NOW I'm done

It was a horrible feeling when I woke up this morning and realized that my project STILL wasn't done. I had to rush to the computer lab around noon and hope that I remembered how to do everything that I learned yesterday about adding pictures correctly. And I had to make the title page...um yeah, there needs to be a title page. Can't forget that. Also, some of the pictures were repeats which is kind of bad, so I had to photograph some more of my artwork that I forgot about and left in the dingy basement, and replace the old photos with these new ones. Now I have a hypertext website with artwork and pictures about a day in the life of anyone. I realized that there is so much more I could do with it, like add links to the pictures or add more links in the text. But for the purpose of the class it is done.

Oops

I thought I was done with my project, until yesterday I realized that I forgot to add the title page. Oops. I guess I'll be going in to add that via Fetch, and THEN I'll be done.

File transfer nightmare

Last night I finished my project, yipee! After about four hours of complete hell. I messed around trying to upload my project onto my Ubalt webspace using Fetch, and completely failed, digging myself into a deeper hole than when I started. I had dozens of photos on my desktop and fragmented files where I tried unsuccessfully to put my project on the internet. My boyfriend showed up to pick me up around 7:30, told me how to fix the mess I made and watched while I reduced the size of every single picture. I was so embarrassed. I'm glad it's over now.

Shopping bewilderment

So I stuck to my goal of not going shopping for two months. It was hard. I got a gift certificate for my birthday for the bookstore, and I am completely overwhelmed as to what I should get. I spent some of it and got a couple of books and a nice coffee mug, and a puzzle (I haven't done a puzzle for AGES). But I don't know what to get with the rest of it. After you don't have extra money for a while it's terrifying when you do.

Korea

Korea has been on my mind a lot lately, mainly because of it being in the news so much. I have a really bad feeling about North and South being on the brink of war lately. I guess I always pay a little more attention and get a bit more emotional when I see South Korea on the news than other places. (Except sometimes America.)
I also went to a Korean grocery store because I have been trying the food this past year. I got some grape juice that has actual grapes at the bottom of it; you eat them after you drink the juice. I almost choked on one when I was driving. There is actually a warning on the can. I got some frozen food as well. I really liked the grocery store, except that the smell of fish in there is horrendous. I love Korea. I pray for it and its people.

artwork

Last night I did a marathon project work session and made all of my drawings. I was a little worried that they would turn out looking crappy and homemade (well they are homemade) but they actually look cool and I think I managed to pull it off. I photographed all of them and put them on my zip drive. Tonight they're going onto my Dreamweaver website. I didn't match them with specific pages because I wanted to play around a bit and take a chance. I kept my text in mind when I was doing the drawings but I guess I'll see what goes together best. I am better at creating art when I'm not trying to force a plan into it. Some of them are calendar pages and some are notebook paper. I wanted to stick with my original idea. For some reason, my mind insisted that they be notebook paper and calendar pages, not anything fancier. Things I've learned from this project are that I feel much better when I don't procrastinate, and it's a good thing to trust my instincts-rarely will they lead my astray.

My list of things I'm thankful for

Cats
New friends
My boyfriend
My new job
Hazelnut coffee
My car
Having access to a computer with internet
Learning self-discipline
Warm socks
My brain, which always surprises me and we have been getting along lately
Learning to like giving speeches
Dried Mediterranean apricots
Turning 25 in a week
My rubber tree plant
Health insurance
Fingernail clippers
Fax machines
Television and movies

New Ideas for Website artwork

Now I'm thinking about making my drawings more elaborate-with fabric and beads or paint. They are still going to be on notebook paper, however. These little ink drawings are getting more and more crazy in my mind. They still must correspond to the text. I will need to work on this every day this week in order to create my vision. I am also still trying to figure out how this idea of the life cycle corresponds to this project and also to the drawings. I don't think I am going to figure it all out right away. I know that my project has a looping effect, and the days of the week also have a looping effect. (You always end up back where you started, yet somehow when you start again it is always in a slightly different place.) I don't want to try to to control too much of the project, however. I want it to go where it wants to.

Notebook paper drawings

I had this idea that instead of taking photographs for my project, I am going to create the artwork on pieces of notebook paper. These will be pretty elaborate drawings that correspond to each page of my hypertext narrative. (So hopefully they'll look cool.) I may make some of them partly collage as well. I just couldn't get this idea out of my head, especially after some really bad and boring photography that I took of objects around the house. Its kind of a different idea, but I like it and I'm willing to do something a little strange to make my project more interesting.
There were already some pretty cool drawings that I did in my journal that have nothing to do with the project. I'm going to use some of those if they fit with any of my hypertext pages. I might look through old journals as well and see if I can find some other drawings.
I'm not sure what the link between the notebook paper drawings and my hypertext site is (or if there needs to be one) but I'd like to come up with an explanation anyways.

Procrastination and other old pitfalls

I am REALLY GLAD I went into the computer lab to work on my project today. I got most of it done. The thing is, I was seriously contemplating not going in because I wanted to do stuff around the house, etc. Just thinking about how much work I would have left if I hadn't gone in today makes me cringe. I don't even think the lab will be open next week. Yay for the times when I choose not to procrastinate.

Not going to post pictures of this...

Well I know better than to post pictures of pets, but I have had a new experience in the past two weeks. I now live with two cats and this has been the weirdest and best experience ever. I was never much of an animal person until I got my dog Sandy 10 years ago. But cats? Never thought it would happen. This is out there. And I actually like them. One of them bites me all the time but not hard. He's kind of chubby and obsessed with food. The girl is thin and delicate and feminine, very pretty. They follow me everywhere and get in my way when I'm trying to do work at the computer. Cats. Good lord.

My project has turned into a way to vent

My project is going alright but I'm terrified because I have no clue as to how it will turn out. I did get a good idea for photographing my doodles out of a notebook and putting them as the background for my website. I am a born doodler. I wanted the background color to be mint green but it must be a lot lighter. Must get away from the dark coloring on these websites! As for the content, I made a story board out of notecards and wrote down one line on each. I made a "tree" and pasted it onto a huge piece of cardboard. The day I was working on the poetry was an angry day for me. My lines turned into venting so the whole project isn't all positive. This project has turned into a good way for me to vent. I'll probably end up making way more than thirty pages so that I can express my unexpressed pissed-offness at the world.

List

Belly button lint
cat
mole
sports bra
friendship
stress
toe
bite
football
ponytail
e-mail
scarf
home
parallel parking
Christmas
Rotiserrie chicken

Audrey's Poem

I don’t like little chocolates in foils
or three-inch high heels.
The first person I kissed had lips cold
like a saltwater halibut.
When I walk, I feel like a ring of keys
bouncing against a bony hip.
I have never had an orgasm.
I have a pair of red tennis shoes
and when I wear them
I become even more clever
and intelligent and charming.
Some nights,
when I look out at my garden,
I feel this unknowable entity
which I can’t grasp,
and the tears hidden inside me
momentarily
catch their breath.

---

why I hate driving

It brushes you close to death and you might not even be aware of it. You think other people are idiots and they think you're an idiot. The traffic around here raises my stress levels. It pollutes the earth, its very dangerous, and people are killed by it all the time. There are so many missed opportunities for walking and exercise. Gas is expensive, and so are car repairs and maintenance. The city map grid is too confusing for words.

Good things about driving (There are only two): It gets you places quickly, and you can get more done with your day. Cruising can be fun with music. (No, there is nothing else that is good about driving.)

Stress Relief Technique

If you are stressed out right now (as a lot of us are during this time of year) one thing that really helps, that I've found, is breathing through the nose instead of the mouth. Another thing is to close off the right nostril and take 30 deep breaths through your left nostril. (This is called the Sun/Moon Breathe and I read this in the book "Get High Now" by James Nestor, 2009.) If you want to wake up close off the other nostril. The first time you do it it will probably really work and you might get very, very relaxed. If you keep doing it the effect might wear off but it will still help you relax during those stressful days and nights.
By the way, I don't know what long term effect the Sun/Moon breathe has, if any.

Intuitive

Fierce, miraculous-only she can make messes look so lovely.
she scrapes the upper crust of wisdom-she flies to the moon's
wheaty crust.
she misses nothing-no nuanced look or cold thought.
she thinks its paranoia, not realizing her gift.
swats at it like a midge.

The Politician Poem

A disgusting hot day
in Washington
(should be cooler in October)
and I've never felt more like
me
than right here.
I shut the curtains
and let my amber eyes,
marrow,
turn to liquid mint jelly on the mute
stifling
oak desk in front of me.
I chew on my red ball point pen,
Try to write policy.
It's the aloneness;
Unbearable-
Squeezing me past the point
Where my blood runs warm.
I need millions around me.
I know nothing more than
you or you or you
running amuck, chopped celery
celebrated as the garnish of the living.
I've found my way
With words, is all. Somehow out
Of the empty scratches
in my throat
Sentences formed and flowered like
root.
I clutch the Rice Crispy Squares
and orange lilies like little spades
that dig up grief.
My ball point pen drops.
I don't reach down on the floor
to get it.
My husband is dead, but
it's the you and you and you
Who I love.
I bite into a stale Rice Crispy Square
and inhale the smell of lilies.
No one ever comes in here.
Without knocking first.

The zoo

I always feel the same way when I go to the zoo. I get a sinking sense of humanity, especially when the chimpanzees stare at me from behind their glass habitat, which is a pretty small world for living beings to exist in. On the other hand, a lot of zoos are doing good work to rehabilitate these animals. I like that part. I just always kind of feel like a jerk. And baby elephants are always cute.
The Baltimore Zoo is interesting/okay. They make you walk a long, long pathway before you can actually see any animals. I wasn't sure that they actually had many, but it turns out to my relief that they did. You just have to hike a bit to get there. Since its Halloween there were tons and tons of kids in costume. Someday maybe I'll be one of those people pushing a stroller and pointing out the habits of the penguins to my own child. Joy. (?)

yaay videos?

I'm going to have to do a bit of last minute filming before class today. I'm not sure how this video is going to turn out but I've never made a video before in my life. That was my excuse for the website project as well, and that didn't turn out badly at all. i don't want to spend money to get more music and I don't know where to get free stuff, so I guess I'll have to use some music from iTunes that I already have, or some CD's lying around my boyfriend's apt. He does have some really crazy music. My video will probably be fifteen minutes long, I hope that's long enough to play around with it on iMovie.

Yay videos

For my video I decided that I'm going to film myself reading from poetry books and some of my own poetry, with some funky ironic techno music in the back. Hopefully it will get goofy. I need someone to film it (I think I know just the person.) I did a clip myself reading "Letters to a Young Poet" by Rilke and it was kind of boring, no animated voice or gestures. I'm just not comfortable filming random people who might not want to be in someone else's video. I'm not sure where I'm going to get music from. Maybe there are some free download websites where I can get hypnotic dance music and download part of the mp3. I might do some dance performance in the video, just for fun. : ) I might have three or four different clips of me reading, hopefully in different places wearing different outfits. I want one to be outside sitting on the steps of the porch. Yay videos!

Random writing

I'm not angry anymore;
not about any of it.
Blood clots on my cheeks
Purplish rage plum-colored
Driven forth
by the longing for silken sheets
and blonde braided hair.
I've calmed down in my old age.
If there were one thing
I wished for it would be
to find that peace
I never had
to find what I have lacked
and what has colored my whole
life; that missing element.
Letting my guard down,
becoming unfrozen in the face of others,
I need them all.

List 5

Eleven things I'd wish for if they'd come true:

No guilt.
To have an animal spirit.
Be able to eat more carbs without gaining weight.
My nails to not grow so they stay short. I have to cut them every four or five days.
Not to have to get gas for my car.
Not to have to pee every time I wake up.
To know just one thing from my future so I have a clue of what will happen.
World harmony.
To know my background so that I could tell what diseases I'm susceptible to.
No cruelty towards anyone.
Be able to speak Korean.

Old writing

Sometimes I like to read old things that I've written, it gives me a funny little feeling in my gut. Here's what I used to be. And its weird to look at things and see how I've changed.
Oh, I miss creativity class!

Write or Die Free Write November 3rd

"A man and a woman

are one

A man and a woman and a blackbird

are one."

-Wallace Stevens, "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird.

I truly believe that this is true I and a man and an animal such as a blackbird are one. We are all animals wild and free in our souls we all belong out in the wilderness thought some of us are freer than others the blackbird picks at the garbage the liver of the mouse all kinds of carrion shiny onyx feathers cruel killing beak stark black eyes I pick at my dinner refusing to eat much lest I get too fat and become unattractive I pick at things slowly tearing them apart my life is bursting busting at the stitches like an overstuffed embroidered pillow on my future couch when I sit and watch pointless painful spasmic television for hours at a time and things have seized to matter yes I have a warped view of old age I am very young so very young and my blood is hot like that of a blackbird I want to only love and be happy in this life and not obsess over you but bring joy and receive joy I don't know if a blackbird has joy but the dream of human man and woman are one is to fly and the blackbird can do this are we envious we can do almost everything except fly are a man and a woman and a bird that flies really one yes in a sense I connect to animals I feel like I am an animal a bird or a frog or a grasshopper or maybe the autumn leaf that falls numbly from the tree and I can see that if it falls it does not matter if I fall it does not matter would anyone care it would not matter in the whole light or fire of time things would go on the blackbird also decays its body rots and things go on so what makes a man and a woman any different only our knowledge of it and that it causes us grief there is no other difference will we really go to paradise in the sky what if we made our lives like birds and were natural would our lives be any better would our pain just come from hunger and not a lack of money or stability in the job market or how many weights we can lift or our credit score or whether we shop a lot it makes me sick and want to vomit I want my pain to come from hunger and bleeding I see the naturalness underneath the artifice of the social things and in this way a man and a woman and a black bird are one.

a good morning

coffee love a kiss tasting of vaseline. . .could things get any better?

My life has become one
where I'm always in bed
even when I'm not.
My bones are syrup
and I like it that way,
I think to myself.
But I really don't.

I kick at stones and wait
for you to guess why
I haven't come back.
I'm tired of waiting, shouting
and guessing, thinking too
much about why this or that
happens or doesn't happen.
at the riddle I will never solve.
Maybe there's nothing to it,
maybe there is no answer
because there is no question-
maybe that's what I've
been trying to figure out
all this time
But I was afraid to face this
because I thought it would make me
less important.
My childhood tantrums are over,
I'm giving it up, I'm not mad anymore.
I know you can't understand what I mean,
but maybe you can.

List 4

Words that describe now:

Acceptance
Peace
Realization
Hope
Letting Go
Openness
Feelings
Change
Need
Expression
Forgiveness.

Writing Vs. Art

I decided a couple of years ago that I am not a visual artist, but I wish that I was. I often don't like what comes out of my paintbrush or my chalk. Sometimes I surprise myself but more often than not what comes out looks bad. I just don't know how to not judge it. Oh, I judge away. When I write something I don't like, I can say that I don't want to judge it and maybe it will turn into something. So its easier for me to be a writer (well maybe easy isn't the correct word) but less traumatic. I tried to be an artist for a few years but I was never satisfied with the results. Any tips for pulling the artist out? I know that she's in there but I don't know how to make her come out of hiding. I know that a lot of writers are skeptical about visual art and vice versa.

Strangely Calm

Well my e-pub project isn't quite done (and its due tomorrow) yet somehow I feel strangely calm. I know I don't really have time to go on a picnic with my boyfriend and his parents, but what the hell, its a nice day out and I'm sure it'll be great. I'll work on the project for an hour...then finish up any minor details tomorrow morning. Stress has eaten me alive before, and I'm doing this program for me. : )

Tips for saving money

Like a lot of people, i have trouble not overspending. I made up my own list of things that will hopefully help people to spend less money.

-Figure out why you want something-do you want it because other people have it or because you really like it?

-Stuff doesn't define who you are-even if you had only one outfit, your friends and family who love you, would still love you.

-In five, ten, and twenty years you won't remember that you wanted this stuff.

-It's okay to buy things if you want to. Just keep in mind the above before you do.

-Don't use your credit card very often. Take it out of your wallet and leave it at home in a safe place.

-Before going out, eat a meal or have a cup of coffee. If you're going to class or work, bring food and a drink with you so that you won't need to go to Starbucks or Subway.

-Balance is usually the best option. Complete deprivation doesn't work for me, nor does getting everything I want. But overall, the budget is the deciding factor.

-If you can't afford something right now, right it down on a wish list and see if you still want it later when you can afford it.

-I hope that I can follow my own advice here; this is as much for me as for anyone else. I'm getting better! : )

The internet

I was just starting to enjoy being online and do things like facebook, twitter, and blogging. I then heard the news story about Tyler Clementi who killed himself after his room mate posted him online having a sexual encounter with another man. I couldn't believe that this had happened and that people would do such a thing to a fellow student. Harassment and hate have become (or always have been) a dark side of human behavior and now it is becoming clear that the internet is the prime vehicle for it. Let's just think about what we put online and who will read or view it. Not that most people would do something so cruel, but we need to remember how many people will see whatever we put up. Even if it's something that's just a little bit mean, we should think about how it will affect other people. And also let's get in touch with ourselves and figure out the root of why we do these things to others-if we are unhappy let's try to fix it so we don't lash out at other people.

http://www.cnn.com/2010/CRIME/09/30/new.jersey.student.suicide/index.html?npt=NP1

http://www.cnn.com/2010/LIVING/10/04/youth.cyberbullying.abuse/index.html

List 3

Tights
High heels
Flood waters
Punctuation
Pendant
Tragedy


Avocado
Wings
Belief
Hope
Common Swift
Notebook
Ruby red

Every Day, Ordinary

He's an ordinary.
Still, something about him
shines.
He's milktoast, buttered toast,
but never toast with strawberry jelly.
He double knots his laces every time.
He struggles to control his light,
afraid that it might
cast shadow puppets on the wall.

Dinosaurs

Oh oh. The dinosaurs ate my gymnasium.
We climb obstacles and flip through hoops,
rings of fire.
Yet I am waiting on the dinosaurs.
Were they really lovely neon-orange and sapphire blue
like we dreamed them to be?
They were everything that we aren't-
massive as cities, non-judgmental,
more beautiful than God's cheekbones,
scales and stoned spikes
to shed a monster into blood.

Childhood and Teenage Memories

Sometimes I really miss those days. Back when my family still all lived together and my parents weren't divorced. Usually when I think back on those hard times I am bitter. But I've become strangely nostalgic for those lost years. Mostly I miss us all eating dinner together, back when my parents actually ate carbs and we had spaghetti and garlic bread for dinner. (Of course, my mom makes the best spaghetti in the world.)
I also miss my best friend from those times. He actually called me the other day and said "Now we've known each other for ten years." It was amazing because that was the exact day when we went to the freshman homecoming dance together in 2000. That was the first time I ever slow danced with a guy. I was fourteen and he was fifteen. And we are still friends after all this time-after all the fights, arguments, and confusion.
I also miss my house-the big one where we grew up, my brothers and I. All the flowerbeds and trees and woods, the swimming pool and the park. The elementary school that I could walk to and my classroom with its old wooden desks and my bologna sandwich lunches. The old non-mechanical pencil sharpener, and those damn standardized tests. My group of girl friends and our crazy sleepover parties. In addition to the bad, there were some really good things back then.

List 2

Words that describe now for me:
Busy-it sucks.
Perfection-Why can't I stop.
Tired-Willing to take naps.
Hard Salami-What makes it hard. What would soft salami be like.
Iced Coffee-Never cold enough.
Stress-Turns my back muscles into rubber bands.
Weekend-Doesn't come up enough.
Banana-Costume.
TupperWare-Never enough and too much in my cupboard.
Hot-It really needs to cool down around here.
Violet-A pretty sexy color.
Navy Blue-A pretty solid and stable color.
Thrifty-Very good at this.
Hardwood floors-Nice wood smell.
Chocolate Chip Cookies-Yum.
Ravens-Purple.
Flash Drive-Always there. Always there. Get out of my life.

tiptoe

rambled up in three parts,
i scramble to untangle your order.
ages moving forward in battle,
blue and gold on your shield.
only blood shed would taste
truly to sweet to one like you.

never one for aromas,
light as the tiptoes of supper.
let your toughness give you life.

navigation/graphics

I don't know a lot about navigation and graphics, but I would want it to reflect me (but not in a tasteless way.) I guess for color I would choose blue and the navigation would have to be straightforward (there would have to be more than five links, though, so there would be enough to read.) I really like graphics so there would have to be some photographs. Maybe the way Juked.com does it, I will have "Kristi" moments. : )

All-encompassing website/more ideas about content

Maybe I could create a website that is a bit of everything. A writer's website that talks about what I do, who I am, and the type of writing I like, etc. It would also have a bit of fun to it, such as some photographs I have taken. (artistic ones.) I think visual impact is very important for drawing attention to something. I've seen these kinds of sites before, done by classmates, and I always wanted to make one.

A few ideas for website content

I never really thought about what kind of website I would make, if I made one. Here's my chance. I think I would make a sort of "author website" telling about me and my artistic goals. Maybe it will just be more of an explanatory blog, in that sense. That's all I can think of right now. Maybe more ideas will fall out of the sky later. I hope.

This would be a lot of work...

Because I'm an writer, I think there should be one massive, comprehensive online site that has everything one would ever need to know about the English language. I haven't yet found one that is as complete as I would like it to be, although perhaps one does exist. This would solve the problem of having to buy lots of different books(dictionary, thesaurus, grammar guides, style guides, etc.), and wasting trees.This site would need to be certified somehow and reviewed critically for errors. It would just be a lot easier if everything one needed to know was in one location in cyberspace. It would save those writing papers a lot of time and energy finding the correct book or wondering whether the site they visited is accurate. I know this would be a major undertaking, but wouldn't it be great?

Some good sites already available:

apastyle.org

www.oed.com

http://www.thesaurus.com/

Image from http://school.discoveryeducation.com/

Teapots and Knitting Needles

Debbie Macomber is a popular writer who creates uplifting stories. Her website reflects this tacky, artificial spirit of positivity. It is set in garish blues and rainbow watercolors, reminding me somehow of a Thomas Kinkade painting. I get the sinking feeling that her target group is middle-aged women who like drinking tea and baking cakes. You can also join a "knitter's club" and knit with Debbie at a reading. I wouldn't mind the site if it's aim wasn't to sell badly written books to aging women and perhaps men. There also seems to be a religious agenda behind all of this, as many of her books are about angels or God. But for what it is, it certainly does it's job. That's why I think nothing about it needs to be or can be improved. Okay, I'm done being mean.

Debbiemacomber.com

image from graphics.cs.berkeley.edu

hypertext

This is such a neat hypertext site. It looks really good graphically and there are so many possibilities for creating a unique story. The authors of the site are calling it "machine text" because it is set up to generate itself. I like the philosophical bent of the narrative as well. Another fun thing is you never know whether the page will have one, two, or three different links you can click on. You can also click on a link at the bottom of the page to expand the narrative downward. So in addition to reading forward through pages, the story can go a different direction. Like life, this website teaches you as you move along. Love it!

http://www.ebbflux.com





In print form, from the website.

Pictures from the Adirondacks

Photos from my vacation. : )

Juked: Awesome Online Literary Journal

"In Transit" photo by Jeffrey C. Kotanchick, Gili Trawagan, Lombok, Indonesia. 2-2-2005.

http://www.juked.com/

"Tree Line" photo by Leigh Wells, 6-2-2010, outside of Georgetown, Kentucky. http://www.juked.com/moments/

"Segunda Pascua" photo by J.D. Wang, editor of Juked online literary magazine. 7-8-10, Barcelona, Spain. http://www.juked.com/moments/

It took me quite a while to find a really great online literary journal. After a lot of browsing, I finally came across Juked. The nice layout of the website attracted me initially. The gray background, contrasted with a nice looking index overlaying an angled shot of a building, really looks professional.

One of the best features about this journal is that it’s free. They take donations and somehow, through luck or some other feat, have managed to stay alive and running. Their stories and poems are fantastic. I clicked on a few random ones in the archive section and was quite impressed.

My favorite part has to be, however, the “moments” link. The main editor, J.W. Wang, has put together a collection of stunning and artistic photographs from places like Barcelona, Los Angeles, New Orleans, and Ise Sanjou, Japan. For anyone looking for a really cool online journal that stands out from the crowd, Juked is worth it. The only thing about it that was inconvenient was the “comments” link at the bottom of each piece of writing. It took me to Microsoft Entourage, which I do not use. It would be easier if there were just an e-mail address that I could send my thoughts to. That is a minor point, though.

http://www.juked.com

Exercise-ing

I have been working out so much lately. I think it is killing my soul. I can't believe it is so much work to lose three pounds...!
I have to write this poem for class and start it with the line "I am fourteen." I can't think of anything except for age that will work. I am stuck on that right now hopefully I'll figure it out before Wednesday.
I love and loathe exercise-ing.

Sky drop lightfighter

Name for our future daughter. Lately I cannot stop thinking about giving birth. I wonder about the pain and the nine months when we're physically connected.

Questioning/A Cool Blog

Graphics are from: http://givetheemperorsomeclothesplease.blogspot.com/ by Anne Artist.

I'm done with questioning anything for this week. Speaking of questioning, here is a cool blog that is based on asking questions. It deals with life's paradoxes, which are things I constantly turn over in my mind. It has fun drawings in it too. The illustrations are cute little cartoons. They are just simple line drawings but very charming. Overall it's very clever. The author, Anne Artist, (who is an artist herself) says that "what seems to be an answer is simply the birthplace of more questions." The questions she asks are not what you would expect. Some of my favorites are: "If sandwiches were made of tranquility, what would the bologna be?" (Posted on August 22nd, 2010). "If I were to throw it all away, would I dress up for the occasion?" (Posted on August 11th, 2010). And my very favorite: "If it's never too late, am I always on time?" (Posted on January 20th, 2010). The main thing I like about this blog is that it is open for people to answer these questions and leave their comments. She doesn't answer them herself but waits for people to respond. And she gets a lot of responses! I think, however, it would be nice to see some of her own insights into the questions she poses. ( Read this cool and unique blog at : http://givetheemperorsomeclothesplease.blogspot.com/
Okay, maybe I'm not done questioning.

List

Things I've started to realize:
I don't care about clothes.
My life is good and doesn't have much misery in it.
Every day I feel the same when I wake up, and then it changes around noon.
I have a great family.
My brain activity is annoying.
I like eating fast food.
I have to cry frequently, for release. (This is okay).
I like making lists.