You all know what a sucker I am for on-line generators and quizzes. Every time I find a fun new website I think that’s it, I must have seen them all and then I stumble on another…and another….and another. And I don’t spend all that much time on-line either, honest! As a matter of fact, last week I finally finished my feverish work on novel #3 and entered it in the ABNA contest. When I got up today I realized that this is the first day in many many months where I really feel like my time is my own. This weekend I even went to the craft store and bought stuff to make my future granddaughter a gift. I haven’t had the time , energy, or motivation to make something simply for the joy of creating in a long time and it really feels good. Anyhoo, the latest website. During Obama’s campaign a street artist named Shepard Fairey designed a poster (now somewhat controversial) that became very popular. I made the bookbabie poster at a neat website based on Fairey’s art called obamiconme. It’s free, no downloads, and after you set up an account it saves all your posters. Check it out, even if you didn’t vote for you-know-who, it’s still a lot of fun 😉
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robert downey Jr.@skywatch
Look who stopped by the old fishing pond across the street and ruined my SkyWatch Friday shot, what a ham!
more robert downey Jr.
On his nomination for best supporting actor for his comedic role in the movie Tropic Thunder: “It’s about time narcissistic, accolade-seeking idiotic actors were formally recognized,” deadpans Downey, speaking from the Brooklyn, New York set of Sherlock Holmes. “It’s been a long, hard road for us.”
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robert downey Jr.
I was reading the paper this morning and it said that Robert Downey Jr. likes to Google himself, “…I do have that shortcoming. It’s really fun.” So I’m setting up a trap for him, kind of like Ellen did for George Clooney (okay, exactly like Ellen did for George). I made the pics of Mr. Downey Jr. at funphotobox.com, a free website with tons of cool templates you can add your own photos to. So click a bunch on this post and leave a comment too even if you don’t like the guy (but how couldn’t you? he ‘s almost as cute as George) so his Google bot will find us!
P.S. I should be writing right now, I have one week to finish my novel if I want to enter it in the Amazon contest, this post is a total ADD/avoidance/denial/anxiety driven exercise in poor time management..sigh…
new chapter
The way for a young man to rise is to improve himself in every way he can, never suspecting that anybody wishes to hinder him. ~Abraham Lincoln
skywatch friday
Last week a posted a photo from a past January trip to Cancun, this week a photo of why I wish I was in Cancun again right now. As lovely as winter can be here in Michigan, it was -9 when I got up today and when it’s that cold you just don’t want to leave the house. I did step out to take my SkyWatch photo though, now I think I’m going to go drink a pot of hot coffee and defrost my toes by the fire!
Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire: it is the time for home. ~Edith Sitwell
one more hug
A few nights ago I was dreaming that I was in strange apartment at some kind of family get-together. There were small round tables set up and I was scanning the people at the tables, looking for my mom. I walked over and peered around a half wall and saw her. She appeared how I remember her at the end of her life when she was very ill and I didn’t want to see her that way so I went back and sat down at another table. When I looked up she was sitting across from me, healthy and young, younger than I have conscious memory of her. She tried to say something but I couldn’t understand her so we got up and moved toward each other and we embraced.
I was going to tell her that I wanted her to give me a sign or come to me in my dreams so that I would know that she was okay. But as I wrapped my arms around her and felt the softness of her short curly hair against my left cheek, I suddenly understood what seemed to be happening so instead I simply said, “I just wanted to tell you that you were a great mom.” I woke up with my lips moving and I heard my own whispered voice speaking out loud, “…a great mom.”
skywatch friday
They’ll be no vacations this year to escape the cold and snow (8 more inches this weekend!) but here’s a pic for Skywatch from a past foray to the land of sun and sand. Of course, I’m actually in the sky looking down on the clouds instead of up, hope it still counts. That’s a bird’s eye view of Cancun Mexico, ahhh:)
The air up there in the clouds is very pure and fine, bracing and delicious. And why shouldn’t it be? – it is the same the angels breathe. ~Mark Twain
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