Sunday Show & Tell # 15
Beauty is certainly in the eye of the beholder. Lately, I’ve been taken with the hair that has become embedded in Elvis’ dog coat.
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Archive for August 2008
Waiting For God…oh!
Actually I’m not waiting for God – I’ve heard that he’s one of those people who show up unannounced and unexpected.
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Rich Little Poor Girl Friday #4
Lesson #4: SOMETHING FOR NOTHING
One of the con’s of straddling the poverty line is the pervasive feeling that you can’t ever afford to enjoy yourself. Not true. This week I’d like to promote “free” entertainment.
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Best Laid Plans
Four weeks ago a made a list of goals I wanted to accomplish in my time off. With just over two weeks left before I am back at work, I figured it was time to check in.
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S.A.T.C. Anonymous
Hello. My name is Jody and I’m a Sex And The City-aholic.
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Bluesday, August 26th
Today’s cold, windy, rainy weather punctuates the notion that summer has already left the building.
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Sweet Sixteen (+ 23)
How to have a swell birthday:
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Sunday Show & Tell #14
Here’s something you’ll never have a chance to see again…
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Four Your Eyes Only
When I was putting my contacts in this morning I noticed something bizarre; a third lens was in the RIGHT cup of the storage case.
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Rich Little Poor Girl Friday #3
Lesson #3: BROWN BAGGIN’ IT
After last Friday’s post y’all ran out and stockpiled a bunch of dietary staples. Now you are ready to take the next step: Basic Training for Brown Baggin’.
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The Choler of Purple
Waddaya get when you cross a case of the moody blues with a persistent case of the mean reds?
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4 Syllables, Starts With “R”
My birthday is on Monday. I’d like to commemorate my 39th year with something extra special.
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Move Over, Johnny Depp
The sight of Elvis chewing the face off a second-hand T-Bear – before and after my second-hand viewing of Sweeney Todd – earned him a new moniker…
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From the Mouths of Gift Horses
On Sunday I wrote about the great deal I found on Tria Markers. I thought they were being cleared out because they were the old two-nib style. Not so.
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Sunday Show & Tell #13
This week I’d like to show you how well I gloat and tell you why…
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Blister in the Sun
By all rights I should be waiting until tomorrow and posting this as a “Show & Tell”, but it will probably heal by then and nobody will believe me that I ever worked this hard…
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Rich Little Poor Girl Friday #2
Lesson #2: STOCKPILING
Gathering in times of plenty to make it through lean times is nothing new; the concept of stockpiling has been around since before Mason jars.
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Picture Perfect
I could handle hiking up 200 steps through the forest every day to see this…
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Douche That to Me One More Time
A day of painting with oil-based product led to some punchy mid-afternoon conversation up at Fairmont.
WARNING: the remainder of this post contains juvenile content.
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Ow…Ow…Ow…
Suffering from occupational hazard.
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Will Work for Food
Well, food and booze, anyway.
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Sunday Show & Tell #12
I have an extra special treat for you, loyal visitors: a peek into my studio. WARNING – extensive indiscriminate clutter. Parental discretion advised.
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Things I Could Do
Rich Little Poor Girl Friday #1
While updating a dear art school peer on my Where, What, How, When, & Why it suddenly struck me how amazing it was that I own my live-in studio.
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Aesop’s Foibles
These days I feel like I’m auditioning for the part of the dog in Aesop’s The Dog and the Bone.
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Day-old Muse
Crap. OK, here’s your half-price plastic bag of stale excuses for why I missed getting yesterday’s Daily Muse post up…
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It’s A Dog’s Life
And to that I say: “bow-wow-wow”. Not saying I have gone to the dogs, but I am definitely living it up like one. No municipal job imposing schedules. No public transit commute. Ignoring the 6:30am alarm. Leisurely mid-morning strolls with Elvis – cup o’ joe in hand. Playing in my studio when it suits me.
Does it get any better than this? Why, yes – I think it could.
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Jacked
A wee bit reluctant to go in the studio today, it being a civic holiday and all. Somehow I ended up in there, poking about – prepping a couple new pieces for the Campbell River show. Suddenly I was studio-jacked.
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Sunday Show & Tell #11
One of the benefits of being a chronic pack-rat is that along with the frequent outbursts of “Why the hell am I keeping this?!” occasionally you are moved to say, “Wow! I forgot I had this!”
Potbull Terrier
The SPCA made an error on the adoption papers when they listed Elvis as a pitbull cross. Eight years I’ve lived with my dog – I never would have guessed he was a dope-head.
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