Here is the thing: I have to be looking for zing. If I’m not, it’s hard to go back through the day to find it.
1. There’s nothing you can do that can’t be done,
Nothing you can sing that can’t be sung,
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game.
There’s nothing you can make that can’t be made.
No one you can save that can’t be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you
in time – It’s easy.
All you need is love.
2. I have this one glass left from a cheap set with graceful lines that curve around the glass from the bottom to the top. Didn’t notice it much until it was the last.
3. Our puppy is having sibling rivalry with our almost 4 yr old son.
4. Stunning dress on the cover of a book. An ivory overdress with green ribon and pink lace borders splits in front to reveal an panel of elaborately embroidered florals in shades of rich green accented by pearls. And there are two more underskirts. I just really wouldn’t mind if fashion went retro by about 200-300 years. You know, without the corsets or rib removal. And of course, this isn’t everyday wear. I wonder how I could fuse a triathlon suit with this style and remain functional…
5. Do memories count? I’ve been listening to the Beatles, which my dad loved. During my early childhood, my dad was a deep sea diver. He worked on oil rigs in the gulf, and once also had to fix a damn. Anyway, we went to church in this small branch in Louisiana. There was this kid there who had grown his hair long, and was under some condemnation by some of the members. So my dad decided to prove to them it meant nothing and grew his hair and mustache long. One of my favorite pictures of him is with his hair this way, holding his diving helmet.
6. Cold air that is just right – refreshing but not gonna freeze my fingers.
7. My front flower bed calls to me.
8. The light in my oldest daughter’s eyes.
9. Scrolly, pretty, golden ratio
10. A bored fairy
11. My 4 yr old son putting buttons very carefully on the corners of the paper before he wrote his name.
12. Said by Vladimir: “I was writing imaginary words with my imaginary pen.”
13. Vladimir and the girls playing cartoon wars.
14. While researching for my presentation at LTUE at BYU this last weekend, I pulled up some information about the Genesis Effect computer graphics from Star Trek 2. The last time I watched it was on video tape, which places it probably about 10 years ago. The movie has aged quite well, but with the awareness of computer graphics in my head, I looked for them here. All in the displays, and we figured a lot of what we saw represented the pet projects of several people, and were not necessarily intended for a movie.
15. I cried when Spock died in my earlier viewings, even on a second and third showing. I kind of felt stupid then. But Spock had always been a mythical character to me. One of my favorites. The persona I felt kindred to in many ways, with his logic leading to acts of love. I didn’t cry this time. Of course, part of it is familiarity. But more so, I think it is because then, no one close to me had died and this time several people have. Mythical, beloved or not, doesn’t compare to real loss.