I suddenly love hood ornaments and want to find as many as I can.
Tony at the science fair. He didn’t win a blue ribbon.
I can’t get enough of playing with my camera.
EDGY, WHOLESOME
I suddenly love hood ornaments and want to find as many as I can.
Tony at the science fair. He didn’t win a blue ribbon.
I can’t get enough of playing with my camera.
If I was into ringtones, which I’m not, because I really think a phone should just, you know, ring, then I would so get this one from Project Runway. I think Joe has a crush on Tim. Heck, I have a crush on Tim.
And while we’re talking about cell phones, I had the same phone for the past 3.5 years, which in phone years is 24. It didn’t do anything except, you know, call people. The numbers were rubbed off in places. The silver coating had been worn down and you could see the hard plastic skeleton underneath because I dropped my phone probably about 924 times. The math equation looks like this: 12*3.5*N = 924 where N is the number of phone drops per month. A few times in the trash on accident and once on purpose when the ringer kept not working and I missed some important calls. And a few times in the gutter and on the ground outside the car. And twice in the toilet. And once in a puddle. At one point it kept shutting off on me at random moments, sometimes while talking to people that I didn’t want to talk to so it wasn’t that big a deal but after the time it shut off when I was talking to someone I DID like, I shoved a little piece of cardboard in next to the battery and that held it in place. Until I dropped it in the toilet that last time and the cardboard expaned and shredded.
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When I did the new blog design, I included photos from my old website format into the blog format. My plan is to at some point completely get rid of the old site. All of the photos were uploaded to my flickr account into new sets.
Here are some of the new pages:
I have yet to amass the energy to flickerize all the photos from my old photos site.
And just for fun, here is a new one of Olivia Rex. I love the smart hat and bangs.
And one of tulips.
I never would have out them together. But, why not? You might recognize Zach from Late Night with Zach on VH1 a few years ago. Or from Comedians of Comedy from Comedy Central. When I watch him, he always makes me feel like I’m getting to know new friends, we were having a lovely conversation which suddenly turned uncomfortable because the wife mentioned her husband’s nose picking and porn habit, the husband ‘jokes’ back that she spends twice the budget buying crap on TV, and I wish I could have left just four minutes earlier yet I’m compelled to stay and see what happens. He has photos on his website that crack me up.
Here is the Not About Love video. I am truly in love/awe of Fiona Apple’s creativity.
New Interview: Jon Armstong
Holy Cow. I haven’t laughed that hard in a long time. It felt great.
Blurb wrote over here about a site he’s been helping with, The Daily Mumps. Now, I don’t know if it’s because I have kids and frequently find them doing things/saying things/looking strange and find myself trying not to laugh or if it’s really as funny as I think it is, but I believe it’s genius.
Dear Internet,
I just created an Art Therapy group at Flickr. Want to join? Please say yes. I would like to see your art.
Sincerely,
leahpeah
When I was in Seattle visiting my sister Rhoda, I finally took a photo of a painting that I had left unfinished at her home, which she had worked on and finished after I left. Which is fitting, because the painting was about new growth and finishing things. If she had not finished it, it would have been a most ironic painting.
I started it before I was integrated and then I left her home in such a hurry that I didn’t have time to finish it. I couldn’t wait to get back to Southern California and my kids. Rhoda always joked about being my 8th personality. And in a way, she was right. I had seven in my head but we have always been so close and I would never have survived my life if it weren’t for her. I can never thank her enough. She always tells me how strong I am but she was the one that was strong enough for both of us for years and years.
I think she did a lovely job finishing the painting. And she proclaims to have so little creativity…..
I had a birthday. I’m now on the far side of 30 if you round up by fives which makes me practically 40 and everyone knows that means I’m almost 50 and having a midlife crisis very soon but only if I live to be 100 and if I happen to kick the bucket at age 80 then I might already be too late to have one. Crap.
I took Alex to Leavenworth, Washington for the weekend. We met my sister and her daughter up there and had an all girls weekend. We stayed in the Bridal Suite at the Enzian. The room had a jacuzzi and a mirror on the ceiling above the bed. We did all kinds of girl things the entire time and it was mui mui fun. My favorite parts: the Alpen Horn player in his lederhosen, Dave, owner of the Mozart Cafe who talked to us at length about his chef and the quality of soup and how being surprised with your meal is not a good thing, the beautiful snowy mountains, Alex, Rhoda and Elle and Rhoda’s family and Jens playing guitar. Did I mention it was beautiful? And, Alex again.