Usually, I’m totally psyched about America’s Birthday. I’ve always looked forward to the 4th of July, but this year something is lurking in the back of my mind.
I am very afraid.
It all started a few weeks ago. I had an earworm. That’s not unusual. Many of us have experienced a song that got stuck in our heads, sometimes lasting for days on end.
You wake up and it starts. Later that morning, you hum the tune while in the car. The same song pops into your mind while taking a shower and at that point you may sing along.
Days later, the earworm becomes obnoxious. It torments you. Attached like a shadow, it won’t let go. It makes itself at home. It finds a fold of gray matter, dons its headphones and tunes into one song. It smiles and stretches out. Then it does the unthinkable. That dang worm presses, REPEAT.
Most earworms don’t bother me. I’ve had old church hymns stick in my craw even though I hadn’t heard these particular songs for years.
With several California trips on the horizon and a vacation in Vancouver and Whistler planned for the end of July, I had to scramble to book a kennel for our Bichon, Roxy. I’m not sure what the price per day is in your area, but it has gotten expensive here in Boulder. My husband, Danny, didn’t grow up with pets, but I know deep down he loves Roxy. Today, his love must have been buried just a little deeper.
After catching up with other blogs, I chatted with Danny about our vacation plans:
ME: I can’t believe how expensive the kennel has gotten.
Danny looks up from reading the newspaper and we lock eyes.
ME: It’s going to cost $33.00 a day to board Roxy and that’s with a 25% discount for booking her for more than five days and another percentage off for being a frequent boarder.
DANNY: That seems like a lot of money.
ME: I gotta believe it’s like fifty bucks a day to board a dog. That’s super expensive.
Danny stared at me while pondering. I imagined him calculating the cost of boarding Roxy over the next year.
The afternoon stretched to more than three hours when two shootings occurred right outside the Boulder Museum of Contemporary Art. I thought it was some rude person tapping on the wall. Nope. Police crime taped the area and placed everyone in the building on lockdown. Most of us were pretty oblivious.
My interest in Shia’s talk began when local newspapers reported tweets of GPS coordinates for his next art installation, #TAKEMEANYWHERE. I checked it out. Using Google Earth, each photo depicted roads, intersections or land formations. Every day at noon, I checked out his tweet with the latest. Yesterday’s was 41°09’30″N 104°39’32″W. It was very cool. I was hooked.
If you thought Shia LaBeouf had a nervous breakdown, think again.
The team of LaBeouf, Nastja Ronkko, and Luke Turner have been constructing art installations for two years. They spoke at MediaLive – Corruption, after a week of installations by other artists at the Boulder Museum of Contemporary Art.
They would like to add sincerity to communication in a way that makes you think, emote, and change your perception of the world in some way. Continue reading →
It’s raining again. The weather is gloomy and I’m on my second cup of coffee. Between yawns, I checked my Tweetable list on Twitter and BAM! I was up and dancing.
Looks just like me.
Mashable shared Justin Timberlake’s newest single, “Can’t Stop the Feeling.” The feeling is contagious. The random everyday people dancing to his new song in the video caught the dancing bug too. LA rocks in his video. Lets take it across the States!
There are only a few hundred thousand views so you can be one of the first to dance to it.
Come on. It’s boring old Tuesday. Get up. Take a break. LET’S DANCE!
Are you dancing? Is your head bobbing? Can you stop the feeling? Would you randomly dance for one of his videos?
Vexed Man – Self-portrait sculpted in 1770 by Franz Messerschmidt
Messerschmidt had a pretty fantastic sense of humor. I had to take a photo of his sculpture at The Getty Museum in Los Angeles. It cracked me up. He looks like someone who reeeeeeally doesn’t want to do something. I only have one question. How did he study his face if he had his eyes closed?
I think we would have gotten along really well since it’s obvious Messerschmidt and I don’t have any shame. We don’t care about our goofy mugs…
Mugging for the Camera – Self-portrait photographed in 2016 by Susie Lindau
Bored while waiting for hair color to dye my sparkly halo, I took some silly photographs. I especially liked this one since the coat rack behind me looks like part of my hair style.