Thanks Jim & Jamie Dutcher for permission to use photo of Lakota.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Sherrilyn Kenyon, "The League" Book Series and Video



New York Times #1 Bestselling author, Sherrilyn Kenyon, has done it once again.   In “a world where corrupt assassination politics dominate everything,” Born of Ice takes you on the third part of The League trilogy, due to fill bookshelves in bookstores everywhere beginning December 1st.  If you’re lucky, you might be able to nab yourself an autographed copy.  Check out her website to find her schedule of upcoming book signing events.

Born of Ice steps into a paranormal futuristic arena where good meets evil and where the two intersect, a grey zone and questions about morality coexist.  Devyn Wade, our hero, faithfully supported The League until he learned about the innocent loss of blood and life. Now, he will stop at nothing to ensure that those in need of medicine, food, and other supplies necessary for survival, get these essentials. He is an evangelist, a Robin Hood of the ages going to great lengths to provide for the weak, the starving, and the poor and to right the ways of structure and politics.  

System Engineer, Alix Garran, a woman on the run from her past has joined Devyn's mission, giving her own life new meaning.  The two must learn to fight together or fail as the past races to catch up and rivals ensue with deadly vengeance.   


Copyright © 2009 Alyssa Polacsek, Lakota Films, LLC & Natural Child Blog

Friday, November 13, 2009

Garden of Meaning (part 1)


As a young man he would watch his mother work in the garden, carefully pulling flowers and herbs for medicinal purposes and general wellbeing or, to create gift baskets for special occasions or for no other reason than to simply express the way she felt toward another.  He learned from an early age the meanings and symbolism of some flowers stemming back to the Victorian era, a tradition his mother passed unto him for what she hoped would be generations to come.  Her mother taught her.  Her mother’s mother taught her children and so on back through time.  A rose, depending upon the color, suggests several meanings; yellow for friendship, white for purity, red for passionate love.  Having danced from age three, his sister Jasmine grew into her name, grace and elegance.  His own name, Stephan, short for Stephanotis was the source of what his mother believed him to be, good luck.  Now, as he watched her lying in her bed keeping time until her final hour, she maintained her dignity and pride as it was written on her birth certificate.  To friends she was simply Maggie G.  To anyone stopping to read her epitaph she would be remembered as Magnolia Ginger Rose.  “What’s in a name?” said Shakespeare.  “Everything,” said Stephanotis.

It is never too late to send flowers and express yourself with purpose.  If you are interested in creating an arrangement similar to those of Magnolia Ginger Rose 1800Flowers gift baskets can assist you.  With holidays fast approaching try giving something from the garden of meaning.  

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Garden of Meaning (part 2)


There was a meadow in the distance or perhaps it was a field... full of wild growing flowers, daffodils, daisies, violets and forget-me-nots. Stephanotis and Jasmine would not forget, they would never forget as they tossed their mothers ashes into the air and watched as Magnolia Ginger Rose (dignity, pride, love) drifted down like a fresh morning rain to greet the day and enrich the soil.  They laughed and cried then rose up their arms to embrace the sunlight in their hearts and danced!

A mother’s love can be indelible ink to a child no matter what the child's age.  It may not be Mother's Day but, in these tough economic times 1800flowers is there to offer a 1800Flowers coupon so you can remember your mother anytime of year.   Give mom something special from the Garden of Meaning.

Copyright © 2009 Alyssa Polacsek & Latté News
photo by wildliferanger.com

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

It’s All Relative



It’s All Relative - A “who’s on first, what’s on second” slice-of-life dramedy about life, death, and love after seventy.  Written by Alyssa Polacsek

Please join us on
Sunday, November 8th from 4 – 6pm  for a fundraising event to help complete post-production & submit to film festivals.




Friday, October 30, 2009

A Flower For All Seasons

Walking along a trodden down path, wildflowers blooming as bees abuzz with nectar, one can transcend to another world of sorts.  Bending from the waist to smell the fragrance of this splendor, dreaming of escape from calamity and tasks awaiting my attendance (chores, work, bills), a handsome man (my boyfriend) approaches from behind baring a small token of his affection… a few carefully plucked daisies mixed with some buttercups and one dandelion (this makes me smile).   It wasn’t my birthday.  It wasn’t our anniversary.  It was an ordinary summer day.  This gesture, so simple, so full of pleasure, reminds me one does not have to wait for a special occasion to send flowers to someone you care about.  Here it is, nearing the end of October, flowers have tucked themselves away, leaves are strewn about, and we walk along a similar path when the urge strikes to give some flowers.  I make do with a little bouquet of chosen leaves baring shades of red, orange, and yellow and bare witness to the immediate effects this act has as a smile broadens across his face.    

Copyright © 2009 Alyssa Polacsek & Latté News

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Pay It Forward Carl Sgro Style

True story. As a kid, my grandfather had a boat. He would take us (us being my entire family - brother, sister, mother, father, cousins, aunt, uncle, grandmother, and the dog) out on his boat to enjoy a day of fishing. His mastery and command of his vessel led me to believe he was the founder of the ocean and all things hidden beneath its surface.

On one particular day, as my papa doled out the fishing poles to us kids, he turned to me and stated he had “run out” [of fishing poles]. The look of disappointment on my face must have registered and Papa said, "All that's left are shark poles. You can use one of them instead." Now, I'm not sure which was more obvious, my disappointment or the sudden onslaught of fear I attempted to hide as I feigned enthusiasm. What would happen if I caught a shark? Surely, I'd be pulled overboard and eaten alive. All I wanted was to catch a sunfish, but, now I'd have to reel in a shark? Well, at the end of the day I caught nothing. Zero. Nada. I was greatly relieved although, I claimed to be upset by the fact I hadn’t caught a shark. My papa put his arm around my shoulder, winked and said, "Maybe next time."

This image of a grandfather taking his grandchildren fishing is nothing out of the ordinary. But, a man by the name of Carl Sgro has taken something ordinary and made it into something extraordinary. Carl Sgro, a tournament-quality bass fisherman who studies fish habits and behavior, who has fished in inlets and lakes from Maine to Florida, has founded a wonderful program in his local community, “Take A Kid Fishing.” Perhaps this is the result of not only his enthusiasm and appreciation for the sport but, a childhood memory of fishing with someone special. Perhaps this memory was so profound, the desire to give a similar experience to kids today sparked its growth? Regardless of where the motive stemmed, similar programs have popped up all over the world. While I cannot make the claim Carl Sgro made this happen, I imagine him to be somewhat influential. Is there an experience from your childhood you can pass on to your children or community? If so, pay it forward… Carl Sgro-style!

Copyright © 2009 Alyssa Polacsek & Latté News

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Bull or Bull Shark?



“Don't let your fingers dangle in the water.  And, don't you worry 'bout the Day-Glo orange life preserver.  It won't save you.  It won't save you.  Swim for the shore just as fast as you are able.  Swim.”  Further along, “It's murder out there, murder out there.  Sharks patrol these waters." Morphine.
While these lyrics are a metaphor, they swim through my head as I compose the following short funny story... although, not entirely;  More like, "food for thought."


One day I tell my stepsister about my fear of water.  There are several reasons behind said fear but I'll reserve those worries for another time. Anyway, I tell her about the Bull Shark... a fast moving, carnivorous shark, oftentimes mistaken for the Great White, with the ability to swim in as little as two feet of either salt or fresh water.  She doesn't believe me, goes home and looks up this information only to discover its accuracy and truth.  This resulted in her newfound fear of water, which (by the way) was not my intention.  So, here she is visiting on a separate occasion when I launch into another story about something or other (I forget what) but she stops me.  She does not want to hear it, whatever it is, for fear she’ll abandon doing something else she once enjoyed as the result of whatever it is I have to say.  The funny thing is... I think it had to do with online dating or something.  Well, I guess that is pretty frightening when you think about it.  Sure, you know someone who met someone online and now their married.  Well, before we all place faith in “that system” let’s see how long their marriage lasts, shall we?  Anyway, I digress…


Allow me to introduce the BULL SHARK (Carcharhinus leucas).  This shark is perhaps the deadliest when it comes to shark attacks… reason being, they can swim in such shallow waters thereby putting swimmers, divers, and surfers at greater risk than other “man-eaters,” such as the Great White, Tiger and Hammerhead.  It is not that the Bull sets out to target and kill a human.  In fact, the Bull’s eyesight is better than ours and their sense of smell can detect a drop of blood a quarter-of-a-mile away.   It is confusion that is accountable.  The Bull shark, aptly named for their blunt snout, habitually warns their prey with a head-butt before attacking and normally feeds upon other fish, sharks, dolphins, stingrays, pretty much anything in its path that is edible.  Unfortunately for humans, sometime we get in their way and an arm or leg is mistaken as a fish. 


Another reason humans are at greater risk for attack by a Bull Shark over any other shark is their adaptability to fresh water.  Their blood is able to release its salt concentration by up to 50% providing them the ability to swim in rivers, estuaries, and lakes.  How do they get there?  Perhaps when a flood occurs breaching barricades, a shark enters and misses its chance to leave before the waters recede.  Most sharks would certainly die but, in the case of the Bull (and River Shark – a true fresh water shark), it could actually maintain and multiply upon reaching sexual maturation, occurring between 8 - 10 years old (assuming another of the opposite sex is patrolling the same waters), thereby creating schools or pairs of sharks in the strangest of places… like for instance, Lake Michigan.  Bulls have been found as far as 1200 miles up the Mississippi River, the Amazon, along the shores of New Jersey, Massachusetts and elsewhere around the world.  These creatures have the sustainability to survive (unless man destroys them first).  Fortunately for them, they are not at high risk as of yet, although studies do show a decrease in numbers and more than likely there will continue to be a decline for years to come.  But for now, they’re safe.  Question is, are you?  

Copyright ©  2009 Alyssa Polacsek, Lakota Films, LLC & Natural Child Blog