An Update or Three

So I'm sitting here waiting for a flick to finish buffering and I realized that I haven't updated in a good while. For those of you whom read this blog, my apologies; I have been--as I'm ascertained you are--dreadfully busy.

Its been yard-work, cooking, and dishes for me... primarily.

I've also begun to shift my reading habits. Especially my stance on philosophy, as I've been horribly depressed with some of my recent reads. It is, in my humble opinion, garbage for the most of it. Even in my earlier teenage years when I read more rhetoric then prose I could never stomach too much of it. Aesthetics, the Surreal, and Phonetics have always been my preferred topics and, since finishing The Master and Margarita and picking up The Picture of Dorian Grey, its been reinforced throughly. Its spilled over into my writing a little with my novella and I'm contemplating some more surrealism... maybe a thesis on Aesthetics vs. Traditional Philosophy (but that's still just a maybe.)

Anyway, hope you all have a good weekend and I'll have something more to write later on. Cheerio

Note on Philosophy

Well, this about sums it up now, don't it?

BLAME CANADA!!

And... while doing that... take a look at this:



And THIS

Come on, smile, we all know you want to!

Artistic Tribute 9

This weeks runner is none other then my very own sister Christine, with her wonderful piece of photography, "Strange". Its not photoshopped but, as I understand, done with a certain peculiar lighting technique. Anyways, enough of that... enjoy.

Astronaut

Here's a scribble I wrote for you last month. God know I miss you, more then words could tell..


I saw it in the paper
Pasted on front page Wall Street,
It said that you’re all grown up
And are flying to the moon;
And I can’t help but wonder
If you’ll see me far up there.

Darling, I remember you:
We used to share our classes;
I would beg for detention
Just so I’d sit next to you.
I’d bring buttercups with me
Since you hated cement walls.

I hid you from your Daddy
When he was upset at you;
We fell asleep at my place
On the scratchy, basement couch,
The pounding rain on the glass
Sung us both softly asleep.

But friends part, and life goes on,
Your dreams were always ether;
So, up there, above the world
Is living any better?
How is life inside the stars
That never could contain you?

When you get there tell me if
There is a God, and whether
He’s got the world in his hands;
Kiss Him for the both of us,
And tell Him that I miss you
Much more then He’ll ever know.

Sign our names on every rock
Reaching from the moon to Mars,
Dance naked over Venus
No one there will stare at you.
You know that I would join you
If I only learned to fly.

Sneak behind Orion’s belt,
And snatch it while he’s sleeping—
I’ll be looking every night
To see if I can spot it—
And won’t that be a sight
To confuse the scientists.

And, when in orbit sometime,
Look at the bilberry world
Maybe then you will see me,
I’ll be waving back at you.
Before I drift off to sleep
To meet you among the stars.


Miss you darling, light a candle in a cathedral sometime for me. God knows I need it.

Happy April Fools

Yes, I am quite aware of the fact that it is a day late. Yet, between booby-trapping the house the night prior, watching nearly everyone in the home fall for them, (most involved petroleum jelly in inconspicuous places)and convincing a friend that I was leaving the Family, I didn't have much time for blogging.

Just for a laugh, here's some true stories of April Fools pranks. You can find more HERE... Some of them are pretty funny:

In 1999 the Phoenix New Times ran a story announcing the formation of a new charity to benefit the homeless. There was just one catch. Instead of providing the homeless with food and shelter, this charity would provide them with guns and ammunition. It was named 'The Arm the Homeless Coalition.' The story received coverage from 60 Minutes II, the Associated Press, and numerous local radio stations before everyone realized it was a joke. The Phoenix New Times's joke was actually a reprise of a 1993 prank perpetrated by students at Ohio State University.

The Parisien stunned French citizens in 1986 when it reported that an agreement had been signed to dismantle the Eiffle Tower. The international symbol of French culture would then be reconstructed in the new Euro Disney theme park going up east of Paris. In the space where the Tower used to stand, a 35,000 seat stadium would be built for use during the 1992 Olympic Games.

In 1998 Burger King published a full page advertisement in USA Today announcing the introduction of a new item to their menu: a "Left-Handed Whopper" specially designed for the 32 million left-handed Americans. According to the advertisement, the new whopper included the same ingredients as the original Whopper (lettuce, tomato, hamburger patty, etc.), but all the condiments were rotated 180 degrees for the benefit of their left-handed customers. The following day Burger King issued a follow-up release revealing that although the Left-Handed Whopper was a hoax, thousands of customers had gone into restaurants to request the new sandwich. Simultaneously, according to the press release, "many others requested their own 'right handed' version."


Anyway, Happy April Fools to the lot of you. Hope you went crazy.