Connected and Committed

Progress Update

OK, on to other things. Went to a exhibit this weekend of Dale Chihuly's glass work and painting - an explosion in color, it was - which he graciously allowed the public to photograph to our color-fiended heart's content.

Oh.my.god. do I love this stuff.

Little Man was composing this weekend.

resistance bumpers

Here's my quintet of resistance bumpers, a physical reminder I came up with for myself to keep me from splattering myself all over emotional brick walls. They can hang from a rearview mirror, or sit on your desk. I love putting the colors of the beads together. They are malleable, and will jiggle to distract you from said splattering. Would you like one?

Walk the Line

Ever on the lookout for examples of authenticity, I reveled in this description from Mr. Sun's blog about Johnny Cash:

The Sun audition must have been a crossroads. He plays a traditional gospel tune, and Sam Phillips waves him off mid-warble, asking if he has anything of his own as a final favor before throwing him out on the streets of Memphis. J.R. Cash begins to play a halting, unpolished version of his "Folsom Prison Blues." The band just watches at first, then they make eye contact ... and follow his lead. That's when I fell apart. That's the moment J.R. Cash decided to be Johnny Cash, and those two mechanics who couldn't hardly play decided to be the Tennessee Two.

Call it synchronicity, call it what you will, Johnny stepped up to the plate and claimed the juncture of inexorable desire and humble surrender for his own. Might just have to see this, and as a first-run rather than wait for the the library dvd purchase.

oh dear god

I don't shop much , especially at this time of year - my phobia of long checkout lines prevents me from hanging out anywhere in November and December - so I was unprepared for this sight when I stepped into a local discount retailer for an out-of-character trip. Oh, dear. god. A plastic bubble spewing styrofoam in a life-sized snowglobe. It made me want to jiggle it and turn it upside down, permanently.

Another sight to behold today was five older women on the street decked out in various purple and red garments, lugging packages on the way back to their cars after an apparent club meeting. They were smiling, enjoying the effects of their camraderie  for days to come, I'm sure. I almost asked them if I could take their picutre, but I thought better of my request. They probably would have assented, but they were due their private moments too.

Embracing this I-will-wear-purple mentality at their age is wonderful. However, I hope that in another 20 years, there will be more women on the street of all ages with smiles on their faces because they are doing with their lives what they prefer to be doing, not because a commercial effort gives them permission.

It's on its way, that holiday where you will be tempted to gorge yourself and then hang around with people for more time than is mentally healthy.

More progress

 

eenie, meenie, miney, moe

If you were faced with the prospect of three "Ladies Room" doors,

which would you choose?

Cement markers

Forget about memes like revealing the contents of your medicine cabinet, or typing your name into Google - what dates can you find from cement markers on sidewalks in your area that are older than 1989? Hmmmmm?

New merchandising technique

Is that cool or what?! Sizes easily discernable without having to dig in dark places - it's right there!! What marketing genius thought this up?!

Um.....I don't think so

The Heat is On

Progress....as long as there is Mountain Dew available, I think these boys will be happy.

Whammy II

On the back it's going to say something like, "Nothing is missing - keep reaching for what feels good, and it all falls into place."

Elements, Schmelements

I love technology, I really do. Except when I'm learning something new, and my need to "know something now, forget the instructions" takes over and I get a little testy, shall we say.

I'm learning PhotoShop Elements - PhotoShop Lite, I've heard it referred to - oh. my. god. how insane would the full version drive me? Anyway, ol' Velda there was scanned into my beautiful  new scanner as three seperate pieces, which the software knew how to stitch together, and then I used a magnetic lasso to take away the ugly grey background from some of the image. Yeah, that's what I said. But it worked, finally, and I can say that I will probably doing more image manipulation - stay tuned.

Ol' Velda will be getting a work out on my site. Big plans for that gal....

Here's one real quick item:

It's true.