Funny Comic Strip- I love seacows

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/2uFZCI/loneyinfermo.com/img/comic/20.png

It's all relative.

Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. That's Relativity.

- Albert Einstein

Nobel Prize Laureate (Physics)

Green Machine

http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/18oMVV/crunchybetty.com/clear-skin-from-the-inside-out-green-smoothies

Early Spring Till

The Wheel "Early Spring Till" from Daniel Chesnut on Vimeo.

I love trains.

"The clock ticked as loudly as rain on glass.

I like trains because they make sounds that fit their bodies."

2 words.

SPRING CLEANING!!!

I just cleaned every last inch and corner of my house. Shined the hardwood floors. Dusted the shelves...organized...mopped...6 hours later...It looks amazing!!!!

Doctors without Borders

I am going to work for Doctors without Borders someday... soon.

http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/photogallery/?ref=main-menu

Thailand Update....

I just got approval from all my professors of the next and final semester of nursing school, to go on an expedition to Thailand and Myanmar to work in the refugee camps. June 2-22nd. I still need to petition to the BAAC to get the final go ahead... I will still be able to graduate on time

and have a great experience in Thailand. This is what I want to do with my life.

Global Health.

Cross all your fingers and appendages for me!!!

I AM SO ELATED! I didn't think this was even remotely possible to go... but everything is coming together nicely... thank you universe.

Matt Boyle Art

I just found and then immediately fell in love with this artist. His name is Matt Boyle. He creates all kinds of amazing things including paintings, hand etched copper bracelets, sketches, music, etc. What a talented individual..... and he's hot. yup. Pretty sure he did a video for Andrew Bird.

Here's a link to his blog.

http://dominantfiction.com/tessett_draw.html

Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid. -Albert Einstein

Let the world change you, and you can change the world.

-The Motorcycle Diaries

Facebook Free LIfe

I have finished 1 whole book which I read entirely for pleasure.

ISHMAEL

Very, Very, Very interesting book.

Full of new perspectives about way of life and the environment.

Highly recommend it.

"The world must live. We are only one species among billions. The gods don't love us any more than they love spiders or bears or whales or water lilies."
— Daniel Quinn

Wilco - Country Disappeared | A Take Away Show from La Blogotheque on Vimeo.

Lineage

If I ever have a child, a girl, I am going to name her Ashima.

It means limitless, without borders.

And maybe a middle name of Eve,

Which means Life.

The things our govt will do for money...

http://english.aljazeera.net/indepth/features/2011/03/2011316131230188238.html

This is disgusting.

Thailand

It's amazing how a few simple yes's can lead to opportunities to something you have always dreamed. When I got back from Peru, I told myself I wouldn't go on another medical travel mission without having a comprehensive medical team with a plan to execute upon arrival. I am sick of the disorganization that so often accompanies the typical medical volunteer abroad programs....

So, my professor Mary called me early one morning to accompany her on a spur of the moment meeting with Amy who also works with refugees. I had 10 minutes to get out of bed and get ready. I almost told her "no" but something in me made me say "yes".

After our meeting, Amy mentioned she was going on a trip to Thailand this summer to work in the Burmese refugee camps. She invited me to come along if I possibly could. Mary's eyes lit up and she really encouraged me to try work things out with school so I would be able to go.

Considering this summer semester is my last, and includes an intensive capstone rotation, I thought my chances were a long shot. However, Mary has really been advocating for me and contacting all the necessary personnel in order to get me to go. She has really gone above and beyond for me.

So, after some leg work and serious persuading... things are looking more in my favor. My Dad has offered up some of his sky miles to pay for the flight. I think I can round up the money necessary to go.

Mary said it would be a once in a lifetime opportunity because it is very difficult to get permission to actually go into refugee camps and work with that population. It is a program in the University of Utah, with departments in Public Health, Occupational Health, and Social Work participating. They would really like a nurse to come along too.

This is what I have dreamed about doing... and now, hopefully, if everything works out... I will be fortunate enough to go. It would be an honor to work alongside these other professionals, and it would be the REAL deal. Pray to the travel gods for me.

Grumpy Old Men

Can I just say how much I love old people?

I was studying at Coffee Garden today and it was packed as always. So, the cutest old guy in the whole world asked if he could share a table with me. How could I say no? He was adorable and wearing plaid. (I have a thing for plaid)

He sat down and started asking me how I felt about the U of U's sports and something about the pac 10. I was embarrassed to admit I didn't know much about it. So, then he asked me about Libya and Japan... I had tons to say. A wonderful conversation blossomed. Finally, someone with something worth while talking about....something other than themselves. It was truly refreshing...

Then his friend, another old man, came and sat at our table. Turns out he is an Anesthesiologist that has traveled all around the world, and done some work in Germany. We talked about traveling, nursing, and a lot of other things.

We talked about books going electronic....and how I can't stand the reading from an electronic medium. I told him I have to use all my senses when I read a book; touch, sight, smell, hearing the pages crinkle as you turn them. Turns out I am sentimental about books. My first friend Roger loved that. Wally was all about technology and the digitalization of our world... We talked about oil, simplifying life, glass eyes and going blind, and even burning shit for fuel.

It was the most interesting conversation I have had in a long time. I love old people.

Meet Gibson. My 5 string long neck lover.

new song I learned on the banjo.... put my own spin on it. It's really fun to play and sing to... and it's sums up life at the moment pretty much.

Don't Think Twice, It's All Right

It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don’t matter, anyhow
An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don’t know by now
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I’ll be gone
You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on
Don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
I’m on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin’ anyway
So don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
I can’t hear you anymore
I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I’m told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don’t think twice, it’s all right

I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I’m bound, I can’t tell
But goodbye’s too good a word, gal
So I’ll just say fare thee well
I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don’t mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don’t think twice, it’s all right

-Bob Dylan

Ragnar Napa Valley

I just signed up to do Ragnar Napa Valley with some really great gals and guys....The last Ragnar I did in Arizona was a life changing experience. Totally amazing. I am amazed at what the human body can endure and accomplish.

I have 6 months to train and get in the best shape ever. I am excited to have a goal to work toward, something to train for, and for the culmination in September in wine country. Plus, the new Ragnar medals are awesome, and I know it wants to be friends with my first Ragnar medal. I can picture it now.... getting in the zone running alongside HWY 1 and the gorgeous Pacific.

My last experience in wine country was incredible. Picture Perfect. We drove down HWY 1, we ate fresh crab in little shacks, we tasted so much wine and loaded up our trunk with it, we stopped at every brewery we saw, we whale watched from the beach, we camped, and stayed in a plush hotel to top it off. It was really great, and I have always wanted to go back.

And while I am there, why not scope it out as a place to live as a brand new nurse?

So excited about this.

Gimme some Shug!!!

mmmmmmmmmmmm hmmmmmmmmmmmmm......

I applied for a TICU/CCU nursing job in Melbourne, Australia....

it's a long shot...

but just throwing it out there...

you never know what'll come back....

Intoxicated with prosperity...

"But for all we’ve lost, hope is in fact one thing we Japanese have regained. The great earthquake and tsunami have robbed us of many lives and resources. But we, who were so intoxicated with our own prosperity, have once again planted the seed of hope. So I choose to believe."

-Ryu Murakami

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/03/17/opinion/17Murakami.html

Life After Facebook.

I deleted my Facebook. Why? Because it's a self indulgent time suck, and I wanted to see what wonderful productive things I could do in the hours I would normally be dumping on the social network. People should be reading about what is going on in this crazy freaking world, about real things that matter, not obsessing about how their profile page looks or conjuring up the next witty thing to say after they have had hours to think about it.

It's phony. It's kitsch.

Everyone I care about is a real part of my life. I can touch them, hug them, talk to them face to face. That is what real human connection is all about. I fear that virtuality is replacing all that is real. If my "friends" want to see how/what I am doing they make an effort to be a real part of my life and they can call me or come over. I would never meet--> date anyone on Facebook. And I have had some really strange friend requests lately. To me, Facebook is strangely reminiscent of Myspace now. Everyone and their dog is on Facebook. And lord knows how I hate to follow the crowd.

The one and only thing that was keeping me on Facebook was the ability to stay in touch with the many lovely people I have met traveling... luckily I can reactivate my account if I were to travel again or need to make contact with my friends around the world.

I will admit it does have it good points as far as getting people together for certain causes and events...I am not a total Facebook hater. I just need a long hiatus. I want to disappear. I am sick of the scene here anyway. Salt Lake City is getting much too small for my taste.

So, for now, so long virtual world. Adios. Ciao. Arevafuckingderci.... Here 's to my personal liberation from the bullshit.

Tomorrow.

1- my 120 film is developed and ready to be picked up.

2-possible road bike found. for cheap.

3-lunch and a drive with mom

4-mountain bike tune up and beers

5- coffee shop study sessions continued.

For the Greater Good. Amazing.

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/03/16/world/asia/16workers.html?pagewanted=1&smid=fb-nytimes

Sex, Love, and Death

"Fireflies out on a warm summer's night, seeing the urgent, flashing, yellow-white phosphorescence below them, go crazy with desire; moths cast to the winds an enchantment potion that draws the opposite sex, wings beating hurriedly, from kilometers away; peacocks display a devastating corona of blue and green and the peahens are all aflutter; competing pollen grains extrude tiny tubes that race each other down the female flower's orifice to the waiting egg below; luminescent squid present rhapsodic light shows, altering the pattern, brightness and color radiated from their heads, tentacles, and eyeballs; a tapeworm diligently lays a hundred thousand fertilized eggs in a single day; a great whale rumbles through the ocean depths uttering plaintive cries that are understood hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, where another lonely behemoth is attentively listening; bacteria sidle up to one another and merge; cicadas chorus in a collective serenade of love; honeybee couples soar on matrimonial flights from which only one partner returns; male fish spray their spunk over a slimy clutch of eggs laid by God-knows-who; dogs, out cruising, sniff each other's nether parts, seeking erotic stimuli; flowers exude sultry perfumes and decorate their petals with garish ultraviolet advertisements for passing insects, birds, and bats; and men and women sing, dance, dress, adorn, paint, posture, self-mutilate, demand, coerce, dissemble, plead, succumb, and risk their lives.

To say that love makes the world go around is to go too far. The Earth spins because it did so as it was formed and there has been nothing to stop it since. But the nearly maniacal devotion to sex and love by most of the plants, animals, and microbes with which we are familiar is a pervasive and striking aspect of life on Earth. It cries out for explanation. What is all this in aid of? What is the torrent of passion and obsession about? Why will organisms go without sleep, without food, gladly put themselves in mortal danger for sex? ... For more than half the history of life on Earth organisms seem to have done perfectly well without it. What good is sex?... Through 4 billion years of natural selection, instructions have been honed and fine-tuned...sequences of As, Cs, Gs, and Ts, manuals written out in the alphabet of life in competition with other similar manuals published by other firms. The organisms become the means through which the instructions flow and copy themselves, by which new instructions are tried out, on which selection operates.

'The hen,' said Samuel Butler, 'is the egg's way of making another egg.' It is on this level that we must understand what sex is for. ... The sockeye salmon exhaust themselves swimming up the mighty Columbia River to spawn, heroically hurdling cataracts, in a single-minded effort that works to propagate their DNA sequences into future generation. The moment their work is done, they fall to pieces. Scales flake off, fins drop, and soon--often within hours of spawning--they are dead and becoming distinctly aromatic.

They've served their purpose.

Nature is unsentimental.

Death is built in."
— Carl Sagan (Shadows of Forgotten Ancestors: Earth Before Humans)

I'll sit beside you while the world ends...

Baths

"In un mondo di ciechi un orbo è re."

Effigy

If you come to find me affable
Build a replica for me
Would the idea to you be laughable
Of a pale facsimile?

So will you come to burn an effigy?
It should keep the flies away
And when you long to burn this effigy
It should be of the hours that slip away, slip away

It could be you, it could be me
Working the door, drinking for free
Carrying on with your conspiracies
Filling the room with a sense of unease

Fake conversations on a nonexistent telephone
Like the words of a man who's spent a little too much time alone
When one has spent too much time alone

So will you come to burn my effigy?
It should keep the flies away
If you long to burn an effigy
It should be of a man whose has lost his way, slips away

It could be you, it could be me
Working the door, drinking for free
Carrying on with your conspiracies
Filling the room with a sense of unease

Fake conversations on a nonexistent telephone
Like the words of a man who's spent a little too much time alone
When one has spent too much time alone

-Andrew Bird

If you're hearts already broken then it's easier to give others pieces of it

_Ebay Jamil Hamilton (genius quote master)

Music is good for the soul. And soul is good for the music.

-Ebay Jamil Hamilton (genius quote master)

A taste of the future.

One of my biggest dreams of all, and really the end goal to all my nursing endeavors, is to get involved with Global Health initiatives. This dream blossomed during a trip to Belize. It was my first time out of the United States, and I saw the huge need for health care services for the locals.

Each time I travel, this need is something that is continually reinforced as a major issue in this world. So many people living on this planet don't have access to quality care, and therefore have to overcome an unfair disadvantage. An integral part to a life of quality is one's health. Without health, one is severely limited and unable to contribute to the greater good.

Albert Einstein was a key player in the International Rescue Committee that serves refugees from all over the world. He is really one of my biggest heros. Not only was he a genius, he was a humanitarian. One of my favorite things he has ever said is, "The life of the individual has meaning only insofar as it aids in making the life of every living thing nobler and more beautiful. Life is sacred, that is to say, it is the supreme value, to which all other values are subordinate."

Recently, I have been doing some volunteer work with the refugee and Spanish population at Hartland in West Valley. I met with the Burundi (think Rwanda--Hutus and Tutsi bloodshed) leader last week to discuss a project involving a presentation about how and what to eat here in the United States in order to maintain good health. His father has recently had a stroke that the doctor linked to poor diet and high blood pressure. He told me that many of them have never seen or tasted the fruits and vegetables we have here. He said his people are eating a lot of meat and fast food thinking it's good for them simply because they are in America and so it must be healthy and good.

I have 2 weeks to prepare a interactive, fun presentation for the Burundi people. I have 90 minutes to try to teach them about nutrition. Normally, I hate public speaking. Nothing can raise my blood pressure more than standing in front of a group of people and being the center of attention. However, this time I am really excited. I feel really passionate about what we are trying to accomplish, and it is a skill I need to develop if I want to help people across the world.

I can't even describe how full of love my heart feels when I am working with the refugees. I am learning many things and making many contacts that will put me on the right path to make another one of my giant dreams a reality. Here's to big dreamin' and to following (and listening) to your heart....