Holly asked for pictures of my art, so here you go. Like I said, I'm not all that good and a lot of this is stuff from way back in high school. Also, turn around is fair play, so I expect to see other people's art, too.
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Friday, February 5, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
I want to do some art. I don't know which medium, I'd have to dig through my college stuff to see what paper/supplies I have, and I don't know what I want to draw or paint. I just feel like doing something.
The vaguest entry ever! "I feel like doing something." Yep.
We went out for my mom's birthday last night to an Irish pub. It was really good food - we had curry and chips as an appetizer, then I had a corned beef and braised cabbage boxty with mustard tarragon sauce (after one bite I announced to the table I'd need another bite to be sure, but it was probably the most delicious thing I'd ever eaten), a scone with honey butter, a Guinness, and fried bread pudding. Sarah's a pretty big Anglophile, so she was just in heaven. Our host was in his 40s or early 50s, about six-four and maybe 150 pounds, wearing a tweed suit with slicked-down hair and a John Waters mustache. He had a very delicate, upper-crusty accent and was quiet and very nice. I caught Sarah gazing at him once or twice, her head in her hands; I asked if she was in love. Without a shred of irony, she answered, "Yes."
Marshall didn't go as he had already made plans to visit his girlfriend in Lawrence and couldn't postpone or cancel for his own mother's birthday. My mom shrugged her shoulders, but also vowed darkly that she would not forget.
Holly, where are you in BSG? I was going to put some stuff up for fun but it would be kind of silly it you'd already watched the episodes. I thought you might enjoy the first season soundtrack, though.
The vaguest entry ever! "I feel like doing something." Yep.
We went out for my mom's birthday last night to an Irish pub. It was really good food - we had curry and chips as an appetizer, then I had a corned beef and braised cabbage boxty with mustard tarragon sauce (after one bite I announced to the table I'd need another bite to be sure, but it was probably the most delicious thing I'd ever eaten), a scone with honey butter, a Guinness, and fried bread pudding. Sarah's a pretty big Anglophile, so she was just in heaven. Our host was in his 40s or early 50s, about six-four and maybe 150 pounds, wearing a tweed suit with slicked-down hair and a John Waters mustache. He had a very delicate, upper-crusty accent and was quiet and very nice. I caught Sarah gazing at him once or twice, her head in her hands; I asked if she was in love. Without a shred of irony, she answered, "Yes."
Marshall didn't go as he had already made plans to visit his girlfriend in Lawrence and couldn't postpone or cancel for his own mother's birthday. My mom shrugged her shoulders, but also vowed darkly that she would not forget.
Holly, where are you in BSG? I was going to put some stuff up for fun but it would be kind of silly it you'd already watched the episodes. I thought you might enjoy the first season soundtrack, though.