Sunday, March 25, 2012

Eat It All

Tonight I'm going to see "The Hunger Games" so I thought I'd pump myself up by making this sweet mixed tape. Let me know if you'd like a copy...Grrrr! 

1. Hungry Eyes - Eric Carmen
2. Hungry Like The Wolf - Duran Duran
3. Stay Hungry - Twisted Sister
4. Hungry Freaks, Daddy - Frank Zappa
5. Hungry Heart - Bruce Springsteen
6. Very, Very Hungry - Brian Eno & David Byrne
7. Every Hungry Woman - The Allman Brothers Band
8. Hungry - Lita Ford
9. Gettin' Hungry - The Beach Boys
10. We Are Hungry Men - David Bowie
11. Hungry For Love - Whitesnake
12. Hungry - Winger
13. I'm Hungry - Alice Cooper

Oh! And here are a few pics of some super hungry fruit bats to really set the mood!


"Hands off!" he says...He hasn't eaten all day. 


 Wow! You know you're hungry when dinner is larger than your body!


 Oh my, he's positively famished.


Someone didn't save room for salad...he must have been crazy hungry.


Woah! He's not even sharing...He's really hungry. 


Ok, I gotta get in the shower now.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Dream Entry 1

Someone challenged me to begin journaling or drawing my dreams. 
Challenge taken.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Go Lump Yourself

I completed 9 assignments at work today. 

I listed them out on a piece of paper, 1-9.

Check! #1, done... Check! #2, finished... Check! #3, history... Check! #4, eat my dust... You get the picture. While observing my list, I'm thinking about the numbers (1-9). I visualize their personalities, what color they are and how they relate to each other. For instance, do they like each other? Male or female? Are they friends? Which number's the popular kid and which one gets his ass kicked on a weekly basis? You know, that clicky stereotypical stuff. These visual thoughts or sensory associations (assigning colors/genders/personalities to inanimate objects) have occurred since my childhood, remain consistent yet naturally evolve, becoming more refined in detail with age, relational experience and human interaction. The mental associations involuntarily happen, it's nothing I conjure up. Some objects definitely stir up a stronger sense of it than others. Numbers more so than letters, silverware more than plates etc. The number-color-personality association is often the most obvious, for me anyway. See my examples below...yes, they are highly stereotypical but it's all in good fun.


The number...

0 - White - He's wise. Silent observer. Calm. When he speaks, listen. Werther's Original candies and dental floss in his pocket at all times.

1 - Dark Grey - He's shy, highly intelligent but not expressive and somewhat robotic. Very clean. Works in the accounting department. Goes home alone and settles down with Reader's Digest and Sudoku. Introvert. The weird neighbor. Cat person.

2 - Scarlet Red - She's pretty and smart, yet bossy and a bit of a diva (by the way, I can't stand the word "diva" but I used it anyway). Lots of guys ask her out but she tends to pick them apart in her mind and steamroll them. As a child she always told her friends what to wear and how to act. "1" had a crush on her all through school yet lacked the guts to tell her.

3 - Crayola Box Yellow - Female. Think "Thelma" on Scooby Doo. That is all.

4 - Pea Green - He's Bizarre. Usually quiet but waves a freak flag if the mood hits him just right. Probably went to school dressed like a ninja in February and obsessively played Dungeons and Dragons. Loves World of Warcraft and makes most of his money selling junk on eBay. Makes out with "3" on occasion.

5 - American Flag Blue - His country club dad is proud of him cause he's good at sports....Athlete, letter-jacket, trophies, the whole works. Super outgoing, cold beer, Chevy Blazer. Thinks Nickelback is effin awesome. 

6 - Pumpkin Orange - She prolly has tattoos but only a few. Doesn't need to be noticed or crave attention. Dry yet quirky sense of humor. "5" bores her to tears but she'll make out with him a few times cause he's cute. Loves the occasional slasher flick. 

7 - Ice Blue - It's a boy! A very confident male in fact. He's a natural leader. Loves kids. Mom and dad approved. He's razor sharp and straight edge. Likes to pat backs and encourage others. "Mom, this meatloaf is delicious!"

8 - Black - He likes to shake magic eight balls, wear trench coats and stare at people from dark corners. Loves saying the word "debacle" cause he likes the clicky sound it makes on the roof of his mouth. Ticking bomb. Buds with "4".

9 - Brownish - He wants to hug...all the time...bear style. Sometimes he doesn't shower but the manly odor suites him well. He loves you. He loves everyone. Makes a mean grilled cheese sandwich. Jam bands.

Now you get the idea. So like most sheeple (right?), I turned to Google.. And you know there's gonna be a gazillion others who beat you to the search, further proving your self-imposed idea of unique and creative grandeur is just another wad of gum under a chair...in the mall. Alright, that's a gross exaggeration but it sounded kinda neat. So anyway, I search "numbers have personalities" and Wiki tells me it has a name, Synesthesia - a "neurological condition". Say huh? Why have I never heard this term? I mean, I'm fairly artistic. Granted, I'd never can my own feces and call it art (this has been done) but I am wee bit out there. Oh well, guess this fun way of thinking was bagged, tagged, and sold to the butcher before I ever slept through psych class.....nurh......Hooray for another category to put or not put ourselves in. 

Friday, September 16, 2011

Store Windows Of My Mind

A reminder to myself.
Stop, breathe and remember how big God is.

Oh and one more thing...
Picking out what your goose will wear the night before reduces stress the following day.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Tennessee Ergonomics


What's your pain telling you? Mine told me to hack up my desk pronto. So last week, with a little help from my co-workin' pals, that's exactly what we did. My work station has transformed into an ergonomic paradise. A happy place filled with 90 degree angles, upright spines, and elbow-level surfaces. After months of shoulder, neck and back pain I've longed for such a place. I seriously could not continue popping naproxen and bumming hydros, that's no way to live. Desperate times call for desperate measures and my desperate measure involved sawing five inches off of my desk's legs, a chunky catalog, ball chair and vertical mouse. I'm aware it looks kinda goofy but at this point, I don't give a rip how it looks. The constant aching put me on the brink of nuttiness and I felt like breaking stuff, sometimes people's faces. Pain makes you cranky! It has this way of surfacing your inner yucky-pucks (Katie, that was for you)....definitely not me at my best. It's time to grab the power tools and kick those things to the curb. Thanks to all who've helped make this possible for me ; ).
Vertical mouse don't play...Check out that chrome.

Screen not eye level? Nothing a chunky catalog can't fix.

These models pose for my TN ergo photo session.

Final thoughts - If you have a desk job, do what you can now to make it ergonomically correct. It's worth it.....Or stay pissy forever and possibly morph into a shell person. And to my fellow employees, be on the look-out for a new, slightly warmer and cheerier me. I've already promised baked goods.


Sunday, July 31, 2011

Sunday's Gem

Although there are exceptions, seeking the right time in the wrong place is often crushing.
 Literally.
Conclusion: Don't play in door jambs.

Monday, July 11, 2011

My Monday Poetry

Bitterness turns people into shells.

No, I don't hear the ocean. 

I think that's your toilet.

(photo courtesy of Google image search "seashell toilet")

Stay Tuned...

Still gathering thoughts and other things of that nature. 

Monday, June 13, 2011

Shower Power

More baby stuff... 
Top eight things needed for a full-on-off-the-chainz baby shower...

1.  sweet pregnant lady
2.  friends & family
3.  no baby games
4.  no food games
5.  pregnant belly cake
6.  no games in general
7.  placenta jello ring
8.  cool gifts



Thursday, June 9, 2011

Storm Snappin'

Taking photos of stuff in the car helps pass the time when you're stuck in the parking lot during a hail storm.....try it!