stray musings and introspections stumbled upon in the stacks or the recovery period thereafter
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Mother issues, Father issues; what's a girl to do?
Alice down the hellmouth
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
swarm sketch
here's an interesting site if you feel like expressing your artistic side but aren't quite sure where to start or don't really want to put yourself out there all alone.
"SwarmSketch is an ongoing online canvas that explores the possibilities of distributed design by the masses. Each week it randomly chooses a popular search term which becomes the sketch subject for the week. In this way, the collective is sketching what the collective thought was important each week. (Due to increased traffic sketches are currently being updated after about 1000 lines)
Each user can contribute a small amount of line per visit, then they are given the opportunity to vote on the opacity of lines submitted by other users. By voting, users moderate the input of other users, judging the quality of each line. The darkness of each line is the average of all its previous votes."
They all look a bit of a mess to me but kinda fun to fool around with i guess...
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Dracula said what, and when was that?
Friday, June 23, 2006
went to the doctor and the doctor said no more monkeys jumping on your head...
i only wish it were so easy.
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
and what is your long-term strategic plan???
Do you have Salt Lake City Punk?
Monday, June 19, 2006
my horrorscope for today:
proud to be a quirkyalone
Quirkyalone: noun/adj. A person who enjoys being single (but is not opposed to being in a relationship) and generally prefers to be alone rather than dating for the sake of being in a couple. With unique traits and an optimistic spirit; a sensibility that transcends relationship status. Also adj. Of, relating to, or embodying quirkyalones. See also: romantic, idealist, independent.
Thursday, June 15, 2006
blah, blah, blah...
on the back (i think in perhaps it was in place of RAH! RAH! RAH! medon'tknow it was just serendipity) i just had to buy it.BLAH!BLAH!BLAH!
Sunday, June 11, 2006
it was a dark and stormy night...
migraine
insomnia
the wind
the rain
the lightning
outside
so what has kept me up (besides the migraine) reading all night long? Illegal Drugs: A Complete Guide to Their History, Chemistry, Use and Abuse by Paul M. Gahlinger. This is an incredibly interesting, comprehensive, and informative book.
Monday, June 05, 2006
Is YOUR Marriage in so much DANGER that it needs Constitutional PROTECTION?
Analyze THIS
So anyway, here we are at this WILD (even by my standards--and trust me i have an interesting history which, perhaps, might be shared at another time) party, my sis and i hanging out with these girls for a while--a few things happen...
and eventually i get separated from my sister and i am search of a phone for some unknown reason--you know how dream logic goes--and i stumble upon these somewhat STAR-TREKIE-TECHIE-GEEKIE-COOL guys (you know the type i mean) and i am suddenly very interested in flirting--with teenage boys--yes my forty-year-old-self forgets about my poor helpless teenage sister and flirts heavily with a pimply faced boy who is, at best, semi-interested.
Meanwhile, the very long ash from the cigarette that i am smoking (i have mentioned that i don't smoke--except for that maternal issue night--haven't i?) is dropping onto some kind of electrical wire thingy, and starting little electrical fires, which the boy i am so intensely flirting with keeps trying to put out. I keep dropping ashes, keep starting ever increasing fires, his semi-interest is ever-waning, i am noticing the fires but not really caring. The boy is beginning to get more and more annoyed with me and yet i continue to flirt (also, by the by, intense flirting with Anyone, is usually not one of my highest priorities).
okay--analyze...
oh and let me also add that i have a little phobia about electrical fires (not plain old pyrophobia because i actually have very Minor, Slight tendencies toward pyromania at times just electrical fires, mind you) and explosions (atomosophobia-and i actually have died by being blown up in a few dreams)...