hmm, missed this one… vectors a little bit dif than the usual. Gracias TutsKing!
beautiful beautiful
It just occurred to me after visiting my AnnieBananie that a few weeks ago I posted a link on my FB page that I am quite sure that some of you may enjoy… at least one or 2 of you.
Daniel Karcher, his bluedaniel site. I can just click on the main page and watch the little film, but more importantly than that, the musical compilation just blows me away! I don’t know what it is, a little melancholy, kid-like, times past, where I would like to be… I am just so so in love with it. I would like to dream to that music.
Fresh Air n’ Bike Ride
Today is one of those “I-can’t-get-going-no-matter-what-I-do” kind o’ day. Unfortunately, I can’t feel that way too long because work is work, ya know? No workie, no money.
The weather has been pretty awesome the last few days, and I thought maybe breathing some fresh stuff and absorbing a little sunshine might help my brain cells, so I asked hubby to take me to Starbucks on the bike.
So, took a little ride, had a little caffeine, soaked up a little sun, and now I’m ready for a nap. ha. Ever do that? Been on vacation, especially to a rural, nature surrounded place, then when you get home you exclaim how tired you are and that it “must be from all of that fresh air”? No? Well, I know what I mean.
btw, that photo is obviously not Jim’s bike… we took that at the Harley Davidson Museum. ;)
Woodstock Party
I had a little Woodstock party today. Just me and Lucy and Rosie. They’re the only other people I know that like the music. Jennie does, but she’s not here.
I was thinking about that on my way home from Starbucks… I don’t really have any close friends that are into what I’m into, ya know? That think like I do… or like Woodstock. How can you not like Woodstock? or peace n’ luv n’ stuff?
That’s a bummer.
Hubby? Nah, he was a “greaser” back in the day. He chased little hippies like me.
But seriously, wouldn’t that have been a perfect theme for a party? For the Woodstock Anniversary? Excellent playlist of tunes… could have all sorts of yummy munchies… and stuff. Nah, not that kind o’ stuff. I was actually never into pot. Made me feel introverted and I was far from introverted and didn’t like feeling that way. But I do love the smell!
So ya, we had our little party. The girls fell asleep when I played Joni Mitchell… I think they were worn out from all of the excitement.
stinky & tired & eBay
I hate that “my-hands-smell-like-stinky-dishcloth” smell. blrrrugh. I don’t understand why it happens so fast. I’m a big bleach freak, and I have a sneaky suspicion that once you “break-the-seal” sort of thing, and bleach the dishcloths, they get bacteria ridden & stinkier faster after that. Why does that happen? And then my hands stink and it doesn’t go away for awhile. Give me a bleach residue smell on my hands any day over the other.
We tried sponges for awhile, but then even they started to get stinky. I don’t get it—if I rinse well & hang to dry… oh well. It just irks me.
And tired. tired tired tired. I have a feeling that I’m just not getting enough hours of sleep time. duh, ya think?!
I stopped on over to eBay last nite, haven’t been there in ages. It still amazes me that people #1) WRITE SO DARN BIG ON THEIR ADS. Hello, I can read. #2) Take gawd-awful photos of what they’re selling. Geeez people, how do you expect to sell a white cookie jar, has no scratches, good condition with a photo of a blurry, pink blob?? Umm, how big is that blob? Oh, of course, no dimensions given. Screw eBay.
Did I tell you that I’m tired? I need to recline for a few….
Flash Dance & the end of good fonts
This little number is a teeny-tiny preview of what’s to come from the awesome photographers that Jennie had for her wedding.
The photographers, Whitney & Jesse, were so wonderful & fun & accommodating. I wish I could hire them to spend a week in my life, and just take a bunch of photos whenever I wanted them to. Sort of a documentary of my life—in pictures… umm, that would be pretty damn exciting come to think of it. A web cam sitting on top of my monitor could do the thing. Yup, my life. At the desk. Silly me. Not that I’m complaining, not at all. I like my life and I like my desk. There just wouldn’t be a lot of action shots, ya know?
What I was going to say about fonts, I don’t think there’s a font out there that I need anymore. Oh, of course I don’t have ALL of the fonts that I ever ever wanted, but there’s nothing *new* anymore, know what I mean? I was looking around for the font that I want to use on the redo of FMG, but I’m really not sure of what I want to do. Maybe when I have a better idea of the direction I’m going with the site, I’ll know, but until then… nada. There’s one font that I was in love with and purchased, but I have never ever used on ANYthing and I don’t think I’ve ever seen it used anywhere else either. That would be the most logical… but it’s pretty specialized… I’ll think about it and let you know, k?
I’m currently designing a web site for a song writer who wants his mp3s on the site for both listening to and downloading, AND, he said the magic words regarding the design—”Do anything you want, the more creative and weird you can make it, the better!” Ooooo, fun. But you know what? Sometimes that can be more difficult. It’s like creative overload! More decisions, more options, more difficult to decide, ya know? Sometimes that can be paralyzing for me—the deciding part. I just have to go with my gut feeling and stick with it. I have a tendency to try too many different things, and that can waste time, especially with me.
4 more days until the Woodstock Anniversary!
