Random brain boinging around
Feb. 12th, 2010 02:42 pmI've posted a few of my pics from my trip to ice planet Hoththe east coast over the holidays at my Flickr page here, but they show up all out of order at the main photostream. I still haven't uploaded the pics from the Mall, because I have to sort through dozens and dozens of pics of the WWII memorial. I hope to maybe get those up this weekend. I also posted the cemetery focused pics on the LJ community ![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
mourning_souls here (the Congressional Cemetery) and here (the Confederate Dead cemetery at Manassas battlefield).
It's always interesting what's out there once you start doing something new on the interwebz. Like, I posted a pic of a fabulous store window in NYC, and got a request to post it to a group that shares pics of... fabulous store window displays from around the world. Who knew? I love finding out things like that.
Speaking of fabulous. I have been content to be owned by cats for a really long time, because I grew up with tons of dogs around me and I just didn't want all the responsibilities of them for most of my adult life. I love dogs, but some of the things that go along with having them, not so much. But I fell in love with this face a few weeks ago, and I see she hasn't been adopted, and she has had such a terrible life and OMG I want her so bad. I asked Dad, who is kind of supporting me these days in between jobs because oh the joys of establishing yourself as a freelancer, if I he would kill me if I adopted a dog and he said, "well, yes" because he wants me to be more firmly planted on the ground before I get one. He laughed about how he knew Mom and I always wanted a nice little dog and instead he gave us the goddamn Brittany spaniels, the hunting dogs he bred and trained, which were so not pet dogs. But I can't stop thinking of little Bayleigh. So I wrote and asked if she would do okay in a cat household. I guess I'll see. I know I have to make a lot of changes, but I will if it means having such a sweetie in my life. I just feel so lonely, and it would be so nice to have unconditional puppy love and go for play dates and be around people at the dog park and stuff.
Also speaking of fabulousness, 30 Rock was so wonderful last night. Jon Hamm is the bestest guy ever, I think.( best valentine-themed TV episode ever )That show totally kills me.
I didn't really want to let myself get sucked into Fringe, but after that last episode, I think I'm way too far gone. I hate it when they blatantly steal stories from the X-Files, which they've done a lot this season to the point of making me shout at the TV, but Jacksonville was such a complex episode and had such amazing stuff going on in it, even if you could kind of predict ahead of time how it would play out. ( What I wasn't expecting )
And I have more random thoughts rolling around in here except right now I need to get busy on thinking of this songvid list for the retrospective show at Escapade. OMG, the con's almost here. ::flails::
mourning_souls here (the Congressional Cemetery) and here (the Confederate Dead cemetery at Manassas battlefield).It's always interesting what's out there once you start doing something new on the interwebz. Like, I posted a pic of a fabulous store window in NYC, and got a request to post it to a group that shares pics of... fabulous store window displays from around the world. Who knew? I love finding out things like that.
Speaking of fabulous. I have been content to be owned by cats for a really long time, because I grew up with tons of dogs around me and I just didn't want all the responsibilities of them for most of my adult life. I love dogs, but some of the things that go along with having them, not so much. But I fell in love with this face a few weeks ago, and I see she hasn't been adopted, and she has had such a terrible life and OMG I want her so bad. I asked Dad, who is kind of supporting me these days in between jobs because oh the joys of establishing yourself as a freelancer, if I he would kill me if I adopted a dog and he said, "well, yes" because he wants me to be more firmly planted on the ground before I get one. He laughed about how he knew Mom and I always wanted a nice little dog and instead he gave us the goddamn Brittany spaniels, the hunting dogs he bred and trained, which were so not pet dogs. But I can't stop thinking of little Bayleigh. So I wrote and asked if she would do okay in a cat household. I guess I'll see. I know I have to make a lot of changes, but I will if it means having such a sweetie in my life. I just feel so lonely, and it would be so nice to have unconditional puppy love and go for play dates and be around people at the dog park and stuff.
Also speaking of fabulousness, 30 Rock was so wonderful last night. Jon Hamm is the bestest guy ever, I think.( best valentine-themed TV episode ever )That show totally kills me.
I didn't really want to let myself get sucked into Fringe, but after that last episode, I think I'm way too far gone. I hate it when they blatantly steal stories from the X-Files, which they've done a lot this season to the point of making me shout at the TV, but Jacksonville was such a complex episode and had such amazing stuff going on in it, even if you could kind of predict ahead of time how it would play out. ( What I wasn't expecting )
And I have more random thoughts rolling around in here except right now I need to get busy on thinking of this songvid list for the retrospective show at Escapade. OMG, the con's almost here. ::flails::
