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"Over 35" Category

 
Cartoon By Anderson From My Blog 05/28/11

 

This cartoon is/was on my Blog as part of the design. It spoke to me.

After all, I am an old printer, with hopes of having fresh, new thoughts on at least a daily basis. Ok, maybe a weekly basis.

Perhaps the cartoon "spoke" to me today because, due to medication changes, I appear to be missing a few "dots."

Let's ponder on that.

Playing For Change: Egypt And The World

 

Please enjoy all the music. And listen with your heart.

Egypt and the other countries trying to find both democratic freedom and religious freedom need to hear this. If you know someone experiencing the changes that are happening world wide, including the USA, please forward this music and its message.

Thank you.
And Peace for All,

Sharon

Twas A Time When I...

I started to tweet on twitter when I discovered that my hero Roger Ebert is a tweeter extraordinaire. Well, actually, I "read" twitter. And I still basically "read" twitter as I follow several people that I enjoy. Some people are just so clever, smart, talented, meaningful, snarky, funny, sad, neurotic but lovable...well you get my drift. You can throw me into any of those categories or make up your own category for me. I do tweet, but limited to a comment, mostly, here and there. Unless I'm mad about something!

The video below was tweeted by Roger. He always gives his best. I'd never heard of this group, but I may be culturally deprived. It does that thing I like so much...quietly...very slowly....drawing you...in...until you... say..."Oh!".

I hope you enjoy.

 

I once played the ukulele. Started with the little one and eventually went to the alto (slightly larger and deeper). I also played the guitar. My dad basically taught me how to play folk songs and such. I played and sang almost 200 folk songs by heart. I even took classical guitar lessons for a couple of months. I was branching out from playing classical piano. I really enjoyed my music. I could play and I could sing. Now I try to sing something and my voice goes all wobbly. After eight years of  piano lessons, even a semester in college, I basically just stopped. I couldn't play the guitar now, my hands wouldn't work.

Looking back, there were so many different things I've done in my life. Some intensely done. Some not. But after stopping one thing, something else will take its place. Not on purpose, you understand, but it just happens. I come from a talented family and I probably couldn't live long enough to "let out" all those talents. But, they are there waiting.

Waiting for me to discover them...do them...and move on. 

Street Artist Sticks To Gum

 

While surfing election results this morning I came upon the above video. This is the kind of "find" that makes surfing the net worth the time. There is also the StumbleUpon site which I recommend.

He is daft? Don't know, don't think so, don't really care. I love his work. Painting on gum spit out and stepped on. How out of the box is that?

You can view more of his work at http://www.flickr.com/photos/rahid1/502195012/in/set-286517/

What do you think of his art?

Several hours later...Oops! Just have to add this video. It's from Roger Ebert's Club Newsletter.

WINNER: The Kenneth and Harle Montgomery Prize - Best Child-Produced Film or Video.
A Gum's Life (2009) Directed by Sophia Pino. Written by John Glouchevitch with Sophia & Jack. Cast: Mia Ray, Cheri Gaulke, Jamie Ember, Natasha Simchowitz, Aletheia Kim, and Cameron Robertson. FULL short. Synopsis: the gut-wrenching tale of a day in the life of a piece of gum. P.S. I don't know about you guys, but my empathy was fully engaged; I'll never again look at a stick of gum in quite the same way...

 

It was just meant to be, dadgumit!

Happy, Happy Birthday Baby!

October is my blog's birth month. Started it in October of 2009.

Probably never thought I would still be blogging after a year. If you go back to the first few blogs I wrote, you'll read about someone who had no idea why or what they were doing. I still don't.

But, this I do know. People are reading my posts. People are enjoying them. People have smiled while reading them. And people have written back to me.

My age is a secret. Only my husband, my mother, sister and brother know for sure when I was born. But, I am old enough to have memories. Yup. I have lived long enough to have memories, stories and lessons to remember. One of these days, I will trip up and remember something that is older than I am. And, that's when other people will know.

This may be one of those memories.

Pink and charcoal gray were very popular colors at one time. Felt skirts with loads of crinolines underneath. Collars of blouses turned up in the back. Hair styles called "D A's."  I had little bells on my "gym" shoe laces for basketball games in High School.

I never got bullied. But, I never fit in. I felt I wasn't pretty enough for the boys to like me. I wasn't smart enough to be in the "egghead" group, but I was too smart for the popular group. My collar was turned up and I identified with the "hoodies." But, I really didn't fit in there either.

"It gets better" is the new campaign for kids that are bullied. And it does. Once I got out of High School and into College everything changed for the better.

And then came last October 2009. Little did I know at the time I would find an other, newer format to use what creativity I had. And, that was to write. Write short posts on something called a "blog." And I found it because my health had deteriorated. I had taken an early retirement when all my sick, personal, and vacation days were used up at work. I had always worked at a job. Always. I decided to volunteer. Learned how to edit videos for local television.

And then another health blow: Fibromyalgia. It's a disease that hurts somewhere or everywhere. Movement causes pain. So I choose my activities very carefully. I enjoy being on my computer. I stay inside most of the time. I enjoy looking out my windows. And, I love blogging. I could focus on all the things I'm missing. I prefer to enjoy what I can do.

So the following is in honor of my blog's birthday. Be forewarned that while you are listening, I just might be dancing the "stroll."

Join me.

The Tune Weavers - Happy Happy Birthday Baby (Checker records) on 78 rpm! From 1958.

 

On The Road Again

Looking at this video, I thought "Why didn't I think of that?"

So many things have been invented during my lifetime couldn't I have at least created "white-out?" The Chief has said that as a child he couldn't think of anything else that could be invented.

But, look at our world today. The inventing has not stopped. Not even now. And, here we have an example of someone looking at two different problems, connecting the dots, and creating a solution.

We need these creative, problem solving people. Creativity at its finest. But, are we teaching today's children how to think creatively?

I'm not so sure.