A somewhat goofy mini-collection of stuff I’ve been reading, stuff I’ve been thinking about and oh, some completely random crap.
Basically the stuff that never gets mentioned here because I’m not the kind of person who can just make some teeny little point. Not into the whole brevity thing, as the Dude would say.
Actually, I’m under the strict compulsion to write ten pages about anything on my mind. So this is me. Practicing brevity.
Oh boy oh boy oh boy oh boy. Items!
I’m Itemizing all over the place this week.
Item! Post No. 40 in a series that would get you through exactly that many days and nights in the desert if you clicked on everything I’ve linked to, which you shouldn’t.
Item! I need this.
It’s a fort.
In one of my Kitchen Table program calls we were all hanging out in the chat room, and somehow we got onto the topic of wanting to make play forts. Or sparkly nests.
And in a fit of “oooh, is there such a thing as a fort for grownups?”, I realized of course there is, and promptly googled “portable forts”.
Which gets you to all sorts of interesting things but this is the one I must have in my office.
Awesome.
Also (semi-related), Julie hooked me up with some excellent tree house possibilities (!)
She’s @juliestuart on Twitter.
Item! The artistic funk.
Beautiful post from Pirate Fi (she’s not one of my pirates, it’s her own thing) about getting through an artistic funk.
“– doubt that I have enough passion to be an artist. Artists make art. I just think about it. A lot.
— fear that I’ll never have the requisite energy and stamina to earn an income doing this. Because you need perseverance and persistence and I feel I have neither. And I get so damn tired all the time — tired, tired, tired.
— fear that if I live the dream of being an artist and it doesn’t work out, what will I have left to dream about?”
She’s @fibowman on Twitter.
Item! Speaking of me not knowing what I do …
Okay, we weren’t speaking about that, but it’s the topic of the day in my head.
There’s been all this hubbub about Twitter lists.
Personally, I am liking them.
But my favorite thing is reading what lists I’m on and then cracking up at the hilariously bizarre collective picture you get from them of what I do.
Some of them totally make sense like “blogging” and “writers” and “helperish”.
Others are also understandable like “non-icky-biz-advice” and “people-worth-a-shit” and “interestingness”
But the funny part is when you see “woo-woo” next to “thought-leaders” next to “a-list” next to “real-bad-ass”.
Though I can live with real bad ass.
The ones that seemed completely incongruous were things like “stylish-people” (whaaaaaaaat?), “social-media” and “knitting”.
And the ones that made me gleefully happy were more like “sparkle-motion”, “fairygodmothers” and “non-sucky-marketing”
Fun. I totally want to be the sparkly godmother of non-sucky marketing. Who stabs people with her stylish invisible knitting needles.
Item! Speaking of Twitter …
I know, I know. I’ll stop doing that already.
But this was so so great.
Girl Detective dressed up as the fail whale for Halloween.
The fail whale, if you don’t hang out with us in the bar, is the image you (tfu tfu tfu, may it never happen to you) get when Twitter is overloaded and not working, right before you cry. It has its own fan club.
Never mind.
She’s @Girl_Detective on Twitter.
Item! The uterus edition.
Powerful, brave post from Jen, who gives one hell of an acceptance speech (in more ways than one) as she goes through surgery.
“I’d also like to thank (my own uterus academy awards)
To all the shamans and healers who healed me. Just because I’m having surgery doesn’t mean you failed.
To all the acupuncturists and herbalists and hormones specialists.
To all the yoga teachers and massage therapists and authors who wrote healing books.
To everyone who prayed, visualized, and gave smart (really) opinions.
To ME for trying so hard, as always, to be healthy.
And to modern science for getting me out of pain!”
She’s @jenlouden on Twitter.
Item! I am flattered by your title!
Remember a couple of weeks ago when we went on a Say Anything run while writing our dammit lists?
Lloyd Dobler is back. In the form of a … Lloyd Dobler flash mob.
Also known — wondrously — as a mobler.
Say what you will. I don’t care … because now the word mobler exists.
Item! Things going bad. Periodically.
Denise pointed out this excellent Table of Condiments that Periodically Go Bad.
I can’t even tell you how big my smile is right now.
She’s @deniseds on Twitter.
Item! Comments! Here’s what I want this time:
- Things you’re thinking about.
- A thing that is cuter than a Yorkie wearing a powder-blue raincoat. Poor Yorkie.*
*I knew him well.
My commitment.
I am committed to giving time and thought to the things that people say, and I will interact with their ideas and with my own stuff as compassionately and honestly as is possible for me.
Even though asking for what I want still feels awkward for me, I’m just going to remind myself that this is a thing I’m practicing.
That is all.
Happy reading.
And happy Blustery Windsday. See you tomorrow.
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Alas, poor Yorkie! I knew him, Horatio, a dog of infinite
jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath bore the raincoat on his back a thousand times, and now how abhorr’d in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it.
Also? DailyPuppy.com.
.-= Laura G´s last post … In which I seek a Blogging Buddy (a personal ad). =-.
@Laura LOL
Havi, I have you on my “Friends of Selma” list. I didn’t think to look at categories of the three lists I found myself on, will have to go back and look more closely. I wanna be a bad-ass! 😉
I am thinking about how, even when it is an offical day off, I am already late (we need to be uptown at 10am). Where I am going to take Izzy for lunch, and what my characters in my NaNo are going to get themselves up to today.
Shall I compare Selma to a Yorkie in a blue raincoat?
She is more lovely and more temperate, especially in her beautiful scarf
Ah Shakespeare, the man who launched a thousand quotes 🙂
.-= Andi´s last post … Painting, A Love Story =-.
So… I watched the mobler video, which was great… but not half as great as one of the comments on the video: “i didn’t know they? had peter gabriel in america.”
The flash mob? Totally made me tear up. I am that kind of Lloyd Dobler fan.
Today I’m thinking about how I spend a whole lot more time reading and absorbing and taking things in than producing my own work, and how I’d like to adjust that balance so it’s a little more … balanced.
I’m also thinking about how much I hate chunky yogurt, and how hard it is to find tasty, not-too-sweet, not-too-tart, fruity yogurt that is smooth and has no fake sugar in it.
.-= Lori Paximadis´s last post … Technoupgrade =-.
Well, now I am thinking that I am glad I’m not the only one that cried a little at the Lloyd Dobler flash mob video (thanks, Lori!), but before that I was thinking, I need to learn more about this flash mob phenomenon, because whenever I see a video of one, I cry, and what the devil is that about?
I love the periodic table of condiments. That is genius.
.-= Darcy´s last post … Day 11: Not a loser =-.
Disclaimer
This comment will probably only make sense for other Dutch people in their late twenties, early thirties (hi Dutchies!), but anyway. This is my Item.
My mind is being attacked by one-liners from dozens of songs from a Dutch kids’ choir that is currently celebrating its two-years-older-than-me birthday. Wacky one-liners from the dungeons of my mind triggered by Higher Power knows what, including but not limited to [horrible translation alert]:
* I want a crocodile pet, which is better than a cat.
* Have you fallen through or are you stuck in there? [reading in the toilet]
* All of them have a whopping morning mood, except me, and my name is Jurgen.
* If I were the boss of the news show, the news would be much more positive: there is a dentist in The Hague who doesn’t hurt you while he’s drilling (etc).
I was a fan from cassette-tape 1 to 12 before I was too ‘mature’ for a kids’ choir. Fun times.
I love the fort! Be sure to wear your tiara in there!
Thinking about: Why in the world is the air conditioning on in here? My fingernails are blue! I have my scarf and jacket on still.
Maybe I need an office fort. (Hmmmmm…)
.-= Emily´s last post … It’s Always More Subtle Than You Think =-.
Thinking about:
The long, sloping, apricot-tinged cloud outside my window, and what it would feel like to slide down it and splash! into the ocean.
Jen Louden and her uterus academy awards. And now, the everyday grace and work of healing from surgery.
The long summer hours my sister and I spent under my bed with the covers pulled all the way to the ground: the cool dark inside; slate floor hard and smooth under my back; fragrant dust tickling my nose; squeak of chalk as we drew (naughts and crosses–a kids’ game) on the wooden underside of the bed.
xo Hiro
.-= Hiro Boga´s last post … Whose Chakra Is It Anyway? =-.
I almost didn’t get the poor Yorkie reference. Brilliant!
Also, now I keep saying Fooooooooort! in my head.
Fooooooort!
.-= Victoria Brouhard´s last post … Reinvention =-.
Lori Paximadis I do think I spend a lot of time absorbing others’ work. It can be very dangerous because too much of this threatens to alter my unique voice and take me farther from believing in myself.
I’ve also been obsessing about getting a full body massage and I cannot let it go. I got a neck rub for a lot cheaper, but fear that I made the bad choice.
When my body is relaxed, I write creatively and sensitively. So, I’ve got to do something about this.
.-= Lydia, Clueless Crafter´s last post … Crafting Coupledom =-.
Wombats! Nothing’s cuter than wombats!
Thanks so much for sharing the artistic funk post. So great!
I always wanted a tree fort, but in retrospect the ability to be hidden high in the tree tops, sitting on a branch looking down at our yard and the roof of our house, munching homemade biscuits and drinking from a juice box much more suited me.
.-= claire´s last post … Dance Dance Revolution: The Beginning =-.
My item for this week is the Reflection Chair, which has rendered me devastated by being only a one-off and therefore something I can’t acquire:
http://www.vinnylai.com/id/reflect.html
That’s my version of a fort. A fort for one.
Also, on the periodic table of condiments? Vegemite so does not go off. Not at two months, not ever. It’s meant to taste that way!
Oh Laura Laura Laura – I can’t even tell you how overjoyed I am that you got it.
It seems like I’m always slipping dumb jokes into my posts and then no one gets them but me and I’m giggling all alone into my juice, and it’s totally embarrassing.
So thank you.
@Victoria – Foooooooooort! Awesome.
@Chloe – oh noooooooooo. I am now also devastated. I *need* the Reflection Chair. This is a disaster. Nothing to add about Vegemite though.
@Andi – Friends of Selma! Friends of Selma! Love it. Yay.
The foot-noted aside to your bullet point (!),
Poor Yorkie.*
*I knew him well.
made my day.
.-= Sandra´s last post … Two great tastes that… =-.
If I can’t have the Reflection Chair, can I at least hire the copy writer to come have a look at my furniture, and write something that lovely about one of my chairs or something? Because that is some beautiful advertising copy. I am a connoisseur of such things, and have been known (guilty secret!) to browse catalogs as soothing bedtime stories. “And then a sense of quiet seclusion consumed them all, just like experiencing a warm hug, and they all lived happily ever after…”
I am thinking today about transitions, and how to enjoy them.
.-= spiralsongkat´s last post … We can’t do it all…or can we? =-.
@spiralsongkat That is a *brilliant* idea. We should all go to each other’s houses and write nice blurbs about each other’s stuff. Then we can all achieve our dreams of living in an Ikea cataloge. (Or is that just me?)
Although, basing our copywriting on the Ikea catalogue will probably lead to some irresponsible umlaut use, and that might trigger some people…
Wait. Irresponsible Umlaut. Isn’t that a band?
@Chloe — No, it’s just one guy (hee… couldn’t resist)…
@Havi — Hee! I’m glad you liked it!
.-= Laura G´s last post … In which I seek a Blogging Buddy (a personal ad). =-.
A Yorkie wearing a pink tu-tu.
.-= Judy´s last post … More about the Arthritis Walk =-.
My uterus would also like to thank Havi.
For what? For being so f—king funny. For a uterus doth love to laugh (step away from the computer now, Jen).
.-= Jennifer Louden´s last post … Choose Your Life Mondays – The Bored Edition =-.
My nonsuckymarketers list has gotten some great comments from people I have on it, but you, @unmarketing, and @ittybiz were the reason I created it. 😀