I just noticed this blog was getting some action. I actually started it in January, and sadly, my last blog was written during the last few weeks of my last semester in college. I'm on a road trip now, heading north from Georgia. I stopped in Maryland for a rafting trip in Virginia. I met a few people, made some friends, had an interview and landed a position in D.C.!! Looks like my life is starting to get interesting, SO if you're interested, follow me on my new traveling blog @ Traveling Blue Cup (named after my favorite round coffee cup in the world I bring with me everywhere and eat and drink everything out of).
Monday, June 4, 2012
Monday, April 16, 2012
Stranger Danger
Name: Brittany Lucero
Age: 22
Hair color: Dark Brunette
Eye color: Coffee brown
Weight: 126 lbs
Height: 5'3
Pet Peeves: Those who make
noises when eating bananas, arrogant personalities, liars, carnivores...
What you are looking for
in a life partner: Pants that fit
Describe yourself: fun, social,
interesting, beautiful, PERFECT.


Today, we have millions of
people using online dating services. In fact, according to Online Dating
Magazine over 40 million Americans used online dating services in 2011. That
many people spent over $1 billion in that year. That’s a lot of people and a
ton of money. People are finding compatible matches. Accorrding to Match.com, 17% of marriages in 2007 met on
online dating websites. Keep in mind, sometimes with good comes evil, and if
you want to find someone online, beware.
The University of Colorado Boulder's Leeds School of Business found
that many of the dating sites’ metadata were not protected. This means that
photos that you may post in your profile could be GPS tracked! That potential
danger was eventually spotted and now being fixed by many sites; however, not
all sites have complied to protect all your information.
In addition
to having your information not always fully protected, strangers, or “potential
matches” could be predators. We have all heard about the Craigslist Killer, but
there are others who could take advantage of you in other ways. For example,
Albert Lovering pleaded guilty to 23 counts of theft. Man
Guilty For Taking Advantage Albert acted like he was interested in these
women romantically but over the course of his conversation, he manipulatively
made these women believe he was in financial trouble. He gained over two
hundred thousand dollars from these online dating victims.


To conclude, when it comes down to it, online dating doesn't have to be calculating and entirely unsafe, as long as you're safe and aware of what to look for. If you are not educated about the true signs of a predator, ways company's could take advantage of the personal information you release, or the risk you are taking to make sure you don't end up alone and lonely, your online dating experience may not be what it is QUACKED up to be.
Until next time, thanks for reading!!!
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
we RIGHT it.
Citizen journalism is created when everyday people write the news. We decide what's important. We decide what gets disseminated. We become amateur journalists. You don't need a degree. You don't need a job. You don't even need any more than the basic tools- the internet and a collaborative news website. Doesn't that sound fun and easy? Well, it's no joke. It really is journalistic power right at your fingertips.
How? Well, in a democratic society, it is for the people, by the people. In South Korea, an online magazine called OhMyNews is just that. They became more democratic after the speech abolition law was overrun by the Democratic Agreement of 1987. Now, magazines like OhMyNews can deviate from professional, include commenting systems, and everyone can participate.

<<Random Korean Man
Kids are citizens too.
In Brazil, children have even embraced citizen journalism. Newspaper clubs have allowed children to express themselves, their ideas, and their interest on paper. There are online newspapers where they can contribute, and they are given a chance to have a voice in a nation where exploitation and prostitution are not news to them.

So there may be a blurry line between professional and amateur journalism, but as long as the participatory culture continues, we will receive all kinds of news from all kinds of people.
Thanks for reading!
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Tell ya about the Telly

(Remember being exposed to our first womanizer... )
So television played a semi-precious role in my life then, and as it turns out, it is still making its rounds. Most of us watch television online, at least some, and even if it’s not considered watching traditional television, we watch YouTube videos. Especially with those we subscribe to, we watch these videos in a sort of series. If we don’t like what we see, we insult them in the comments (like a bunch of harsh critics who probably couldn’t do a better job ourselves... or could we? And it doesn’t matter anyway, because they are slightly more concerned with writing a comment that is wittier or more offensive just to muster up some likes.) THE POINT IS: we get to control the media somehow. We can direct a plot, suggest ideas, submit photos or videos, or make our own TV series ourselves-free of charge.
While some of us were lying on our backs on the couch
watching television, others were jumping into this digital age- setting it up
for us. In the 90s, I was comfortable watching cartoon re-runs. Today, kids have more
options, freedom, and technology to do with TV as they want. But let’s be
honest, who do they really owe this too… The Japanese! That’s right. Back in
1992, the Japanese came up with the whole concept of HDTV. Sadly, because
Japanese technology was ahead of the curve, for a brief time, the US couldn’t
watch Japanese programming (OH NO!) Their technology was too good for ours! But
instead of jumping on the Japanese bandwagon (to avoid Japanese electronic
domination), we had to create our own.. Well, we finally got it right. As a
result, we had more room for more channels, and a very rich picture. Then on
February 17th, 2009, as a unit, we officially made the switch to
digital.

And life moves on. Kids have it easier, more options, and more freedom, clearer pictures, usable technology... la la la. Even if they are watching their form of traditional television on the couch, American Idol is about to announce their winner, and the kid just realized that all that water is really making him have to go. He snatches up the clicker, hits PAUSE, takes his time to go to the bathroom, washes his hands, stands on the scale, lingers in the hallway, grabs a drink from the fridge, maybe even an apple (yeah right) and slowly, eventually, sits back down, gets comfortable, and pushes PLAY. Yes, the new reception introduced pausing television too, fast forwarding and rewinding are other benefits- especially when it comes to commercials. Sure I miss those days as a kid where troubles were insignificant, summers lasted forever, and cereal never got old, but when mom wanted help with the groceries and my TV show was on without an option to pause- nope, I’d trade that in a heartbeat.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Collaboration Nation


That’s not the only benefit. There is also no talk about a
hierarchy of power. The control is either dismissed or dispersed among the
members. Let’s face it. Old school businesses use to be run with intimidation, controlling
leaders, a small number of members collaborating, and that was business. But
today, collaboration is open to the world to participate in. More people, more
thoughts, better ideas, and better outcomes- the future.
Not only that, with information about businesses easily
accessible, there is a transparency that defeats closed source businesses. It
forces businesses to be open, honest and just in the way they do business or
else they risk losing business due to their dishonesty or unethical
decision-making.

We gain a better understanding of the material, sometimes more insight than the material even provides, and we get to escape the hierarchal, sometimes pretentious, lectures from professors who only give one sided perspective and knowledge on a particular subject, without acknowledging all the minds around them (and BOREing us all the same!) So for this personal reason, all though is seems like the natural direction most of society is going in, I am FOR collaboration.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
noPUNintendo
We don’t really think about it, unless you are just
enthusiastic about your obsessions, but video games have come a long way. I
never knew it until recently that video games began as a way that the
government could play out how real life attacks could go down. Then somehow,
video games grew into a subtle way to waste our time, get us focused on winning
at some imaginary competition between you and the computer. Then, between you
and other players.

Video games have not only grown in popularity, they have
grown in perplexity and complexity as well as become more like a life
simulation. Video games, like Second Life, is so similar to life, that one can
work, make money, buy a home, grab coffee, converse with people, shop, and so
much more. A lot of players do more in their virtual lives than they do in
their real ones.

If you'd like to play old school mario, click this link: I will take you there! Mario Game
Thanks for reading!
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Nostalgia
Nostalgia brings you back to a time where things were
different, and we usually feel they were better. Midnight in Paris, the new
Woody Allen film, stars Owen Wilson’s character who, at first, believes that
Paris in the 20s was a better time. He gains criticisms from his fiancé, her
parents, and some friends of his. In the end, he concludes that we all look
back at previous periods of time with optimism and disdain on our own present
time. We are great at misconstruing the past to make it seem happier, brighter,
where candy bars only cost a nickel.

I’m not so sure reading a
book at a playground is much different than texting on your blackberry at a
playground- both cases are distracting you from watching your child!! But the
direction this world is changing in, technology is growing in distraction. It’s
becoming more interesting to lose yourself in than just a fascinating novel.
Should we deem those who get sucked in the technological distraction as “bad
parents”? Pretty sure it is a lot more complicated than that.
In one case, the X Family
attends their son’s basketball games. Many times, during one of the kid’s
basketball games, the little sister plays on her Kindle instead of watching the
game. If it weren’t for her Kindle, she would still be equally distracted
reading a book or playing with other friends, which she does as well. She’s
seven, so that’s okay. The parents, much older than seven, always neglect phone
calls to watch their son play games, but mostly because missing something, like
a shot, would seem like missing out on an important priority, their son and his
self esteem.


Anyway, after her computer
crashed, she talked about her computer with me, how she missed it, how she couldn’t do
anything without it. We spoke of it at the table before I went home. (We never
really talk for more than a few minutes- with eye contact anyway.) Because she
didn’t have her computer, we could talk about places to travel to, her children
and the funny things they say, as well as life stories from the past. These
things almost never happen. It was nice. She even asked to borrow Macbook to browse
through vacation rentals and destinations. In all, there was more human
connection and great conversation. So maybe she wasn’t physically shaking
without her pc, but you could definitely tell she was behaving differently.
Thanks for reading!
Friday, February 10, 2012
To Tell the Truth
Diaries, journals, notes in a box. Sometimes for some
people, these aren’t good enough ways to say how they feel. Sometimes for some
people, the feeling they have is so powerful that diaries cannot do it justice,
journals cannot give them the response they need, lonely notes in a box are
just a reminder that you’re alone in knowing something personal. Sometimes for
some people, they just need to vent anonymously and get some kind of response,
some kind of feedback, from anyone anywhere who’s listening in the slightest
hope that in someway someone can make them feel…
less
alone.
PostSecret.com is a popular site that collects anonymous
creative and artsy postcards revealing secrets. These secrets range in topic,
from ambiguous to in-detail descriptions of something coming from covert
creators. These cards are displayed publicly for all to see. Creating and
sending these postcards isn’t everything though. So what’s is?
PostSecrets are thought provoking, tug at heartstrings,
while others make you laugh. Laughing together, crying together, and generally
being affected together, through separate viewing screens, may be the key to
bringing us together, alone. I guess that changes things.
The PostSecret site wouldn’t be so popular if people didn’t
decide these postcards are worth reading. A lot of times, we like to listen to
people’s problems when they are similar to ours. It may make us feel a little
less weird and kind of relieved of that alone. It may seem wrong but sometimes
knowing someone has it worse than you makes you feel somehow… better. And in
all, this is a great emotional time killer.

So, in accordance with this topic, I figured I would reveal
a secret of my own that I’ve never shared with anyone. Keep in mind, this is
not my deepest, darkest secret. It is rather pathetic, but even if you judge, I
won’t be able to see your reaction. (Thus, the purpose of this blog)
And here it is:
I keep white Christmas lights on in my closet at night and
convince my friends that they look chic. It’s really because I am slightly
afraid at night some disfigured creature –who may conspire to eat me- will be
standing where my room meets my closet. I wake up at odd hours of the night,
and my eyes lead straight to the closet, heart pumping every time. After
writing this down, I’m realizing it sounds ridiculously like I’m scared that
there’s a monster in my closet. The thing is, I know how impractical or
illogical this scenario is because I always lock my doors, disfigured things
are pretty rare in the area I live, and I try to convince myself against the
idea time and time again, but the fear remains.
perfectly normal.
Thanks for reading!
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Phone-e Bologna



Breaking up a once serious and connected relationship via
text message seems less than heartless, but it happens all the time. Let’s face
it, it’s easy, quick, and you don’t have to see or hear their reaction or
emotion. You don’t have to deal with the awkward goodbye hug or kiss and more
importantly, it seems like a clean check off a list rather than a human
disappointment. But using text or e-mail to take away the awkwardness of a real
life encounter with your old partner, we leave the reciprocating party feeling
like less, like they weren’t good enough to even be told to their faces, that
maybe all that time they were together was a waste. This says a lot about how
little we value a text.
So maybe I’d rather hear my father’s voice than read his
text. It’s nice to hear from him every once in while tell me about his day or be
able to tell him about mine ear to phone. But everyday conversation with him can
become dry and make me resent answering a phone call about the same old stuff.
Sometimes, there is something so special about a text from Dad popping up that
reads either one two dialogues, “I love you, Buttons! (personal nickname)” or “I’m
proud of you pumpkin.” So for that, I can say, I don’t mind the texting
phenomenon. It would just be nice to compromise, like invent a program on a medium
that allows people to see and hear each other talk, something free, no matter
where they are on the planet… eh, maybe that’s asking too much... (note logo below)
:)
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Two Birds of a Feather are Alone Together


So much so that we may see each other as objects to be accessed because a lot of our sense of community is coming from the Internet. We sign in to get our social dose, and when we sign out we feel alone. When we are not connected, we feel alone. “Moments of more may leave us with lives of less.” –Turkle. Going to people for reasons of comfort, amusement, and usefulness sounds a lot like using someone, and it may be. It’s that idea that I’m sad, so I need to insert friend here to be happy or I’m lonely so insert company here to feel less lonely. I wonder if as rapidly the technology is growing, there is a parallel increase of “using” people. That study would probably be awkward to conduct. (Then again, awkward is what you make it!) Later on in this chapter, Turkle writes about how people are becoming less like individuals in the eyes of others and more as a unit, part of a larger thing. Friends are like fans, and I can relate. Even as we receive notifications on our social networking sites, we adore those who let those red flags come up, almost like they are fans of ours. Even when we e-mail, our responses feel like a task waiting to be completed rather than personal letters from friends. The more we submerge ourselves into all this technology, it seems the more we begin to lose certain things, like the idea of friends.

I am a nanny that cares for two children, 7 and 11, and the story is no different. The 7 year old, Miss R, is in first grade and already learning how to be drawn to her Kindle, TV, and the internet. The 11 year old is more of an extreme case in comparison. He checks and responds to texts every 2 minutes during homework. He complains that his homework takes too long to complete, and I agree. It would take me forever if I were to be continuously texting. I took his phone so he could concentrate, but after it started buzzing in my hand, he looked up irritated, looked back down to continue working, his fingers tapped irritatedly, and I heard him groan an Ugh. The thing is, he let me take his phone-no problem. He seemed relieved, but once I had it, I could see the urgency to write back. I told him it was going to be okay, he only had a few more problems to do. Once he completed it, he nearly jumped over the table to reach for his phone. It was desperate, kind of pathetic, and sad. Strangely, I am no different.

The Drama of the Text Message
The urgency to respond to texts is due to the speed of communication. On the flip side of this, we get irritated when we are not responded back just as quickly as we send them out. So many of us think or know there is a problem when we text someone who doesn't respond back in 3 minutes. If they are writing to a significant other, we assume they are uninterested or annoyed at us, when in actuality, they could be busy in their own technological world. Instead, we worry and feel hurt until BAM!- our phones buzz with a response or our e-mails tell us we've received more mail, or a chat glows a red flag. Then, we are more than just happy we got a response, we are satisfied-- until we write back and the anticipation and impatience begins again.
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