Ladies, gentlemen, show me your footprints!
Your DIGITAL footprints, that is.
I am in a bit of a stump right now, and a slew of articles have my name on it. So I figured, why not stretch my brain muscles a bit and see how far I can let my brain reach into the depths of Internet abyss? Actually, my teacher/friend’s blog inspired me to make this post as a bit of a tribute to the Internet and my 11 years of roaming around the World Wide Web.
First, let me ask you this question:
How many Internet accounts do you have and are these still active?
Me? Oh I do not have a lot of accounts online. Hrhrhr.. you can ask my friends if they can keep up with all the accounts I have, I’m sure they can answer you the number. However, if I had to answer you, I could say: I HAVE NO IDEA. Lainee calls me a person suffering from split personality, but I beg to differ. How about you tell me what you think after I TRY to remember everything? Oh, there will be no links.. heeheehee hop on memory train and let’s see what I did… 
Passing thoughts on the Dead Poet’s Society
I just finished watching the movie called “Dead Poet’s Society”. I’ve actually seen this movie before, but I believe I was just in elementary then. Ah, the beauty of HBO, where nice movies are shared to everybody – or was it Cinemax?
Anyway, if you have not seen the movie yet, I recommend that you go and stream it somewhere or maybe find a good source or something. 
It is quite good, really, very good. Besides, it would not be voted as one of the Top 100 Most Inspiring Movies of All Time if it did not strike a few heartstrings here and there. It definitely caused my tears to fall because of sadness, made my stomach hurt out of laughter, and definitely inspired me to do more.
I would like to share with you a conversation I extracted from the movie, which means something to me, and I shall explain later why (I actually just Googled this. ) :
McAllister: You take a big risk by encouraging them to be artists, John. When they realize they’re not Rembrandts, Shakespeares or Mozarts, they’ll hate you for it.
Keating: We’re not talking artists, George, we’re talking freethinkers.
McAllister: Freethinkers at seventeen?
Keating: Funny — I never pegged you as a cynic.
McAllister: Not a cynic, a realist. Show me the heart unfettered by foolish dreams, and I’ll show you a happy man.
Keating: But only in their dreams can man be truly free. ‘Twas always thus, and always thus will be.
McAllister: Tennyson?
Keating: No, Keating.
Extracted from the Dead Poet’s Society.
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If you are wondering why that dialogue caught my attention, it may be because I could say the views reflected above more or less mirror my sentiments against somebody else’s. I have the same views – more or less – as Mr. Keating’s, while the other person has Mr. McAllister’s point of view.
Run it like a runny nose
Well, sorry for the “runny” title, but I cannot help it if sneezes and coughs are all that come to mind right now. Eh. I wish I could say that the sun rose oh so brightly today, but seriously, I dream of nice hot soup – noodles with eggs floating about or nice chikon broth with snips of fresh onion leaves floating about – lying in bed with the covers all the way up to my chin, hugging my pillows and watching Dead Poets Society, Julie and Julia, Sherlock Holmes,Love Happens, Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, and all those nice movies I have stocked in my hard drive. Oh I could also re-watch Weeds, too! Wouldn’t that be grand?
Instead, here I am typing away into the world – does anybody even bother reading this blog? To my handful of readers, grazie! What would my blog be without your constant patronage?
Choices
I know I rarely post my artwork anywhere. So from now on, I shall start posting my artwork here, categorized as Splotches of Art. You can click on the link on the navigation tab to get to the area where my drawings and whatever I come up with will be located.
This is one of last year’s drawings. I call it “Choices”. LOL I hope you like it.
Project 365: Again.
I don’t care what the rest of the world says about me and my plans and ambitions, but I still want to do a Project 365. Don’t you dare roll your eyes at my chronic attempts at this project… please. I want to do it, so I will! 
No, seriously though, the year started fine with my Project 365 with Wick as my main subject. I was doing quite fine really, until the unexpected passing of my father-in-law happened. In the hustle and bustle of everything, I forgot to take pictures – of course, when you miss a day in a Project 365, it kinda defeats the purpose, yes?
Anyway, I still wanted to take pictures of Wick, so I am calling all pictures of Wick as ” The Chronicles of Wick “. Creative, aren’t I? You can check out further updates on Wick on the navigational tab, but Wick is no longer the topic of my 365.
I am now considering to start another Project 365, and like Joselle, I should be starting it on February 1, just so everything is neat, tidy, and sturdy.. not at all wonky, IMHO. There shall be a another link on the navigational tab once February gets here. Okiedokie? Okiedokie!
For now, I shall leave you with another photograph of Wick.
Wick is Good.
Awwwhhh.. Isn’t Wick a good kitty? Quite intelligent, too, if I may say so myself.
