Stay tuned!

For my ’06 GHP’ers: the DVD is almost done.
I’ll post more Sunday.
I have just had some correspondence with Kyndal’s Mom about the DVD. If there’s one reason the DVD isn’t ready, my many technical debacles besides, it’s because to this day I have been unable to account for the Thursday night show’s tape. I have searched high and low. I scoured the theater, the grass outside the theater, my car, my room, the studio. It simply is not anywhere I can find. I gathered from all of the activity around the camera that the tape got legs and walked away. I can’t go so far as to accuse anyone because I could not be in two places at once. All of the help that I had was working backstage.
So, again. If anyone has this tape, I want it back. No questions asked. I don’t care how you got it, I need it. This was Kyndal’s last dance performance. Her parents brought a camera and I didn’t let them tape because I was going to be able to do it better myself, plus there would be thousands of red dots and parents watching the viewfinder and not the show. Not to mention that taping the show isn’t allowed: look at the cover of this week’s New Yorker.
So basically, not only have I delayed and delayed and delayed your receipt of this DVD, I have robbed Kyndal’s parents of any record of their daughter’s last show. The fact that I’m no longer invited to GHP is small punishment for that. I am truly sorry for losing that show. I wish I could go back in time and have put that tape somewhere completely safe. For everybody else, I have all of the video captured on disc. I just need to add titles and convert it to DVD format, burn it, duplicate it, and send it out.
The only reason I have enough time to type this long message is because I’m waiting for an employer to call me for a job that was supposed to be here yesterday. I have been crazed since the day that I left Valdosta. So, stay tuned. I’ll post something on Sunday.
B.

Well, there comes a time in every man’s life when he has to ask who he really is. Well after a lot of time with a men’s group and some emotional talk with Tam, Tess’ blessing and the understand of my closest friends and family I can finally come out:

I have a message for all of the kids I teach: you are responsible for your self image. This self image may be informed or misinformed by others; it’s up to you to decide which. Here’s my advice: don’t let others tell you what to think; that includes me.

Correction. The cigarettes apparently accomplished nothing.
And So it goes.
I will miss this great man.

The average overdraft fee last year was $27.40, according to Bankrate.com. In annual percentage terms, that amounts to a median interest rate of more than 20,000 percent on overdrawn debit-card purchases, according to the study, which looked at the overdraft fees that banks and credit unions charge and analyzed 8,527 overdraft transactions…
Industry experts say overdraft fees are the biggest single source of fee income in retail banking. U.S. consumers pay $10.3 billion annually in overdraft charges, about $7.3 billion of which comes from “chronic borrowers living on the margins,” according to the report. Further, these borrowers are more likely than other bank customers to be single, non-white and renters rather than homeowners.

http://www.newsobserver.com/666/story/536351.html
More:
Debit-Card-Danger-report.pdf

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When I was little, I would marvel at the size of my parent’s book collection. There were concrete block and shelving board stacks all the way up to the ceiling or stretched along a long hallway, depending on where we were living. One of the books that caught my eye was Your Erroneous Zones by Wayne Dyer. As my vocabulary was growing, and because of the picture on the cover, I always believed the title was “Your Erogenous Zones”. I thought this was one of the books, off limits to me.

Jason Crawford, mi primer hermano, told me about one of the books he was reading called, The Power of Intention. I heard him. He likes motivational books, or at least he has pointed me to several over the years. I’m kinda hung up about books like this. I’ve always thought of them as offering panacea’s to folks who want to improve their circumstances; who doesn’t? Nice work if you can get it.
Jason’s living in San Francisco, so far, my favorite American city (I haven’t been everywhere). He rents construction equipment to contractors. We’ve been talking about the recent downturn in my fortunes, not asked back to GHP, Wachovia raping me to the tune of over a thousand dollars, uncertainty about what the hell I’m doing with my life, etc. It hasn’t been all bad lately, but I’ll get to that shortly. It seems to me that the thing that most disturbs Jason about me, and others closest to him, is folks wanting things and not taking any action towards achieving them; for example, ‘I’m fat, I want to be skinny. Could you pass me the bacon?’ ‘I’m poor. Yes, I’ll have my usual, the venti no-whip mocha.’ That sort of thing. It’s infuriating to him that otherwise smart people behave this way.

So after listening to me prattle on about what’s going wrong in my life, Jason will give me examples from whatever he’s reading. So, back to this book, The Power of Intention. Jason sent me a copy. I’m only on page 34. I’m usually a fast reader, but I’m taking my time with this one. My first impression is getting over the word, ‘intention’; good intentions being the road to hell and all. I don’t fashion myself particularly religious, but I’ve had several examples of the divine showing up repeatedly in my life and I’m not one to ignore these types of things. I don’t think Mr. Dyer’s a heretic, any more than I am, anyway. Lord help me. I just have to replace ‘intention’ with ‘holy-spirit’. I believe it’s all the same thing, though I still think the word choice is unfortunate. So, after jumping that hurtle, the book reading is going well and most of what I’ve read is right on the money. In fact a lot of what I’m reading is what I teach my students about mastering ballet.
With all of this in mind, I’m convinced that despite of the bad things that have been in my life, I’m really on the right path. I only need to focus on doing what I know I’m supposed to, teach ballet, do the computer thing, and be a good husband and father. There are plenty of areas in each of these categories that need improvement on my part. I do think, however, that when I’m calm and confident I can be open to attracting more good things. Since I’ve started talking to Jason about this book, here are some things that have happened:

• I’ve admitted that I’m at a loss with the DVD thing, and I’ve enlisted help to get that accomplished.
• Two of my students from last summer have been accepted into major summer programs this summer.
• Two of my classes at a competition school ranked first place in their most recent competition; with special recognition of
  their ballet technique.
• One of my students from last summer was the lead in a production of “Thoroughly Modern Millie”, I can’t really take credit
  for this as he’s just really talented.
• Zanne has finally added me to the ranks of teachers at the Augusta Ballet School, and by all accounts finds that I’m good at
  it.
• I’ve added two new web clients with one on the way.
• I’m learning the 3D tool, ‘Blender‘. Which is going slow because my eight-year-old
  computer can’t run it.
• The client I’m doing the most for lately has helped me purchase a new MacBook Pro.
• The above client, recognizing my constant difficulty with money, has helped me purchase said MacBook Pro without endangering
  my precarious finances.
• I’ve made a new friend at ‘my office’, George. He’s a great guy, if a little demanding of my attention while I hammer away
  behind the keyboard here.
• I’m getting more time with Tess. Since I’m only going out of town once every two weeks, and not overnight, I’m able to be
  around more. We even made sugar cookies from scratch the other day that turned out very tasty, if I do say so.
• Tam and I aren’t fighting as much.
• I’m finally addressing the problem with my back that’s been causing me pain since May of last year.

End of recent blessing count. I could go on, but you get the idea. Simply shutting up and paying a little more attention to all of the good that’s happening to me, around me, and through me to other folks is, well, a good thing.
I need to get back to it. I’m upgrading an installation of Zen Cart, ‘in 3 easy steps’ uh, well, not so easy; but, that’s another story for another day.

These guys are a joke. The only thing they have going for them is on demand. I’m just about ready to fire them. I have stuff to do tomorrow. I can’t just hang out for five hours waiting for them to come by. It’s ridiculous; especially since they are going to want to come inside the house, when obviously the problem is outside. They are becoming the company I hate.