Babygator tagged me to do 10 things a week or so ago. I've not had a chance to do it, even though there has been lots of stuff careening around in my head that I intended to use. Of course, now I can't remember the ones I didn't write down and I don't like the ones I did!
So, here we go -10 things off the top of my head:
1. I hate coffee. In all its many forms and permutations. It's just nasty and it makes you old.
2. I went to bed at 8:30 p.m. last night. Slept all freakin' night long. I had a really bad headache and it was either sleep or throw up. I chose sleep. Rumor has it that there was a prodigious amount of snoring, too, but I'm sure that is a lie from the pit of hell.
3. Jackson keeps asking me what I want for Christmas. I have no idea. I think I am going to be a total Scrooge about Christmas this year.
4. We started doing yoga at work again last week. It is a pale substitute for riding my bike, but I'm getting lazy and it is cold and dark at 7:15 in the morning these days. However, I have to admit, nothing makes me feel as good as yoga and nothing I've ever done has made more of a visible difference in my body than yoga. I don't lose any weight, but it seems to redistribute the lumps in a more pleasing manner.
5. Speaking of yoga, while I was waiting for someone this afternoon, I tested things out. I discovered I could put my foot on top of the filing cabinet without standing on my tip-toes. Flexibility returns!
6. I want to be a tattoo artist. But I want to paint tattoos on canvas instead of people, although, I'd agree to do them on people if I had to. If I ever get sent to prison, I plan to barter with tattoos. Ester's youngest son used to stop by my office for a Sharpie tattoo whenever he came to see his mom. He was my first customer....sigh.... the memories...
7. I'm re-reading Stephen King's Rose Madder. It not one of his better known books, but I really like it. Something to do with the way the painting speaks to the main character, I think.
8. Evil Steve has come out from under the bed. She still does not like Zoe the Poo Machine, but she finally realized that she can smack the hell out of the dog and make her run away crying. Steve it enough of a bully to think that is a good thing. Doofus Archie just ignores her, unless she gets too close.
9. Is it a crime not to take college courses if I can do so for free? Probably so. I should start. But I've had it up to my eyeballs with psychology. Same with sociology. The local U doesn't seem to offer many night courses in Art. Nor do they offer a master's degree in that subject. Maybe I will work on a Master's in English. But I think I will try to do shoddy work and crappy papers. I just want to go and learn, but I don't want to really work at it. I could just audit the courses, but then I wouldn't be working towards a degree and what's the point of that?
10. Am I the only one who gets sort of hypnotized by the action of pen on paper? I love the feel of it, the scratchy sound of it and the way a page full of carefully drawn script looks. I don't do nearly enough pen and paper stuff anymore. I write much, much faster on the computer, but it just isn't the same. And I miss writing letters.
20 comments:
Yeah, pen on paper is nice. I like a kind of thick point, maybe even a square nib, on a slightly textured ecru paper.
I love your list Rach. And I am so glad to see you back, I was beginning to miss you.
One question--why in heaven's name would you want your foot on top of the filing cabinet?
And free college courses--Wow.
Oohh! Rose Madder!! Good one.
You can tattoo me. I want Tinkerbell. Or the Aerosmith logo.
david - yep. We could totally share school supplies.
annie - thanks! I've been missing this too, just haven't had the energy to do it. Why the foot on the filing cabinet? To see if it could be done, of course!
bunny - I ain't doin' Tinkerbell, but I'd be willing to give the Aerosmith logo a shot! ha ha!
I can put my foot up over the door. For reals.
*mutters show off*
Great list! I'm totally with you on #5... I think it's important to know whether you can do that, and I can do it, too.
OK. In the interest of science, or exercise physiology, or boredom, I just closed my office door and attempted to put my fifty-one-year-old foot on top of the four-drawer file cabinet.
I did it!
Now, can you do it without holding onto a chair?
I miss writing letters, too...
Mindy: Which door? huh? Huh?!
Yay Dogblogger and Zorra! Don't you feel like you've accomplished somehting today?
grace: Maybe we should wright letters to each other...
I am so proud of you for doing this Rach. I was starting to think that you had forgotten. And you named a girl cat Evil Steve???
Thanks gator. We named a girl cat Steve (long story) and she earned the Evil appelation all on her own.
I love that your office does yoga.
I makes up for the hating coffee thing.
Almost.
Great list, and glad you're back! We have a yoga place right across from the church, and you're making me wonder if I should go sign-up.
Cheese! Decry the coffee! It's evil!! Run away!
Kim: Go to yoga - go directly to yoga. Do not pass go, do not collect $200. We use DVDs and an empty classroom to do yoga here. I'd love to attend an actual class.
Hey, I just put my foot up on the file cabinet also ... but could someone please call the fire department cause I think I'm stuck ...
Little David -- fine point pen, maybe one of those fancy ones with the diamond shaped tip. It makes for better scratching when pulling it across the paper. However, when I truly want to watch the ink seep into the nooks and crannies of the linen, then I go with a with a thicker point.
I put my foot on a file cabinet, mind you it is only two drawers and doesn't come up above my waist, but I did it. I didn't even have to hold on to a chair.
And what's wrong with Evil Steve for a cat name. I named a cat Reagan after the chick in The Exorcist. Cats can be well, evil & strange.
Way to go dijea! Startin' small ain't all bad. And you're right - cats are definitely evil and strange.
You are the first other person I can find who read Rose Madder. I loved it. Girl power stuff.
I can put my foot up someone's ...wait, I don't think that's what you meant.
If you came to the yoga classes out here at the YMCA I go to, you would lose weight and be able to put your foot up over your house. The teachers here are tough. 10 minutes in plank with a 5 minute journey through chadarunga....you'll have arms stronger than the Terminator's in no time!
(And you lose lots of weight just learning how to pronounce the damn poses!)
Man, I've been having to do some piss-poor yoga with my right ankle out of commission for the past six weeks, but it's kept me sane whiel waiting to return to my beloved cardio. You and my husband Guy feel the same about coffee--if I want him to leave me alone, I breathe my coffee breath on him. And oh, for pen on paper! I have a fountain pen that you put ink into my dipping the tip into the inkwell and turning a little syringe-thing on the ink cartridge to fill it up. Oh, and to write on 300# watercolor paper!!!
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