This is it. See you on the other side....
This is it. See you on the other side....
So many great pics here. I can't seem to post them. That's why I'm posting shit on the ecology and the environment and inspirational stories about homeless girls who have wonderful futures.
There is a pic in here (I couldn't post it), it was under the heading of 'eerie'. A face and hands against a window. A dirty indistinct scene. A lock on the window. On the inside, or on the outside? Is the figure looking in or looking out? That's me. Wondering...am I looking in or looking out. I need to find a place to blog. This is not my gig. Not this SU place - I have to find that dark place where that figure is - hands pressed against that window. That's where the imagination lives. There is a story there. There are no stories here.
I just love this girl's attitude. While so many homeless whine to government for hand-outs, this intelligent, charismatic young woman works hard at being ... yes...'the best that she can be'. Naturally, her hard work has already been rewarded. Her family now has a home, and her story prompted Ellen de Generes to offer $50,000. toward a scholarship to the college of her choice (she is applying to Brown and Yale). I wish I'd had her guts when I was her age.
As far as her invite to the State of the Union Address - well, that's just some political BS taking a piggy-back ride on her achievement, IMO.
Sure - we're all aware of our plastic bags, plastic bottles and gigantic oil spills. Some may find it distasteful (pun intended), but global health really does begin at home. Gee. Aren't we lucky that we can bitch about all the luxuries we 'don't' have - when we have all the basic necessities for healthy living right here.
A cool site for many things. Art, environment (of course), and oddities. What more does the average quasi-affluent western individual need?
This is just one weird site. Good photography on some pretty strange stuff - although, I did find my new background in these photos.
Wonderfully imaginative creepy shots. I remember when...people had blogs on SU and would feature shots such as the ones included in this web page. They would be featured in beautifully creative ways. Large photos, bleeding into poetry, or short stories or other photos (from the same site). But now...? It's pretty grim. Oh, why, why do I keep harping on SU's proverbial stick up its arse?
Dexter fans unite! It's fake blood. But, I have to admit the opening breakfast scene is pretty hard to take. All that steak and eggs, blood oranges and coffee, too. But this blood spatter makes for some good screen-saver material.
Dexter aside, there are a lot of interesting photos/paintings/pics - not to mention the 'do it yourself'' kind.Fun stuff.
Well, it's up to you, Apple enthusiasts. Hoax or one hot product? My money's on 'one hot product'. But...I play the slots in Vegas, too.
And then, we have this...hmm...sounds like someone is being a little dishonest about their returned merchandise. Still, it has to make you wonder about how vulnerable we are as consumers. And how crafty some *expletive* can be. Inside job? A quick scam to make a few grand (or a few free Christmas pressies?).
I'm NOT accusing ANYONE of wrong doing - it's just so hard being a hard-working, hard-spending consumer.
Why do people say 'grandmother' as if by age the love of rock and roll and/or blues should have been replaced by Muzak??? Geez. To love the rock/blues guitar and to be 'good' at it requires a bit of maturity. Eddie Van Halen is no kid anymore either. 'go, go...go granny go...' - or something like that.
Of COURSE I've been watching!
Why does blood make us pull backward? For all we know, a baby was born on this clean white sheet, Maybe Jackson Pollock ran out of black paint. Maybe I spilled my tomato soup on my T-shirt at lunch.
Dexter, are you having a bad day? From your perspective, maybe you're having a good day. And this is what we don't know about our neighbours, our families and our friends.
....uh, just like I said below....only from a more enticing angle.
Losing yourself to your partner in dance, is as honest an emotion as making love. Except for the clothes and all the people watching.
This takes me back, although I'm not sure if I like it or not. I understand many people need to downsize due to the economic craziness in the real-estate market and job 'insecurity'. I lived in a similar way, when I was a young hippie girl on Long Beach (West Coast of Vancouver Island in Canada) - living in a 'community-built' A-Frame hut, on the beach, near a wooded area and it was a cute little home - small. yet functional (in the most basic sense of the word). The A-Frame was built high upon a huge fallen tree, stripped to a log, and had a loft for sleeping with a wood-burning stove. The beach was awesome - but I was young and had little responsibility but to experience my own life. I don't think I'd want to 'have' do it, if any other possibility existed, and certainly not an older age. Not to mention the task of raising/schooling children. Yikes! Still - live and let live. Those words sound hollow now - as it's no longer a 'choice' for many but a 'necessity'. ' Still, as with all things, a little imagination can go a long way. I can still hear the crash of the ocean's waves, see the clarity of the sky and smell the camp-fires dotting the beach..
Again...more beautiful ballet moves but this time to an old (forgotten?) group from 'I remember when...'
Loving this! Thanks to Abbynormal for posting it. Sounds a lot like a Leonard Cohen tune adapted by Johnny Cash (again...???). Still, this guy has a distinctive sound (despite the previous references), and it just hit, well...home...
Oh, for gawd's sake. Yes, yes. we can look, but why can't we blog? We are just one of the multitudes looking at the 'net, with no way of 'interacting' with it, as SU once endorsed. Thumbnails are not the same as the vivid pics and animated extras that stumblers once threaded into their blogs, along with their own thoughts, poetry - whatever...it was an active and participatory experience. *sigh* - I suppose there are other sites for that, or more specifically 'blogs', but I enjoyed the social interaction with respect to the peculiarly unique blogging process. Hell - go ahead - call me old-fashioned, but it wasn't THAT long ago when SU held some of the most interesting blogs on the 'net, all in one fine site. OK, that's all the griping I'm going to do on the 'new and improved SU'. I suppose I now know for sure why I, and many others, dropped out of SU in the first place.