Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Eye Candy

I love looking at Left Hand Cuts The Right. Every entry is a stream of visual awesomeness.

Monday, June 29, 2009

Weekly Kafka

Happy 1st Birthday Puppy!

I bought him a nice ribbon to tie to his collar, but he was only interested in chewing on it, which was not surprising at the least.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Six things I have learned this week

1. On Facebook, way too many of your friends will ask you to post a note of 25 random things about yourself. Just give in, because then it will be over. (I will say, however, that reading what my friends have to say is so interesting that I want to make a list of my 25 favorite random things my friends say about themselves.)

2. Not moisturizing hands = cracking skin. Ugh.

3. I really like pea soup, as long as it doesn't have ham in it.

4. This is the first winter of my entire life that I have officially been ready for spring to come. I find myself day dreaming about moving to a place that has a more forgiving climate. The whole idea makes me a little melancholy, as I love the snow, and I love Rochester... I have just been too cold this winter, even with all the toasty, cozy fires we have been having.

5. You can indeed force your way through a creative blockade. It might take a while, but you can do it. Just relax and stop thinking.

6. Randomly, when I stick Diet Cream Soda in the freezer at the Desk Job, it starts to grow its own body parts. Including nipples. Disturbing, but admit it... oddly fascinating.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

today is a day unlike any other

Today we welcome the new hope, and sweep the cobwebs and dust away.

Congratulations, Mr. President, on not just your new job, but also your ability to transcend race, gender and party issues.

iconic Hope poster by Shepard Fairey

Sunday, January 18, 2009

a long winter and it's not yet over

My grandfather, Bumpa, otherwise known as Daniel Meagher Jr., passed away on the first of the year.

Bumpa was Lois' husband; a charismatic dapper man who met my grandmother during WWII when he was the leader of the AirCobras, an Air Force band, and my grandmother was the singer. They had a life together that could have been a movie: both of them beautiful, musically talented, and absolutely, positively head over heels in love with one another.

While it was sad to see him go, it is nice to know that my grandmother has him with her now.

This picture was taken in Chicago right around the time they were married.

So it's been quite a holiday, what with my sizzled computer (still acting up, with no Mac in sight), family visits, and this sad piece of news. I'm glad now that things have settled though and you and I can start having conversations again.