Hey there! Brian Dys here — I’m a visual and visceral person at heart. Ever since my mom lent me her old film camera, I fell in love with photography. All of my creative musings were exemplified by my second brain, the computer. This journey is a topsy-turvy ride of creative pursuits — from electronic music to UX design.
I enjoy every dull and wild moments of it — yes, this life of mine that I share with a woman named Jaycelle and a boy named Bryce. Take a peek into my kaleidoscope!
I heard it the first time when my friend from Malate, Ida, gave me a mix CD with 14 tracks. This particular song captivated me in a gloomy manner – just as Diana Krall’s Midnight Sun did. But the problem was that I didn’t know the title since she didn’t bother listing the track info.
Years have passed – and I am talking CD burning here, not MP3s in flashdrives – Android phones came into being and SoundHound found its place into my phone. I tried to scratch this long time itch and was I lucky to find the singer and composer.
Violet Don’t Be Blue is a song by Herbie Mann and sang by Cissy Houston (Whitney’s mom).
Don’t let this song bring you down now:
What’s That She’s Singing?
I’ve reached the depths of Google search results for “Violet Don’t Be Blue lyrics” – page 6 to be exact – and still failed to find the lyrics of this song. I even used different search engines like Bing and Yahoo! to no avail.
So I transcribed the song lyrics myself (I’m unsure of several lines, though).
A summer sun kissed a flower And warmed an hour in May On her young face His smile dried the dew
Oh, but the time was coming near When spring would light another year Hear the cold wind blowing Violet don’t be blue
A wishing star closed his eyes When Violet dreamed of love When her hopes like her petals All were new
But now her tears had turned to snow Her heart’s a place icicles grow Hear the night wind blowin’, singin’ Violet don’t be blue
The reason I wrote a thing or two about this song is because I’m experimenting on animated icons – wherein as the song goes, the icons animate the lyrics.
What does hair on your head mean to you? Definitely, hair (facial or wherever) – its meaning varies from culture to culture. I would not try to explore deeply the Filipino culture but my own (and maybe yours, my good reader).
This is the first hair on my head out of my mother’s womb:
Nobody could say, “I styled that hair” but nature itself. Until we’re one. Hair begins to grow into our eyes and onto our food. So mom and grandma morph into instant beauticians and take the bowl out of the kitchen to stencil our unadulterated hair to works of art.
What do you remember about your first hairstyle/cut?
Working from home? Start your day by taking a bath and dressing up. Briefs, pants, and a nice comfy shirt. And don’t forget to wear your bracelet or watch or anything you wear when going out that door.
This will definitely boost up your productivity and you will feel bad you dressed up for nothing (if you only slacked around).
Nagtatrabaho mula sa bahay? Simulan ang araw mo sa pamamagitan ng paglibo at pagbihis. Jaki, pantalon, at isang matino’t komportableng damit. At huwag kalimutan magsuot ng purselas o relos o kahit anong sinusuot mo kapag lumalabas ka sa pinto na ‘yan.
Ito ay magpapa-turbo ng pagiging masipag mo at sasama ang pakiramdam mo kung nagbihis ka lang para sa wala (kung hihilata ka lang).
Good day, I would like to be informed of the objectivity behind the qualifications of being eligible in the GainShare program.
It is apparent that some of my colleagues have the same standing as I in terms of attendance and typing skills yet I wonder why I’m disqualified. I do not wish for them to be in the same situation; I only wish for fairness in our workplace.
This, admittedly, has been affecting my professional outlook and I would like it to be resolved in the soonest since I love working with the D team.
The sadness is creeping and scratching me insane. It feels that I am being treated unfairly. I was not evaluated nor commended when I handled everything by myself, when I extended hours and hours without pay, when I did everything to cover all work and the works of all imaginary EAs (which we have now) and beyond. Now that everything is in a not-so-outstanding condition, that’s when you notice me and appear to favor others.
Please bear with me in these personal expressions. Since we do not have an HR department to air my grievances to, I wrote this letter. Please know that you’ve been a source of inspiration to me in regards to my professional career.
Hoping to speak with you regarding these matters,
A disgruntled employee ready to explode anytime like a hot magma volcano.
A parody letter written for Jaycelle in a time of trouble.