Category: random thoughts

dreaming out loud, Introspection, random thoughts

Long-handed

The prompts answered above are: 1. Name 2. Blog address 3. Write: “The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.” 4. Favorite quote. 5. Favorite song (of the moment). 6. Favorite band/singer (of the moment). 7. Write anything you want. 8. Tag 3-5 bloggers. I have always had romantic notions of handwriting. I like antiqued paper. I’ve tried to write with a feather (although not recently). I’ve played with calligraphy (again, not recently). And I love the idea of long, “meaty” letters, the kind that I imagine far-flung family members or friends wrote to each other before we had …

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Experimenting with Titles

When I was in high school, I had an English teacher (Hi, Ms. Mullins!) who insisted that everything we wrote be titled. This resulted in some titles that had very little to do with the contents of the essay. Maybe it was James who titled something (probably about Catch-22 or Le Morte d’Arthur) “Becky’s Yellow Socks”. It could have been a “meeting the letter, not the spirit” kind of thing or it could have been some expression of Absurdism, in which, as rural high school seniors, we were Experts. I still have the t-shirt that class made: illustrated pocket protector …

Introspection, random thoughts

I had a record player when I was a kid. It was blue. And it played real records, not the plastic things that the other “record player” we had played; that was really a music box that could play a number of different songs. To go with the record player, we had a small collection of kids records, usually abbreviated versions of Disney movies with a picture book. I suppose it was a kind of read-along experience, kind of like Caitlyn listening to a Skippyjon Jones disc while looking at the book. I think we had one for the Aristocats …

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I’m not much of a fashion person. I’m too tall for most off-the-rack things, so finding pants that go down to my ankles is a challenge, and all my long-sleeve shirts magically transform into 3/4 sleeve shirts when I put them on. And I’d rather spend money on books or food than pay for custom tailoring. Which would be rather silly, really, since I don’t have an office job, don’t have co-workers to impress, and would probably ruin things with all the urban homesteading I attempt. Shopping is depressing for me because things always fit so badly. Retail Therapy is …

current events, random thoughts

Sometimes I wish I didn’t care. That I didn’t know what I know. So I could drive wherever guilt-free and buy whatever stupid plastic toy the kids are clamoring for now. So I could enjoy cheap food and cheap clothes and worry more about whether my hair looks good then the list of ingredients of my shampoo. So I didn’t have to prepare speeches on Why I’m Not Buying That. So that I didn’t evaluate Need vs Want every time I feel the urge To Buy Something. It’s not that I actually want more stuff; I want less stuff in …

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Shopping rant: It’s fall, a time of year I seem to always start to think about my wardrobe and my general trend of apathy about Fashion and how maybe I should at least make an effort to do something about it. It’s generally a bad time of year for me to start thinking about Fashion because I can’t wear any of the olives and oranges that make up the Fall Fashion Palette. I had my “colors” done, once, a million years ago; the person doing them told me I was a “true luminant summer” but I find myself gravitating to …