Monday, October 28, 2013
So...this isn't good-bye, just an exceptionally mushy post.
If I have to leave a parting thought here for a while, though, it would be this:
A few years back, I developed a crush on the charming and charismatic frontman of a British band called Art Brut. His lyrics blew me away. They were funny and ironic and seemed to expose every fear a 20-something young man could have--which are not that different from the fears a 40-something old woman has. I reached out to him as a friend on Myspace, that antique social medium that revolutionized my six-degrees-of-separation world. Now there could be one degree. To make a long story short, over the years I have met Eddie, hung out with Eddie, drunk vodka-and-apple-juice cocktails and bad wine with him. I have met [through email] Eddie's mom in England [she's exactly 2 months older than I am]. Two of Eddie's paintings hang in my house. He says that the story I've told him of how my preschooler misconstrued the words to one of his songs has become a part of his patter onstage.
Friday was Eddie's birthday. I emailed him my good wishes. He emailed me back his thanks. My point is--never doubt your heart. You can feel a connection through pictures, music, video....to someone you would never have met in your 'normal' life or perhaps will never meet outside of the internet. But the connection is no less real.
So...if you're reading this--I'm connecting with you. And isn't that cool?
Monday, October 21, 2013
I'm struggling to take my next step. ABAD evolved from a fiction writing blog to justify my love affair with the ease of clicking and saving anything and everything pictured online. It hasn't exactly taken on a life of its own--I get about 3 hits a day, I think. I've thought about moving the ops over to Tumblr where the ease of access might give me more viewers and thus more reason to continue, but most of these images come from Tumblr in the first place. So that would be pretty pointless.
If you really are out there, and you have an opinion, comment or email your thoughts. I think I'll take another week to think about it.
Saturday, October 19, 2013
It's a bad sign that I have forgotten to post on my beloved blog for 2 days is a row. I'm going to take a little break to figure out what A Brit a Day should do next--and I mean a tiny little break, because I'm sure I'll be posting something James May-ish on Monday. Just try and stop me!
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Monday, October 14, 2013
Sunday, October 13, 2013
Saturday, October 12, 2013
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
In other words, once you're dead, it's unlikely that there will be anyone around to defend your legacy indefinitely, so get over yourself.
But there's no reason why we can't enjoy the Shakepeare/Hiddleston legacy for the rest of the year. When 'The Hollow Crown' aired in Britain last summer, a kind Tumblrite made these wonderful wallpapers. If you like to plan ahead, they make a great slideshow for your desktop.
Friday, October 11, 2013
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
I'd love to sell a bunch of downloads of the big 10MB jpegs I have for sale there, but mainly, I'm just happy for everyone to be able to look at samples of the pictures. Go here to check it out--
I only have about 2 dozen images up now, and I have a looooong way to go. I think I've mentioned this before--the images are from the slides I inherited from my dad, and a few of my own from Europe in the 80s. Eventually, I'll be concentrating on the ones my dad took for his personal use during his travels with the USDA. Some of them [mainly ones I haven't posted yet] have historical significance, IMO. I'll try to add 3-4 items a week to the shop.
Monday, October 7, 2013
Sunday, October 6, 2013
It's long but so worth the time to read it. I did, and while I'm still a stalwart Dan Fan, I am so, so glad I don't have to live with him.