love being along for the ride. Sometimes it's like bobbing up and down in a primordial sea of alphabet soup, picking out letters; sometimes it's like floating weightless in cognitive outer space, snatching particle-thoughts out of the tails of idea-comets as they streak silently by; sometimes it's like riding seat-beltless in a run-away roller coaster car as it screams along the circuits of a Unix motherboard.<br />
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We also know now, he and I, that nonsense words can have better meaning than their sensible peers, and un-words often do a better job of describing things than word-words do. When was the last time you abandoned the traditional rules of sense for more rambling paths of syntax... and traced out your own semantical designs?<br />
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This is my latest adventure, called <i>The Youandiser</i>.<br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw2tCn00AVwjjkLPCPToGTKtq4xtIiu803TXedIlm6a66CRmIE1Ckiu-63MWt81nuF87tG7R1RmbY8-k5nSngvymRNaChZizWcvawNgMtE-LgXAQiG4_rkipWnawcCKARi5WEpdw/s1600/Screen+Shot+2013-04-29+at+4.41.57+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw2tCn00AVwjjkLPCPToGTKtq4xtIiu803TXedIlm6a66CRmIE1Ckiu-63MWt81nuF87tG7R1RmbY8-k5nSngvymRNaChZizWcvawNgMtE-LgXAQiG4_rkipWnawcCKARi5WEpdw/s200/Screen+Shot+2013-04-29+at+4.41.57+PM.png" title="" width="197" /></a>You are all rightling and magneticism,<br />
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For immeasures and nevererendy stretches<br />
I skazerly can contain the indomitabilliest hushush true.<br />
Yiked percertain, did we<br />
With unslingable floatedism<br />
Absoluting the edgeries<br />
of sweet kitishskys while the<br />
Jeralding Shushkas blushed<br />
Yourminest sween<br />
as properly ingrested,<br />
Youandiser.<br />
And, oh, among the trinkledowny leaves<br />
Saccharine feelishes<br />
And stutters beguned<br />
wending, wending<br />
humming-hims and herisms.</blockquote>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02723420078883858126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9227003.post-174428328884620802013-04-08T12:06:00.001-05:002013-04-08T12:06:21.805-05:00Love and Marriage...<iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Lxw_lDchA3A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>
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Recently <a href="http://obsessedwithconformity.com/" rel="" target="_blank"><span style="color: purple;">Jim Mitchem</span></a> reminded me about an important date coming up on the calendar -- a day he himself designated to celebrate the the idea of love by simply saying <span style="background-color: white;"><a href="http://viddy.it/3eKZVd" target="_blank"><span style="color: purple;">“I love you.”</span></a> </span></div>
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<i>Sure, there are some people here who could give a rat's ass about anything that doesn't directly affect their well-insulated ego cocoons, but most of us use social media as a way to connect and share with other people who make us feel like we don't have to carry life's burdens alone. </i><i>It's reassuring to know we're flying through space on this rock with human beings who actually care about each other. </i></div>
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<i>Then it occurred to me that just as with the power of good, so too could social media be used for the power of evil. And I imagined how Hitler might have mobilized masses in this space. After all, propaganda is just communications. Just words. And so it was ... I had the idea to test the power of words in social media. Or rather, to test the power of one word - Love.</i></div>
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That year (2009), he shared his idea with me and a short list of social media influencers who have become permanent virtual acquaintances (and in many ways great friends). And he invited us to join his experiment, which he launched with a <a href="http://obsessedwithconformity.typepad.com/obsessed_with_conformity/2009/03/in-the-name-of-love.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: purple;">beautiful inaugural post.</span></a> </div>
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The results surprised us all. #iloveyou became a trending topic on <a href="https://twitter.com/iloveyouday" target="_blank"><span style="color: purple;">Twitter</span></a> and made waves elsewhere, splashing across most of the social media platforms that existed four years ago. We loved the experience so much that the day itself - April 4 - became an unofficial, (mostly) unorganized, organically grown annual celebration for us ... and a growing list of others. </div>
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Four years later, <a href="https://twitter.com/jmitchem" target="_blank"><span style="color: purple;">Jim</span></a>, <span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: purple;"><a href="https://twitter.com/mollyblock" target="_blank">Molly</a>,</span></span> <a href="https://twitter.com/stacijshelton" target="_blank"><span style="color: purple;">Staci</span></a>, <a href="https://twitter.com/napril1023" target="_blank"><span style="color: purple;">Nichole</span></a> and I haven’t abandoned our belief that words have the power to transform, change, shift, and move people in ways we often overlook or under-appreciate...and that one, two, three words in particular, have the power to not only summon profoundly good feelings, but also move us closer to profoundly better ideas. </div>
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And so today, April 4, 2013, I join my esteemed peers and virtual brothers and sisters in loving arms in inviting you, once again, to share these three words with the world through social media (we've added a <a href="https://www.facebook.com/ILoveYouDay?fref=ts" target="_blank"><span style="color: purple;">Facebook</span></a> page if you'd like to post there, too): </div>
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<a href="http://www.viddy.com/misscharlie0204/v/whats-it-all-about-httpcharliefernblogspotcom-and-JH324c"><span style="color: purple;"><b>I LOVE YOU.</b></span></a><br />
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Now here's another take on a song that some might consider to be a standard from the past...
Just look how it not only claimed a place in pop culture back then, but also survived through a generation only to emerge years later, solid and true, in an entirely different arrangement for an entirely different audience. Fascinating. Inspiring.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02723420078883858126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9227003.post-24285687206803631132012-11-02T14:31:00.000-05:002012-11-02T14:31:33.865-05:00Biscuit Brothers Fine Arts Farm: A music school that's quintessentially Austin, by talent that's out of this world<div style="text-align: center;">
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Jerome Schoolar, Producer and Co-Creator of the Emmy Award winning PBS show “The Biscuit Brothers” is calling on fans to support the building of a new Fine Arts Farm in South Austin that will be designed to provide music and arts education to the entire community. The proposed facility will include concert and theatre space as well as multiple classrooms, a themed outdoor area, and plenty of Magical Musical Farm décor.</div>
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“I want to create a space where we can entertain and educate kids and families of all ages in all sorts of ways,” said Jerome Schoolar, who plays Dusty on the show and has served as a City of Austin Fine Arts Coordinator for Children. “Our vision includes regular classes, special concerts, theatrical guests, and more, with much of it low-cost or even free to Title 1 AISD schools and other at-risk members of our community.”</div>
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“We've got some amazing rewards for our indiegogo supporters, including free classes and invitations to participate in the permanent decorations of the building. For our top indiegogo donors or corporate sponsors, we're offering chances to name classrooms and more. And for everyone, we're offering the chance to help build a facility that has the potential to make a lasting impact across our entire community.”<br />
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Schoolar points to multiple studies on both the national and local scale that highlight the importance of Fine Arts training in education. “There's ample evidence showing that children who are actively involved in Fine Arts Education are smarter, healthier, and happier, and that exposure needs to begin as early as possible with reliable consistency. The Biscuit Brothers have always been about fostering musical education for young kids, and now we want to broaden that to a fully artistic and really fun Fine Arts Farm.”<br />
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<strong>If the funding goal to open the Biscuit Brothers Fine Arts Farm is not reached then all donations will be returned.</strong><br />
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About the Biscuit Brothers Television Project<br />
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The Biscuit Brothers began broadcasting in 2005 and is made available for free to PBS stations throughout the United States. The show can currently be seen in 30+ markets. The Biscuit Brothers perform live concerts across the U.S., create educational materials for teachers and parents, and use their profile to help non-profit organizations raise money and awareness for programs including hospitals, schools, and other family-focused causes they believe are important. The Biscuit Brothers Children’s Television Project relies on private and corporate donations and the sale of their own CDs and DVDs to fund their production.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02723420078883858126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9227003.post-83015814518820722772012-10-19T22:18:00.001-05:002012-10-20T21:00:22.408-05:00Texas Book Festival Music Schedule Update: The Todd Simpson Experience<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Todd Simpson ... a story you simply will not believe. Todd overcame incredible odds to even survive childhood, then faced challenging disabilities that he battles to this day. You wouldn't know it to see him, though. </span><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">At the still somewhat tender age of 18, he was inspired by a music video (Hendrix, no less) and decided that he wanted to play some music too. So he picked up a guitar, and impossibly soon after he was wailing like this (video below). </span><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">See him for yourself this month, when he performs at the Texas Book Festival on Sunday, October 28, 2012, at 3:00</span><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> PM.</span></span></div>
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Humans need fun. We know it. That guy in the suit with the briefcase knows it, too.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02723420078883858126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9227003.post-60789727289343533152012-10-13T13:37:00.000-05:002012-10-13T13:37:04.709-05:00Alabama Shakes at Austin City Limits 2012<br />
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<span class="s1" style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">soon, </span></div>
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<span class="s1" style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">your business.</span></div>
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<span class="s1" style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">my lightening.</span></div>
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Original song by Jim Mayer. Remix by Shannon Selig.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02723420078883858126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9227003.post-52010992143590942102012-09-14T10:51:00.000-05:002012-09-14T10:51:38.140-05:00A Random Dose of Spoken Word Poetry by Mike Myers<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"> Higgins was born in February of 1969, smack dab in the middle of two great decades for music. He calls himself a late bloomer, because he didn't pick up the guitar until 1986. (I'd guess that was during the last few years of high school for him, when most people our age were either playing or listening to music in our friends' garages.)</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"> His songwriting and guitar playing is the heart and soul of his band </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><i>Becoming August. </i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Check out their work on Facebook: </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/becoming.august">http://www.facebook.com/becoming.august</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"> Listen to the single, "Sunnyside Down," from their latest CD, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><i>Someplace Better </i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">(available on </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/becoming-august/id319157153">iTunes</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"> and </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/becomingaugust2">CD Baby</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">)</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><i>:</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"> </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"> I agree with my diva partners and other sharp cookies in the entertainment industry, including Cortese. You're going to be hearing a lot more from </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.myspace.com/becomingaugust21">Mr. Allen Higgins</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">But He beholds the light, and whence it flows, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">He sees it in his joy; </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">The Youth, who daily farther from the east; </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Must travel, still is Nature's Priest, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">And by the vision splendid; </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Is on his way attended; </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">At length the man perceives it die away, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">And fade into the light of common day.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">--William Wordsworth</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02723420078883858126noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9227003.post-9806838193862686962012-04-22T13:34:00.002-05:002012-04-22T13:34:26.911-05:00Not enough drama in your life? Press here.<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="330" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/316AzLYfAzw?rel=0" width="590"></iframe><br />
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