The Rhi-Post – Edition 1

Welcome to the first edition of  The Rhi-Post! This will be a collection of editorials from my friends, who I have come to know very well and are from a wide and varied background. I hope that you will enjoy a peek into their lives as I do and I am excited to share their thoughts, editorials and expertise.
If you have questions for our contribitors please send to therhipost@gmail.com and follow me @Rhian73.

Please be free to follow on twitter and/or facebook, or other social media if our authors shared their links. Thank you for being a part of The Rhi-Post!

-Rhian


In this Issue:

Tales from My Shame-Ber : Why I like the Twilight Saga
by Lushrain

This will be a  recurring column highlighting the items in my Shame-ber. If you are not familiar with a Shame-ber* it is a room with no windows in which you can enjoy your deepest darkest guiltiest pleasures.   Each time I will let you learn about the things I love that I shouldn’t love but are oh-so-awesome.

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About bitheadturnedtrader
by bitheadturnedtrader

I’m an Information Technology (I.T.) Director for the Canadian division of an international business process outsourcing company. Essentially I’m responsible for everything technical in Canada – networks, desktops, servers, software, and programming – to support the day-to-day operations and future growth of the business. I’m the interface between business and technology.
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Lament for the Loss of my Big, Fat Camera
by Shaughnessy

Like a favourite traveling buddy, my 38 – 105 mm Samsung zoom camera accompanied me on treks across North America, China, Hong Kong, Spain and Ireland. It, or its earlier versions, were always at hand for generations of family events, occasions and just for nothing moments. It documented my nature walks, adventures and trips to find beauty in unexpected places.

Read More…

 

Heartagrams
by  Andrea Costanzo aka @TheJunkenstiein

In troubled times, when black waves of depression are hidden behing every corner, daily, one needs to keep his emotions alive. And my personal and addictive emotion inducing drug is music. Its the direct language of the heart and soul, translating the bursts of adrenaline, tears, passion and laughter that made the grey routine less desperate into a sound that can move with you and wrap you in its comforting blanket of vibes.

Read More…

 

Handmade Revolution
by Kataish

Hi. My name is Kata, I’m 28 and I’m a craft addict. Ever since I was a small child, I’ve been obsessed with making things and “crafting”. It all started with drawing and taking art classes, and through the years turned into sculpting, pottery, beading, doll-making, crocheting, and then knitting. Currently my main hobby/obsession is knitting.

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Photography by Uncast


Rebel Without A Pause
by BrotherDarkness AKA Butch Rosser

s1c3: You Can Lead A Club To Culture, AND You Can Make Them Think (A Costanza’s Goodbye)
Dear Planet Earth,
If you’re reading this, I hope somebody has had the decency to cut me down from the ceiling fan this note was placed under.  It should be noted per previous discourse that everyone get their crying out at the wake and that Christine has her choice of who to sleep with at the afterparty.

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Tales from My Shame-Ber: Why I like the Twilight Saga

by Lushrain

This will be a  recurring column highlighting the items in my Shame-ber. If you are not familiar with a Shame-ber* it is a room with no windows in which you can enjoy your deepest darkest guiltiest pleasures.   Each time I will let you learn about the things I love that I shouldn’t love but are oh-so-awesome.

So for my first Item I bring to you the Twilight Saga:

I first heard about Twilight from my sister-in-law. She being a teen at that time had read the books and had just gotten the latest and final book in the series, Breaking Dawn. I looked at its shiny black cover with a red ribbon across the front of it and I was intrigued. I am a girl that is attracted to shiny things. I made a mental note to read the books at some point.

Cut to a year or two later and now the Twilight phenomena is in full force. The first movie is out and on DVD already and the second is slated to come out shortly. I finally decided to read what all of this was about. I caved and bought Twilight the first in the series. I was prepared for it to be bad. I wanted it to be bad.

Then I realized that as my soul died a bit when I picked up that first book and I when through the stages of grief:

Denial: I was only going to appreciate Twilight series ironically and never seriously. I hated the first book. It was a teen romance sprinkled with vampires for conflict. It had everything a teen girl would love: a boy that loves you so much he doesn’t sleep, eat, or do anything without you. Oh and he sparkles.
I watched the first movie and it was worse than the book. The main actors play sad and conflicted as constipated/almost crying.

Anger:   I hated that I wanted to watch all of the movies and really wanted to read the books.  Why was these stupid vampires bringing me in and making me want to secretly host a Twilight party?

Bargaining: I was just reading the books and watching the movies to see how it played out. I would never be one of those people who really liked it. I would never be apart of a team.
I will only watch the movies if they happened to be on my TV. I would only read the books once and nothing more. I wouldn’t look up anything Twilight related on the interwebs.

Depression: Why do I want to see Eclipse the weekend it opens. Dear god what is wrong with me? Why am I dragging my husband (who has to be fair read all of the books) to see this movie. I am just going to sit here and wallow in the Twilight airing on Showtime.

Acceptance: Fuck it. I like it and i am going to squee like a girl when it is on. I think I can free up room in my Shame-ber to add the series. I never wanted to be an ironic hipster anyways.

So there I am. I haven’t finished Breaking Dawn (but plan to shortly) I am counting down the days till it comes out in the theaters. I own two soundtracks and desperately want the one for Eclipse. I want the movies on DVD so I don’t have to wait for them to be on Showtime. I have a Twilight problem and I don’t need anyone to cure me. I like my vampires and I am okay if sometimes they sparkle.

*The word Shame-ber was coined by Luke Burbank of the Too Beautiful to Live Podcast

bitheadturnedtrader

by Bitheadturnedtrader

I’m an Information Technology (I.T.) Director for the Canadian division of an international business process outsourcing company. Essentially I’m responsible for everything technical in Canada – networks, desktops, servers, software, and programming – to support the day-to-day operations and future growth of the business. I’m the interface between business and technology.

Over the past 17 years, my main interest outside of family & I.T. has been Personal Finance. It began very modestly with the purchase of our first home, paying bills, reading books like The Millionaire Next Door, reading the business section of the newspaper, establishing a relationship with a Financial Planner, and investing in mutual funds. Through subscriptions to financial periodicals, and doing my own research and analysis, I began investing in individual Canadian and U.S. stocks. And, after some initial assistance from a Tax Accountant, I began doing our personal and business tax returns each year.

In January 2010, I came to the realization that working for an employer in the I.T. field was getting in the way of my true passion – trading the market. My passion for, and interest in Trading and the market eclipses anything that I’ve ever felt about I.T. So, after discussing my aspirations with my wife, I began one of the most comprehensive, complicated, and exciting research assignments that I’ve ever had the pleasure of undertaking … answering the question, “What would it take to become a successful Professional Trader?”

Fast-forward 11 months to November 2010 – I had spent countless hours (and some sleepless nights) learning all that I could about Trading and the markets. I was extremely fortunate to find a career Trader who offered to be my mentor – to help guide me towards realizing my dream. Soon thereafter, I enrolled in a year-long professional Trading course that will give me the skills and confidence I need to make the jump from I.T. bithead (geek) to professional Trader. I now interact daily (and sometimes hourly) with my mentor and with my course instructor. I’m committed to making this happen.

You can follow me on my journey via my blog and Twitter, and can contact me directly via e-mail.

Blog: http://bitheadturneddaytrader.wordpress.com

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/mr_bithead

E-Mail: bitheadturnedtrader@gmail.com

When Rhian approached me about contributing to The Rhi-Post, I immediately thought about all of the people that I’ve met over the years that have absolutely no idea about money or investing. Most admit to having invested without understanding where their hard-earned money was going. Some can’t balance a cheque book, and others pay way too much in bank and ATM fees.

Now, before we proceed, I’d like to state for the record that I’m not certified to give financial investment advice. I won’t be publishing stock picks, or specific investment recommendations. My intention here is to help answer your questions about money, and to point you in the right direction.

Please send your questions – in as much detail as possible – to therhipost@gmail.com, and I’ll try my best to answer them in a future edition of The Rhi-Post.

To get the ball rolling, and to give you a flavor for the kinds of questions I foresee answering, I thought I’d pose and answer the first question…

Q: I want to invest in stock of XYZ company, but I have no idea how to do that. Where do I start?

A: In order to buy and sell stocks, you need to open a “Brokerage” or “Trading” Account. The bank that you deal with likely has a brokerage division, or they partner with a 3rd-party brokerage firm that offers Brokerage or Trading Accounts.

Just like a standard Chequing or Savings Account, there are choices to be made about individual or joint ownership of your Brokerage Account. And typically there are Standard (unregistered) and Retirement (registered RRSP or IRA) versions of a Brokerage Account. Standard vs. Retirement will affect how deposits and withdrawals into/out of the account are treated on your tax return, whether or not profits are taxable, and often Retirement accounts have some limitations on the types of investments you can purchase (but that’s unlikely to apply to a beginner).

A standard Chequing Account can contain only 1 thing: Cash. But a Brokerage Account can contain many different things at the same time: Cash, Stocks, ETF’s, Bonds, Mutual Funds, Options, CD’s, REITS, etc. If you don’t know what all of those things are, that’s OK – you don’t need to. For simplicity, you can think of a Brokerage Account like the “junk drawer” in your house; you could have a few dollar bills in there, some coins, but you could also have scissors, elastic bands, and stamps floating around.

When you open a Brokerage or Trading Account, you’ll probably start by transferring cash from your chequing or savings account into it. This is usually accomplished with a cheque or by electronic fund transfer. Once you have cash in your Brokerage Account, you can buy stock of XYZ company.

At the end of the month, your Brokerage Account Statement will list “how much of each thing” you have inside your junk drawer… I mean, account… and provide you with a total.

There are Discount and Full Service brokerage firms, which affect how much you pay to buy & sell stocks, bonds, etc… but that’s another topic for discussion in a future edition of The Rhi-Post…

Heartagrams

by Andrea Costanzo aka @TheJunkenstiein

In troubled times, when black waves of depression are hidden behing every corner, daily, one needs to keep his emotions alive. And my personal and addictive emotion inducing drug is music. Its the direct language of the heart and soul, translating the bursts of adrenaline, tears, passion and laughter that made the grey routine less desperate into a sound that can move with you and wrap you in its comforting blanket of vibes.

I’ve been clinging to strongly emotional music lately, trying to keep my heart beating, even if it hurts, so it wouldn’t dry up and stop feeling.

The delicate piano driven pop of Bridget and The Squares is a sweet starter. It feels like the city lullabies of Fiona Apple but coated with a bittersweet dose of gentle despair. The female vocals sing about loved ones hurting, broken hearts and the beauty of having people who surround you when you’re breaking into tiny pieces, to hold you together like glue. Its stuff that hits close to home for me, and it sounds even more powerful through the melodies of the band. Gentle but intense like a warm burning flame.

To keep the soul edgy, singer/songwriters always work, so theres place for the Shreve brothers Randall and Benjamin. Different style but they both represent well what i love about the magic power of one man expressing his bare soul through notes. Randall goes theatrical and operatic in his “The Entertainer”. He reminds me of the “torch singers” like Nina Simone in the past or Rufus Wainwright and Anthony and The Johnsons today. He bares his soul and creates little pieces of emotion that create choreographies in your head making you dance inside your heart, even if you can’t. And Benjamin, while approaching emotion differently, hits in a similar way, with guitar riffs and rock attitude. His songs are thick and sweaty but they have a pulsating core of love in them. They make you feel like a rockstar but with storms inside.

And to close the day, wind down and get ready for the sexiness of the night, theres the velvety trip hop of Suz. A sexy diva from Italy that drops her warm melodies of the dark on sounds that recall the hottest moments of Tricky, Portishead and early Massive Attack. The bass massages your ear like a warm pair of gentle but expert hands. And her singing is wet kisses for your inner lover. Musical foreplay. We’re all lovers, baby.

Lament for the Loss of my Big, Fat Camera

by Shaughnessy

Like a favourite traveling buddy, my 38 – 105 mm Samsung zoom camera accompanied me on treks across North America, China, Hong Kong, Spain and Ireland. It, or its earlier versions, were always at hand for generations of family events, occasions and just for nothing moments. It documented my nature walks, adventures and trips to find beauty in unexpected places.

The pleasure was enhanced by removing the film and taking the little white canisters to my favourite photo shop and then counting the days until they were developed. Best yet was picking up the envelopes of memories and waiting the additional tantalizing minutes until I was home to open and enjoy the captured images. To hold the photos in my hands and, eventually, to add them to the photo albums and adding full captions to further tell the story of the world around me and the people in it.

Ah, but then I dropped this loyal, second-pair-of-eyes friend and it broke. Sad I was but thought I would just take it to the camera doctor and it would be fixed with no problem. Alas, it could not be fixed, “We don’t see many of these old ones anymore,” said the unhelpful man. “Old?” I thought, “Heck, it’s not old. I only bought it, what…thirteen years ago? It’s practically new!”

Resigned, I went to the camera shop to purchase a new one just like it. I was shocked and disbelieving to be told, “Oh, we don’t sell film cameras anymore. I don’t think they have been made for years.”

“What??? Tell me it ain’t so!”

“We have some good buys on digitals now…”

Digitals? I can’t see through the viewfinder and when I click a shot the whole camera goes down and shakes. Gosh no, I can’t use a digital camera! I can’t frame a shot, adjust the zoom or hold onto this little, light thing that can never become my friend! I am mortified. Then another terrible thought as I look around the shop. “Uh, does this mean that you no longer sell albums?” “We have a few,” he says, “but the big thing now is…” My eyes glaze over and a loud sound like breaking waves permeates my ears.

Hesitantly, I ask, “Do you still sell film?” “Yes,” he responds, “but only with processing included – $16.37 a roll.”

I realize I am the last person in the world to not adapt to digital or phone cameras. There is probably a word to describe me. Dinosaur comes to mind.

But I have lost a trusted companion and, with it, a favourite pastime and hobby.

Since everyone else in the world has moved happily to digital, I wonder if one of these discarded relics in excellent working condition is sitting forgotten in someone’s sock drawer. I still hold out hope that I will find one to purchase and two relics will unite in photographic bliss!

Handmade Revolution

by Kataish

Hi. My name is Kata, I’m 28 and I’m a craft addict. Ever since I was a small child, I’ve been obsessed with making things and “crafting”. It all started with drawing and taking art classes, and through the years turned into sculpting, pottery, beading, doll-making, crocheting, and then knitting. Currently my main hobby/obsession is knitting.

When I was about 7, my Oma tried to teach me how to knit and crochet. That young, I didn’t quite have the dexterity and mental capacity to understand how the needles (or hooks) and yarn worked together, but when I was re-introduced one slow and boring night shift at my call-centre job, a co-worker convinced me to try again. It clicked, I “got” it, and that was it. There was all of my free time and money. Now, six years later, even my husband has developed an interest in knitting and crafting, he knits the most beautiful and amazing socks that I’ve ever seen. We often go out and knit in public (at Starbucks or other coffee shops), and people are constantly coming up to us and commenting about how they remember their mother/grandmother/aunt/etc. constantly knitting and making everything they could. Where has that part of society gone?

Families used to pass down heirloom crafted items, and the art and knowledge of crafts. Now everyone seems to want to take the easy way out, buying everything and never putting any effort or thought into gifts. In my household, the majority of gifts are handmade – knit, drawn, or baked. I don’t have a large family that I exchange gifts with on a regular basis, but my immediate family have all told my husband and I that they love to receive gifts from us because they are handmade. My step-father loves socks, my mother loves gloves and decorations, my brother and sister-in-law both love hand-knit socks, even my niece and nephew do too! It brings me a lot of pleasure to create something special – knitting love into every stitch – that can be enjoyed by the recipient for years to come.

People often ask me how much particular items cost to make. How much is a skein of yarn that I can knit a pair of socks from? Approximately $10-$30 depending on the type of yarns you like. Yes, it costs WAY more than a pair of socks you can buy in a big box store, and yes, it takes hours and hours of knitting to create a beautiful pair of socks, but they will last longer, they’re more interesting, and I manage to entertain myself for hours in the process of knitting the pair of socks.

I can’t imagine my life without hobbies, and so many people “these days” just want to take the easy road out. What does everyone do with their free time if they don’t have hobbies? That’s what I don’t understand. If you’re reading this and don’t currently have a crafting hobby, why not try something you’ve been interested in? I promise you that crafting is worth the effort, it brings us back to our roots of taking care of our own, and you’ll feel more productive in your free time!

Mushroom Pillows from Stone Brewery.

by Uncast