Friday, December 29, 2006
What a neat idea! So naturally, I'm going to give it a try...
Renee's Five Indulgences of 2007
Indulgence #1: A week's vacation in Seattle or California, where I will visit my friends in each place and do touristy things if they appeal. Preferably during a season where the weather there is better than the weather here.
Indulgence #2: a 90 minute, full body massage by Carla's former masseuse. He is part of the reason she went to massage therapy school, and she has nothing but good things to say about him. The last time I visited a masseuse, I found one who spent more time working on my vibrational harmonies than on my aching body. Nice guy, but I was disappointed because what I really needed was a massage.
Indulgence #3: A teacher for digital imaging. Whether it is a college credit class, or just some one-on-one time with someone who really knows the program inside and out, I am tired of trying to teach myself in my spare time.
Indulgence #4: I will take time to paint this year. It horrifies me that I haven't made a painting in more than FIVE years. I will spend the money to update my supplies, and use the canvases my mom got me for Christmas last year. And perhaps I will find a group of artists to work with... I am in envy of the Drawing Club, where every week they hire a model to wear a character costume and draw or paint. Or figure drawing would be good, too.
Indulgence #5: I will adopt two cats this year. Living without cats is a horrible and unnatural existence for me, and when I get my new apartment I will fix this!
You know, this does not seem all that extravagant. It's rather encouraging that overall, I can see myself actually accomplishing these things :)
Monday, December 25, 2006
Well, clearly it was time for another picture... I'd offered Doug a holiday greeting (20 days ago! Better late than never, I guess. At least there are boobs...) Erin got naked again, glorious and gorgeous as ever (by the way, it's never a "self absorbed narcissistic existence" when dozens of people are begging for the pictures. Take off all the clothes you want, and post pictures. I promise to enjoy all of them!)
My apologies to George, who inspired the original idea... After seeing my mutant marshmallow snowmen, he was reminded of Krugy, and I tried to get a good picture of a snowman on my cleavage. It just didn't work out; if it was a good picture of me, it was a bad snowman picture and vice versa. (*Note to me - Buy a remote for the digital camera*)
Sunday, December 24, 2006
From SxKitten (who added to it from Dean) (also at Doug's)
"The Holiday Challenge: Post your 4 virtues - 4 things you like about yourself.
The Hard Part: No qualifiers, no but’s, no apologies, no back-handed put-downs. You have to give yourself 4 solid, undiluted compliments."
1. I'm Bright. Dean's list scholar in college, top ten percent of graduating class, learn new concepts quickly, read very fast with good retention...
2. I'm Enthusiastic and Enjoy Many Things. Also known as easily amused. Really, I love Broadway musicals and camping, fine art and comics, "great literature" and Stephen King. I'm not a snob, and I try to never be close-minded.
3. I'm Creative. I love to paint, draw, take photos, make ceramics, make jewelry, play with Photoshop, journal, write poetry, and try to write fiction. I'm even good at most of them :)
4. I'm a Great Boss and Friend. And I don't believe that the two are mutually exclusive. My people are very sad that I'm leaving the job (although they understand my reasons.) I'm loyal, sincere, honest, and I always have your back. (I'm even honest if it's not what you want to hear...)
Many thanks to Dean, for originating this; SxKitten, for continuing it; and Doug, for just being wonderful. Also, love to Paul, who helped me replace "I've got great hair" with something relevant ;)
Friday, December 22, 2006
It is also Global Orgasm day. "Peace Through Collective Ecstasy" is the tagline, and "WHY? To effect positive change in the energy field of the Earth through input of the largest possible surge of human energy a Synchronized Global Orgasm. There are two more US fleets heading for the Persian Gulf with anti-submarine equipment that can only be for use against Iran, so the time to change EarthÂs energy is NOW!" I think every day is a good day for an orgasm, but I really like the idea of as many people as possible having an orgasm on the same day. The skeptics say it won't change anything, but I think that at least the participants will be more relaxed and less likely to add to anyone's load of angst and I'm an advocate of the Hippocratic philosophy "If you can do no good, at least do no harm." They have T-Shirts and a Bumper Sticker for sale over here (and may I say I'm very sorry they don't have Global Orgasm panties? Maybe next year).
This gorgeous image is from Baring Witness, an affiliate of Global Orgasm. Would you like to see a video? There is one on YouTube and another link to Argon's Awareness, where you can indeed get GlobalO panties (Yay!) While you are on Argon's page, be sure to watch the Beautiful Agony video.
Matter of fact, it's about time I had a competition here, so whoever posts the best orgasm story either in my comments or on their own blog with a link in my comments will win your choice of these (in the size your request):
Since it's nearly Christmas and I'm sure everyone is busy, I'll give you a week (until midnight on December 29th) to submit your story. Have fun!
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Let's see... news of the last couple weeks.
I went on the Metabolic Research Center Diet with my mom for about two weeks. The protein drinks had artificial sweeteners in them, which make me grumpy, achy, and all around bad company. The guys at work threatened to stage an intervention, saying I had gotten downright mean. This was an eye opener for me, since we have been through some really bad times together and they have all been supportive and wonderful. After trying to come up with a workable compromise with the diet, having some negative experiences with one of the employees, and Carla threatening to kick my ass, I quit. There are other ways for me to get healthier, without becoming the bitch-from-no-carb-land.
I am still in pre-process on the bankruptcy, although I am very close now to filing. I took a week off without pay and spent most of the time cleaning, inventorying, and packing. The last four days of my vacation, I holed up in a hotel room in Indianapolis without an internet connection to work on the blue million pictures I need to correct.
The last day of my vacation, this past Monday, my uncle's girlfriend died. My poor uncle! I did not know her well, just saw her two to three times a year for family gatherings. Nearly the entire daddy-side of the family showed up for the funeral.
Also, my brother and his wife (whose basement I live in) have asked me to move out as soon as possible for various reasons. I have lived with them for three years, and they have helped me out a lot. Sadly, this means I'm going to use my savings to get an apartment, and so my move to Austin is postponed for a while. I have to stay in state until the bankruptcy hearing, and a friend of a friend wants to sublease her apartment in Indianapolis. So the plan for the moment is to move to Indy and commute to work until I find another job. Which means updating my resume and cover letter. There is a bookstore hiring two full time people, and I would love to give that a try as my next job.
All of which has added up to less time on the internet. I'm hoping to have things more settled by January, and will try to post a bit between now and then...
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Okay, so November is not yet over, but I think I can safely say that I've failed at NaNoWriMo again :( Still, valuable lessons learned, and all that. Next November, I will find a nice sequestered cave and take a month's vacation from work. Or just have a job that doesn't involve out of control overtime.
DILEMMA: The Bra & Boobs
Erin and Carla both want my bra. What's a girl to do? I should mention that, like all my underwire bras, the wires started trying to escape, so I liberated them... Hmmm. Something for me to ponder for, sure. They would both look very tempting in the bra... or out of it ;)
Frankly, I think we all have great boobs, in a bra, out of a bra, or any way you look at it :)
WHICH DISCWORLD CHARACTER ARE YOU?: Quiz
And, because I adore Terry Pratchett's Discworld books, this quiz:
Discworld: Which Ankh-Morpork City Watch Character are YOU?
I like Lady Sybil a great deal, so I'm happy with this result. Now, if only I could find my Sam...
And, as usual, I get more random the later it gets. Definitely time to go to bed!
Sunday, November 12, 2006
"I feel very rich when I have time to write and very poor when I get a regular paycheck and no time to work at my real work." ~ Natalie Goldberg
"The only thing I know is that if I get to my studio, that means I'm alive today." ~ Robert Farber
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Friday, October 27, 2006
Discover Your Sins - Click Here
Does it really surprise anyone that I'm Sloth & Lust? Although I would say I'm not so much lazy as committed to too many different projects... Carla, darling, I swear I'm working on the wedding pictures, and should actually finish some soon!
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
List five truths. Five things that are on your mind. Good, bad, it matters not. Lift some weight off.
1. Doug effen rules. Who knew I needed a muse who is sometimes Walnut, sometimes Snape, and occasionally something else entirely? And he's started a whole chain... Through him I found Erin, and ~d, and Dean, and SxKitten, and Jesus Toast, and others... plus, he got me to blog nekkid.
2. I am addicted to Veronica Mars. (and, if you care, I'm absolutely a Logan & Veronica advocate.)
3. I consider Bet Me by Jennifer Crusie to be the best romance novel ever. And her Yahoo! Group, JenniferCrusieFans (AKA the Cherries; I am Cherry Boogie) is an incredible group of people, and the Cherries do indeed know everything!
4. I'm a believer in positive mental energy... For example, I read somewhere (mind you, I read all the time and rarely can put my finger on the source of an idea in a reasonable span of time) that jewelry decorated with cats attracts love. I love cats, and so began to look for the perfect cat charm. Eight months later, here it is:
Finally! I found it at the Feast of the Hunter's Moon, which is a fun way to spend an afternoon and a bit of money... Anyway, do I believe this charm will attract love? Sort of. I think it reminds me in a tangible way of my desire to find love, even when I'm not consciously thinking about it. Sort of a magic subconscious prod. (and, sort of related-ly, I love my Canon Rebel XT, and the ability to instantly take a picture of something and post it to my blog.)
5. The longer I've been awake, the more I ramble. Not that I am ever a model of concise thought, it's just the thought process gets more and more random as the night/early morning rolls on. So, since I got up and noon on Monday, and it is now 4:16 am Tuesday morning, I'm pretty non-linear. "Five truths" was a nicely broad subject, however.
And tagging people for memes? How about anyone who feels inclined, go ahead. If you don't have a blog, I'd be honored to host you in my comments.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
My mother is still convinced that someone may track me through one of my dating profiles, or this blog, and axe murder me, and a pseudonym makes her happier. Overall, I'm alright with it; besides, anyone who knows me irl can tell you the name's the only fake thing here, it's all Renee, baby :)
So, how about you all? Do you use your real name, or a pseudonym? Does it bother you, that I (or anyone) don't use my real name here?
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Friday, October 13, 2006
shaken by your beauty
shaken by your beauty
- William Carlos Williams, Paterson, book 3
The husband must be a rare and wonderful man, and I'm so glad you chose to share this.
(And how could I forget to include a link to your page? Some days, being a flibbertigibbet is not such a great thing...)
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Eternal gratitude to Brandi, for her encouragement. Also to Christine, my beloved sister-in-law, who assisted with the actual picture taking. And didn't freak out when I said, "Hey Chris! Will you come take naked pictures of me? I can't get a good camera angle."
For Laura, whose "I Am" shook everything I believed, and inspired me with the courage to actually go through with this.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Well, it's banned books week. In honor of that, I made a list of 100 books that I've read that have been banned, censored, or challenged. There are a few (notably The Awakening, Grendel, and One Hundred Years of Solitude) that I thoroughly disliked; however, I am against banning them. Oddly, most of the classics listed were not required reading for school, but things I picked up because of their reputation as "Great Books" (Catcher in the Rye, Madame Bovary, Catch 22, and We, for example.)
As usual, I've got a quote that sums up my view quite nicely:
"I would just say to you as students who are supposed to be learning, that as soon as the book is gone from the library, do not walk -- run to your nearest public library or bookseller and find out what your elders don't want you to know, because that's what you need to know!
Don't let them bullshit you and don't let them guide your mind, because once it starts, it never stops. Some of our most famous leaders have been book-banners, like Hitler, Stalin, Idi Amin."
Stephen King, from the speech "Banned Books and Other Concerns: the Virginia Beach Lecture" 9-22-86, as published in Secret Windows
(For those who haven't met me, I adore quotes. At times, I'm quite like Mrs. Who from A Wrinkle in Time that way...)
And, without further ado, my list:
|A.N. Roquelaure (Anne Rice)||Beauty's Punishment|
|A.N. Roquelaure (Anne Rice)||Beauty's Release|
|A.N. Roquelaure (Anne Rice)||The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty|
|Aldous Huxley||Brave New World|
|Alex Comfort||The Joy of Sex|
|Alice Seybold||Lucky: A Memoir|
|Anna Sewell||Black Beauty|
|Anne Frank||Anne Frank: the Diary of a Young Girl|
|Anonymous||Go Ask Alice|
|Arthur Miller||The Crucible|
|Bill Watterson||Calvin & Hobbes|
|C.S. Lewis||The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe|
|Chuck Palahniuk||Fight Club|
|D.H. Lawrence||Lady Chatterly's Lover|
|Daniel Keyes||Flowers for Algernon|
|Dr. Suess||The Lorax|
|E.B. White||Charlotte's Web|
|Elizabeth George Spears||The Witch of Blackbird Pond|
|Gabriel Garcia Marquez||One Hundred Years of Solitude|
|George Eliot||Silas Marner|
|George Orwell||Animal Farm|
|Grace Metalious||Peyton Place|
|Gustav Flaubert||Madame Bovary|
|Harper Lee||To Kill a Mockingbird|
|Henrik Ibsen||A Doll's House|
|Hugh Lofting||The Story of Doctor Dolittle|
|J.D. Salinger||Catcher in the Rye|
|J.D. Salinger||Franny and Zooey|
|J.K. Rowling||Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets|
|J.K. Rowling||Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire|
|J.K. Rowling||Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix|
|J.K. Rowling||Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban|
|J.K. Rowling||Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone|
|J.M. Barrie||Peter Pan|
|Jack London||Call of the Wild|
|Jacob and Wilhelm K. Grimm||The Complete Fairy Tales of the Brothers Grimm|
|Jean Auel||Clan of the Cave Bear|
|John C. Gardner||Grendel|
|John Cleland||Fanny Hill|
|Joseph Conrad||Heart of Darkness|
|Joseph Heller||Catch 22|
|Judy Blume||Are You There, God? It's Me, Margaret|
|Judy Blume||Then Again, Maybe I Won't|
|Kate Chopin||The Awakening|
|Kathleen Winsor||Forever Amber|
|Kurt Vonnegut Jr. ||Cat's Cradle|
|Kurt Vonnegut Jr.||Welcome to the Monkey House|
|L. Frank Baum||The Wonderful Wizard of Oz|
|Laura Ingalls Wilder||Little House in the Big Woods|
|Laura Ingalls Wilder||Little House on the Prairie|
|Lewis Carroll||Alice's Adventures in Wonderland|
|Lois Duncan||Daughters of Eve|
|Lois Duncan||Killing Mr. Griffin|
|Lorraine Hansberry||A Raisin in the Sun|
|Madeleine L'Engle||A Wrinkle in Time|
|Mark Twain||Huckleberry Finn|
|Mark Twain||Tom Sawyer|
|Mary O'Hara||My Friend Flicka|
|Mary Rodgers||Freaky Friday|
|Maya Angelou||I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings|
|Nathaniel Hawthorne||The Scarlet Letter|
|Ray Bradbury||Fahrenheit 451|
|Roald Dahl||Charlie and the Chocolate Factory|
|Roald Dahl||James & the Giant Peach|
|Robert A. Heinlein||Stranger in a Strange Land|
|Robert Cormier||I Am the Cheese|
|Robert Cormier||The Chocolate War|
|Robert Lipsyte||One Fat Summer|
|S.E. Hinton||The Outsiders|
|Shel Silverstein||A Light in the Attic|
|Shel Silverstein||Where the Sidewalk Ends|
|Sir Arthur Conan Doyle||Adventures of Sherlock Holmes|
|Stephen King||Different Seasons|
|Stephen King||The Dead Zone|
|Stephen King||The Shining|
|Stephen King||The Stand|
|Susanna Kaysen||Girl, Interrupted|
|Sylvia Plath||The Bell Jar|
|Theodore Dreiser||Sister Carrie|
|Thomas J. Craughwell||Alligators in the Sewer|
|Thomas Rockwell||How to Eat Fried Worms|
|V.C. Andrews||Flowers in the Attic|
|Victor Hugo||Les Miserables|
|Walt Whitman||Leaves of Grass|
|William Golding||Lord of the Flies|
|William S. Burroughs||Naked Lunch|
So, what are your favorite banned books?
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Friday, September 01, 2006
So, I have too many irons in the fire right now, and I'm working on a lot of different projects a little bit at a time. One of the things I'm continuing to work on is learning Photoshop.
Sleeping at night could be very exciting, as well. This is what I liked enough to post after four hours of working with layers, the airbrush tool, and the dodge/burn tool.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Everywhere I turn lately is a reminder that I have yet to decide what to be... you know, when I grow up. Now, many people (my mom, for example) think that 33 is grown up, and I should reconcile myself to the fact that I cannot be: Tina Turner, Veronica Mars, Stephen King, Robin McKinley, Cleopatra, the Baroness Tamara de Lempicka, Vincent van Gogh, e.e. cummings, Johnette Napolitano, Joan Jett, Christopher Moore, Marilyn Monroe, Bill Watterson, Berke Breathed, Georgia O'Keefe, Annie Leibovitz, Jennifer Crusie, or a character in the Harry Potter novels, let alone all of them at the same time. (If you don'tknow who any of these individuals are, check them out. Because I also want to be someone who constantly introduces people to cool artists, writers, musicians, and so on.) My dad claims that he & I both have adult attention deficit disorder, and I think there is some merit in the suggestion. Not in the we-need-medication sense, mind you. More the "I'm a dilettante" fashion.
What did/do you want to be when you grow up?
Friday, July 28, 2006
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Thursday, July 13, 2006
So, after I have the basic form, I make a copy to draw on. Then, I put one of my fantasy costumes on the drawing (these are the ones I would buy and/or have made if I had an obscene amount of money, and more self confidence than I actually have...)
So, here is my jester, just a sketch so far. I want to color these, and layer the costumes over the base (two skills that are taking me some time to learn. When you hear that Photoshop has a learning curve, it's true.)
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Plus, I'm working on gathering paperwork for bankruptcy, scheduling the lower jaw surgery I've been putting off, and helping the nieces with their photography 4H projects.
In the meantime, I'd like to point you toward some artists who are currently influencing me:
Les Toil (I wanna be a Toil Girl!)
Ruben Esq (the happiest little sexy big girls ever)
Kristen's Sketch Blog (wow. just - wow.) (Sharp eyes will spot my magpie nature at work here. One of her sketches was so delightful, I had to imitate it, exaggerating it to look like me)
Leigh Young (adorable & amazing)
There are a lot of others, but I need to go to bed. Going in to work four hours early for five straight days is kicking my ass :(
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Sunday, June 18, 2006
One for Mr. Bruised my heart:
I think I grow tensions
in a wood where
Each wound is perfect,
encloses itself in a tiny
Pain is a flower like that one,
like this one,
like that one,
like this one.
Good creatures, do you love your lives
And have you ears for sense?
Here is a knife like other knives,
That cost me eighteen pence.
I need but stick it in my heart
And down will come the sky,
And earth's foundations will depart
And all you folk will die.
~A. E. Housman
i carry your heart with me
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
~e. e. cummings
SOMEWHERE ON THE WAY
I wanted to say a lot of things:
I wanted to say how often lately
Your bright image has wandered through
The dark rooms of my mind;
I wanted to say how good it is
To wake up every morning
Knowing that the day contains
Something that is you.
I wanted to say a lot of things:
I wanted to talk about
The changing colours of moments,
The silent secret language
Of bodies making love.
I wanted to say that you
Are always only as far from me
As thoughts are from thinking.
I wanted to say I love you
In fourteen foreign languages
But most of all (most
Difficult of all) in English.
I wanted to say a lot of things.
But they all seem to have lost themselves
Somewhere on the way. And now I’m here
There’s nothing I can say except
Hello, and Yes I’d like some coffee, and
What shall we find to talk about
Before the night burns out?
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like,, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh . . . . And eyes big Love-crumbs,
and possibly i like the thrill
of under me you quite so new
Each thing I do I rush through so I can do
something else. In such a way do the days pass -
a blend of stock car racing and the never
ending building of a gothic cathedral.
Through the windows of my speeding car, I see
all that I love falling away: books unread,
jokes untold, landscapes unvisited. And why?
What treasure do I expect in my future?
Rather it is the confusion of childhood
loping behind me, the chaos in the mind,
the failure chipping away at each success.
Glancing over my shoulder I see its shape
and so move forward, as someone in the woods
at night might hear the sound of approaching feet
and stop to listen, then, instead of silence
he hears some creature trying to be silent.
What else can he do but run? Rushing blindly
down the path, stumbling, struck in the face by sticks;
the other ever closer, yet not really
hurrying or out of breath, teasing its kill.
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting--
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.