Tuesday, May 31, 2011

I believe in ghosts.............

... dragons, unicorns, mermaids, faeries, leprechauns and magic.

That is all.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

The way things were..........

Living quarters and "juke joint" for migratory workers, a slack season, in Belle Glade, Fla., in February 1941.

"Backstage" at the "girlie" show at the Vermont state fair, Rutland, in September 1941. 
Nearly 50 trucks lined up outside of a starch factory, Caribou, Aroostook County, Me. Some had been waiting for twenty-four hours for the potatoes to be graded and weighed, in October 1940. 
Day laborers picking cotton near Clarksdale, Miss. Delta, in November 1940.

Text and images courtesy of LiveScience.

My bub and Ms Aniston......

Ignore the age difference, it's something like 20 years.  But the smile - and the general sparkle, is so similar.  Not to mention gestures and body language.

It's taken me til now to place it, but once I did......... even Mr26 saw it, when I called him in and said, "Does Jennifer Aniston remind you of anyone we know?"

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

My degree........... BRRM

Bachelor of Regional Resource Management. Majors in Regional Science (compulsory) and Natural Resource Management (my choice of the 4 offered). Minor: Understanding Communities (compulsory).

Why? Because it didn't sound dry, and like it was all black and white.  I have a thing for wanting to know what's over there, and in this degree, going to have a look is encouraged.

So far, I have maintained a Distinction (80/100) through the 9 units I have done (degree is 24).  I am studying part-time because I don't drive, and a large percentage of the units I need to do are restricted in when/how they are offered.

My electives (I get 4), have all been Antarctic related - Antarctic Studies A & B, Antarctic Tourism, and Antarctic and Oceans Policy.  I have had a blast doing these.

Where do I hope to end up? I have no idea, or plans.  My plan was to kill time, and to prove to myself that I am indeed capable of gaining a degree.  Beyond that, no plans, except to have fun getting to graduation.

Monday, May 23, 2011

The land of dreams

Have you ever had a dream where the objects and people are so real you can not only see and hear them, but taste, feel and smell them?  Changes in ambient temperature in the environment you inhabit in your dream world are so real, you feel them, be it blistering cold, or blasting heat.  The colours are crisp and real, and you are there, in that world, even though you know, on some level, that you aren't?

These are no ordinary dreams, they are real, so real that even though you are jumping between being IN the dream, and then watching the action, you know that the things happening are actually occurring, somewhere.  Good, bad or indifferent, they are happening, on some plane, and you are there.

Often, these dreams don't stay with you after you wake - the feelings they invoked may, and a general sense of unease, or happiness, but the bulk of the dream will fade.  In my experience of late, this is probably a good thing.

I have never had one of these dreams interpreted.  I know what the ones I am having of late mean, and where they come from.  Are they happening, in some other realm? Maybe.  Most probably they are my brain's way of dealing with the things that aren't a dream, that I wish were, in a non-confronting way.  A blow-off valve, built into my subconscious, to allow me to continue to function.

I much prefer the dreams that involve warm temperatures, and happy feelings.  Hopefully they will return soon.

Sunday, May 22, 2011

How do the Law students do it?

So much contradiction....... so many twists, turns, and yes, buts...............

That could just be International Law, but somehow I don't think so.  Obviously, you need a fantastic brain, with a level of mental agility similar to or exceeding the physical agility of a cat, to survive Law school.

I have 2,550 words of my 3,000 word assignment, and I have no idea if any of it makes sense.  And right now, I don't care!  It's *only* worth 40% of my mark..................

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Sad, lonely and yet somehow majestic...........

That is how I would describe this picture.  The decay is horrific, as is the waste - a beautiful building, which cost many hours of blood, sweat and tears, not to mention dollars, left to rot.  And yet, even though the paint is peeling, the walls are buckling, and carpet is rotting, there is something majestic about it.  In some ways, I think this sad majesty actually increases, or rather enhances, the beauty of the room.

Original picture, and other abandoned theatres here.

Saturday, May 14, 2011

I am Number 4, Dianna, and Ashley

We watched the movie I am number 4 the other night.  I can't remember much, other than a teenager who was an alien, being hunted by other aliens.  And he developed kick-butt telepathic powers, right as he fell for this chick;

and that's about all I can tell you.  Because every time Dianna Agron came on the screen, I was so busy thinking "Oh, she looks so much like Ashley! I can really see Ashley wearing that outfit." or something similar.

So who is Ashley? She has a gorgeous blog I Believe in Unicorns, and is a super cute, smart and sweet young lady who graduated from ASU yesterday.  Not to mention, rather stylish, and, I suspect, a lot of fun to hang out with.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

I love Autumn!

It's tied with Spring as my favourite season.  I love the spring-time because it's all when the trees start to bud, the birds start to come back, and the promise of warm weather is in the air.

This is one of the things I love about Autumn:

How pretty are those trees?

The other thing I like about this time of year is the change in the air.  I despise rainy, windy weather.  Snow is NOT my idea of fun.  But, give me a crisp day with little or no wind, and I am a happy woman.

There is something in the air in Autumn that makes my heart sing.  I don't know what it is, but it's there - it's happened in both hemispheres.  I wasn't even aware that Autumn (or Fall, as my Nevada friends call it) had officially started, but I knew that it had unofficially, simply by the way I felt.