tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-161094172008-04-20T04:08:39.765-07:00Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-40329437293942295472007-04-03T00:07:00.000-07:002007-04-03T00:24:00.087-07:00

I have decided to merge this blog's contents with my other blog, The Splintered Mind. I found they intersected too much to justify being two different blogs. This means that I've opened up the format of TSM a bit to include musings, book reviews, and my art and writing progress. If you are not currently subscribed to TSM then I invite you to do so now. I trust you'll enjoy the same content and

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1166248575014069382006-12-15T21:56:00.000-08:002006-12-15T21:56:15.453-08:00

Coolest fish ever is the hottest - fish that skips through lava!Interesting discovery, but I'm a little irritated with these science articles big on text and short on visuals. To describe video as part of the discovery and not offer video in a link or an estimated time and place when we can see the video for ourselves is feeble reporting, IMO. Those lumps of fleshy turds do nothing for the

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1164201923620677122006-11-22T03:58:00.000-08:002006-11-22T07:39:51.163-08:00

Just a quick entry today. I was doing research on Eastern Coyotes in the Cape Cod region this morning and came across a great online resource by Dr. Jonathan Way. Besides liking how he spelled his name (which is how I spell a character of mine's name) his site was filled with photos of coyotes in their "natural" habitat. I became puzzled and frustrated, however, when I discovered his site

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1164118493273487962006-11-21T05:34:00.000-08:002006-11-21T06:14:53.363-08:00

For some time I have referred to an epiphany I had last Spring. It was as transformative to my thought processes as I could have prayed for, and although I have not been free to implement the changes as rapidly as I would have liked, I still have steadily worked to alter my life in the new direction. It was such a stunning realization that I labeled it an "Elepiphanty". I assure you that it is

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1163549136508261052006-11-14T15:58:00.000-08:002006-11-14T16:05:36.576-08:00

I stayed up late last night to work out final details on a logo for a client. I've been very excited to work on this assignment. The client, Mindy, is my daughter's former singing instructor. What a busy lady she is. She has a dance studio in her basement with over a hundred students. Has over 30 students for singing instruction, she's involved with local productions, and she just picked up a gig

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1162791161001559342006-11-05T21:25:00.000-08:002006-11-05T21:35:01.956-08:00

If you judged my progress from my NaNoWriMo widget on The Splintered Mind you'd think I wasn't making much progress. The truth is, however, that much of my work has been on backstory and background details. I jot notes in my Moleskine, add details to my book project, and add a bit here and there to the first chapter. You see, I discovered I didn't know my story as well as I thought I did. I

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1162747844089769252006-11-05T09:30:00.000-08:002006-11-05T09:30:44.100-08:00

I tried to open my front door with my car's remote fob today. I actually didn't realize anything was amiss with what I was doing until I heard the car unlock behind me. At least I had a good laugh.

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1162551460719280782006-11-03T02:39:00.000-08:002006-11-03T02:57:40.730-08:00

I don't want to go into what a harrowing day was to-day. I really have other things to write. Not here, but in my novel. Let's just say that my girls have kept me busy. So busy that my mother worried if something had happened to us because we were gone so long. B was on a movie set all day as an extra. C had dance classes to teach, L had dance lessons to receive, and A just ran around like the

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1160711754710844232006-10-12T20:54:00.000-07:002006-10-12T21:05:56.100-07:00

Dance like nobody's watching Originally uploaded by Darkstream. Tonight's theme was discovered on a wall at my daughters' dance studio in Bountiful, Utah. This whole "failure" thing is really bugging me. Just who is going to disapprove of what I write or draw? What am I so afraid of? I can answer that. I am afraid of my own disappointment. I am my harshest critic, and consequently, I am

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1160505471170228062006-10-10T11:36:00.000-07:002006-10-12T02:43:32.576-07:00

I discovered to my horror last night as I drifted off to bed that I had misplaced my PDA. I am amazed that I was able to let myself sleep after that, but it did take some doing. But now that a new day has cast its light on my tragedy panic is starting to settle in. I am completely lost without my PDA. All my backups are for naught. Shamefully, I have not swapped out memory cards in a few

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1160477085956615492006-10-10T03:38:00.000-07:002006-10-10T03:44:46.036-07:00

If I could begin with the end in mind then work towards the end without getting waylaid by shiny new distractions I might be able to lick this insomnia. Today I push my clock back by three hours. I always seem to end upside down when I get sick. Now it's time to get turvy topsy again. I'm feeling much better tonight, actually. I look forward to finishing the roughs on my client's logo design.

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1160273779143409082006-10-07T19:14:00.000-07:002006-10-07T19:16:19.156-07:00

I'm missing passion, dedication & focus in my life. A little bit more of any one of these will help stop the tide of mindless distractions that fill my world.

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1160036088257140222006-10-05T00:57:00.000-07:002006-10-05T01:14:48.556-07:00

I've been terribly sick for the past five days. I've got one heckuvva virus doing a number on my lungs. The past two days were the worst. I simply laid on the couch and died. I'm not eating much, but I've gained eight pounds. I'm blowing up like a balloon over here. I don't really want to blog, but I want to track my progress because there are less than 90 days to go before I need to have some

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1159424487830388922006-09-27T23:18:00.000-07:002006-09-27T23:21:27.846-07:00

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1158797080232352472006-09-20T16:22:00.000-07:002006-09-20T17:04:40.280-07:00

Neurologically off today. Not a happy camper. Must bury myself in work. Homeschooling was hard today, but we covered many bases. Best day in several. OK, enough. I can form full sentences. I've been thinking of my goals. I'm committed to blogging every week until the last week of this year over at The Splintered Mind. Now that all my "fans" have disappeared, I still need to post regularly. It

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1157924172047935362006-09-10T14:30:00.000-07:002006-09-10T14:36:12.223-07:00

This will be a short blog. Very short. I'm terribly distracted. I'm terribly frustrated. I'm terribly browsey. But there is sunlight in the sky still and I have hours left before I cannot draw outside. Then there is that novel I need to get at. There is time spent with family instead of my secret lover, Whiling Wanda Web. There is still time to change the path I'm on. All does not need

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1156773951664370442006-08-28T06:38:00.000-07:002006-08-28T08:20:37.953-07:00

The problem with blogging one's journey through life is the vulnerability of it. I am not a noble man striving to forge my way against the elements. I'm more like a bumbling nincompoop stumbling about in the dark trying to find his way out of the bathroom. Not really different than most folks, but still very not like a hero. So when I declare that I have arrived at an important epiphany

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1156426583574186732006-08-24T06:31:00.000-07:002006-08-24T06:36:23.743-07:00

I'm sitting on a bench waiting for my daughter to come out of the office of a local Country music radio station. This will be her first time promoting herself professionally. She's only 14. I've got my other three girls waiting out in the van, doors open, within ear shot so I can keep tabs on them. Otherwise, I'd be in the office with my oldest girl. My daughter's mission: To thank the local

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1156015857920121762006-08-19T12:25:00.000-07:002006-08-28T08:21:21.493-07:00

Every have one of those days where you have too much to get done in too little time? What? Everyday is like that you say? What I find frustrating during some of those days is how my AD/HD mind freezes. So much to juggle. So much to prioritize. My mind becomes overwhelmed with paralysis. I'll work my way through it. I always do. But I wish that it wasn't such an effort to prioritize. The

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1155598133559764592006-08-14T16:25:00.000-07:002006-08-14T16:28:53.590-07:00

I just remembered that I promised somebody I'd blog about a certain topic for them and I completely forgot who I promised and what I promised to write about! I think it's been a few weeks, too. How embarrassing. It has to do with spouses I think. And depression. Anybody have any ideas? hooboy...I wish I had focus instead of fog.

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1155011599392060882006-08-07T21:28:00.000-07:002006-08-07T21:33:19.456-07:00

Thanks to the exodus this summer of the group of readers I picked up during my heady Blogs of Note days I've been contemplating my blog, The Splintered Mind, and wondering what I'll do with it. You see, my goal was never to become rich and famous through my blog. I just wanted to learn how to talk about my disabilities with a cheeky sense of humor, hone my writing skills, and connect with people.

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1154153386384224232006-07-28T23:05:00.000-07:002006-07-28T23:31:58.136-07:00

Thirsty for juvenile fantasy while you're waiting for Harry Potter and the Last Hurrah? Levin Thumps may not slake that thirst, but it will entertain you for an afternoon. The story revolves around young Levin, left in the care of his boringly cruel aunt and uncle who treat him like an indentured servant. Fate has other plans, however. Unbeknownst to Levin, he was born in a far away land called

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1153060131225665332006-07-16T07:05:00.000-07:002006-07-28T23:33:02.150-07:00

Timesaving tips and exercises to make the most of your painting sessions. Don’t think you have enough time to paint, but you spend hours on the web being browsey or watching the boob tube? Then you have time to paint. The problem is you think you need hours available in order to begin. Patrick Seslar shows you how to break projects into tiny steps using his and other watercolorist’s portfolios.

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1150412645636114732006-06-15T16:00:00.000-07:002006-06-15T16:17:47.046-07:00

Enter what you're reading or your whole library—it's an easy, library-quality catalog. Because everyone else is doing it too, LibraryThing connects you with people who read the same things, and gives you great recommendations.LibraryThing | Catalog your books online I came across this the other day. Unbelievably, I didn't leap in and begin to lose myself in it (I just wet my feet). LibraryThing

Douglas Cooteynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16109417.post-1140557383738434192006-02-21T13:24:00.000-08:002006-02-21T13:29:43.753-08:00

Tired of putting your employees to sleep when you need them attentive? Have your family meetings been running on and on pointlessly? Do people dread your phone calls because they don't have an hour to waste? If so, you may be interested in this book by Milo O. Frank. It's not new. In fact, it's been in publication for twenty years. However, the lack of modern jargon and references to archaic

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