I took a picture of some of my albums today. Kat and I are planning to get an ion turntable and then I can put some vinyl music on the computer.
Plus, the library is having a five dollar fill-a-bag sale. I got a few albums today, and now I think I can go back tomorrow for some more, if they didn't end it this evening. After (If) I get some more, I'll take pictures of what I've gotten there. I could get the entire Barry Manilow library, but I kind of have my eye on some classical recordings instead.
Here's six minutes of unorganized blather. If I had a video camera, I would totally do video blogs. But I do not. Perhaps someday.
Oh, and I remembered another "baby crush." Remember when Herb Alpert did "This Guy's In Love with You?" I just adored him for that, even though I was only about 4 or so.
Don't you just want to run your hands up his shirt front and pull his tie loose?
I'd say all this is actually true except the next-to-last thing. I'm not into being busy all the time. Er, to go along with that, I suppose I'm not all that energetic. Or much into shopping, but maybe I would be if I were accustomed to having enough money for that. So, oh well, some of this is actually true!
|Your Autumn Test Results|
You are a energetic, warm, optimistic person. You approach everything with a lot of enthusiasm.
When you're happiest, you are outgoing and expressive . You love celebrations, and you enjoy showing off a little.
You tend to be afraid of change. You are never ready for things to be different.
You find abundance to be the most comforting thing in the world. You love shopping and having nice things.
Your ideal day is active and full. You like to keep busy with your favorite things, and you appreciate a routine.
You tend to live in the moment. You enjoy whatever is going on, and you don't obsess over the past or future.
last week was self-pity.
not this week.
I hope you know I'm a very nice person even though sometimes I am pointlessly vain, especially now that most of the extra pounds that weren't me have been dealt with. I mean, I still have ugly teeth and blotchy skin and a hundred other little things so it's not like I could or would have all that much vanity. And there's a good bet that in about two weeks, I'll be fully pitiful again.
I took this photo during the weekend while watching 1980s music videos on VH-1 Classic. Then I rubberstamped the hemline of the top to fully cover the lower curve of my right breast, and turned it into a poster. Why not a poster of me? 25 years ago I would have loved doing a photo shoot, surrounded by men dressed as New Romantics, standing in a field of deepening soybeans or milo or something.
So here's the poster,
and here's a song to go with it.
and here's a bonus poster of the photo a couple of people seemed to enjoy the other day. :-)
I was organizing my document folders yesterday and found a picture I took the night we went to the Police concert, about a month ago. The exposure was all uneven and strange, so I adjusted the color slightly, de-emphasized the red eye, but didn't remove it completely because I thought it was sort of cool, and then I cropped it.
Then I took this one with my phone yesterday, just to catch up on how my profile is doing these days. I seem to have caught a flattering angle.
Odd afternoon light.
So, they are both me, and so are the others I've posted. I've been searching unsuccessfully for a definitive me photo, but I'm beginning to conclude that the search is in error, rather than the results.
All this text is neighborhood only, but the photos are not. This is because, in this case, I feel the words are more intimate than the images. But now I want you to see the uncropped version of the image on top. Another me? The most me so far, probably. Cropping can be both illuminating and deceiving. It's really all one and the same in the end, but we get to control, a little, what we reveal to others.
That's me; hair still damp and not yet brushed or combed out, face always paler than the rest of me, both by accident and design, roots showing, and an expression that looks over-serious, but is merely relaxed. :-)