Mundane participation for the tragically bored.

Maybe just one, since you twisted my arm. The photo quality is poor, but the facial expression is priceless.

look at that! love that face

I hope you hear that soon too Beth. I know it must worry you. Thoughts and prayers will be with them.

OK Soz. You asked for it. http://able2know.org/topic/167508-1#post-4501010

wearing: not jeans, not a v-neck T, still a fleece jacket, though. Damn it's cold in here. Gots pj pants and a Cuddle Duds shirt on plus bedroom slippers (or slippies as my son used to call them)
hearing: The City removing snow outside with a GIANT snowblower. It's really fun to watch, too.
eating: nope
drinking: 7Up
doing: Watching the GIANT snowblower
looking forward to: seeing the color go on the walls.
feeling: Good...Really good. I can't tell you how long it's been since I could say that.
wanting: a little bit of Spring wouldn't hurt.

Oh gosh! I'm so behind! Missed this completely.

Ahhhhhh!! Cutie face! Man I love babies.

I think she looks a little like you! Actually. Something about the eyes.

YAY!

Missed this too somehow.

I see a speech in the making...

wearing: laundry day jeans, red t-shirt, New York Bloodcenter fleece jacket.
hearing: A.A. Bondy's How Will You Meet Your End?
eating: Nothing.
drinking: Water.
doing: Not much other then trying to figure out this Last.fm thing out.
looking forward to: Meeting Thomas and Roberta for dinner Tuesday night.
feeling: I could be better, I could be worse.
wanting: My tax refund check to clear.

Hi to both of them and your fine self.

wearing: light red stretch capris, faux parisian tee, mustard cotton sweater, weathered brown leather flops.
hearing: Unser Avenue.
eating: leftover pasta with a lot of parsley, walnuts and garlic.
drinking: diluted and iced red.
doing: a certain amount of avoidance
looking forward to: getting back to my present book, The Glittering Prizes
feeling: fragility around

wearing:insane fluffy purply hued socks that I think featured in the first pages of this little vignette expedition years ago. ...which leads me to the question: Do you just throw things away? I mean, they're still warm, they have no holes... But, I feel really guilty to still be wearing some of the same stuff I was wearing (and documented so) 6 years ago... So, that was the socks... smirk. Kev's warm beaten down burgundy Columbia pullover, in a spectacular Michele Obama paean - my bright red UGA sleep pants with the huge black G logo stamped all over. It is quite an individualized ensemble - We're going to the beach in a bit, so it is never to be worn again. I feel I'm living history.
hearing: El Camino Real and it's accelerations and decelerations.
eating: eggs with too much butter and a bagel.
drinking: yummy coffee
doing: marshaling the courage to call my mother, his mother.
looking forward to: laying in the sun ETA two hours
feeling: better about some things, worse about others - but a slight upward turn of the corner of my mouth - so, pretty damn good.

In related news, Twain didn't SAY the coldest winter he'd spent was summer in San Francisco,...but if he had, I'd have his back. Hopin the sun can cut through that crazy wind and the fog will get hung on the mountaintops.
http://www.snopes.com/quotes/twain.asp

Wearing: Mismatched socks, beat up khakis, long sleeve red t-shirt.
Hearing: Broken Social Scenes' All to All.
Drinking: Skim milk. ((Shakes fist at the vitamin D deficiency monster)) Take that you beast!!
Doing: Not much. Trying to figure how to spend my tax refund.
iPod Touch 8GB ($200) or 16GB Zune HD ($159)?
Looking forward to: The Paul Taylor Dance Company's season return. Have a ticket for Friday the 25 of Feb.
Feeling: better about some things, worse about others ... so, pretty damn okay.

Have to figure how and when to take a few days off and travel back to my native state of Massachusetts to visit family as well as drop by Boston and see the newly refurbished MFA.

Wearing: Jeans, long sleeved tie-dyed tee shirt and slippers
Hearing: my son playing an xbox game
Drinking: water
Doing: Taking a short break from IEP writing.
Looking forward to: My daughter getting home so we can go shopping.
Feeling: Overwhelmed about the amount of school work I have to do this weekend.

Wearing: Jeans, long sleeved white Under Armour, Sacramento Athletic Dept T, Chuck Taylors
Hearing: me sneezing a lot
Drinking: no
Eating no
Doing: nuttin
Looking forward to: My throat hurts...I would like it to quit
Feeling: a bit unwell.<sniff>

Uh, tsar, I read long ago and am not ready to back up that skim milk is bad re delivery of vitamin D, that D needs the fat.


Wearing: mustard sweater and stretch red 'jeans' again.
Hearing: Callas
Drinking: booze and choc milk
Doing: avoidance, this time, of doing the dishes
Looking forward to: some cooking tomorrow
Feeling: better about some things, worse about others ...

wearing: emerald green button-up shirt with matching cardigan, khaki pants, running shoes
hearing: someone gently snoring
eating: nope
drinking: nope
doing: nuttin'
looking forward to: going for a walk. It's 50 flippin' degrees!
feeling: Good...Really good.
wanting: my bed back!

Hope you feel better, mismi.

wearing: royal blue, DNR long-sleeved polo, jeans, running shows, and long johns of course.
hearing: the space heater under my desk
eating: crackers
drinking: 7Up
doing: wasting the taxpayers money (not really I'm on my lunch hour)
looking forward to: having my bedroom done
feeling: Good...Really good.
wanting: this anti-union bullshit to end

wearing: flip flops, blue jeans, old now baggy loved sweatshirt
hearing: nothing
eating: about to eat brown rice/spinach/spicy turkey sausage combo
drinking: second cup of coffee
doing: avoiding paperwork
looking forward to: some yard work over the weekend
feeling: good enough.
wanting: this anti-union bullshit to end

wearing: no shoes, socks, jeans, a purple turtleneck under a purple wool short jacket.
hearing: nothing
eating: a bowl of rice with olive oil and butter
drinking: nuttin yet
doing: more cleaning upstairs. Can't seem to get all the dust.
looking forward to: putting the bed frame back together
feeling: good...I promise to never complain about feeling bad again (until the next time )
wanting: I'm good