Saturday, February 27, 2010

Welcome to my Saturdaze

     Well, hello kids.  Finished the work week and that's always a bright plus.  G2 is off snowmobiling.  I go out of town next weekend, to SanteFe with some girlfriends.
     I never sleep well when I am home alone.  I am not scared as if someone came in and tried to hurt me or the kids I would kill them with my bare hands, because I know karate and seven other Japanese words.
     Tonight I am going over to my neighbors for Mexican food, a few drinks and guitar.  Perfect.  Hope your weekend is perfect too.  Carol
PS "keep your thoughts positive because your thoughts become your words. Keep your words positive because your words become your behaviors. Keep your behaviors positive because your behaviors become your habits. Keep your habits positive because your habits become your values. Keep your values positive because your values become your destiny." ~Gandhi

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

photos from the past

Well I can say I am tiring of the Olympic games.  I will stay tuned though for the women's skating.  The U.S. champion is from my very own fair city of CO Springs,CO.  Rachel Flatts.  Go Rachel.

Yesterday a guy from the utilities showed up at the house while I was home for lunch.  Cute guy, I thought.  He said he wanted to look at our utility pole in the backyard because there's a good chance it needs to be replaced.  I said, "ok lets take a look", I pointed at the pond and said," don't step  there, it's a pond there's a trail right there."  So what did he do?, he turned and stepped right through the ice up to his knee.  Well, he said sorry and I was thinking stupid cute baffoon.  He wasn't hurt, which was good. He came back 10 minutes later and had lost his sunglasses, which we searched for through the snow for 10 minutes before finding them. I thought, someone's having a rough day.

Later on I was talking to G2 and he said too bad cause the guy probably killed all the fish when he broke though the ice.  I guess the change in the pressure and the repercussions are enough to annihilate fish in a small area.  So now I am thinking, way to go dumb ass.  I am hoping against the odds the fish are around come Spring.  Actually I am saying a prayer for them, you may if you'd like.  Dumb fuck, not you, the cute utility baffoon.

The Wellbutrin made me a little edgy-speedy this morning.  You know crawling scalp.  I'll give it one more day before I call in. Just hope I don't have a panic attack.  Other than that I stepped up the treadmill to an hour a day.  What I am boring you?  Well here's a series of photos from the past, some of these I reconized, some,not. I'll split it up into two days:

I guess she was hot. Even with camel toe.

The fab....three

Fun with guns

He looks emo scarey
 at least she's under 200 lbs.

Better days


who are they,just kiddin

Who knew?

Cuban revolution in the works

forever young, not.

Who cut his hair with yard shears?

Would have never guessed.

The king

his father looks like Martin Sheen.

Looks more like David Bowie and his mom

Odd couple.

looks like he's carrying around her head.

getting pussy.

hey you got a bug on yer head.

more tomorrow..C.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Can't get enough

...of those Olympic games.  Just the Winter ones.  What can I say, I was born in Lake Placid, NY, so just by shear birthplace I got it in my blood.  You have to do something in the snow and ice since it's on the ground from Nov. through May.  We used to flood our front lawn and skate on the ice, much to the chagrin of the mailman.  But enough about me.
    There's been a few highlights, Apolo Yoko Ohno lucked out when two Korean skaters took each other out.  I am not saying he's not talented, he very much so is.  I am saying without the fall, he would have not medaled.  He probably will pick up a few more, howevah.
  Very happy for women downhillers Vonn and Mancusco and so very proud of the mogul skiiers Hannah Kearney and Shannon Bahrke, gold and bronze respectively. Man they can move.

Way to go Bode Miller for getting yourself out of the bars and back into medal contention.  Just like every sport needs their playboy sex kitten they also need a bad boy with a comeback story.  Bronze in the Downhill and silver in the Super G....

Also worth mentioning,

Evan Lysacek upset Plushencho for the gold.  All the other men skaters looked like boys compared to him and his towering stature and five o'clock shadow. 

Jonny Weir wore a bustier the first night and a crown of roses the second.  The no-holds barred gay guy likes his flambouant costumes and he backs up his performance with some great skating.  Now if he can out run PETA supporters.

Did you see Sean White a few nights ago?  Man can that guy fly, what an athlete.  He already had the gold medal but still did a phenominal run to outscore himself.  What a guy.....

 Here's some meat........

I went and got some happy pills from the Dr.Thursday.  Wellbutrin.  The same stuff prescribed for quitting smoking.  I can't say I feel better since I have only taken them for two days.  But I feel better cause I took care of it.  Don't worry I won't become a slave to the chemicals.

Doesn't that sound good?  A caribbean beach..mmmm...BTW I've been at 15 followers for a few weeks now.  So if you read this and you like it, or not, start following.  Maybe I wouldn't need the happy pills.
Well I'm pretty spent.  We went to pick up our son from robotics and this one mom was there and sweet Jesus, she just went on and on about her kids and competitive soccer and who plays in the fucking band and how this one can do that ect...  I just smiled, shook my head yes,and was very congenial but I could see G2 ready to scream out "Lady I don't give a shit'

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

The kid behind A Brief History of Pretty Much Everything

The kid behind A Brief History of Pretty Much Everything

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Found this on the Christian Science Monitor, you may have seen this but it's pretty cool low-budget animation and a school project at that.  c.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

The waiting is the hardest part.... son is in the shower.  I will drive him to his robotics class shortly.  Then I'll figure out what to do for the lunch I'll provide for 15-20 kids working in the class.  I could make lasanga or just buy some pizzas.  I know they would like homemade better, but pizzas easier and also liked. 
   Saw some of the opening games last night ......................

I wondered what artistic genius made this shape?

I know it's a polar bear.  I thought it looked very simple. And like a gingerbreadcookie monster.

I think what was on the minds of many was the death of the luge rider from Georgia

This is the link of the accident  luge death.  Sorry.  RIP Nodar.  There were reports of concern about the luge track being too fast being voiced all week.  Wished they would have listened.  Now they are launching an investigation into the death instead of evaluating the concerns over the condidtions.  What happens when too fast is not fast enough?
  On a positive note, I thought Sarah McLachlan was stunning and I would put a link here to her performance of "One Dream" but they want money for it so sorry.

I taped the rest of the ceremonies and went on to watching some murder/missing person's shows on ID Discovery channel.  This is my new favorite channel.  It has missing persons and murder shows. I have no idea why I love these shows. I know I am so wacky.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Little darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter

This is what I here from my daughter's alarm clock every morning at 7am
Here Comes The Sun
I will never get sick of that song, well maybe, let's see how long her Beatles phase lasts.

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away.. not really, but I went to type out yesterday and that's what came out after referring to the Beatles earlier.

Yesterday, I went to cover a memorial service at Fort Carson for five fallen soldiers. These are never easy, emotionally or photographically.  The army gives you nothing to photograph except the stagnant memorial on the sanctuary and the color guard performing the volleys and taps.  I know there's lots of emotion, and I bet some of the families' do want to tell their stories. On the other hand, I am sure the army doesn't want to feel like they are serving them up to the hungry media.  Anyway, I just feel really bad for them.  All of these soldiers died so young.  I am not quite sure why. I know how they died, bomb attack, but why.  Sure, I know what the government want us to believe but I'm not sure if I do.  But, for the families sake I won't believe it was for nought.

I think of the John Prine song Sam Stone and know of all the troubles that come back with some of the soldiers. They risked their necks for this country and come back with PTSD or in a box,  all for the price of our freedom?  I hope so. 

There's a hole in daddy's arm, where all the money goes,
Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose.
Little pitchers have big ears,
Don't stop to count the years,
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.

  I have been working on a project about medical marijuana.  You would not believe all the dispensaries blooming all over the city.  They smell like a giant bud really good weed, wafting as I walked into these places.  I was worried about picking up my son from school today after just being in a few of their waiting rooms.  Most of them charge around $60 for an eighth of an ounce.  You need a Dr.'s script and then a medical card that costs a couple hundred bucks  in order to get in the door to these places.  Since both the reporter and I look like somebody's mother and maybe even grandmother and seeing we are on professional business they let us come through to check it out.

This guy used to be a Broadway stage tech until his Aunt got cancer and they figured they better help her get some good bud.  The are in business together selling weed in jars.

This was the back of a T-shirt on the wall of one of the dispensaries.  

Anyhow I hope your five -day forecast is all sunny, mostly sunny or partly cloudy whatever you may prefer.  C.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Happy Birthday G2 on Superbowl Sunday

Happy 50th G2

This past Sunday I surprised my husband for his 50th birthday at our Superbowl party. He was surprised but he's a modest guy and likes no fuss about him.  It worked out okay, but would have been better if it was a seperate occasion.

Our friend KJ made some great food.  This is just the cakes and appetizer course.  There was so much food she only cooked half of what she brought.

Our friends Charlotte and Janie made the cakes.  They were awesome and in the words of Janie's husband OT, "They were a bunch of mutherfuckin cake-eaters"  It's hard not to pound down cake when it's so good.

A recycled birthday poster, and Who dat?

The crowd

and some cheering
....we realized how small out bungalow is when we were setting up the living room.

Beautiful Janie lit the candles

a G2 blew them out

and out

and he read some cards

Hello baby.

Hey we had a good time. And the underdog team won.  We all sang When the Saints Come  Marching In after the game.  Trust me, we sounded great.  The best thing to come out of the party was $250 for G2's quit smoking hypnosis, well done friends. Thank You.  Now he has to do his part.

Friday, February 5, 2010

It's been an interesting day

to say the least.   But it is Friday so I am smiling.  I was at an assignment called a Braille Challenge at the local Deaf and Blind School  when my boss called and said a guy was dying so try to make it to Penrose Hospital quick to photograph a volunteer that was with him while he passed on.  I know,wierd..  The  program is called "No One Dies Alone". The story was about the volunteers who sit with people who either have no family or the family can't make it or the family doesn't want to make it.  Well I made it after driving around corners on two wheels and the PR guy said no face of the dying man in the photo please and I'll spare you the face cause I'll not forget it soon. So he didn't die while I was there thankfully.  And he wasn't alone.

Anyway I went back to the Deaf and Blind school and photographed their competition.  It was pretty cool.

The blind students used this machine called a braille writer to transpose audio tapes.  The challenge has several parts and it was interesting how they interact except I could only photograph certain kids.

Another assignment earlier this week was with a blind gentleman that helps rescue lost and homeless animals by way of a neighborhood network. His computer talks and tells him the keystrokes.  Cool.

I know, I was on the blind beat this week. In the past I would always get all the dog assignments. Just a coincidence.

Another assignment I photographed was a student mariachi band at a local Jr. High.  I'm including this photo mainly because of what it said in the background "Music can change the world, because it can change true Bono.

This is what the class looked like pieced together from three frames.

 This is a poster I put together for my husband's 50 th birthday party we're throwing on Sunday.  I guess if we gave a shit about the game I'd throw it some other time, but he needs to go snowmobiling for his birthday.  So he'll never guess, never,unless he reads this.  He said he never does.  I 'll fill you in about the party later. Got a half keg of brew beer and a 1.75 of Beam.  Should be fun. Hope you have fun too.  Have a great weekend.  C.