...dreams really do come true...

so, thing is, is that i have had grey hair growing in since the eighth grade. nothing much...just a strand or two.

over the years the grey troops have grown in number. i like them just fine. it's a nice surprise to spy a new smattering when i catch a glimpse in the mirror. they have their own sort of pull because they're not really grey, they're silver...so they catch light in interesting ways...especially the cranky shaped ones.

a few days ago i noticed that up in my bangs a stripe was convening...which is something i have secretly wanted for a long time...a slick stripe in my bangs. it's covered by the top layer of bangs and it's sort of hard to see in the photo b/c of my shiny shiny hair...but it's there. now i just have to concentrate and have the column of grey grow forward. i think i can do it.

...where you been...

so, the seattle move is finished in so far as all of my stuff has arrived, unharmed, uncrushed. and that goes for the pysanky eggs i made over a vermont weekend...one of the earlier photos of this here blog. sure, they're a little stinky, but intact. intact and stinky.

so yes, everything is here and now everything needs its place.

i haven't written anything in awhile b/c i have been running around getting necessities for the house and then working on projects. i had a post i was working on, about the virtues of proper interior painting techniques...and i might finish it, but really, there were a lot of paint fumes affecting my judgement that day.

but since all of my junk is here, including the cable that connects my camera to my laptop, i figure a photo post is what's called for. why not?


poppies on my walk...


towers on a sunny day...


towers on a stormy day...


towers at sunset...



underside of towers...just because...


my stuff's arrived...temporary crap out place for me and the sneak...


the sneak in the kitchen garden window...

going, going, gone...

photo 1: space needle pinata, whole with ringgold st. pizza oven
cemetarily-esquely looming in the back ground.
photo 2: space needle pinata in mid-melee
both photos nabbed from shea's flickr account...thanks shea...and both photos for my going away party for my move to seattle...

...i doodled it...

the amount of times i mix this up=preposterous

whether...a sort of either/or all crammed up into one word, implying uncertainty between two choices

wether...a castrated ram


i just wrestled with those there homophones.

i generally pride myself on spelling while enjoying bad spelling by others...so much so that my friend joe and i had a thing going on where we would send emails back and forth to one another so terribly misspelled that they were nearly impossible to read. and the trick of the situation is that when i would write entire emails out in the worst possible spelling imaginable i had to work over time, retraining my brain to make mistakes and make assumptions on how a word would look based on the sound. during those months i undid years and years of basic elementary school lessons. it was bad. it was dark. it still springs up on me now and again.

...the sneak by day, the sneak by night...

...day three...

today can be summed up with this: brother jason jumping in on the scene, literally...he engaged the nieces in some serious taekwondo/wrestling action that ended in momentary tears, breakfast for dinner (apple/chocolate chip pancakes), ice cream at 'it's NUTS!', and one of those modern day computer animated movies that didn't seem to satisfy anyone.