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...

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.

Obama

This is probably the most talked about blog topic of the day, week, month, or year (maybe?). So I will only leave you with one simple thought. YAY!
I heard shrieks of happiness from peoples houses across the pond, I saw people streaking around the pond, and I felt my own yells of happiness as I jumped around like frog from a pond. Yes, it was a good night.

So as election day looms I have really only one thought which occupies my time.
Why all the free stuff?
Why are several businesses bribing people to vote? With food, no less! Maybe they should come to the voting stations and set up venues there. This could possibly be an excellent idea, it would be like a little party. At the school I usually go to vote we have community potlucks etc. Voting could be a community event. I wouldn't really trust all of these people and the food the bring, but if businesses wanted to set up I would probably try to vote twice. This is would create far better turn out then most polling places have had in years.

GOOD MORNING!
So I just found out that Victoria's Secret will print your school on their pink collection, but they have to be nominated and voted for. I just voted for mine, and its at the 450 range. That is just sad. But it made me think, would I really want their over priced products? Generally I stay away from their stuff because it's redic expensive for sweat pants, but generally school stuff is around the same price. For some reason I have no problem buying that. Plus the VS stuff would probably be infinitely cuter.

bogging scholarships?

Sasquatch....

AHH august...summer is never complete without a Sasquatch sighting.
Yes that’s right, I saw sasqutch, big foot. Whatever you want to call him. Right in my own back yard. Well not my own back yard, but a few miles away. Let me start at the beginning…
So almost everyday I take a run, or walk with my mother along the c and o canal, here in DC, go north a few miles an you hit the belt way. This particular day I was with my mother, so we went for a quick jaunt. She was not feeling well so we stopped at a lock and had a breather before turning around. This was within range of the beltway, but not yet passing it. We decided that it would be for the better good if we turned around and as we were walking away, we hear some thrashing in the woods. Because at this particular point the distance between canal and river is pretty wide there are hiking paths, and often wild things like deer and squirrels, I thought nothing of it. taking a quick glance I saw it was none other then SASQUATCH!!! Okay, it was a naked man. Still, it was not pretty, overweight, hairy and pale.
I discounted that he was some weird sicko flasher or homeless man because as soon as he saw us he realized he would be seen, and thus turned away. Lucky for me I only saw his side. I know he was not homeless because he was wearing tennis shoes (still on the crisper side of white), socks, and ray bands. A homeless guy would probably be wearing the entirety of his material possessions, and would not have clean socks. Actually, he looked like Gene Hackmen. He was probably some nudist hiking through the woods there, not realizing that he was heading towards the towpath.
Of course I did the only thing a person could do at that moment, I kept walking and thought "Gee, I wish I had my camera." Who doesn't like a little extortion money?
My questions for him are these; why? Why would you want to traipse around the woods naked?
No really, why? You could get ticks, or worse, in very bad places. You could get shot by the secret service if you ran into the beltway at the wrong time.
You didn't think you would be seen? Really? This is DC, it's very hard not to be seen. Aren't there place you can go and be naked, like a summer camp...for old naked people?

I Scream!

So this summer I have been experimenting with ice cream. I made some frozen yogurt, which got this weird grainy texture with ice crystals. Compensated my making some macerated peaches in a lovely juice reduction, it almost made up for it. I went peach picking with my friend at this little pick your own produce farm about 15 mins outside the city. I spent all my money on peaches and couldn't afford the blackberries.
I think I'll go back tomorrow and get some of those blackberries. They would make an excellent ice cream. But only after I get a new ice cream maker, maybe an old school crank one. That way I can control the texture and extra cooling agents, like ice, to the bucket to help cool extra cold. Ice cold, baby.

Well, this is my post for the month, see you in August.

Long time no see....

So I started this blog because I always have little thoughts running through my head and wanted a place to put them, so that I wouldn't go crazy. Well, that hasn't seemed to have worked. I have posted twice in a month. I think I put too much hope in this blog. I wanted to make it more news related and topical, then about my random thoughts. The problem with that is I really don't have that many strong opinions in regards to news. News in news. Its an update on events, obviously when events happen there are feelings about them, like Obama becoming democratic nominee pissed me off, but I don't think anyone (i.e. me) would benefit from a rant about how this sucks.

Thus my random steam of consciousness for the day... Lifetime network.

I watched it for the first time today, I was surfing the channels ( a novel idea for you young folks) and came across a movie about this lady who was involved with the mob. She was cute, bossed people around, and made a boat load of money. Thus, I thought I might enjoy it. 

Boy was I wrong, OF COURSE. It turned into a "How I gained control of my life, you can too!" story. Which sucked. Majorly. If anything I felt a little dirty, my once pure movie mind, full of darkness and cynicism from years of indie movie viewing was suddenly brightened with the cheesey lights of Lifetime. I felt like a vampire shackled in the sunlight, no place to hide, flesh burning etc etc...

That reminds me, was Christian Bale in Interview of a Vampire? For some reason I have this vivid image of him playing a vampire in some movie from long ago.

To remedy this state of unclean I found my mother and made her have dinner with me, then watch Hoax with Richard Gere, which I actually liked. I don't know if it was advertised as a small-release indie movie or a box office drama, because I was out of the country for so long, but it immediately closed the shutters on my little world, ensconcing me with "culture."

Sucks. Ahh...three is an even number : )

So this is my first post in this blog, I tried those tumblr blogs, but I like the blogger format better. There are more features here that I enjoy.

Ahh the first post. Maybe the most important post because it sets the tone for the rest of the entries, in essence, the rest of the blog.

Starting with the most basic question.

What is up with blogs? Why are they becoming so popular. Is it like some weird type of therapy. People venting online means that there is a lot of anger out there, flying through cyber space. Random people may get caught in the cross fire. Making more angry people who vent online. And instead of seeing their therapists (like they should) they stay online causing thousands of honest hard earning doctors to go out of business. Forcing them to hit the streets doling out uncertified advise to best offer.

Future topics? children who look and act like adults. Usually actors.