... got to hang with the love birds, kara and bill, tonight down at curragh's .... one of the highlights definitely was when kara asked me how "strip" and "pudel" were doing.... hahahahaha..... okay, for those of you who don't know my two phat cats - their names are "pip" and "strudel"..... thanks for the laugh, kara... i'm still chuckling....
30.7.04
7:56
how can i set my alarm for 6:15am and not wake up until 7:56?? talk about record timing when you realize you are supposd to be at work in 4 min.... argh!!!
29.7.04
it takes a tck to know one...
.... "mused" away today as i talked with my friend lydia about the idiosyncrasies (is that a word??) of tck's - especially the unique ability to emotionally shut down when it comes to 'goodbyes.' it almost makes me feel normal when i talk to another tck - glad to know that i'm not alone in distancing myself from a situation in order to avoid loss... go figure... things, people, places we often want to hang on to, that we have come to appreciate and love, seem easy to let go... but isn't it all just a facade? it doesn't really ease the hurt, but it sure has become easy to "pretend" that we are immune from it all... yeah, it definitely takes a tck to know one... sometimes it can be pretty lonely to feel that way - until you meet someone who "knows exactly what it's all about..." thank you, lord, for my fellow tcks!!
28.7.04
25.7.04
deliver yourself...
If you have been snared with the words of your mouth,
Have been caught with the words of your mouth,
Do this then, my son, and deliver yourself;
Since you have come into the hand of your neighbor,
Go, humble yourself, and importune your neighbor.
Give no sleep to your eyes,
Nor slumber to your eyelids;
Deliver yourself like a gazelle from the hunter's hand
And like a bird from the hand of the fowler.
Proverbs 6:2-5
Have been caught with the words of your mouth,
Do this then, my son, and deliver yourself;
Since you have come into the hand of your neighbor,
Go, humble yourself, and importune your neighbor.
Give no sleep to your eyes,
Nor slumber to your eyelids;
Deliver yourself like a gazelle from the hunter's hand
And like a bird from the hand of the fowler.
Proverbs 6:2-5
a-squared...
i spent the day at the ann arbor art fair.... what a mass of people... almost reminded me of walking down the streets of harajuku or shibuya. you just kind of "shuffle" along... forget taking normal steps... this artfair started out over 30+ years ago and has grown into 5-6 different artshows all during the same weekend, all within the same area... it's virtually impossible to see all 6 shows in one day....
came across a photographer with stunning photographs of primarily people (and some landscapes) from mongolia, tibet, yemen, and a few african countries... the colors and richness of texture were phenomenal and i went back 3 times trying to decide if i wanted to buy one. yet there was one thing that i couldn't put into words until mi madre saw them as well and verbalized it for me - the guy was making a huge profit on people who come from third world countries, who live their lives in conditions that most americans could never imagine experiencing, much less live in. i somehow doubted that the guy was sharing such profits with his "subjects"... i know, a bit critical perhaps, but really gave me something to mull over - motives, stewardship, education, exploitation... in the end i didn't buy one... although it was tempting to purchase the one with the mongolian horse and rider staring across the vast plains.... mongolia, here i come.... i promise... next year...
(oh, and he did have a great shot of the statue of david surrounded by a bunch of pointing nuns...)
came across a photographer with stunning photographs of primarily people (and some landscapes) from mongolia, tibet, yemen, and a few african countries... the colors and richness of texture were phenomenal and i went back 3 times trying to decide if i wanted to buy one. yet there was one thing that i couldn't put into words until mi madre saw them as well and verbalized it for me - the guy was making a huge profit on people who come from third world countries, who live their lives in conditions that most americans could never imagine experiencing, much less live in. i somehow doubted that the guy was sharing such profits with his "subjects"... i know, a bit critical perhaps, but really gave me something to mull over - motives, stewardship, education, exploitation... in the end i didn't buy one... although it was tempting to purchase the one with the mongolian horse and rider staring across the vast plains.... mongolia, here i come.... i promise... next year...
(oh, and he did have a great shot of the statue of david surrounded by a bunch of pointing nuns...)
23.7.04
all good things must start somewhere....
never thought i would get started into something like this... but seeing that i logged on to check out reiko's blog (and i have all the time in the world as work drags along on a friday afternoon), i decided to give it a shot.... hey, it killed another 13.25 minutes trying to figure it all out... alas, here is the first attempts at chicken scratch.... speaking of chickens... i would really like a duck!
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