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Monday, April 26, 2010

Monday Darylization

as usual, go here for Daryl's photo source...


She'd caught his eye immediately, with her maroon lipstick, and long locks. They spoke, briefly, and she'd thought he was pretty cute, too. Numbers were exchanged, texts were exchanged. They had a lot in common. Before long, they were seeing each other, daily. And when they were not together? Texting. Incessantly. Before much longer, he moved in with her...

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The fight had started badly, he said that she said but he said, then they both said.
You get the drift.
They left their apartment, because they'd been told the last time they'd argued that if the cops showed up again then they were both going to go to jail. And neither of them wanted that.
They had also discussed separating, but, when things were good, they were very, very good, but when they were bad they were horrible.
They were trying something new this time, though. They agreed, once they were on the street, that they would use no spoken words.
Texts only. That way, the public would not know their business, and they would think more about what they were saying. Because they had to type it out.
The problem with thinking too much is that you can do some serious damage to your relationship because you can think of some pretty terrible things to say. And despite how good things were, they were never going to work again, because she broke things off, right on the street, via text message, while standing less then ten feet away from him....

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Wordless Wednesday

This is what 0230, am, looks like...

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Queen Meme Tuesday

The American Idol Meme
You be the judge!

1. Do you watch American Idol? I've only watched one season of this show, which should make answering this meme really uh, fun?

2. Who is your favorite judge? Anyone but Paula. I never liked her.

3. Who is your favorite contestant this season and why? Animal from the muppet show. Wait. Uh. Well?... yeah, Animal.

4. Who is your least favorite contestant this year and why? Carrie Underwear. Oh, uh. Damn...

5. Have you ever actually voted via text message?Predictably, No. But only because they didn't let me vote for Animal.

6. Is there a part of the show you find really annoying? 2 Words. Ryan Seacrest. Out. Well, I guess thats three words. Oh well

7. What is your overall opinion of the show this season?They should show more Animal. Then I might watch it.

8. Do you like Simon Cowell as a judge? What do you think of his judging style?I think that someone has to be the "bad boy" enemy, and that he enjoys it. But he really seems to stand by the winners, in the end, so I don't have a problem with him.

9. Is Ellen DeGeneres qualified to be an American Idol singing judge? No, I really don't think so. But I didn't like Paula, or her singing, either, so which is worse?

10. If you could pick a song to sing on the show this week, what would your song choice be and why? Rubber Ducky. Just to see the look of horror on their faces.

11. Who is your favorite all-time American Idol winner? If you like, post a video of their performance.The only one I saw was when Ruben won. And I liked his voice. Too bad he never really went anywhere...

for more Idle (Idol?) fun, go here

Monday, April 19, 2010

Tell Me a Story Monday

So, Daryl put up another good picture, go look here, then enjoy the story....



The four sisters stood on the corner, arguing over who was going to tell their father that they had just used his credit card to pay for one thousand dollars worth of cosmetics.
"Your the oldest, Julie" announced Rachel loudly, clutching the bag, and scuffing her red sneakers onto the pavement. Looking down, she regretted, once again that she had chosen the socks with the green tops on them.
"So what if I am the oldest" scoffed Julie, scowling. Her sisters always used that excuse to get her to confess when they were in trouble. "Katie is his favorite, if she tells him, then he will not even care, probably".
"Yeah, Right" answered Katie, clutching her phone, and wondering how long it was going to take her to ditch her sisters and go meet up with Eric at the main gate for Central Park. She was Daddy's favorite, but she had better things to do then take the fall for a bunch of makeup that Molly had to have. "I don't see why I should take the fall for Molly" she said, voicing her complaint out loud.
Molly, deep in thought, studied the ground, and admired her brown boots, and hol-y jeans, at the same time.
"I know", she finally announced. "We'll blame mother".
"Excellent!" her sisters proclaimed, "fantastic idea!" and with that, they scattered, each in their own direction, to enjoy what was left of the warm day, without any of their family getting in the way...

Friday, April 16, 2010

Friday Mieography


Georgia Totto O'Keeffe was born in in a farmhouse in Wisconsin, in 1887. Her parents were dairy farmers, her Dad was Irish, and her mother was Hungarian and English, descendent of one of the Mayflower passengers.

She was the first girl, and the second born of seven children. Her mother made them attend art classes, and because she did well, she ended up at art school.She ended up attending various schools in Wisconsin, and boarding there, even after her family moved to Virginia. After high school, she enrolled at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago. She ended up in New York, however, studying under William Merritt Chase, and winning a prize for one of her still life oil paintings. The prize was a scholarship to an outdoor summer school at Lake George, New York.
She did end up eventually moving to Chicago, and finding work as a commercial artist. This didn't last long, and she soon found herself teaching art at an elementary school in the Texas Panhandle. During this time, she had no desire to paint, herself, and has even said the smell of Turpentine made her sick. After teaching for some time, she found herself in another art class, in Virginia, where she found her desire to paint, again. So inspired by her instructor, she stayed put, and served as his teaching assistant for many years. She eventually went back to Texas, and taught in the art department at A&M.
Some of her artwork found it's way to Alfred Stieglitz, who owned a famous art gallery in NYC, "291". He liked the work, very much, and exhibited ten of her drawings, without her knowledge. Hearing of it, she went to New York to confront him, and then agreed to let them hang. He helped her to find lodging in New York, and even brought her to his family home in the Adirondack Mountains. They fell in love, despite the fact that he had a wife. They did marry after his divorce was finalized. One of his passions was to photograph her, and he took more then 300 pictures of her during their marriage. His work has been exhibited in Galleries. Georgia began working primarily in oils, where she had been working in watercolors. She tended to lean towards natural or architectural influences for her work. She quickly became controversial, especially when "Black Iris III" came out, and one could easily envision the female genitalia that was not so hidden in the painting. Despite the controversy, she quickly became known as one of America's most important artists.
Georgia had the travel bug, and soon found herself in New Mexico, exploring Taos, Santa Fe, and Albuquerque. She and the friend traveling with her stayed the summer at a ranch outside of Taos. Georgia took many pack trips into the mountains and deserts during this time, and, even after she went home, she returned to New Mexico every year. In 1932, however, she got too stressed out over a mural project for Radio City Music Hall, and had a nervous breakdown. She went to Bermuda to recuperate, and did not paint again for two years. When she was ready again, she bought a house in New Mexico. She also bought herself a Model A, so she could explore on her own the place she loved so much. Her paintings from this period of time are some of her most famous landscapes. Her popularity grew even more, and she had many commissions. She ended up buying a second home in New Mexico, and continuing her work. She felt she needed to be physically close to the landscapes she was painting, so that she could produce quality work. She would crawl under her car for shade when the heat got too intense for her to paint.
After her husband died, Georgia moved to New Mexico full time, and continued to paint. She was elected to the fifty member American Academy of Arts and Letters, and continued to have large Exhibitions. Sadly, her eyesight began to fail. By the time she was 84, she was left with only peripheral vision, and had to stop painting. With some help though, she began throwing pottery. She wrote a book about her art, and had a film crew out to her ranch to do a documentary. She was presented a Presidential Medal of Freedom by President Ford, and a National Medal of Arts. As she progressed into her 90'th decade, she became more and more frail, and eventually moved to Santa Fe, where she died at the age of 98. There is a Georgia O'Keefe museum located in Santa Fe, and her home and studio are designated National Historic Landmarks.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Wordless Wednesday

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Tuesday, which usually belong to the Queen...

So, I didn't do the Queen's Meme this week, but I spend most of my time living in her dungeon, bribing Homer, the palace dog, with Baklava, anyhow.

This weeks theme was all about 'spring flings'. I have to tell you, I am just not a 'fling' kind of girl. I never really was. So the questions I was answering were all kind of horribly boring, so I ditched the whole thing. Instead you get the boring meandering of my mind after a night of being 'charge nurse' of the ICU. Lucky you....
I was working last night with some of the nurses who were working with me the other night when I discovered that blog that mentioned not being a great nurse until you were a parent. 2 of my co workers are also not parents, one of them is. We all decided last night that it was, indeed, a huge load of crap. Then we started talking about all the fun people whom we've worked with in various places that think the single people, or people without children should be working the holidays. Before MM and MG, I had actually had some nurses say to me
"But you don't HAVE a family, you could work all of Christmas!"
Seriously.
Dumb asses.
We decided last night that from now on, people aren't to be sick on holidays, so that we can just close the hospital and everyone can be home for the holidays. So remember that. No being sick on holidays. It sounded good to us, anyhow.
I should also report that I shaved Angus already this year. Poor little kit, I did it much to early, and he's been freezing his little tail off ever since I did so. It was so bad that one of my friends, Mrs. Kilt, is threatening to crochet the poor cat a sweater. I actually feel guilty. He will love it when the weather is warmer, though.
Well, the only noise I am hearing now is my bed calling me. Happy Tuesday, all