Found some oldies but goodies

From my stub hoard.

October 21, 1991.  The now-defunct Liberty Lunch from my Austin days.  Good night!  I am so thankful to have met the kind of people in my youth that set me on the proper audio path; Away from the mainstream, brainrotting crud.  Especially my friend Pete, who was all on about some band called Nirvana in a magical, faraway place called Seattle, and then my college boyfriend Eric, who was a complete freak for all things SubPop.

Monday, Nirvana.  Friday, Bob Dylan.  Excellent week.

Then.


Liberty Lunch in 2007 (Google image)

NOW (picture from Google maps- it's currently a shopping center with a watch store and ladies clothes.  Blech.  Tearing down cultural landmarks is a stab in the heart.

My good friend, Space Needle, comforts me after my doctor appointment.

http://instagr.am/p/W4yq1eNY_a/

And his tag along friend, Monorail. 

I see you, Space Needle.  You can't hide from me and my smartphone.

#inlovewiththespaceneedle

#obsessedwiththespaceneedle

#iloveyouspaceneedle

#canyoumarryacementstructure

I love you, Space Needle.

I have a little bit of an obsession with the Space Needle.  I feel compelled to photograph it any time I'm near it.  I get tired of this city sometimes, but I never ever get tired of seeing my beloved Space Needle.

The anniversary of being from Nowhere

February 20 marks my official anniversary of moving to the Pacific Northwest.  It's been fifteen years.  This also means that I've pretty much spent an equal amount of time here, compared to other cities that I've lived in long-term (Houston, Austin), and much more time than others (Portland, Chicago). 

This is why I don't feel like I'm "from" anywhere anymore.  (I grew up in Houston, but I fantasized about leaving there since I was ten years old.)

I'm a nowhere girl.  I can't figure out whether this gives me positive or negative emotions.  But it does align with my dilettante tendencies. 

Also, I realized that I've been painting mandalas in one form or another for 13 years now.  How about that.  I actually found a hobby besides music to stick with.  Go me.

We could be Instagramigos.

I'm on Instagram.  We can be amigos if you want.  Warning:  I take a lot of pictures of very pedestrian things, such as sunsets, dogs, clouds, ferry rides, the Space Needle.  But also sometimes weird and unexpected things like bugs or puppets.  Ya never know.

Click on the picture.

I am a stack of papers

I received a packet of papers from my mother today.  The envelope was sealed with a sticker with Golden Retriever puppies on it that said Guiding Eyes for the Blind. 

The note inside with all of the papers said, "Maybe these papers can prove who you are..."

So true, and so untrue.

Mmmmm...Pens.

I am such a pen nerd that I am watching calligraphy videos on youtube.
I will sit there and almost not blink for an entire 4-minute video, because I am compelled to see every tiny second of the ink touching the paper.  I am fascinated by the swirly things on the ends of s's and different ways to make an r, and stuff like that.  I have been my whole life.

Yes, I am entertained by watching ink dry.
Pathetic and boring, cool, or just obsessive?