~FORMAL~

...i was tempted to use a pun ...but refrained. there are very few who can/should use them. kinda like guys having both ears pierced. either it works amazingly or looks amazingly ridiculous. there is no inbetween.

...but i digress...

i was at another wedding. big surprise, i know.

i now have two formals that i will never ever ever wear again.

(not that they weren't quite lovely choices by the two lovely brides.)

therefore, i have decided to send said formals to the dominican republic via bartlesville oklahoma.

yes, really.



if any of you know anyone who might have any leftover, ill-fitting, or otherwise personally useless formal dresses of any kind or color lying around.... send me a message and i'll see what i can do to get ahold of them. it's for a good cause. really.
see... in brief, it works like this. marriage is a big thing there. if you can't do it properly (dress, etc.) you just don't. instead you live together. thus a christian missions org has decided that it would be most ingenious to solve the problem by removing the complaint (lack of formals). so they take formals, bridesmaid dresses, etc. down to give away! great right!? yes it is! and you should get involved. :)

if i could be *anywhere*, august 29th...

...this would be the one place.




welcome to the Roundhouse... a former piano factory in Camden Town that got turned into a rock venue before the Stones because, after all, how many grand pianoes could any single country purchase?

but the reason i would rather be there specifically on the 29th... is the illustrious Duke Special is performing ...with a complete orchestra backing them. so genius!

http://www.bigwheeltickets.com/show.php?id=52

...i think it's the eccentricity, i really do. how can you not love this?

possibly my favorite photo series so far

this is the picture that started it all




...aaaand then....





















...i only missed the maid of honor and me ...i'm still disappointed about that. ;) oh yeah, this is fritz and hazel's wedding, by the way. so much fun! ...and no, i in no way encouraged ANY of this behavior.
honestly... the very idea. ::pff::

ennui

two weeks ago, i was bored... so i sharpied a half sun on the toe of one white chuck and a quarter moon on the toe of my other white chuck. yesterday... i was bored ...again. so i sharpied bridge silhouettes on the inside wall of each of my chucks. ...i'm not bored now ...but the outside wall is, at this moment, aesthetically unacceptably blank... any suggestions?

certainty, hesitation, passion, and suspense

"You think you understand them, but your understanding of them is only your being used to them, and therefore not surprised at them."

"The part of philanthropist is indeed a dangerous one; and the man who would do his neighbour good must first study how not to do him evil, and must begin by pulling the beam out of his own eye."
(George MacDonald, Lilith)

sometimes
i wonder
what, do we really *know*...anything at all?



...but still, i do enjoy the search... :)

scant

this morning it smelled very much like it wanted to rain ...this evening, it was back. no rain. just the smell of the desert anticipation. and there was a lightning storm off to the east... but not a bit of wind. i don't think it will come this far ...sadly. the smell did though. that's not nothing. i love the wet smell, like the air is fresh... in a soft way that's so different from the sharper freshness of mountain air... and something in the desert makes it so sweet. i swear. sweet, and cool, like passing a golf course on a summer night.

...but perhaps much of that is just that here it's so, so rare. do we appreciate the rare or the beautiful? ...yeah, that must be it.

alchemist

i've never worked so many hours in my entire life. ...no, that's not true... i've never worked so many hours at a single endeavor in my entire life, especially when i don't feel particularly moved by or beholden to said event. and i am left with very little time to organize my thoughts, to sift them and mark opinions from input. i love immense input. it convinces me of being on the verge of a very great perspective shift. i hate immense input. it frustrates me as i remain as i am when i neglect reflection. i desire steps. an alchemy of the psyche, of philosophy. distilling the thoughts and research and experiences and emotions to leave the residue of opinions and truth and wisdom.
i cannot. and instead: deplore what i make no efforts to change, change what i should not touch, attend what is not important, ignore what i prize, and blame where i should rather strive for only One satisfaction matters.
one thing Lord, to dwell in Your house for wisdom i desire ...and the second, not to miss where i am for where i want to be nor to miss where i ought to go for where i am.