| Rock Plants @ Farmer's Market |
[Mar. 21st, 2010·.¸¸.¤* *¤. ¸¸.·01:28 pm] |
There was a vendor at the farmer's market several months back selling live little plants that were planted in chunks of rocks. She gave me a card but...alas...I lost it.
Anyone know who this particular merchant was? |
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| make shi(f)t |
[Mar. 21st, 2010·.¸¸.¤* *¤. ¸¸.·09:08 am] |
When friends come over & craft, I get inspired by the energy. Sometimes I read a book of poems, & use bits & pieces as prompts (which I did a little of last night:
She calls her spell Two Heart-Shaped Rocks Thrown into Blunn Creek. I call her spell Apple Crisp on a Rare Snowy Weekend.)
But sometimes I craft too, generally either collage or a flipbook. I'd made a few flipbooks last year. One of those was the tale of a frog & fly by the pond, the other was a failed attempt by God to stop a car.
Last night's flipbook (original fb) began with a house in the setting sun. As the sky turns to night the windows light & then one by one go out, leaving complete (black construction paper) darkness. In the last panel, the light in one window reappears: titled "Regret".
I'm a terrible visual artist, so an important part is letting go/accidents happen which seems to magically endear me to all the flaws & flakes. My creative sense expands. I learn a lot about the narrative, or should I say the linear movement of detail: I should have included the suggestion of each window after its light went out, not eliminated it entirely. |
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[Mar. 21st, 2010·.¸¸.¤* *¤. ¸¸.·09:44 am] |
No work today because it is SNOWING. It was 70 degrees two days ago and today it looks like a blizzard.
This is me two days ago excavating a deep storage pit. The Caddo would dig these pits, line them to make them waterproof, and store grain in them. I always get to excavate them because no one else can fit. I enjoy it because I am a claustrophiliac. When I was a kid I would dig a 4 foot deep hole and just hang out in it all day long. I was a strange child.

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| WTF? |
[Mar. 21st, 2010·.¸¸.¤* *¤. ¸¸.·12:29 am] |
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| Portland, or What is the Blast Radius of a Car Poop? |
[Mar. 20th, 2010·.¸¸.¤* *¤. ¸¸.·10:14 pm] |
We drove to Portland today because 1) my sister is there for a convention and we'd like to see her and she'd like to see the dogs, and 2) Portland is too cool and close a city for us to not have visited yet. The weather was perfect, the neighborhoods charming, and the culture seems pretty neat. (Not so doggy as Seattle, but MY GOD the bicycles are everywhere!)
Restaurants abound, both in buildings and in trailers that line the sidewalks selling all types of food from Thai to Polish to Pizza. We saw little cool neighborhood places, tiny pubs, big yuppie places, a few chains, and some posh cafes.
We went to an unfenced dog park where Nigel went nuts with the energy he'd built up during the drive. I tried unsuccessfully to fly a kite.
But I'm afraid the bit that will linger in my memory is of me and Lycangeek trying to find a place near the Governor Hotel to eat. We'd parked in a street parking space and Yelped a whole list of yummy-looking places, and were discussing which one to try. Then I looked over, past the sidewalk and into the nearby parking lot.
"I'll be damned," says I. "There's a guy pooping on car, just like in Shaunty's story."
Lycangeek looked over, saw the guy pooping on a car, and said, "I don't want to eat around here anymore."
He put the car in gear and drove away, and for the next ten minutes we searched for somewhere well lit and populated, with a certain socio-economic flair. You know, the flair of "your car won't get pooped on."
So now you know, Lycangeek's comfort range from a random car-pooping is about two miles. |
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| looking for a large parking lot in North Central for fundraiser |
[Mar. 20th, 2010·.¸¸.¤* *¤. ¸¸.·09:51 pm] |
My friend is walking in the Race For the Cure this year, and we plan to have a large used women's clothing sale as a fundraiser, ideally on May 15. We could do this from one of our houses, but it could be a much bigger event, and generate that much more awareness, if it took place in a commercial area with a large parking lot (that usually was not fully utilized), with good road frontage, in a place in North Central that was accessible to the bus and/or train. I've already thought of 5555 N Lamar, Northcross Mall and the Alamo and have contacted their property management companies, but if anyone knows of another good place, I'd appreciate hearing about it.
I'm already taking donations of clean women's clothing, but I'd rather have a site nailed down before I advertise it properly. If you have clothes you wish to donate, let me know that, too. :) Much love if they were on hangers, but clean is good! |
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| Dr. Vandana Shiva |
[Mar. 20th, 2010·.¸¸.¤* *¤. ¸¸.·06:56 pm] |
Vandana Shiva to speak on food security, peak oil and climate change on March 27 << Shiva has been singled out by Time magazine as an environmental "hero." Her lecture will draw connections between three of the world's most serious issues: food insecurity, peak oil usage and climate change. She calls for small, sustainable, bio-diverse farms in an effort to evade the environmental and economic problems associated with industrial agriculture. She proposes solutions based on principles of self-organization, community and environmental justice, in opposition to trends of globalization, fossil-fuel dependence and corporate power. >>
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| Zero |
[Mar. 20th, 2010·.¸¸.¤* *¤. ¸¸.·06:48 pm] |
Court says no oil money for Anna Nicole's heirs << Smith married oil tycoon J. Howard Marshall in 1994 when she was a 26-year-old topless dancer in Houston and he was 89. >>
Nigerian rebels attack oil plant << A previously unknown militant group, the Joint Revolutionary Concil, which in recent weeks claims to have struck several oil installations, warned it wanted to reduce oil exports from the world's eight largest exporter to "zero". >> |
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