indigo dreams...

The lighter side...

2010-07-19T08:52:00.000-06:00

A couple of these are very reminiscent of typical at-home banter ;) have a laugh, on me!

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#1

One year, a husband decided to buy his mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a Christmas gift.

The next year, he didn't buy her a gift.

When she asked him why, he replied, "Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last year!"

And that's how the fight started.....

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#2

My wife walked into the den & asked "What's on the TV?" I replied "Dust".

And that's how the fight started.....

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#3

A woman is standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror. She is not happy with what she sees and says to her husband, 'I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.'

The husband replies, 'Your eyesight's damn near perfect.'

And that's how the fight started.....

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#4

My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, 'I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 200 in about 3 seconds.' I bought her a scale.

And that's how the fight started.....
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#5

I asked my wife, 'Where do you want to go for our anniversary?'

It warmed my heart to see her face melt in sweet appreciation.

'Somewhere I haven't been in a long time!' she said.

So I suggested, 'How about the kitchen?'

And that's how the fight started....

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#6

My wife and I are watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while we were in bed. I

turned to her and said, 'Do you want to have sex?'

'No,' she answered.

I then said, 'Is that your final answer?'

She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying 'Yes.'

So I said, 'Then I'd like to phone a friend.'

And that's how the fight started....

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#7

When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her someplace expensive. So, I took her to a gas station.

And that's how the fight started.....

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#8

I tried to talk my wife into buying a case of Miller Light for $14.95. Instead, she bought a jar of cold cream for $7.95. I told her the beer would make her look better at night than the cold cream.

And that's how the fight started.....

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#9

My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table.

My wife asked, 'Do you know her?'

'Yes,' I sighed, 'She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since.'

'My God!' says my wife. 'Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?'

And that's how the fight started.....

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#10

I rear-ended a car this morning. So, there we were alongside the road and slowly the other driver got out of his car.

You know how sometimes you just get soooo stressed and little things just seem funny?

Yeah, well I couldn't believe it. He was a DWARF!!!

He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted, 'I AM NOT HAPPY!!!'

So, I looked down at him and said, 'Well, then which one are you?'

And that's how the fight started.....
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#11

I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason, took my order first. 'I'll have the strip steak, medium rare, please.'

He said, 'Aren't you worried about the mad cow?'

'Nah, she can order for herself.'

And that's how the fight started.....

(excerpted from a random chain email, I did not write nor do I own the material above.)

Bravo, Jenny, Bravo.

2010-04-08T14:59:00.000-06:00

Anyone who really knows me, knows that I am a strong supporter of positivity. Like most concious humans, I can see that the world is in a sorry state in many ways; but I try to focus on the good, and encourage it to grow. It really seems like the only way one small person like me can really make a difference.

And that's why I am SOOOO proud of Jenny Lawson right now. Jenny's one of those blessed few who has the talent to make just about everybody laugh on a daily basis, is genuinely clever and funny and, I have to say, regularly brightens my day. I was never more honoured than the day when she knighted (well, actually duchess-ed) me via twitter :) But today she made me cry a little, with the absolute beauty of her words in response to a human rights travesty that occurred not that far from us, right over there in our sister nation to the south... read about it here.

Jenny, I, like many others I am sure, thank God for you.

OMG, has anyone read this?!? (AKA the Wildrose Alliance wants to hate you)

2009-11-09T18:03:00.007-07:00

Okay, so I don't actually have a lot of readers, so I don't know how effective this post could actually be. But have any of you followers of the Wildrose Alliance actually read their policies?

Check out their statement under the section entitled "human rights" - there is only one sentance - "strike section 3 of the Human Rights and Multiculturalism Act". Now, this act is a lengthy document, but if you read it, you'll see that Section 3 (see below for text) prohibits publications that discriminate on the basis of those pesky little annoyances, things like race, culture, sexual orientation, yada yada yada. They actually want to TAKE AWAY our protection against hate literature - because, apparently, the WA believes promoting hate is A-OK.

Headlines in the major newspapers are all speaking more and more lately to the fact that the Wildrose Alliance is taking Alberta by storm, snatching up the popular votes in opinion polls like Homer snatches up donuts. Does anyone else find this scary?

Next thing you know, they'll wanna take away our right to throw mandatory sex parties (just jokes. I actually don't think these are a good idea either - sorry hyperbole-and-a-half... you're sweet but I just don't think the idea will fly). The horror!

Section 3

Discrimination re publications, notices
3(1) No person shall publish, issue or display or cause to be published, issued or displayed before the public any statement, publication, notice, sign, symbol, emblem or other representation that
(a) indicates discrimination or an intention to discriminate against a person or a class of persons, or
(b) is likely to expose a person or a class of persons to hatred or contempt
because of the race, religious beliefs, colour, gender, physical disability, mental disability, age, ancestry, place of origin, marital status, source of income, family status or sexual orientation of that person or class of persons.
(2) Nothing in this section shall be deemed to interfere with the free expression of opinion on any subject.
(3) Subsection (1) does not apply to
(a) the display of a notice, sign, symbol, emblem or other representation displayed to identify facilities customarily used by one gender,
(b) the display or publication by or on behalf of an organization that
(i) is composed exclusively or primarily of persons having the same political or religious beliefs, ancestry or place of origin, and
(ii) is not operated for private profit,
of a statement, publication, notice, sign, symbol, emblem or other representation indicating a purpose or membership qualification of the organization, or
(c) the display or publication of a form of application or an advertisement that may be used, circulated or published pursuant to section 8(2),
if the statement, publication, notice, sign, symbol, emblem or other representation is not derogatory, offensive or otherwise improper.

My playlist

2009-10-12T11:33:00.001-06:00

Is just beginning :)

http://blip.fm/indigokid

or check out this old one on my sista's youtube:

http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=9758D7169C207769

I'm Yours

2009-08-22T12:37:00.000-06:00

Questions (Is it just me, or... ?)

2009-08-14T11:35:00.010-06:00

Ever feel like you're messing up everything around you, but you just can't stop yourself?
Ever notice you're not being as kind as you think you should be, but you're just moving to fast to be nice?
Ever feel like your head is too full of conflict to make a proper decision, or to handle important issues, but you have to anyway?
Ever feel like you have no idea what you're doing, but you have to do something, and you have no idea if it's the right thing, but you've gotta do it because it's what you believe in?
Ever feel judged?
Ever feel alone in the world and struggling to keep upright and moving forward, and wishing that someone would hold just hold your hand and tell you you're doing the right thing and to just keep going because that's the only way you'll get anywhere?
Ever feel like maybe you're just really too whiney, and should just suck it up (whatever it is that you think is hard), and just deal with it, and don't complain, 'cause no one wants to hear you complain anyway, and you're just bringing everyone around you down when you do it?

Or like you just want to reach out for help, but it's wrong of you to do so, cause GD-it you should be strong enough to handle your own sh*t?

Ever feel like you just need a hug, or a friend?

I know I never do ;) 'Cause if I did, I'd be weak. And no one would like me.

And there's no point in whining, anyway. Or feeling sorry for myself... it's counterproductive. Then again, contrary to my claims of being superman's female counterpart, I am only human. And while I would really, really like to be one of those people who's all sunshine and flowers coming out of their butt (because EVERYONE likes those people, and let's face it, as much as I say I don't care what other people think, what I really want most of all is just people to tell me I'm good - please tell me I'm good? hee heh, um, yeah. ) I can only maitain that positivity for so long before I too get dragged down by visions of doom and gloom when things start to go wrong.
So while I would like to reserve this location for cherry, chipper, and maybe even sometimes funny posts, I have to be myself and whine, at least a little, at least sometimes, I guess.

But that's enough for now.

I just hope y'all still like me :) <------ hopeful smile

4 2 da floor

2009-08-03T18:38:00.000-06:00

b. July 15, 1981

2009-07-24T12:37:00.010-06:00

28 years ago, it was, that...

God stood over His/er table with two cookie cutters, freshly made... S/he started with one but it split right there on the pane.

Now, God doesn't make mistakes, this was all part of the plan... though S/he thought it a bit too much for the world to use both right then.

So S/he put one aside for a year, and a little more (in His/er eyes, the briefest moment),

Used one, then the other, but this story's not 'bout the second.

Cause the two cutters were the same, but different, you see

So the story of you is like the story of me

But, being different, here there's room for only one

The most beautiful shining creature, blessed by the sun

Born in July, never too shy, just a smile from this girl makes me sigh

And swoon, and bloom, and never cry, but thankfully praise all above

For blessing me with her presence, her friendship, and her love :)

Happy Birthday to you, Natalie. Belated as these wishes are, you are brighter than every star in my eyes, and prettier too, and so it's only just that I honour you.

Catching Up

2009-07-23T12:39:00.004-06:00

Wow oh wow, I just discovered that I can post to my blog from work - woot woot! Now I can catch up on my postings over lunch hour; that is, when I'm not busy emailing ;) What a time-saver... and now I don't have to feel guilty for not updating. Sweet.

I don't know if you've noticed, but I love posting pictures on my blog. I've recently acquired some skills in the self-portrait department; it seems I wasn't properly motivated until just recently. Said motivation has made me see myself in a new light, a light that it is worthwhile to take pictures in, to remember just how pretty I felt becuase of, well, said motivator. You know who you are... well, you better!

But anyway, I recently cleared all the pictures off of my work computer in anticipation of someone else using it in September after I've moved on. I do have some on a flash drive, but nothing current. Boo-urns. Except I did find this one picture of a billboard that I was recently discussing with my apparently better half :

Pretty innocent looking, but when you read the text, you go "Wait. what? Does that mean what I think it means? Tee hee!" Lol. Hence why I took the picture. It's funny though, I noticed on my last trip to Edmonton that that particular mall is still using the same ad campaign, but I didn't see this particular ad anywhere... and when I took this pic, it was right on the front of the mall. I wonder what that means.

I am delighted by things like the ad above... but disappointed by things like it's removal, and what that removal could possibly mean. Does it speak to intolerance? Or is it just coincidence?

What do you think?

Ok, I'm a little tapped out creatively right now... so, in a feeble attempt to please, all I can offer is these... some more pictures of me!

2009-06-20T23:35:00.003-06:00

i love this song

2009-06-20T23:06:00.001-06:00

I heard it for the first time when I was just a teenager still.... What I always like best about it, is the way the guy sounds just so gleefully happy when he's singing the first line of the chorus...

This is a pretty strange video though. Oh, the nineties... lol.

This is Me ;)

2009-06-20T22:30:00.002-06:00

...patiently waiting for a kiss ;)

Pics of me, yipee !

2009-06-18T20:59:00.002-06:00

Frame Lake

2009-06-04T20:10:00.004-06:00

Some pictures from my walk :)

Love More

2009-06-04T19:51:00.009-06:00

When I returned from my recent excursion to Edmonton, I had a whole day to myself before my son and my sister returned home. I took the opportunity to take a nice long walk, and to reflect on the events of that excursion. What a time I had, what a time it was! Such delightful, delicious memories... too much to share here ;) But I had a lot on my mind, too... questions I didn't have answers for assaulted my brain. I tried to just let the thoughts float, not demanding answers, just being open...

Then I decided to walk through this little underpass by the Co-Op Grocery Store - it connects the store parking lot to the Frame Lake walking trail.

It was kinda creepy, 'cause it's so small, but kinda cool too. When I got through to the other side, I happened to glance over my shoulder,

and noticed a message left behind by some aspiring urban artist:

I smiled for the rest of my walk :)

Nice Wheels!

2009-05-26T13:23:00.005-06:00

I'm so totally supposed to be studying, but we had an unexpected delivery today. Okay, well, it was expected, just not expected today; I mean, we didn't know exactly when it would arrive. But Nikoli happened to be sick these past 3 days, and so I happened to be at home with him, when we got this phone call from MATCO saying they had a massive package for us and would we be at home to receive it because buddy's arms were getting tired? Okay, so they didn't say that last part but I imagined it and that's almost as good. Anyway, so the guy came and he had Nikoli's new bike! We were incedibly thrilled to get it; Nikoli, understandably, more than myself; so I made a video to share the happy times.

These are the best moments :D

I knew it!

2009-05-18T17:08:00.003-06:00

Even my horoscope knows about my powers, lol. But it's kinda funny, 'cause here I am at home, all alone... where're my magical connections?

Yay for travelling!!! Boo for homework!

2009-05-07T20:12:00.004-06:00

Ah, night class. That time has come again when I must put my nose to the grind and get educated, darn it all. But it's for the best.

Unfortunately, instead of being able to enjoy my creativity and virtual connection to the outer world, I'm going to have to spend a major portion of my free time with my nose buried in book. Sigh.

I'm officially on hiatus from daily posting; will attempt to post every 2-3 days, but can only promise once a week. My apologies to all my fans! Lol.

Oh yeah, by the way, YAAAAYY for travelling!!! Exactly one week from today I'll be far, far away - hurray!

I'm tired :(

2009-05-05T19:29:00.003-06:00

...the title says it all. I'm just gonna vegetate tonight, hopefully store up some energy for tomorrow.

G'night :)

Amazing

2009-05-04T23:44:00.003-06:00

I heard a snippet of this song while watching "Medium" tonight...

More from Dejah

2009-05-03T13:26:00.003-06:00

My sister found a new use for the eyes from Nikoli's googly-eye glasses:

Freaky, huh?

No wonder I can't get anything done... :D

2009-05-01T21:34:00.008-06:00

So I was intently pouring over the internet, reading my favorite blogs - From Day to Day, of course, and the bloggess, when my sister started rambling on about something or other, and then I noticed that she was sliding down off of the back of the loveseat right next to the computer and saying something about "no wonder people think I'm weird..." and I was all like "What?" and she was like "Well, no wonder people think I am weird 'cause here I am, perched on the back of the couch like a cat." I totally didn't notice, but that didn't stop me from daring her to get back up there and pose like a model, like a girl on top of a piano or something. She said "Okay, how much?" To which I replied "What do you mean, how much? I'm daring you, not betting-" when she interupted with "oh yeah, I guess that would be a bet.". We laughed, then she actually did it:

Then she was all like "Oh shit! Someone's coming!"

and all I could see was the above blur as she dived away like a coward! Lol, really though, she was a pretty good sport.

The Good Side of Science

2009-04-30T20:12:00.003-06:00

It's this kind of thing that helps me to remember that, generally speaking, things are getting better. :D

http://uk.reuters.com/news/video?videoId=102276&videoChannel=82&refresh=true

The words are coming... yay!

2009-04-28T22:06:00.005-06:00

I've been playing my guitar a lot lately; I'm starting to feel like my frustration is lifting and I'm getting somewhere with my musical expression. It's still slow going, but it is promising :D I feel like I can maybe start to filter life's impressions into the notes, and name them properly with my words; and, ultimately, sing them straight out into the world through the air and into the hearts of everyone who matters... this is what I've always yearned for.

I was looking over my oldest poems last night... there was only one that I thought might make a good song. I had to visit my old website to view them; I posted them there thinking it was the perfect place to store them and always be able to find them; but when I tried to sign in to the site I learned that it is being discontinued... d'oh! Now I've got to transfer all that's worth keeping. When I look at the site, I think to myself, that's really not much. I'm almost tempting to leave a large part of the poetry behind, too, because it's so very dark, most of it. But then I think that no, I can't do that, 'cause even though I don't like what my life was like then, I can't deny it. For some reason, I think there's some value in remembering where you've come from; it plays such a huge part in defining who you are.

Thinking back to those times, I am so thankful for where I am now. For the choices I'm making, the things I'm accomplishing, and for the life I'm building. And especially, for the people that are a part of it. And when I think of all the things that really matter, most of the things I think of are all about those people, and me doing my best to be one of those people that really matter, too.

Lol, I think I'm rambling now. And I'm too tired to re-read what I wrote... I hope I'm making sense. Aw, man, I gotta go to bed.

Sweet Dreams :)

Another drawing

2009-04-27T21:48:00.006-06:00

I sketched this little number when I was bored out of my mind during a training session at work. It's pretty simple, and pretty rough, but it's the first comic strip I ever drew. It makes me think of my manager, Inga. Lol. I keep it posted on my workstation wall to remind me that she's always there.

Sketches

2009-04-26T22:12:00.006-06:00

Just for fun, here's some old pen sketches I made :)

This last one is an image I saw in a dream that really struck a chord deep within me... I'm not entirely sure what it means, though it feels like a symbol of this yearning I feel for change on this planet. I can't really explain it. I intend on painting it one day :)

Old Poems - 2006

2009-04-25T17:08:00.003-06:00

1.

sleep
dreamland
why do I persist?
why do I return?
dreamland is heaven
when lucid
waking is such a let down
all they gave, all I got
was this key to paradise...
I'll hold it always.

2.

what is a dream, what is perception,
what can I gain from self-reflection -
is this all just misdirection,
tactics of lust for indiscretion..
or my brain's endless drive to ask a question?

Pretty Pretty Sky

2009-04-25T15:47:00.004-06:00

Family

2009-04-23T22:43:00.004-06:00

I came across these photos when I was perusing my Aunt's facebook page. They are of my grandmother Mildred, affectionately known by us kids of Gramma. When she was my age.

It's funny, when I see look at her face in this portrait, I see features that I recognize from my siblings and me; not so much my fair haired siblings as the others. Which is kinda weird, because my fair haired siblings definitely got the lionshare of their genes from her - no one else in our family has that fair appearance.

She was so kind. I remember loving her deeply when I was a small child.. I regret we weren't as close when I was older, before she passed. It makes me want to reach out to people more; to break out and say I am Lianna, I am here, and so are you, so who are you? Mostly, I don't. I'm shy. But, I am learning. And so far, I've learned that reaching out can reap great benefits.

I guess I'll keep on, then :)

Have you seen this yet?

2009-04-22T20:47:00.001-06:00

Well, now, that's refreshing!

2009-04-22T19:02:00.004-06:00

I once had the fortune to become acquainted with a delightful man named Shane. (I love that name ever since I became a fan of the L Word). He is from Ottawa (I think?) but was in Yellowknife to conduct a training session on the new all-in-one fully-integrated real-time system our department recently adopted. So, he was only here for about 3 or 4 days... but he was an absolute delight :) Very friendly, funny, flourish-y; just fabulous!

Anyway, he mentioned in the session one day that it was his birthday the next day; but that he wasn't sad at all (to be missing it and working instead) 'cause we were such a great class (and we were). I still thought that kinda sucked though, so I decided to give him an abstract pendant-style soapstone carving I had made as an impromptu birthday gift and souvenir of his visit to the north. I think he was genuinely touched; I mean, who ever bothers to think about the fly-by-night instructor, right? And I always have been somewhat of a teacher's pet... or, do you call that a suck-up? Lol. He thanked me, then peered at me very intensely, then said he had something, a file, on his laptop that he thought I might really, really like, that he would show/share with me after class.

Isn't is awesome? I was yet again delighted when he showed it to me, and again when he emailed me the file :) He told me it was an ad run by some french fashion house ( Versace or something like that; I'm so NOT up on fashion!) in all the major newspapers He had just happened to buy a paper and see it on the first day it was ran; he scanned it right away because it thought it was something pretty extraordinary. Apparently it was, 'cause he said there was so much controversy over it that the company pulled it the next day. Talk about good karma.

UPDATE: Okay, so not that special now that I did a search on Google and see that the image is available all over the place. And in colour, too. But, he still brought my attention to it, and that's pretty special. And, I now know that it was banned in Italy and France but it apparently doesn't piss of americans as much 'cause they've been mocking the last supper left, right, and center. I still think it's pretty cool :)

OMG... Xylofolks!

2009-04-21T20:58:00.001-06:00

This is freakin' awesome:

Enjoy!

On the subject of beauty....

2009-04-20T22:41:00.007-06:00

Yellowknife has it's downsides... more and more it seems, these days. But, there are some shining upsides; for one, this little city is blessed to have some great artists residing here. One of my favorites, Helen Croft, creates works that are absolutely dazzling to view in person. I once heard it told that for the finer details in her works, she uses just a single hair from her paint brush.

I can only think of one image more pretty than what she paints... she is more pretty than anything :)

What's in a name?

2009-04-19T21:45:00.010-06:00

Peek a boo!

Ha ha, just kidding. My dear Natalie asked to hear more about my habit of naming all the things in my life that I love so I went around taking pictures of all my favorite little (and not so little) ones. Allow me to introduce you to:

Nefertiti

Kikowa (pronounced kee-ko-wah)

And the Windowsill Trio:

The twins:

Mandy

and Marlie

And, don't forget Abby!

Saving the best of the plants for last, my lovely healer,

Ali

This is my lover, Indigo

And this is Piper :) She drives me where I want to go.

Oh yeah, and this one is called Nikoli! Lol, and my girl behind him there is Dejah, though I didn't name her that - I call her ~~brat~~ inspiration :D

And, though I definitely had no part in naming her at all, I had to add these photos... can you spot who I'm talking about?

The city is beautiful, but all the beauty I see is she.

Desiderata

2009-04-18T21:49:00.008-06:00

After yesterday's forays into the world of frustration, I found myself reminded of the above... I have it posted it up on my bathroom door so that I'll see it often enough to (hopefully!) be mindful of it's words... If ever I have came across an instruction manual to a peacefull, happy life, this is it.

This pic is just for fun... the leafy accent is the only decoration in my bathroom, save for the poster on the door. In this one pic, you have the three most exciting things in there. I like having green things around, real and fake; it just makes a house feel more like a home, if you ask me :)

The trials of parenthood...

2009-04-17T20:56:00.003-06:00

8 pm

Nikoli has decided that the battle is on. He had a terrible day at school and was sent home at about 1 pm; calmed down for a little while but then just went from 0 to 60 once we got home. I guess he figured that he shouldn't be grounded and wanted to play with his toys, and once I reminded him that was not an option all I could hear was this bell going "ding, ding!" and a baritone voice going "Let's Get Ready to RUUUMMMBLLLLLLLLE!", lol. And I thought to myself, ok, great, here we go. I don't know what's going on with this kid... but, to find out, I have to be patient. Very, very, very patient. Because he is testing me today, and refuses to stop. He's misbehaved so many times, the kid has lost 40 toys today. 40. I'm not kidding.

See, because spanking is outlawed and timeouts are ineffective, when he's misbehaving we take his toys away. 1 toy for every rule broken. And usually, it only takes one or two to get the message through, even when he's at his worst. But not today, oh no, today, the little man seems to be bent on being the boss and doing whatever he feels like no matter what the consequences. Such as telling his teacher and his principal to shut up, telling a littel girl she should be killed on the cross (I guess maybe the Easter movie made too much of an impression on him), hitting, screaming, and demanding things that he in no way is entitled to nor deserves at this point. Give me strength.

8.45 pm

He's nothing if not determined. But very sad now that 50 of his toys are gone.

9.15

And even sadder now that I've told him I've cancelled his social plans for the weekend - his respite worker was gonna come over with her two kids, whom he adores. So, now he's changing his tune. Finally.

10.27 pm Lol, or so I thought. Turns out the boy has endurance. He finally decided to co-operate with me, and now, I've (finally!) just put him to bed.

It's been a looooooong day. Thank God it's over! I think I'm gonna curl up with a nice hot chocolate, my teddy, and my blanket as I watch Romeo and Juliet... or maybe Across the Universe :) And think happy, dreamy thoughts :)

Technology...

2009-04-15T23:59:00.006-06:00

As mentioned on FB, my dependable old PC proved to be not so dependable at all and crashed yesterday, just after I got home from work. Crashed hard, as in turned itself off and would not turn on again. Ah, it was such a let down. My heart fell as I thought "what in the world am I gonna do now?". I've become so dependent on this machine, it's crazy.

Mind you, if the same thing had happened in, say, last May, I don't think it would have bothered me as much. Probably wouldn't have dipped into my savings to Go To Staples, Go Directly To Staples, and DO NOT Bother With WalMart. Lol. I'm all reconnected now, but it's gonna take a while transfer my hard drive and get access to all my old files. Sigh. If it's not one thing, it's another, eh? Heh hee, whatever. Who needs sleep anyway?

The Totally Awesome 80's

2009-04-14T19:55:00.016-06:00

Last week our office held a "Totally Awesome 80's Potluck Lunch" planned by our social committee (read: Connie and Michelle)... it was kinda lame (I think 80's were lame in general), but kinda fun too. Mostly just the gals dressed up for it - the guys are just too cool, I guess. I thought it would've been really neat if they had come looking like the Miami Vice guys, or MJ or Boy George; but, alas.

Anyways, here're some pictures for ya :)

Connie, rock queen

Everyone's Fave Lady, Raeona

Me... not my best pic :(

Jackie (our leader!) - those're bra cups on her shoulders, lol. Seriously.

Katie - I think she had the best outfit :) Check out those gloves!

And all our 80's shoes - I just love Michelle's heels/legwarmers combo :)

And, of course, the group photo...

Rock out!

I really think my outfit was horrible... I admit it, I threw it together at the last minute. But, I didn't dress that good in the real 80's anyway. I should have just worn jeans and a sweatshirt - seemed to work back then ;) My sister did my hair (because I suck at such things), at least that turned out pretty good. I swear, I've got to plan more for these things.

We had a great time goofing around though :D

One more from Bill...

2009-04-13T18:17:00.000-06:00

I so totally agree :)

this is Nikoli (as seen by Bill Watterson)

2009-04-13T17:01:00.004-06:00

Nikoli has actually done this. Swear on my life. Only he was Batman, or Spider Man, or Darth Vader. Or SuperBoy.

But this never worked for me. Sigh. The boy has no fear, lol.

My Secret Identity

2009-04-13T16:57:00.002-06:00

And now, for something more appropriate...

2009-04-13T16:27:00.007-06:00

Did I ever tell you that K-os is one of my absolute all-time favorite artists? I have all his regular albums, and aspire to collect all the underground releases as well. Anyway, after that last performance, I thought it might be good idea to post some music that does more accurately reflect my feelings these days:

http://www.last.fm/music/k-os/_/CatDieseL

Of course, no one else can perfectly describe your feelings but you, but this has gotta be my favorite song by him, so I guess it'll do until I write my own... which I have started, but am still working on :D

The above song is currently my favorite one by him. A close second is this one:

http://www.last.fm/music/k-os/_/Dirty+Water

..though, I just noticed the above recording is a little funny - there's a lot of overlapping sound at the start that aren't normally part of the song - someone's homemade remix? Anyway, it clears up after a few seconds and the rest of the song is normal.

I just love how he's reviving musical hip-hop... and his revolutionary use of guitar melody in his beats. K-os rocks!

Me Too! (daydreaming)

2009-04-13T16:15:00.002-06:00

Losing Trends - by Matthew Brown (or, "My Very First Music Video - you'll see. Windows Movie Maker Rocks!)

2009-04-13T14:35:00.010-06:00

My dear friend Matty wrote this song a few years ago. He wrote it after breaking up with a girlfriend, and while my own situation is quite different now (yay :), I've always thought it was a beautiful song. A song doesn't have to be about me for me to sing/play it, right? That's artistic license, lol. I once told him that I found comfort in the lyrics, and thanked him for writing and sharing it. I hope I've done it justice :)

(I had to use Movie Maker to sew two clips together - that's the blip near the end. That program rocks :)

Easter!

2009-04-12T21:49:00.018-06:00

Colouring eggs yesterday after our walk; I was trying to get Nikoli to pose with the eggs he made, but he insisted on laughing instead. Sigh. Kids. Just don't listen, lol. We used this kit that came complete with little bags to dye the eggs in - you just had to add a drop or two of the colouring and voila! - you can see it there on the table. Hardly any mess at all, it was great.

Halfway through decorating the eggs, my neighbour who also happens to be a friend, sent me a text to see if I was home 'cause her and her mom had just made cupcakes. I texted back, "sweet! (pun intended :D ) come on over!" They brought over the cutest little Easter plate - actually, now that I look at the pic again, I think that's a Christmas plate, lol - complete with chocolate eggs in additon to the cupcakes. (See that gap between the cupcakes at the bottom end of the pic? That's were the cupcake that I had to eat before I could even think of taking a picture was before I took the picture. It was sooo good! And so were the other 5 that I've eaten since then, lol. It's such a shame that Nikoli doesn't like sweets... not.) How much does that so totally rock? My neighbours are awesome!

Nikoli got a hold of the camera while I was bringing the cupcakes in... you can see how happy I was about it, lol. He's quite a little photographer... upward angles suck, generally speaking, but I can't blame him; it's not his fault he's short.

So, then we coloured some egg hunt "clue's" - little signs with arrows on them to give a kid a general idea of where to look for the eggs. Those sure were handy too, though I think they made the hunt a little too easy; we probably won't use them again next year. Though they were great for helping me remember where I hid the darn things in the first place. I like the little crayons that came with the egg-hunt kit - they're these new twistable ones made by Crayola. The colours go on really smooth, kinda like pencil crayons and not so waxy like crayons, and the twist thing is great for someone like Nikoli who can't really peel a crayon label.

Anyways, here're our finished products:

These five were my favorites... see the bunny I drew? That's a picture of me, made by Nikoli, right next to it - the resemblance is remarkable, lol.

And this one just sings "you are my sunshine..." lol. What a psychedelic holiday.

Signs of Spring (YAY!!!)

2009-04-12T21:07:00.003-06:00

We went out for a walk yesterday 'cause it's just so nice out these days :) YK is still pretty drab and gray, but seeing the sidewalks and pavement is a definite improvement. Nikoli was happy to run through the puddles; I was just happy to see them.

Especially this huge one in the back alley, behind our apartment - it's almost a lake! While not-so-fun to navigate, it is a sign that the alley will be clear of snow sometime soon, and that's just great :)

And while there's no sigh of new buds on the trees yet, they just look like this new warmth is awakening them; they seem to stretch a little higher towards the returning sun, gathering the energy to sprout anew.

Spring!

Vice Versa

2009-04-12T21:05:00.003-06:00

... i wish i had drawn this. If I had, it would've been "you can always make me smile" :)

OUCH!!! mumble mumble.. ... ... ... ... ... (deep breath) It's okay, I'm still okay!

2009-04-12T14:38:00.006-06:00

Remember my burn from Friday? Yeah, well, it was feeling so much better that I forgot all about it as I was diggin around on the top shelf in my closet, and don't you know it, I ripped the protective layer formed by the Aloe right off. OH! that really hurt.

Does this look infected to you?

Lol, just kidding, it's not. More aloe, more aloe, whimper whimper... aw, what an easter. But really, I'm okay! See?

I'm too happy to feel the pain, mwuh ha ha ha! (ouch!... you didn't hear that, right?) lol

Neon Crosses (almost)

2009-04-11T12:13:00.009-06:00

I just love Baz Luhrmann's Romeo & Juliet. I love the music, I adore the completlely believable delivery of Shakespeare's original dialogue in such a modern setting, and I find the imageryto be stunning. One particular aspect that always struck me was the use of neon crosses in the church scenes...

One of the things I love about my apartment is something that reminds me of this scene everytime I look at it, though I must've looked at it dozens and dozens of times by now... Looking out my bedroom window, (there's my purple car on the right! - I know, you can't tell it's purple, it just looks like a shadow here... but it is!) ...

and then to the left and up, across the alley,

there's my very own almost-neon cross - it's actually backlit, not neon, but just as bright it seems :)

It's even more impressive in the blackness of deep night here (arriving by 6 pm in the middle of winter, but considerably later now that we're over the hump and sliding down that delightful slope towards spring and summer) - it shines ever so much more brightly, and is like a beacon of hope reaching through the darkness.

When I see it, I don't think of the morbidity of that final funereal scene in the movie, but of the simple symbolism of it. I think of one of my four favorite things in life - signs. I just love how people make and leave signs for each other, even something as simple as "push" or "turn left"... it's like a little simple way that we're all looking out for each other, all leaving instructions to help each other navigate, operate, achieve, or just stay safe. And this sign, to me, is a sign of compassionate people, a sign of refuge, a sign of common goals, a sign of care and nuturing. For I choose to focus on the positive side of society's endeavours, so while I can understand how humanity's corrupt tendancies in every area of civilization, including organized faith, can have caused feelings of mistrust and resentment for some when seeing this particular symbol, and while I may feel some of these feelings myself, I've always thought the use of modern lighting (ie neon or backlit) in crosses creates a new message, one that screams out "I am reaching out for you, and let the old ways and old doctrine, the old masking of meaning with trappings and tradition, be damned, for all that matters is that you are safe, and you are loved".

I should note, my particular almost-neon-cross is atop the St Patricks Catholic church, a group quite indulgent in tradition and trappings, so the above statement is probably not what they were going for when choosing that particular adornment. But that's what it says to me, and in my version of faith/spirituality, that's all that matters.

This is Ember

2009-04-11T10:42:00.003-06:00

My teddy. I love her. I name everything important in my life - my plants, my car, my teddy. And my teddy is oh so important. I don't care that I'm a full grown adult; I truly believe that you sleep so much better when you have somthing (preferably someone!) to hold as you do so. And when you're like me, and have immense trouble sleeping sometimes, a good teddy is a God-send. I never had a teddy when I was growing up, except for this little one (it was dressed up a like a train conductor - so cute!) when I was a little one. I received Ember for my 18th birthday (or was it Christmas? They're so close together...) you can see from the missing eye and the burn mark on her foot (I'm so sorry Ember!) that she's been through a lot with me.

Jerk-in-the-box

2009-04-11T10:35:00.002-06:00

Actually, Vince is a really nice guy.. but he said I had to title the pic this if I was gonna post it.

My work is so fun somtimes :)

that's one bad kitty

2009-04-10T23:04:00.007-06:00

I indulged in a nap this afternoon, and was awoken to the sound of a cat mewing. Not so strange, you'd probably say, except that we don't own a cat. I opened my eyes and saw this:

Nikoli had to introduce me to "Pearl", his "new" pet kitty (newly rediscovered in his toy box). I thought to myself, hey, I've seen this kitty before... pretty kitty.

Silly monkey :)

Ouch! ouch ouch ouch ouch... it's okay, I'm okay. Thank God for Aloe Vera!

2009-04-10T21:59:00.004-06:00

I was baking a Delissio pizza today, and when reading the instructions on the box, thought to myself "oh, hey, that's neat. If you wanna crispy crust, you put the pizza right on the rack. No pan. Okay, I'm doing that!" It never occurred to me to think of just how I was gonna get the thing out of the oven when it was done, seeing as how I don't have a peel. So, the buzzer rang, and I went to oven and tried to slide the thing off the rack, but it was stuck. The oven was too hot to reach in and pry it off, so I thought I'd try to take the rack right out of the oven. I yanked it back up and almost out when it hit my forearm and I soundly burned the crap out of it! Check it out:

I've got a giant T on my arm now! It's just barely started to blister, but it doesn't hurt any more (thank God 'cause it sure as sugar did when it happened!) thanks to nature's healing gift, the Aloe Vera plant :) But it's sure gonna look nasty.. I hope no one thinks I was trying to brand myself!

best not mentioned

2009-04-09T19:54:00.007-06:00

This post is rated ST - for Sailor Talk - and may offend some readers.

Please exercise reader discretion :)

...

I was so very, very, VERY grumpy this morning. Nikoli woke me up at about 5 or so to ask if he should get dressed for school. I said no, go have some cereal first (I like for him to eat before he gets his school clothes on)... then I glanced at the time on my alarm clock, and cursed like a sailor mentally as I watched him leave the room. Now let me tell you, Nikoli knows how to tell time, he knows what the morning routine is, he knows what time to get up and what time breakfast is. He also knows that I don't know what time it is when I wake up. I'm too groggy. So, he asks me all kinds of things first thing in the morning. Gets away with it a lot of the time too, the little bugger, 'cause I'm too tired to notice sometimes.

Anyway, seeing the time, I went back to sleep, and promptly had an nightmare. Not the kind of nightmare that scares you, or wakes you up; the kind that dredges up old pain and hurt feelings and leaves you with a sour taste in your heart upon waking. It put me in a foul mood. I tried to shake it off, but it stuck with me for the better part of the morning. I just hate that.

But I think it's my own fault that it stuck around so long.. 'cause, sometimes, I hate the idea of letting go... 'cause when I'm grumpy or angry, I feel like I should be. Like, there's a reason for it, and it's a valid one, so I should be angry, and you should too, dammit! But I know how unresonable that is - getting angry doesn't solve anything. Funnily enough, I think my dream was really about just that - somthing that I'm angry about, that I think everyone should be angry about, especially my family, but they're not, and no one else is... except me.

You see, in my dream, I was in my family's house (but it wasn't their house, really - you know how dreams are) and I was sleeping in the room upstairs, but I could hear (and see? another weird dream thing) this guy in the downstairs living room talking loudly and being rude; and saying very crude and hurtful things to my Mom/Sisters. And no one was saying anything back, they just let him go on and on. And I got pissed off, lol, I was all like "Why isn't anyone saying anything to this as*? Seriously! I have to get out of bed for this sh*t?" And I went down there and told him to shut his f*ing mouth and get the H-E-double hockey sticks out of my house before I threw him out. He started to argue, and I was just like "NO. No! Don't you talk back to me! You think you can come in here and start spewing that CRAP and I'm just gonna sit here and listen to it!? I'M TRYING TO SLEEP UP THERE, man! Just who the H do you think you are, anyway? Get outta here." Then he was all like, well, fine then, I will, and I was like, Good. Go then, don't let the door hit your... you know. And then I went back upstairs and back to bed, where I promptly woke up.

It makes me think of that Elephant that was in the room at my cousin's wedding. About what happened that spurred my estranged brother's recent and sudden desire to "make things right". About how my sister just couldn't stop talking last night about how he's all of a sudden getting married and what she read about him on Facebook, showing me his girlfriend and nattering on and on until I finally said "why you gotta keep talking to me about him?" with a puzzled and (i think) hurt look on my face - because she knows why I don't like to talk about him, at all - which finally stopped her. 'Cause though she knows, I really think she forgot. Like she really thought I wanted to hear about him... it's just so typical of how most of my family behaves. Argh. Families. To me, letting go is like saying it's not important... I guess they all let go awhile ago, 'cause though they (say they) care, I can see they don't want it to matter anymore. Like .... argh! It just makes me more angry that they're not angry... I know that they do care, but it really feels like they don't. I can't explain it, it's not rational, but then what is rational about SA?

So, I'll be angry anyway.... but only for a little while. Then, it's time to put old burdens back on the shelf and move on with life for awhile; enjoy the moment again and again. 'Cause that's what it's all about, baby. I just wish it didn't take me so long to remember that each time.

... and i kinda wish I could have a hug. No, not kinda. I just do.

oops, forgot to post these...

2009-04-09T18:36:00.006-06:00

In my last post I forgot to mention that it wasn't enough for Matty to just provide a pretty case, either... he rigged it to hold all the supplies I might need (except for the ink) - check it out :)

You can see there's extra batteries, alcohol swabs, needle-holders, and even a little dish (the upside down pop bottle cap) to hold the ink :) Oh, and those are my very cool hippy shades sitting next to the case :) Totally unrelated, but I thought I'd point them out anyway.

Anyway! You can see the pegs he put in to hold everything in place. He put a lot of care into it :)

As I remember, the motor runs steady but gently, and the needle(s) are really, really sharp, so it actually worked quite well. Except I had a little trouble holding it steady. And I learned about being careful how you put pressure on your skin, 'cause stretching it the wrong way can really warp your sense of direction when drawing - one minute a line is here, next minute it's there: yikes! Lol. Yea, learning! :)

Speaking of which, I need to be getting back to my guitar... I've got a lot of studying to do, I have some new things in mind.. but no promises!

For Life...

2009-04-08T22:37:00.015-06:00

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.---oOO-- (_)----.

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║ CHECK IT OUT!!! ║

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............ooO Ooo..........

I've always liked tattoos. When it's well done, a tattoo can be very beautiful. And I deeply admire the skills of a great tattoo artist - I mean, there's no erasing when you're in this business. I have to admit, I also always thought it would an ideal job - sit around in a shop surrounded by this great, cool, modern and classic art, listening to tunes, b-s'ing with your coworkers and drawing.

But you'd have to be really good, or it would suck.

I used to talk about this with my buddy Matt. So much in fact, that he decided he was going to build me a tattoo gun. He's pretty awesome like that - I miss him a lot since he moved away. But, getting back to point, he was good on his word. He built this for me, from scrap parts - he's pretty clever :)

He even decided that the gun wasn't enough, it had to come with somthing nice to carry it in:

So he swiped this little handpainted box from his Mom (she was pretty PO'd at him when she found out, and I felt bad, but then he told her to stop making him feel bad 'cause he was tryna do something nice, so she forgave him, lol.) and he added a latch, again, from scratch :)

So, I have this to always remember him by. I think it's probably the coolest thing anyone has ever given me :D Sadly, it's in need of repair, so it's been sitting on my bedroom shelf for some time now.... you can see the unused India Ink I stocked up on, patiently waiting for me to get a round tuit and fix the darn thing.

Lucky me though, I did get to use it one time before the wiring came loose for good. It took a while for me to decide what I image I would use for my double-first tattoo - "double-first" because not only was it the first tattoo I ever put on my body, but it was also the first tatttoo I ever drew! It had to be something simple, something small, and something that meant something! Something that would mean something for the rest of my life... then when it came to me, it was so obvious that I couldn't believe I didn't think of it right away...

A double note.

A very simple symbol of my love for music,

doubled 'cause it's my double-first :)

In case you're wondering, it's on my knee.

Btw, until tonight, I had no idea just how difficult it is to photograph your own knee.

More Rainbows :)

2009-04-08T21:56:00.004-06:00

Long promised, finally delivered... it's pictures of the rainbow sweater!!! (fanfare)

...wait a sec .... how do I work this thing again?

Ooops! There we go. Okay, now this is the side view:

And here's the front!

Fabulous, isn't it?

Blurry, but happy, portrait pair

2009-04-08T18:26:00.004-06:00

I was uploading photos while waiting for the sun to go down so I can take some fresh pics for an upcoming post when I came across this. It's blurry as all get out, but we both look so happy, I just had to share it... 'cause that's just how I'm feeling today :D

Encore Please!

2009-04-05T20:26:00.005-06:00

Let's get them all in one place, eh? I know you've seen this before, but in the interest of organization and centralization, here's an encore :)

(this video may take a few seconds to load.... or, if your connection sucks a** like the one at my work, it won't load at all. Sorry :P )

Antidisestablishmentarianism. There, now I've said it.

lol :)

floating in happy :) :) :)

2009-04-05T16:06:00.003-06:00

One Cool Dude

2009-04-01T22:55:00.012-06:00

Nikoli and I went to Caribou Carnival this past weekend. It was kinda cold out, but we braved the weather to attend the festivities. I have to admit, there wasn't too much exciting - a bunch of tents out on the frozen lake behind city hall isn't quite as stimulating as, say, music and rides and flashing lights, but it was a good excuse to get out of the house all the same. And I got some great pictures :)

After we had a bite to eat and played some games in the kid's "tent" - actually the dome you can see in the center of the above pic - we hiked over to the museum and had a look around. I took the above shot from the window of the aviation exhibit room :) That's pretty much the whole carnival site. Surprisingly enough, lots of people were coming and going.

Well, lots for Yellowknife. Lol. Anyway, it was a great day. I can only think of one thing that could have made it better... one person, that is :)

Earth Hour 2009

2009-04-01T22:34:00.000-06:00

these are some awesome photos :) Go World!

http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/03/earth_hour_2009.html

self-portrait (yes I'm a big copycat.)

2009-03-29T23:37:00.001-06:00

... on my walk home from the corner store to get some milk. I've had this silly little smile on my face for days and days, and I'm not tired of it. I think some people must wonder what i'm just so happy about... I kinda wonder too, 'cause really, my head is spinning....

I know how I feel, but I know how I've met with folly in the past, and this creates a fear in me that i'm letting my heart move too fast, that I need to just take one day at a time and put one foot in front of the other and let each moment pass in it's way, to just wait and see and let come what may. I've so many little nagging worries about how everything could just go wrong entirely when I least expect it, or maybe when I might expect it, i think too far ahead, and need to just focus. Get a grip. 'Cause the truth is, I'm happy, I'm excited. :) oh so very excited, that maybe I've reached the other side of this desert i've been crossing and that maybe, just maybe, I've found what I've been looking for, for so long,... a stunningly beautiful vision displayed in cool clear still pond of water...

No, I'm not vain! ( 'cause this song is definatey not about me )

;)

today i caught a rainbow :)

2009-03-29T22:50:00.001-06:00

The view from my cell :)

2009-03-24T18:03:00.000-06:00

Since 2004 (and not counting 2006), I have spent roughly 1/3 of my life in a cubicle. I may jokingly call it my cell, but in all honesty, I am truly blessed to work where I do. The building is new (constructed in 2005), environmently efficient, and asthetically pleasing; our workstations are well-lit, open and spacious. And everybody gets a window :D This is my window(s):

These shots were taken first thing in the morning... I guess you could figure that out by the sun rising. yeah. sigh. I love sunrises/sunsets. I love the sky... it's one of the few things in life that is always amazing. No matter how bad I'm feeling, I can look to the sky and focus on the beauty nature provides every day without fail, and remember that I am small, and the planet is small, and time goes on and on no matter how I feel. So I might as well brush off my shoulder, and laugh, and love :)

You can see my phone and other desktop miscellenea for reference. It's nice, right? I love it :D My view actually looks out across the atrium of the building, and then through the exterior window - hence all the window frames.

This is the view from the south (back) side of the building. The arrow points to my window - we're up on the top floor :D I like that, too. There's now grass in the grey area to the bottom left of the picture - it's great for sitting and eating your lunch on, or even just sunbathing on your break. In the summer, that is.

And, just in case you were wondering, this is what the front of the building looks like.

Impressive SOB, ain't it? Well, for Yellowknife, it (kinda) is! At least, I like to think so.. to me, it's the prettiest building in the whole city. A real silver lining :)

OMG...

2009-03-22T19:20:00.000-06:00

I went to visit my old boss, Ross, at Domino's the other day... he showed me his lastest toy, a gift he had just decided to pick up for himself as a way of celebrating his 10 year anniversary of owning/operating at Domino's. It was very shiney, and surprisingly heavy. Look what I got to hold:

Check out that ticket price! Wowza! That's real gold, baby. I told him I thought it was nice. Because it was shiney. But I don't think I'd ever wear something like that.. I don't really like the look of gold, for the most part. Silver is much nicer, imho :D And I can't imagine toting that much worth around on my wrist.. what if something happened to it? Lol, if I ever had that kind of assets, I'd want them somewhere safe, like in the bank. Or a house. :)

My sister invested in one of these today:

She let me try it out, too. I think it's kinda cool, but it doesn't provide a whole lot of support.. but maybe that's because we've got the weakest springs attached... maybe the heavier ones would make it better. I'm gonna try it out :D Time to burn off these chocolate chip cookies, alright :D

This is me :)

2009-03-22T18:47:00.001-06:00

Connie, a coworker, emailed me this link:

http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp

It's a classic personality test. I took it... lol. Here're my results:

http://keirsey.com/handler.aspx?s=keirsey&f=fourtemps&tab=3&c=counselor

http://typelogic.com/infj.html

I can't really argue with anything it says about me, so I guess that makes it pretty accurate. It's pretty neat :)

Last Best First

2009-03-21T00:15:00.000-06:00

This is the last drawing that I ever put considerable time and effort into;

This is the best thing I ever made:

And this is the first tune I ever composed:

Hope you like it

Electric City

2009-03-20T23:12:00.001-06:00

I really wanted to make a video to post last night, I did. But things kept popping up that needed to be done... so, at the end of the night, just before both Nikoli and I had to go to bed, I sat down in my room to give it a try. >WARNING<, this was just a tester video, I look REALLY goofy.. cause just as I hit record, Nikoli walked into my room, and split my concentration... I really should have just put the guitar down and started over after he was done talking to me... but he does have a tendancy to go on, and I was determined! So anyway, he walked in and, in his way, went straight to my dresser, where he saw this:

(It's a motherboard that I took out of a disfunctional, whoops I mean non-functional, PC I had kicking around.. you know, every self respecting geek has one on their dresser. No, just kidding. It's just me.)

Just as I pressed record, Nikoli asks me: "Mom, is this an electric city?"

:D :D :D

When I was a kid, I thought exactly the same thing when I first saw a circuit board. That there were little electric people in there, too :D That's why I put it up there, 'cause it reminds me of that whimsy .

So then, of course, I had to respond. But I refused to give up my efforts! Thus, the results:

Not the best recording, to be honest, I'm a little embarrassed and am questioning even as I type this why I'm posting it - admit it, I do look like a goof. But I think it's too cute not too share :) And it provides definite proof that I was driven to distraction yesterday, so I have a valid excuse. Most of all, you can hear the tune. Which was my point all along.

Just don't look at my face, k?

;)

Impatience

2009-03-19T18:40:00.001-06:00

I lent my camera to my Dad a couple of weeks ago so he can take some pictures when he's up north for his job. He's going up to places like Arctic Bay and Pond Inlet to put in some piers for new docks on the northern coast. Anyway, this means that I don't have it, and just like the water from the dry well, I've never wanted it more. But! I came up with a solution... I borrowed my son't little tykes video camera, lol. It actually makes pretty decent videos, so I'm gonna make some... Now!

(more to come)

Looks Like/Like Looks

2009-03-17T21:38:00.000-06:00

So, this is what the view out my living room window looks like. I usually direct my gaze upward, to see what kind of picture God's painted now, but I also admit that I watch the kids play in the yard across the street there. I check out what the upstairs guy on the left is watching on his TV (it's a big screen) sometimes too, but the people on the upstairs right always have their curtains drawn. Maybe it's cause they've seen me, standing there in my own window, large as day, just staring out. I guess I could be kind of creepy :P

The thing I like best about the pic above? All the green :D (I know, I know, there's only tiny patches of it. But :D anyway :D ) I love summer, spring and fall. As for the winter... I'm kinda leaning towards a theory of human hibernation. I've yet to test my theory, but as these cold days drag on, it seems more and more appealling.

This is what I've been looking at for the last 6 months. And it's likely to be this way on until about the end of May. >:( It's hard not to talk about this stuff when it's around you for so long. Lucky for me, there's lots of nice warm buildings to take shelter in. I took this pic from the south stairwell of the Greenstone Building, where I work (I think you gotta be warm to appreciate a sky like this... all the subtle tones... otherwise, it's just foreboding). It's only about a block and a half from where I live, so I don't have to be outside for more than 10 minutes at a time, ever. I like that :D

But I like this even better... I took this pic from my window seat on a Jazz flight to that grand old city that all the northerners love, Edmonton. I just love the way it looks from the sky; all the tiny lights and pathways and lights moving down pathways.... it's just so shiney :) Full of people, energy, life. Ah, The City.

Summer Storm

2009-03-14T22:00:00.000-06:00

Last summer there was an awesome electrical storm here in Yellowknife... the building in the picture is the Coast Fraser Tower hotel just down the street from my pad. I didn't take this picture, some other local did, but it musn't have been too difficult to catch as there were something like 30-40 lightning strikes per minute at the peak of the storm. The crash of the thunder was so loud, being so close, and so close together, it was like God dropped a box of God-sized cymbals just outside our window.

The building in this picture is the Con Mine headframe. I like the sky in this one... it reminds me of the heat of summer, something I find I am always longing for at this time of year. Here, winter drags it's heels leaving to go home from his shift, as Spring is always late reporting for hers. When Summer finally appears, she's full of energy and that object of my desires, hot hot heat :) Someone asked me how I would rather die, by freezing to death or burning, and I said "Neither, thank you!" :) Then I said if I had to choose, it would be burning. Definately burning - I know it would be intensely painful, but the intensity would send you into shock straight away, and it would be over quick. Better than an everlasting drain that saps the strength, energy, and very will to live from you. I'll take abrubt insanity over slow misery any day.

The building on the left is Shaganappy Apts; the one on the right is Ptarmigan. I used to live in Ptarmigan. It's pretty ghetto in there. I once came down the stairs to find a dude taking a piss in on the ground floor landing. He was really drunk, and didn't even try to stop when he noticed me. I found out later it was someone a friend of mine knows. I think he's gross - I mean, why the stairwell? Couldn't you poke your pecker out the side-door and pee out there? Anyway...

This pic kinda makes it look like the heavens are trying to fry that place. Ha! It's not so bad really, it's just neglected by it's owners. You could call it a slum, but it was my home for almost a year :) Then I moved... a whole 5 0r 6 blocks away :| :)

ever cute :)

2009-03-14T21:56:00.000-06:00

searching for lyrics

2009-03-11T21:37:00.000-06:00

playing my guitar as much as I can; my fingers stretch and jump from string to string

searching for sounds rhythm melody and lyrics, oh lyrics, those elusive things

.... writer's block has found a new home in this song's soul, jamming communication

between my heart's deepest desires and this ever so beautiful musical expression