Category: I’m just sayin’.

  • Halloween Costume #FAILS, indeed.

    I have content of my own, I swear. In the meantime, the Youtube gems keep coming.

    Chescaleigh has always made great videos. And she never fails to offer her viewers excellent food for thought.

    I had a huge smile on my face while I watched this one…

  • The Arlington Hotel

    This little gem is at the heart of my hometown’s downtown.

    There are signs in its windows, announcing to users that it is “Closed for Renovations.”

    Meanwhile, the truth is that The Arlington has been closed–sans renovations–for years.

    Every time I pass it by I feel a twinge of sadness. I can’t help but think about what it could become. In my dreams, it’s a vibrant space–a home to art and activities. Its stature alone reminds me of The Gladstone Hotel. This blog post offers a glimpse of what I love about that place.

    There’s a lot of potential in my community. I hate to see it wasted.

  • You never know…


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    See that girl in the above photo? The last lady on the right, closest to the edge of the shot?

    That’s my cousin, Megan.

    She was born when I was in high school. Now she’s dancing with the Toronto Raptors Dance Pak.

    And even though technically I’m still “young”, I’ll be damned if I didn’t tell the truth and say that I feel just a little bit old.

    But this is no pity party, folks. This is a call to stay inspired. You never know how far your dreams will take you.

  • A little visitor.

    A little visitor.

    I hate insects. But I adore ladybugs.

    Funny, eh?

  • “I’m not a businessman, I’m a BUSINESS, man!!” – Jay-Z

    Because I couldn’t mention B without her boo.

    They say “if you want different results, you’ve got to do different things”.

    I’m feeling the weight of those words lately. I keep asking myself why I’ve been doing the same things, when I want different results.

    And so, after being told so in infinite variations over numerous years, I’m attempting to live it.

    Years ago I named my blog “claireshegoes” purely for fun. Now, I can’t help but think that it has to mean something.

    I want to get into sharing personal media with the world. But it’s been rough.

    I had to send my first podcast episode to a friend. I couldn’t bear to hear my own voice.

    With the second episode, I listened to myself. But I cringed like crazy. And then there was the editing process. Due to procrastination, it took a lot longer than I wanted it to.

    Plus, I didn’t have as much fun putting my show together as I think I could have. I really want to get into podcasting. I want to produce quality audio, and enjoy myself while doing it.

    But in the meantime, what’s going on?

    Am I afraid of what’s going to happen if I really step up and stick my neck out?

    I think so. But you know what the song says.

    You don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here.

    While job hunting, you’ll undoubtedly hear about things such as elevator pitches. In this era of social media, you’ll probably be told about personal branding. I have winced more than once as I’ve been told about about being able to summarize myself in 30-seconds-or-less. Who wants to work on those things, right? Who wants to think of him or herself as a product?

    On one hand, I can relate. I don’t particularly care for the fact that we live in an era of human commodification.

    On the other hand, personal branding marketing can be useful. It’s a bit easier to clarify your purpose once you’ve decided what you’re about.

    All of that to say this:

    Big moves require big actions. And if you want to step up, you’ve got to step out.

  • For the fellas:

    Poking around the web this morning, I came upon Gentlemint.

    I haven’t checked it out much. But I figure it’ll come in handy if you want your man to use Pinterest, but he won’t ’cause he thinks it’s too girly.

  • Jesus…partied?

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    This post is for those of you who are liberal, yet call yourself Christian.

    You may have fundamentalist peers or loved ones. They may not appreciate the way you express yourself or choose to socialize….


    You know something?

    When I first began to compose this post, I was feeling bitchy and sarcastic. Now, I just feel sort of sad.

    Fundamentalism can be incredibly poisonous.

    I went out recently. In fact, I enjoyed myself.

    Yet prior to going, I was warned about the consequences of my actions. I felt both shocked and dismayed over what I was told.

    My shocked thoughts included…

    What year is this?

    How old am I?

    My dismay was along the lines of…

    I cannot believe that the chains of religious fundamentalism are wrapped around some of us so tightly that folks cannot see the error in what they are saying.

    People, this life is for living.

    The Son of Man has come eating and drinking, and you say, ‘Look at him! A glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners!’ Yet wisdom is justified by all her children.

    Luke 7:34-35

    I’m no boozy bad-ass. But there’s no way I’m going to feel bad about enjoying myself.

  • A Pep-Talk In Your Inbox

    Not one, but two.

    Right now I’m reading a book called The Fire Starter Sessions by Danielle LaPorte.

    I know I said I would back off of book reviews, but I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention this one.

    I’d heard about Danielle a while ago, but managed to put her awesomeness out of my head. That is until I started viewing the B-School videos by Marie Forleo.

    You may call me cheesy for putting a PSA on my blog. So be it.

    Marie mentioned Danielle, and I felt the urge to check out her material. It’s right up my alley. Truth be told, both women make work that’s worth studying.

    By the way…The last thing on my mind when I watch Marie’s videos is “I want my business to make a million dollars.” Hell, I don’t even have a business. Yet.

    What I AM working on is freeing my spirit. And it’s coming along fabulously. 😉

  • P.S. – On Ashley

    I nearly forgot to mention it in my last post, but I adore Ashley Judd. Always have, and I suspect that I always will. I probably know more of her as a woman, than I do of her work* but she’s always impressed me.

    In an industry rife with fluff, she’s never struck me as one who shied away from substance.

    Recently folks in the media have been making unkind comments about her appearance. In response, here’s a piece that she wrote for The Daily Beast.

    From the introduction:

    As an actor and woman who, at times, avails herself of the media, I am painfully aware of the conversation about women’s bodies, and it frequently migrates to my own body. I know this, even though my personal practice is to ignore what is written about me. I do not, for example, read interviews I do with news outlets. I hold that it is none of my business what people think of me. I arrived at this belief after first, when I began working as an actor 18 years ago, reading everything. I evolved into selecting only the “good” pieces to read. Over time, I matured into the understanding that good and bad are equally fanciful interpretations. I do not want to give my power, my self-esteem, or my autonomy, to any person, place, or thing outside myself. I thus abstain from all media about myself. The only thing that matters is how I feel about myself, my personal integrity, and my relationship with my Creator. Of course, it’s wonderful to be held in esteem and fond regard by family, friends, and community, but a central part of my spiritual practice is letting go of otheration. And casting one’s lot with the public is dangerous and self-destructive, and I value myself too much to do that.

    However, the recent speculation and accusations in March feel different, and my colleagues and friends encouraged me to know what was being said…

    Honestly. As I read the article, I kept asking myself, “Why isn’t this woman a professor?”

    *Did you know that Ms. Judd was on Star Trek: The Next Generation? Oh, yes, she was