Enneagram Revisited

I went to http://www.9types.com/newtest/homepage.actual.html to retake the Enneagram Test. It's really insightful into the complexities of personality. Definitely no horoscope, you should check it. This is what I am.

The Adventurer (the Seven)

Adventurers are energetic, lively, and optimistic. They want to contribute to the world.

How to Get Along with Me

• Give me companionship, affection, and freedom.
• Engage with me in stimulating conversation and laughter.
• Appreciate my grand visions and listen to my stories.
• Don't try to change my style. Accept me the way I am.
• Be responsible for youself. I dislike clingy or needy people.
• Don't tell me what to do.

What I Like About Being a Seven

• being optimistic and not letting life's troubles get me down
• being spontaneous and free-spirited
• being outspoken and outrageous. It's part of the fun.
• being generous and trying to make the world a better place
• having the guts to take risks and to try exciting adventures
• having such varied interests and abilities

What's Hard About Being a Seven

• not having enough time to do all the things I want
• not completing things I start
• not being able to profit from the benefits that come from specializing; not making a commitment to a career
• having a tendency to be ungrounded; getting lost in plans or fantasies
• feeling confined when I'm in a one-to-one relationship

Sevens as Children Often

• are action oriented and adventuresome
• drum up excitement
• prefer being with other children to being alone
• finesse their way around adults
• dream of the freedom they'll have when they grow up

Sevens as Parents

• are often enthusiastic and generous
• want their children to be exposed to many adventures in life
• may be too busy with their own activities to be attentive

Family Mayhem

I've recently introduced my 16 year old cousin to the world of politics and campaigns....and theft.

For more of Taylor The Cousin take a peak at this!

True Love Streaks

Working on a music video shoot

So I didn't get too many responsibilities, except for making signs...and you can see how well that went. 

A Young Dwight Schrute Found In Orange County Coffee Shop!

Humbled By Bus

If you are familiar with the LA bus system, you know that while I took this photo below I was carefully perched on the wheel well and the brochure wall because of the lack of room. 

This picture has in fact captured more "Happenings" than the recent hit blockbuster film "The Happening". 

For example, at my bottom right, two elderly British tourists (accents and good bus maps were my first clue) sit cooly, hoping I'll stop resting my feet on their armrest...nice try Crumpets, but not in America! Red white and blue! These colors don't run!

There's also a voluminous amount of teen angst aboard which will always have a place in my heart. 

The packed bus is evidence enough that more lines need run. 

The most interesting part of this picture, and primary purpose for this entry, however, is Mr. Bluetooth. Now, I suppose this could be a low-income man with a junky piece of technology he swiped at the 99cent store as a sort of status power-play, but I'm willing to wager quite the opposite. 

In a day where gas prices are still significantly higher than they should be, a tech buff with a bluetooth & nice dress shirt sits next to a pregnant woman heading for community college (I asked) and under the armpit of an honest & hardworking man ( I assumed). This is magical. 

I know gas prices are out of control. And I know buses smell. And I know the economy is falling to pieces (special thanks to Alex Aviles). But, in a way, I'm a little bit glad. 

I'm glad because without this armageddon of sorts, I don't think I would have had the privilege to balance on a steel railing for two hours-- witnessing the oftentimes failed interaction of the elderly with the homeless, the hungry with the wealthy, the happy with the sad, the understanding with the not-so-understanding, the grateful with the not-so-ungrateful, the travelers with the commuters, and so on and so forth. 

We need to see each other a little more; break into our respective bubbles. We need to relearn how to interact. We no longer have the luxury of our individually, air-conditioned escapes (NOTE: Not a social commentary of the Ford Escape). We have forgotten what it's like to not be the center of the universe, to not matter, and to not take ourselves so seriously.

Thus, I'm not even mad at gas prices any more. I look up at that sign and I smile which is mind-bottling when it's 90% of my monthly expenses. The high prices force us together and we could all use a little more togetherness....unless you witness someone get shot at a bus stop (Bern)...then you're off the hook. 

If this world was a 1000 person village...

I know this website has been circling around the mom-emailing-forwards network but it is intriguing to put the world in perspective. I just shortened most of the lists so check out the website for the full details.

If the world were a village of 1,000 people, it would include:

· 584 Asians
· 124 Africans
· 95 East and West Europeans
· 84 Latin Americans

In this village of 1,000 there are:

· 329 Christians (among them 187 Catholics, 84 Protestants, 31 Orthodox)
· 178 Moslems
· 167 "non-religious"

· In this 1,000-person community, 200 people receive 75 percent of the income; another 200 receive only 2 percent of the income.

· Only 70 people of the 1,000 own an automobile (although some of the 70 own more than one automobile).

· About one-third have access to clean, safe drinking water.

· Of the 670 adults in the village, half are illiterate.

The village allocates 83 percent of its fertilizer to 40 percent of its cropland - that owned by the richest and best-fed 270 people.

In the village of 1,000 people, there are:

· 5 soldiers
· 7 teachers
· 1 doctor
· 3 refugees driven from home by war or drought

The village has a total budget each year, public and private, of over $3 million - $3,000 per person if it is distributed evenly (which, we have already seen, it isn't).

Of the total $3 million:

· $181,000 goes to weapons and warfare
· $159,000 for education
· $l32,000 for health care

The village has buried beneath it enough explosive power in nuclear weapons to blow itself to smithereens many times over. These weapons are under the control of just 100 of the people. The other 900 people are watching them with deep anxiety, wondering whether they can learn to get along together; and if they do, whether they might set off the weapons anyway through inattention or technical bungling; and, if they ever decide to dismantle the weapons, where in the world village they would dispose of the radioactive materials of which the weapons are made.

Homelessness, Craziness, and R&Bness

A few days ago I had to wait for the bus for about a half hour. Fifteen minutes into it, I got so incredibly bored that I began to sing some R&B favorites out loud, but certainly to/for myself. Tunes such as (but not limited to): "The boy is mine" by Brandy & Monica, "All My Life" by KCi & Jojo (why is there an "i" on KC!??), and Brian McNight's "Startin Back At 1". 

Let me be clear: this is no mindless blog entry. I am genuinely drawing this conclusion: Homeless people that appear to be out of their minds have every right to be. I dare you to roam the streets of LA for over a day an not start ranting a little about communist manifestos or singing a smooth, lush vocal arrangement. 

I have come to believe that we are all about 3 or 4 decisions away from being just like anyone else in the world. That can be empowering for those striving for the top, but I think it's worth considering the next time you see someone belting some Boys II Men to nobody.

That could be you in a matter of decisions. 

Pinhead

Convicted forger A. Schiller was serving his time in Sing Sing prison in the late 1800s when guards found him dead in his cell. On his body they found seven regular straight pins whose heads measured the typical 47/1000ths of an inch or 1.17 millimeters in diameter. Under 500 magnification it was found that the tiny etchings seen on the heads of the pins were the words to The Lord's Prayer, which is 65 words and 254 letters long. Of the seven pins, six were silver and one was gold - the gold pin's prayer was flawless and a true masterpiece. Schiller had spent the last 25 years of his life creating the pins, using a tool too small to be seen by the naked eye. It is estimated that it took 1,863 sepatate carving strokes to make it. Schiller went blind because of his artwork.

All this for only $350

Today I was listening to Free Speech radio on 90.7. I turn to this station whenever I'm feeling either intellectual or dumb--it solves both ailments. I was intrigued initially by a professional on Tibetan politics and the Dalai Lama, but today's broadcast took the cake....the reincarnation cake that is!

That's right, you used to be Abraham Lincoln and now you are just an angsty, side-banged teen. 

Anywhoot, this man was talking about a conference that is the only one of its kind dedicated to reincarnated living individuals. So basically Fred Miller was previously Anne Frank, Michael Jackson is really Mozart, Obama is the senator who helped Lincoln with the Emancipation Proclaimation, the list goes on and on. 

Now for the gravy train, THE CONFERENCE IS IN LA! Marina Del Rey to be ironic enough, the most plain, traditional, conservative part in the LA county. So naturally I went the website only to find 2 very outrageous things: The evening entertainment itinerary and the $350 admission!

Friday
Comedy by Swami Beyondanda 
and keyboard music by Paul Armitage, 
the reincarnation of composer Edvard Grieg

Saturday
Storytelling and harp music by Erik Berglund, 
the reincarnation of Hans Christian Anderson

Sunday
The Bacher Boys, the reincarnations of Laurel & Hardy, 
Performing “The Funniest Show in the World”

So the question arises....who's with me?