Monday, May 31, 2010
Live from the Ocean Floor: New Oil Leak Widget Features 'Spillcam' | The Rundown News Blog | PBS NewsHour | PBS
Click Here to visualize the size of the PB oil spill in the context of your hometown
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Unconscious Mutterings Week 383
You say, I think…
- Fresh air :: NPR
- Bodyguard :: Brute
- Wedding :: Planner
- Remind :: Elephant
- Wicked :: Step mother
- Crawling :: Ants
- Gasoline :: Alley
- Anyone :: Home
- Dancing :: Dirty
- Wall :: Facebook
Saturday, May 29, 2010
A Flowering Tribute To Emily Dickinson : NPR
The poet Emily Dickinson lived a reclusive life at her family's home in Amherst, Mass., but while she rarely went out into society, she did spend a lot of time outdoors. Dickinson loved nature and was an avid gardener, and now an exhibition at the New York Botanical Garden called Emily Dickinson's Garden: The Poetry of Flowers is putting on display a side of the poet that is little known.
Gardening was a huge part of Dickinson's life and her art. "I was always attached to mud," she once wrote, and a sophisticated understanding of plants and flowers is reflected in her poetry. According to Gregory Long, the president and CEO of the New York Botanical Garden, Dickinson used to tuck little poems into bouquets of flowers that she gave to her neighbors.
{for full NPR story click below}
A Flowering Tribute To Emily Dickinson : NPR
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Confession Tuesday
Dear reader, yes it’s Tuesday again and so what! That’s kind of how I’m feeling today. I’m waiting to hear from my doctor’s office, and waiting, and waiting, and if you can’t tell I’m really not a very patient confessor today.
I called my doctor’s office on Friday and left a message about some blood work needed following a test that they scheduled. They knew full well that I would have to go off a medication that is rather important and that I would need a drug screen before I could start it up again. I needed to be off the medication for 48 hours after the test and then resume after a new blood screen cleared me to start again. I’m still waiting for the ok some 130+ hours later.
I confess that I also have a colossal headache right now. I’m tired and grumpy as well. Did I mention I’m not in a very good mood?
For some reason I’ve been pretty emotional this week. I confess that I’ve been feeling a little nostalgic about a few things this past week. Nostalgic for music, especially the 1960’s and 1980’s tunes. Don’t ask me why those two decades and not the seventies too.
I confess this nostalgia carries over to other things as well. Like when the kids were younger. For that matter, when we all were younger as well.
I talked to my wife earlier and she said they her office was having lunch from Spin Pizza (including Gelato) and I confess to being hungry and jealous at the same time.
Lastly, I confess that my lunch hour is about over so I am through with my confession.
Till next week~
Sunday, May 23, 2010
From my journaling today...
"I cannot expect to grow as a writer
staying in areas of comfort.
One does not explore in comfort,
one soaks in it like a leasurly bath."
Waffle Time
What I most like about her blog is the photo images and the word images her writing paints. Her poetry is refreshing, earthy, and uplifting. It's no wonder is has over 800 followers between networked blogs and google follow. With those numbers, there is a good chance you've already discovered her blog, but if not, what are you waiting for?
Now if I just had some waffles....