help

Atrios has links describing the horror of what is going on in the wake of the hurricane.

Seppo’s work has donation matching, so donate through him if you know him. Otherwise, donate directly through Red Cross or indirectly though Liberal Blogs for Hurricane Relief (this also goes to Red Cross but gets bundled up). I know what I wrote before, but get the hell off your asses if you haven’t donated yet and make a donation. Almost everyone I know that reads this blog is a yuppy, just like me. I KNOW you have disposeable income. Pony up and save some people’s lives. Do it NOW. There is absolutely NO excuse. Don’t be a selfish bastard. People are going without food and water. Old people and children, the least resilient of the population, are dying. People are sleeping in sitting water and among feces. They have a shortage of clean bandages and do not have running water to keep the sick under sanitary conditions. This is not ok.

Just this morning on the radio, I heard of a diabetic woman trying to get into a drugstore to try to get test strips. She was afraid that she would be arrested but went in after she was told she wouldn’t be arrested. I heard of a woman weeping uncontrollably as she scoured for baby supplies and food, terrified her kids were going to die. A man was interviewed while carrying out some soap and toothpaste and he reassured the reporters that he wasn’t taking anything to get drunk or high off on. It’s devastating that people are reduced to this, and because of the fact that there ARE reckless selfish looters taking material goods unrelated to survival, this man had to actively distinguish himself from them. (With so much sewage in the streets, soap is actually going to be pretty important to keep baterial illnesses at bay and to keep from spreading disease. Although without clean water, I don’t know what they are going to do.)

I have no tolerance for looters who are trying to get drugs or jewelry and shooting up people and fighting in the horror of what is going on. I cannot fathom what makes people do this when people are dying left and right. But I have absolutely no condemnation for people who are starving and thirsty who are trying to rescue whatever perishables from flooded and destroyed stores before everything rots, if it hasn’t already. It is clear that people have been left in dire straits for days, and first you have to live. I know that if I didn’t try to keep my family alive and fed through this type of situation, I would feel like a failure as a human being.

ETA: The stories pouring in are utterly terrifying and heartbreaking. I read about bartering for what bits of food and little water there is. At that point, I STILL don’t condone violence in ANY way, shape, or form, but if some people are desperately looting NOT for personal material gain, but with hopes that they can find something to barter with for food for themselves and family, shit, what the hell do I say to that? What kind of right do I have to condemn them? What would I do? Some of Lindsi’s friends are stuck there as well. I wish them well and quick rescue, as well as for everyone else.

ETA again: I keep going back and forth on this, but damn, the looting. I have to answer my own question and say that I would still not take anything that wasn’t food and perishable. If the item was going to be ruined in the next few days (and not because someone else is gonna take it anyway), then I would take it. If I’m trying to just keep myself alive, I would try to get food in whatever way possible that does not include hurting other people. I wouldn’t take things that the owners may be able to use for long-term recovery.

I think I didn’t adequately understand how terrible things were until yesterday. And it’s simply mind-numbing. Please contact your companies/employers and see if they have some sort of donation matching. People desperately need your help.

fumbling for answers

Not as good as fumbling for other things *cough* but not so bad, over all.

Seppo suggested that since I love singing so much even though I suck (he didn’t say the suck part, which was kind of him), maybe I would get a kick out of singing lessons. I think I might have to think about it. It is certainly intriguing.

I’ve been wondering why I have been less motivated at work lately, and have wondered if I was burning out or putting myself on a project that I won’t enjoy, but after extensive talks with Seppo, I think it’s just that I’m a little stuck now and feeling the bump in the road. I think once I get myself past this one bump, I’ll be totally rocking the project.

It’s good to get a clearer light on your path from talking to your beloved. 🙂 He’s pretty damn wonderful.

American Red Cross – Preparing for and Responding to Hurricane Katrina

American Red Cross – Preparing for and Responding to Hurricane Katrina

Make a donation if you can (and want to — heh). You can surely skip out on your overpriced coffee or morning donut for a few weeks, neh? (Well, you can keep your antioxidant-rich coffee. How about giving up smoking for a few weeks?) Or maybe that novel/movie/video game you were gonna get. That can probably wait. Uh… unless you were buying books in order to gear up for NaNoWriMo… but I’m sure you can find some free resources.

Eh, I was gonna make some haranguing remark to try to guilt trip you, but that’s crap. Either you wanna and this is just a reminder, or you don’t and will do something else with your time and resources. And that’s fine too. We all have our own thing. So let’s all hang our and sing in a human chain around this tree that we call earth. *shoots self*

music

I thought I had a lot of INXS and Depeche Mode music, but my iPod tells me otherwise. How sad. It might be time for an iTunes bender.

fingers crossed

Today, my sister and my brother-in-law are having their final immigration interview in Korea. Well, it’s 8/30/2005, but that’s already today because of the timezone business. And it’s also only really for the brother-in-law, since my sis and their two kids are all US citizens.

I hope it goes well! With any luck, my sis and fam will be in the US by Christmas.

tenacity and courage

I think that generally, people don’t quite understand what it means to be tenacious. I think a similar confusion exists with the meaning of courageous. Via A_B, I read an article about people who were not fleeing from Hurricane Katrina. Read this particularly frustrating blurb:

“My son’s having a fit,” the 56-year-old real estate agent said as she drove to Matassa’s Market for some last-minute provisions. “We’re kind of a different breed of people down here, people in the Quarter. Heck, if we can put up with Mardi Gras, we can put up with a hurricane.”

These few people seem to believe that they are displaying an admirable tenacity — standing their ground and refusing to give up. But it’s not tenacity. It’s just plain stupidity/stubbornness. And I don’t say that to insult people; I say that because I am frustrated and saddened at the fate these people are likely to face. It’s not like their reactions can change the path or outcome of the hurricane. I think they believe they are doing an admirable thing, and it just tears out my heart.

Please people, go somewhere you know you will stay alive. Think of your family and friends. Property is property — no amount of history and memories is worth your life, especially when losing said life will have no impact whatsoever on your property. There is no action they can take to save their houses, so they should act on the variable they DO have control over, which is saving themselves.

On a related thought, many people think being brave or courageous is the same as being fearless or unafraid. I strongly disagree. Being brave is knowing exactly how terrifying something will be and standing strong and taking action despite the almost-paralyzing fear. To be fearless is to be either stupid or apathetic to the consequences. I learned this from watching movies. 😉

cool iPod accessories

I saw this Apple iPod Camera Connector and thought to myself, “I NEED THIS!” But then I saw this blurb:

Compatible with iPod with color display.

It made me want to cry. But never fear! I found that our good friend Belkin has made these two items available for those of us without the iPod photo:

Belkin Digital Camera Link for iPod

and

Belkin iPod Media Reader

I will most likely be purchasing one of these soon.

TiVo == #1

TiVo now allows you to transfer mpg files from your PC to watch on your TiVo. Read about it here.

Actually, it’s been available since three whole days ago. They have filed an official request for me to send back my TiVo lemming membership card.

I hear this feature has been available on the replayTV for a long time already, but as the programming and user interface for TiVo is vastly superior (IMO) to replayTV (at least, as of the last iteration that I saw it), it is not really relevant to me. Now I just have to wait for the TiVos to get the upgrades to use with my new desktop software.

stuff

Since I moved to subcription-based web-reading (rather than websurfing), I haven’t visited Amazon in a long time. In fact, I only ever hit Amazon anymore when I click on a direct product link from someone else’s website. Odd. I give you the New Math:

Shocking.

My hair looks great today. Yesterday, it looked about as pleasant as Mobi’s ass.

I’ve been drinking coffee too often lately.

I still can’t figure out the toy on my desk. It’s one of those metal loopy things where you have to separate the two pieces that are linked together. I have done it before in the past, but I just can’t seem to get it now. It’s a sign of my mental deterioration.

I once thought Precious Moments figurines were cute. Then I realized that they were pretty gross with the constant depictions of child brides and grooms and, was appropriately horrified. Pedophiles! 😀

There are so many people staying late at work today that they ordered $400+ worth of food from waiter.com.

I signed up for a 15-minute massage at my desk for next week. It is $10 (the company pays another $10 on my behalf). I’m pretty psyched for it.

My eyes are drooping with sleepiness. My eyes are also so small that if I look even slightly downward (as I would when I read or type on my laptop), people think I’ve fallen asleep at my desk/seat. I weep. Actually, when I weep, people also mistake me for being asleep.

out of the closet

I worked fairly late last night, and left for Seppo’s work at around 8:30pm. We stayed at his work until about 11:45. We were both exhausted on the drive home, and not looking forward to this morning when we’d have to leave for work around 45 min earlier than usual due to a morning meeting I had.

We got home, locked up the car as usual, and went in the house to take out the trash and recycling, as Thursday morning is when the trash & recycling pick up occurs. As we went through the rooms, we realized that we couldn’t find Mobi. He usually comes running to the gate when we come home late. When we come home early, he just sits on the couch and looks at us through sleepy eyes.

We figured he was in the backyard, so we took turns calling for him in the dark. After a bit of this and asking Colin if he’d seen Mobi that evening, we came to the awful conclusion that he had somehow escaped. Seppo checked for and found both of Mobi’s leashes at home, so he could not still be with Seppo’s mom. Despite the fact that it was already past 12:30am, Seppo called his mom to make sure that Mobi was not with her. Indeed he was not.

In full panic mode, Seppo and I roamed up and down the street separately. Seppo went to get a flashlight, and I continued on my way in the dark, softly calling and whistling for our dog. I looked at his favorite houses and called between the alleys. I went by the entrance of the dog run that is near our house. I jogged up and down the hill in fear that we would never see him again. Images of dogs that had been run over in the streets flew through my mind. I remembered the last time he went missing. I was filled with the same choking feeling.

Returning back toward the house with hopes that Mobi stayed in a small radius of his home, Seppo met me at the fence to tell me that Mobi was home! I was so happy! Seppo had gone to Joe’s room and woken him up to ask him if he had seen the dog, when they both heard a little sound from Joe’s closet. It was Mobi! Poor little guy.

He generally doesn’t whimper or bark when he’s behind a door. He just stands there, waiting, or just lays down and goes to sleep. This is what he does if you go in the bathroom to take a shower or something. He just lays outside until you come out. And I assume he just felt like hanging out in Joe’s closet, hanging out in the dark, when the door accidentally got shut. He probably just lay down and went to sleep. He certainly didn’t bark or scratch. He’s a funny little dog. I’m so glad he’s ok. That dumb mutt! 😀