Monday, February 21, 2011
* Several Best American Sports Writing anthems including one with the story, 'Resurrecting the Champ,' that got me into journalism.
* Completed journals full of agonizing, unrequited crushes and regretful but romantic past love.
* An old watchbox tin full of poetry and other short thoughts I wrote as a teen and college student.
* Books about murderers such as 'In Cold Blood," and books about heroes such as 'King of the World.'
* A signed copy of Bob Woodward's 'The War Within.'
* 'The Road,' which I bought and read in three days in D.C.
* 'The Namesake,' which made my cry in recognition.
* Dr. Atkins' "NEW Diet Revolution," which got real old real quick.
* My old fraternity handbook.
* A copy of the U.S. Constitution that the then Boulder police chief handed to reporters at a press conference just after the Jon Benet Ramsey murder because he felt everyone deserved due process.
* 'Crazy Love,' 'Chasing Daylight' and 'Searching for God Knows What,' which were discussed in various church small groups.
* 'The Case for Faith,' which was convincing.
* The Bible with a cloth cover my junior high Sunday school teacher sewed.
* Two leather bound Bibles I stole from my dad before he left for good to India.
* 'A Survey of Kerala History' and a 'Kitchens of Kerala' cookbook that I never cracked open.
* Casino chip from the Casino Royale in Las Vegas from freshman year and another from last year's trip aboard the Monarch of the Seas cruise ship.
* 'The Tender Bar,' by the journalist I idolized for years.
* Various entertaining and informative reads such as 'The Kite Runner,' 'Seabiscuit,' 'Unbroken,' 'Maximum City' and 'The God of Small Things.'
* Too much dust.
This Post was by Justin George, cousin to my cousin. He is a staff writer for the St. Petersburg Times. You can get to know his pieces here http://www.tampabay.com/writers/justin-george
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
This Blog is to the ladies:
Dear Female Compadres:
A few months back when traveling home via plane I had to make a stop in the Houston Hobby Airport and waited approximately 20 minutes. I decided to grab a quick bite to eat and wait near my gate. Of course while sitting in an airport filled with other flyers and customers and people trying to get places you are bound to people watch and overhear bits of conversations. I happen to be privy to one such conversation which happened to be by a women who was sitting directly behind me to a best friend on her phone. It went something like this "I mean I just don't get it, like I came down here to tell him if he had any doubts about this wedding with her (she who will not be named), he should not go through with the wedding, I just find it so hard to believe that I would have such strong feelings about something and for him to feel nothing at all, Why does he keep saying (she) has my heart rather then saying i love (she)." I couldn't help but feel a sense of pity. She was obviously trying to get this man back and he obviously had picked someone else. I wanted to tell her it wasn't worth it, to move on, to find someone that was worth her time, SINCE her friends were only allowing her to continue on these ill advised pursuits. I, of course, thought better of it, but the scenario really stuck with me.
I never really understood the concept of shows like the bachelor. How can these women stand here and allow themselves to fall in love with a guy who is obviously deciding between a myriad of girls who all say they love him and watch as he gets close to other women...(umm hello do you enjoy self inflicted agony?)
Ladies, I am going to have to agree with fellow blogger Marily Jacob in her post
http://marilyjacob.wordpress.com/2010/12/04/making-the-move/
and Mark Driscoll as he speaks the truth. If a man does not choose you at first then you are going to spend the rest of your life convincing him to choose you and pick you and love you. You are absolutely worth loving and if he can't figure that out then you need to say goodbye. We are not meredith grey's (no matter how much we love her twisted soul, or how good looking MCDREAMY is).
That is ALL
Regina
Dear Female Compadres:
A few months back when traveling home via plane I had to make a stop in the Houston Hobby Airport and waited approximately 20 minutes. I decided to grab a quick bite to eat and wait near my gate. Of course while sitting in an airport filled with other flyers and customers and people trying to get places you are bound to people watch and overhear bits of conversations. I happen to be privy to one such conversation which happened to be by a women who was sitting directly behind me to a best friend on her phone. It went something like this "I mean I just don't get it, like I came down here to tell him if he had any doubts about this wedding with her (she who will not be named), he should not go through with the wedding, I just find it so hard to believe that I would have such strong feelings about something and for him to feel nothing at all, Why does he keep saying (she) has my heart rather then saying i love (she)." I couldn't help but feel a sense of pity. She was obviously trying to get this man back and he obviously had picked someone else. I wanted to tell her it wasn't worth it, to move on, to find someone that was worth her time, SINCE her friends were only allowing her to continue on these ill advised pursuits. I, of course, thought better of it, but the scenario really stuck with me.
I never really understood the concept of shows like the bachelor. How can these women stand here and allow themselves to fall in love with a guy who is obviously deciding between a myriad of girls who all say they love him and watch as he gets close to other women...(umm hello do you enjoy self inflicted agony?)
Ladies, I am going to have to agree with fellow blogger Marily Jacob in her post
http://marilyjacob.wordpress.com/2010/12/04/making-the-move/
and Mark Driscoll as he speaks the truth. If a man does not choose you at first then you are going to spend the rest of your life convincing him to choose you and pick you and love you. You are absolutely worth loving and if he can't figure that out then you need to say goodbye. We are not meredith grey's (no matter how much we love her twisted soul, or how good looking MCDREAMY is).
That is ALL
Regina
Friday, February 11, 2011
WHO AM I?
My name is Regina Roy.
I am a 22 year old student who is also someone that likes to blog. It all started years ago when I first got a XANGA account. Although I was not always steadfast in my documentation I was in love with sharing my thoughts. I decided 2 and 1/2 years ago to grow up and step into the world of blogging and made myself a blog titled Wordless Thoughts. Some may wonder what the title means-well it's in direct opposition to the concept of thoughtless words. Words mean something and when people don't put thought into what is said they de-value the meaning.
This blog started as an outlet to express my feelings especially when I was going through a rough time, it was almost a personal diary documenting my concerns. When I began I wanted to remain anonymous and wrote under the guise pseudoname131. I did this for several reasons. Mostly because I didn't want a stereotype associated with my blog and I wanted all those who read to be able to relate to it. Over time my blog grew from a personal diary documenting feelings to a story and picture-book which depicted a view, my view. I have recently after 2.5 years decided that I am ready to let you in on who pseuodname 131 really is. The person behind the blog.
I consider myself an oxymoron of sorts, I love opposites. I am a child of God, daughter, big sister and best friend to many people. My roles change depending on who you are.
When I was 12 years old I gave my life to Jesus Christ. I am not a perfect christian, only someone looking to grow in her faith and in her relationship with her heavenly father.
This blog will discuss my personal thoughts on Life, Love, Christianity (my walk with christ), Family, Music and daily happenings (just whats been going on).
Thank you for all who read this regularly, y'all have been an encouragement. Stay Tuned as we continue on this blogging adventure.
HAPPY THINKING
Regina
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