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A fresh start



Well, I’ve wanted to start a new blog for quite some time and today…errr…yesterday I finally got around to setting this up. A lot has happened since I last posted -it has been almost three years, and quite a few things are in the works. I’ll try to bring you up to speed in due time…it will be like getting to know one another all over again. :)

This will be sort of a central hub for all things related to me…photos, Twitter, mobile posts, news stories and anything else.

One thing I mulled over was whether or not I wanted to import my old posts…and I thought why not? After all, these old posts say a lot about what was going on in my life years ago. Hopefully I’ll be able to look back on a lot of them with a few laughs.

I think that’s enough for now…


Mobile Dweeb #1




Adventure #9



June 2006: Seattle

5 Days in Seattle. What did I see? West side, Pike Street, the Financial District, U District, dog parks, sushi on conveyor belts, Arboretum & Japanese garden and the rarest thing of all: the sun. With a constant forecast up to the moment I got on the plane of 3 rain filled days, I was in for a treat. Almost no rain (just a sprinkle or two) and sunny for all 5 days.

Pike Street Market is tge place many have seen on TV, where fish get tossed like sandbags while seafood stands are yelling out they have the “freshest fish”, “we fillet free!” and “buy today and eat for breakfast tomorrow!”. The veggies are always fresh and displayed in a rainbow of brilliant color as they are misted by hand every few minutes to give an even fresher look -as if their aroma wasn’t enough. What else? Every corner has a musician, so you know what I took photos of. The Arboretum surprise, Seattleā€™s Japanese garden was lacking color with very little in bloom so I focused on the snowflake-unique stone lanterns they had throughout the park. I was left with a nice collection of shots that I can’t wait to print.

Outside of my mission to get a ton of fire hydrant photos I did get to see the skyline -a few times.

For the rest of the photos of the trip and some nice shots of the Japanese garden, check out the Washington set @ Flickr.

Events to remember #3



Armenian Genocide

On a somber note, I thought I would toss out a history lesson. I was reminded tonight about the anniversary of something I learned at a very young age. Most of those who read my blog are too young to know that at one point the world did not fully acknowledge the events of the Holocaust -and until Germany admitted the horrors, the world didn’t recognize the Holocaust as we know it today. History books now recognize this event and there are few people today who have not heard of it. What most do not know is that Hitler thought he could get away with such an event because of something that happened just 22 years prior.

In 1915 1.5 million Armenians were killed in a Genocide -an attempt to eradicate a race and country. To this day, Turkey denies the events despite historical evidence to the contrary. History books are not written to talk about this event due to Turkey’s protest. However, some people know better that to remain quiet.

If you walk into the Holocaust memorial museum in Michigan you first come upon a photo of Hitler with a quoted response to the question: how do you think you will be able to get away wit this? His response “Who now today remembers the Armenians?”

One of the world’s worst tyrants was knowledgeable of the events, yet it’s kept out of our history books. It makes you wonder what other things happened in the world that we don’t know about because people don’t admit to them happening.

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On the night of April 23-24 1915, hundreds of Armenian intellectuals and community leaders were summarily arrested in the capital of the Ottoman Empire . The massive round-up resulted in the imprisonment of most Armenian politicians, priests, scientists, lawyers, doctors and writers of the Ottoman Empire . Shortly thereafter, the prisoners were deported to the inner provinces where nearly all of them were murdered by the authorities. Approximately 5000 community leaders were eliminates in this fashion. The Armenians were alarmed by the arrest of their community leaders. The Armenian deputies of the Ottoman Parliament expressed their anxiety to the government. These two deputies were themselves deported and assassinated.

April 24 each year since 1915 represents the symbolic date of the Armenian Genocide. That day is marked as a commemoration day for the victims of the Armenian Genocide. Many events and protests are organized throughout the world.

The first mass deportations began in late March 1915 in the region of Cilicia, on the coast of the Mediterranean Sea . An extensive plan of deportation and elimination of the Armenian population of the Ottoman Empire was prepared by Talat pasha, the head of the government. Notices of deportation were posted in public places and the news announced publicly in the streets of the Armenian towns and villages of the Armenian plateau. The Armenian men, women, children were given a few days to leave their homes. Families were expected to take only a minimum of baggage. The Turkish lies for relocation was that if was for the safety of Armenians from the war and that they needed every weapon that could assist them in fighting the war. Many Armenians in their nave trust gave the soldiers all they had to offer. The mass deportations began. The Armenians were organized into convoys and were made to walk to the Syrian Desert to the south. This indicated a well-organized plan. The men were taken to isolated locations beyond the city limits where they were executed. There have been many stories of victims; how their eyes were taped open and they were forced to stare at the sun until they were blinded, how men were lined up in front of camps and decapitated one by one! The women, children and straggling elderly were to die a much slower death. Without food and water, they were dragged from one province to another. They were stripped of their clothes and were forced to walk barefooted and naked through the harshness of the desert! Women, girls were forced to dance around fire pits for the Turkish soldiers. Girls and women were ruthlessly raped and their bodies mutilated. Many of them were sold to Turkish families as slaves. Some Turkish people took many Armenian children to be raised in their homes saving their lives, but losing their Armenian Identity. Many women courageously killed themselves, by throwing themselves into a river, just so the Turks would not get to them. On August 1916, the Ottoman government dismissed the Patriarch of the Armenians of the Ottoman Empire and arrested the last holder of that position.

From May 1915 until the spring 1916, nearly all Armenians of the Ottoman Empire disappeared from the Armenian plateau. Around 1,500,000 Armenians were murdered, a country was torn apart and a people left grieving, perpetrated by the government of Turkey , the Ottoman Empire . More than half the Armenian population perished and the rest were forcibly driven from their ancestral homeland. Many Armenians escaped massacres by fleeing to Europe and America , later forming Armenian Diaspora.

Concert Review #12



KT Tunstall and David Ford

KT Tunstall @ Magic Bag [Ferndale, MI]
Story: Scottish lass kicks off tour with a BANG!

Artist Name: KT Tunstall

**Update: Fixed the story link.

Happy Saint Patty’s Day



My goodness my Guinness

Yes yes it’s that wonderful day ‘o green today. I’m part Irish (or so I remember being told at one point in my life) so on with the Irish jokes and links to today’s day ‘o green fun!

Six retired Irishmen were playing poker in O’Leary’s apartment when Paddy Murphy loses $500 on a single hand, clutches his chest and drops dead at the table . Showing respect for their fallen brother, the other five continue playing standing up. Michael O’Conner looks around and asks, “Oh, me boys, someone got’s to tell Paddy’s wife. Who will it be?” They draw straws. Paul Gallagher picks the short one. They tell him to be discreet be gentle, don’t make a bad situation any worse. “Discreet??? I’m the most discreet Irishman you’ll ever meet. Discretion is me middle name. Leave it to me.”

Gallagher goes over to Murphy’s house and knocks on the door. Mrs. Murphy answers and asks what he wants. Gallagher declares:
“Your husband just lost $500 and is afraid to come home.”
“Tell him to drop dead!”, says Murphy’s wife.
“I’ll go tell him.” says Gallagher

Cheers to my friend from Michigan spending this day in Ireland across the street from the Guinness factory.