Even though Thanksgiving was over four days ago of which I spent at the Cliffs of Moher in Co. Clare, driving to Kinsale in Cork, and at a lovely steak dinner at The White Lady, here is my list of things that I am thankful for:
2) Winter Weather
3) Rain and the re-greening of SoCal
4) Friends and an occasional family member ;o)
5) A fabulous trip to Ireland with Erika
6) Scruffy McDoglet
7) My fun, bright, creative students
8) Music, art, and writing
9) All the good looking, charming men in Ireland (Frank the tour guide at Newgrange, Allen the barkeep, John from Belfast, and others)
10) The marvelous internet black holes of the blog-osphere…
Ok, I am back, jet-lagged, and only have a wee bit of energy for the computer, but here they are… a few teaser photos from this last week in Ireland.
From left to right: Erika and I at the Cliffs of Moher, the devil pig logo for a greasy spoon in the Temple Bar section of Dublin, two funny fellows at McGann’s in Doolin.
Tomorrow, I board an airplane and fly to Ireland for a much needed vacation, with two plus inches of brown roots and faded pink streaks… No, can’t do it…
Hark! Time for more DIY hairdressing… ;oD
Here I am at 10pm on a Saturday night bleaching out the front streaks (couldn’t reach the back ones) and tomorrow morning I will add the “Deep Purple” streaks. Ready I will be for Ireland and a good quizzing from the Homeland* Security folk at LAX.
*The only thing that could have been more creepy to name a national agency would be “Fatherland” Security.
After years of waiting (ok, two years or thereabouts, but that is plural), Metafilter has opened up registrations again. And I am registered.
I may be wrong, but I thought I registered after SXSW 2001, but could never log on. By the time I started reading Me-Fi daily, registration was closed. Many times I wanted to comment but no go.
Yeah. Now I really can join the ranks of the geeks… ;op
Photo Friday : Patterns
Sat. Nov. 13, 2004 – A tipsy gentleman in a striped shirt with great chipped black finger nail polish at the Adolescents show at Alex’s Bar.
This evening at 7pm I packed up Scruffy & my keys into my car. 30 mins later the nice tow guy AAA freed Scruffy & my keys. Sad, but true.
Two and a half days until Ireland…
Ok, so what happened to dressing a little snazzy? Or a little or a lot to a fun sub-culture? Or a little off kilter? Right now a fun, sixties-pop influenced rock band is playing at Alex’s, and other than a few folk in punk attire, one rockabilly girl and two mods, everyone else is suffering from a band case of faded, neutral colored t-shirts, overgrown facial hair, and jeans.
It is a sea of drab neutrality. What happened to colorful feathers to help one in their mating endeavors? Is the current crop of 20-somethings post-style as well as being post-everthing-else?
Anywhoo, Walking Concert is excellent.