OC hairball, a blogzine: Chili Peppers Rock in Rio

OC hairball, a blogzine: Chili Peppers Rock in Rio

Arms: En Bas

How to place your arms in Preparatory Position.
Thought this would be fun. I imagine people at their computers trying to place their arms "en bas. " Let me know how you do!!!

The training of the arms is begun with preparatory position: arms en bas. The arms are lowered in front of the body, with the pinky fingers of each hand in front of and parallel to your thighs, but not touching the thighs. The fingertips on each hand are curved, one inch apart from one another, and the palms are face up. The elbows are to the side, slightly bent, the arms forming an oval. The thumb and middle finger of each hand barely touch, as if holding lightly to a penny. Each combination begins and ends with arms en bas.

Imagine you're four years old and you have to stand for four measures of 4/4 holding this position. Whoops, now you have to go the bathroom. Welcome to my world!!!!

The Paper Source

For show and tell, I brought in brochures from

The Paper Source

The Paper Source rocks. I could spend hours there. I love paper. I love the smell of the print on the page, ribbons, and rubber stamps, stickers and wrapping paper, notecards, envelopes, invitations, paper flowers, origami, vellum, bone folders, journals, and books about well- books. This place is so fun.

VISIT DANE COOK!!!

This guy is hysterical. Put your ear buds in and turn up the volume. His website has a continuous loop of his best stuff. If you need a good laugh. Let this guy deliver. Seriously. Go there now!!!!!

Dane Cook

No Reading!!!!

Okay so no reading this week rocks my world. I'm ecstatic. I can't even tell you.

I have been able to read my New Yorker which I'm somewhat ashamed to admit I subscribe to because, if you haven't noticed this school references The New Yorker daily, in every class, in some form or another as if The New Yorker is gospel. Is it well written? Sure, but other examples of good writing do exist. When someone discusses The New Yorker incessantly all I can think of is some English professor wearing tweed with elbow patches, smoking his pipe and regurgitatitng "The Talk of the Town" while sipping on his Cabernet. Yuck!!!!!!!

I'd rather have a triple root canal while giving birth. Okay, that is extreme but anyway. I have enjoyed my magazine with words that I can hardly pronounce along with my book club choice of Hotel Babylon. Hotel Babylon is raunchy and wonderful. It chronicles the behind the scenes of a five star hotel in London. I'm concerned though, what will we discuss this week? Okay now I'm panicking. What will we discuss this week?

I know that I doodle but that is the only way I can survive. If I don't my brain will shut down and I will pass out and seizure, which will not be pretty but perhaps will excuse me from the rest of class- perhaps. So without a lengthy discussion of McQuade and McQuade will I get my healthy dosage of doodling? I guess I'll have to wait and see.

P.S. Does anyone know what we're suppose to be blogging about?

Il Presidente

I am currently listening to my husband memorize 16 bars of "Hail to the Chief," for the parade tomorrow night at the United States Marine Barracks-8th and I, the oldest military post in the U.S. The Prez will be there and I can't go because I'm constructing a foldy thing that makes no sense, and folds improperly anyway. But hey i've made my choice and i'm going with the foldy thing. So that's that.

Whether I like the pres. or not it's still cool to see him in person. I met a guy this week who saw President Clinton and was mesmerized by the experience. He said, "That's something I'll tell my kids." So true. Whether you agreed with Clinton and his inappropriate use of interns or not he was still the most powerful man in the free world. I think its funny my husband will spend twenty minutes learning a song for tomorrow night to honor the President of the United States. I wonder what the president is doing in the next twenty minutes for us?