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| Family drama and the magic box |
| 05.31.04 (8:31 am) [edit] |
Went up North yesterday to see family. My Uncle T has poperty right on the water, Lake Huron .... It was too cold to swim, but I walked on the beach for a little while. I saw an aunt and some cousins I hadn't seen since my Grandma died 2 1/2 years ago. I don't dislike them, I just don't have a lot to talk to them about. My cousin B just announced that she and her husband are going to have their 3rd baby. She is only 2 weeks along and I think that is a bit early to tell annyone, but what do I know. My cousin G has a lot of anger in her. She feels she is owed something. And she has never gotten what she wants. My Aunt M, not mom to the 2 above, kept things going by bringing pitchers of pina coladas. ( I had 4 of them over the course of the day.) She and I went to the road to see a couple of friends of her's. Much fun. D&J have a geat house... They even have a coffin... D was going to be a coffin sales person and then changed his mind, but he still has a sample. I have pictures of me lying in it. Which I will post tomorrow when I get back to work. Aunt M said that if I die in the next 5 years she is going to feel really guilty. So, despite family drama... and who doesn't have that?... it was a good holiday weekend. I am supposed to go see Lynne today, but I am not feeling very well. I think it is spending 2 days outside... my throat and ears are aching. I will have to see if that changes when I get ready to leave. I was really looking forward to another day on the lake. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow, about midnight and woke up around 4 and could not get back to sleep. The first 2 nights I was here I slept better than I have in years. Last night I tossed and turned for hours. Some people might notice that I responded to their blogs at 4:30 am.... I am going to be a grumpy girl today. :D k |
| sunburned and ornery |
| 05.29.04 (7:34 pm) [edit] |
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I am exhausted. My body aches and I am afraid that I am going to have a hard time moving around tomorrow. I have done some stretching, but will probably do some more before I go to bed. I am also sunburned... at least the back of my neck is.... I hardly sat in the sun at all. I feel like I spent the day at the beach, but it was only a yard sale. I sold quite a bit, but not as much as I had hoped. My dad is going to try and sell some books up at school for me. Everything else that didn't sale went to Goodwill. I have a feeling I am going to sleep well tonight. Which will be a nice change of pace. Here is just a pet peeve of yard sales... I will probably never organize one myself... I will just tag along with others. :D I don't mind haggling on the price, but if something is $1 or cheaper you shouldn't ask if it can be market down further.... *grr* If you can't afford a vase for $1 maybe you shouldn't be at a yard sale... Okay I feelbetter... more later... k |
| Chatty bus mates and deep veins |
| 05.28.04 (8:55 pm) [edit] |
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Evening all. This is the first time I have had a chance to post all day. And just as a warning I probably won't get to post until late tomorrow either. Hope you can all handle the wait... :D I stayed home today because I needed to get some stuff done before my dad picked me up. I had to go get an ultra sound done on my arm... before you freak I am just taking part in a study on blood pressure stuff. (Pays $150 and I am all about that.) I got to take nitroglycerin which causes an amazing headache that goes away in 3 minutes. It also feels a bit like pop rocks under the tounge. Anyway... they go to get blood from me and they can't find a vein that will work. I used to have no problem giving blood... they would tap my arm a bit and presto.. blood. Now they can't find any without having to fish around. This time they tried 4 times and still couldn't get any. I have to go back Tuesday and have the specialist try and find my veins. Sheesh. On the trip out to Domino Farms (where the dr. office was) I was on the shuttle with the chattiest of fellas. He asked me where I lived, what I did, where I was going... 25 minutes of questions. It was just me, him and the bus driver. He was a bit mentally challanged, so I didn't feel worried. I just wanted to sit there... I had to fast, so I hadn't eaten anything. And now that I think about it the woman in the waiting room was the same way.... what is going on???? *inhale* *exhale* Gary came over after I got home from being poked and helped me unload the stuff from my house so Dad and I could get out of town faster and beat the holiday traffic. Once we got to Flushing I started setting everything up. I am still not done, but I am lacking enough table space for my books. I hope to make some fat cash.... Well, I am off to read some blogs... talk to you soon. k |
| photos taken down by the tracks |
| 05.27.04 (12:05 pm) [edit] |
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Here is another slideshow for everyone. Most of these were taken down by the railroad tracks.... there is one law school photo. I wanted to have another, but I couldn't get it to post. Thanks for looking, k |
| Shows I have never seen |
| 05.27.04 (8:40 am) [edit] |
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I am not a big fan of episodic tv, which is good becuase not having cable means I don't get any channels. Here is a short list of the shows I have never seen.... 1) Survivor 2) American Idol 3) Sopranos 4) Seinfeld 5) Any of the 5 million Law and Order series 6) That show with Calista Flockhart... blanking on the name 7) Fraiser I am sure there are more, but these are the ones that make people ask if I have been to the Dr. lately. And while I don't watch the shows I seem to know a lot about them. k |
| living story |
| 05.27.04 (7:14 am) [edit] |
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Last year I read about a short story project Shelley Jackson was working on. The story itself wouldn't be published on paper, but in the form of tattoos. There would be over 2000 people involved. I found the idea facinating, but wasn't sure that I wanted this to be my first tattoo, so I just let the idea go. A week ago I saw an article on her once again and it renewed my interest. There are still almost 500 words to go. Maybe after art fair I will write her and get a word. I find the idea of being linked to 2000 strangers in this way appealing.... anyway, stuff to think about. Anyone want to sign up with me? :) k |
| I am a King Prawn okay? |
| 05.26.04 (1:35 pm) [edit] |
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Janeemma wrote a post about her Muppet Lunchbox and it reminded me that I wanted to do an informal poll on what muppets people liked Most? I love the Muppets; the shows, the movies and the merchandise. HEre are my picks... I am so not a Miss Piggy fan... she drives me nuts. My favorites are 2 of the newer Muppets.... Rizzo and Pepe. [image]chicalookate_13976 53454.jpg[/image] [image]chicalookate_12012 89478.jpg[/image] So, which ones do you like? Which ones do you wish would retire? k |
| On the streets and buses of Ann Arbor |
| 05.26.04 (8:57 am) [edit] |
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My dad came down Monday to pick up some more books from me. He was kind enough to take me to Banditos for dinner. On our way back to my place we saw Mary (aka Blue Buddha) starting to push her shopping cart of items across the street... She had just stepped out and had her arms out like she was a traffic cop. Of course she didn't have a walk symbol, but that didn't stop her. My dad continued through the intersection leaving her plenty of room. She gave him the finger... this long nasty dirty finger. Imagine an apple that has sat in your fridge too long... that is Mary. The fury on her face was pretty funny. The other day she was quite nice to me as she sat outside and drank her starbucks coffee. ~~~~ Incident #2 Yesterday I transfered buses downtown and got on one that would take me by the library. Normally I walk because it is only about 1/2 a mile and it is quicker to walk. But yesterday I was carrying jewelry samples to show a woman at work. So, I sit down on the first forward facing seat. On both sides there are 2 seats that face the side of the bus. This man sits down on one on the opposit side of the bus. (I have seen him on the bus before) He says hi... I say hi back and continue on reading. He tells me it is supposed to rain... that he has his rain coat. Sure enough he does... he is wearing one and has one in a bag. He looks at my feet and asks why I don't have shoes on. I tell him I have sandles on... that I won't be outside much... I continue reading. He moves to my side of the bus, right in front of me. He keeps looking down and my feet and talks about it going to rain. And where he thinks it is going to rain. Will it rain in Ann Arbor. It was too early to have somone staring at my feet. Luckily I was able to get off the bus pretty quickly. But I won't ride that bus again. :) k |
| 10 cent deposit and exposed film |
| 05.26.04 (7:37 am) [edit] |
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Today I am going to make an effort to clean up my desk. It tends to get piles of stuff. I think I must have about 50 Diet Coke bottles to take back for the deposit. In this instance it is a good thing because it will allow me to get lunch today. I am broke broke broke... though only until 5 when I can go pick up my check up at the bookstore. For the most part I am in a good mood. I am feeling awake and alert. The sun is shining for the first time in days. I was afraid I was going to float away. I got a message from the public library that a book I want is in. ("The Call of the Mall" by Paco Underhill. He also wrote "Why We Shop" which I recommend to anyone who has ever wondered why stores are laid out the way they are. Facinating read) The only bad spot was I lost a roll of film. I put my camera in my bag and it popped open ruining the almost finished roll. Before any of you start on your "You need a digital camera" lecture, I know, but see the first paragraph of this blog and remember that I am taking bottles back so I can go get lunch. :) I am not as upset about the film as I would have been in years past. I will just go take more pictures. Well, off to the store.... more later. k Bottle return update.... I got $6.80. 68 bottles under my desk... actually, there were 74, but 6 didn't fit into the bags I took to the store. |
| Compare my photo to my crayola portrait... |
| 05.25.04 (1:16 pm) [edit] |
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IslandArtist was kind enough to make a portrait of me. See how close it is to the real thing..... She makes me look pretty darn cute. Thanks Island!!! k [image]chicalookate_34500 0379.jpg[/image] [image]chicalookate_92449 7552.jpg[/image] [i |
| Harry Potter and Recycling |
| 05.24.04 (9:55 am) [edit] |
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Was just searching for info on the 6th Harry Potter book and stumbled across these facts... "It has been estimated that printing 2.5m books - the number of the young wizard's latest adventures sold in Britain - using the greenest methods, on recycled paper, would save: 89,200 trees felled Enough water used to fill 105 Olympic-sized pools Production of greenhouse gases equivalent a car being driven 8m miles Electricity to power an average home for 610 years" ~~~~~~ Would hate to see the totals for all 5 books. The article also said that J.K. Rowling was going to demand recycled paper for the next book. Makes me like her even more. k |
| Childhood fears and things that go bump in the night. |
| 05.24.04 (7:46 am) [edit] |
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When I was a child I had an elaborate ritual that had to be followed before I could fall asleep. My numerous stuffed animals HAD to be on the bed. And arranged in a particular way. I had to have all limbs on the bed. If any drapped over the side they were as good as eaten. This continued for years. I wasn't afraid of the dark... just hand and foot eating things. When I got a bit older I read a short story by Stephen King (the only thing of his I have liked) called "Boogyman" (I think) that scared the stuffing out of me. I slept for a year with things piled in front of my closet so nothing could get out. I still have to have my closet door shut to sleep well. Who says I need to be rational... this is one of the reasons I don't watch scary movies. Any childhood fears that you remember? |
| Stinky popcorn and tears. |
| 05.24.04 (6:17 am) [edit] |
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Another tired morning.... I had one of those nights where it didn't feel like I slept at all, but I didn't feel awake either. Very frustrating., but probably due in part to the crazy weather we are having. Saturday night I went with a group of friends to see Shrek 2. It was cute, but it wasn't what I was hoping for. After some of the group came over to watch "Triplets of Belville". A much better movie. Sunday I got up and watched some Buffy episodes... and cried. A lot. I mean like seriouslly sobbing. Glad it was only me in the house. After I recovered I sorted through more stuff to get rid of. Then I sat on the couch and started to read "Prisoner of Azkaban" for the 4th time. Made popcorn on the stove... which is so much better than microwave popcorn. Burned the first batch, which I always do. Had to light a lot of candles and open all the windows. It was still kind of stinky this morning. Well, time to work... more later. k |
| Dust Rhinos |
| 05.22.04 (1:50 pm) [edit] |
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My lunch break is almost over. I spent most of it reading and commenting on some of my favorite blogs. Eating a chicken soft taco and chips and salsa from one of my favorite Mexican resturants. It is just around the corner from the bookstore... and is run by a surly Indian family. I don't hold it against them since they work with only family.... imagine working with your family for 60+ hours a week. It would be enough to make me surly too. I spent most of the morning cleaning and dusting here. I was getting a bit light headed from the fumes and I was sneezing a lot. Big dust rhinos.... and many dust bunnies. Only 3 hours left and I can go home and clean my place some more. I know, you are thinking that one person couldn't handle this much excitement. It is rough, but I am a strong woman. *lol* Well, back to cleaning.... k |
| Singing delivery guy and more storms |
| 05.22.04 (8:34 am) [edit] |
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Morning! I got to the bookstore early. I am sitting in the basement with most of the lights off, eating a Granny Smith Apple, listening to some music and typing up this post. Not a bad start to the day. I hear it is supposed to be crazy hot, so I turned the air on now to be prepared. The skies are still really gray and it looks like more rain may be heading our way. The sidewalks are litered with debris. Lots of small trees have fallen down. Had strange dreams last night, probably due to the storm that went through last night around 10 pm. One involved a singing pizza delivery guy driving a clown car that had a HUGE delevery sign on top. It blew off, but we didn't notice until he was ready to leave. Well, I should go count the drawer. We have a couple new people working today so I will probably stay in the store during lunch and will post more then. k |
| Thunderstorms and cookie dough |
| 05.21.04 (6:19 am) [edit] |
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I am exhausted this morning. There was a huge Thunderstorm right over my apartment. I love t-storms as I have mentioned, I just wish they wouldn't happen at midnight on a work night. A girl needs her beauty sleep after all. Last night I had dinner with Lynne. I borrowed Gary's car so I was just bopping along, trying to find a song I liked on the radio. On the way I got a bit lost, but found myself pretty quickly. I met Cookie her "new" dog. Very cute. The walk to Cady's resturant was a lot of fun. Though she didn't trip this time when we got downtown. :) The tortilla crisp dessert was divine. It was cookie dough wraped in a tortilla and deep fried, covered with ice cream and chocolate sauce and whipped cream. On the way home we had a discussion that I disagreed with parts of what she said, not all mind you like she would have you believe. :D Geesh. Anyway, I am sure I will be back to write more soon. k |
| Nipple cream.... |
| 05.20.04 (10:05 am) [edit] |
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Not something I have ever worried aobut... have you? And is there anything we do like about our bodies? k P.S. Special thanks to Peter for finding this and sending it my way. [image]chicalookate_54918 232.gif[/image] HKN385 Pink Nipple Cream In Japan, a great many women are concerned over having dark nipples or nipples that are not as pink as they'd like them to be -- nipples do get darker as part of the normal process of growing up. The Japanese have created a great product to help bring the pinkness of youth back into women's' nipples. An over-the-counter product, it is considered a gentle solution to bringing out the brightness and color in your nipples. To use, apply to the nipple area in a small amount daily. If you note that the cream causes irritation, itching, redness to your skin, discontinue use. If cream gets into your eye, wash the eye with clean water and do not rub. Do not use on any area that has cuts, abrasions, or other skin abnormalities. Do not use while nursing. Keep tube out of the sun, and out of reach of children. Keep out of areas of extreme heat or cold. Replace cap after use. |
| Slideshow... yes another one |
| 05.20.04 (9:08 am) [edit] |
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I need to go drop off film today. But here are a few more pictures. Thanks for looking. :) k More Random Pictures |
| Today's painting |
| 05.20.04 (6:21 am) [edit] |
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I have always liked Gustav Klimt's paintings. He is most famous these days for the painting "The Kiss", but I decided to post "Emile Floge". Most of his works seem so lush and extravagant. This one isn't as metalic as some of his other paintings. She just sort of suited my mood today. :) k [image]chicalookate_20945 1325.jpg[/image] |
| Want to live on this street? |
| 05.18.04 (12:21 pm) [edit] |
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Snapped this on my walk with Chance the other day. k [image]chicalookate_16852 2024.jpg[/image] |
| Babbling |
| 05.18.04 (6:34 am) [edit] |
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My dad came down yesterday to pick up boxes 13-23 of the books I am getting rid of. I also to a box down to Motte and Bailey, one of the many used bookstores in town to see if they wanted to buy some. I am really enjoying this book purging. I get to see what I actually own. I ended up being at work an hour later than normal for a training session on our new system. It wasn't as bad as I thought. I went out taking photos for awhile. Down by the river and the old train station. I hope some of them turned out. If I make enough money selling the books I will have them developed. :) Hate being broke. Other than that my life is calm. Maybe I will find a new painting to post.... k |
| New photos |
| 05.17.04 (1:17 pm) [edit] |
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Here are some pictures I took in the last couple weeks.... Need to go out soon and take more. k View my random slideshow! |
| More on collecting |
| 05.17.04 (7:48 am) [edit] |
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After Saturday's cleaning extravaganza at X's house I started looking through my own items. I used to be much more of a pack rat than I am now. I now collect mainly books and craft items. I have a lot of stuff on my walls. Which won't be able to go up when I move, since the new place has panelling and I would be hesitant to put too many holes in it. We'll see. I am not really religious, but I also collect Virgin Mary items, though it has slowed down a bit in the last year. It started with a 2 ft tall Mary I bought with Gary down in Chicago. I have paintings, glow in the dark Mary's, a bottle cap bracelet of Marys. I even have a Mary that someone put onto a big lump of coal. I am not sure what it is about BVM (Blessed Virgin Mary) that appeals to me. She always looks so serene. That even at the worst she didn't lose it. I am not explaining this well, but it is the best I can do. Most of the BVMs are packed away right now because I don't have room. I was also told they shouldn't be in the bedroom because it could freak the boys out. :D I could see their point. What things do you collect? Any of them considered odd? k |
| Relaxing Sunday |
| 05.16.04 (1:37 pm) [edit] |
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I am not as sore today as I thought I would be. But I am definitly feeling yesterday's cleaning extravaganza. After I wrote yesterday I went home and ordered pizza, had a few drinks and watched a couple movies. I stayed up too late reading, so when Chance (the dog I am watching for P.) decided he wanted to go out at 5 I was more than a little grumpy. But I went right back to sleep after I back in the house. He and I went for a long walk this morning and it was lovely. The sun was shining... which it really hadn't done this week. And there was a breeze blowing. It was perfect. I rented a few more movies to watch tonight. I think I am going to go home and put one on... and be crafty while watching a movie. Hope everyone has a lovely day. k |
| Collecting Intervention. |
| 05.15.04 (7:29 pm) [edit] |
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Oh my god I am exhausted. Every bone and muscle in my body aches right now. I mentioned to a few of you that I was going to help friends with an "cleaning intervention" for a friend. Well, she is just an acquaintence of mine, but my good friend C was the one who organized the event. We went out a couple months ago to start the project. I am not even sure words could describe how bad this was... A few descriptions to let you know what we were dealing with. First off this woman, I'll call her X, is 56 years old and she says collecting things since she was about 30. She collects every holiday thing imaginable, M & M stuff, anything maize and blue (she is a huge U of M fan), Campbell's Soup collectibles, Barbie, puzzles, hot air balloon items, stamps, coins, happy meal toys, stuffed animals... and more that my poor fried brain can't even fathom. She had 3 rooms full of stuff. I mean full, she hasn't slept in her bedroom in years. THere was a path to her brother's room. Today we made it to the bedroom and spent the better part of 8 hours trying to clean some of it up.... we made a 5 ft long path, about a 1 1/2 ft wide path... and then veered off about another 2 ft to form an "L" shape. Most of the stacks were taller than I am and I am 5 ft 7. Everything was in plastic bags with the handles tied in double nots. Things were disinergrating, mice had invaded and left lots of droppings. It was vile.. and the thing is X doesn't want to get rid of anything. She "needs" it. We set guide lines.. that if she had 3 of the same thing we could put one in a yard sale. It is like pulling teeth. I have more to write about this, but I need to go eat... the first thing I did when I got home after walking the dog was take a really long shower. I am going to feel this tomorrow. k |
| What is everyone reading? |
| 05.14.04 (1:46 pm) [edit] |
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I am currently reading "Meaning of Everything" by Simon Winchester... it is about the making of the Oxford English Dictionary. I love his writing style... smart, but with a sense of humor. I never feel like he is writing down to me. Nor is he writing over my head. That is the only one right now... normally I have 3 going at once. Any books to share? k |
| Kate's blog a la Snoop Dogg for Cyberpal |
| 05.14.04 (12:43 pm) [edit] |
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Just a sampling of my blog translated by Snoop (see earlier post). Cyber, hope this makes you laugh... k ~~~~ LIBRA: Wanting be in a conscious, equal partnership is a dream yo' ass've been nursing fo' a long time n' shit. Yo' ass're so into this that shiznit's screwed yo' ass up, know what I'm sayin'? Yo' ass're putting a lot of effort into making yourself da perfect person fo' someone who doesn't know how do anything but trash yo' best qualities n' shit. This ain't what love's 'bout, know what I'm sayin'? Take a step back 'n look long 'n hard at what yo' ass're doing." It will become obvious yo' ass that there's no balance here." Codependence is a disease that's hard cure overnight, but yo' ass has stop being such a sucker, know what I'm sayin'? ~~~~~~ A bizarre sign warning construction workers of a curse at da site of da new YMCA building wuz tacked onto a fence Wednesday by a mutha who warned a worker take that shiznit seriously, Ann Arbor Fuzz be like n' shit. The small sign wuz affixed da north siiiiide of da fence on Huron Street, at da site that wuz once crib da Ann Arbor Technology Center, know what I'm sayin'? That building had been set fo' demolition but burned down in a suspected arson in July." |
| Cursed site |
| 05.14.04 (9:24 am) [edit] |
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A coworker forwarded this article to me. I blogged about this site catching on fire not too long ago... maybe it is cursed. IN BRIEF Thursday, 13, 2004 Sign warns of curse at new YMCA site A bizarre sign warning construction workers of a curse at the site of the new YMCA building was tacked onto a fence Wednesday by a man who warned a worker to take it seriously, Ann Arbor Police said. The small sign was affixed to the north side of the fence on Huron Street, at the site that was once home to the Ann Arbor Technology Center. That building had been set for demolition but burned down in a suspected arson in July. The sign said, in part, "This ... Temple of Evil was destroyed by a Father of Time. If you choose to work here I will destroy you as well," police reports said. The message was signed by "The Sphinx." An electrician who read the sign said he snickered at its message, but the man who posted it told him it wasn't funny, reports said. The electrician reported the incident to his supervisor, and the man walked off, reports said. He has not been located. From News staff reports ) 2004 Ann Arbor News. Used with permission Ann Arbor News |
| Rainy day quotes |
| 05.14.04 (8:34 am) [edit] |
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It is pretty gray and damp out there today. I don't mind that kind of weather, but I would rather be able to be at home and enjoy it. from my couch. It is making me sleepy. Some rainy day quotes... "Summer is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces up, snow is exhilarating; there is no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather." ~~ John Rushkin "Rain is grace; rain is the sky condescending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life." John Updike "For the man sound of body and serene of mind there is no such thing as bad weather; every day has its beauty, and storms which whip the blood do but make it pulse more vigorously." George Robert Gissing "I'm not afraid of storms, for I'm learning to sail my ship." Louisa May Alcott k |
| Today's painting.... |
| 05.14.04 (7:37 am) [edit] |
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I was flipping through one of my old art history books and stumbled across this painting by James Whistler called "Falling Rocket: Nocturne in Black and Gold". I wished that I could see the full size version. I read that it is at the DIA. This is the second one I have mentioned that makes its home at the DIA... I had no idea. I also see that they are having a "Whistler and His Followers" exhibition until June. Sorry, I don't have a better image of this painting. k [image]chicalookate_12947 24512.jpg[/image] |
| Snoop Dogg's take on world events |
| 05.13.04 (1:45 pm) [edit] |
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On a happier note.... Ask Snoop Dogg k |
| idiots and Lord of the Flies |
| 05.13.04 (1:06 pm) [edit] |
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"Power is the ultimate aphrodisiac." Henry A. Kissinger "This is no different than what happens at the Skull and Bones initiation... You ever heard of a need to blow some steam off?" Rush Limbaugh Rush, that could be a reason if those involved were only US soldiers, but they didn't. I want to make everyone read "Lord of the Flies" by William Golding... the current scandal reminds me of the book. Mabye I will dig out my copy this evening. grrr k |
| Painting of the Day |
| 05.13.04 (9:22 am) [edit] |
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I love Marc Chagall's paintings, in part because of the colors used. I feel like I could hold them up to the window and light would stream through them. Later in his career he did go on to make stain glass windows. He did quite a few paintings with a circus theme... here is one that I really enjoy.... hope you feel the same. k [image]chicalookate_43247 9688.gif[/image] |
| Randoms thoughts on current events |
| 05.13.04 (8:35 am) [edit] |
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As always this is my opinion… feel free to disagree. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I have been hearing a lot of people talking about the Iraqi prisoner abuse photos. People lumping all Iraqis together into one group, calling them animals. I find this trend to be very disturbing. We get upset when we hear radical Muslim groups that say all Americans are evil. So, how is what we do different? We can torture prisoners, but they can’t retaliate? We invaded their country, but they aren’t supposed to fight back? I am not sure what the logic is there. The bottom line is that no one deserves to be treated this way. No one. Yes, America does a lot of good in the world, but we are also responsible for some of the bad that goes on as well. We have forgotten what it is to be the underdog. We go around imposing our will on the world, whether or not it is right for them. Many of the countries we are “helping” never asked for our help and would rather not deal with the strings that go along with our gifts. Do we really give them a chance to say no thanks? And anyone who thinks that our government does anything to be kind is very naïve. I do not believe that just because Bush is president we have to support him. In fact, it is our right not to. (And for those who push the issue I just want to ask if you supported Clinton during his tenure.) I think we need to question our leaders. It is good for them… and for us. |
| Nightmare |
| 05.12.04 (1:09 pm) [edit] |
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I was trying to think of something to blog about and wasn't having much luck. I didn't want to blog about what is going on in Iraq. Nothing much is going on personally, so no go to that topic. So, I decided maybe I would post a painting that moved me. When I went searching for it I didn't realize that it is Detroit at the DIA. I am going to have to drag Lynne to it when we take on the big city. The Painting is The Nightmare by Henry Fuseli. I find it very disturbing. But when I tried remembering paintings it is what came to mind. I love the gothic feel of it. Tell me what you think. k [image]chicalookate_11622 23163.jpg[/image] |
| Yes, I am here.... |
| 05.12.04 (12:25 pm) [edit] |
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Just a little late. But I am feeling better and now I am at work. Here is my horoscope for this week... umm glad i am not in a relationship right now. LIBRA: Wanting to be in a conscious, equal partnership is a dream you've been nursing for a long time. You're so into this it's screwed you up. You're putting a lot of effort into making yourself the perfect person for someone who doesn't know how to do anything but trash your best qualities. This isn't what love's about. Take a step back and look long and hard at what you're doing. It will become obvious to you that there's no balance here. Codependence is a disease that's hard to cure overnight, but you have to stop being such a sucker. Check out yours at I have to get some work done... I will check in later and write something else. k |
| Tramp Lamps |
| 05.11.04 (1:10 pm) [edit] |
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I was cleaning up my bookmarks and found this link to Tramp Lamps I would love to have one of these. I like Rosalind and Belinda. Which is your favorite? k |
| Random Pictures |
| 05.11.04 (11:16 am) [edit] |
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I really want to go out and take some photos, but the weather hasn't been to nice the last few days. Also, I have just had a lot going on. Maybe tomorrow... until then here are a few more photos. :D k [image]chicalookate_11812 01859.jpg[/image] [image]chicalookate_26973 547.jpg[/image] [image]chicalookate_11454 33784.jpg[/image] |
| last night... and a special treat. |
| 05.11.04 (9:43 am) [edit] |
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Lots of things running around in my head and I am having a hard time deciding what to write about. My friend Peter showed me a job online yesterday and I just might apply. I don't have some of the qualifications, but I do have quite a few of them. The perk would be that I would almost double my salary if I got it. I need to work on my resume, which is not my strong point. Went to dinner with friends last night. One of them was S... who I have blogged about before. Gary came along and so did my friend Rick. G,R and I were laughing and carrying on. We were having a lot of fun. S just sat there. She added nothing to the conversation. Even when I tried to engage her. With each passing day I realize that we can be friends we just can't be as close as we were. We haven't really seen each other much in the last 5 months and it doesn't seem like I have missed much. She is so wrapped up in her guy... talking about needing to buy "family" cars now. Just not how I think I guess. Okay, that is enough that. After dinner G and I sat outside and watched the storm roll in. It was really lovely. My dad came down and picked up about 12 boxes of books... so you can see my living room floor again. :D Well, I need to get some work done... But here is a little treat for those who made it to the end of this entry. Enjoy. k |
| Confidence builder |
| 05.10.04 (4:00 pm) [edit] |
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One of my favorites sites is Ze Frank . It is good for hours of viewing pleasure. Here is his Predate Confidnece Builder and we could all use that couldn't we. Enjoy. I am off to enjoy the sunshine. k |
| Frozen Banana Cream Crack Pt.2 |
| 05.10.04 (9:31 am) [edit] |
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My faith in mankind has been restored... I went to the bank this morning.... waiting with my nose pressed against the door until they opened. They had my money!!! Of course the guy who I asked about it had to follow proceedures... Me: "Hi. I was in on Saturday and dropped an envelope with $40." Teller: "What is your name?" Me: "My name isn't on the envelope." Teller: "It might be on the envelope." Me: "Kate Kehoe. The envelope says "shower gift" on it" Teller: "How much was in it?" (He is holding an envelope w/"shower gift" written on the front.) Me: "$40" Teller: "Do I just give it to her?" (asked of manager who says YES!) Teller: "You can count it." Me: "Thanks." (I just saw him count it.) It makes me wonder how many other banks I could go into and ask if they have an envelope I dropped. I am glad he was not just tossing my money around, but still.... k |
| Joe Bob's take on the abuse of Iraqi prisioners |
| 05.10.04 (8:33 am) [edit] |
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A week or so ago I posted about how much I love Joe Bob Briggs Normally I don't do political bloggs, prefering to leave that to the experts, but I thought this sumed up the abuse of Iraqi prisioners by US soliders pretty well. This is from this week's "Joe Bob's Week In Review" k " As more pictures of naked and abused prisoners from the now notorious Abu Ghraib prison emerged, the chronology is shaping up like this: * The official military manual for interrogation--which says, among other things, that you should never touch the prisoner and that you should use direct questioning, not intimidation--was pretty much tossed out from the very beginning. * The commander at Guantanamo issued directives in Iraq to use coercive techniques found to work at Guantanamo--which makes you wonder, WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY DOING AT GUANTANAMO? * The International Committee of the Red Cross started circulating detailed accounts of prisoner abuse at Abu Ghraib at an early date, implying that the Geneva Conventions were not being obeyed. * Amnesty International reported the same thing. * Human Rights Watch reported the same thing. * When the Red Cross, Amnesty International or Human Rights Watch met with American officials, they were pretty much brushed off as liars. * When the Red Cross finally took its complaints to Condoleezza Rice and Colin Powell, they were not taken seriously. * Ivan Frederick, a father of one of the Army reservists under investigation for mistreatment of prisoners, wrote letters to 17 members of Congress detailing what was going on. He was ignored by all 17. * Major General Geoffrey D. Miller, commander in charge of military jails in Iraq, finally issued an order last week stating: "We will no longer, in any circumstances, hood any of the detainees. We will no longer use stress positions in any of our interrogations. And we will not use sleep deprivation in any of our interrogations." * Previously, when asked whether the United States was using hooding, stress positions, or sleep deprivation, the military refused to comment. So the announcement that we were stopping the practices is the first anyone knew that we were USING the practices, all of which are forbidden in the last publicly available military manual. * Lest we downplay the importance of "stress positions"-- forcing the prisoner to stand in an uncomfortable position for hours (try standing in ANY position for hours)--and sleep deprivation, it turns out that most of the 10 to 20 deaths blamed on interrogations were the result of . . . heart attacks. * It's not just pictures. " |
| Getting stuck in a rut |
| 05.10.04 (7:51 am) [edit] |
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I was walking to work today and started thinking about routines and how easy it is to get wrapped up in one and not even realize what has happened. I walk the same route, get the same food for breakfast and on and on. For me I think some of this comes from my depressed period. That it was all I could do to get out of bed. I needed a routine to focus on. Now, I am happier and healthier, but still stuck with the routine. I am trying to mix things up a bit. Simple things like choosing a new way to walk home or trying something different at a resturant. Small baby steps. In August I will be making a big step by moving to Jackson. I have gotten comfortable in Ann Arbor, but not necessarily happy. Who knows what I will be ready for then? Anyone else deal with this problem? |
| Care for some frozen banana cream? |
| 05.09.04 (2:49 pm) [edit] |
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I was going to post this story yesterday, but I was feeling grumpy and just wanted to go home and take a nap. I am still a bit blah, but decided to post anyway. Yesterday I did a "craft show" at someone's house. (I am blanking on her name.) She was very nice, but a bit scattered. I thought she had hosted these shows before, but this was the first time. Her house was way in the middle of nowhere and at the end of a long driveway. I also thought that there were going to be more vendors. I turned out to be me, a woman selling quilts, a woman who sells Longaberger (sp) baskets and the rest was the owner stuff. People would walking in, take a quick look at walk out. I made $55... $24 of which was the friend who told me about the show... I think she bought stuff just so I would have a sale. So, I ended up having 3 sales. Ann (the quilt lady) was my ride home and she and I decided to leave at 2... it was scheduled form 10-4. Those 4 hours were some of the longest I have experienced. The sister of the craft lady kept trying to feed us frozen banana cream stuff .."It is just banana can you believe it?" "We have toppings you can have it as a sundae." You would think it was crack. So, I made it home and decided I would go deposit my earnings and my starter money. I took the bus downtown and got to the bank 10 min before it closed. I was pretty proud of myself. I then went to see my friend Rick at the resturant he manages. I had a nice slushy alcholic beverage and some breadsticks. I go to pay and realize that I don't have any money. I had deposited about $90 and kept $40 back. I had put the $40 back in the envelope and thought I had put it in my bag. I guess I left it at the banks. So tomorrow I have to go see if anyone was honest enough to turn it in. If they didnt I only made $15 for the day. $55 wasn't great, but at least I made enough to cover the hours I didn't work at the bookstore. On a happier note I called a friend to go out and have a cocktail and had a nice end to the evening. Today I went through more stuff to sell in the yard sale... I have boxes of books to get rid of. Yeah for me!!! Thanks for listening to me whine... that is if you got this far. |
| Lazy Logan Pics |
| 05.07.04 (11:36 am) [edit] |
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Just so you can see that he is a slug... but a cute one. k [image]chicalookate_34800 8757.jpg[/image] [image]chicalookate_10026 41972.jpg[/image] |
| Picture of the Big Dog |
| 05.07.04 (10:47 am) [edit] |
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Here is a pic of Logan.. the big dog mentioned in my previous entry. This was his favorite activity. So it wasn't too hard to room w/him. Except for storms and large amounts of poo.... [image]chicalookate_11158 81795.jpg[/image] |
| Crash Boom Bang |
| 05.07.04 (8:20 am) [edit] |
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A little sleepy today. There was a great big thunderstorm last night. Big flashes of lightening. Normally I love storms, but I really just wanted to sleep last night. I guess I can just sleep at my desk. At least Moose didn't freak out at the thunder. Z's (old roommate) dog Logan used to go nuts when there was a storm. He is a big 100 lb plus Ridgeback. Lovely dog, but when there was thunder he tended to destory things. There would be no calming him down. Maybe it will storm this evening when I have a chance to enjoy it. :D Off to a meeting. Just wanted to say "Morning". k |
| This from... |
| 05.06.04 (9:42 am) [edit] |
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This from a man who regularly let his ass hang out? Hmmm? "This culture is in big trouble. All you see on television are debased images. You saw the Super Bowl. I don't even need to say anything more about it." -- PRINCE, in Rolling Stone magazine. k |
| Heifer & today's public service announcement |
| 05.06.04 (7:41 am) [edit] |
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I realized this morning that I have really done many none photo blogs lately. Well, since I have run out of pictures worth sharing, I guess I have to write something. :D Yesterday I was going through my mail and saw that I had received a copy of "World Ark" which is published by Heifer International I love this organization. For those of you not familiar with H.I. it is a group that helps provide poor through out the world to provide for themselves by giving gifts of livestock. (Everything from oxen to chicks. Even honeybees can be given.) They teach the best ways to care for these animals and how to improve their quality of life. (This is the very simplified version of their mission) There are several things that H.I. does that impress me.... One is that they don't allow women and children to be excluded from the training. That they are given a vital role in the decision making for their community. Second is that they aren't there to push religion on people who are vulnerable. The third is that they try to help in the most environmentally friendly way possible. Here are a few facts from the "World Ark" ~1.2 Billion people struggle to survive on $1 or less a day ~Nearly 3 Billion people exist on $2 or less a day. ~Only 20% of teh world's population lives in developed countries. Yet these countries consume 80% of the worlds resources and produce 80% of the world's waste and pollutants. They also point out that we really don't need to give up much in order to change things. Switch to energy effiecent light bulbs. Turn off lights and appliances when not in use. Buy a car that is more energy efficient. Recycle. Things that really are pretty easy in the scope of things. Well, that is my PSA for the day. I hope you check out |
| a couple more pictures to share |
| 05.05.04 (12:49 pm) [edit] |
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| fuzzy |
| 05.05.04 (8:50 am) [edit] |
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This sort of how I am feeling today... just a little out of sorts. No real reason, just lots on my mind. Lots of decisions to make and things to figure out. More later... k [image]chicalookate_11391 63898.jpg[/image] |
| Playing with food photo |
| 05.04.04 (2:05 pm) [edit] |
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I was at the pub one night and one of the managers ordered a foccacia and this was how it came out. I thought it was fun and decided to take a picture of it. In a bit of a silly mood. Thanks for putting up with my various photos. k [image]chicalookate_13741 68336.jpg[/image] |
| various photos. |
| 05.04.04 (10:16 am) [edit] |
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Here are a few more pics from this weekend. And the first on is the tattoo I got back in Oct for my 30th bday. (I am going though some photo cds to see what I might have forgotten) The last one I posted a similar one the other day, but this is from a different angle [image]chicalookate_10468 18553.jpg[/image] [image]chicalookate_10164 02322.jpg[/image] [image]chicalookate_13523 18222.jpg[/image] [image]chicalookate_37399 7065.jpg[/image] |
| Strange dreams |
| 05.04.04 (7:49 am) [edit] |
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There must be something in the air these days because the last few nights I have had some very bizarre dreams. Dream #1) Normally I only sleep in one area of the bed. Making the bed is easy since I don’t normally toss and turn too much. But last night I slept sideways. Part of it was cat related, but the other part was dream related. I dreamt I was at a day spa that was run out of someone’s crappy apartment. My friend was in the waiting room arguing with her ex boyfriend. The technician kept trying to feed me potato chips. I had to hold my arms up the whole time. She was doing a facial for me, but the stuff she was using looked like strawberry yogurt or cream cheese. It had a really coarse texture. I have a feeling that if I didn’t wake up I wouldn’t have a face anymore. Dream #2 It was the middle of the night and I was going thrift store shopping with a friend. We were in this old nasty van. We passed a store that was on our list and saw that all the clothes were outside piled high. There were lots of bags of what looked like shredded paper. We decided that this was not the place for us, so we went to the second store. It was in an old house, with the porch piled high with junk. The first floor was really narrow. Just albums and a register were on this floor. The albums were on shelves that rocked and you needed to hold up with your knees. Part of the house was lived in and we weren’t supposed to shop in them. But I went into a closet and started to pick out shoes. I looked in a mirror and my clothes changed to one of those little girl dresses it was white with yellow ribbon trim. I had my hair pulled back into a ponytail with a big yellow bow at the back. I had to go to the bathroom, but the only in the whole house was a wood structure like an outhouse in the middle of the room. It was really tiny… only small children could have fit in there. People started yelling about this and I woke up. ~~~~ I wasn't drinking or eating before going to sleep either. k |
| Non Cemetery Photos for Cyberpal & Jenn |
| 05.03.04 (3:50 pm) [edit] |
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Okay... no cemetery pictures here. Hope you weren't too scared. k Happy Pictures! |
| Cemetery photos |
| 05.03.04 (1:08 pm) [edit] |
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Here are some of the pictures I took at the cemetery this weekend. And I am trying my hand at a slideshow... I have always liked wandering through older cemetery's. There is a sense of peace that I feel when I walk through the gates. It isn't like the modern "resting places" where everything is flat and has no character. This Saturday I went to a cemetery on the student side of town. I think I was the only person there. It was a gray damp day. Just my kind of weather. Hope you enjoy these. k Cemetery |
| TurtleBoy.... for ScubaDiva |
| 05.03.04 (10:02 am) [edit] |
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I have had pretty bad luck in the dating game. Didn't date at all until I was out of high school and since then the dates have been few and far between. First boyfriend at 19 turned out to be gay... he didn't want to be, but figured if there was anyone he could be straight with it was me. Well, that didn't put me in a good frame of mind. After that I had lots of first dates and very few second dates. I met Paul online the summer before I turned 25. Things started out okay, I was a little wary at this point. Certain things bugged me, like the fact that the only furniture in his living room was a chair and an entertainment unit. He would want to cuddle and I didn't find sitting on the floor very condusive to cuddling. I had told him my background. My issue with touching and how I was working on it. I also mentioned my coming to terms with my weight and learning to love my body. And finally the fact that I was a virgin at 24. He seemed okay with all of these things. So imagine my surprise when one night in bed he asked if I had considered losing weight. Since he was concerned about my health. Okay, I had actually lost weight while dating him. We had only been dating 3 months. It wasn't like I had gained 60 lbs. in that time. (Note to everyone... never talk about weight when someone is naked.) I had waited all these years to lose my virginity to him???? People ask if I castrated him. Sadly, no. I was so shocked and hurt that I just said no and rolled over and went to sleep. Lots of comebacks ran through my mind, but I didn't say them, afraid that if I started I would lose it. (Things like maybe if you got a penis extention. Or a personality) Needless to say this ended the relationship. How did he become Turtle Boy you might ask? He got a turtle from his brother. Then he added 2 more. He had a turtle necklace. He also bought one of those tshirts of turtles swiming through the cosmos. And when I looked at him carefully I realized that his nose tipped down and his chin tipped up.... sort of like a turtle. I still see him around town occassionaly. He is married now... to a girl about the same size as I am. So, I guess he overcame his fear of fat. And I still snicker when he walks away. Well, that is a trip down memory lane for you.... k |
| Reminds me of the moon |
| 05.03.04 (8:11 am) [edit] |
Since Cybperpal posted a few pictures of night flowers I decided to post one of my own. Not sure the name of this flower, but it made me think of something alien.  k |
| Just stopping in |
| 05.01.04 (4:12 pm) [edit] |
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Wandered around town today. Probably not the best day to do it since it is graduation and the town is full of people. I spent an hour wandering around one of the older cemetaries taking photos of stones. I will go have them developed Monday so I can post them. It is raining now and I am putting off going home for a bit. I am looking forward to getting back to my place and just sitting on the couch for awhile. I might not be in to post tomorrow which will be the first time since I started this blog that I haven't written anything. We will see if I actually stay away. Enjoy the rest of the weekend. k |
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