“Draw a crazy picture,
Write a nutty poem,
Sing a mumble-gumble song,
Whistle through your comb.
Do a loony-goony dance
‘Cross the kitchen floor,
Put something silly in the world
That ain’t been there before.”
— Shel Silverstein
When I walk I come back with my pockets full of things like stones sticks and pinecones. Lots of pinecones., a photo by feather on Flickr.
When I walk I come back with my pockets full of things like stones sticks and pinecones. Lots of pinecones.
Today I baked pumpkin bread after discovering this great recipe didn’t call for milk. Responding to some challenges in the kitchen, I reduced the sugar by 1/2 c, and the eggs to 2 not 4, didn’t add ground ginger. And I added a heaping 1/2 c of grated apple.
Downeast Main Pumpkin Bread is a pretty much a recipe everyone changes a little bit. Turns out lots of recipes are like that, so a AllRecipes.com also allows people to add a rating and their “custom version”. What are recipes anyway but an invitation to experiment in the kitchen with what you have around you?
Anyway, I can say that they do taste lovely and they’re springy not dense. I think next time I’d reduce the sugar and oil. And add more spices and use apple sauce.
Yeah, it’s a really good recipe
I had an imaginary friend. Until the day my mother forced me to admit that she wasn’t real.
I had pointed “She lives over there” to try and verify her existence.
My mother drove into the nearby neighborhood. “Oh really, where does she live?” She drove the questions until I pointed at a house. We pulled into a strange driveway.
I knew the gig was up. “She’s not home.”
We now have a “subscription” to a shower cream. Yes, you can actually do that.Weleda Wild Rose Creamy Body Wash is so good.
Every time I smell this shower cream I smile. Funny enough, it’s the thing that cured my husband of a mad skin rash and outbreak a few years ago. So now he smells like roses.
I super recommend it. It’s also gentle on my face. (I can’t say the same for the rose face cream – it burned at bit).
I don’t know if this is going to work. But I thought I could try to link to products I absolutely love. The other day, I asked someone for an affiliate link to the headphones he recommended. Any why not? So yeah, I’ll try posting product recommendations.
These are things that scare me, and if I come across them I have to look away, turn the channel and flip the page.
- Seeing polar bears stranded and starving on floating ice. Something inevitable and imminent.
- Elephants slaughtered for ivory. Something so chilling and evil revealed about humans.
- Singularity. Just can’t wrap my head around this at all.
A friend of mine is “really into this”. I’ve told her she scares me a little.
More about singularity here:
“In Kurzweil’s future, biotechnology and nanotechnology give us the power to manipulate our bodies and the world around us at will, at the molecular level. Progress hyperaccelerates, and every hour brings a century’s worth of scientific breakthroughs. We ditch Darwin and take charge of our own evolution. The human genome becomes just so much code to be bug-tested and optimized and, if necessary, rewritten. Indefinite life extension becomes a reality; people die only if they choose to. Death loses its sting once and for all. Kurzweil hopes to bring his dead father back to life.”
This doesn’t sound appealing to me at all.
I enjoyed the conversation on BBC Radio 4 Women’s Hour – about looking at what kids want to be when they grow up. However, does it indicate where they should end up? All seems rather arbitrary.
In highschool, one of the art teachers pointed to me and said “You’re an ARTIST”, and he pointed to Gweneth, and said to her, “You’re a DESIGNER” or something to that effect. She was really hurt by what he said. And I was befuddled.
Of course, I knew I was going to be an artist. I drew obsessively since I could hold a pencil. Through practice I could draw realistic images with some ease. So, yeah, it was like being labeled and just knowing- it was inevitable. Except, I came to find out it wasn’t.
I think people need to struggle and earn their passion.
I imagine at that point the teacher’s words were a challenge to Gweneth. She resolved then to fight against those that didn’t believe in her. And she’s pursued a full time career in art apparently.
Here, you can see her artwork.
I did go to art school, but slowly I couldn’t get over the fact that I was merely filling the world with more *stuff*. It got smaller and smaller, until it fit in tiny boxes, and smaller again until it was digital. Finally it disappeared. Making artwork wasn’t enough for me.
But I suppose I envy Gweneth and her choices and admire that she had to fight for what she has. And for me, it was something I had to struggle against.
Feeling very lucky right now.
Also playing around with this blog here. Seems like there should be a way to embed images from Instagram into Blogger.Maybe WordPress is smarter about this?
I can embed the tweet, but no image gets added. I tried again, this time just uploading the image directly to twitter.
Doesn’t seem to have mattered. All you can do is upload it yourself directly.
Anyway, ain’t this sweet?
i used to blog, around the time i was doing my master’s 2003-05. it gave my work context and community. there were less bloggers than now, yet even then it seemed like a huge world.
i kept an ed tech blog, a crafting blog, a Japanese learning blog. my life was sort of faceted. i wonder if i had done them all in one place if id’ have had a better overview of myself at the end. instead of looking like a bunch of increasingly ignored TODOs.
i wanted to give myself a chance and see if i could get blogging again. not sure if this experiment will work. please connect with me if you’re reading along. @hjames on twitter
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