Friday, May 6, 2011

Aquabeautiful



I think this is beautiful.




This makes me think of the ocean.




But an ocean in a perfect place.




Not the ocean 15 minutes from my basement. Orchard Beach; Trash Beach; The Riviera of the Bronx. Pretty much the opposite of that actually.






Yemen?

Good Soils

Two things that I love are coffee and plant life. I heard once that if you put coffee grindings on your soil it will make the plants grow better. It may actually make the plants grow up to be better plant things- like, they will tower over the other plants around them and be good plant role models. I don't know if this is true. I tried adding coffee grindings to several soils last spring, however, all I remember is that the closet in which I kept the plants, soil, and grindings just began to smell awesome.

I believe in order to test this thing that I heard once- one might have to do an actual study using the scientific method. And ugh. dude. this is view from a cube, not earthsciencestuff.

Btw, the plant seen above; I took it home and planted it in soil. Also, the plant seen above, it died.

a phone


I had to get a new phone. and not because my old one was stolen again or because i kept dropping it in sprite but because of the high occurrence of nothingness that had bequest, befallen, or perhaps even encapsulated the cube.

This phone (pictured left) now helps me spend much of my day more wisely than before. Where I once spent time doing photo shoots of my unfinished scarf in various poses around cube (drinking coffee, relaxing in file folder, answering phone call), I now spend hours responding individually to spam email, playing simple 3-letter crosswords and checking the weather for countries I will one day visit such as Yemen and Croatia.






a good day is a blue bean bag










Thursday. Hard week in the cube= Speech Supervisor lends me sensory integration therapy tool (i.e. blue bean bag) to hold while greeting people at the front desk. I'm 70% certain I don't appear maladjusted in any way.








I just love a hopelessly large blue bean bag. Not for sitting on. But for holding, hugging and also, squeezing.