"They may forget what you said but they will never forget how you made them feel." ~~ Carl W. Buechner
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Friday, June 29, 2007
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Monday, June 25, 2007
Sunday, June 24, 2007
I've witnessed some outrageous gags, like the one where the girl working in a catholic hospital dressed like a pregnant nun. Or the one where pictures of a less than svelte boss wearing his bathing suit were pasted all over the office. What's been happening in your workplace?
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Friday, June 22, 2007
The ceiling of the rotunda
A visit to the Challenger Space Center has been on a To Do list for a while. It's turns out that we were able to join some friends who like to explore their area as much as we do, and all we had to do is follow a map and drive. Once there, we joined a tour already in progress. The young ones learned about Christa McCullough, the teacher who never made it to space because Challenger blew apart soon after lift off. I remember that day still. We also learned that NASA produces a patch for every shuttle flight. Actually, I think it's every flight, period i.e. the Apollo missions and others I would know if I were a true space freak.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
Saturday, June 16, 2007
I had a Walkman when they were the IPods of the day. I spent that summer doing a lot of biking around the city on my burgundy bike. I had named her Nikita... Apparently naming one's bike is common practice.
Anyhow, I prefer natural sounds. Sound is part of any existing system, it contains vital information that enables me to"get" a full picture of that place/people/event. This is a very subtle thing for me...
Now ask me about how attached I am to my laptop... Go ahead... Well, I don't take it outside the house in daylight because of the brightness and lack of Internet connection. Otherwise, this puppy is always by my side. I'm even wondering how dangerous to my health it is to have it on my lap so frequently. Gotta research laptop radiation emissions.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Monday, June 11, 2007
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Friday, June 08, 2007
My childhood home. The windows on the right were the dinning room where my friend Alfredo and I looked over our stamp collections. I can see that the planting space in front of that same window was removed and the space cemented. The bars in the windows weren't there in 1975.
The clothing lines weren't in that spot. I could swear that the door is the same, but could it have lasted 30 years? The step by the door was where my mother informed that that cutting the hairs on my legs would only make them grow back thicker, and where she often stood to comb my younger sister's hair. On the left of the door sat her Singer sewing machine out of which came much of our clothing. The floor tile inside that room was light green and it was so cool on hot summer days. She was my home for 8 years.