from work to yoga : a journey in snapshots

failure to communicate

Did you ever play that game where you and a friend sank beneath the surface of the pool and yelled incoherent messages back and forth? The words muffled by the density of water and the bubbles that your lungs pushed out with the sound. You strained to understand the secret message and then revealed your muddled interpretation above the surface. Giggle. Repeat. That was my day except not funny.

last week in links

Yes, I was bored and have access to photoshop. Last week I found a new blog Shutter Sisters. I think I am going to participate. I have joined the flickr group but have yet to post anything. I also found these carved crayons, this cool photo book "As Far As I Could Get", and a series of posters created by a graphic designer named Becky Redman called Fucking Recycle. I may have found all or most of these things at It's Nice That, a blog that seems to have more things to look at then you could ever possibly look at so go look at some. I have also joined a mobile swap over at elsie marley I am dreaming of things hanging from strings, can't wait to start making mine, can't wait to see what I get!

no better dog

Just wanted the world to know, there is no better dog than this here dog. That's right, he is the best dog in the world :: SONIC.

dirty thirty

Wednesday was Leslie's 30th! Everyone went out for Japanese. Leslie's first taste of sashimi, my first time for Hibachi-style eating and warm sake. I ended up with rice in my hair. I think I can do without my food prep being entertainment. It was a fun night, Happy Birthday Les, and thanks for having the decency of turning dirty thirty before me.

recap of a grey week

Everyday of this week was cold and grey and yuck, but I got to wear my silly second-hand store hat. This is me on my daily walk up the hill to work. I refused to buy a $75 parking permit and now park off campus and walk, which was less fun this week. On the upside I did let myself spend that money on books on wanted on my amazon wish list.
Went for deliveries with Chas, what a nice day to be out and about.
A bit of metaphorical sunshine. This is the brand new carpet in my very own office. No more roomies. I moved in shortly after taking this picture.

fungus amungus

I rolled over a rotting log and this fell off. A bright orange gelatinous ball of what? I am enthralled with all the different mushroom and lichens and odd little lifeforms I can find growing in the woods. They are a surprise in form and texture and color.

real food

Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants.

- Michael Pollan, In Defense of Food

this week in links

I have been trying to find a clever way to share the things I am looking at online on my blog. When I try to integrate them into my posts it just seems forced, and if I just add them at the end they just seem too lonely. I've decided I will just save them up and post them once a week. So here goes the first post...

This week I found the blog Crap Detector! It is a blog for graphic design students at Mississippi State University. It has great posts and loads of cool links to check out. It made me long to be a student again. I also found Rob Ryan's blog and consumed the contents of Jen Corace's blog think think, stare stare. I found The Whale Hunt. It is an experiment in storytelling through photography, pretty awesome. From the same guy who made wefeelfine.org, also awesome. Here are a few other blogs that I check out pretty much all the time: wish jar, Design*Sponge, Camilla Engman's blog, ProcessRecess, and Cool Hunting. I spent a lot of time looking at meomi cloud house which is insanely cute! Hope you find something new. Til next week...maybe.

cloverfield

Good movie, even Steve liked it.

That's some catch, that Catch-22

What a lousy earth! He wondered how many people were destitute that same night even in his own prosperous country, how many homes were shanties, how many husbands were drunk and wives socked, and how many children were bullied, abused or abandoned. How many families hungered for food they could not buy? How many hearts were broken? How many suicides would take place that same night, how many people would go insane? How many cockroaches and landlords would triumph? How many winners were losers, successes failures, rich men poor men? How many wise guys were stupid? How many happy endings were unhappy endings? How many honest men were liars, brave men cowards, loyal men traitors, how many sainted men were corrupt, how many people in positions of trust had sold their souls to blackguards for petty cash, how many had never had souls? How many straight-and-narrow paths were crooked paths? How many of the best families were worst families and how many good people were bad people? When you added them all up and then subtracted, you might be left with only the children, and perhaps with Albert Einstein and an old violinist or sculptor somewhere.

- Joseph Heller, Catch-22

LUV :: STEVE

Here is my favorite person, doesn't he look sexy in his hat.

fiesta

Last Saturday we celebrated my birthday.

Jill and I rode our bikes from her place in town to my house.

Then there was friends, family, and food.

There was even a juggling clown.

My tradition: apple pie instead of cake.

woolf wolfe wolf woof?

Went to the used book store today and got five books for two dollars, when I looked down at my purchases I realized I got two books by Virginia Woolf, two books by Tom Wolfe, and one book by Hermann Hesse, Stepppenwolf. Wolves on the brain maybe? Odd.

manhunt

Just spent the last 45 minutes sitting in my car. When I get to the front, no wreck, just officers with flashlights. "Lost someone?" I ask. "No mam, just someone is running away from us we have officers and TDCJ dogs all along the right side of the highway, so drive carefully." Just one of the perks of living in Prison City I guess. The thing that always gets me is, why run? They always catch them, or they turn up dead. You never hear of the prisoner who escaped and then lived happily ever after. So should I attribute it to optimism of stupidity? My guess is the latter.MANHUNT UPDATE: Not prisoners, copper wire thieves. They were trying to steal the phone line that ran under the bridge. When the police showed up they ran, and got away. Maybe there is a happily ever after for the bad guys after all.

better than andes

Sometimes I find this on my pillow, better than a chocolate.

and it was a very happy birthday

cupcakes from Stuart, email wishes, singing on my voice mail, flowers
lunch and ice cream with Chazzer, pressies, yoga, and grilled cheeses :: HELLO 29.

glass and wire

My wire and glass experiment: to trap wire drawings between two pieces of fused glass. First a test to see which types of wire can hold up to the heat of the kiln. Results pending.

meat pies

Went to see Sweeny Todd yesterday. I liked it.

300 walks?

I started my 300 walks project. I'm going to walk the same path behind our house at least 300 times this year and post a picture I took that day for everyday I walk. Today was walk number three, only 297 more to go. I thought it would be a good way to record time, play with my camera, play with Dreamweaver, and get a little exercise for me and the pups all at the same time. This is me on the trail today with my all-time favorite shoes, they are my Keen hiking boots I got last year for Christmas. They are comfy and keep my feet dry no matter what muck I decide to slosh through. Sometimes I wear them to work, even though it looks a little silly.

100 books?

I am trying to read 100 books in 2008, maybe the actually challenge is just to read more, use it as an escape instead of the tele or the too many hours of web surfing because I don't want to sacrifice enjoying the books for reading a certain quantity. I am also trying to read more books from this list of 1001 books you must read before you die. I don't think it really matters what I have read once I am dead, but it's a good way to introduce myself to new authors. I am listing my finished books on my blog so I can keep track of my progress. Right now I am in the middle of Gulliver's Travels.

last day of the year

Spent the last day of 2007 mucking around at the state park. The lake was drained for dam maintenance so we could walk around the lake bed picking up freshwater clams and chunking them into the deeper water.

goodbye. hello!

Said goodbye to 2007, friends, fireworks, and cheap champagne in coffee cups.
Said hello to 2008, brunch, unfinished crossword puzzles, and black-eyed peas.