
Friday, April 24, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
God Forbid
The more I know your power, Lord
The more I’m mindful
How casually we speak and sing your name
How often we have come to you
With no fear or wonder
And called upon you only for what we stand to gain
God forbid, that I find you so familiar
That I think of you as less than who you are
God forbid, that I should speak of you at all
Without a humble reverence in my heart
God forbid
Lord, I often talk about your love and mercy
How it seems to me your goodness has no end
It frightens me to think that I could take you for granted
Though you’re closer than a brother
You’re more than just a friend
You are father, God almighty
Lord of lords, you're King of kings
Beyond my understanding
No less than everything
The more I’m mindful
How casually we speak and sing your name
How often we have come to you
With no fear or wonder
And called upon you only for what we stand to gain
God forbid, that I find you so familiar
That I think of you as less than who you are
God forbid, that I should speak of you at all
Without a humble reverence in my heart
God forbid
Lord, I often talk about your love and mercy
How it seems to me your goodness has no end
It frightens me to think that I could take you for granted
Though you’re closer than a brother
You’re more than just a friend
You are father, God almighty
Lord of lords, you're King of kings
Beyond my understanding
No less than everything
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Wishing Everyone a blessed Easter
Thursday, March 19, 2009
My latest trip
My favorite part of the trip...visiting with my aunt and uncle in Santa Maria. I spent one night there and am so glad I did. :-)
Pictures from Vista Point
Natasha Richardson (1963-2009)
Friday, March 13, 2009
On the road again...

Doesn't it seem like I just returned from a trip? Three weeks ago I flew home from Europe, and Monday I embark on a three day road trip to Central California. I'm beginning to have that 'living out of a suitcase' feeling! Okay, okay, it's only three days!!! Anyway, I'm going on a another business trip and plan to interview four people who were stationed at MCAS El Toro. Although I threw everything together a bit last minute, I am excited because I'm going to spend Monday night with my aunt and uncle. I've also never been to Cambria, and though I'm going by myself, hopefully I can find something fun to do while I'm there. My itinerary is as follows:
Monday: Drive to Santa Barbara
Interview at 11:00
Drive to Santa Maria and stay the night
Tuesday: Interview x2 in Arroyo Grande
Drive to Cambria for the night
Wednesday: Interview in Cambria
Drive home (& pray for good traffic!! I get to drive through LA during rush hour...again)
Thursday, March 12, 2009
"To those who say people wouldn't look..."

Fifty-one years ago, veteran reporter Edward R. Murrow gave his infamous speech on the current state of television at the Radio and Television News Directors Association meeting. I admit I have read the text several times and each time am reminded just how appropriate Murrow's words are for today. I recently stumbled across the speech yet again and felt compelled to highlight excerpts. I suppose this American's dissatisfaction with the current state of affairs will come across loud and clear. And to quote Murrow, "This instrument can teach, it can illuminate; yes, and it can even inspire. But it can do so only to the extent that humans are determined to use it to those ends. Otherwise it is merely wires and lights in a box. There is a great and perhaps decisive battle to be fought against ignorance, intolerance and indifference." The question I ask myself is: what can I do to change this?
And if you ever find yourself bored with nothing to do I highly recommend reading the text in its entirety. :-) http://www.rtnda.org/pages/media_items/edward-r.-murrow-speech998.php
Our history will be what we make it. And if there are any historians about fifty or a hundred years from now, and there should be preserved the kinescopes for one week of all three networks, they will there find recorded in black and white, or color, evidence of decadence, escapism and insulation from the realities of the world in which we live. I invite your attention to the television schedules of all networks between the hours of 8 and 11 p.m., Eastern Time. Here you will find only fleeting and spasmodic reference to the fact that this nation is in mortal danger. There are, it is true, occasional informative programs presented in that intellectual ghetto on Sunday afternoons. But during the daily peak viewing periods, television in the main insulates us from the realities of the world in which we live. If this state of affairs continues, we may alter an advertising slogan to read: LOOK NOW, PAY LATER.
I am entirely persuaded that the American public is more reasonable, restrained and more mature than most of our industry's program planners believe. [What, you mean we don't have to program news to a 4th grade level?!! No!]
I began by saying that our history will be what we make it. If we go on as we are, then history will take its revenge, and retribution will not limp in catching up with us. We are to a large extent an imitative society. If one or two or three corporations would undertake to devote just a small traction of their advertising appropriation along the lines that I have suggested, the procedure would grow by contagion; the economic burden would be bearable, and there might ensue a most exciting adventure--exposure to ideas and the bringing of reality into the homes of the nation.
To those who say people wouldn't look; they wouldn't be interested; they're too complacent, indifferent and insulated, I can only reply: There is, in one reporter's opinion, considerable evidence against that contention. But even if they are right, what have they got to lose? Because if they are right, and this instrument is good for nothing but to entertain, amuse and insulate, then the tube is flickering now and we will soon see that the whole struggle is lost.
This instrument can teach, it can illuminate; yes, and it can even inspire. But it can do so only to the extent that humans are determined to use it to those ends. Otherwise it is merely wires and lights in a box. There is a great and perhaps decisive battle to be fought against ignorance, intolerance and indifference. This weapon of television could be useful. Stonewall Jackson, who knew something about the use of weapons, is reported to have said, "When war comes, you must draw the sword and throw away the scabbard." The trouble with television is that it is rusting in the scabbard during a battle for survival.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Venezia!
I took this video toward the end of our gondola ride coming into the Grand Canal. Obviously, we were at the mercy of the water, so please excuse the constand bobbing up and down. I do hope no one gets sea sick watching it! Also, my apologize for including close ups of family members heads (namely my parents!), but gondola's aren't known for their spacious interiors! Regardless of it's imperfections, this is on my of favorite videos because it brings back fond memories of my favorite stop: Venezia!
Sonnet 18
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
- William Shakespeare
English Poet and Playwright
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Trip
Clearly, it is going to take me longer than I thought to post about my trip. Too bad good intentions do not equal actually accomplishing something. So, until I get back to sharing some of my adventures, see below for a link to my Picasa web album. I took over 1100 pictures and narrowed them down to 87. No small feat, let me assure you!
http://picasaweb.google.com/kira.gentry/EuropeanDreamFeb09?authkey=Gv1sRgCPaOsJ2C2_bbRw#
http://picasaweb.google.com/kira.gentry/EuropeanDreamFeb09?authkey=Gv1sRgCPaOsJ2C2_bbRw#
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Sparkling Lights: Eiffel Tower at night
Christina, this one is for you since you haven't seen the Eiffel Tower at night. Now, I am a novice at videos and can't figure out how to adjust the orientation. If you tilt your head to the left you should be able to see it just fine!
Lake Varese
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
First Stop: Roma!
Also known as: Tales of the night life on a plane or the joy of ear plugs.
Yes, ladies and gentleman, I love ear plugs. Why? To drown out the sound of the screaming child sitting directly in front of us. Now, I try to be very understanding of families traveling with small children, but this could have been avoided. This little one was definitely a Mama's boy and all they had to do was let her hold him instead of ignoring what was happening a mere 2 seats away and let him scream in the arms of the father. Even the flight crew was giving them looks and up until then, they had been very tolerant. In my humble opinion, child rearing techniques should be amended while traveling with hundreds of other people in close quarters. I think you get the picture. We landed at 8:30 Rome time after flying all night, made a speedy trip through immigration, got our luggage, and within a short time were headed for the hotel. My first impression of Rome was just okay. We were definitely in Italy and seeing the houses, flower boxes, etc was nice, but I can't say I was all that impressed. (extreme exhaustion might have played a factor in this) We enjoyed a welcome drink and intro session with our fabulous tour director at 5:00, although I honestly don't remember much of this thanks to jet lag. I hope the other people are in the same boat because I looked awful!
The next day we were up and at 'em by 8:00 (after waking up at 2:00 and staying awake for hours) and were off for Vatican City. Initially, we had to line up next to a wall and Adam asked me what it was. Little did I know it was the wall to the city. Oops! Thanks to our group status we breezed through the line and security and were soon dazzled by the wonders inside. The art work, tapestries, and sheer history of the place are enough to give anyone goosebumps. I bought a coffee table style book so I could spend more time exploring it's treasures. There's simply too much detail to take it all in. However, it almost proved to be my downfall because I got held up due to the person in front of me having issues with their credit card. It took longer to process my purchase and by the time we finished I had completely lost my group. Mind you, the museum was extremely crowded and I had no idea where they went. Not good! We used a headset system called a Whisper and as soon as I could no longer hear the guide I knew I was in trouble. She was out of sight and out of ear shot. Fortuntely, Mother stayed behind a bit up the road saving me from going in the opposite direction. Whew, crisis averted!
Next up was the Sistine Chapel. My first impression was that it was smaller than I expected, but then the realization about where I am hit me. Especially when I looked up and found myself standing directly underneath the infamous creation masterpiece. That was a real trip! St. Peter's Basilica was the first of my churches I saw and it rates in my top 3. Unless you have been there it's hard to describe the magnificence of the structure. Following this, we spent time in the old quarter and toured the Colosseum! Me in the Colosseum, who would have thought. Naturally, images of the movie Gladiator came to mind as I walked the circumference and then went down to the lower levels where the animals were kept before fighting for their lives. All in all, it was a bit staggering to be in places I have read so much about. Reading about them is one thing, but seeing them in person...wow!
There is so much to say, but I don't want to bore people by going on and on. I'll post some pictures and hopefully a video (if I can get it to work!) for your viewing pleasure.
P.S. It would have been much easier to blog while I was gone, however I decided to boycott all computers and cell phones. I must admit, it was great getting away from it all, but now I have to play catch up...
Yes, ladies and gentleman, I love ear plugs. Why? To drown out the sound of the screaming child sitting directly in front of us. Now, I try to be very understanding of families traveling with small children, but this could have been avoided. This little one was definitely a Mama's boy and all they had to do was let her hold him instead of ignoring what was happening a mere 2 seats away and let him scream in the arms of the father. Even the flight crew was giving them looks and up until then, they had been very tolerant. In my humble opinion, child rearing techniques should be amended while traveling with hundreds of other people in close quarters. I think you get the picture. We landed at 8:30 Rome time after flying all night, made a speedy trip through immigration, got our luggage, and within a short time were headed for the hotel. My first impression of Rome was just okay. We were definitely in Italy and seeing the houses, flower boxes, etc was nice, but I can't say I was all that impressed. (extreme exhaustion might have played a factor in this) We enjoyed a welcome drink and intro session with our fabulous tour director at 5:00, although I honestly don't remember much of this thanks to jet lag. I hope the other people are in the same boat because I looked awful!
The next day we were up and at 'em by 8:00 (after waking up at 2:00 and staying awake for hours) and were off for Vatican City. Initially, we had to line up next to a wall and Adam asked me what it was. Little did I know it was the wall to the city. Oops! Thanks to our group status we breezed through the line and security and were soon dazzled by the wonders inside. The art work, tapestries, and sheer history of the place are enough to give anyone goosebumps. I bought a coffee table style book so I could spend more time exploring it's treasures. There's simply too much detail to take it all in. However, it almost proved to be my downfall because I got held up due to the person in front of me having issues with their credit card. It took longer to process my purchase and by the time we finished I had completely lost my group. Mind you, the museum was extremely crowded and I had no idea where they went. Not good! We used a headset system called a Whisper and as soon as I could no longer hear the guide I knew I was in trouble. She was out of sight and out of ear shot. Fortuntely, Mother stayed behind a bit up the road saving me from going in the opposite direction. Whew, crisis averted!
Next up was the Sistine Chapel. My first impression was that it was smaller than I expected, but then the realization about where I am hit me. Especially when I looked up and found myself standing directly underneath the infamous creation masterpiece. That was a real trip! St. Peter's Basilica was the first of my churches I saw and it rates in my top 3. Unless you have been there it's hard to describe the magnificence of the structure. Following this, we spent time in the old quarter and toured the Colosseum! Me in the Colosseum, who would have thought. Naturally, images of the movie Gladiator came to mind as I walked the circumference and then went down to the lower levels where the animals were kept before fighting for their lives. All in all, it was a bit staggering to be in places I have read so much about. Reading about them is one thing, but seeing them in person...wow!
There is so much to say, but I don't want to bore people by going on and on. I'll post some pictures and hopefully a video (if I can get it to work!) for your viewing pleasure.
P.S. It would have been much easier to blog while I was gone, however I decided to boycott all computers and cell phones. I must admit, it was great getting away from it all, but now I have to play catch up...
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
The Traveler Returns
The world traveler has returned and is now battling the most common and unwanted byproduct of traversing time zones: jet lag. Granted, this is not exactly the most fun thing to endure, but all things considered, I would say it is a worthy price to pay. I was downloading my pictures and video at 5:30 this morning and as soon as I get them organized, I'll start posting updates and photo galleries. :-)
I must be more out of it than I thought because in my haste to post I forgot half of what I was going to say. Oops! That's where the blogger 'edit post' feature comes in handy. :-) I loved traveling and seeing new parts of the world, but there is nothing like coming home. And to be honest, I was surprised at the things I looked forward to the most, such as:
I must be more out of it than I thought because in my haste to post I forgot half of what I was going to say. Oops! That's where the blogger 'edit post' feature comes in handy. :-) I loved traveling and seeing new parts of the world, but there is nothing like coming home. And to be honest, I was surprised at the things I looked forward to the most, such as:
- Milk! I didn't drink any while I was gone because I am rather particular about the kind of milk I drink. (as those who know me can attest) I prefer a specific brand (Alta Dena), 2%, gallon not half gallon carton, etc, etc. Even Starbucks coffee tasted funny with European milk. My first order of business once reaching American soil (after clearing customs with the rudest immigration official I have ever met) was to find the nearest Starbucks and enjoy real coffee. And then today I had a delicious glass of ice cold milk. Hmmm.
- Free bathrooms. Okay, paying to use the "washroom" is a rather ridiculous system in my humble opinion. Granted, it does help use up accrued euro coins, however, I must prefer the American way. I mean, please, should I really be paying 1.50 euro in Venice?? Come on!
- Peanut Butter. It was such a lovely thing to enjoy peanut butter on my toast this morning. I don't think I saw any while I was away. (and believe me, we hit plenty of rest stops)
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Bon Voyage!

Well, my suitcase is packed, iPod updated and fully charged, books packed, last minute items in a semi-neat pile, and I think I'm ready as I'll ever be. As of 11:30 pm U.S. time I will be landing in Rome, Italy, for the beginning of a 12 day tour of Europe. Our flight departs from John Wayne at 6:45 am and our travels will take us to Rome, Venice, Lucerne, Paris, and London. Right now I am most excited about visiting Venice and Paris. Coffee in a Parisian sidewalk cafe certainly hits the spot...then again, so does shopping at Harrods, touring St. Paul's, admiring the beauty of Venice...
I'll be sure to post pictures and a synopsis of our trip upon my return. I must admit, part of me can't quite believe I'm actually going. Hopefully, it will hit me on the plane. Bon voyage!
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