Oh my. MY oh my. I can't believe I haven't posted something in a year! That just proves how diligent I am about my school work.... no really. Grad school is hard :( I just finished my first year and have had some time to recover so I thought I would blog about it.
Well okay there is no way I can squeeze all of that into ONE post... Maybe that time will just have to be a blank space. You can make up some crazy scenario... like perhaps I was secretly at trapeze school. Learning the ropes, no pun intended.
But lets begin this relationship anew. Today. This will be my first post of the new year.
Hum...
SO to get back in the swing of things... Lets do a recap. It's noon. I've already done the following: I showered (this is a big deal), ate some delicious Indian, went to the park, went to the farmers market and now I'm going to do some yoga.
Oh well if I have your ear for a second I guess I will tell you about the farmers market... which is in the park. I know I tricked you with that whole park and farmers market. Makes me feel like I've accomplished more than I have...
But back to the highlight of my day- As I loaded my goodies into my car a man walked by me. A mountain man, actually. Not to say he was a hobo. But the man clearly had hiked a trail or two. He was wearing nylon shorts, those strange hiking sandals, a wind breaker and carrying a collapsible chair. No doubt to place upon a summit and gaze for hours at a canyon or... a double rainbow. Need I say more? Back to this story: I was loading my goodies into my car when he walked by me. He held out his hand, palm out in a modified wave and said "GOOD MORNING, MS MARYLAND!" Now he wasn't yelling so much as his voice resonated deeply into all living being around him. The trees felt his greeting and trembled their little leaves hello. Even I felt a beam of sunshine had slipped between the clouds and landed on my face.
This small act of friendliness definitely perked up what had been a dreary day. Now I'm off to secure some canning jars. I'm making rhubarb and strawberry jam (two items I picked up at the fm).
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Monday, October 12, 2009
Shoe Story
K Mitch is starting a blog!
She wanted "Walking in a Single Girl's Shoes," I asked her the influences and she wanted something with shoes and complications. Because she lives such a tumultuous life and loves shoes. That silly girl. I suggested "The Complications of a Single Shoe" but she had already started the other one. I actually think "The Adventures of a Single Shoe" would be a cute name for a little photo story involving a shoe lost around the world looking for its match. Which it would eventually find. and then somebody could wear them.
She wanted "Walking in a Single Girl's Shoes," I asked her the influences and she wanted something with shoes and complications. Because she lives such a tumultuous life and loves shoes. That silly girl. I suggested "The Complications of a Single Shoe" but she had already started the other one. I actually think "The Adventures of a Single Shoe" would be a cute name for a little photo story involving a shoe lost around the world looking for its match. Which it would eventually find. and then somebody could wear them.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Arachnophobia 2.0
Fear, ignorance, and hatred take so many forms in these modern days. I’m afraid racism still has a grip on our society and even those close you. I, however, am not ashamed of my “anger.” I call it bravery. A call to arms, for self preservation and for posterity.
They say the wolf spider is not at all harmful to humans. But I know better. Several people told me my actions were shameful and disgusting. I believe not. The wolf spider is a particularly fearsome creature found in almost every continent. A menace to every society. They’re huge, with leg spans of about three inches and bodies the size of quarters; they put the arachnoids living (very short lives) in my shower to shame. Thusly, when I discovered one climbing down my arm while driving I immediately screamed like a little girl, swerved, and grazed a lamppost. Now I’m not proud of my initial reaction. I know that I should not pre-judge this creature before I knew it intentions. But there is something about its furry brown body, beady little eyes, and venomous fangs that I knew was not right. I do not want this behemoth living in my car, in my driveway, on my street or in my neighbor hood!
I bring about my main contention for this evening; THEY MUST BE STOPPED. This vile creature was living in my car, for god knows how long. Siphoning off my hard earned material goods. Luckily, I knew how to handle myself with this parasite. After jumping out of my car and brushing myself down, I locked all the doors and entered the nearest store in search of bug spray. Now they didn’t have any specific spider spray (yet again society has become too tolerant of their kind) but I remembered I had some body bug spray for hiking in my car. This seemed like the most logical choice, any Raid or similar product would probably make my car carcinogenic for a few hours. Off would at least keep the spider away from me. As I fished the bottle from under my seat the brute scuttled out and away from me. I opened the door opposite and it quickly exited. I’m glad he knew who’s the boss. But I didn’t stop there. I ran around to the other side and stomped until his furry body was nothing more then a smudge on the asphalt.
A few days later I noticed a spider web beginning to develop on my passengers side mirror. I promptly took my car to the wash. This was a different spider for wolf spiders don’t spin webs.
My brush with this blight on society was a light one. Nobody was seriously injured and justice was found for the victims. BUT WE MUST KEEP EVERYONE SAFE. That’s why I’m proposing an anti-arachnoids bill. It prohibits spiders from entering within 100 feet of a school, house or commercial space. They may enter barns, farms, and wild life preserves on the premise that they might help control poachers by scaring them off. They must register with a service and check in with their supervisors. This is such a small act of magnanimity for our government that it seems almost ridiculous that they would with hold-out on this legislation. Let us all email our congressperson, our representatives, our governors, and mayors for help in this matter.
They say the wolf spider is not at all harmful to humans. But I know better. Several people told me my actions were shameful and disgusting. I believe not. The wolf spider is a particularly fearsome creature found in almost every continent. A menace to every society. They’re huge, with leg spans of about three inches and bodies the size of quarters; they put the arachnoids living (very short lives) in my shower to shame. Thusly, when I discovered one climbing down my arm while driving I immediately screamed like a little girl, swerved, and grazed a lamppost. Now I’m not proud of my initial reaction. I know that I should not pre-judge this creature before I knew it intentions. But there is something about its furry brown body, beady little eyes, and venomous fangs that I knew was not right. I do not want this behemoth living in my car, in my driveway, on my street or in my neighbor hood!
I bring about my main contention for this evening; THEY MUST BE STOPPED. This vile creature was living in my car, for god knows how long. Siphoning off my hard earned material goods. Luckily, I knew how to handle myself with this parasite. After jumping out of my car and brushing myself down, I locked all the doors and entered the nearest store in search of bug spray. Now they didn’t have any specific spider spray (yet again society has become too tolerant of their kind) but I remembered I had some body bug spray for hiking in my car. This seemed like the most logical choice, any Raid or similar product would probably make my car carcinogenic for a few hours. Off would at least keep the spider away from me. As I fished the bottle from under my seat the brute scuttled out and away from me. I opened the door opposite and it quickly exited. I’m glad he knew who’s the boss. But I didn’t stop there. I ran around to the other side and stomped until his furry body was nothing more then a smudge on the asphalt.
A few days later I noticed a spider web beginning to develop on my passengers side mirror. I promptly took my car to the wash. This was a different spider for wolf spiders don’t spin webs.
My brush with this blight on society was a light one. Nobody was seriously injured and justice was found for the victims. BUT WE MUST KEEP EVERYONE SAFE. That’s why I’m proposing an anti-arachnoids bill. It prohibits spiders from entering within 100 feet of a school, house or commercial space. They may enter barns, farms, and wild life preserves on the premise that they might help control poachers by scaring them off. They must register with a service and check in with their supervisors. This is such a small act of magnanimity for our government that it seems almost ridiculous that they would with hold-out on this legislation. Let us all email our congressperson, our representatives, our governors, and mayors for help in this matter.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
8 Months
So I had forgotten about this old thing until one of my old room mates from college sent me a link to his blog. Blogger has changed a bit since I last used it. There is that gadget for followers (I sadly have one right now, thanks Jon).
Future post topics (in no specific order): summer events, end of school (yikes!), maybe picture posting, The Killers concert I went to yesterday, cheese (Leonora to be exact)Obama's approval rating, silly Europeans, ellipsis, and maybe turkey bacon. Maybe. I can't promise I will touch on any of these items but maybe a little mention.
Future post topics (in no specific order): summer events, end of school (yikes!), maybe picture posting, The Killers concert I went to yesterday, cheese (Leonora to be exact)Obama's approval rating, silly Europeans, ellipsis, and maybe turkey bacon. Maybe. I can't promise I will touch on any of these items but maybe a little mention.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Holiday Blog
So a few things I'd like to mention.
I went to the National Gallery of Art the Sunday before Christmas and it was the most bizarre yet wonderful experience ever. We went to see the Venetian paintings but there was a small orchestra playing in the main dome. The acoustics of the space echoed the thundering melodies of Mozart and Beethoven down the main corridors to the atriums. It was true awing to see Titian's Doge Gritti with dramatic soundtracking.
more to come later...
I went to the National Gallery of Art the Sunday before Christmas and it was the most bizarre yet wonderful experience ever. We went to see the Venetian paintings but there was a small orchestra playing in the main dome. The acoustics of the space echoed the thundering melodies of Mozart and Beethoven down the main corridors to the atriums. It was true awing to see Titian's Doge Gritti with dramatic soundtracking.
more to come later...
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
brrrrr...
So the heat in my house isn't working. Right now I'm attempting to do something to get me to that stage of sleepiness where cold doesn't matter. I would study, but my brain cannot absorb any more. Seriously. I haven't put down THAT book in the past 10 days and I feel like I still don't know anything. The test is Friday and I probably won't learn any more. Every time I take a practice test I do worse and worse. I think (hope) it's because I am getting nerves-y about it. Grrrr... Well at least I have been glass blowing. Actually, I've gone down to the studios for the past three weekends. Kinda awesome. Maybe if I don't get into grad school I can become a gaffer...
Maybe I'll post some pictures for you guys. Actually, I have one ready on my desktop. It's not of me, instead it's of one of my instructors, but I can pretend I'm some middle-aged guy who is a master of the art of glass and can make anything out of it.
Check out the pattern in the glass, kinda like fishnets. Very cool, and hard to do. And look at the size of that. That is basically the preliminary size, what you get after the 2nd gather and shaping. That means that is solid glass. You can blow that up to about 4 or 5 times the size it is now. That requires a ton of technical ability.
Okay and now it's time to sleep. The plus side about being so cold is that it freezes all the bugs. No mosquitoes to zip around my ears as I try to sleep.
Maybe I'll post some pictures for you guys. Actually, I have one ready on my desktop. It's not of me, instead it's of one of my instructors, but I can pretend I'm some middle-aged guy who is a master of the art of glass and can make anything out of it.
Check out the pattern in the glass, kinda like fishnets. Very cool, and hard to do. And look at the size of that. That is basically the preliminary size, what you get after the 2nd gather and shaping. That means that is solid glass. You can blow that up to about 4 or 5 times the size it is now. That requires a ton of technical ability.Okay and now it's time to sleep. The plus side about being so cold is that it freezes all the bugs. No mosquitoes to zip around my ears as I try to sleep.
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