tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083764898430798551.post6612062856943569858..comments2013-06-18T00:13:31.925-06:00Comments on KB Beyond the House: Spiderman 3: "Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society" - Mark Twain.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083764898430798551.post-23829821454206250912007-05-11T21:08:00.000-06:002007-05-11T21:08:00.000-06:00You know I think Pride is a dangerous word. It's a...You know I think Pride is a dangerous word. It's a spirit more than a characteristic. In my view, it covers more than it enlightens. It can also be a shallow minded carte blanche to self for a myriad of flaws ranging from the mundane to the profane. It often displaces 'self-esteem'; that's the sober form of internal check by people who still don't care what a higher authority might think. I've read somewhere that PRIDE comes before a fall. So it doesn't matter what clothes you're wearing but we care about that. I was informed by a friend that Armani shirts were going off the rack at $900 a pop. I was shocked. I said: "that's off the hook' (vernacular for "insane"), never mind 'off the rack'! I think I could find a suitable replacement for $100 and still look snazzy where the average joe or joline wouldn't know the difference; (it's only the fashion slaves who ask.imo.) Besides the other $800 bucks could address preventable deaths and diseases in Africa; namely Malaria and Malnourishment (not to mention the Aids crisis and much needed medication. In any case, If I had that kinda money for a shirt I'd have to answer a few other questions.<BR/><BR/>- MarkAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083764898430798551.post-92102474994848114452007-05-08T19:45:00.000-06:002007-05-08T19:45:00.000-06:00Thanks, Stace! I find it comforting to know that ...Thanks, Stace! I find it comforting to know that I'm not the only one who suffers from self-itis. They say the first step to a cure is admitting you have a problem, so maybe we're on the right track. Maybe we've accomplished the "getting naked" part simply by being willing to say, "Hello. My name is me, and I'm addicted to myself."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083764898430798551.post-56967622743799845272007-05-08T09:00:00.000-06:002007-05-08T09:00:00.000-06:00Oh Cherie, you spoke my exact mind. I get so wound...Oh Cherie, you spoke my exact mind. I get so wound up worrying how stupid I might look if I do or say anything I'm incapacitated by it. <BR/><BR/>Stacey - for the love of God (literally) - get over yourself!<BR/><BR/>I try to focus on God. I'm bad it at. For some reason it helps if I focus on others. It gets me beyond myself and then my eyes are open to see God, I think.<BR/><BR/>StaceyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083764898430798551.post-90565079622332916372007-05-07T22:07:00.000-06:002007-05-07T22:07:00.000-06:00This is a timely subject for me because I performe...This is a timely subject for me because I performed at Mount Royal yesterday and was confronted (again) by my own pride issues. How important is it that I get up there and wow everyone in the room (including myself)? Crucial apparantly, judging by how much I worry about it. (I hardly slept the night before my performance.)<BR/><BR/>I know that it doesn't really matter if I suck, and yet it matters so very much if I suck. Why? Because I am the most important thing to me. <BR/><BR/>Perhaps what I need is my own Galileo, someone to prove to me that I am not the center of the universe. After all, isn't it enough of a wonder to be in orbit around the sun without insisting that it's the other way around?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com