Monday, January 17, 2005

Blog, blog, bloggity, blog.

I spend so much time reading other people's blogs that I don't seem to have the time to write my own. Not that it matters much. I read a lot of blogs. There's not a lot of independant thought out there to be had. Why should I expect mine to be any different?

So, you might ask yourself why I read so many blogs when I don't find many of them worth reading? Namely because I'm looking for something different. It has to be out there. It has to. & I'm not looking for the traditionally different; crazy words typed to impress the easily impressed. One doesn't have to be absurd to be different. Just because one's belt doesn't match one's shoes doesn't make one wacky. Words &/or phrases made up to confuse whichever clique to be rallied against doesn't make one edgy or hip. Mostly, it's annoying.

Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Stuff on my desk~an introduction

Because I'm left alone at work for two hours & can't possibly do anything constructive during those two hours I will create a list of the items on my desk.

Fascinating stuff: 2 candy canes with tiny stuffed renditions of Beaker from the Muppets & Bumble the abominable snowman from the stop motion animation factory of Rankin & Bass (spelling may or may not be accurate). I think they are supposed to be finger puppets after one consumes the candy. They both have very surprised expressions. Might be because they have candy canes up their asses.

Also: an antenna topper in the form of an alien's head, a tiny maroon sitting Budha sculpture, a waving red m&m figurine, a bottle of air freshener, a sample of Ralph Lauren "blue" eau de toilette, a photo of my first horse, a nearly empty bottle of White Tea & Ginger hand moisturizer & various unmentionable regular office type items (phone, paper clips, glue stick, pens, adding machine, stapler, etc.)

& stacks upon stacks of paper that the others in my office might call work.

To my immediate left is a corkboard filled mostly with official looking pieces of paper emblazened with equally official sounding type face. I couldn't be less impressed, but below all of that crap is a photo collage of my 2 favorite people. One I know rather personally, that would be my doting & adorable boyfriend of nearly 3 years, Joe, who gave me most of the interesting stuff found on my desk. The second would be the Rob Dickinson of the former, but now unofficially defunct, alt rock band Catherine Wheel. People venturing into the office often ask who is in the photo & I get to make the 3 hour speech describing who they are & that, yes, they are indeed two very separate individuals although my photographs seem to suggest otherwise. It's a rant not soon forgotten & I've never had to repeat it to the same person twice.

I guess that could be construed as an introduction.