They see me Rollin’…

(It was only after I watched this and laughed hysterically that I realized the front door was open.  GOOD!  the neighbors could use a good laugh…….)  😉

Facebook Lifeline.. is it ‘Nuts?

It’s almost as though the world now revolves to some extent around this crazy thing; and as simply as Charlie Brown put it (far before he was a gleam in Peppermint Patty’s eye) :

“Good Grief.”

Well put, Charlie.

**This post is meant to share the link at the bottom – if you don’t end up reading the following and you use Fb, then at least skip down and click the link for some useful tips on keeping your privacy levels moderated 😉

Everyone from employers, significant others, teachers, stalkers, snoopy-mc-snoop-ersons, hackers, to probably even God at this point, look someone up to view their Facebook profile.  Really?  In this day and age where personal life meets social life meets the real world, I suppose it’s simply the direction things are turning..  and hopefully you (yes, YOU) a) have nothing to hide and/or fear, b) take your security into your hands by educating yourself as best as “they” allow you to (“they” being Mr. Zuckerburg and the many sponsors he has – now extending to commercialization), or c) do a bit of both.

Well, apparently here’s to going public!  Ms. Sarah Jacobsson Purewal of PC World took the liberty (and more importantly, time.  -Thank you!!) to help us out with the new Timeline layout of good ‘ol Fb.  Obviously it is now becoming (even) more of a marketing tool than social tool for people to “simply stay in touch” – they are now forcing (who’s forcing anyone?) users to convert to a blog-style layout to better track their lives.  SCARY?

I think so.  If I wanted something to track my every move, I would opt in for an anklet tracking device like someone on probation.  I much rather prefer a WordPress blog where I choose the content which I share.  But then again, if I didn’t want my life publicized to some certain extent, I would swear off the internet altogether..

(and yet again, I have a smartphone.. so I would then also have to revert to a rotary dial – which, may as well be as obsolete as the stone & chisel).  We cannot be upset with the push-and-pull that allowed Fb to be what it is, and to grow the way it has; someone has to pay for  “free” service, so we cannot be condemning the other side of Fb –the commercial side that allows it to actually exist in the way that it does: freely.  I only condemn the method of implementation lol!

Maybe it takes the younger generation to keep up with the “updates” that are being pushed, maybe my age is catching up to me (o boy..lol!), or maybe their engineers could take into a little more consideration their hardcore, diehard, established users who helped start the darn thing, not capitalize off us/them!  Cigarette companies come to mind.  ew.  Then again *sigh, the world revolves around money, so what do we expect.  Not to sound cynical, as my major at UCF is in fact Accounting, but gosh darnit (kept it clean).

There are many who are highly criticizing the new Timeline layout of Fb…  and though I’m truly not a huge fan of it myself (it will now become more maintenance.. like cleaning, laundry, dishes, etc –ugh!), my main reason for not “clicking the ‘Like’ button” of it is that it is simply not as easy to navigate.  It confuses the sh*t out of me – and just as I thought I had my parents taught on how to use Fb (to stay in better touch with family overseas – yay!!), they will now be changing it.  Completely.

Incidentally, while my steed was getting new shoes, I ended up sitting next to a man who had brought with him his glasses and a Sukodu puzzle book; no iPhone, no iPad, no gadgets or gizmos (as I texted my brother, checked the weather, played some WWF, and did some mobile banking), and who was perhaps one of the most insightful, intelligent, down-to-earth people I have met in a long time.  Opening my school folder with every intent to learn more about finance, I didn’t get to opening my textbook before discovering that this very quiet, humble, and peaceful person had worked for the NYSE for the majority of his life (aside from having the privilege of accompanying his wife on business trips, as she was a UN consultant –cool!).

It may be wrong, it may be bad, but I did record some of the things he was saying, simply because they were so …. what’s the word… inspiring, honest, insightful…  still not the word.  We had some of the best conversation I’ve had with someone in a long time, with no interruptions from pings, calls, bleeps and bloops of technology, after which he promptly paid for the service, and drove off in his sparkly Mercedes.  I’m gonna attempt to share the words in some way shape or form.. later.

Anyhow, whoops, huge tangent from where I was going, but most all relevant lol!  Point being, there is no use in being “pissed” or angry at the upkeep we will need to do in order to protect what we want private.  The easiest way to do this is to simply be an upstanding individual in life.  Period.   That way, when things are brought to light by your friends or by some crazy social media medium, you won’t need to worry about who sees what and how that may or may not potentially reflect badly on yourself (psssst, it’s called “accountability for your actions”.. or personal integrity…).  uh, DUH.  You definitely reserve the right to hold private what you want to hold private, you simply have to secure your own right for your life not to be a pigpen.

All THAT said *phew,* here is the article I meant to share paragraphs ago, in order to help you protect your content and security when the new Timeline layout becomes “mandatory:”

**And no, this was not meant to actually include all of the Peanuts characters… in fact I’m not the biggest fan of Peanuts at all… but somehow it just fit together.

But what does it mean??

Find out!

Click here to (have some fun and) find out what your name means : )

Weeki-Wa!

A spontaneous, adventurous day with a very talented photographer, Marcus Adkins; started out at Wekiwa Springs Park, headed downtown for some lunch at Viet Garden, then ended the day running into a well-known O-town graffiti artist at work, Dolla Short.. got pics of all but lunch (was too hungry to snap a shot of it b4 it was long gone! ps- their beef pho is amazing…. Among the best I’ve had from here to ‘frisco.. and I don’t mess around when it comes to the pho)

8-legged wonders

Cleaning Vs. Cleansing

Water marks

Amazing…. incredible how a water drop, when left undisturbed, forms a perfect sphere…

(don’t recall where/when these were taken, but sure glad they were)

O-ma :*)

As I’m building the blog for my family (mainly for those who are overseas and so rarely get an insight into the world we have here), I came across this picture I have of my grandmother (mom’s side).  In Hungarian, as well as German, “grandmother” is commonly referred to as “oma.”  She has since passed away, about 7 yrs ago, but this is precisely how I remember her.  I recall being very afraid of her when we would go back to Hungary to visit, simply bc she  was always saying we should eat eat EAT!!!! and then go to bed “AZONNAL” (immediately!).   But as I grew older and more able to understand her and communicate with her, she was such a great, funny, spunky person!  She also told us this old wives tale about spiders falling into our eyes if we didn’t close them once we were in bed…. –perhaps that’s why I’m not so fond of the 8-legged creatures…  it was a long time ago, I’d like to think that didn’t scar me to this day lol!

We had a joke about chocolate once, and how this one certain brand of chocolate (not Milka) had a really silky-like texture for the dark chocolate they made, and in Hungarian, this word was selymes (pronounced shay-mesh).. so anytime we would have a piece, we would become more “silky smooth…”  she was a riot.  I loved her, and she was the only grandparent I ever really was able to get to know before passing, and the only one of my friends who ever got to actually meet her (I didn’t say understand her, just meet) was my best friend Mike when we went for a 6-week tour d’Europe (who they happily nicknamed “Mishi“).  As I came across this picture and breathed a small sigh of teary-eyed reminiscence (Lord knows exactly when this picture was taken..  early ’90’s if not before?), I realize she was eating the same brand of German chocolate that I so love to this day!

For the longest, Milka chocolate was not sold here in the states, so when my uncle would come to visit (from my dad’s side), we would always be super excited to get the chooocoooolaaaate lol!  He brought some just this past January, and as per the usual, it was quickly gone  : 9  Must run in the bloodline, apparently.  The picture is of my Oma and that same familiar purple chocolate wrapper that could only mean Milka, and the other is of the yumminess that my uncle brought; some things just don’t change.  Of course, these days I’m very happy to see him and hear his stories over await the chocolate he may bring, that’s just an added bonus :*)

*oh and “Alles Liebe” literally means “all love” in German, but more-so means “all my love.”  How apropo;

Oma, this one is most definitely for you, “sok, sok Szeretettel” ❤

Holy Moses, that’s pretty funny

Peep the past