WildEyed Loon

  • On Creativity, Morality and Information Overload

    Recently, I was at my writer’s group and we were talking about the barrage of information given to us by the media. I’m in an Artist’s Way workshop and I had taken my “artist date” at the local Barnes and Noble. I let my inner child artist free and we wandered the aisles looking at…

  • The Nature and Promise of Connection

    I have been trapped in a maze of my own making. For several months now I’ve been contemplating what it means to be connected. What is connection? Is it possible for me to have it? Do other people have it? Can they, or anyone really, show me the way? And so I watched people and…

  • Art and The Art of Living

    Yesterday, at my voice-over class, I asked my instructor about how she deals with just the mechanics of living while still pursuing her dream. You see, in the world of acting and voice-over, the actual job is to audition. We spend a lot of time trying to get the gig, much more than actually doing…

  • Inclusion and Exclusion in Community

    Recently, about 25 of us came together to discuss community, specifically, the issues of inclusion and exclusion. Our goal was to come together to learn more about the issue, witness the feelings and stories of each other and to come up with ideas about how to deal with it. Many feelings, stories and ideas came…

  • Exploring… Community

    You are invited to a dance community discussion about what it means to be in community. One of the challenges of our community is event planning.  We all love to be together for events, however, many times space available dictates the number of people who can be invited.  This can cause negative feelings, on all…

  • The Case for Manual Testers

    Let me tell you a story…. Once upon a time there was a magical world named IT.  It was a world of exploding ideas, technology, and of striving for excellence.  And every day it grew and grew.  Until one day, the demon EGO came in put a spell on all the cititizens of IT.  Because…

  • A Rabid Competence

    I woke up this morning feeling great.  Fabulous.  So utterly awesome that I whipped through a third of the Microsoft C# training program, and that was after I spent time on the Liveedge Online documentation.  That’s right.  Karin, right in the Driver’s seat.  Well straddling it actually.  My ass was just not in the mood to sit…

  • The Questions: Exploring Men and Women in the Context of Relationship

    Here are the questions that were put forth by many of the participants of the event Exploring Men and Women in the Context of Relationship. It’s our hope that the dialog will continue. If you have questions to add, please use the comment function to add questions onto this list.   How do you know…

  • Mirror, Mirror (Or how I trigger my OCD)

    I don’t like to label myself so instead of saying that “I HAVE OCD”, I’m going to say that I exhibit OCD-like behaviors. Upon occasion. Under certain circumstances. Sometimes without even thinking about it. My OCD-like behavior is fairly mild. I watch the same movies or TV shows or I read the same books or…

  • 5th time’s a charm…

    It was surreal, landing into LAX on Saturday. I was looking out the window and I didn’t really know where we were over the city. I kept thinking, oh, there’s the 405! But it wasn’t. Which way is north? Where is downtown? I thought I saw it and felt better about getting my bearings. Then…

  • A Can of Worms

    “Opening a can of worms”….where does that come from anyway? So you open it up. They all get out and start wiggling around, going every which way. I guess that could be stressful. But they’re worms! They are moving at, like, 2 inches per hour or something ridiculous! Hell, you could go have a nap…

  • My existence: Rights and Responsibilities

    I was on the elliptical machine at 24 Hour Fitness this morning, madly moving in place, contemplating my right to exist. I started doing what I always do. Whenever I start having thoughts that are very disturbing I try to find another way to think about them. I figure, well, if I can think about…

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