WTMW: Welcome to My World (a random musings forum)

Ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!!! Ohhhh this is precious…....I never knew Bloody Mary WAS anything but a drink…..ha ha ha ha!!!!

(Goes to google the other meaning of Bloody Mary…...)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1g9LYKDJMeg

Apropos of nothing, I can’t believe it’s only 5:00 and PITCH black already. Actually, it was pitch black by 4:30. GOOD GOD!!!

Whose idea was daylight savings time anywho??????

Ben Franklin????? Really????

SG!!!!! Oh SG!!!!!!!!!! LOLOL

My computer has contracted….......something…....can not access many parts of it, can not retreive any emails etc etc etc …........

Hackers, spyware, malware, virus, huh???? Wha?????

All hackers and ye who infect the unsuspecting technotarded populace, aka, me, and my ilk: A POX! A pox upon ye and all your descendants I say! You evil punks!!!!!!!!!!!! Bad, bad karma!!!!!!!! May you reincarnate in analog.

Bastards.

I have a computer genius coming tomorrow, hopefully to fix….whatever the problem is. Let’s hope it’s fixable…..............fingers crossed. :~D

I am not typically a blog reader, as such. Occasionally. Have toyed with having my own, but really, I have been inattentive to it to the point where I don’t even remember my password…...Well to make a long story short, yesterday, on my walk round and about, I went to a museum in town I hadn’t been to since I lived here as a young girl over 25-30 years ago. I walked into one room and WOW!!!!!!!!! What a stunning display!!! The artist used several different media (photography, paper sculpture, poetry) to present/discuss/portray one theme. She mentioned in her artist’s statement that she was learning the use of and exploring a term called “ekphrasis”.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ekphrasis

Anyway, it is a term new to me and I am wildly fascinated by it, but still wrapping my head around what it actually is, and means. In an attempt to educate myself further I Googled the term and did an image search, just for curiosities sake, because, well, I am insatiably curious. During the image search an image for this blog popped up.

http://web.ncf.ca/ek867/2007_03_16-31_archives.html

Yet again! WOW!! Admittedly, I’ve hardly read any of the content yet, so don’t hold me accountable if any of it is in poor taste etc, but what drew me in and kept me scrolling down the page and then rooting around in this blogger’s archives were the photographs!!!! It’s a goldmine for great photographs…...........

Just thought I’d pimp it out to you other artsy fartsy types. ;~) Enjoy.

“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity; and that mountain parks and reservations are useful not only as fountains of timber and irrigating rivers, but as fountains of life.” — John Muir, from Our National Parks (1901)

“The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.” — John Muir, from John of the Mountains (1938)

“As long as I live, I’ll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing. I’ll interpret the rocks, learn the language of flood, storm, and the avalanche. I’ll acquaint myself with the glaciers and wild gardens, and get as near the heart of the world as I can.” — from The Journals of John Muir

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mx8WbZIWCSM

I can’t WAIT to see this…...............Ken Burn’s latest documentary.

These places are some of the best of what America has to offer. Sacred sites. I am blessed & honored to be part of a family able to have contributed to the legacy, on both coasts. What a treasure our Nat’l Park system is….......

Tonight I happened upon the egg laid by the Platinum Goose. One of them, anyway. In a manner of speaking. I found a Platinum Visa card on the floor of the cafe I was sitting at after my jaunt to the shore. Slipped on it as I started to sit down actually, felt something slide beneath my foot, looked down upon something shiny and flat. I picked it up, incredulous. I have never had a Platinum credit card in my hands before, except at work when I am accepting it as payment. I am a very honest person, but the thought flashed thru my mind for an instant that if I wasn’t and credit card fraud and imprisonment weren’t potential threats, darn, but Platinum could get me far. I could have temporarily restructured my world with this element of platinum . Ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!!!! I turned it in to the girls at the counter, but not before taking the phone number for member services off the back so I could report having found it. Mr. G. King, Platinum card holder, you owe me karmically buddy. There’s my good deed for the day. That I didn’t book a round the world ticket on your dime…..........ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!!!

OH MY GOD it is insufferably hot and humid here today….......and I am in NEW ENGLAND. It’s not supposed to be like that HERE. I’ve had the day off and I have been waiting for it to cool down before I set foot outside again. My apartment is like an oven, but it’s worse outside…....I have made attempts to cool it down on and off all day, mostly unsuccessfully…..with a window fan…......most people here don’t have AC, we don’t usually need it except for the few days in any given summer when it is necessary. It’s a waste of money and energy otherwise. I have alternately been laying on my kitchen floor with a bag of frozen spinach on the back of my neck, or have had my head stuck in the freezer, listening to music, for the better part of the afternoon, complaining and grumbling, to myself about this damnable opppressive heat. I took an icy shower which gave me relief for about, oh, the 15 minutes I was in it. I have a headache and am nauseus…....When the sun dips a bit lower I am going to go down to the ocean, a short hike away, find any available shade and stay there til sundown. I did the same thing yesterday, and it was the only reprieve from the heatwave we have been experiencing.

It has, heretofor, been an exceedingly cool rainy summer here. Extremes. We’ve had extremes, all summer….....Personally, I prefer the cold and rain to this…......

Scuze me while I go lay back down on the floor with my spinach…......and thank you to any kind soul reading my rant. It’s partially tongue in cheek, but I truly am MELTING over here too….....oy vey. I’ll take ten below zero to this any day….......

Faint, THUD. That’s me passing out. No worries, the bag of spinach broke my fall…...........

99.9 percent of everything I own is stuffed into a 10×15 storage locker in another town, as I moved nearly 7 months ago and took up temporary residence and temporary employment while I did some healing and some soul searching. (I have been living communally since then which has had it’s pros and cons….) As I begin to look for a new place to live I find myself excited to see some of my “stuff” again…..I am not particularly materialistic, as such, but do have an attachment to certain things….my pottery collection, that I have been collecting for over 20 years (that I use, it doesn’t just sit on a shelf to be admired, they are the dishes I use every day), my books, my antique velvet chairs, my treadmill, my great grandparent’s depression era rocking chair, my ottoman which is really a camel saddle (a real one, brought back from Pakistan by a travelling uncle), my antique gateleg table…..those kinds of things. I won’t have the space to take everything when I do move house, so many things will stay in storage or be given away or sold. I’ll give my brothers first refusal, as some of the things I have have been in the family for a while. It’ll be interesting to see what I keep and what I am ready to let go of. I think I am actually ready to let go of a lot…......literally and figuratively. Give myself a fresh start. Unemcumbered by “stuff”. I wouldn’t mind letting my new place be somewhat spartan, albeit cozy spartan…though that’s a bit of an oxymoron isn’t it? Ha!!! That is soooooooo me!!! A cozy Spartan! Indeed! LOLOLOLOL!!!!!!!!!

It’s been just over a year since someone very dear to me died….ten months since I had a serious injury that took quite some time to heal…....nine months since I parted company with a former partner and had to leave a place that I had called “home”. I was just thinking about all that tonight, how much has happened in a year, and how far I have come in the last nine months. Nine months, a gestational period. Indeed! Birth and new beginings…......I am proud of myself. That was a real mo’effer of a year…..and I am still standing. I don’t feel much like waxing philosophical about it all tonight, but I am grateful, for so much, to so many, friends and family. I didn’t do it alone.

Much gratitude and many blessings to all who offered me solace, friendship and healing energy from here….may you reap what you’ve sown, you blessed beings, a thousand times over. Thank you. Love Bee

Isn’t the world really just full of endless possibilities? There’s a place in the Carolinas, the John C. Campbell Folk School. It’s a place for artists, musicians, and creative types of all kinds to congregate and either hone their crafts, or learn new skills within the folk art traditions. As you can see from the class list if you take a gander, they have a lot to offer. I have wanted to go and take classes there for years…....as I contemplate possibilities and explore options this is once again coming to the forefront of my thoughts. I want to treat myself this year to something wonderful….a retreat, some classes (here, perhaps?), a well deserved holiday….I just know I’d LOVE this place. If I can’t make it happen for myself this year, one thing I am quite certain of is that this place is in my future, at some point. It has been calling to me for years….....

http://www.folkschool.org/index.php?section=classes&method=by_subject