Sunday, November 25, 2007
Friday, November 23, 2007
I sat here at my computer catching up on blogs last night and noticed that my new mail button was popping up pretty frequently. I clicked to check the new mail and to my horror almost all of them were ads. As I sat there looking at my inbox, a few more popped in withing seconds of each other. I sat there watching mesmerized like rubbernecking at car accident. It was like a drive by shooting with an AK47. They just continued to pour in. Helpless I started deleting, but the more I deleted the more they seemed to fill up my already overflowing mailbox. There was no escape or retreating. I shuddered thinking about my junk e-mail address I use for signing stupid stuff up looked like.
Monday, November 19, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
The acoustic guitar. Like drums or the human voice, this instrument is so common in Western popular music, it's easy to take for granted. Until you hear what it can do in the hands of an artist like Yoav. Charmed And Strange, the debut album from the London-based singer-songwriter, incorporates myriad sounds: woozy vapor trails; clipped, modern club beats; Middle Eastern flourishes; flashes of quiet introspection reminiscent of Nick Drake; eerie outcries a la Jeff Buckley. All crafted by Yoav, using only his voice, an acoustic guitar, simple effects and treatments… and a lot of imagination.
Yoav opened for Tori Amos tonight in Melbourne, Fl at the King Center, I'm in love. He is a one man act and played barefoot. He has a sexy mixed accent.. Awesome range
Tori rocked as usual and once again, I was at the same concert as her parents. She gave a shout out to her mom and sang an impromptu "pass the chicken" ditty.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Friday, November 09, 2007
I love this picture, not only does she look real, the white socks clinches it for me. The temperature has been dropping here and our floor if freezing cold. Lately I have been getting up in the middle of the night to put socks on, and when Honey gets home, he never fails me to say "You had your granny socks on".
In Honey's eyes, white panties, white socks and white bras = Granny Panties. It could be a white g-string and he would ask me why I have Granny Panties on.
Luckily, I wear mostly black and or colorful undergarments.
Brian Walker 2007, Plastic Fantastic
Contemporary Photography, Australia
" Brian Walker manipulates illustrations, photography and a dosage of surprise which provoke a reaction. He uses photographs as templates, which obtain a new, surreal meaning after intervention" Javno
"In a time where the line between hyper-realities and those of our own is becoming finer, the Sydney artist's work speaks a relative language. The digital artist is inspired by surreal landscapes, the evolution of fashion and changing popular culture " Cool Hunter
Thursday, November 08, 2007
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
From EJ Takes Life
Responding to my noting that it didn't seem very nice to be talking about another family member behind her back: "But sweetie, that's why people have backs."
From Rockstar Mommy
As if I have nothing better to do than to drive an hour round trip to ooh and ahh over a rug. A rug that I can already guess is uglier than the bastard lovechild of Sandra Bernhardt and Ron Jeremy
To be honest, I don't like having my bubble burst. I'd like to hang on to the fantasy that living wild is actually possible.
From Carolynne Bites
I love you too, but I'm going to mace you in the face now.
Once I tried to jump some rail road tracks with my car . Apparently, I'm not a stunt driver and I got my car stuck on the tracks instead (the road was under construction, there was a ledge...). As I was walking to a phone, I heard the ding, ding, ding of the train warning, lights, gate, horns, breaks, LOUD metal smashing. That poor conductor. The people I worked with had a field day.
NaBloPoMo Day 6
Monday, November 05, 2007
Really, I was going to blog about how I got the second Holiday Barbie Collector Magazine in the mail today. Okay, that's a lie too. ( I did get the catalog, but I wasn't going to blog about it)
Have you ever told a white lie about something silly and then wonder why you fibbed? It's not like it's hurting anything one way or another. It just seems easier to say yes. No explanation needed when you say yes. But if you say no, you better have a reason. I don't get it. So yeah I told a white lie. I told my mom my Dr's appt was this week not next week. So now you know, I lied.
NaBloPoMo Day 5
Dolls of the World™ ~ Spain Barbie® 2008
Sunday, November 04, 2007
NaBloPoMo Day 4
Saturday, November 03, 2007
Friday, November 02, 2007
Thursday, November 01, 2007
It's NaBloPoMo . I thought I would start out my first post with a post about having your journal read. Before blogging , it was almost taboo to read someone's journal, now we throw it out there and EXPECT people to read it. And comment on it. So I just wanted to kick start my blogging and post this tidbit for you to think about. I expect I will update more than once today