In honor of the upcoming release of the movie New Moon and because only one other person will see it both here and when I reveal it on Facebook tomorrow, my new copyright infringing masterpiece:
(Picture was here. You missed it!)
I'm not really a Team Jacob girl (Jacob would be the one in the middle. He's the werewolf. Edward, on the left, is the vampire) but I didn't have any say in the creation of the original movie poster. Next time I should though...and maybe get this hot young unknown actress to be the new Bella.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Colors...colors...colors...
Subtitle: This ain't what Ice T was talkin' about.
On a beautiful fall late afternoon last week, I hooked up Hooch, grabbed a poop bag and the camera and headed out for pictures.
I just happened to look back and saw the maple in our front yard illuminated from the sun. I love how everything around it is green and this is not.
The main entrance to the park that is one block over.
This is one of my favorite parts of the park no matter the season. I call it the 'hall of trees' because of how the trees seem to be planted straight down this opening on either side.
No photo collection dedicated to fall is complete without the typical rainy day shot.
On a beautiful fall late afternoon last week, I hooked up Hooch, grabbed a poop bag and the camera and headed out for pictures.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Blogger Scratch 'n Sniff
While working today and letting my brain wander elsewhere while I was, I remembered in one of my previous versions of this blog that I once had an entry about what I imagined my fellow bloggers smelled like. A couple of those bloggers remain and I still think they would smell like they did a few years ago in the original entry but now that there are a few more added, I thought I would do the list again and include the newbies.
Sage: He's definitely the same. I picture him smelling the same as the pine tree in a Winnie The Pooh scratch 'n sniff book I had as a kid.
Ed: He too is definitely the same. He smells like when you boil corn-on-the-cob and you can smell it and you know that it's ready.
A.I.: A mix of fresh air and shoe polish with just a very subtle earthy scent of dog. Not stinky dog. There is a difference between the two. I love Hooch's earthy scent but not so much when he passes over the invisible line into stink.
David Pogue: He is definitely aftershave/man lotion (motion?) of some type. Not cologne but a softer scent like what you would use on sensitive skin after shaving.
Sotamies: This one is way too easy...I've never experienced it but I'm pretty confident he smells like my Finnish relatives. Hard to describe but there is an undertone of coffee in the scent.
Shan: Similar to David Pogue but more cologne than aftershave so it's a bit more noticeable along with a bit of that 'fresh from the shower' smell.
Bone: Coppertone sunscreen with a subtle hint of gymnasium.
TC: Baby powder.
It's probably not wise to ask but I can't resist...what would I smell like?
Ed: He too is definitely the same. He smells like when you boil corn-on-the-cob and you can smell it and you know that it's ready.
A.I.: A mix of fresh air and shoe polish with just a very subtle earthy scent of dog. Not stinky dog. There is a difference between the two. I love Hooch's earthy scent but not so much when he passes over the invisible line into stink.
David Pogue: He is definitely aftershave/man lotion (motion?) of some type. Not cologne but a softer scent like what you would use on sensitive skin after shaving.
Sotamies: This one is way too easy...I've never experienced it but I'm pretty confident he smells like my Finnish relatives. Hard to describe but there is an undertone of coffee in the scent.
Shan: Similar to David Pogue but more cologne than aftershave so it's a bit more noticeable along with a bit of that 'fresh from the shower' smell.
Bone: Coppertone sunscreen with a subtle hint of gymnasium.
TC: Baby powder.
It's probably not wise to ask but I can't resist...what would I smell like?
Monday, October 12, 2009
The Other Side Of The Story
I remember the first time I was on an airplane. It was in 1997 and I was about 3. I remember it for 2 reasons: I got to stay up late and because of this man that sat on the other side of the aisle from me.
When he got on board, he sat right down and started reading. I couldn't read yet so I don't know what it was but I could tell from the cover that it was probably one that I would not enjoy. Shortly after, the flight attendant passed out bags of peanuts. As I was trying to open my bag, I looked over and saw the man downing the bag of peanuts straight from the bag and not eating them one or two at a time. While I was staring at him in amazement, I noticed there were a few peanuts still scattered on the light blue shirt that he was wearing and I laughed to myself thinking "Is he saving those for later?" "I wonder when they will fall off of his shirt...oh he just moved...nope, the nuts are still there". I was enthralled, waiting for those few nuts to fall off.
Then he caught me staring at him as we were getting our drinks. Shoot, thought I, now what? I know...I'll just smile at him like I'm being friendly and not because I'm laughing at the nuts on his shirt (Sidenote: I was pretty advanced at age 3 mentally).
As I smile at him while trying not to give the impression that I am laughing at him, he smiles back at me. I have been so enthralled by watching if or when the nuts will fall off of his shirt, I have neglected to eat mine so in the hopes of adding to the collection, I offer him one. And then another. Before I know it, this guy has taken all the peanuts from me, a sweet and innocent little girl. Now I'm starved and no longer care about the peanuts still clinging to his shirt.
I still have bad memories of this. I'm pretty sure this is why I don't like guys or anything in the nut family. All because of him.
- The Girl That Offered The Man Some Peanuts
To read the man's side of the story, click here.
When he got on board, he sat right down and started reading. I couldn't read yet so I don't know what it was but I could tell from the cover that it was probably one that I would not enjoy. Shortly after, the flight attendant passed out bags of peanuts. As I was trying to open my bag, I looked over and saw the man downing the bag of peanuts straight from the bag and not eating them one or two at a time. While I was staring at him in amazement, I noticed there were a few peanuts still scattered on the light blue shirt that he was wearing and I laughed to myself thinking "Is he saving those for later?" "I wonder when they will fall off of his shirt...oh he just moved...nope, the nuts are still there". I was enthralled, waiting for those few nuts to fall off.
Then he caught me staring at him as we were getting our drinks. Shoot, thought I, now what? I know...I'll just smile at him like I'm being friendly and not because I'm laughing at the nuts on his shirt (Sidenote: I was pretty advanced at age 3 mentally).
As I smile at him while trying not to give the impression that I am laughing at him, he smiles back at me. I have been so enthralled by watching if or when the nuts will fall off of his shirt, I have neglected to eat mine so in the hopes of adding to the collection, I offer him one. And then another. Before I know it, this guy has taken all the peanuts from me, a sweet and innocent little girl. Now I'm starved and no longer care about the peanuts still clinging to his shirt.
I still have bad memories of this. I'm pretty sure this is why I don't like guys or anything in the nut family. All because of him.
To read the man's side of the story, click here.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Does Hallmark make cards for this?
Happy National Depression Screening Day!
A snippet of a video in honor of today which could very well push you over the edge:
A snippet of a video in honor of today which could very well push you over the edge:
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Going through the Big D and I don't mean Dallas
Last week I had the opportunity to do something I have managed to do very little over my lifetime and that is to go into Detroit. The brother-in-law mocks us because we don't but really, everything people go there for can be found elsewhere. Most of the concerts are actually held in a northern suburb. In the mood for an Irish pub? Ann Arbor has a couple of those. In the mood to buy illegal substances and possibly get shot? Welcome to the south side of Ypsilanti.
A few weeks ago my older brother emailed me and my younger brother to see if we were interested in a Tiger game. I hadn't been to see a game in quite awhile and the only time I was at the new stadium was a few years ago for a Bon Jovi concert so I was up for it. An additional benefit was that my younger brother was a half season ticket owner up until a couple of years ago so he knew where to park and how to get there so of course, he was the chosen one to drive.
After we met up a convenient location for everyone, we piled into the CRV and headed down. It took us only 30 minutes or so to get there but as I was staring out of the backseat window, I was fascinated by everything - white people jogging, the torn down old Tiger Stadium, streets I had heard of only on the news. My brother finally arrived at the parking structure that he usually parks at which is a few blocks away. To give you an idea how far...it cost us $8. The parking lots right next to the stadium are $25.
I had heard about this parking structure with its ornate carvings inside so it was fascinating to see it for myself especially after reading a recent edition of Time about the fall of Detroit. In it, they mentioned a theater that was then converted into a parking structure and included a picture of this ornate building with cars parked on what looked like the floor of what was once an auditorium:
Lo and behold, this parking structure I was in was the infamous Michigan Theater that was turned into a parking structure.
I didn't have time to explore but as I was fascinated by the building so the next day, I Googled it and found this before and after shot:
For the ballgame we parked just to the left of where the cars are in the 'Present' photo. When I found this picture, I just stared at these two pictures that were obviously taken in the same direction and how much it has changed and the stories it could tell. You could still see the holes where the chandeliers once hung in what was the lobby. I had never met this this building before but I felt overwhelmingly sad.
I know this has been happening all over Detroit as shown in the slideshows that accompanied the Time article online (some of which are found here with the second most disturbingly neglected building being the train station) but it had always felt so remote since I don't live here and rarely visit it until I actually saw the beauty of one of these places that still remains. I can't imagine how hard it must be for people that remember when Detroit was the place to be and seeing how far it has fallen or having seen a show in this theater and now you were parking your car at about the same area you once sat or loving architecture like this and the train station and seeing what it could be one day again but unable to do anything about it.
A few weeks ago my older brother emailed me and my younger brother to see if we were interested in a Tiger game. I hadn't been to see a game in quite awhile and the only time I was at the new stadium was a few years ago for a Bon Jovi concert so I was up for it. An additional benefit was that my younger brother was a half season ticket owner up until a couple of years ago so he knew where to park and how to get there so of course, he was the chosen one to drive.
After we met up a convenient location for everyone, we piled into the CRV and headed down. It took us only 30 minutes or so to get there but as I was staring out of the backseat window, I was fascinated by everything - white people jogging, the torn down old Tiger Stadium, streets I had heard of only on the news. My brother finally arrived at the parking structure that he usually parks at which is a few blocks away. To give you an idea how far...it cost us $8. The parking lots right next to the stadium are $25.
I had heard about this parking structure with its ornate carvings inside so it was fascinating to see it for myself especially after reading a recent edition of Time about the fall of Detroit. In it, they mentioned a theater that was then converted into a parking structure and included a picture of this ornate building with cars parked on what looked like the floor of what was once an auditorium:
Lo and behold, this parking structure I was in was the infamous Michigan Theater that was turned into a parking structure.
I didn't have time to explore but as I was fascinated by the building so the next day, I Googled it and found this before and after shot:
For the ballgame we parked just to the left of where the cars are in the 'Present' photo. When I found this picture, I just stared at these two pictures that were obviously taken in the same direction and how much it has changed and the stories it could tell. You could still see the holes where the chandeliers once hung in what was the lobby. I had never met this this building before but I felt overwhelmingly sad.
I know this has been happening all over Detroit as shown in the slideshows that accompanied the Time article online (some of which are found here with the second most disturbingly neglected building being the train station) but it had always felt so remote since I don't live here and rarely visit it until I actually saw the beauty of one of these places that still remains. I can't imagine how hard it must be for people that remember when Detroit was the place to be and seeing how far it has fallen or having seen a show in this theater and now you were parking your car at about the same area you once sat or loving architecture like this and the train station and seeing what it could be one day again but unable to do anything about it.
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