blogs are bullshit

that stuff was fifty cents at grocery outlet. takes two minutes to cook. has a kinda funny flavor, but it's ok. kinda cool.

no work has been done on this since yesterday.

a spark of fairydust

facebook has been getting exponentially cooler lately. have you noticed? somebody said something about how they got a bunch of money or something. food fight, graffiti, iread, the movie application, and on and on. more every minute it seems. i think i painted for about three hours today. it makes time go by differently. it's a great state of mind. and it feels like a good use of my time so, no guilt.

gwen stefani portrait in-progress

starting from the beginning and showing progress as i go. i'm about half-way finished, now.

the new social frontier

actually, i am writing a book, so to speak. i am doing a study, a personal investigation, if you will, of personal blogging. the blogosphere is a legitimate arena for study of human social/cultural behavior. it's all there and freely available for study, isn't it? it's all PUBLIC behavior, so i can use it as i wish.

first day of yard sale is meh

there has been mild interest in our yard sale.

we may have made close to 20 bucks.

i'm hoping that today will be planting the seeds for a great day tomorrow.

of course there is always much more to having a yard sale than just making money.

it's a cultural tradition.

there is a culture of yard "sailing"

some people just pull up and you aren't sure if they are gonna get out of the car

so they do a drive-by

some of them just want to make conversation and snoop thru your cast-offs.

that's kind of fun, tho.

a lot of people ask how much something is but they never buy it

or maybe they are going home to think about it or something.

or maybe they have to ask someone else what they think.

but it's been fun just sitting out in the front yard and having a little bit of meet & greet.

scott is selling a bunch of tools on HIS side of the yard.

MY side of the yard is girly stuff.

today was exposure day.

tomorrow will be THE day

i can feel it.

reggae dancing is cool, mon.

i guess youtube is down. whatever.

we are still getting our yardsale together.

Yellow Like Cheese by Yellowman

i don't WORK for anyone in the traditional sense. does that mean i am 'jobless'? i wake up in the morning and start my job every day. sometimes i feel like i don't want to do it, but i have to and there is no boss for me to cheat by not working if i don't work i'm the one who suffers the consequences. i just have to do twice as much later.

thank you

i got a really cool pottery owl hanging lantern. it is winking. i have trouble asking for what i want. like. it seems like i lose my logical faculties when i want something and don't know to ask for it and expect other people to just KNOW because if they PAID ANY ATTN it would be OBVS. right?

but actually, i just want everyone to know that i am not as thoughtful as i should be and i know it.

and so even when people are thoughtful to me,

honestly,

it makes me feel kinda guilty because i feel like i am not doing as much as i should.

as much as i wish that i would.

but i really just don't understand.

i don't know why i don't do the things i know i should do.

well, i mean, i can come up with all sorts of reasons.

but at least right now i am painting and i am glad for that.

do you like taj?

Stagger Lee by Taj Mahal

my birthday is basically a non-event this year. that happs a lot when you're in your thirties. but my old lady neighbor's birthday was yesterday i gave her some homemade fig bars. cuz i'm SO NICE!

this is only a sketch

here is the (very rough) sketch for the new painting i am beginning. can you guess who this will be?

have you ever noticed that there are things

about the people you know

that they do

that you notice

but they are not aware of it?

like a twitch or whatever some nervous habit?

well, then, isn't it likely that

if they do something that they are unaware of

that you also may do something of which you are unaware

but other peeps can peep?

really? ya don't say.

we went to the school and it was awkward.

it always seems all hectic and non-structure-y in her (my b.f.'s mom) classroom.

i feel like she doesn't have a 'commanding' presence

like i would imagine a teacher to have.

but i am probably wrong.

the kids love her

i heard them say so.

anyway.

she had a ton of interesting odds and ends in her classroom

and i snapped some of it

will upload later

the thrift store had a sale where you can get a bag and fill it with as many clothes as will fit and it only costs one dollar. i got some stuff. it's cool cuz i don't feel like i really have to commit to liking the item if it is going to be so cheap. even if i just mildly think it might be interesting-- shove it in the bag.

another rainy day?

my nail polish is totally chipping off now.

that didn't last long.

it was really old.

i have so much old nail polish.

nail polish is stupid because

if you are like me,

you buy it impulsively/compulsively

and use it once, maybe twice

then it sits in a collection in your bathroom cabinet.

after sophie wakes up from her nap,

i was going to walk to the thrift store

then i was supposed to take her to the school for a visit

where her grandma teaches 2nd grade

they are having a paul bunyan end of the year festival

of some sort.

think it over

today has been kind of a low energy day for me.

the weather is really grey.

actually, it is raining right now.

i listened to music to get my mood up.

which also gets me dancing, sometimes.

which is great exercise.

i just haven't felt like doing much today

and definitely haven't felt like going anywhere.

if i had no other obligations, i'd probably just zone out online all day

but that is not really an option...

which is probably for the best.

okay, i have to go make tempura shrimp for my boyfriend, now.

no reason to stop

these are the figbars i made. they are yum.

quite a bit more flavorful and yummy than the leading brand.

they are just totally different really.

shut up! that's why! ;-)

i haven't worked on my hot dog painting since the last time i posted a picture of it. mainly i just need to do the mustard. and then just some finishing touches to the background and shading. hm. i am back to being able to wear my normal size of pants, but i still need to exercise more so i can be more toned and flexible. not that it's any of your business! ;-)

This Post Contains Adult Content

somehow i came across this site

down under darlings. (NSFW)

i really don't recall at the moment how.

it has something to do with

the photography of Abby Winters. (NSFW)

anyhow, down under darlings did a post about I Feel Myself which is also a pretty cool site and I can get free membership if you sign up to it thru my link.

the reason i am advocating this site is that even tho i have never been a big fan of porn because i think it causes negative stereotyping of women and sex (not always) THIS site is all good in my eyes. i don't think there is anything exploitive about it. i like it. (take the free tour and watch the bottom middle video if you want to see what i mean)

fyi

i've been getting fasion ideas from cobrasnake party pics like cool people do.

i did not eat this

is it sad that i can request enya songs by name? but everyone loves orinoco flow and on your shore, right?

a picture for storytelling

is this my blog or your blog?

does this sound familiar at all? to me it sounds exactly like what happened to ME and MY BLOG and not what i did to anyone else.

"It often begins with mean comments on your posts. They can start off as just “not nice” and if they don’t get a response, or they do, the comments can become more aggressive. The mean blogger may actually write their mean attitude about you and your blog on their blog. Many of these mean people encourage others to feel the same way as they do, thus seeking validation for their mean spirits. And trust me, they find them. People are always willing to go along with negative energy. It often feels like negative energy attracts more negative energy faster and easier, than positive attracts positive.

Where there is negative energy in abundance, gangs form. If enough of a gang is formed, they will support each other to target your blog with more viciousness. Group meanness is even more fun because of the team spirit.

Immediately recognizing that there has been a misunderstanding, the recipient can get stressed wondering if the person realized later that they were off base, or if they ever will realize it. We worry about how to react, whether or not to respond, and what will happen if we do, or if we don’t. Recipients of negative comments and blogs worry about how far the mean folks will go to make their nasty feelings known. Mean spirited comments and bloggers take a lot of fun away from the fun spirit of blogging.

Just about every religion on this planet has a running theme of forgiveness. Forgive them, they know not what they do. Well, I think these folks know what they are doing, consciously and unconsciously, and they like it. It gives them a thrill.

He hit me. Well, he hit me first. Did not! Did, too. Well, you pushed me first. You kicked me. You looked at me. You got too close. You came into the room. Well, you were born!

Responding to a mean spirited blogger can escalate things. It can backfire. Are you willing to run the risk? For some, meanness has no end in sight. They can escalate their meanness to spewing lies across the Internet ... "

from here

it is strange to me that something can be so obvious but so many people can't see it or simply refuse to see it.

oh yeah

i've also been told that i resemble beth orton.
conceived (3:26)

food post

have you ever seen the food porn group on flickr?

"for those who can't help but take pictures of food."

In the poll i did a couple of days ago, i asked what people want to see more of on this blog.

so far 'boobies' is winning by a landslide

with 'arguments with my boyfriend' coming in a distant second.

'pics and stories about what i eat' is in third place.

SO..... without further ado, i give you some of the foods i ate yesterday.

actually, i only tasted one plum. it was okay. but they are pretty in that bowl, aren't they? those chocolate soy nuts taste kinda like stale peanut m&m's. i like them. you can't go wrong dipping things in chocolate. i actually only ate 2 bites of the pasta shells. mmmmmm. perfect with roasted garlic.

i can tell

when we go out into the world

(grocery shopping, basically)

i try to look at as many people as i can.

it is kind of distracting.

i really like to look at people, tho.

i am a people-watcher big time.

too bad airports aren't like they used to be

when you could just sit there and watch people

that was awesome. there was this one little girl we saw

the first thing i thought when i saw her was that she is like a lion.

she was probably ten?

but really big.

and she had super thick thick curly hair.

when she got mad about her brother taking something away from her

she screamed and yelled angrily as loud as she could

and none of the adults who were with her paid any mind whatsoever; nor, did the little girl seem at all self-conscious about her outburst.

which made me wonder how many families in the world are bringing up their children in the same way or worse and how really, every day that humanity doesn't destroy itself is a true miracle.

some things may never make sense

my neighbor is very unusual. i went to his house yesterday and had a beer. he is native american (related to ishi) he has a LOT of american flags all over his house, like one on each wall or maybe even more, but they are all upside down or backwards. in fact, all of the pictures on his walls are upside down.

he is also obsessed with death and quite frequently asks people if they want to die also he says that he wants to die and he says, "they left me all alone" which is true.

he does not allow white people to touch him, he says. i am not a touchy-feely type of person, but i noticed that i apparently kept reaching out to him because he would back away and say, 'don't touch me' and i'd say 'oh, sorry' and he'd say, 'don't say sorry, say 'welcome'. he has lots of rules. he said he hates me a few times, but also he said he loves me and that jesus loves me, too. also, God. you have to spin that sign on his wall when you visit his house and people have tagged it and he had me tag it and you have to write '07, he says, cuz he erases it every year? and there was this 20 yr-old guy there who, when i mentioned my birthday is coming up, asked if i was going to be 20,21? i said "yup" because i was like, "shyeah right!" and he's all, oh cuz my last girlfriend was 34, so....