Classification--Who Are You?

I brought in the book to class--It has very insightful things about personality types, religion, thinking styles..etc...The book is a great example of classification.

Also, the book tries to help identify who you are. Whether you are an extrovert or introvert, a visual learner or mechanical learner etc..I think it's important knowing who you really are, and what you stand for. What drives you, what makes you happy, what do you want out of life.

For some reason I just thought of The Alchemist. The whole book is about pursuing your dreams, but you have to go through a lot of struggle along the way. It's a great book to read if you ever need inspiration.

Here are a couple quotes.

It's the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting.

Life really is generous to those who pursue their destiny.

A philosophy of life: I'm an adventurer, looking for treasure.

Brand New Day

Purple Haze

I'm glad that I can get some of my art work out there. I am planning on having an art show eventually.
This is called Purple Haze and I used oil pastel.

Blog sharing

This is my friend's blog. I liked this one because I think we can all relate to the parking tickets.
This will teach all of us a lesson. Pay your tickets or get the boot!

I apologize, but every time i insert the link it doesn't work!
so you will have to copy and put it in yourself.

http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=50521110&blogID=106059775&MyToken=4bffacfe-8f34-4b29-ac5e-b971c7e88f95

Changes

THis painting is called Changes because it went through so many stages. It looks more like mardi gras to me.
That's all for now...Any ideas for a new painting?

My Art. Enjoy.

I decided I'd share some art work with you guys.
I'm in the process of making another painting. By process, I mean I have the canvas...Still figuring out what I want to do with it. But once that's finished i'll post that as well..
I'll try and post a couple a week.
Hope you enjoy!

Grrr Kinkos

All I can say is Kinkos sucks. At least the one by my house. I woke up early today so I could print out some stuff, and all of the workers there did not even know how to use the oversize printer. They said it would be ready in 3 hours (when another person could figure out how to use it.) So i went back after work, figured I would print out the small stuff on the regular printer there as well. Nope, the colored printer was down! So when I picked up the other stuff, i asked them to also print a couple more, and they said NO. Flat our rejected me because they were busy with other projects!
I think we should all ban Kinkos. Who's in?

Show & Tell

My scanner wasn't working, so I'll put the pic up soon after it's fixed. But the cause and effect advertisement is from the salvation Army after the Florida hurricanes in 2004. But I liked their tagline: We Combat Natural Disasters With Acts of God.

manic MRI Monday

I had an MRI on Monday. It was an experience. First, you have to sign all these waivers, like if you die, you can't sue them. Actually, I don't think it said that, but basically, if something goes wrong, they are NOT liable. I don't think people really read what they sign, but I did, I even read the fine print. While I was signing my life away, I noticed my mom reading her magazines. She looked all comfortable in her chair, while I was about to get an MRI. Nice, I thought. She even asked the receptionist to lower the volume on the TV so SHE could read. I started to rethink who I could've brought for moral support. Heck, my cat would've been better!
The doctor finally called my name and said to follow him to another room. He told me to have a seat and began asking me questions.
"What's your nationality?"
Umm, is this necessary, I thought. I told him my parents were from the Middle East. He guessed it. Great, you get a gold star, I thought. After a couple minutes of chit chat, he pulled out the needle. Now, I HATE needles. What the hell is that? I wasn't informed that a needle was to be stuck in my arm.
"Don't worry, it's small, and you won't feel a thing."
Fine, go ahead, I said. I felt a little prick, then, "Shit!"
"Uhoh, what?? Am I going to die, Doc?"
"Noo...the needle broke."
He had to try it again in the other arm. Wonderful. Another pinch later, and I was ready for the MRI. I took off all my jewelry, and hopped on board. It really was just like the TV shows and movies. It looks like a tanning bed, but instead of getting some color and some relaxing music, you get your brain scanned and war sounds. Seriously, it sounded like I was in the middle of a war zone. They give you ear plugs, but that doesn't do a damn thing. Even if I had fallen asleep, I probably would've dreamt about being shot at by a serial killer.
Now, they told me 25 minutes I'd be in there, and I couldn't move the whole time. To say the least, that was torture, since i had an itch on my nose 3 minutes later. Maybe, if I tried to go to sleep, the itch would go away. oh wait, the ringing noise. All I kept thinking about was the itch. itch. itch. itch. scratch..scratch...Finally, after about 45 hours, it was over. I scratched my itch then told the lady it felt like an hour, and she just laughed.

I have to get another MRI in 6 months, just to make sure everything is hunky dory with my pituitary gland. I'm not dying or anything, what I have is actually pretty common among women. It's called Prolactinoma--look it up if you are interested. I won't bore you with the medical lingo.

Another Quote

"You have to forget about what other people say, when you're supposed to die, or when you're supposed to be loving. You have to forget about all these things. You have to go on and be crazy. Craziness is like heaven." Jimi Hendrix

Cool Text and Cool Definition--Show & Tell

I really liked the advertisement on Paso Robles because they put the text around the bottle. Clever idea. The colors are nice too.
The definition I chose describes the LBD- "Little black Dress." The writer did an excellent job in describing the feelings that women have with their LBD. Here is a couple paragraphs from it:
"The LBD works its magic on every woman at every moment of the day or night--wearing it, you can have breakfast at Tiffany's or sleep under the stars. The beauty of the LBD is that there are no rules: You can wear it to the beach or to a ball. You can wear it like a white T-shirt. The effect of a little black dress is always the same: You feel good. And if you feel beautiful, you will look beautiful.
The LBD is as profoundly touching as an echo of desire; it is the opposite of a flashy, trashy parade. It stalks you like a jaguar. It plummets from the drop-off depth of emotion- magic, asceticism, superstition, existentialism, Hells Angels, night, death.