Saturday, June 27, 2009

Wonder Twins... ACTIVATE! or something like that...

Long time, no blog... but things change, I believe.

As my work at PPD rapidly comes to a close on Monday, 29 June 2009, I have a day to compose myself, straighten up some stuff at home before David has a grand donation to GoodWill, and then 01 July I'm off to Boston to start my new position with the Global Health Committee (GHC) and I cannot be more excited. Yippee!

Officially, my title is Clinical Research Program Coordinator, but you can call me Wayne. An initial 5 days in Boston for New Job Orientation, off to Uganda for a program meeting, back to Boston until 23 July, and then homeward bound to Apex and my sweetie.

With GHC, I'll be helping out on two main projects initially: an epidemiological study in Cambodia to prepare for a tuberculosis vaccine clinical trial in Cambodia, and the development of a children's health center in Ethiopia for TB and HIV programs. Also, the years of non-profit organizing will likely come in handy as well.

We'll see....hence the new interest in blogging! It seems like a prime opportunity to invigorate an opportunity to share thoughts, images, and whatnots with folks, so here we go! So how DOES one measure success of a blog?

Time to shine some light on this dark eternity...

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Sunday, January 20, 2008

Excesses and Explosive Parallels

As a committed consumer (and I guess supreme patriot as a result according to the sitting US president), I am reflecting today on the amazing amount of excess in my and my culture's exisitence. And I wonder if I can do anything about it besides write in a blog about it.

How many t-shirts, how many CDs, how many MP3 and MP4 files, how many email, how many text messages, how many social networking sites, how many minimalized converstations, how many times to ignore my place in the world, just how many can this world sustain?


As human beings with our bodies, we try to excise cancers when they explosively grow ~ with pernicious and toxic attempts that are sometimes worse than the cancer itself with the same end result. If a culture explodes, consumes, damages and has no control overitself so that it does not destroy the host, one or the other goes. The cancer either burns itself out, or the body shuts down.

Explosive parallels that end catastrophically ~ and I'm not sure how much impact we can have on either. Does each cancer cell know what it is doing in the grand scheme of things? What can the individual cancer cell do? How can the cancer cell become a part of a unified and healthy whole without rampaging on it's collective distruction?


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Not exactly what I thought my next blog would be, but that's the way it goes.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Bad Blogger... no biscuit

OK, OK ~ I kind of get the idea that blogging is supposed to be timely.

Failing it.


I have 2 ideas for blogg postings, and yet... I am woefully behind in placing the work out there for folks to see.

Do I deserve the biscuit? Not at the moment, but I beg forgiveness as I have been wrapped up exploring my new obsession online:


Splice. Music mixing on the fly. For novices. So you know the quality is good.

Update: RIP ~ Splice. Very sad, all those lost hours and sounds.

Now: ReMIx Galaxy (hubris not included).


For the biscuit: I promise 2 bloggs in the next week.


Peaces!

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Virgin

I must admit to being inspired by my friend Walt ~ I found it an interesting concept to use the universal electron ether to throw one's thoughts and experiences out to the world with the possibility that few if any would read or be even be interested.

All in a minute ~ I experienced my start, middle and finish of the experience: Seeing my skepticism, total embrace of the beginning, total embarassment of the personal too public, and the eventual decline of interest...

And I thought, what the hell? Give it a try.


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Blog name and title are references are to Aldous Huxley's "Brave New World" to be discussed in a future offering.

As long as sentient being remains, then may I too abide ...