Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
I wanted that book so bad. Google it. It is awesome. I have never forgotten it. But we were poor college family with a baby we couldn't afford, so I never bought it. I even would go to the bookstore and read it over and over. I would carry it around. But I could never justify the cost. No worries. I popped an email off to Mr. Fun just now to buy me a used copy on Amazon. Good things come to those who wait, eh? :)
Peter Menzel seems like a fellow that I would like to talk to. Or at least take a photo field trip with. He has traveled around the world more than once to photograph these types of eye-opening stories. He must a nice man, with a good energy because people are willing to share their private lives on their front lawns with him. Not everyone I know would do that.
Peter is back. He now has done a story on what people are eating in a week. The pictures tell the story. You should check it out. Just google: "what the world eats" and click on the first link: what the world eats--photo essays with Time Magazine. Eyeopening. When my new book arrives, you are welcome to borrow it and see the Sheik's couches for yourself. :)
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Since most everyone (minus Cheryl tomorrow) I know has turned 40 this year, I guess that makes us "moldologists." We are there. We have arrived. New decade. We are now as old as mold so that must mean we know mold.
It makes me think of those lists in the chick magazines that show famous people and things you don't know about them. So in case you are interested in the workings and pieces of this moldy oldie, here you go. No particular order.
I hate washing silverware, especially forks. Too many sides to look after and clean.
I have had arthritis for 11 years.
I hate pairing socks in the laundry.
I love old musicals.
My kids love them too (not).
I hate for my hands to be dirty. I have a neuotic habit of rubbing them on the sides of my legs to make sure they are clean.
Ice cream makes me nauseated.
I don't read fiction...minus the Da Vinci Code and The Lost Symbol--Dan Brown.
I have never owned eye liner.
Potato chips make my lips swell up like Angelina Jolie.
I have been called "sir" an embarrassing number of times.
I don't know the words to most songs I hear on the radio.
I don't drink pop/soda.
I am a friar.
I don't like to be read out loud to.
I have always called my brother "Son" because that is what I heard him called by my parents when we were kids, so I called him that too.
I have a great idea for a book about green men.
I go to the thrift store when I feel a vibe to go.
I have chanted with the monks.
Here is to all us new moldologists in the world. Thanks to those who have helped us celebrate.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Here are some of the questions: true or false (for real)
I have not seen a car in six months
I have just returned from a 9 month trip on an ocean liner
I would rather be a police officer than a teacher
I take a plane trip from New York to Chicago at least twice a week
I get phone calls from popular movie stars
I think he will pass this exam quite easily...considering he was only on the ocean liner 7 months. :)
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
a man known to have a soft spot for Star Wars...
Chewy with a gold tooth
Just so you know, I DID NOT
edit a single one of these.
I want you to see their true color,
the true artistry that went into them.
Look at this woman!
We love Darth.
Seems a strange thing to graffiti...
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
When we moved into our house 7 years ago next week,
Friday, September 18, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Yeah, I don't know what this is...
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Macy's is sponsoring the "Come+Together" dinner party Tuesday night at 6 pm, across all it's stores in the United States. They are giving away a complimentary first course and the recipe.
1. Host a dinner party yourself to collect donations from your friends
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Here is the only image I could find of THE star of the evening, Fazal.
He outshone the theater and was the best speaker I have ever heard.
My two companions opted out of the lecture. That was a loss for them.
He was incredible. So articulate. So knowledgable.
So compassionate. So nice to look at (did I say that out loud? :) )
All kidding aside, he said some things that I will never forget. And I quote:
"Why must one have a genetic link to a place to tell the people's story?"
He offers a "visual response to unravel what the place has to offer."
He "makes" or "shoots" an image. He doesn't "take" it because it reminds him of taking something from someone without permission. He is trying to share who they are by their offering (by their allowing him to make the image). To let the person come forward in the image.
"Someone being reduced to a tragic moment in their life is wrong. The rest of their story is being forgotten."
"We need to be more responsible for the way we insert ourselves in other's lives."
He closed by reading a quoted letter/writing by an Afgan woman. This seems to be pivitol as to why he has become an advocate of women's issues. "Our prized posessions are pens and books. That is our treasure. We have been ignored by our men and abandoned by our outside sisters. The time has come for us to do it ourselves."
He is helping women do just that. Kudos to you Fazal. Sorry I couldn't have you to dinner.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
The photogapher who calls himself an "activist/artist" is Fazal Sheikh . His work is amazing and simple. He is world renouned. I wanted to say kudos to him for delving into a subject that is painful to see, painful to read, and risky to some to discuss. I wanted to feature his work here. When I stood among those widows photos, I cried.
Isn't she beautiful?
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
"On International Literacy Day each year, UNESCO reminds the international community of the status of literacy and adult learning globally.
Despite many and varied efforts, literacy remains an elusive target: some 776 million adults lack minimum literacy skills which means that one in five adults is still not literate; 75 million children are out-of-school and many more attend irregularly or drop out.
This year, International Literacy Day will put the spotlight on the empowering role of literacy and its importance for participation, citizenship and social development."
Sunday, September 6, 2009
I could write some touching analogy about how life
is like these webs. Sometimes pulled together
and sometimes not so and pulled together.
But my seizures are flared up, so
I am not really in the mood. Who knows
what is up with that.
Apparently, my own web is little disorderly right now.
Friday, September 4, 2009
I was cleaning the toliets at the church tonight and saw the name "Kohler." I remember a funny story that our buddies told us years ago.
Friends of theirs had a child, a boy, and didn't know what to name him. Of course, having a child is SUCH an UNEXPECTED surprise that I am sure they simply didn't have time to think about something so trivial with such little time to plan for the baby's arrival. Duh.
Anyhow, they couldn't find one (obviously they don't have a copy of the 10,000 baby names book that Juniper gave to us 13 years ago--which we still have--read so much that the cover has been lost years ago). So when one of them used the bathroom at the hospital, they seemingly were struck by the awe and majesty of the idea of naming their child after a toliet....you guessed it...Kohler.
Mr. Fun's dad is the first born son, John, who named his first born son John, who then of course named his first born son John. That family also has a tradition of naming their fourth son Deryk. But only the fourth son of the first born John. So even if I had been a better super mormon and had many more children and one had been the fourth son, I could not name hms Deryk. Rules is rules.
Then there is Juniper, who found out in the 12th grade from a school secretary that she (Juniper) had been spelling her middle wrong her entire life. Opps.
Mr. Fun is named after a modern day apostle.
The Boy was given a good strong Hebrew name from the Bible. I like Seth because he is known to be a carbon copy of his father, Adam. Our boy is very carbony of Mr. Fun...even down to the messy piles all around the house.
The Girl's name comes from a dance recital program we had read at Mr. Fun's nephew dance program. Mr. Fun wanted to name her "Arapahoe". He tried to sneak that name into her baby blessing at church....he chickened out at the last second. Good move on his part.
I saw something sweet at the store today.
I learned from my dad that it is nice to call people by their first names....especially people who are serving you like waitresses or people who work at the bank or wal-mart. When you do, they normally look surprised and you can see they are sorting through their brain to try and place your face.
Today, as I was checking out of the grocery store, the bagger guy was one who I had seen many times. He seems to have autism or some disability,. I have never seen him smile in the seven years I have lived here.
When I pulling out of my lane, pushing my cart to leave the store, I said, "Hey C***, thanks for bagging my groceries." And it happened. He turned a sheepish red, mumbled something, and smiled. A real smile. A happy smile. The kind of smile that makes you think that today his name made him feel special. As dumb as it sounds, today I was really happy for him that we have names. Even if they come from the toliet company.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
The funny thing is that I always have stuff in the basement. Lots of stuff. For a couple years, I had more shoes than the Payless shoe store down the street. One year I begged, borrowed and bought every discount used stuffed animal north of the Missouri River. One time I bought 50 pairs of flip flops in a snow storm. Once I collected 280 books, all of which had to be processed by a zillion PTA ladies. Let's not mention the money, the 4 billion canned foods for food drives and of course the medical supplies that have found their way to Jamaica. Oh yeah, I forgot the clothes for the orphans in Dar Es Salaam in Tanzania.
But this week, I think the current collection is the largest ever. That would be the collection of school supplies. Partially funded by my Rotary Club, and the rest funded by the ladies I go to church with. And we aren't talking about a few rulers and glue sticks. Couple notebooks. We are talking to the tune of 14,954 items(for those who heard the first update, I found 57 more items in the basement). That is every single piece of paper, eraser, box of crayons. And there is still more trickling in. :)
The supplies are going to serve the Midwest Foster Care and Adoption Agency here in KC. It seemed like a perfect fit. We have 8 children living in our congregation who are adopted or in foster care, and you know, all those extra school supplies for those new additions can add up for a family.
The cool thing is that it took so little work on anyone's part. The Rotarians passed around the bucket at lunch and collected $102 with their spare pocket change. The Church Ladies had a pink paper announcement the size of a small postcard asking them to donate. That was it.
September is coat collecting month. All coats. All sizes. :) It will go to service the Don Bosco Center in the city, who serves over 2,000 individuals a day.
It is great to be able to give all this great stuff away....:) Thanks everyone who donated.