February 28, 2008

Valentine's Day 2008

We made art on Valentine's Day this year:

These aspen trees are wonderful! How does he do it?

I know what you're thinking: "what's that bottle of Nutella doing there?" I assure you it's all part of the secret process.

February 25, 2008

Court Quotes, Volume I, Issue 2 - The Dream Crusher

Municipal Court. Judge is questioning a young man while the parents look sternly on.

J: Are you in school now?
YM: No.
[Young man wipes his nose with his jacket sleeve behind the unwashed curtain of his long, stringy hair.]
J: What are you doing now?
YM: Hanging out.
J: What do you want to do in the future? I mean, what's your plan for the future?
YM: To be an architectural engineer.
[Parents straighten their backs and put tight little smiles of repressed pride on their faces. Young man looks around the room with a cynical smirk and hooks a finger in his belt loop to hike up his drooping pants.]
J: That's gonna require a whole lot more school. At least four years of college so . . .
[Judge raises his eyebrows and lets the question hang there for a few seconds.]
YM: Yeah.
J: How much schooling do you have?
YM: 11th grade.
J: But you want to be an architectural engineer?
YM: Yes.
J: So why did you stop?
YM: Kicked me out.
Dad: We want to get him into job service or the military. And to get him off the marijuana.

The judge then gave him the typical writing assignment. Maybe a research assignment about the evils of drug use or something.

The whole thing leaves me unsatisfied. The parents seem a bit out to lunch and the kid's fantasy life is clearly out of control.

On a happier note: look what Scott brought home for me:

Dim sum! Is he not the dreamiest? Love you baby. :)

February 16, 2008

Blogs are not simply 'journals on line.'

I literally had to wipe the dust off my journal this week. Some might say I've been neglecting it in favor of this blog. But those 'some' would be wrong - the content is different.

At the gym I read an article in the New Yorker about diaries. There were excerpts from Arthur Schlesinger, Jr. (urbane), Ronald Reagan (boring), and Andy Warhol (heh). Then I went to the front porch at Scott's house to think about the silly and uncontrollable melange my life has become. And to write something longhand. With a pen. (And take pictures of the steam rising from my Earl Grey - can you see it? It's on the right side, above the glass.)

Then I went downstairs to paint my journal gold.

February 10, 2008

Nifty Ad Slogan Generator

Here's how the blogosphere works:

I notice the Hatchet seems to be hawking her own line of t-shirts, like "which twin has the Hatchet?" Hilarious. I click through to "The Bloggess" only because her blog has a cool name, but I have such a good time there I add her site to my list of favorites. I grow enamored of the possibility that I, too, may generate my very own pink-T-Shirt-wearing sloganized memorialization of the Red Flashlight. I click through to The Advertising Slogan Generator, and post the results for your viewing pleasure.

February 4, 2008

Rehearsal Dinner Location

Scott's Mom found us a great location for our rehearsal dinner! The Molkery in Denver:

Historic. Recently renovated. Surrounded by a large park with big playground. Very cool for the ARMY of children that will be there. Thanks, Scott's Mom! :o)