I'm now reading The Annotated Brothers Grimm. It's quite an enjoyable read, and I'm learning how wonderfully twisted the Grimms brothers were. Couple that with beautiful illustrations from George Cruikshank, Walter Crane, Kay Nielsen and Arthur Rackham and it appeals to everyone's inner pixie.
Thursday, June 30, 2005 | 8:29 PM | LINK |
So, I totally found the hottest new band EVER! They're like the greatest thing since sliced bread. And not to mention that they're all completely hot. Move over Justin, JC, Chis, Joey and Lance, because Matthew, Mark, Luke, Juan, and Abraham have taken up shelter in my heart. I introduce you to the Altar Boyz. How can you not love them when you hear "Girl you make me want to wait" and "Jesus called me on my cell phone." They're the real deal.
Wednesday, June 29, 2005 | 8:25 AM | LINK |
Monday, June 27, 2005 | 7:56 PM | LINK |
Whitley's photos are now up on my Flickr site. I think they turned out quite nicely. Don't be shy...let me know what you think!
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I just finished watching The Jacket starring Kiera Knightley and Adrian Brody. Sometimes I wonder why I put certain movies on my Netflix queue. The same thing happened with Birth. I know they're going to be bad, but I still want to watch them anyway. It's like I want to see how bad they really are like they're some sort of bad car accident. What's wrong with me?
Friday, June 24, 2005 | 9:03 AM | LINK |
The Movie Dream.
Wednesday, June 22, 2005 | 3:47 PM | LINK |
Can I be your friend?
Monday, June 20, 2005 | 5:47 PM | LINK |
I had a dream the other night that I was walking through a big city. And then suddenly everything stopped. All of the buildings, sidewalks and signs just faded away. It was just brilliant green grass and a strikingly sharp blue sky. People were still walking and talking and all of the sudden I started crying. It was a deep, heaving cry that leaves you gasping for breath. I dropped to my knees and lifted my hands up. I cried for what seemed like hours and then started to sing in prayers...and then I woke up. I woke up with a broken and heavy heart. So often I get in the routine of reading and prayer in the mornings, that the possibility of impromptu worship flies out the window. My body was crying out for worship. My body was crying out to its Maker.
Friday, June 17, 2005 | 8:40 PM | LINK |
Monday, June 13, 2005 | 8:02 AM | LINK |
The Grandma in Me (partial funding for today's topic brought to you by the letter Q and the lovely Karl).
Saturday, June 11, 2005 | 4:34 PM | LINK |
Finding a godly man with a mohawk and a penchant for photography would be the equivalent of finding a beautiful unicorn in your backyard. A hot, hot unicorn.
Friday, June 10, 2005 | 3:32 PM | LINK |
Last week, Lee and I had a little photographing session. You can see the results on my Flickr page. I'm very happy with how they turned out. There were a lot of keepers and more will be going up later (outtakes if you will).
Thursday, June 09, 2005 | 4:14 PM | LINK |
That Stupid Jewel Song.
Wednesday, June 08, 2005 | 11:45 AM | LINK |
I've been very inconsistent with my blogging lately. Some have expressed their concerns and have promptly told me to "get on it." So, here goes.
Monday, June 06, 2005 | 11:32 PM | LINK |
I love books. Books, books, books. I love how they smell. I love how they can take you away into another world or stand you still to reexamine your life. Perhaps I love them too much, they have overflowed out of my bookshelves and begun build themselves into towers along the walls of my bedroom. I especially love antique books of 1900 and before. I've been collecting for a while now and every 1st Thursday of the month I make my way to McDowell's Emporium (one of my favorite places on the planet) to see their new selection. As I enter the small house the keeper asks if I would like to see the "Bargain Basement." She tells me that she hadn't planned to open it today because it's so nasty outside, but since I'm a regular she'll take me down. When we reach the basement I make a bee-line for the antique section. I run my fingers down the bindings and take in the smell of leather and years seeping out of the pages. I make my selections: Oliver Goldsmith: A Biography by Washington Irving (1851), Gentlemen Prefer Blondes by Alice Loos (1925), Masterpieces of Eloquence (18**), and Memoirs of a Physician: A Historical Romance by Alexandre Dumas (1893). All were purchased for a mere 50 cents apiece. Beautiful.
Thursday, June 02, 2005 | 10:53 PM | LINK |