15 minute charger and unfinished chalk (with dust :-))

Image by Bern@t via Flickr

Testing out my old Hp and reminding myself of the projects begging for completion.

New lil gadgets and Old projects

My tanning was interrupted or actually postponed due to this package. New gadgets are well worth being pale a tad longer for. Vitamin D is not all that important after all.



I got my universal adapter and my 15 minute charger from bestbuy-- what a difference for my old HP photosmart. Saved me from buying my new cam yet again. I still have my Fuji film cam for back up. I'm gearing up for my road trip as I've mentioned a few times :-)
The pics are some of my many art projects(this one is colored pencil) I have decided to finish prior to my road trip. Some of my WIPs actually have dust upon them. wow. Procrastination at it's finest or worst.

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Artist and Author

As a writer—fiction and non-fiction—author, editor, book reviewer, teacher,
and artist, I am a woman of many projects.

I grew up in Upstate New York during the 1950s where I romped in fields
of goldenrod and wild blackberries, and played along the banks of
Nine Mile Creek. This setting and these memories provide the inspiration
for the novel I just completed, titled appropriately, Nine Mile Creek.

In 2004, I co-authored a book for teachers about using digital technologies
in the classroom.  Continued.....

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Art, at least my art changes. By the minute :-)

The unfinished ones will most likely make a 360 turn upon completion......

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This is mainy to test my new zemanta which did well on my intent.com blog. I'm not going to check out the links and am going to add each one that it finds for me. I'm curious as to how many this will bring up. It also worked well on my gmail. I've not tried it on yahoo yet. I wish it included other photo sites and facebook photos as that is where most of mine are kept. Especially picasa. It seems to pull from flickr and I don't use that anymore --so only my friends and my old pics will show.
This could prove effective for my birth family reunion /internet learning blog if the links remain relevant.
It's found many pics so far with this short paragraph and tons of similar posts.
I think it needs more google products and my own communities linked to it. So far so good, however.
I've noticed it only lets me choose one pic --hmmm. I need to find out if that is a preference or if that is just the way this works.
Happy blogging.....

Invaders of the loud kind

I'm hiding....and I can still hear. OMG

Parents ignoring. Tots screaming. Shoes everywhere at all time. Tripping. Balls bouncing outside. Damn little sewing machine bike needs to run out of gas. "hi Mommy" as she looks thru my open window to my tiny closet room where I seek refuge.... hot as hell. I'm suppose to smile now. Yeah. Child fell. Helicopters. Dogs barking. Did dishes 4 times today and more in sink since 11 pm. More in living room. No way. No break. No silence unless someone is standing with fridge door open. No common sense-no bad sense-no sense at all. Constant senseless babble. Baby- talking large child as though to reward for bad behavior.

I invited no one but the lil tots who are good in my care. Yet all appear with large legs extended over my recliner arms. I suppose in hopes of breaking them. Feet don't withdraw as I struggle to make a path thru my own living room. Dark when there should be light--Lights were all should be dim. Over consumption and waste. Destruction.

I feel as though I should doze the house down so they will move on and leave me to fend for myself after they use me and mine up. Intruder 2 talking sarcasm to my child? Oh Hell no.

You can't teach common sense nor can you make someone develop a sense of conscience.

Burning and spinning has my world become.

Note--in laws won't have 'em at all ever. They can't "take it". Yet when all is said and done--they will be the wonderful ones. Their nerves won't be as shot I suppose.

Headphones--won't solve my block--or my stumble--or maybe my something else, but it will at least block out their damn bitching and whining, screams, stomps, crashes, spilling sounds, crying, and other dumb, fake shit.

One peak out of this room will be; burnt coffee in my pot, soda ring on my painting, possible trip over broom layed across pathway, strange odor, and numerous other acts of disrespect.

The strange electrical current sensation that ran thru my heart and soul has at least subsided for a while. However, I can't seem to unclench my teeth. I can't bare to hear any more stupidity nor can I witness anymore of the insane acts displayed before me.

Doors are left open to welcome flies. Each and every time. I remind each and every time. Door slowly closes after some delay. Repeat, each and every damn last time. I better hear no complaint about no A/C. No way in hell. Problem is, I may want some comfort here shortly. It won't be possible. I'm tempted to turn off the utilities and rough it until their departure since they can't conserve at all ever. But I can't imagine the mess when the lights did return.

I had better not leave this room.

I've texted my child for an update.

Feel better already aside from this tightness in chest and my sore teeth.

Tomorrow will be a better day as I focus on my real problems, perhaps.