The elections can't be over quick enough for me. Although you all know who I want to be our next president, today I would take anyone ... just to have it all over with and have our lives back to normal. No more Sarah and her wardrobe. No more analysis on NPR. No more talk of hate-groups of home grown terrorism and threats against Obama. Just getting back to normal stories of the day, doomed economy, future depression, Iraq war ... sounds pretty darn good about now.
I need what little time off I do have back! No matter how I say I am leaving on time today, something comes up and I end up working extra hours. On top of that, caught a little cold so have been going home, hour of quiet time and straight to bed.
The only shooting I have been doing is: on-the-go ... camera at the wheel. Caught the sun setting on the way home night before last. I had a dream last night that I was driving somewhere and ran out of gas ... nice metaphor.
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I love cable's dvr service. I haven't really used it to it's full potential but I have been recording Anthony Bourdain. Since I really don't watch reality TV, except for Project Runway (when I am awake to see it) ... it is nice to know there is something I have recorded that is entertaining before I go to bed.
He has a blog and his crew has a blog. And I am now following him on Twitter. Hey, Tony ... when is the new season coming out?
I was reading an old Glamour magazine on the free table at work this morning in the toilet and an article about scent popped out at me. Tuberose, orange blossoms, jasmine, honeysuckle, oh my!
If we weren't about to plummet into the second great depression, I might spend $300 no Henri Bendel'sTuberose Perfume, what I have read, it would be worth it! Or the Orange Flower perfume... sounds magical ... but out-of-stock.
Tara and I skipped over to Port Townsend after work yesterday for ArtFiberFest vendor night. Always a great trip because I get to see friends. Liz was there. Look at this wonderful pillow of hers. Matt saw it and said he really liked it (something more like, this is really cool) ... which I repled ... great, because I thought it would look good with the grey, red and black in your room. And it did! Thank you, Liz! More of her luscious goodness here.
When we were in high school and driving miles and miles to go to the movies, a rodeo, roping or anywhere far away from Breckenridge, we would listen to suspense radio. A dark road in the middle of nowhere made the story on the radio more exciting ... even if the radio program was 40+ years old. ;) David buys old-time suspense radio programming shows for me to listen to all the time. I also have the "Best of Bob Hope", which I gobbled up in my tape deck in about a week. So this is so much fun to think about getting more of Best of Suspense, Old Time Radio. Is there anything better? I don't think so.
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My friend Michael has been blogging since 2004 ... and didn't mention it. "West Coast, Gemini, omnivorous bipedal carbon-based life form (high-melanin model), reporter, editor, Web producer, essayist, novelist, critic, blogger, heckler, fan, force, green fuse, flower, 21st century male of the species "
I spent most of the morning reading Stepanie's blog after finding this story about her tragic accident in which she and her husband were left in critical condition and the blogging world begin to host auctions to help their medical cost. Mind-numbingly sad and inspiring at the same time.
I was updating my Classmate profile last night, adding a few photos because I am letting my membership lapse. I hardly ever check it or even visit the profile unless they send me an update email. I joined for 3 months. I don't think it is so user-friendly but it is fun to look at classmates names and try to remember their faces. Which brought me around to digging up my yearbooks last night.
I paged through a couple of them mainly focusing on the beautiful faces of girls. Even in the black and white dorky school photos they look luminous, happy, confident. Perfect hair and toothy smiles. They look like they have act together, knew themselves, happy. I was the complete opposite ... uncomfortable in my own skin and surroundings. Did I compensate by being bitchy? Generally, I don't think I was very nice back then, not that I can remember any one act of unkindness. I had a hand full of very close and loyal friends, whom I am still very close. I didn't really have a "boyfriend" although I was blessed to have lots of good male friends. I wonder, I was I not interested in dating them or did I instinctively know they were never ask me out so penciled "boyfriend" of my agenda. I also think seeing M have with his girlfriend at 17 makes me start to think about what age I had a boyfriend. I did have a huge crush on one person for a very long time, more of a long-distance relationship. Even in high school I had unattainable relationship problems, featuring "distance" as the big hurdle. ;)
I felt like such an outsider in all of the high schools I attended. I look awkward in my photos. My hair just as "undone" as it is today. I am comforted to remember that I never had a "hair style" even back then. Why are school memories so painful even when I can't recall details. I feel unsure that I was authentic. But the real question is, do the "beautiful", popular girls have the same feelings about "back then"?
Why am I wasting my Saturday trying to remember this stuff?
Yeah, that's what I am talking about! Don't make everything so freakin' complicated out there in digital-TV/computerland! Keep us, the purchasing public, in mind when you are writing those instructions.
I finally finished painting the window frames in the basement, mom's wall, 2 studio walls. Moved everything back in place ... as it looked like a bomb went off in the basement. Installed mini-blinds (again). Worked on that most of the weekend and I am so thankful it is all back in order. Now back to work. I sure wish the markets were closed today.
Mirror, Mirror on the wall, who is the blurriest of them all, this is after I finally worked up the nerve to look at my 401K. If you haven't yet, don't. It is a very scary thing! Self-Portrait Challenge in honor of my new hair style. (Had to join SPC again, I couldn't find my old password ;( it has been awhile).
AIG didn't get the message that they had gone into bankruptcy and were now spending bailout money for a retreat! Are they really that arrogant? This makes me really angry. They should absolutely have to pay that back.
Remember humus? #12 is wonderful, the opening movie ... stunning! A digital magazine featuring artist from around the world. Yeah, I submitted something years ago, around issue #2 but never heard back from them. Guessing I wasn't edgy enough. Heck, I might try again. ;)
We found many auction items that we had bought in the last Jazz Band get-together. One of them was a color and cut from Salon 512. I haven't had my hair cut in almost a year and thought ... there, that is something I could really use. Called. I hate to make appointments. I hate to be committed to something I must show up for at a appointed time (I am always late). I hate to spend an hour in a chair to get my hair cut. I hate the 40 minutes+ for a color. But it was soooo totally worth it tonight. Beth gave me the best cut, the best color I have ever had!
I even made an appointment in 5 weeks. Mom cried. My neighbor (who was here watching the debates) gasped. My son said "cool". This post is also for Kathy ;). My husband said "maybe you should spring for cut and color more often".
So, thank you, Beth! (If you want her email ... I have it!) You spent 3 hours of free time making me feel great, my hair looks fabulous. And I really appreciate it. I also bought many products to keep this look ;). Okay, I don't look that good in the middle photo ... but it is my "normal" look.
Why we vote, 24 Americans tellhow they make their ballot decisions. This is very interesting but I found Jeff Stonestreet's views sad and disturbing ... "I could never vote for a closet Muslim like Obama, whose middle name is Hussein. That's suspicious to me." ... WHAT? What? What? Do you think George W. should viewed a suspicious given all the under-handed deals he and Cheney have been involved in? Is this why I am feeling so frustrated and depressed?
Why you are there, also listen photojournalist Ola Torkelsson discuss why he traveled the U.S. to speak to voters.
I know I don't have to apologize to you but I do feel the need to explain that I just don't feel like myself in many months. The last two weeks I have been working 12-13 hour days. We had windows installed in the basement and of course, that has led to putting new wood on the interior of the windows, new moldings, lots of wall work, cutting down the blinds. Not to mention I am never here to clean or do anything constructive. Saturdays are really just for vegging for me ... completely. And then scrambling on Sunday to get what I need to have done for the following week.
No fun craft things to blog. Or art. Just a random photo now and then ... but nothing to call home about. Basically, I am not feeling quite like myself these days. I could be living in Mars and I wouldn't feel any more foreign to myself than I do right now. I just blog enough to feel like I am still connected to a world that I love, a creative community that I am not really a part of anymore ... but just blogging random links makes me feel better.
Not much time for reading blogs, commenting, answering email. So, although I know it is not really needed ... I am sorry for being such a "bad" blogger, commenter, e-mail corresponder. ;( I know you will understand.