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MAKING MONEY - JU$T AN$WERING QUE$TION$??? $$$

2011-07-01T21:46:00.000-07:00

$ometime$ there'$ just time$ in your life when you are bored :/ or maybe $ad :( or maybe, happy :) or $uper happy :D or neither, you might want to try $omething new to brighten your day!

Here i$ ju$t a little $omething I would like to $hare with you, $ome of the thing$ I do, when I want to be entertained, but in complete control with what I'm entertained with! Like, let'$ $say I don't feel like writing a $tory, or poem, or random thought$ that float around in$ide my head! We all know there i$ certainly room for that, but $ometime$ I just don't want to $hare them all, $o I decided the$e are worth $haring!

I get a giggle out of them, $ometime$ a boring eye roll, and $ometime$ I find that ju$t doing $omething $imple like helping people by an$wering their que$tion$!

I don't alway$ know the an$wer to their que$tion, $o, I have to pa$$ them up! $ometime$ I read other people'$ an$wer$ to a que$tion becau$e I might learn $omething new from them! Then it'$ pretty touch n' go, becau$e I am not $ure which an$wer is right or which an$wer i$ wrong, but I find $ome of them funny $o that entertain$ me!

Below are some example$ of $ome of the que$tion$ that I just happened to know the an$wer to, although I've had to compete with $ome other people'$ an$wer$, but it just boil$ down to who ha$ the be$t an$wer, and I get picked! It make$ me happy, and $ome of them are made up out of a "FUN" category, $o there'$ no exten$ive $earching or looking up, re$earching required!

Now I like tho$e becau$e, well, they are ju$t FUN! It'$ even more fun when the per$on who like$ my "fun" an$wer and pick$ me! :D I like tho$e the be$t becau$e other people have come along an po$ted funny thing$ too, so it make$ fun for everybody!

Once there was a photo conte$t, for fun, and I thought to my$elf... "$elf, you have $ome good photo'$ that you've taken, but you're going to be up again$t $ome other people who have $ome really good photo$, $o, $elf, you'll be lucky if you win thi$ one! Gue$$ what $elf, I won that conte$t!

$o, now that I'm done talking to my$elf, I'll let you in on the little $ecret on how you can make money an$wering que$tion$ for fun, or whatever, $uper plethora of knowledge you have! Remember though, when you an$wer que$tion$ brief or wrong, you totally lo$e and people laugh at you! $uch as my recent coconut que$tion! It took a per$on from acro$$ the planet to give me the an$wer I was looking for! Woah! Funny huh! :D My favorite is the que$tion: WHY?

Here'$ a few of the thing$ that

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doe$ know a little bit about!
Remember, $ome are $eriou$, $ome are for fun!

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When do spiders spin webs?Are there a time or specific day that they do it?

Who knows what the trilateral commission does?

Do you believe in destiny? If so, why?

If you came back after death as an animal, what animal would it be and why?

What do you know about EGYPT ?

Does anyone live in Rhode Island on here?

Picture Contest...

Which is more important, to have your cats have trim shapely nails, or to have them like you?

If dark meat is juicier and more flavorful, why is white meat considered the better piece of chicken?

Do gentleman really prefer blondes?

A little fun for you friends. I want some cute Barbie doll pics, the cutest one will get award.

Why?

How are You?

What are some good websites that teach Spanish?

Baseball collection

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Hot and Dry in Texas – Drought, Overpopulation and Climate Change

2011-06-18T17:54:00.000-07:00

Hot and Dry in Texas – Drought, Overpopulation and Climate Change

I SAW THIS POSTED ON HUBPAGES AND AM JUST IN UTTER DISGUST THAT ANY AMERICAN WOULD BE STANDING UP FOR A COMMUNISTIC THEORY TO HAVE OUR WOMEN BE MADE TO GET ABORTIONS BY OUR GOVERNMENT AT 8.5 MONTHS PREGNANT OR PROMOTE THE MARXIST THEORY THAT ONE CHILD FAMILIES --WOULD STOP DROUTS! :::shakes head:::

WHILE THAT DOES NOT APPEAR TO MAKE SENSE, THAT IS WHAT THE PERSON IS SAYING IF YOU READ THEIR ARTICLE!
This person should use the same bath water all week, just as our fore fathers did in the olden days, and see how she likes bathing in dirty water!

WHY, is this JUST NOW becoming an issue! LOOK AT THE PHOTO AND SEE!

THEY ARE BASICALLY STANDING UP FOR INFANTICIDE IN AMERICA! :(

IF YOU HAVE MORE THAN 1 FEMALE CHILD, THIS PERSON APPEARS TO WANT THEM MURDERED UPON LATE TERM FORCED ABORTION OR UPON IT'S BIRTH.

I'M SADDENED AND SICKENED THAT THERE WAS ACTUALLY SOMEONE IN AGREEMENT!

PLEASE! READ THIS ARTICLE!

ALSO, PLEASE READ UP ON CHINA'S "FAMILY PLANNING POLICY"
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/One-child_policy

Imagine, having to pick which one of your female children live or die due to a Government policy

AMERICAN AND PROUD TO BE SO!
While reading the initial post, think, think hard, WHICH ONE OF YOUR DAUGHTERS WOULD YOU GIVE UP?

Why I love Princess Diana & Blonde Hair!

2011-04-23T02:49:00.000-07:00

ARE BLONDES PRETTY BECAUSE THEY ARE BLONDE?
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OR, IS IT THE THINGS THEY DO THINGS THEY DO MAKE THEM MORE PRETTY?
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I GUESS YOU'VE GOT TO KNOW, TO REALLY HAVE AN IDEA ON
HOW PRETTY YOU THINK THE BLONDE IS, RIGHT?
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Does long hair or short hair matter?
I don't think so, but who can be compared to the Beautiful
Princess Diana?
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(Read on, see what you think) :)
Here is me, and here is my story!
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I like my hair long, as you can see :)
But some girls are lovely with short hair like my favorite pretty blonde
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WHY I LOVE PRINCESS DIANA AND ALWAYS HAVE!
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Hi, yeah, I might be a blonde (or blond whichever way you want to spell it, neither are wrong) and there is no way that I could ever be more beautiful than Princess Diana!

For one thing Princess Diana did so many REALLY CARING AND WONDERFUL THINGS, so selfless, for other people in the world! Especially for children who had been hurt from landmines that were not picked up or properly taken care of after a war zone!

Had everything gone her way, (which in my opinion should have) there never would of been any landmines! I loved the fact that she took her time to go visit these children who were plagued by them for the rest of their lives, these innocent little children!
Her heart truly went out to them, as I could see it in her eyes!
I truly don't believe she did it just because she was a Princess, but it gave her the means to do it because she was a Princess!
DOING IT MADE HER A PRINCESS WHETHER SHE MARRIED PRINCE CHARLES OR NOT!
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Other things she did that made her a beautiful soul inside and out, like:

Visit those who fell victim to landmines.
Visited Orphanages in countries with many children who never had family.
She brought awareness of people with AIDS, at a time when people were afraid to touch someone with aids, she showed the world they too deserved love and compassion.
She took the initiative to learn sign language for East End School for the Deaf, and was so special to them, that they even created a special sign just for her, by running their hand from the front of their hair to the back, signifying her famous signature hairstyle.
I remember her making a specific effort to visit the nursing home of elderly people who had no one to come and see them.
As a Princess Activist, she had even taken on more social issues, like homelessness, and drug abuse, and with her gracious charm, shook hands with those with leprosy in Nigeria, and did not shun those with disabilities or as mentioned ever put herself above those with AIDS, and showed much compassion. So much she left much of her time she could have been doing things for herself and flew to other nations that had tragedy strike to comfort those who needed a kind heart and soul to show she cared, when she was not out just to make the British Monarchy appear good, proof of that would be, which other Princess have you seen taking these steps to ensure the happiness of other lives?
Diana never wanted to be a part of making things seem glamorous, she was real, she was true to the charities that were close to hear heart, although I don't believe there would have been enough hours in her day to do all the things that she truly would have done, if having had the time be possible.

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I read once where people had said she was so down to earth, that when her sons were old enough to understand just spending time with "mom" she would climb up in a big bed and cuddle up, and have fun, with a huge bowl of popcorn and watch movies and spend time with her children just as any mother would do! I'm sure, to this day, those are much cherished memories with her sons.

Once a reporter from Hong Kong tried to make her seem unflattering, much to the dismay of anyone, she was snapped in a bright red bathing suit, swimming and frolicking, as the camera caught beams of her beautiful blonde hair, did not take away from the charm she OWNED as a person with a heart as big as the world!

Yes, I do think she was just a very pretty lady otherwise, and was so happy when I learned she was going to be an actual Princess in real life!
Every girl has a dream in her life, one could be her beautiful wedding day, and the other would be to the the Princess that their daddy's called them as little girls!
Oh, what a dream to be a REAL LIVE PRINCESS! :)

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When I was a little girl, my mother bought me a pretty Pink Canopy Bed with pretty pink flowers on it! When my dad would tell me it was time to get up, he would say, "Hey Princess, it's time to wake up." So I LOVED when my dad called me his Princess! It made me feel special and it made me feel loved and pretty! Whether I am pretty or not, is of course in the eye of the beholder, so when my Prince Charming comes to get me, he will think so!
I'm not too sure I'll let him take my daddy's title away, as being called Princess was just a special thing between me and my dad!

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One day I was sitting at my computer, just chit-chatting with someone, via instant message, when I saw the words come across my screen that Princess Diana was tragically killed in a car accident. I hoped this person was kidding with me, as my admiration for Princess Diana was never a secret of any sort! I ran to the TV and turned it on and saw it was true. Immediately tears streamed my face enough to flood a river! I begged God, let this be a cruel joke, not to take this woman who cared so much and had done so much for the world away from us! But the news went on, and said she had died quickly, and I remember running to the phone and calling my mother crying and saying "but why her, she's so wonderful, she cares so much."
My mother being the person she was, tried to console me, assuring me that this woman lived a life, she was sure to walk the streets of gold in heaven.
I guess I was just selfishly wanting to hear it was not true! I cried for her, I cried for her children, and I cried for THE WORLD.
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Never has there been a woman who could ever be like her. Regardless of her days before becoming a Princess, she still held what was said a cute giggle and a girlish charm, that was certainly a Princess in the making. There will NEVER be, anyone to match the charming and beautiful fair blonde Princess. I'm sure that she is looking down upon her son, soon to marry a most beautiful girl, Kate, who will become a Princess, and she too moves with an elegance that makes her son seem to beam with pride in the photos I have seen of them.
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Prince William, proposed to Kate Middleton this past November, a Fairy Tale Style proposal while in Kenya Africa, with the same beautiful Blue Sapphire Engagement ring his mother wore, as I am sure he did to show her how much he loves her, and my good guess is that in some fashion, while not blonde, but most definitely beautiful, has a quality about her that he knew his mother would be most proud of. If only she could be there in person to stand by her son, while he wed's this beautiful girl, others have already shown they cannot hold a candle to!

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Awhile back I was thumbing through a forum I like to answer questions from, I was found a question that asked people to post the prettiest or cutest Barbie picture! While there were some cute ones, I automatically thought of my mom's doll collection and how much I loved her Princess Diana Doll!

So I did post a photo of Diana in a Royal Blue Gown, that does show off her beauty, and I hope you take the time to view it at the link above or here below! It is breath taking, and I was VERY happy that I won this award for the prettiest of Barbie Doll's, with my choice being that of the beautiful Princess Diana! Please view it and see, it really is VERY beautiful!
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Click Her Name to See the Beautiful Sapphire Dress
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Feel free to come back and comment!
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JEALOUSY!

2011-04-12T13:55:00.000-07:00

You're probably wondering why I used the photo above, well it fits the story! I mean, if you had to live here, wouldn't you be jealous of someone who had a better mobile home or a house?
I know I would lol. But then again, I wouldn't let myself get in that position!

This blog is a bit deeper than that. It's about jealousy of LOVE. If you find yourself being someone who is jealous because others are loved, and you're not lovable, then it's on you, not them! Not the people who are lovable, and are surrounded with good people who love them back. Those are the people who never have to worry about being love for who they are. It's sad for people who cannot be good people because they don't know what love is, let alone HOW to love themselves!

Ah, I can say that, because, sometimes I love myself, and have those "crazy" lol moments of grandure. I guess that's because I know there's people that love me for me. Not because of my dress, not because of my wit, not because I just live and let live, but people love me for those little things in life. Like, me being a compassionate person. A humanitarian, a person who loves the simple things in life. I don't need a ton of things to fill my life because I'm loved, for my good points and my not so good points. I'm not judged unfairly by these people.

Don't get me wrong, I can take constructive criticism, and I actually welcome it. It's when the jabs start to fly is when it's wrong, then I have to mark a person out of my life. That's when it's wrong to be in a persons life. When they're jealousy of you being a well liked, well loved, by people who genuinely loves you for YOU. Who you are, inside and out.

Of course there are those little things that people love you for that you don't even know about. Things that are little, things you don't notice. Your mannerisms, maybe the way you flip your hair or the way you walk, a phrase you might use that you're not aware of. Little things. Like I said, the little things you're not aware of. But if you're that fuddy duddy who has no self esteem, and are at least TRYING to get some, you're on your way.

After my marriage, my self esteem was in the crapper! Literally! I didn't realize he was stealing what little self esteem I had! Little things came out like, one day I was getting ready to go down to a show and I was fixing the trim on a pair of socks that were in style at the time. I was using a red marker to trim the red to match my shoes, when my husband, the man who is supposed to think everything I do is great, says to me "it's not like everyone's going to be looking at you!"

UM... well, I thought.. what about that ONE person who might look, it could be a woman thinking "how cute" or just "matches well with those shoes.' Anything of such. At the time I didn't let it bother me until it came to one day sitting on some swings in the near future. I looked down at myself and noticed that I must had lost a little weight because sitting in those kid swings that are plastic and kind of curve around your bottom (I guess the 'one size fits all' swing) it wasn't uncomfortable in the jeans I was wearing and I said, "wow, these don't make my jeans feel too tight or make me have a little muffin top" the man I was with said "let's keep it that way." That is when I knew he was judging me by my weight. Not really by my personality or how much fun I was. I had lots of friends and had lots of fun, and none of my friends tended to judge me on that. But it woke me up! I realized, if I were going to be judged, and loved for MYSELF then I had to get out of that situation.

I began dressing up, wearing a bit of crazy FUN jewelry and coloring my hair! I'm still blonde, I just like a little bit of streaked blonde, with some of the darker area left in. Now at the ripe old age I am, it's more fitting and it does me well, and I say that with complete confidence.

Now without a man that sits in judgment of my every move or word, I live my life as I please. If I feel like sitting in front of the tv for 3 days and not wash dishes or cook, I don't have to! And until the man comes into my life, that is happy with that, and me, then I'm fine the way things are with me. Of course I have my up days and my down days, as I believe everyone does, but no longer do I let anyone push me.

I once had a very jealous friend. (friend lol) Person in my life, how's that! If it wasn't up to her "high" standards (which are really in the gutter) she would say things like "ew," at every little thing she didn't think was perfect. It wasn't long until she confided in me her truths. When I learned them, then I realized it wasn't ME that had the problem, it was her! Now I have chosen to only surround myself with people who are doing what they can to improve themselves if they realize there's a part of their life that needs improving. SOME of them can't really do anything to change what's around them, they can only change themselves. That's understandable. I can't change some of the things around me that need changing, and it's not my fault, and I can't do a thing to change it. So, I just have to wait it out, and see what happens, and whatever happens I will cross that bridge when I come to it. But I'll at least know I'm doing the right thing, and I'm not dragging anybody down with me. If I fall, and ask for a hand up, and one reaches out, I'll take the hand to help me up, after that I'm on my own.

So when JEALOUSY rears it's ugly head, and you find yourself jealous of trivial bullshit, like someone has something they can do, and you can't bring yourself to do it, then figure out WHY you're jealous, and fix that about yourself. When you fix the things about yourself, you'll find that other things in your life are much easier to fix and you'll begin to become happy with the person you are, or want to be. Just don't use others on your way down or to climb the ladder of life. Have them as friends you can trust, or just someone in your life you can talk to sometimes. Never let anyone into your deepest darkest thoughts, because those are yours, and nobody else belongs there. After all to avoid jealousy issues, you're going to have to figure out what is yours and what isn't. Before you can make your world a better place for you to reside in. (Rather than the, not so desirable mobile home above, that's the last place you want your mind living, because there the rest of you resides as well)

Peace be with you, and remember, to question yourself on things you've done to people, and if that's the kind of person you want to be. If it's not, then it's best to change it before others realize it and ditch you on the friendship ladder of life! <3

STOP STALKING ME!

2011-04-04T01:02:00.000-07:00

I GOT RID OF EVERYTHING YOU EVER PUT INTO MY LIFE.

YOU USE PEOPLE

YOU LIE TO PEOPLE

YOU STEAL FROM PEOPLE - ALL THE TIME! EVEN YOUR BOSS WHO BOUGHT YOU TWO CARS!

THROW AWAY MY KEY BECAUSE IT WON'T GET YOU INTO MY HOUSE, I CHANGED THE LOCKS!

I'M SICK OF YOU STALKING ME, YOUR LOCATION COMES UP IN MY DATABASE SO I KNOW YOU ARE FOLLOWING ME. LEAVE ME ALONE! GO AWAY, I DON'T LIKE YOU, WHAT IS THERE NOT TO GET ABOUT THAT!? DON'T YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO READ, LIKE YOUR KIDS DIARY OR SOMETHING?

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Regrets and Not Regreting

2011-03-28T17:42:00.000-07:00

I SUPPOSE there's a time in every one's life when they have a regret. They wish they had or hadn't of done something or such.

I'm don't consider myself a person to be above or beyond asking someone what they think I should do in a certain situation if I know they've been there, done that! I've gotten some good advice that I chose to follow, or if I don't care for the advice I just don't use it, but glad I DID GET the advice!

When you get advice from someone it's up to you to decide if you use it or not.
If it's good or bad. If you blame someone outside that realm then, you're just not thinking for yourself, and regardless if the person is right or wrong, it's up to YOU to decide which witch is which!

I did something for someone once, well, not just one person it was for a massive amount of people. I learned a valuable lesson from them, and from the people who it surrounded. It's sad really, because I feel that by my helping this person it's put the person in possible danger. I fear what I see now, and I feel I created it. It was a good intention that went wrong by horribly wrong people.

There were promises by that person the person was overjoyed that I'd brought to light what was really going on. Nobody had forgotten as this person once thought. I changed that. I gave this person hope to a new future as this person took the ball and ran with it. Now making marks all over with popularity, but on the downside, this popularity which is viewed as "fun" to that person and the followers of that person is looking horribly as if I would go as far to say, the person would have been better off had I never offered my assistance. I just didn't know this would take such a turn for the worse of their health.

If someone gives you advice, and you don't like it, then DON'T use it. Chalk it up to "OK, yeah whatever." All in all, as I said I wish I had of let sleeping dogs lay. Now what I see, is a frail, sickly, by far too thin person being fed crap, literally crap. Not being taken care of, nor taking care of themselves, all for the sake of having a touch of fame.

I can say, I'm glad I never wanted to be part of the fame, and asked as such and it was not given, and I value that. At the same time, the things that were said to me were of thanks, and much gratitude! I heard words "this time I'm not going to waste it, I'm going to do this, get that, make it work." and now this person looks like death warmed over. I'm not badgering at this person, it's not my life. I truly believed I was saving the life. But what I inadvertently did was alter the whole life of this person and put this person in harms way.

Now this person is nothing more than a walking skeleton of a human, who is in dyer need of medical attention but would never see it as such. The people who surround this person, well, some of them are good, but distance will be there because they cannot face the truth. The pitiful truth.

So the next time, you go out of your way to help someone, think to yourself, will they use what you've given them to help or use it to FURTHER hinder their life. Think about it good and hard, because there is a time for each of us to leave the planet and become part of it.
We die.
I feel now, from what I have seen and witnessed, this person dying a slow death, while others rave of what a great persona is put out there. They don't see through the glass, they see through a smog filled glass room. If they saw the truth, they would choose to ignore it and and they will be sad when it comes to an end. Because THEIR existence will have come to an end.

Myself, I'm done with giving advice to anyone I don't truly have a bond with. My fear is of misuse, or the fact it will get thrown back at me "but you said...." Well, advice is just that, ADVICE, it's not telling someone TO DO something, but if you're a grown person with decisions to make, and you believe someone made you think or do something differently, then there is seriously something wrong with your way of thinking.

On a much smaller scale, what could very easily turn into this bigger scale, sadly enough, I was asked how someone could do something and not have their hard work stolen. So I did the work of fixing things so that couldn't happen. I gave specific instructions DO NOT CHANGE THE SETTINGS, and it went ignored, and the settings were changed, and I had to go back and change all of it and delete it all as I learned, they all lie, they all lie then blame the helper, and they ALL blame you for everything THEY DID going wrong.

Well, if you need someone to do your thinking for you, then you should NOT be walking the streets, and you certainly should not be making life altering decisions for anyone else. Especially if the person has psychological problems. (As a lot of actors, actresses, musician's, writers "ok, I didn't exclude myself" do, they live in another world apart from those who stay focused and don't need help from another)

Sometimes, even listening to the same thing, OVER AND OVER AND OVER, there will come a point when you just need to say, "Look, love it or leave it, just don't bring it back to me."

I've learned in life, that you are your own best friend, you are your own worst enemy, so don't blame anyone who you sought any advice or help from, it's a regret you just have to deal with and live with, and sometimes you cannot even trust yourself with yourself if you have to be inside your own mind and make decisions. That's a reality, check it yourself!

Anyone who thinks they should seek council, should understand, they are not there to think for you, or to make decisions for you, they are only there to help you with tools of the mind to help you through a crisis of getting things off your chest. If you seek council, and all they do is make you think you are right and everyone else is wrong, and everyone else misunderstands you, then you need to find other council.

All I have to say to end this is, HEY YOU, STAY OFF OF MY CLOUD!

I LOST MY MAKE UP BRUSHES!

2011-02-25T02:45:00.000-08:00

OH the HORROR of a woman whose lost her make up brushes! lol!

This morning I was going to start my first vlog! So I got all in order, and was all ready to put on my make up, get my hair fixed and with camera powered up, I was ready to roll!

I sat up a desk, it's really cool, has an old fashion 3 tier mirror that I absolutely adore! Everything was set, except me! Oh, and what exactly was I going to vlog about! Well, I'm pretty good at rambling about nothing, so I think that's a fine place to start! I guess just talking about myself, after all what else is there! :) :P

I have a really pretty Rottweiler, and she's my LIFE! I love her... probably too much! She's getting to be an old gal, but she's a good dog and she loves me unconditionally! After all if you ever want to be loved without conditions on you... BY ALL MEANS GET A DOG! People you never thought of will knife you in the back, but a dog will stand by you no matter what kind of hair day you're having and judge you NOT! :) She's been by my side for the past 12 years, which is beyond the span of a Rotties life.

The vet said she's lived so long because well, for one, she had a bout with cancer! I was rubbing her tummy one day and felt a hard crusty thing under one of her tata's! OMG.. it was kinda big, but I had her into the vets right away and they did tests, and sure enough, it was cancer!
Well, they did surgery and got it out, and it's been a good 4 years ago since that happened, but she's doing great!

My best advice to anyone, is when you pet your animal, pet them all over! Don't just pat them on the noggin once in awhile, if I did that I might never have found that lump! So I'm glad I sat on the floor with her watching her be the big ham that she is, and rubbed her belly! Because of that, she's here with me right now today! (Currently thinking she's sneaking a snooze on my old fashion sofa, but she's not fooling nobody! I know where she is, I'm just so glad to have her, she means more to me than any sofa even if it is an antique) :)

As soon as I fall asleep, she gets up and lays by my side, it's like "Hummmph, ol' mommie has to be on that typing thing, ignoring me" lol, it's cute actually. She's my pride and my joy!
Anyway, back to my make up brushes LOL... I was FRANTIC looking for them, after all I don't buy cheap drug store ones, they're nice quality ones that never lose a hair, glide on my skin smooth as silk and I take good care of them. I guess that's why I couldn't find them! I'd cleaned them in their special cleaner, then put them to dry hanging downward and all perfect with their plastic cases holding them as if they were brand new!

I'd gotten a special case for them so they'd have their own little place, and having rearranging my house, I put their bag in another place than I'm used to, so when I went to get my stuff so I could get busy on my vlog, BLAH THEY WERE NOT WITH MY MAKE UP!????

Talk about feeling as if someone hit me upside the head with a brick! lol. Well, I sent a text message to a friend who also doesn't use anything but Sephora, M.A.C. Estee Lauder and good make up, and said "Help, I can't find my brushes" ... ah, there came back the BLING of a mind at work, she said "stop freaking, sit down for an hour and it'll come to you" that was it.

So, at the words of her great advice... I turned on good old Netflix and watched a few episodes of "Lie To Me" (which is actually a pretty cool show) and during that, BAM! I jumped up, flew across the room, opened an old cabinet and VIOLA! There was my favorite purple case that holds ONLY my best items and BELOVED BRUSHES!

Here's you to my FINE FRIEND OF THE MORNING! There was one draw back to this morning, by the time I'd sat down, snuggled up for a few episodes of an ongoing saga of TA-DA "to lie or how to get out of it" LOL I'd gotten sleepy and with my beloved set right beside me, I just didn't have the energy to finish up, let alone think about what I was going to vlog about!

I guess I could have made one about how I went bonkers looking for my bag! LOL! Um, maybe that's what I'm doing now, well, in either event, they are safe and sound in their purple case awaiting use for this weekend! So, I'm going to try to get on that and make a vlog and most likely post it here first! I do have a YouTube channel and I LOVE You Tube, so I'll have to figure out if maybe I should make two, one for here, one for there or just one in general! Well, I guess I'm BLOGGED out for now, and I'm going to get some sleep and hopefully this weekend I'll set up my stuff, at least now I know for sure, I'll be ready! :)

Happy Blogging or Vlogging whichever you may do! -Peace

Dust to Diamonds

2011-01-31T20:28:00.001-08:00

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Withered and twisted, the leaves turn to dust

Layers of waste, stack high to the sky,

Never being smothered by the weight of the gravel

Pushing downward, somewhere will break base

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Hearts with pink glow, fail to rise

Into the dreams, of those who look up

Shard glass stabs cold blood, begging and end

Once will we find the dust so dense

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Taking into minds, love of dust

For it can only torment the poor

Taunting it's potential beauty

That only the wealth will behold

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The Dust turned to Diamonds, will own their souls

BLOOD - The ONLY Self Generating Paint

2011-01-31T13:33:00.000-08:00

BLOOD!

Blood as paint, is the one and only self generating endless paint of all. It is the only media that is unique to it's owner. It is a very hard media to control consistency. You have to work fast to keep color and to keep the blood from coagulating before you finish your project.

Is the girl's self portrait beautiful or ugly?

Did she do this for shock value or artistic value?

Why would someone do this? I guess it's an answer to figure out yourself, or read on.

It never fails me to think I am the first to do something or think of something no one else has thought of, only to find out, there's been preceding artists or thinkers who have beat me to the punch ... so to speak!

This is a small 7x8 self portrait I did in my own blood. I've watched a few video's on it, after I was done, only to find that they keep cutting themselves to achieve their paint.. the endless paint.

I didn't do that, it actually happened quite by accident. I really don't like undergoing a blood test or getting a shot of any sorts when I have doctor visits. The sight of blood makes me ill or faint feeling. I don't like it. But with the history of heart disease and diabetes running in my family I grew a bit desensitized to blood as my father grew older, and had dementia, he understood that having his finger poked and blood taken was for his own health issues, and I being his only daughter to help him with his declining health, for him, I had to MAKE myself do it. I did. I became where it was actually making me feel worse about having to poke him and draw his blood, just a drop from his tiny needle to get it onto the meter to read his sugar level.

Wow, the ups and downs. I seen it as low as 40, and as high as 400. That was near the end of his life when his brain was shutting down, his medications weren't working as they should, because his brain was over ruling the inevitable, that would take his life. When I seen it below 40, I quickly got juice into him, even with a spoonful of pure sugar, for that quick boost. He'd no longer able to swallow food to get natural sugars in him from fruits. Either way, it worked, as I tested and retested his blood, I found that it still raised it up to where he was no longer lethargic and could speak, although his sentences didn't make any sense. Well, anyway, due to that I grew desensitized to checking my own blood against his blood levels.
I also felt my heart sink as he'd asked for his other daughter... "If she would come and help you it'd be easier, and it wouldn't hurt your shoulders helping me" I could only reply the truth. She's not coming so we can do this on our own, we don't need them." Although they had quite the money to fly to different places of the world, but not to come and see the father that spent his life being a good dad, and taking care of his family. He deserved good care, and he cared for me, and I promised him before his dementia that I would be there to help him and he'd not ever have to go to an old folks home to live. Nobody came to visit him, nobody sent him cards or letters. But I drove from NC to MI twice a year to take some pressures off my son who was caring for him, because he was my dad, and I loved him, and I thought of him before myself just as he'd done for me years before, when he thought of taking care of his family before he spent money on things he worked hard for and deserved. Stages of dementia have moments of lucidity, and he knew it was taxing on me, and when the person who they are used to taking care of them leaves, they usually give up, my dad gave up, I believe, so that I could come back home and begin taking care of my life, because no one was going to help me on my journey though life, just as no one else was there to help him with the end of his life.

Anyway, this is about me and my blood art, rather than the why's of my fathers decline. I checked mine a few times, and found mine also went up or down, was no longer the 120 that he'd taught me years prior that were pretty normal. I checked mine one day and an unusual amount of blood came out from the poke of the tester kit. I started to put it in my mouth as I usually did to stop it's bleed. But then I stopped and glanced over at my small drawing book. I opened it to the last page and wiped the blood on it. I thought, well, it'll surely go through the paper, or turn brown as blood tends to do when on clothing or just being in the air.

Since most of my art works begin with a simple dot or circle and evolve into more, that's how this one started out as well. A single drop, so I sort of milked or squashed my finger to push more blood out of that tiny hole puncture, after all, it didn't hurt anymore, and the needles in them nowadays are so thin it's hard to get blood at all sometimes, but I hadn't used the kit, I knew the needle was sharp and I could use it sideways to get that drop for the meter. (Which I found my blood level to be a 170 which was quite high for me.) In any event, as I squeezed my finger, more blood emerged, and I thought, how could I capture it and do a drawing or painting with it, when I realized.. wait.. it's coming out with a squeeze, so I let it keep coming. I'm right handed, so this is done with my left finger.

I'm not used to using my left hand to draw, although I have done it with other drawing utensils like chalk or pencils (I really love a B3 pencil for it's soft and easy to keep sharp when you use the side, so the less sharpening to get a point when you need one) But this was coming in a more uncontrollable way. Sometimes thicker, and sometimes thinner. Plus I was having to work fast, as it would coagulate on the end of my finger, and I didn't want to poke again for the sake of making an artwork, but my determination was getting on it's way to finishing this piece. And one quite as bad as this, as it is left handed. I'm not ambidextrous although I've tried many times to write with even both hands at the same time. I found I can write my name both backwards and forwards with both hands at the same time, legibly.
I'm not suggesting anyone else cut themselves to produce blood for art, for several reasons. I'm not sure it's a mentally healthy way to generate paint and the fact if others came into contact with it, and you have any kind of disease that is communicable then it could be transferred to them, or vice versa. So do not touch someone else's blood drawn painting, as I'm not a doctor or in the medical field so I cannot tell you if it can be transferred to you after it's dried or not.
If you do try this, do not sell the original work, it will contain your DNA, and could transfer an illness to another. If you'd like to buy someone else's art that is done in blood, then have them photo copy it, and get a print. Then you are safe. Mine are thumb printed, and just as our DNA, it cannot be altered or changed, and in the future there will be no question to "who drew this" as a simple DNA test will give an accurate result.

The world, and the Internet is flooded with art, so when buying an original, please note that the whole thing might not be paint bought from the store. It could be real. Just be careful when choosing an artwork to buy unless of course you know it's done with pencil or pens as below. Above all, always question originals, signature or not, those can be copied and some people can copy a signature so close it's hard for even an expert cannot tell if it's an original, but when it contains your blood, there can be, without a doubt who the painting really was drawn by. Love it or hate my self portrait, more than just blood went into it. A sore finger for one thing :) owie, and for another thing, it's truly ME. I did not attempt to draw a fictitious character or someone else, it was meant after that first drop to be ME, and no other. As an artist, and writer, I would not attempt to do someone else's portrait of them in my blood without their permission, and it would have to come in my time, not "on time" as one would when they are waiting on an artist to finish with oils or chalks or any sort of artistic media!

Thanks for reading, and if you're not too freaked out, please feel free to read my other writings!

A Slice of my Pi - Warrior Soul, linked Souls

2011-01-31T11:10:00.000-08:00

Nope, I didn't dress up to see my favorite rock star, as I have already had many conversations with him, and after a small chat, I didn't want to take up time from other fans who had came from miles to see him and talk with him. I was going for words, not a fashion show! As you'll find in my other blogs and forums. I have many facets to my life, this is just one of them. Besides this was their turn!
I did have a stack of vinyls to which he go graciously signed each and every one, only to add onto the nights flyer "R U Kidding" haha... Very funny Kory, dark ink on a dark background, but of course I would see it, I saw many things his fans didn't see. A short for instance, he played a short time with some guys from LA and I don't think he liked them much, he realized that they were using him, and another fan of his, who just happened to know I was running a website for him, not his band Warrior Soul, but him as a person, who started the band, he called me and said he'd observed things going on behind Kory's back, and said we really needed to think of a way to get him away from them, as he feared for Kory's life, they were doing a bit too much partying, and Kory showed a lack of interest in them. He went as far as to put some of his old lyrics saying so in one of their songs, and they let it go to press, none of them even realizing it. We got a giggle out of it, and to his amazement said "wow, you noticed that" - Well, of course I noticed that, as I was in it for what he had to say, not the "music' although he is great when it comes to music and mixing tracks and such. This really isn't about that, it's about humans, why we know each other, why we get linked to know each other and why.
There came a time in my life that I was not able to keep going with a website for him. I'd bought a house, and of course a home has to be a priority, and he understood that, it was not a let down, but I passed it on to another fan of his, and she's doing a great job at keeping it up and keeping up with where his bands are playing and the fans. As I told him, I am a fan, no more no less, just another face in the crowd that understood he wasn't just about the mainstream next catchy tune, but he had a focus, and his focus was about the world, and it's wrongs, and "lets try to fix them" speaking out to the rock world. Unfortunately in America, the kids want to rock, while the people in other countries were indeed hearing his plight of not being heard in America, his anger towards the downgrade of a country. Not happy at all, he saw to leave here, but he had to do it with the rock the kids wanted, and joined and formed several bands that gave those bleeding ears what they desired to achieve what he set out to do. Inform the world of what is, what was, and what would be to come.
What does this have to do with what I'm going to say is only for those who have the patience to see why I was "thrown out and banned from his newfound followers" HA, yes, it matters not, as I know the truth, and though others may know and understand the truth, they also know that in order for him to live his life, feed and cloth himself he needs to do what all of us need to do. We are slaves to the grind. (no pun on Skid Row's song, but the truth yet be spoken again) The almighty dollar in which it takes to live. He has to give them what they want because they are not listening to what he's really about. Here is a bit of why I was thrown out of his group. Other than the fact his groups founder was jealous of my knowledge of his past musical background, and ganged together with one of the newest bandmates girlfriends, they decided I had to go! I was telling the truth and I wasn't being kicked down, although he on the famous FaceBook, when they threw me out, the loyal fans closest to me left on their own, and some stayed, but they never visit the group, they never post to the group, and they certainly do not want anything to do with the trivial banter between fans that don't really understand, so they stay there, as to back Kory, and hope to gain him new fans. New fans to keep him going. Not at all disregarding the people who did help him produce and direct his new bands and projects.
How many really bought his one and only solo CD, the one I think is the greatest of all. Put together, but not if you're not politically inclined, then it's utter "put together SOUNDS" rather than what it has to say. Let me end this bit of him with just saying two words that would only mean to him, what it means to me and to other politically inclined fans - "Oil Cloak."

Pi - Infinitely linking humanity and fans through,
numbers so simply, yet so complicated.
Depending on your outlook.

I wrote this piece below, only to be removed from the group, because it was incomprehensible to those who want to rock, not thinkers such as Kory Clarke, or his fans who are deep thinkers.

There is a link that as Pi, goes on and on and on... like the photo above, is both Pi, and Pie, and Pi. Pi being round, being infinite, without slicing the pie, it just goes around and around. Here is what got me band from his group, but someone who seemed to like everything I said, until I was going to share some spoken word pieces that I had shared with the original group already. The girlfriend didn't take kindly to this, and rather than seeing what was said, she saw what she wanted to see, that "I" was going to charge for these spoken word pieces of Kory's, when it was the groups moderator who suggested to sell them. Well, they were a gift from Kory to me, and he had no problem whatsoever in me sharing them with anyone else for free, so what this girl was thinking I have no idea, other than, she's just not thinking, nor maybe doesn't understand English where her "friend" and group moderator is the one who said sell them, not I. I would NEVER sell what should have went onto a CD for fans to buy without express permission from Kory himself. But I haven't spoken with him in quite awhile, as I am trying to do the same thing he is, LIFE MY LIFE. Neither of which includes each other. He's back on the road to success and away from the ones who wanted to bring him down and take his place, and that is all that mattered to me. So here is the "inside gossip" for those who are interested! Rather funny indeed.

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My note - I will entitle
Electric Surface - 010101 on/off/on/off infinitely!
Kory wrote a spoken word piece called Electric Surface, and that connects us all, does it not?
A computer's motherboard is made from sand, made from the earth.

Pi

I added this one person who I have known for 19 years, and we met because of Kory - aka Warrior Soul, back when computers were basic black/white/grey/orange and everything ran on dos, no windows, no graphics, no web just one of the first services that broadened the scientists form of communication, and what branched off of them, people who also knew of electronic forms of communication and formed their own message boards, and their knowledge of how to use them and brought other topics of communication to us. So we met under a very bland form of communication, (GRAY) I was there first I thumbed through the music sections and found basic stupidity (NO put downs to people who just want to rock intended please take no offense) then I sauntered over to the political boards and found much conversations of why things were going in directions of politics and I stayed there for a while and only had communications with them. (as I may have mentioned State Folders for kids etc. was just coming into effect, as other parents concerned for their kids as I was, so I found a little political interest in bands like Metallica that struck interest (and rock, although Deep Purple were and Pink Floyd far beyond their years had my attentions) anyway, I speak with this one person I met because of one post of Warrior Soul, and it got us talking, thus landed us into a very long time friendship and I love him dearly, as I do the ONE other friend who also shot me an email (he probably sees this but JUST AS GEORGE, neither of them post) because they are very intelligent people, and them posting here isn't going to do anything to change the world regardless of how many people join the group, and it comes down to an equation that, "the hatred outside, really doesn't matter." We had a common ground on that, while that is a love song from Kory to his wife (Jane, not our Jayniiii B) ;) it is still profound in the fact that when you have love, you are lulled in to a safe place, and the world outside doesn't matter because (as noted earlier how much everyone 'loves destruction') we do NOT have a love for destruction, and we GOT THAT and stood on that basic common ground. I added George to make a point that we could add billions of people to this board, to bring them to Kory's music, past, present, future, and you're not going to change how the world really is what it does and what is to be or become of us because of a SIMPLE fact of a DEEPLY COMPLICATED matter, can you believe round is really square, or square is really round? Does that sound crazy? Well, if it sounds crazy, you need to take a look at the world, just as you'd say to a child who doesn't want to learn their math, "but everything revolves around mathematical equations." Everything comes full circle, *um Pi* - As George could tell you Math has been one of my biggest downfalls since he's known me, but out of the blue when the wisest of them all will say "what is that.. duh.. I can't think of it" and I have blurted out the right answer, then I think it was George standing there looked at me and said "OMG you did Math in your head" ... I wasn't thinking of it in that sort of term, because round IS indeedy square. He has seen a test score I got when I applied to work for the car factories in Michigan, that I score "average" in EVERYTHING, except for mechanical reasoning in which I have a score of 99%. (not math, "reasoning") for instance I was given a sheet for the test that had a PAGE FULL of gears, and a few minutes to give an answer, but I looked at the sheet and said the last gear turns "left/right" whichever way it was. I was the only female to pass and be 2 rows ahead of everyone, but the MOST IMPORTANT TEST I FAILED that didn't let me get the job.. was the drug test. Only one drug, and it grows from the earth, Miss Mary Jane. It was also the only time I had a perfect GPA, and strangely enough in Sorority (was invited to join) "Phi Theta Kappa" which breaks down to the Greek "Phi=Pi" and the meaning of this is, the world being a perfect circle (Pi) is going to have it's outcome regardless of how many people like, understand or get what true Warrior Soul is, Kory has tried and tried to explain what he's seen happen, and I know he would rather be in the UK, and close to the places that take him away from the fear he has of this country which was founded on murder, thievery and hatred, not on love which as the revolutions of the world are infinite. George did NOT need to be added to this group, but I invited him to make a point as he already has known these things, and what will come to pass just as I have already told before what is going to come will come, and we cannot control it nor change it. Yes, it's changing to become the Utopia that we'd all love to see, but while it's on it's way, there's going to be much destruction in it's path.

George, sorry I invited you, but I know there are an elite few who understand exactly what I'm saying, and you are one of those elite few, although more will, and the theme (as noted before I'm SO SORRY HON I HAVE FORGOTTEN YOUR NAME OFF TOP OF MY HEAD) here is everyone choosing the songs that aim toward LOVING destruction not HATING destruction.

(The song is specific to those to love to have and know war-destruction, not PEACE!)

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If you'd like to find out more about Kory Clarke, and his band Warrior Soul, please find it via YouTube, and gain for yourself what the man is saying, as you'll not find it in any group or forums. Read his own words in interviews, not what people pushed him into saying, so don't read between the lines, read and feel the lines.
(c)Kathy Allen 2011

Zombie Rodents

2010-08-03T07:01:00.000-07:00

DEEP THOUGHTS….
.. of rodents, zombies and wolves…

The fable of the
shape shifting rodent.

Dingy gray and dirty white, he crept along the damp dark tunnel under the city. Looking hard for a place to call home, this rodent, so ugly, so horrifying, with fangs of a vampire, but tendency’s of the wolves.

He drools as he crawls, with his head down, knowing he can change when time needs,
Drops of water, filthy with vile vomit from the street sleepers above…

Through it he thinks, his next meal must be human, he feels it must be a she…
Rather than the two front teeth of a meek little mouse, they part into fangs, thick and sharp…

The morning of people, bustling their way to work, none know the fate that awaits, the lurker below….
Ah, he will await her sitting nicely at her desk, before coming up the vent from the sewer…

Knowing he can pass through the brick walls with holes, spiders and water bugs stick to his fur…
The shape shifting rodent squeezes through the passage way, knowing he’ll change when time is right..

She leans back and takes off her shoes, getting ready to work, so unknowingly she sets at her desk….
The vent is loose, nobody cared, nobody realized she was to be eaten alive by the shape shifting rodent..

Finally his head peaks through the vent, he spies her toes, bare in the summer’s heat…
Giving into his hunger as her toe jam awaits, he shifts into a RAT from a tiny rodent of filth…

Running quickly as she types her first words, just as her fingertips begin to type, the teeth of the
Shape shifting rodent, turned rat, takes a big bite out of the nice juicy toe…

Little did she know, when she screamed, and jumped, that this little rodent was a horrid werewolf.
Now she is bitten, and he’s run away, she screams, “Oh I’ve been bitten, what now shall I do.”

The boss runs for decon, and traps and cheese, little does he know, the rodent shape shifted into dust…
Boss man, finds the dust on his desk of clutter, wonders what it is as he sniffs and shutters…

Back to Sheri, he runs with arsenal to kill the next rodent that enters…
Now who are we to believe, which witch is which…. Who did the rodent make a Zombie, was it just Sheri..

Or her boss too? With at least two new Zombies now in the office,…
The others should beware, of their primal desires to change their co-workers into rabid shape shifting rodents.

Whose office is next.....

::::::::::::It could come true ya know, stranger things have happened:::::::::::
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~watch yer toes~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

2010-07-23T20:54:00.000-07:00

(c)Kathy, strong supporter of vampirefreaks!

How your actions effect others, and their life. It would be nice if we all could don the world with smiles and laughter!

Since it's not a reality, there's always that wonderland we take ourselves into, or some of us do, whether it's in the form of something physical or mental, at some point we need an out.

Some take religion, and incorporate it into their lives in order to bring out their spiritual side. I don't like seeing it abused, but people do it anyway. I don't understand why. There's been a handful of people in my life that claim they have religion and actually live their lives like it has depth and meaning.

Others, yeah, they show up in the spiritual theater on whatever their day calls for in their Sunday best, but they'll turn their backs on a family member in a heartbeat. They don't care if the one they once claimed to love goes hungry, or needs a doctor or just need to be with the one they once thought they meant something to.

It's a sad world when you think you walk the same streets as them, they're your neighbor, or they are the person standing by your side in line at the store. It's that super nice guy who everyone waves to in the neighborhood, or works at the local store. The "real great guy!"

It's that nice woman who runs the check out at your local shopping department store. The nice dressed one that wears the small cross necklace.

I've looked into meditation and why the Buddhist do it and why it's carried so far down through the ages, and expanded throughout the world. I don't think it clicks with me, as I find more sitting around not getting things done is more depressing. I guess that's my pessimist view on that. Novel concept, sitting there to do nothing. The Christian religion says it's a way to open your mind, but to let evil in. Well, I guess I would take that over a religion that makes me jump in a snake pit. Although every time I go into the city, I feel like I'm jumping into a snake pit. "BLAH"

In my time I need to get away, rather than going on faith or wishes or what my parents believed in, at least I had parents who taught me to think for myself. Maybe that's one of the reasons I get into so much trouble haha, no, on a serious note, I'm so glad I had parents who would flat out tell me, just because they believed in something, wouldn't mean it was my calling. Of course, like any other parent they always pointed you toward their slant. Some of us learned from that experience, and others shunned it. I was more the one to take each thing and put it in a blender and make something of my own out of it all.

Will I get to heaven? Will I see true happiness, be with the one I love and not take it for granted? Will I change one in for the other? Who do you trust when you've given up your life for someone else, then they turn their back on you as if you never existed. Something to ponder, or puton a good flick and just phase out and forget this is the world, we can take it or leave it.

Just my thoughts of this evening in July.

Keith Richards, Just Waiting on a Friend

2010-06-02T20:32:00.000-07:00

Keith Richards, a well known man, with a road behind him as well as a road ahead, I'd like to take a step backward and let's see just where he's been.
In the Keith Richards bio, he made a public service announcement urging the youth of the world to stay off of drugs. With jovial attitude, he abounded mostly about how kids couldn't do any more drugs, because he had done them all.
While many talented musicians fell prey to the heroin addiction that crossed the world, and the world of music, Keith is said to be a poster child for the dangers of drug use, and very talented, but faintly crumbled. A middle aged man who survived a heroin addiction that would have killed the heartiest of drug users. Mr. Richards survived it all, the drugs, the women, the raving crowds at concerts, and a 40 + year friendship with Mick Jagger, and came through with most of his faculties intact.

It is said that during the late 70's that he had a plea bargain with the Toronto courts, due to a heroin possession charge by a blind girl who stood in his behalf and told how he had escorted the girl home safely after a Rolling Stones concert. In his plea bargain, it included a benefit show for the Canadian National Institute for the Blind. He was then allowed to enter into the United States for drug treatment.

It leads a person to wonder, how evil, or not a drug really is. How easily he could have taken advantage of the girl, but rather, he ensured her safety, and maybe it was in that he realized he needed to live longer, in order to help more people, and thus, he began drug treatment. And yes, lived on to share this knowledge with others.

There was a love-hate relationship between Richards and Jaggar which has been said to resemble more of a marriage than a bond of buddies. Keith has said he could not imagine doing anything else with his life than what he calls "sturdy stock." And I quote from his bio, "To me, the main thing about living on this planet is to know who the hell you are, and to be real about it. That's the reason I'm still alive."
He also never wanted to do a solo record, but in the mid 80's Mick Jagger went against the brotherhood they shared, and cut a solo album. Richards was enraged, and I can only imagine deeply hurt by that, he states he felt their 25 year relationship was went down the drain, and with that he did do a solo album, Talk is Cheap, and went on the road with a back up band.

(Source: Mr. Show Biz)

Mr. Richards was just 15 when his mother bought him his first guitar and he knew he wanted to play rock and roll. Once that Keith and Mick realized they could write songs together, there was no holding them back. On one of their earliest collaborations, the classic "(I Can't Get No) Satisfaction," which Keith wrote during one of his bouts of insomnia while on tour. I myself understand this creativity that comes when sleep deprivation is invading your mind.

It appears he had a focus and he had faith and trust, and it was betrayed. While I understand betrayal, far too well, moreso than I care too, Mick & Keith wrote the song together "Just Waiting on a Friend."
The song has significant meaning to me, as the lyric excerpt I will include rings true, and to the art you can view, you will see a resemblance of love, and friendship, and in true love, you need both.

--A smile relieves a heart that grieves, remember what I said,
I'm not waiting on a lady, I'm just waiting on a friend.

--Don't need a whore, don't need no booze, don't need a virgin priest
but I need some one I can cry to
I need someone to protect

--Oh, making love and breaking hearts, it's a game for youth
But I'm not waiting on a lady
I'm just waiting on a friend

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For the good and bad in this world, take to heart, Sympathy For the Devil, in other light, is heroin our friend, or is it our love. Please do not take my words out of context, as I'm not condoning the use of drugs, but if you look back at the earlier lyrics, and this night of my insomnia, I will not take a drug as a lover, I'll just wait on a friend.

After all, if you have one, you have the other.

(c)R.S. Hallenbeck. Not to be copied,linked to, or reproduced without express consent. A full copy (without folds) can be purchased 11x14 or 8x10 high gloss for, $100. plus tax and insured mail. Write itsmekat@aol.com for further information or order.

The Edge of My Mind

2010-05-31T23:03:00.000-07:00

On today June 1, 2010

Today, another sad day to paint into my portrait,
Tonight, another ending day added to my torment,

Crying my mind is so loud, but inside so quiet,
Screaming, not to be heard except in my mind,

Hatred unknown, is fear of tomorrow,
Will I wake, with a new found belief,

Will it fade, like yesterdays dreams,
Can my heart bleed deeper than the sea,

Is fear clouding the reality, that tomorrow awaits,
Or do I scream, tears of rain, filling the ocean so wide,

Land's miles of hills and country side, rivers and lakes part us on this planet,
Does the love electric flow through the air, touching the soul, of my love in despair,

When I appeared in the darkest of hours, my presents of papers, fell into his hands,
Hope filled his heart, of love once lost by iron of tyranny, still he sacrificed himself in my honor,

Ticking of the clock, beats rhythm of my heart, so far away, and so near, together, we hold so much fear,
Never can another, break this bond so tight, it smothers the past thirty tainted years,

Open my letters, and breathing in my scent, as the man has hunger of flesh as the wolf hungers of blood,
Gentle kitten, emerges into his mind, purring soft love, to sooth his broken mind,

No one knows, what life's wind will bring, when that window of opportunity breaks free at last,
Upon his alter, I lay my heart open, to give, to hold, to join, and to own, let it not misunderstand,

Will it join as one, or is it imagined, fate argues slowly, so no interruption can bring misguided thoughts,
Believe what you will, shun what you don't, take me as I am, as I cannot, nor do I want to see his flaw,

Blind to judgmental laws, that govern our being, blind to it's twists, and shedding light to the end,
In my bed of nails, I shall await, piercing with words of sadness and fear, I can only promise, have faith in me,

In his enchantment, let it not end, before it can begin, this is the last chance, my soul will not survive,
If this salty tear, brings more agony, I'd rather it end, if souls do not unite, let the wolves feed, and end this life.
(c)Kathy Allen - Photography & Poetry

Girl Loves Mother Nature, Food and Picasa!

2010-05-30T21:09:00.000-07:00

ME - CASA - GIRL - LOVES - PICASA
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ME - CASA - GIRL- LOVES - MOTHER NATURE’S BEAUTY

I have to say, Googles program Picasa, Pablo would be amazingly proud to have his name so closely relative to the picture program Picasa! Since the day I got my Sony digital camera, and found it on the disk, I’ve had a running love for the program. While it does some editing and such, it’s not quite to the extent of other graphic programs, it still delivers! It makes amazingly awesome picture collages! So much, that I have used them to print off picture collages to send to friends so they have a little bit of everything, without a huge lengthy process of having individual photos.

Don’t get me wrong, I do love Walgreens photo services, they have great deals! I’ve found no other, (and please let me know if there’s a better oneJ) photo developer with the great regular everyday prices that can’t compare to the deals they have. Such as 50 regular prints for $5.00! Now that’s a great deal, .10 a picture! So what I tend to do is save up my photos and upload them all at once to their site, keeping them in folders, is so easy it’s self explanatory when you get there. Then you can go in and further edit and/or change the photos, adding frames and other graphic effects, and for a mere $5.00, get 50 prints you are incredibly happy with! I usually upload a few extra’s because just in case a couple don’t turn out to be exactly what I want, they don’t make you purchase them, but then you can exclude them and you’ve still got your 50 for 5 deal! LOVE IT!

Most likely will never go to another place. And no, I’m not someone who works for them and is just trying to plug their store with advertising, I’m just a girl ok (as my blog title says) that loves photography, the subjects of photography and of course editing as I mention in previous blogs! I’m that down to earth person who, in my own way, like everyone has a unique side! While one day you’ll find me out digging in the dirt, learning that I’m not allergic to the feared poison ivy leaves, to getting many insect bites, from chiggers burrowing in my skin to mosquitoes, right down to those mean ol’ poison brown recluse spiders! OUCH, those babies bite hard! People have gotten very sick, lost a limb from them, and some people have actually died. I don’t know what it is about me and nature that seem to get along from scratch!

Yep, I’ve been bitten several times by those mean little buggers HA, but I just itch like crazy where it has shot it’s venom in my leg, and everyday I peel away the edging from where it’s bitten me. Maybe I peel off that part so much it takes the poison out, I really don’t know. I’m not that educated on spider bites. Other than actually getting bitten by one. Anyway, back to the point of me living in harmony with nature and taking photos of things other people might not find such as an appealing as I do. I tend to get happy over a dead tree stump or even a leaf. I once laid on a railroad track ::GASP:: just to wait for the sun to hit a perfect place for a photo I wanted to superimpose an Angel over to appear as if the Angel is holding the sunlight by threads, lighting the way home. I took the photo in hopes that it would make a pretty greeting card, or maybe lithograph.

I live in the country, and often take the back roads home, because they hold so much beautiful scenery that the highway lets pass by. So I will see plenty of rich farm land, farmers grow cotton, to corn, to just about anything you buy in the store. Being in the beautiful state of North Carolina, you would also know it’s widely known as a tobacco state, although they do not allow smoking in clubs or bar venues. But there’s other lots of revenue that comes from the state such as I mentioned cotton, and one thing southern people love is collard greens! People in the south can get quite creative with them, and make many dishes and give their families another good green vegetable in their diets. Their children learn to eat healthier and have a wider arrange of healthy foods that some other places just don’t offer! Like where in New York’s Manhattan island are you going to find a garden that sells all these extra veggies out of the norm? Sure they have them in grocery stores and maybe even on roof tops you might find a garden or so, but let me know if they have corn with their tall stalks or collard greens growing up there! I’d surely like to know myself!

Still if you’re in any big city, you buy healthy foods for your family, but think of all the preservatives that go into those cans of food or pre packaged foods that don’t go into something fresh from a garden. Really gardens take a bit more attention than people think.
You might not like those little critters that feed on their leaves, but really, they are necessary to keep the growth of many foods and plants it takes for our world to survive! DID YOU KNOW, that us people who are in love with the almighty chocolate MUST FIGHT to preserve the rain forest, because THAT IS WHERE CHOCOLATE comes from? Please research it on your own and see that I am right! Challenge me on it! I heard once that some people don’t eat the colored M&M’s because they have unnatural food coloring, and the brown ones don’t, because chocolate is already brown! Well, it is if you’ve ever seen a true chocolate coca bean! I hope you take time to take a look at my photographs and see some of the beautiful back roads of North Carolina, including it’s farm land, road side beauty, and even in the little town of New Bern’s downtown street photographs. I have included in the collage of pictures, a very beautiful church, and just parts that I found quite… shall I say “art-ful” maybe to my eye, maybe to yours, I guess it’s one of those things everyone sees differently, like the saying goes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder!
And just as we all know, our health is important to ensure a good bit of greenery in our diets, and you’d be surprised at how much you like that you’ve not tasted.

For instance. I am NOT a fan of Spinach at all, but the Pizza place called Cici’s, now they make a great pizza just called the Spinach and cheese pizza, and I could eat that just all day long! (ok some days) hahah! But also as our former President, Mr. Bill Clinton swore he did not like broccoli, I’m sure if he had it made in such a way that Cici’s puts Spinach in their pizza to make it good, there is a way to make broccoli that maybe Mr. Clinton might like to try! So he still might not like it, but it would be interesting to know if he would try it with just melted cheeses over it, with the broccoli cooked so soft it just melts in your mouth, rather than just on the plate, plain and without any side sauces at all!

Well, this blog really has a meaning, if you look at the big picture. I have brought to you, the beauty of nature, and it’s health it brings to our tables as we dine with family or alone!
Let’s not forget our precious SUNLIGHT that gives us vitamin D. Yes, and, while you shouldn’t spend too much time in the sun, it’s a FREE (on a non-cloudy day) to give you that free vitamin that our bodies need, it has no preservative, and you need not buy any vitamin over the counter without your doctor’s consent because if you eat the right foods, get that sunlight, you’ll get what your body needs to live a good long healthy life. Oh, one more thing, dark green vegetables are high in vitamin K. Vitamin K should not be given to heart patients in quantity, because it does thicken the blood, but if you have no worry of that, eat up your dark green veggies, and give yourself the healthy part of Vitamin K that helps your body clot your blood in the incident of a cut or wound.

No medical advice here shall be taken without first speaking with your doctor, because with a simple blood test, he/she can tell you what you need to incorporate into your diet to keep you healthy!

And please, feel free to share this information, with anyone, and even with your doctor to see if you need these things, and also, for that wonderful peace of mind, view the scenery around you with a positive light, and you’ll feel more at peace yourself with nature and what it has to offer! Oh, and let’s not forget the vitamins you get from onions, which are very healthy, as well as the dreaded, but YUMMIE garlic which is body cleansing! You might not get the kisses you like from too much garlic, but you can save that for a time when you’re going to sleep or be alone, that way, you keep those kisses, which also help our souls and mental health, providing us with the love an affection that we also need to survive!
Best wishes to all!

My Wizard of Oz shoes!

2010-05-26T18:29:00.000-07:00

Ah, nothing screams louder than a girl with a magic card that lets a shopaholic girl bring things home from the store!

I get quite a chuckle out of that saying - magic card! If you like the ol' famous (or infamous) "chick flicks" then you might know one of my favorite movies in that genre is Confessions of a Shopaholic!

It's really everything a girl loves, like the feeling you get when you swipe your card through the machine, and VIOLA, the wonderful items you've picked out from the store belong to you! And the great thing is taking your memory back to your childhood when you really believed in silly things like; credit cards are FANTASTIC because you get lots of nice things, and you don't even need money!

Then, dun-da-dun-dun, you get the bill, and it kinda hits you upside the head like a brick, saying, YOU MUST PAY MONEY for those items you so cherished at the store! If you want to keep them, and keep that magic card, that doesn't seem to have that magical touch you once knew, then you must pay the credit card bill!. Awwww!

One of my other favorite lines in the movie, after she realizes she's overdue on paying them, she lays on the floor, with the look of disbelief while reading the statement demanding money, "They used to call me a valued customer, and now they send me hate mail."

Oh, that is funny, but not so funny at the same time! Well, that was me the day I went shopping for make up, and whatever else caught my eye that screamed my name, I saw these amazingly comfortable heels that, if could talk, would have been screaming "buy me, buy me!" Well, I tried them on, and I was hooked! Those shoes were coming home with ME!

I mean, nothing should come between a girl and her shopping! It's just wrong!

:)

I was so happy with my purchase that I put my old shoes in the box, and wore the new shoes right then! After all I had that precious receipt that I had paid for the shoes, so it was ok to do that! Plus, the store LOVES to see you wearing their items, as it's free advertising for them! What business doesn't jump at free advertising! I certainly didn't mind!

When I arrived home, so happy with my shoes, I quickly grabbed up my camera and got a few snaps of my shoes on my feet! I uploaded them so my friends could see them, and I got many replies from them! One I liked, they said, those shoes look like the witch's shoes from The Wizard of Oz! While that was funny as well, because I loved the buckle, I also am a huge fan of The Wizard of Oz! What is even better, the witch is my favorite character from the movie! So of course I didn't mind, nor did I take it as a derogitory remark!

These black suede shoes, or boots, some have called them, made me happy, just like the girl who bought the green scarf in the movie. Her green scarf, not only brought her lie after lie, deception that ended with love and renewed faith in the "magic cards" it also brought her the love she was missing, and filling the void of love in her life, which then filled, and eased her need to shop with her "magic card," as well as paying off all the bills this mysterious magic had brought her, or shall I say bought her!

This leads one to wonder, what do we really love and want in life. Things or the need to be loved.
I truly believe, that love is something no amount of money can buy, but it can detour it away, or bring it into your life.
Provided that it is done correctly, and with passion as beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder.

Ladies, or Gents, please take time to ponder, will the things you buy, bring you temporary happiness or love you need in order to survive.

2009-09-28T13:20:00.000-07:00

Ok, finally, I know I have said I wasn't going to post other parts of my photography and such, but this is my best downloaded photograph of flowers in my yard. When it's Spring, Summer, and Fall, I love to go out and get these beautiful flowers from my yard and create a nice vase for inside my house. I think it brightens up the place and is quite fun. I don't just use any old vase, although I'm known to. I do like to use other things, such as this nice brandy glass! Since I'm not a brandy drinker, I think it worked out really nice for this set of flowers.
Strangely enough, two of them appear to be a type of Lilly, but they grow super tall and are all red and orange. The thing is, when I first moved into this house, I didn't know they even flowered. By mid summer, there they were, tons of them outside my kitchen window!

The great thing about them is, well, they were blocking my outside view, so I just pulled them up by their roots and have planted them other places around my yard so I can get a mixture of color in at least 3 of the seasons! Once in awhile a bit of foilage, even if it's a stem from another plant or weed even, I might put it in there to add a little something. Not usually though.
Well, I hope you enjoy this, since it is my most downloaded flower vase, you feel free to use it if you like (I wouldn't mind a bit of credit where you snagged it from though lol) check out my google links, as they are sure to find you great florest, and maybe you can print the photo off and take it to FTD or other florist and have this made for someone you know, or at least close to it.

I have to say, I am not a flower effcianado (I'm sure that is spelled wrong lol) but I know I love Gladdy's and Iris type flowers, and they make absolutely beautiful arrangements, not to mention they make a whole room brighten up and the smell is just fabulous! Maybe I'll post a few more if I get a request, as I do photograph every single arrangement I make! Also, this might sound a bit nutty :) but while florist put a bit of babys breath in as the foilage, I might grab that single stem outside, a weed or maybe even a dried weed from around the yard. I've been known to stop on the side of the road and pick up a few unseen ones, so what I make is far different from a florist.

Well, I hope you enjoyed this a bit more than my ramblings :) about my photography and self photography. Maybe I'll get into posting some of my others, as I get intriguied by some very off the wall things! lol. Enjoy, right click, click "save as" and you mail it to someone, maybe it'll brighten their day as well.

Kathy

2009-09-24T22:46:00.000-07:00

(c)KathyAllen2009

Silly silly me! All these short story blogs have made me totally forget to plug my HubPages! LOL
I do some writings, not really writings about too many knowledgeable things, but some things that might be of interest to the reader. I have stories about everything from How To House Train Your Puppy, to Cool unusual shoes, getting stood up and dealing with it, some really neat old I Love Lucy slide shows, showing off some of her many many cool multi-dressed outfits. I never realized before making that hub how much work they really put into her wardrobe on a low budget. She went from nicely dressed housewife, to sultry blonde in one show, and Ethyl & Fred what great characters, and of course the famouse BaBa Looooo of Ricky Recardo, (Desi Arnez).
I also get quite a few hits on my Antiques page, as well as shoulder impingement. I had two and I wrote a hub (story) on how to help yourself through it until you get your full range of motion back, and how to deal with the pain. If you're reading this and need to know, pillows, many different shaped pillows is one key to getting a nights sleep even if it is painful, it helps some. And moreso as you heal. Anyway it's at www.hubpages.com/katharella if that link doesn't work then just go to hubpages main page and do a search for Katharella. You'll find more of my stories there. Actually.. let's say.. more interesting stories than here lol :) Have a great evening, -Kathy

2009-09-24T22:31:00.000-07:00

Back to my picture obsession. I know there's other people out there who take the time to make up just for that one second of a flash and then to put it in your fav place and have that look stored forever. Kinda groovy I think. I can totally dig some of the looks I can get from the effects in different programs.
To some it might be a waste of time, but I think not. I think it'd be a waste of time NOT to do it. Never in my childhood dreams could I have had such a fantastic toy. A big kid toy! It's just fun, fun for me, and I hope amusing to some. There's such great artist out there, I've had the pleasure of getting to see.
I thumb through myspace pages, not really caring who the people are, but rather if they're profile is open to view pictures. Not family pictures per se, but things they've made up of their own. I have a few favorites that I like to check in on once in awhile. I totally dig it when my friends do things with their photos as well. It's great to see them, when just, what seems like a few short years ago all we had was chat.
Email and that was about it. Then the WWW thingie came along and slowly swoop us all up and having us wanting web pages of our own. Back on the old 286's they were a long time loading, but then soon came higher faster speeds to upload. Most kids of today don't remember the times when you turned on your computer and had to turn off the graphics until the text loaded, and then it was very little. People were writing on bulletin boards and meeting like minded people like that, nobody cared what anybody looked like, we all went by what we liked in their words. Great times I'll never forget. When I realized Windows had paint, I decided to make a Mandala. I did it dot by dot in perfect sequences, but it's long gone. There's no way to get it off that tiny floppy disc. Yes, I remember the big floppies too. lol.
Anyway, again here is another one of my "self portraits" that I thought looked a tad bit like a freaky movie character. Ha... Well, I hope someone out there enjoys reading my little blogs about ME lol and my photos! Maybe next time I'll have a good scenery picture to put up and give someone a break in reading about my digitally enhanced photos! Stay cool!
Peace

Kathy

2009-09-19T07:46:00.000-07:00

Taking a few days off to get stuff done. Going through a break up, but I guess it's for the best. Sure makes sleeping hell. It'll pass, things always do.
Can't really tell from the pic, but if you've read my blogs, you know I'm trying to keep busy with doing what I know, and horsing around a bit with "the blonde goth look" so I'm that girl, all dressed up and no place to go. There's barely a metal or rock scene here, some good bands, just not exactly what I'm looking for.

This photo was taken last night. (thus, the camera and round make up mirror) Just wanted to try and see how it'd look. I don't think I photograph well, but maybe that's a good thing cos applying effects is great too. I really think I need to get my photoshop installed rather than these sorta crappy graphic editors that don't really do as much.

Or if you are totally into it, then it's fun, seeing what each new program can do for you. I like to zoom in and touch up details, and although even my camera has touch ups etc. it's not enough. I don't feel like I can get enough graphic programs to do the things I want to do for some of my photography.

If anyone out there really reads my blog, then you'll know, I put my own photo up because this is about me, not really about places and sorts. I have some writings and some other things going on, so that's another reason I'm making these about "me" (doesn't Happy Bunny say 'it's all about me'?) Sometimes I guess it has to be.

Well, this is a short one, not much to say, just trying to stay in the moment that doesn't include the break up. Maybe I better hit poetry corner where I can vent some. I don't normally do well with break ups, some days are better than others. Right now tho, I think I'm ready to throw in the towel and just stay away from the men, although I think I'm signed up to EVERY dating site and I get "winks" or "flirts" but not email. Like I'm going to respond to someone who doesn't have the balls to just write and ask what they want to know or even send me facts about themselves or invite me to look at their profile for compatibility. They don't, but ah, let them wink away, because it's not getting a response from me. WHY? When someone winks at me in real life, I tend to think "whatever" and walk away.

Welp so much for this blog being one that I dont' have much to say on it lol. I could go on, but really who hasnt' been through a break up unless you're young and just getting started dating.
I have a lot of thoughts on that, I'd like to warn the younger generation of the longer you're IN the relationship the harder it is to let go, or if you feel a spark and they don't, it's easier to move on if you don't let it get farther into your heart.
Best wishes to anyone going through it... as all things, this too shall pass.

Kathy

The Kathy Kollage

2009-09-09T19:36:00.000-07:00

I guess there was no other way going into it that I wouldn't have gotten hooked on being able to maniulate colors and patterns without a mess of paint, chalk, ink.. any other media that would require more space and things to carry around. Wow, I have a camera, which of course, with all the programs, and potential with that, I have had quite the creative surge.

What I think amazes me about photographing people, (myself/friends) is that knowing my own insecurities and theirs, I know I can edit the photo to come out.. picture perfect! The options to edit and enhance a really bad photo is just amazingly fun. The sad part is it can be so deceptive.

Machines to enhance sound make a 'not so good' singer, a very good singer! Machines like camera's and computer programs that work together can make us look a lot more perfect to the world.
But then again, who puts a bad foot first unless you can skip over it? :>

The blur factor is great for soft edges, hues for colors of lipstick. In fact, what's great about it almost working like a mirror (although there are downloadable mirrors online) you can try on different looks you might want on a bigger glossy for framing for a special person. You can also put an array of frames on them. Print them off and make a great scrapbook of your familes best and funnest photos. The possibilities are endless.

Until next time, thanks for reading and if you're interested, just put in any old photo in Picasa (free download at picasa.com) and begin being able to have a lot more ways to organize and share photos with your family! Also you can send for prints as well! Myself I just email them to Walgreens, they've got a great price and let you choose before you buy, and there's always a place to pick them up close by!

Graphics Programs

2009-09-09T17:48:00.000-07:00

Learning a new graphics program can be fun, if you have the time, and feel you just can't learn enough about them! I've taken a few classes on it, and find that it's just as easy to buy the college books and learn from the cd/dvd that comes with it!
Don't get me wrong, I really loved the digital photography classes and most of all one of the photography professors! He was always there to look over your shoulder, and remind you of tiny things you might have forgotten.
There's also the things you learned in the basics of art, like WHITE is a color. Using a white spot or area in a photo or even art/drawing.
Now days, whose really to say what is art, and what isn't. That lump of clay can be quite intriguing to some! Not me per se ;) but to anybody. I've found that I do have a certain program I love doing graphics in. But for some reason, it's died down and everything is Photoshop. While I don't doubt it's potential at all, (it was one of my digital classes) I found other things in other programs, that make one just want to use more than one.
I haven't been able to get into flash, or any animations, although I've seen some absolutely amazing ones! Well, in this post I just would like to bring up some digital photos I've done of myself.
Since I don't have a willing subject lol, it doesn't matter how badly I botch it! I only know how badly I've botched a make up job or two, to know the photos don't seem to leave that lasting impression that you're disfigured yourself horribly! lol. Well, this is my first attempt at adding my photos to blogger using Picasa.
I got Picasa with my new Sony camera. (Camera's usually do give a new graphics program, or at least a limited edition so you might buy the whole one, which is how I acquired my old time favorite Picture Publisher) I've had tons of photos in Picasa before I realized I could use it directly with blogger! I saw the icon, and didn't take the time to figure out how it worked together until today!
So I hopefully have figured out, a graphics program that I can share my photos publically, along with a blog! Welp, thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy (or get a laugh) of my photos! If it works out, I'll be sure to do more that's for sure! ~Kathy