Thursday, February 26, 2009
Ok, I'm a little irritated
I posted a blog a couple of weeks ago about a now unnamed drink that I have been taking. Turns out I have been discovered by the blog police, yes big brother bloggers lurk. I got an email saying that I am violating regulations with the trademarked name of the drink I am taking. Don't ask me how it was discovered, I only know that it was FAST. Personally, I think my right to free speech has been violated. I think I should be able to write about Tabasco (tm) sauce if I want to...they only own the trademark use of the name for commercial purposes. Anyhow, I still like the product, rhymes with Kona Me, but I'm a little disillusioned with the big brother tactics of its trademark department. Why do they feel so threatened?
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No Fear
Ojai is known for its Pink Moment when at Sunset the sky turns mauve and pink over the Topa Topa mountains. Even better than Sunset is watching the moon rise over the Valley, a truly breathtaking view. A full moon over the Valley is magic and is asbolutely my favorite view. One of these days I'm going to have a "Howl at the Moon Party". Its on my short list - golf is on the long list.
As a child growing up on a large avocado ranch, I remember space, free time and privacy around me. Being able to get lost in the trees, finding a path overgrown by vines and creating a secret place where my sisters and I could play with our avocado leaf money and our water color make-up for an entire day and no one was worried. No people, lots of imagination, a trust in ourselves and a pace and innocence that most of us have forgotten.
Fear is so alive in today's World. Our greatest challenge is to live a life without fear. To openly love. To openly accept love. To embrace life with intent and without reservation.
No fear.
Nike had it right.
Howl at the Moon
No Fear
Dream House
Not a Nightmare - I swear!
Dreams vs. Nightmares
I'm not saying I'm actually remorseful - that would sound spoiled. But I really am wondering what possessed Mike and I to give up an apartment in Carpinteria on the beach and a house in Ojai with a pool for a 2 acre piece of dirt with "Life Long Project" written all over it. Its easy - the answer is Dreams. You have to have them. What would we have done if we could only fish and kayak on the weekends instead of backhoe, plaster and paint? This will be OUR home with new memories and stories. Fishing can be for weekends. It isn't a nightmare...do I sound convincing?
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I'm a little curious, wouldn't they want you to talk it up...sounds odd.
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