Friday, November 16, 2007
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Later, back at camp
Hunted in the afternoon as well, here's the summary:
Now that I've discovered how to TXT MSG directly to my blog, I'll keep everyone updated that way. :}
I've been plagued with really crappy hunt season weather. Today the wind was whipping, wet snow flying horizontal, nothing moving during daylight hours. Even with all of the people in the woods surrounding our property and all of the shots we heard around us, deer weren't moving on our land.
Saw a buck for about 3 seconds ... raised his head out of the tall grass long enough to see he had a smallish rack, maybe a small 6 pt. and then he vanished. Nothing else moved during shooting light.
Now that I've discovered how to TXT MSG directly to my blog, I'll keep everyone updated that way. :}
Opening day of deer season fun ...
or, Confessions of a TXT MSG Virgin.
I've never used text messaging on my phone before. Just never saw the need.
Sitting for hours in a blind, waiting to see deer, and needing to be exceedingly quiet, the value of the TXT MSG became clear: this is how I can lovingly annoy my husband without blowing our cover.
At least he understands me. :}
I've never used text messaging on my phone before. Just never saw the need.
Sitting for hours in a blind, waiting to see deer, and needing to be exceedingly quiet, the value of the TXT MSG became clear: this is how I can lovingly annoy my husband without blowing our cover.
7:12 am -- Hear things. no see. fluffy wants out. see doe. legal light? no buck. coons fighting. hear shot. turn to back tips seat. no deers. love yours.
8:06 am -- U C him? no need 2 ansr. hear crane. hear turkey. deer went twrd U far E of me. I C U P! lots of shots. hear shots. donger need food. see cat. no rum. hand cold.
9:53 am -- See sqrrl. See, pheasant? Some bird. More sqrrl. Pelting tent! OMG Pink sqrrl!! Cant photo. See cranes fly low. Hear, eagle? No deers.
11:45 am -- Turkeys! 7 or more. Cool! Need Klnx. Later... OMG must be 20 turkeys just E of me. Like ghosts. Trying 2 get pic of pink sqrrl & they appeared.
At least he understands me. :}
Thursday, November 08, 2007
things are be gooder now
Life has certainly dealt quite the series of blows to my immediate family here in the past two months.
Most things, like the totalled vehicle, can be easily overcome. I'll be getting my new Saturn Aura in a few days. I had my Vue for almost exactly four years... a little less when you consider the many times it has been in for repair. Hoping that the Aura won't be as invisible to deer.
Other things will take more patience and time to work through, but we have a strong family that we are certain can pull through anything. Although our family unit is fairly new, as my husband and I race toward our two year anniversary, and the kids are likewise racing toward their teen years, we're close and we're brave, and we're up for anything that's coming at us.
It's time for some good stuff.
Most things, like the totalled vehicle, can be easily overcome. I'll be getting my new Saturn Aura in a few days. I had my Vue for almost exactly four years... a little less when you consider the many times it has been in for repair. Hoping that the Aura won't be as invisible to deer.
Other things will take more patience and time to work through, but we have a strong family that we are certain can pull through anything. Although our family unit is fairly new, as my husband and I race toward our two year anniversary, and the kids are likewise racing toward their teen years, we're close and we're brave, and we're up for anything that's coming at us.
It's time for some good stuff.
Saturday, November 03, 2007
The skinny on skinny.
This is a skinny horse.
He is trim, but healthy and well fed. He filled out nicely on pasture, and stopped dropping grain after his teeth were floated. This is a summer photo, after taking him out of a dry lot where he shared a free-choice round bale of hay with another horse. He had to be gradually introduced to green grass, to prevent colic or founder. He had a nice protective fat layer by winter. His hooves were long, but he was sound.
This is a skinny horse.
This is a Saddlebred mare. I do not know how she came to find herself at Horses Haven rescue, but I am sure glad she did. Much more emaciated than this, and the only kind thing to do is euthanasia. Desperately malnourished horses do not always respond to attempts to "fatten them up" as their organs have already started to lose function. I think this horse wants to live.
This is a skinny horse.
While you can clearly see her ribs, her overall body condition does not look critical. She needs good food and good weather. She looks very typical of an aged horse having wintered outdoors during a harsh Michigan winter. There is a shine on her coat and a gleam in her eye. She probably looks like a different horse in the summer and fall.
This is a skinny horse.
For a young horse to be in this kind of shape in September, it must have not had access to the summer's green grass. The hooves have been neglected, and the bloated belly is a tell-tale sign of intestinal parasites; with the ribs showing, I'd guess an overload of them. The legs should straighten out some with corrective trimming. I would have to assume he had limited turn-out as hooves should wear down differently with exercise. His overall depressed look and dull coat is another sign of poor health. As he is young, he has the potential to fully recover with proper care.
Well, they're ALL skinny... so which one(s) should be taken away from their owners?
Skinny is subjective.
Some breeds are naturally more skinny than others, same with bloodlines within a breed, or types within a discipline.
Athletic horses tend to be more skinny, as do hot ones.
Acceptably skinny looks different with an older horse than with a younger, growing one.
Emaciated is never okay, for any breed.
He is trim, but healthy and well fed. He filled out nicely on pasture, and stopped dropping grain after his teeth were floated. This is a summer photo, after taking him out of a dry lot where he shared a free-choice round bale of hay with another horse. He had to be gradually introduced to green grass, to prevent colic or founder. He had a nice protective fat layer by winter. His hooves were long, but he was sound.
This is a skinny horse.
This is a Saddlebred mare. I do not know how she came to find herself at Horses Haven rescue, but I am sure glad she did. Much more emaciated than this, and the only kind thing to do is euthanasia. Desperately malnourished horses do not always respond to attempts to "fatten them up" as their organs have already started to lose function. I think this horse wants to live.
This is a skinny horse.
While you can clearly see her ribs, her overall body condition does not look critical. She needs good food and good weather. She looks very typical of an aged horse having wintered outdoors during a harsh Michigan winter. There is a shine on her coat and a gleam in her eye. She probably looks like a different horse in the summer and fall.
This is a skinny horse.
For a young horse to be in this kind of shape in September, it must have not had access to the summer's green grass. The hooves have been neglected, and the bloated belly is a tell-tale sign of intestinal parasites; with the ribs showing, I'd guess an overload of them. The legs should straighten out some with corrective trimming. I would have to assume he had limited turn-out as hooves should wear down differently with exercise. His overall depressed look and dull coat is another sign of poor health. As he is young, he has the potential to fully recover with proper care.
Well, they're ALL skinny... so which one(s) should be taken away from their owners?
Skinny is subjective.
Some breeds are naturally more skinny than others, same with bloodlines within a breed, or types within a discipline.
Athletic horses tend to be more skinny, as do hot ones.
Acceptably skinny looks different with an older horse than with a younger, growing one.
Emaciated is never okay, for any breed.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Others amuse me too.
So I'm sitting in the left turn lane of a busy five lane road, blinker on, waiting for a break in traffic to complete my left turn. There is a person in a vehicle behind me, that I can see quite plainly in my rear view mirror.
Apparently she has noticed a window of opportunity that I chose not to take, being rather stiff and sore this morning and not prone to jerky driving movements. Perhaps I *could* have made it, if I'd jammed on the gas pedal and cranked the wheel, I *might* have been able to shoot through that brief pause in steady traffic. It's conceivable.
But I was rather amused at the display of disbelief in my rear view, the shocked look of thinly veiled anger, the hands thrown in the air. How DARE I not go when that opportunity was so very available?
So there I sat, in the left turn lane, blinker steadily blinking without enthusiasm, waiting for the next suitable gap in traffic, and completing my turn more slowly than normal because I can barely turn my neck; something is pinched in my shoulder and extremely painful. It had to have been at least 15 seconds later, maybe 20, when I made my bold move. She rides my bumper as I once again use my turn signal half a block later, and slowly approach a drive on the right, taking great care not to bounce a tire off the sharp edged curb.
I wish I had so few other things to be stressed about that the simple act of someone missing a left turn opportunity could bring me so much angst. I waved as she passed and hoped her day would get better.
Apparently she has noticed a window of opportunity that I chose not to take, being rather stiff and sore this morning and not prone to jerky driving movements. Perhaps I *could* have made it, if I'd jammed on the gas pedal and cranked the wheel, I *might* have been able to shoot through that brief pause in steady traffic. It's conceivable.
But I was rather amused at the display of disbelief in my rear view, the shocked look of thinly veiled anger, the hands thrown in the air. How DARE I not go when that opportunity was so very available?
So there I sat, in the left turn lane, blinker steadily blinking without enthusiasm, waiting for the next suitable gap in traffic, and completing my turn more slowly than normal because I can barely turn my neck; something is pinched in my shoulder and extremely painful. It had to have been at least 15 seconds later, maybe 20, when I made my bold move. She rides my bumper as I once again use my turn signal half a block later, and slowly approach a drive on the right, taking great care not to bounce a tire off the sharp edged curb.
I wish I had so few other things to be stressed about that the simple act of someone missing a left turn opportunity could bring me so much angst. I waved as she passed and hoped her day would get better.
Monday, October 15, 2007
I amuse myself.
PeTA is Michael Jackson. No one would leave their small child or dog with him, but as long as he isn't in their living room, he's considered harmless. Never mind the walk-in freezer in the back for the bodies.
HSUS is Michael Jackson in a very convincing Mister Rogers mask. Most people trust him because on the outside he seems completely harmless, associated with good and wholesome things. Peel away the layers, and you find an organization run with the same basic leaders and fundamental beliefs as PeTA.
The good work that many local humane societies do has nothing to do with HSUS. They are a powerful political lobbying group. No one that I would leave a small child or dog with unattended.
Saturday, October 06, 2007
it's what's for dinner
Comment on my comment, from the very popular Fugly Horse of the Day blog:
I am not anti-slaughter. I love beef, pork, chicken ... and it isn't my place to say that my neighbor can't eat horse, dog or gerbil if that's his thing.
I am, however, in favor of HUMANE treatment for any and all animals bound for slaughter. The rules should not be the same for a chicken, a pig and a horse, due to their uniqueness, however, it is hypocritical to consider one type of animal okay for eating and another somehow too cute to be food.
Friday, October 05, 2007
I am not a very responsible blogger
There has been a lot, an awful lot, of stuff going on lately, but nothing I could share outside of my very closest friends and family on my private myspace account.
And that other means of conversation which requires face to face contact and spoken words.
But then people want to /hug/ and I don't care too much for touching and {cooties} and sterf.
One person brought cookies, and that was pretty okay.
When I be gooder I writes more, khey?
And that other means of conversation which requires face to face contact and spoken words.
But then people want to /hug/ and I don't care too much for touching and {cooties} and sterf.
One person brought cookies, and that was pretty okay.
When I be gooder I writes more, khey?
Saturday, August 25, 2007
bringing down the beast
So you may have noticed on Twitter that I was lamenting my day's joyful plans being decimated by this Weather thing.
Should I work on MySpace? CafePress? Squidoo? eBay?
From out of the blue my dearest husband suggested I take on a thing called Laundry that resides in the Basement. According to his research, this thing has been growing daily and is quite a formidable hulk. Then, HE runs away to work, overtime, on a Saturday, and leaves me alone with the Laundry!
I will not be afraid. I will creep down to the Basement realm and sneak up on the Laundry and attack it with much force. I have on my side the mighty Detergent and slightly less bold and not as supportive Fabric Softener and I will bring down the beast!
Wish me luck. I have heard Stories of other people who have battled Laundry, and it is not pretty. One friend has called it "an unending fight" ... others have reported dismal failure in defeating Stains, a loyal ally of Laundry.
I will be strong. I will be brave.
I will tackle it right after I check out some Muskegon Renaissance Festival webpage that he just called and said I should look up.
Should I work on MySpace? CafePress? Squidoo? eBay?
From out of the blue my dearest husband suggested I take on a thing called Laundry that resides in the Basement. According to his research, this thing has been growing daily and is quite a formidable hulk. Then, HE runs away to work, overtime, on a Saturday, and leaves me alone with the Laundry!
I will not be afraid. I will creep down to the Basement realm and sneak up on the Laundry and attack it with much force. I have on my side the mighty Detergent and slightly less bold and not as supportive Fabric Softener and I will bring down the beast!
Wish me luck. I have heard Stories of other people who have battled Laundry, and it is not pretty. One friend has called it "an unending fight" ... others have reported dismal failure in defeating Stains, a loyal ally of Laundry.
I will be strong. I will be brave.
I will tackle it right after I check out some Muskegon Renaissance Festival webpage that he just called and said I should look up.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
better ad photos
Here's some great examples of horse photos to use in for sale ads ... I love window shopping. ;)
Example #1:
If it's got spots, I want to see them.
Example #2:
If it is a generic "pony," I want to see the conformation ... unlike horse breeds with certain standards, they can look like almost anything.
This one I would prefer to see broadside, but she is clean and has her head up, and the legs/hind end aren't chopped out of the frame.
Example #3:
If you are going to advertise it as show quality, an excellent mover, flashy color, etc. I need to SEE what you are saying is true. I don't show, not a stock horse person either, so I can't comment on this horses' movement, but I can for dang sure see that this horse is clean, in focus, in motion, well lit, and appears content and listening to the rider.
Compare these examples to the ones in the post below. It just can't be that hard to get a good photograph of something you're expecting a person to pay from $1,500 to $10,000 for.
Example #1:
If it's got spots, I want to see them.
Example #2:
If it is a generic "pony," I want to see the conformation ... unlike horse breeds with certain standards, they can look like almost anything.
This one I would prefer to see broadside, but she is clean and has her head up, and the legs/hind end aren't chopped out of the frame.
Example #3:
If you are going to advertise it as show quality, an excellent mover, flashy color, etc. I need to SEE what you are saying is true. I don't show, not a stock horse person either, so I can't comment on this horses' movement, but I can for dang sure see that this horse is clean, in focus, in motion, well lit, and appears content and listening to the rider.
Compare these examples to the ones in the post below. It just can't be that hard to get a good photograph of something you're expecting a person to pay from $1,500 to $10,000 for.
selling things online? use GOOD photos ... please ...
I don't claim to be an expert on horse conformation, so I'm staying far from that topic. This isn't about fugly horses. This is simply a call to all of those people spending the extra money to put a photograph in their horse ad ... use something that will HELP sell your critter!
Example #1:
I would LOVE to see this horse. I can't, as he's out of frame, partially obstructed, and in the dark.
Example #2:
The ad actually says he is chestnut with a wide blaze ... I see a GREEN horse, and not enough of him to really tell anything from the photo.
Example #3:
This horse sold, but it couldn't have had anything to do with someone falling in love with his photo. Lighting and focus, please!
Next entry ... good horse photos ... regardless of the quality of the animal. :)
Example #1:
I would LOVE to see this horse. I can't, as he's out of frame, partially obstructed, and in the dark.
Example #2:
The ad actually says he is chestnut with a wide blaze ... I see a GREEN horse, and not enough of him to really tell anything from the photo.
Example #3:
This horse sold, but it couldn't have had anything to do with someone falling in love with his photo. Lighting and focus, please!
Next entry ... good horse photos ... regardless of the quality of the animal. :)
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
people annoy me
I like to think I'm an easy-going person.
That isn't exactly true.
The smallest thing can set me off, and by set me off, I mean, like the old nitro-sweating dynamite that blew Arzt to bits.
Why do people choose the stall right next to you in a public restroom with many stalls available that are NOT right next to another person? I am not there to be social! Go away!
Maybe I think I'm easy-going because I don't scream at that person, GET OUT!! I just simmer silently and leave as quickly as I can. It doesn't ruin my day or anything, but it does ruin my teeny tiny moment of peace I was trying to enjoy as much as one possibly can while in a public potty place.
That isn't exactly true.
The smallest thing can set me off, and by set me off, I mean, like the old nitro-sweating dynamite that blew Arzt to bits.
Why do people choose the stall right next to you in a public restroom with many stalls available that are NOT right next to another person? I am not there to be social! Go away!
Maybe I think I'm easy-going because I don't scream at that person, GET OUT!! I just simmer silently and leave as quickly as I can. It doesn't ruin my day or anything, but it does ruin my teeny tiny moment of peace I was trying to enjoy as much as one possibly can while in a public potty place.
Monday, April 23, 2007
life on the farm
This is the saga of the unexpected chicks.
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3 eggs are pipped! and I have to go to work! No fair!
Hopefully will have chicks when I get home. Hubby will be here to keep track of the proceedings. I'm going to hate not being here!
I'm so surprised ... I was really happy to see 1 egg pipped, then when I showed the kids, they pointed out 2 more I totally missed!
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Okay, I was really starting to panic when I read about the first-time mama hens not caring for their babies and letting them get cold and die ... hubby called and I immediately requested a chick update! LOL
He went out and checked, and there is a DRY FLUFFY brown chick under mama hen, and another chick hatching RIGHT NOW ... I am so wishing I was home instead of at work today! It's going to be a LONG day ... he has a bunch of stuff to do, and I'm requesting photos and phone calls every hour ... LOL I love my hubby!!
Brown chick ... is it possible that we got one RIRxRIR chick? I have two roos (RIR and dark silkie) and a bunch of different hens, but the only hen that was brown when she was little was my RIR.
Okay, I found my list, here's what I have:
8 Araucanas (EE)
4 Black Australorps
3 Buff Orpingtons
2 Rhode Island Reds (1 is a roo)
2 White Rocks
1 Barred Rock
1 Bantam Silkie (roo)
The chick came from a brown egg, not blue, so ... maybe?
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As of last update, we have a brown chick from one of the darker brown eggs, and a 'gold' chick from one of the lighter brown eggs. No news on other eggs cracking yet, he was going to leave the hen alone for a while and let her do her job, since she seems to be okay with sitting on wiggly eggs and wet chicks!
A few days ago:
Knowing what kind of hens I have, does anyone know what kind of egg each of those are? Except the blue one, of course!
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Now THREE chicks (a dark but still wet chick from the blue egg) and the fourth egg is cracked and starting!
If the two eggs that were laid 4/4 are the two that are left, they are sure going "by the book" here!
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They're real!!
Didn't investigate the other eggs yet, mama is finally to the point where she will peck! LOL She's been soooo good natured about all the fussing and moving so far. Waiting until the kids get home from school to check the other eggs and get a better look at the chicks.
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I was so jealous that hubby was here to see this and I was at work:
But then while my kids and I were waiting for a barely pipped egg to hatch, we peeked under mama and saw this:
The egg that had been just pipped only about an hour earlier, was already hatched out and a damp reddish-yellow chick was drying ... and the 5th egg was opening up with a little black chicklet inside!
Plus, the 6th and final egg was pipped.
Going out to check and see how 4, 5 and 6 are doing!
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Chick 1 -- reddish brown, dark brown egg: RIR x RIR ?
Chick 2 -- gold with black flecks, feather foot! light egg: Silkie x ?
Chick 3 -- brownish, blue egg: RIR x EE
Chick 4 -- light brownish, light egg: RIR x ?
Chick 5 -- black with buff chest, dark egg: RIR x Black Austr. ?
Chick 6 -- light color, light egg, struggling ??
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Chick #6 made it ... looks just like #2 ... tiny feathered legs!
All six made it through the first night too ... very amazed!
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Thanks everyone who responded ... I still can't believe all six hatched! It is amazing to watch them just totally figure out the eating and drinking on their own, and the ladies at work are lovin' the pics!
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3 eggs are pipped! and I have to go to work! No fair!
Hopefully will have chicks when I get home. Hubby will be here to keep track of the proceedings. I'm going to hate not being here!
I'm so surprised ... I was really happy to see 1 egg pipped, then when I showed the kids, they pointed out 2 more I totally missed!
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Okay, I was really starting to panic when I read about the first-time mama hens not caring for their babies and letting them get cold and die ... hubby called and I immediately requested a chick update! LOL
He went out and checked, and there is a DRY FLUFFY brown chick under mama hen, and another chick hatching RIGHT NOW ... I am so wishing I was home instead of at work today! It's going to be a LONG day ... he has a bunch of stuff to do, and I'm requesting photos and phone calls every hour ... LOL I love my hubby!!
Brown chick ... is it possible that we got one RIRxRIR chick? I have two roos (RIR and dark silkie) and a bunch of different hens, but the only hen that was brown when she was little was my RIR.
Okay, I found my list, here's what I have:
8 Araucanas (EE)
4 Black Australorps
3 Buff Orpingtons
2 Rhode Island Reds (1 is a roo)
2 White Rocks
1 Barred Rock
1 Bantam Silkie (roo)
The chick came from a brown egg, not blue, so ... maybe?
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As of last update, we have a brown chick from one of the darker brown eggs, and a 'gold' chick from one of the lighter brown eggs. No news on other eggs cracking yet, he was going to leave the hen alone for a while and let her do her job, since she seems to be okay with sitting on wiggly eggs and wet chicks!
A few days ago:
Knowing what kind of hens I have, does anyone know what kind of egg each of those are? Except the blue one, of course!
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Now THREE chicks (a dark but still wet chick from the blue egg) and the fourth egg is cracked and starting!
If the two eggs that were laid 4/4 are the two that are left, they are sure going "by the book" here!
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They're real!!
Didn't investigate the other eggs yet, mama is finally to the point where she will peck! LOL She's been soooo good natured about all the fussing and moving so far. Waiting until the kids get home from school to check the other eggs and get a better look at the chicks.
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I was so jealous that hubby was here to see this and I was at work:
But then while my kids and I were waiting for a barely pipped egg to hatch, we peeked under mama and saw this:
The egg that had been just pipped only about an hour earlier, was already hatched out and a damp reddish-yellow chick was drying ... and the 5th egg was opening up with a little black chicklet inside!
Plus, the 6th and final egg was pipped.
Going out to check and see how 4, 5 and 6 are doing!
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Chick 1 -- reddish brown, dark brown egg: RIR x RIR ?
Chick 2 -- gold with black flecks, feather foot! light egg: Silkie x ?
Chick 3 -- brownish, blue egg: RIR x EE
Chick 4 -- light brownish, light egg: RIR x ?
Chick 5 -- black with buff chest, dark egg: RIR x Black Austr. ?
Chick 6 -- light color, light egg, struggling ??
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Chick #6 made it ... looks just like #2 ... tiny feathered legs!
All six made it through the first night too ... very amazed!
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Thanks everyone who responded ... I still can't believe all six hatched! It is amazing to watch them just totally figure out the eating and drinking on their own, and the ladies at work are lovin' the pics!
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
LOST is amazing
Season three is winding down. Five more episodes, a season four confirmed, and an "end in sight" as it were.
That said, it would be almost impossible to catch someone up to speed on LOST. You're either into it, or you're not. And I'm all in.
There is a pretty neat FREE download on iTunes of a LOST recap program intended to get new viewers up to speed, if you are so inclined. But it barely touches the surface. Diehard LOSTies have all of the DVDs and watch them over and over again for missed clues. They debate every tiny word or image in detail, looking for a deeper meaning. They have websites, fan pages, albums of screen caps, spoilers, interviews with producers and actors, and so much more.
I'm not quite a full-fledged LOSTie, yet. I tape every week so I can watch it a second time with my hubby, who is at work when LOST airs. I catch him up to speed on the 1% of the theories I've seen on one of the dozens of fan forums. We share our own theories, and point out details the other might have missed.
It is the only hour of television I watch every week. Period.
Have you heard the saying, trust half of what you see, and none of what you hear? That's pretty much how it goes on the island. There are so many plot twists, so many surprises, so many people not what they claim to be ... and apparently no one is innocent. We know some of our characters have done bad things—fraud, adultery, murder and maybe worse—and we assume that many others have as well. There are fan sites dedicated to how many people each character has killed, on island and off. There are sites dedicated to building a time line that some even consider flexible ... speak of time travel and distorted reality. I can't even begin to scratch the surface of the many theories of what is going on, where and even 'when' they are, how they got there and why they can't leave ... they are infinite.
It's late, and I'll have to save now and add another day ... would love to hear from some LOSTies out there.
That said, it would be almost impossible to catch someone up to speed on LOST. You're either into it, or you're not. And I'm all in.
There is a pretty neat FREE download on iTunes of a LOST recap program intended to get new viewers up to speed, if you are so inclined. But it barely touches the surface. Diehard LOSTies have all of the DVDs and watch them over and over again for missed clues. They debate every tiny word or image in detail, looking for a deeper meaning. They have websites, fan pages, albums of screen caps, spoilers, interviews with producers and actors, and so much more.
I'm not quite a full-fledged LOSTie, yet. I tape every week so I can watch it a second time with my hubby, who is at work when LOST airs. I catch him up to speed on the 1% of the theories I've seen on one of the dozens of fan forums. We share our own theories, and point out details the other might have missed.
It is the only hour of television I watch every week. Period.
Have you heard the saying, trust half of what you see, and none of what you hear? That's pretty much how it goes on the island. There are so many plot twists, so many surprises, so many people not what they claim to be ... and apparently no one is innocent. We know some of our characters have done bad things—fraud, adultery, murder and maybe worse—and we assume that many others have as well. There are fan sites dedicated to how many people each character has killed, on island and off. There are sites dedicated to building a time line that some even consider flexible ... speak of time travel and distorted reality. I can't even begin to scratch the surface of the many theories of what is going on, where and even 'when' they are, how they got there and why they can't leave ... they are infinite.
It's late, and I'll have to save now and add another day ... would love to hear from some LOSTies out there.
Friday, March 09, 2007
myspace deleted
I'm not sure why, as myspace doesn't often answer questions from one of its millions, but my "freelief" myspace was deleted yesterday, along with all of my blog entries there, and my 280 loyal friends I've never met.
I was able to reconstruct the bulk of it by finding Google's cache of my page and copying the CSS code from it.
It's not that big of a deal, I don't see a ton of CafePress hits coming from myspace ... I'm still doing better with Google and the marketplace.
If you were one of my 280 friends, or a brand new one, add me!
http://www.myspace.com/freelief
I was able to reconstruct the bulk of it by finding Google's cache of my page and copying the CSS code from it.
It's not that big of a deal, I don't see a ton of CafePress hits coming from myspace ... I'm still doing better with Google and the marketplace.
If you were one of my 280 friends, or a brand new one, add me!
http://www.myspace.com/freelief
Friday, March 02, 2007
this gave me chills
Got our taxes done today. It was a little weird to file as "married" instead of "single" again. "Does your husband mind if your name is first on this? I've had some people come back and change it because the husband got mad." No, he won't mind ... my God, why would I get married a second time if this one would make a fuss over whose name was on top?
But I did get to thinking about the past a little.
Ten years ago, our combined household AGI was less than one-third of what our 2006 AGI was.
Ten years ago, my ex and I struggled to scrape together a monthly land contract payment that was just a little more than what today's weekly mortgage payment is.
Life has sure changed in the past 10 years.
If you get the chance to go to college, make the most of it. Even if it is later in life. Making more than twice what I used to make—for doing the same work—is pretty cool.
But I did get to thinking about the past a little.
Ten years ago, our combined household AGI was less than one-third of what our 2006 AGI was.
Ten years ago, my ex and I struggled to scrape together a monthly land contract payment that was just a little more than what today's weekly mortgage payment is.
Life has sure changed in the past 10 years.
If you get the chance to go to college, make the most of it. Even if it is later in life. Making more than twice what I used to make—for doing the same work—is pretty cool.
random
The only thing worse than a smoker's breath right after a cigarette, is when you add mint to that concoction ... brushing your teeth doesn't help ... now, maybe a lung rinse might ...
Smoking may be one of the most disgusting habits that humans voluntarily partake in. That's legal in public, anyway.
Smoking may be one of the most disgusting habits that humans voluntarily partake in. That's legal in public, anyway.
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