Clearly, I am on a “Power of One” kick.  I guess in an era where basic female health care is under fire, people are seriously considering Rick “I’m Policing Lady Parts” Santorum or Newt “What Religion (and Wife) Am I This Year” Gingrich for the highest office in the Free World and the Girl Scouts are being accused of a lesbian plot to spread abortion throughout the land I need something to cling to.  Yeah, I know, none of it makes sense to me either.  Anyhow, it does feel nice to see one person make some douche-bags sit up and eat crow.

Once upon a time there was a perfectly nice guy named Dave Carroll and his band mates on a United flight to their next gig.  Travel working in the dysfunctional way that it does in this place and time, the guys had checked their most precious possessions, their instruments.  Yep, the tools they need to do their jobs were in the capable hands of United’s finest.  If you detect a note of sarcasm there, gold star for you.

Imagine their dismay, and borderline panic, as they are sitting on the plane waiting for take-off, when a lady behind them says, “Hey look, they’re throwing guitars!”  I know, cue dramatic music, we’ve seen made for t.v. movies, we know tragedy is imminent.  Dave and company naturally made their concerns known to the flight crew who, in true 90′s SNL fashion said, “Yep, sure, okay and BUH-BYE.”

Dave picked up his checked, custom-made Taylor guitar and to no one’s surprise, found the neck had been snapped. (I know, it’s like the death of a friend, the poor guy.  Oh, and that’s not sarcasm.)  Finding his treasured instrument thus damaged, Dave did what any normal person would do, he filed a claim with United for the value of the guitar ($3500).  Dave subsequently wasted the next nine months trying to get United to make this right.  You think your cell phone company gives you the runaround? That’s nothing.  Dave never saw a dime and those are months he’ll never get back.

At last, in his final exchange with the United Customer Relations Manager Dave warned her, he was left with no choice but to create a music video detailing their complete lack of cooperation.  Her response was, “Good luck with that one, pal.”  (He mentions her by name in the video- they have a special bond.)

The power of the Internet…

So, he posted his video on YouTube.  I feel I should mention that as far as retaliatory little diddies go, the song’s not bad.  The video has since received over 11 million hits.  Can you say, “So viral, United”?  United Airlines contacted the musician and attempted a settlement in exchange for pulling the video. (Cry babies.) Naturally, his response was, “Good luck with that one, pal.”

Taylor Guitars sent Dave Carroll two new custom guitars in appreciation for the product recognition from the video that has led to a sharp increase in orders.

Dave has his music career and some lovely speaking engagements around the country.  Here’s his video, quite delightful, and, oh yeah, United can suck it.

Score one for the rest of us.  Thanks, Dave.

A curious thing happened to me this week; I was tagged.  No, no gang symbols were spray painted on me and I wasn’t playing with my kids.  I got tagged by another blogger.  Wow!  Who knew such a thing happens? Clearly, not me.  Actually, I am quite excited.  I had just written a blog on the community and positive aspects of the Internet (click here to read it) and this was a prime example of the same.

Thank you to my friend, Wind Up My Skirt, for throwing me into the game.

By the way, Wind Up My Skirt writes a killer blog.  The things that get her skirt all up and twisted are some of my pet peeves, too, so we’re simpatica that way.  You need to read her blog. Yes, click there.

The game, as I understand it, is simple.  You are tagged. Then you answer eleven questions.  Next you tag eleven other bloggers and ask them eleven new questions.

Here are the eleven questions Wind Up My Skirt asked the people she tagged:

1. Why did you start your blog?

I finished my first fantasy novel, but I have no published work.  The general consensus seemed to be that it would be good for my writing career to begin a blog and hopefully, develop a following (which is why you need to tell your friends, err, no pressure, guys).  It has the added benefit of giving me another form of writing.  That’s the best thing for a writer, just keep writing.

2. Who is your favorite actor/actress?

That’s hard… how about crushes? Oded Fehr, Michal Biehn, Judson Scott and Robert Taylor

3. Name your favorite band/musician?

Easy, the late, great, Ronnie James Dio

4. What is your favorite TV Show?

It fluctuates, however, at the present I’m following (more or less): Doctor Who, The Big Bang Theory, How I Met Your Mother, Top Chef, Fringe and Once Upon A Time

5. Who is your favorite scientist?

Jane Goodall

6. Name your favorite author?

Are you flipping kidding me?  Talk about your Herculean task!  Off the top of my head I’d say: David Eddings, Jim Butcher, J.R.R. Tolkien, Anne McCaffrey, Jane Austin, Katherine Kurtz, Barbara Hambly and Geraldine Brooks.  That’s just the tip of the iceberg though.

7. What do you do with your free time when you are not online?

I like running, spending time with friends and family, cooking, writing and crafting.  I also love to garden and a hot bubble bath is a rare, but beloved, indulgence.

8. If you had to live in another country, which country would you choose and why?

I haven’t traveled as much as I would like to, but I could be very happy in Italy, specifically Florence.  The food is amazing, the people are adorable, the weather is very similar to California, you are surrounded by art and history.  What’s not to love?

9. What three words best describe you?

Inquisitive, friendly and loud…ish

10. What is your biggest guilty pleasure?

I usually try to eat healthy, but oh man, I sure love some loaded potato skins with ranch dressing to dip.  YUM!

11. If you were throwing a dinner party, and could invite any 10 people (living or dead) who would you invite?

Okay, let’s see, obviously, I’d want all my friends and family, but if we’re just talking personalities I’d love to meet:

Ronnie James Dio

Richard III

Ellen DeGeneres

Madeline L’Engle

Priscilla “Petie” Snow (A dear friend of mine, though thirty years older than me.  She passed away four years ago and I miss her so.  She was lovely in all types of company.)

Walter Cronkite

Jacques Cousteau

Chief Joseph (Nez Perce Nation)

Pat Benatar

Boudica (She’d have to check her sword at the door, of course.)

Okay, so if I’m doing this right I need to come up with eleven questions of my own for my tag-ees.  (I think that’s a word.)  Here’s what I’m asking them:

1.)  What is your favorite quote?

2.)  What is your first memory?

3.)  If you could have any dish cooked by anyone in the world (living or dead), what would you have and who would prepare it for you?

4.)  What languages do you speak?  What language would you most like to learn?

5.)  Do you have any pet peeves?  What are they?

6.)  Name one thing you like about yourself.

7.)  If I handed you $1000 (American) right now, how would you spend it? No fair saving it!

8.)  What is your favorite song?

9.)  Do you play any musical instruments?

10.)  What is your favorite piece of poetry?

11.)  Name your favorite season and why.

Now it’s my turn to pass the fun on to eleven lucky bloggers!  Here is who I chose (be sure to check out their blogs!):

Journey of Two

Sunny Spells

Cadmefoghlamthainniu

The Many Facets of Laura

Wendy Spinale

Happiness Stan Lives Here

ByKimberlyEmerson

Talinorfali

CandidlySpeaking

Northierthanthou

Vikram Roy

Tag, Ladies and Gents!  You’re it!

What do I do with him once I catch him???

I had a good friend suggest that since the theme of this blog was, oh- what? You didn’t know we had a theme?!?

Okay, to be fair, I do jump around a great deal. 

Where was I? Right, since the theme of this blog is a peek inside my head, we really need a music section.  I need to do something with books, too, as I read like a voracious carnivore, but I’ll fall off that bridge on another day.  Anyhow, I had a good friend suggest that I do something with music in addition to my usual rants.

Ergo, Musical Mondays.  Spoiler alert. I make no pretensions as to timeliness… so they might not be on Mondays.  AND I can’t promise new music.  You’ll just get whatever I happen to be running to at that particular time, on that particular day.  Please send me your picks!

So, just punting and seeing where this goes…

Let me introduce you all to Black Country Communion.  BCC meet everyone, well, at least, MY everyone.  BCC was created in 2010 with their first album, Black Country.  They have since released a second album in 2011 entitled “2″.  Black Country Communion are a “super group” although outside their genre the “super” members may not be super well-known.  So, I’ll introduce them, shall I?  Everything is better among friends.

BCC is Derek Sherinian, formerly keyboardist for prog rock favorite, Dream Theater.  On guitar BCC boasts Joe Bonamassa who is a successful blues/rock guitarist with eleven solo records to his credit.  Drums are masterfully handled by Jason Bonham, formerly of UFO, Foreigner, his own group Bonham, and, for six blissful weeks, Led Zeppelin.  Lastly, on bass and lead vocals, we have Glenn “The Voice of Rock” Hughes who honestly, I think, knows everyone in classic hard rock and heavy metal… and beyond.  Most notably Hughes has played with Deep Purple and Black Sabbath, but he’s had more “projects’ than you can shake a stick at: Joe Lynn Turner, Tommi Iommi, Night Ranger, Pat Travers, hey, he even played with XYZ.

This is the band’s self-promotional YouTube commercial, mind you, VERY few artists get the kind of back up that once was customary, you know, video, press tour, whatever, it’s all gone now.  You want to sell albums?  Get out on tour and hustle.

You like that bit about “out of the Black Country they came?” That refers to the section of England Hughes and Bonham hail from.  It’s industrial and dark. Sherinian and Bonamassa are Yanks, so you pro-American types can be happy, too.  See, something for everyone.

I love both BCC albums.  In the interests of continuity, I’m focusing on the first album, but “2″ rocks, too. (No pun intended there.)  I love to run to “One Last Soul” and Bonamassa surprised me with his lead vocals on “Song of Yesterday”.  Incidentally, Jason Bonham does Bonzo proud on the second half of that song; the drums are thundering, in a good way.  Frankly, I’m so used to Hughes as an awesome vocalist I sometimes forget, he’s a hell of a bassist.  BCC splits the line between hard rock and blues.  They are not what I would call heavy metal.  They are no harder than say a Van Halen (in the Sammie days) or a Nickelback.  If Nickelback can be tearing up the charts, I honestly can’t understand why Black Country Communion should be left out of the game.  They have far superior musicianship, catchier riffs and hey, as the wise woman once said, “they rock!”

Here’s “One Last Soul” from the album Black Country (this is NOT to sell “2″  short, I’m just going in order).  Good stuff!

Incidentally, go to Black Country Communion’s website for a free song download and get your BCC library started!

Hope it makes your iPod and I’m looking forward to what you can introduce me to from your library.  Though I drift to hard rock, I listen to all types of music, so do not rule anything out thinking I wouldn’t like it.

Make it a great week, my friends.   :-)

P.S.  11:56pm, but still Monday!

Hello, my friends!  I am so sorry for the delay between my posts.  I have been consumed with other projects and even other blog posts yet to be published.  Then I realized I’d best get cracking already.  So, grab something to munch on and settle back for today’s goodie.  It was a ball to research!

This past week saw the coming and going of another Valentine’s Day.  My honey was out-of-town, but it’s okay, because ultimately our relationship is real while Valentine’s Day is fake.  Now, don’t get me wrong.  Just because it’s a made up holiday doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy roses, a romantic evening and a love letter or two as much as the next girl.   Hallmark may have promoted an illusion, however, then the illusion took on a life of its own.

From a starting point of “fake stuff”, it was a small step for this post to get to politics.  It’s an election year here in America.  More specifically, it’s a presidential election year.  Before the year ends we’ll be drowning in flyers, commercials, campaign phone calls and debates.  Some candidates have already been running for the last year and a half.  It’s a long, tedious, heart-breaking, mind-numbing process.  I hear it’s rough on the candidates, too.  Thankfully, I live in California, a state that has voted solidly “blue” since Bill Clinton in 1992.  I pity those poor souls in the so-called “Battle Ground” states.

Election years mean a lot of speeches.  Speeches most candidates hire professional speech writers to write for them, thus rendering every “I” statement fake.  These paid for outpourings of promises they don’t intend to keep also include a staggering number of clichés.  Some politicians have the money for  better speech writers than others, but in the end there are certain themes that come up again and again, things held sacred in the United States.  Well, some people hold them sacred.

This got me thinking about America and topics that get people misty-eyed.  Things like apple pie, the Pledge of Allegiance and “In God We Trust”.  Where did these hallowed pieces of Americana originate?  Imagine my surprise upon discovering the answer was simple.  Someone made them up.  I cry “Shenanigans! (What? It worked on South Park.)

Let’s start with the basics, apple pie.  Throughout most of our history, apple pie was not any more popular or American than any other dessert item.  Apple pies were baked and enjoyed, of course, but so were cherry, pumpkin and a number of other varieties.  We can blame apple pie’s current preeminence on Prohibition.  At the time of Prohibition the United States was the world’s largest grower of apples.  These apples were primarily used in the making of hard cider.  Once hard cider became a no-no, farmers had a whole lot of apples to hawk.  In an effort to raise the popularity of apples, a marketing campaign was launched.  Such old sayings such as, “an apple a day, keeps the doctor away” and “the apple of my eye” were revived.  The apple pie was promoted in women’s magazines and daily newspapers as the most delicious dessert to be had, as well as a patriotic recipe to serve. Let’s be fair, the pie is delicious and what’s more American than good product placement, right?

"As American as apple pie"

Next we have the Pledge of Allegiance.  It can inspire even the crustiest of individuals to have a sentimental moment.  (Sorry, I still have pie on my mind.)  The Pledge was written in 1892 by Francis Bellamy for the magazine The Youth’s Companion at the request of  his editor, James Upham.  In order to sell more magazine subscriptions the Companion used an incentive program for its readers called premiums.  Premiums are basically the same idea as when you get your husband his subscription to Sports Illustrated and they send you that blasted football phone (Woo…. wait for it… hoo.)  I’m oversimplifying again.  More accurately, premiums are what you would get if the football phone and the old-time Sears Roebuck dry goods catalog had a love child.  The magazine had a sort of side business with a catalog of dry goods that readers could purchase.  They sold everything from hens to church bells, from moccasins to furniture.  New subscribers and renewing readers would also receive free goodies out of the catalog.  Between 1888-1892 Upham launched a campaign he called his School Flag Movement combining the goal of selling more flags with the more laudable aim to raise patriotism among America’s youth by promoting a flag for every school.  Besides the Pledge, Upham also included essay contests on the flag, “spirited literature” and children could even buy “flag cards” for ten cents apiece.  These cards, once you had enough of them, could be redeemed for a school flag.  This campaign sold twenty-five thousand flags just to schools.  Amazing to think that a ploy to sell magazines and flags would eventually inspire such passionate feelings that after Congress added the words “under God” in the 1950′s we’d end up STILL arguing over it.  Oh, and there’s a postscript that conservatives should just adore; Bellamy was a Christian Socialist.  Yep, he really was a socialist and he really wrote the pledge.  I find that a lovely irony.

Have you bought your own flag yet? All the cool kids are doing it.

The last one is my personal favorite.  Probably because so many arguments point to it as proof that America was founded as a Christian nation.  (Me?  I’ll stand behind the whole separation of church and state. ) Point of fact, the Framers were amazingly specific in their design to keep religion and politics separate, and if you’ve been watching the news this past week or two, you’ll see excellent examples of why.  Second point of fact, don’t point to our current motto “In God We Trust” as proof the Framers wanted America to be a fundamentally Christian nation.  The motto our Founders actually chose (and is on our Great Seal) was E Pluribus Unum.  I think the translation is absolutely beautiful, especially considering the fractured state of the colonies who had just hung on together through the Revolutionary War to emerge as a young nation.  It means “Of Many We Are One” or “One From Many”.

What the Founders Chose For Us

“In God We Trust” was implemented in 1956 as a response to the Cold War.  Congress and the Federal government were at the height of the Red Scare and McCarthyism ran rampant.  Proponents of the change wanted to delineate the Western capitalistic democracies, which were at least nominally Christian from the Communist countries who embraced Atheism.  This was beyond product placement.  It was our way of trumpeting how cool our entire capitalist system was.  At least they didn’t insist on which God we trust, meaning it works for us Pastafarians, too.

In the end, one is left to wonder if it matters how things like Valentine’s Day or the Pledge of Allegiance got popularized or why they were started.  I mean, the reality lies in how we view and revere these things today, not in how many cider apple farmers we needed to bail out in the 1920′s.  Of course, it does make it that much easier to take every politician’s speeches with an even larger grain of salt, and that’s goes for both sides of the aisle.  One person’s patriotism is another’s marketing plan.  So, like Valentine’s Day or Grandparents’ Day, they are essentially fake but these pieces of Americana have transcended their beginnings to become something larger and far more worthwhile, sort of like a ragged bunch of colonies a few hundred years back that grew into the greatest nation of our time.

E Pluribus Unum, my friends.

I shall hold off calling "Shenanigans" for now.

“The Internet is clearly about more than sports scores and email now.  It’s a place where we can conduct our democracy and get very large amounts of data to very large numbers of people. ” ~Frank James

There are times when the Internet, and the world in general, can seem like a dark and lonely place.  It’s filled with perverts and rip-offs and porn. Oh my!  (It’s important that you say those last two sentences a la Wizard of Oz, “Lions and tigers and bears. Oh my!”  It’s just more fun that way.) No seriously, we warn our children about the dangers of the Internet, we send warnings to our friends (the ones with PC’s, anyway) cautioning them against opening emails with the virus du jour and shake our heads over Facebook’s latest change and how it affects our privacy.  (Then we proceed to post every detail of our day. Hmm.) However, I’m talking about the kind of cyber activity that gives me the warm fuzzies.

Perverts and rip-offs and porn! Oh My!

These past couple of years and especially the last two weeks have me looking at the Internet with fresh eyes.  There’s a whole lot of good going on here. (Now, you can hum along with the tune of Herman’s Hermits “I’m Into Something Good”. ) Some of the things that are making me sit up and take notice are little things important only to me, some are germane locally, while others have seriously been newsworthy.  (When I typed that last bit, the term “Sponge-worthy” floated through my brain.  Spontaneous giggles ensued.)  You all know I am profoundly grateful for the old friends the Web has brought back into my life and  I use many web-based applications to stay in contact with all my favorite peeps. The amazing thing is I’m not just keeping up with current friends, I’m actually making new ones.

It’s a little weird, but there are people  I’ve only met through email or blogging and I now consider them friends.  A case in point is my fellow blogger, Jessica.  She blogs on a variety of fun subjects.  I never know what she’ll post on: recipes, hip new products, a movie or book review.  She makes me feel so caught up.  You should check her out.  We’ve start emailing back and forth beyond the blogs and supporting each other’s efforts.  It’s been very cool.  Then there are bloggers I follow and who visit my blog from India, Great Britain, Israel and Canada, among other places.  It makes the world seem so small and friendly.

There is the whole library aspect of the web.  I can be writing and need a synonym, a definition or a quotation and it is quite literally at my fingertips.  The research that once upon a time would have involved precious hours is now reduced to a quick trip down Cyber Google Lane.  While I still do some research the old-fashioned way, they’re called books, children,  I can do a lot of the heavy lifting from my computer.  Doing research from my laptop has the added bonus of working with my schedule (quite often in the wee hours of the night) as opposed to say the public library’s more limiting hours, what with budget cuts and all.

I get a great deal of my news from online as well.  Seems everywhere I turn there are interesting articles or informative videos to peruse.  Yes, one does need to mindful that one does not allow one’s entire day to sucked away by the siren song of the computer.  All things in moderation, right?  I also love that the news can be and frequently is targeted just for me.  (You mean, you made this whole Internet, just for little ol’ me? Aw, shucks, you shouldn’t have.)  For example, I can go to my local Pleasanton Patch online newspaper and find out what’s happening in my neck of the woods.  You probably have one in your area if you are in the U.S.. The Patch will tell me what’s happening with local events, community needs, city issues, my friend Cameron even writes on our schools.

More than friends and social niceties, information and news, the last few months culminating in the past two weeks have been very illuminating in terms of what the Internet can do.  First, we watched in amazement at the Internet coordinated and driven revolution in Egypt and marveled at the impact social networking is making throughout the Middle East.  Then at home, there was SOPA and PIPA which had everyone online in an uproar (and rightly so).  These two innocent sounding acronyms inspired the now famous Internet blackout of January 18th and a blog rant by yours truly.  For now these bills have been shelved.  Apparently things just got too hot in Washington.  (Everyone, remember the words to “Hot in the City” by Billy Idol?  Sorry, this is rapidly becoming a sing along blog.)  I’m sure it was my piece that made the difference, right? Okay, maybe not.

Still, even with the whole SOPA/PIPA extravaganza, last week’s Komengate surprised me.  It took just one news cycle and Komen was back pedaling.  Which is good, because I thought they were flipping out of their collective pink minds.  Where do they think women without health coverage go for care of the female persuasion?  I mean, that’s where I went for annual exams, birth control and the occasional girl problem (don’t worry, male readers, I’ll spare you the gory details) in my twenties.  Those were the years when I was off my parents’ insurance but hadn’t quite gotten a good enough job to have my own.  Come to think of it, even when I had insurance it didn’t cover women’s care very well.  I still had to turn to Planned Parenthood.  They were a lifesaver.

In these days of unlimited campaign spending (gosh, thanks, Supreme Court) and aggressively active PAC’s, are we finding there might actually be an avenue to get the voice of the people through?  That there may be a way we can react quickly enough, disseminate information in such a way as to shine a light on our issues and our needs?  Do the people have a bullhorn, cyberly speaking?  Goodness, I don’t know, that makes me positively, well, hopeful.

A warmer, fuzzier Internet?  I dig it.

“The Internet is like alcohol in some sense.  It accentuates what you would do anyway.  If you want to be a loner, you can be more alone.  If you want to connect, it makes it easier to connect.”  ~Esther Dyson

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