yes, really.

facebook

2009-04-23T21:45:00.003-05:00

so...i'm reading in the news lately that there are people who are (admitting to be) *addicted* to facebook.

seriously?

really?

these are people who admit they have greater responsibilities, i.e. Children, Families, Jobs, etc. yet "can't help themselves" from spending hours upon end on facebook every day, neglecting before-mentioned responsibilities, pining over past relationships once they *friend* a long-lost acquaintance, be them friendships or romantic interludes, that are OVER and in the past.

really? let's not worry about the economy. or raising decent children as caring, responsible human beings who will someday decide our future and whether or not we will wear diapers in a public facility or be carefully coddled in the privacy of a family home. or about REAL addictions like kiddie porn, or gambling, or anything else REAL. c'mon, people. this is just our scared generation trying to make up for the fact that the Internet hasn't existed our ENTIRE life and we feel slighted at the fact that technology is moving faster than we can keep up with. we're trying to make up for lost time, and we're just looking like jackasses in the process.

*news flash* = get over it. get outside. read a book. go on a picnic. take a hike. play with your kids, for god's sake - why did you have them if you're just going to stick them in front of the tv? that's cruel to do even to your pets.

get off the internet. there are hundreds of Law & Order episodes that go unwatched every day b/c of people addicted to the internet rather than Cable TV, which is apparently not the *in thing* anymore. turn off your computer and turn on your TV already. sheesh.

Rock on, Opera Memphis!!

2009-04-07T20:59:00.012-05:00

so, Adam Klein is playing the title role at Opera Memphis' production of Faust this month. Fascinating character. Amazing what one can do with some imagination, initiative, hard work, and - oh yeah - Talent. And, the opera will feature ballet (which is usually not included in Faust productions b/c of length and some other inane reasons), and following the opera will be a special performance by On a Dead Machine. and i bet the blue hairs stay and Love It!

And people dare to say Memphis is just barbecue and Elvis. As if!

sigh

2009-02-07T20:11:00.000-06:00

and, yet, i tolerate.

XY

2009-02-07T16:01:00.001-06:00

I do not fully understand, much less appreciate, the Y chromosome. i mean, really, what are they thinking? oh, wait - they're not. exactly. now i get it.

*sigh*

do thumbthing~i'm an art director; i don't pay attention to words!

2009-02-04T22:21:00.006-06:00

trust me. no, really, TRUST ME. i think i just found my new inspiration. i found a show that perfectly describes the pace and insanity of my everyday job...except, of course, for the title of creative director, the posh job in a high-paying firm in which i can still wear jeans to work (since i'm the creative director), the beautiful corner office with the cityscape view (chicago, ny or seattle, of course), the assistant, and everything else that TV can provide that i always dreamed my job would entail. but, it's Brilliant. and Funny. and i can Relate To It. the underlings. the clients. the people who take your ideas and throw them under a city bus while laughing hysterically...
*sigh*
this and madmen, i'm tellin' ya...

i love my job. seriously. yes, really.

drink out of the milk carton - c'mon, you know you want to.

2009-02-04T09:38:00.002-06:00

you know what's great about living alone (there's not time for the complete list, but this is a recent epiphany)? you can drink out of the milk carton. that's right, just like your mom always told you not to, and just like you always told Him not to. it's liberating, girls, and i highly recommend it. it even makes me kinda want to grunt and scratch myself...but really, why is that ever necessary?

Gobama!

2009-01-21T13:46:00.000-06:00

is it just me, or is the sun shining a little brighter today?

an open aplogy to boomers everywhere

2008-11-10T23:35:00.002-06:00

from salon.com 11/5. nothing to add.

Thank You, Ohio.

2008-11-05T16:37:00.002-06:00

And to the two people I know there, Chris and Benjamin, I heart you both so very much. thank you extra very special oh so much. You should be proud to know you helped Ohio put Obama in the White House! You two will always hold an extra special place in my heart.

Belva Ann Lockwood

2008-11-04T11:47:00.004-06:00

Wikipedia describes Belva Ann Lockwood as, "a United States attorney, politician, educator and author." Lockwood ran for president in 1884 and 1888 on the National Equal Rights Party ticket and was the first woman to appear on official ballots for presidency (Victoria Woodhull was nominated in 1872, but was not officially put on the ballot, for many disputed reasons). Lockwood fought against both social practice and the very limited legal status of women, obtaining many "firsts" in the U.S. for women, both in social and legal circles. Read more about her here.

Now, go VOTE if you haven't already!

VOTE TODAY!!

2008-11-04T09:25:00.004-06:00

No matter who you choose to vote for (although I sincerely hope you aren't going to vote for a beauty queen who doesn't know geography), please VOTE! If you don't, then shame on you. And, if you don't, you are giving up your right to complain about anything that you don't agree with that happens for the next four years. So please leave the rest of us responsible citizens alone and quit your whining.

choose good times.

2008-11-03T21:34:00.002-06:00

even though the day was spent warding off idiocy, i feel strangely calm. hopefully i can sustain that feeling for the entire week.

it's complicated. but i'm figuring it out.

2008-11-02T22:31:00.005-06:00

i gave up on fairytales a long time ago. but i still believe in fairies. and i'm beginning to find my way back to a good place. a place i had forgotten about. a place i had almost given up on ever finding again. a place i had resigned myself to only reading about. or writing about. but i've started down a road, opened a door...so, let's see where it goes.

Mad Men

2008-07-13T15:23:00.002-05:00

Once again, Michael Beirut has turned me on to something truly great. This time, it's a smart, sassy television series from AMC titled "Mad Men."

i hate adulthood

2008-07-09T19:40:00.007-05:00

Seriously. why must everything be so darn complicated? Like changing banks, for instance. Online banking has spoiled us - there's no need to write any checks, no need to ever buy stamps; all you have to do is enter your account number, remember your password (which is another rant) and off you go, ready to pay bills at the push of a button. And automatic withdrawal - heavens, that's even easier!

But, heaven forbid you change institutions. It's more complicated than divorcing and changing your name back!

I've just spent an hour and a half online, changing routing numbers, account numbers, confirming passwords, confirming addresses, copying secret words to verify that I am indeed a real person ...

i'll tell you what's confirmed.

I. Hate. Adulthood.

can't we just play all day? after all, isn't that why i'm a designer?

the speed of government process

2008-07-07T21:22:00.001-05:00

now, there's an oxymoron if ever i heard one.

really?

2008-07-06T21:47:00.004-05:00

so, i spent the past two days with my parents in the small town where i grew up, and it's always an experience. i love my parents, don't get me wrong, but there's a reason that children grow up and LEAVE HOME. visiting is great - it's where i grew up, after all, and i love the house and the woods and...but, i digress.

so, we spend the weekend going through old things - quilts, boxes of dishes, pictures...and some of it is wonderful, evokes memories of my childhood or of grandparents and family who have passed. and some of it, well, some of it holds no sentiment except maybe embarassment or confusion (seriously - i wore that? i liked that?) at any rate, it was a good weekend. always a good time to let mom & dad pamper me, eat food that's bad for me, and be in the middle of nostalgia and comfort.

and then, i come home. i'm all fired up about rearranging, purging, organizing...within an hour i have broken one of my favorite flower pots and one of my favorite glasses. is this a reminder that things are just that - Things? i have never been extremely materialistic - i wasn't raised that way, and my parents raised me to value memories, not material things.

But things DO hold memories, and that's what makes them important. Not because of what they are, but because of whose they were.

so, all in all, it was a good weekend. and, i break things a lot - i'm pretty clumsy. it's okay. after all, i keep saying i want to get rid of some of my stuff, right?

independence day, indeed.

2008-07-04T21:33:00.002-05:00

i find it funny that the older i get, the more i enjoy myself without any outside stimulation or provocation. a day full of laundry, filing, sweeping, dishes and walking the dog is comforting, liberating. a near perfect day. *sigh*

Happy Independence Day.