Monthly Archives: August 2008

can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

really, can you?

UPDATE: here’s colors of the wind played on the pan flute, in case you want to sing along

also, in hebrew.

update: my african violet

still no flowers, but the leaves look so nice!

on virginia and vanity plates

it seems that everyone in the great state of virginia has a vanity plate. DID YOU KNOW that the first virginia resident to have a vanity plate was thomas jefferson? it’s true. here is a representation of what it looked like:

apparently, these special, special plates are only $10 here. after doing some scholarly research on this intriguing topic, I found this article, which states that one in ten of the nation’s vanity plates are in virginia. one in ten! and there are practically fifty states!

the problem I have with vanity plates is not the sheer dumbness of their existence, no, but the fact that I am convinced that I am going to get in an accident someday trying to decipher one.

for example, see this plate here.

now, maybe a logical explanation would be that REDSNAK translates to “red snake” since the car is a cobra. but what if, in fact, REDSNAK means “red snack”? what if the driver prefers red snacks to all other kinds of snacks? tomatoes, doritos, apples–all of these are quite good snacks (“snaks”). or, what if the owner of this car simply can’t spell?

I think these are all reasonable arguments. I’m sure glad I’m not driving right now, because I probably would have just rearended  mr. or ms. redsnak.

so, what would your vanity plate say? tell me.

p.s. tee hee

grad school orientation, 2008

this is an artistic rendering of me at grad school orientation this morning. as you can see, I sat next to a wall and behind a trash can.

idea: bra wonder capsules

as a young liz, nothing gave me more joy than those little wonder capsules that–once placed in warm water–became tiny sponges in the shape of dinosaurs and airplanes.

here’s a picture in case you don’t know what I’m talking about:

after the 20 seconds of bliss, watching the plastic-like coating melt away and the wee little sponge emerge bit by bit from its magical cocoon, I was always disappointed that the sponges were mostly useless. I mean, they didn’t hold water. you certainly couldn’t was yourself with them. believe me, I tried.

so, tonight, I had a thought! WHAT IF BRAS CAME IN THOSE CAPSULES!? like, if you PUT A CAPSULE IN THE WATER AND A BRA POPPED OUT!? it would be such a great gift! and it would make traveling a snap!

I think this is a pretty amazing idea. if you think so, too, let me know and we can draw up a business plan. I think we’d make millions, but I don’t have the mind for numbers so I could be wrong.

captain’s log, stardate august 24th

did you know there’s a klingon hamlet? because there is.

what’s up, US track team?

what’s up with that? handwritten USA bibs? I mean, really.

photo from espn.com