365 Day Project

I'm starting a 365 day project beginning Christmas Day 2009.

The original project goal was one self-portrait a day, every day for a year. Story is here.

365 pictures of moi sounds boring. I could get ethereal about it, and point out that I reveal myself in every frame whether the camera is pointed at me or away. But I won't.

I'll just modify my 365 Day Project to be one picture, every day.

Watch it develop in the sidebar.

Away we go.

And To All, A Good Night

Eureka!

I passed my EMT Practicals.

Watch Your Language

The following video struck me funny since all semester, the young men in my Advanced EMT class have apologised to me whenever they swore.

Now, I'm a writer. I am not offended by language.* I'm not above using whatever language I need to get the effect I want.

I also went to college in the 60s. Drugs, Sex & Rock and Roll, my generation invented that.

Now, I love 'em like the brothers I never wanted, but so far, nothing these baby boys have come up with has shocked, appalled, or even surprised me. But, because I'm 30 years older than they are, (oy) they treat me like a little old church lady.

Should I tell them?

Husband Dearest says there is nothing wrong with being treated like a lady.

Should I tell him?


So kids, today's lesson is:

Judge not by appearance,

and

for God's sake,

mind your fucking language.




*For the record, I'm offended by stupidity, cruelty and liars.

Nervous Energy

This is my brain, one week to EMT Practicals.

I'm waking up in the middle of the night doing patient assessments.

So, if I'm not here for a bit, that's why.

My suggestion, check out Second Cite (sidebar) and see the pretty pictures.