Hello everyone and here’s your second shot of Tech Thursday on Jabber Log! This interesting item was found through a StumbleUpon search yesterday before doing my homework. I had been brainstorming on topics for my assignment and listening to some tunes when I got a headache. I decided to take a break from my work and began searching through StumbleUpon. I landed on a website called Drinkify. The web site has a retro look to it and in one spot it says, “I’m listening to” followed by a blank. Underneath is a button that says, “What should I drink?” I chuckled at the site and was going to pass it up but my curiosity got the best of me. I filled the blank with “The Doors” and clicked the button. Drinkify refreshed itself and displayed a drink that would fit the music I was listening to. I tried this with several different bands and every drink fit accordingly. The site is a cool way to waste time and listen to music while having a drink that fits the mood. Well done Drinkify and thank you StumbleUpon for making my day. Cheers!
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By Ricardo — 3 years ago
With the events in the news lately I’ve been taking a long look at what I do, and why I do it. Dispatching wasn’t my first choice, but helping people was. I spent 8 years as a firefighter. I’ve seen trauma, I’ve seen destruction, and I’ve seen death. None of it was easy, but none of it was as difficult as being a dispatcher.
I’m burnt. I feel like that last hamburger on the tray at the cookout that no one will touch and everyone turns their nose up at. There aren’t enough pickles or mustard in the world to cover up the crispy black edges. I wonder, how did I get this way? Is there any way back out? Obviously there are others like me. It could have easily been me that got frustrated or felt insulted and hung up. We don’t know the whole story. What kind of call happened before that? It doesn’t matter right? We have to be strong. We have to push the things we hear to the back of our minds so we can deal with the next person’s emergency, right?
I’ve been on the phone when a baby has taken its first breath. I’ve been on the phone when a person has taken their last. I’ve heard everything in between. Gunshots. Screams. Cries. Whispers. I’ve had days when I’ve felt like I’ve saved everyone. More often than not I go home thinking that I didn’t save or help anyone. That’s the feeling that destroys me.
I’m scared, and hurt, right alongside the people that call. I can’t see what is happening but I can hear it, and I can feel it. Sometimes those feelings follow me home. The sounds of a 10 year old boy trying not to cry while his mom was battered by her boyfriend still haunt me. He has more courage than all the policemen and fireman I know. He doesn’t know it but he is the bravest person I’ve ever spoken to.
I hold my breath. I hold it every time an officer or firefighter doesn’t answer the radio. I hold my breath during every pursuit. Every house that is cleared. Every traffic stop. Every time an evacuation is ordered in a structure fire. Every PAR count. Every mayday. It’s a wonder I ever breathe at all on the job. I’m always alert, always waiting, always dreading that next phone call or mic click, it might be someone’s last.
Please have patience with me. I may sound rude, but I don’t mean it. Yes, I want that dog to quit barking as much as you do. I want that party to quiet down too. That phone call before yours though, was a mother that just lost their only child. It was a fatal car accident involving the quarterback and the homecoming queen. It was shots fired at a community gathering in the park. It was one of our own involved in a tragedy. I didn’t have time to gather my thoughts or my composure before you called and I’m still trying to process what just happened. I know you don’t care, it didn’t happen to you, you didn’t know them. I didn’t either, but I was there.Post Views: 422
By Ricardo — 7 years ago
Horror movies are my genre of choice. Out of all things horror, my favorites involve Zombies. Almost anything that deals with a Zombie Apocalypse is good in my book. The leaders of my fascination have to be, “The Walking Dead” on AMC and the video game, “Left 4 Dead” on the Xbox 360. If something like this really happened, I would expect it to look how it’s portrayed on the previously mentioned show or game.
So what if it really happened? Where would you go? If you were split from your family or group what would you do? Since we were kids we were told that if we were ever lost to stay in one place. Eventually someone would find you but this never involved zombies. Would you stay in one place in hopes that your group would find you or would you leave? Your chances are rather slim if you head out by yourself but what if you’re given the task of scouting ahead for the group? Or what if you’re simply lost?
If you happen to find something of use or importance to others you’re obligated to leave some sort of message right? This obligation is what interests me the most. You’re alone and separated from your family or group, you get to a spot where you think others will head, and you leave a note for them to find. What would your note say? I think it would be very interesting to see what your responses would be. I would like for you to put yourself in the middle of a zombie apocalypse and think about what you would do to survive. If you reached safety or what was thought to be safe, what message would you leave for other survivors?
What I want to do is document all of your notes on a new blog. You submit the message you would leave and I will post it for others to read. You can name where you live right now as a starting point or you can use any location you want. The point is to dive into your imagination and come up with notes that you would leave for others to read. Maybe someone will stumble upon your message and give an update on the current state of that specific location. You could even leave tips on how to take down a zombie. It’s up to you and it’s all about interaction and participation. The more that participate, the more interesting it will be. If this sounds confusing I will give you an example.
“It’s crazy out here babe. I made it to Holland Police Department but it’s empty. I hope you see this. I’m heading south to Saugatuck. The state police has a post there.”
In the above example, I have left a message for my loved one and anyone else who may pass through. I want to see something like this from you, the readers, of this new blog. It can be anything you want but it has to be within the scope of a Zombie Apocalypse. Let’s dig deep folks. It’s time to let your imagination and creativity flow. If you were in this horrific scenario, what would you leave behind? What would your note say?
(Make sure to click Notes for the Living for a submission of your note and email me at email@example.com)Post Views: 225