|Ok, I did it! (And other random thoughts)
||[Mar. 7th, 2008|04:00 pm]
Ok ladies (you know who you are!), universe, whoever... I now have a live journal. So for the past few days my horoscope has been consistently telling me that I should write something. I am not a writer... or at least I do not see myself as one. I guess I would call myself an artist, but like everyone else on the planet, I don't really think that my art is worthy of the title. I am an art teacher and I still want to say things like "I can't draw." I only have recently been able to convince myself of the things I tell my students all the time. I won't get in to it because frankly I am just tired of hearing myself say it. So for now, I will tell you that I am a fabulous artist and you should buy lots of my work so that I can become rich and famous before I am a dead old white guy (ooops, oh year, there are other artists aren't there????!!!) So just to clarify, that comment was not meant to be offensive to anyone (except maybe the dead old white guys who get all the credit for everything, but really have just been hogging the spotlight for centuries!)
So you know that quote: "Well behaved women never make history"? Well I know it too, but I can't really remember why I was going to quote it... I stopped to look it up to make sure that I had it correct and completely forgot what I was going to say. Oh well. So here is the real glimpse into my mind. Are you ready? Are you really ready?/??? In my profile, I couldn't quite decide what to tell you about who I am and what my journal will be about. I think that is because I have absolutely no idea myself. This is what you can expect (maybe). A lot of sentences ( or fragments of sentences, unfinished thoughts, etc.) that end in ...., lots of side comments in parentheses (I sometimes make side comments about my side comments). By the way, have you ever read SARK? I worship her. And Bell Hooks too, but they are on such opposite sides of the feminist spectrum. Oh no, did I just use the "F" word???? (I must be a man-hater! Not true, I have many man friends, but I must confess that I "like" women much more because for the most part they are just sooooo much sexier! (Sorry guys!) See, a side comment on my side comment.) Okay, to get back on track, you will also find that I get off track very easily. You never know what is going on in my head. If you figure it out, please let me know. I am VERY sarcastic and that may be an understatement. Sometimes I worry that my sarcasm will not be read correctly in print since sometimes even face to face people don't "get" me. This post may be turning into my bio. Well, I guess when you read someone's "random thoughts" you will probably get some image of them whether it is correct or not. You may not always be able to follow the chain of events that has lead me from one thought to the next, but don't worry about that. Just be amused regardless of the fact that you have absolutely no clue what I am talking about. I have found that I swear much more in person than when I write. It just seems so naughty to put the unedited versions of my thoughts on paper (ha! how old am I??? no one uses paper anymore.... you can print this if you would like, though. That would be fun. You could print it and put it on the back of the artwork that you bought from me and hundreds of years from now when I am just another dead old white woman, someone will try to analyze me to put a blurb in a text book. Do you think there will still be textbooks, or we they all learn everything from Wikipedia???? Hmmmmm....). Believe it or not, I actually did pass grammar in school, and with quite good grades I may add... but since no one is forcing me to complete my sentences anymore, or stop them before they become an entire paragraph with no punctuation, I have just stopped doing it. Perhaps this is why the universe (and those two ladies who know who you are) have been telling me that I need to write. Maybe they are just trying to tell me in a polite manner that I need to work on my grammar.
One of these said ladies ( I remember the first time I ever saw the word "said" used in this manner. I was in, oh I don't remember what grade, not important. Anyway, we were reading "primary sources" documents about my town and the description of this property owners land described it as from someplace to this special tree and then from "said" tree to another landmark. Funny that I still think of that MANY years later. Do you have weird, random memories like that?) So back to my original thought.... One of these said ladies whom I will refer to from this point forward as "Slow Your Roll" told me that I tell stories in excruciating detail and that I should write. You may all now be sending her secret death wishes, but I say, that if you have read this far and are extremely annoyed by me, or hating Slow Your Roll because of it, then you are just plain stupid and should find other hobbies.
Well, I think that is all I have for today's entertainment. I could probably keep writing all night, because that is how my brain works (it doesn't really ever stop... I know, exhausting!). Speaking of night... I have some really strange dreams that I should share with you. Once I figure out this whole live journal thing, maybe I will figure out a way to post a whole section of my dreams. That would definitely be fun. I could even categorize them like they do movies or video games!