Monday, May 04, 2015
CVC 21456(b)
21456. Whenever a pedestrian control signal showing the words "WALK" or "WAIT" or "DONT WALK" or other approved symbol is in place, the signal shall indicate as follows:
(a) "WALK" or approved "Walking Person" symbol. A pedestrian facing the signal may proceed across the roadway in the direction of the signal, but shall yield the right-of-way to vehicles lawfully within the intersection at the time that signal is first shown.
(b) Flashing or steady "DONT WALK" or "WAIT" or approved "Upraised Hand" symbol. No pedestrian shall start to cross the roadway in the direction of the signal, but any pedestrian who has partially completed crossing shall proceed to a sidewalk or safety zone or otherwise leave the roadway while the "WAIT" or "DONT WALK" or approved "Upraised Hand" symbol is showing.
(a) "WALK" or approved "Walking Person" symbol. A pedestrian facing the signal may proceed across the roadway in the direction of the signal, but shall yield the right-of-way to vehicles lawfully within the intersection at the time that signal is first shown.
(b) Flashing or steady "DONT WALK" or "WAIT" or approved "Upraised Hand" symbol. No pedestrian shall start to cross the roadway in the direction of the signal, but any pedestrian who has partially completed crossing shall proceed to a sidewalk or safety zone or otherwise leave the roadway while the "WAIT" or "DONT WALK" or approved "Upraised Hand" symbol is showing.
Sunday, April 19, 2015
Gayme ON!
Listen to Episode 7 - Marvel's Giant Size Gayme On #1 by Gayme On Podcast #np on #SoundCloud
https://soundcloud.com/gaymeonpodcast/gayme-on-episode-7
Sunday, February 08, 2015
Cycles of Sadness and Sight in the Marshiness
The past is a story of how you arrived at today, not necessarily the story of the future. The story of tomorrow takes time.
Monday, January 05, 2015
Wednesday, December 10, 2014
Cow Comedy Humpday (without the humpty)
Reduced sodium beef jerky with no "added" MSG. THE SMALL PRINT: "Except in hydrolyzed corn protein which contains naturally occuring MSG." Well shit, at least the sodium part is a good thing.
Avicii - "Levels"
Sometimes I too get a good feeling. Tonight though, I had to induce it by turn my "5 Star" music list on deafly loud volume and dance/run in place for 15min in the Winter cold garage so that I'm now sweating through every piece of clothing I'm wearing. But damn do I feel 1000x better than when I walked in here to see my birthday bag chewed through by a pitbull puppy. The music has remained loud so that I don't have to hear his constant puppy whine as he is locked on the side of the house behind bars. All I hear is sweet sweaty music. :-)
SAP... nope...not Spanish simulcast. I wish. Unfortunately that will be my next academic hurdle.
I never feel as alive is when I'm kicking, flailing to survive. What is wrong with me? It's just as bad as when I watch couples who can only know they love each other when they're fighting. Without the friction of conflict, how do brains know they are existing in the correct dimension?
Think about that one for a while. I'm sure I'll be back in less than a decade.
Avicii - "Levels"
Sometimes I too get a good feeling. Tonight though, I had to induce it by turn my "5 Star" music list on deafly loud volume and dance/run in place for 15min in the Winter cold garage so that I'm now sweating through every piece of clothing I'm wearing. But damn do I feel 1000x better than when I walked in here to see my birthday bag chewed through by a pitbull puppy. The music has remained loud so that I don't have to hear his constant puppy whine as he is locked on the side of the house behind bars. All I hear is sweet sweaty music. :-)
SAP... nope...not Spanish simulcast. I wish. Unfortunately that will be my next academic hurdle.
I never feel as alive is when I'm kicking, flailing to survive. What is wrong with me? It's just as bad as when I watch couples who can only know they love each other when they're fighting. Without the friction of conflict, how do brains know they are existing in the correct dimension?
Think about that one for a while. I'm sure I'll be back in less than a decade.
Tuesday, December 09, 2014
Bounty, The Quicker Picker Upper, but sometimes just messy
(brainstorm)
What is at the core of all that ails us in this world? What is so hard about simply being kind and treating each other with dignity and respect? Agree that I do not have to be more right than you, nor you me, and where we have differences we agree to disagree? I read an article about how a 78 year old Argentine Catholic Pope can be open to bringing gays and divorcees back into the fold and in the next article a 12 year old middle school cheerleader boy kills himself because words like faggot and homo can still cut deeper than any knife.
Because...one belief goes like this: I don't like what you do or how you do it or how you say it so instead of ignoring or tolerating you, the solution is I harm you, hurt you, kill you so that you no not to I don't have to be be subjected; don't have to be peaceful; don't have to be what you would like. Catch-22. One view of utopia is for all to be willing to come to the table and know that they will compromise something; must give and take for all to exist...that in its very design creates the over-arching pressure of being forced to change, not to be as one might otherwise naturally wish to be--or a central belief that one is being asked not to practice or have. Lose-Lose...
And this isn't just on a global scale--country to country. I'm an American in an America where one half of the populous can't come to consensus with the other half about any major political issue and so we muddle through making each other miserable while patting ourselves on the back about how wonderful we are and how fortune to have the freedom to disagree to such a degree that we have devolved...
And then there is the brightness of beauty, intentions so pure of purpose; selfless acts that make me believe that we can all coexist. When this happens on a large scale with thousands or millions involved it is fleeting. I have never seen it sustained, whether that's from the outpouring of aid right after a natural disaster or a candlelight vigil for a boy of 12 whose light was to cheer and bring joy to others. I don't want to see children die by their own hand because of twisted words that break their soul, nor do I want to see them die by the dismissive wave of a gun, in the withholding of medicine to disease because greed grants bonuses and giveaways have an allowable/acceptable amount where we call it corporate charity. It also has a bottom line where profit margins mar moral mapping. Sometimes. Remember there are no absolutes...really. The Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation is ending polio around the world and that is amazing. There are those in the billionaire world who understand that they will never want for anything and while not their responsibility to carry the masses of others, that they must do more than sit back and count the exponential growth of their assets.
I became so disillusioned and drowned many years ago. Some would argue that I was never really resuscitated and I'm still drowning while I have never felt more capable of treading water in the ocean than ever before. I know when to rest. I know when to kick like everything depends on it; and I've simply chosen to use that much energy ultimately in hope; helping people; healing in process. (Being hurt by those that I would allow to be close enough to cause wounds. I have learned how to take a punch more than just physically.)
So maybe this spurt of words will continue... Maybe
What is at the core of all that ails us in this world? What is so hard about simply being kind and treating each other with dignity and respect? Agree that I do not have to be more right than you, nor you me, and where we have differences we agree to disagree? I read an article about how a 78 year old Argentine Catholic Pope can be open to bringing gays and divorcees back into the fold and in the next article a 12 year old middle school cheerleader boy kills himself because words like faggot and homo can still cut deeper than any knife.
Because...one belief goes like this: I don't like what you do or how you do it or how you say it so instead of ignoring or tolerating you, the solution is I harm you, hurt you, kill you so that you no not to I don't have to be be subjected; don't have to be peaceful; don't have to be what you would like. Catch-22. One view of utopia is for all to be willing to come to the table and know that they will compromise something; must give and take for all to exist...that in its very design creates the over-arching pressure of being forced to change, not to be as one might otherwise naturally wish to be--or a central belief that one is being asked not to practice or have. Lose-Lose...
And this isn't just on a global scale--country to country. I'm an American in an America where one half of the populous can't come to consensus with the other half about any major political issue and so we muddle through making each other miserable while patting ourselves on the back about how wonderful we are and how fortune to have the freedom to disagree to such a degree that we have devolved...
And then there is the brightness of beauty, intentions so pure of purpose; selfless acts that make me believe that we can all coexist. When this happens on a large scale with thousands or millions involved it is fleeting. I have never seen it sustained, whether that's from the outpouring of aid right after a natural disaster or a candlelight vigil for a boy of 12 whose light was to cheer and bring joy to others. I don't want to see children die by their own hand because of twisted words that break their soul, nor do I want to see them die by the dismissive wave of a gun, in the withholding of medicine to disease because greed grants bonuses and giveaways have an allowable/acceptable amount where we call it corporate charity. It also has a bottom line where profit margins mar moral mapping. Sometimes. Remember there are no absolutes...really. The Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation is ending polio around the world and that is amazing. There are those in the billionaire world who understand that they will never want for anything and while not their responsibility to carry the masses of others, that they must do more than sit back and count the exponential growth of their assets.
I became so disillusioned and drowned many years ago. Some would argue that I was never really resuscitated and I'm still drowning while I have never felt more capable of treading water in the ocean than ever before. I know when to rest. I know when to kick like everything depends on it; and I've simply chosen to use that much energy ultimately in hope; helping people; healing in process. (Being hurt by those that I would allow to be close enough to cause wounds. I have learned how to take a punch more than just physically.)
So maybe this spurt of words will continue... Maybe
Sunday, August 17, 2014
Round & Round & Round we're compelled
What's orbiting EarthJeremy...
...realization of the limits for certain persons and personalities to know what's orbiting--let alone what is at the core of--me.
...thinking of definitions of courage; how they are displayed in everyday life. How I display them in my own life. (How I don't)
...persistent sore right side of the back of my neck and right shoulder trapezes area.
...school begins in a week
...I'd like to schedule time with Tricia for our downtown excursion before school, but I think after things get under way will be better. I know she's spending so much time with her grandmother now and those are precious moments.
...Izabella had her 5th birthday party yesterday, complete with a "Frozen" themed jumper/bounce house slash pool. Bouncing in the jumper, sliding down into the pool with the kids and making them laugh while their parents and other adults sat in the shade, brought me great joy. I've always been this way and always will be. (Mental Note: perhaps a jumper for my 40th birthday later this year ;)
...concepts of family and how they have evolved for me in the past twenty years
...an actual "nice" conversation (via Facebook messenger/chat) with Chuck a night or two ago. We did not sarcastically try and chide one another and I allowed myself to share honestly without fear that he might joke or hurt me.
.........and this brings me full circle to the first orbital above.
...realization of the limits for certain persons and personalities to know what's orbiting--let alone what is at the core of--me.
...thinking of definitions of courage; how they are displayed in everyday life. How I display them in my own life. (How I don't)
...persistent sore right side of the back of my neck and right shoulder trapezes area.
...school begins in a week
...I'd like to schedule time with Tricia for our downtown excursion before school, but I think after things get under way will be better. I know she's spending so much time with her grandmother now and those are precious moments.
...Izabella had her 5th birthday party yesterday, complete with a "Frozen" themed jumper/bounce house slash pool. Bouncing in the jumper, sliding down into the pool with the kids and making them laugh while their parents and other adults sat in the shade, brought me great joy. I've always been this way and always will be. (Mental Note: perhaps a jumper for my 40th birthday later this year ;)
...concepts of family and how they have evolved for me in the past twenty years
...an actual "nice" conversation (via Facebook messenger/chat) with Chuck a night or two ago. We did not sarcastically try and chide one another and I allowed myself to share honestly without fear that he might joke or hurt me.
.........and this brings me full circle to the first orbital above.
Tuesday, July 01, 2014
Jeremy Prestegard's 2014 Saddle Up ride for The Life Group LA
Thank you VERY MUCH to those of you who have already made a donation and sponsored my ride. We're getting close to the home stretch, just 12 days until the 2014 Saddle Up ride! (Yes, you'll get to see me on a horse. That alone is worth the donation!)
The Life Group LA is a coalition of people dedicated to the education, empowerment & emotional support of persons both infected & AFFECTED by HIV/AIDS so that they may make informed choices regarding their healthcare & personal well being. You can learn more about them here: www.thelifegroupla.org
But please consider sponsoring me with a donation here:
http://rpx.me/1/iSSt
The Life Group LA is a coalition of people dedicated to the education, empowerment & emotional support of persons both infected & AFFECTED by HIV/AIDS so that they may make informed choices regarding their healthcare & personal well being. You can learn more about them here: www.thelifegroupla.org
But please consider sponsoring me with a donation here:
http://rpx.me/1/iSSt
Passion for People,
j.r.me
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Thursday, June 26, 2014
A Universe of Connections and I can't...
I woke up from a nap a few minutes ago. The music playlist on my computer was still playing from when I fell asleep listening to it. A song came on and without warning, like the instant chemical reaction of two elements touching, I was curled in the fetal position and I can't stop crying. The song lyrics...
"And why can't you just hold me?
And how come it's so hard?
And do you like to see me broken?
And why do I still care?
But if I wanted silence, I would whisper
If I wanted loneliness, I'd choose to go
If I liked rejection, I'd audition
And if I didn't love you, you would know..."
...and I want to blare the song to her...I want to email the words to her...I want grandma's arms around me that just made everything okay... But all these things are impossible because she wouldn't understand the words that are so easy to read & understand for me and the pain is one of the most raw things I have ever known.
Keeping this anger from being unleashed at her is the only way I know left to love her.
"And why can't you just hold me?
And how come it's so hard?
And do you like to see me broken?
And why do I still care?
But if I wanted silence, I would whisper
If I wanted loneliness, I'd choose to go
If I liked rejection, I'd audition
And if I didn't love you, you would know..."
...and I want to blare the song to her...I want to email the words to her...I want grandma's arms around me that just made everything okay... But all these things are impossible because she wouldn't understand the words that are so easy to read & understand for me and the pain is one of the most raw things I have ever known.
Keeping this anger from being unleashed at her is the only way I know left to love her.
