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Monday, June 29, 2009

Lookee here!

I have entered a few shots in this contest... just today, so they are not up for review as of this moment, but may be any time. There are some pictures up for review however, if you would like to participate. Don't know if you have to be a Facebook subscriber or not... I'm sure they will let you know, if you do. Anyway, I know some of you are already... Okay, the link doesn't link... you might have to go to Facebook and look there for the Bling Photo Contest, if you feel sufficiently motivated. Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Like I said...

he is appreciated among his peers--just found this from one of his friends who is also very creative, and who also attended the weekend: (for the record, Charlie came first, he was not copying this 'toon) Sign in to see full entry.

Charlie takes on a new face...again

It was his LARPing weekend--from Friday night through Sunday noon, in-character the whole time. (I know, I've covered this ground before... Live Action Role Play games... Legacies... if you search LARP here on Blogit, you will find a couple of other posts about it, and my son.) Since going off to school, he can only attend three or four of these events a year, where he used to be there every month without fail. He's well-liked there, appreciated for his characters as well as his character. This... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, June 19, 2009

Faces of Charlie

Like a box of choklits... Sign in to see full entry.

A female rain

The Navajo call it a female rain when it is misty or drizzly, or simply one of those long, gentle, all-pervading soaking rains. A male rain is the pounding downpour, the aggressive, thunderous hammers'n'pitchforks deluge that hurts when the drops smash into you... This morning, a female rain is cleaning the dust off the leaves, refreshing the limping plants and delighting little birds everywhere. I am glad to see it. Coming home from my month elsewhere, it was more than evident that neither... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Blame Naut...

His comment to the previous post led to bringing you this photo. Charlie took a theatrical makeup class this past term, and his final project was--himself. Hail, Knight of the Woeful Countenance! Sign in to see full entry.

Charlie is working for an armourer this summer.

this guy makes plate armour out of everything from big old black abs plastic pickle barrels to plate steel. Those of you who have met Charlie through these posts know why it's a perfect job for him. If you haven't, I will tell you two things about him: When he was in kindergarten, where other kids were told not to bring their toys to school, he was told not to bring his characters to school, because it confused the other kids. Now, at 24 almost, he is still dedicated to the proposition that... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Hilarious!

Today Charlie was talking about something, said it was hilarious, which didn't quite seem to fit... I gave him a quizzical look and said, " 'Hilarious?' " He said, "Did I say 'hilarious?' I meant, 'awesome.' " I don't remember what he was talking about, but that cracked me up! It is so Charlie! Try it out, substituting 'hilarious' for other discriptive words. Sign in to see full entry.

Symphony!

Charlie and I had a wonderful time today, listening to the Seattle Symphony Orchestra doing Mussorgsky's Night on Bald Mountain and Stravinsky's Firebird. Both of them, highly visual pieces, and both based on Russian fairytales. There was another piece between, neither Russian nor visual, by an Englishman name Ades, or something like that...two syllables, not one. This was a violin concerto in three movements, and not at all what my ear listens for in classical music. Not something I'd ever be... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

New Shoes!

A new shoe is a wonderful thing! You look down at your feet, and say, "Wow, They look so cool!" They are unmarred, still have the lustre of newness upon them, and your feet, which decided in the store that they were going to be able to make friends, are exploring new comfort zones, and gently telling the shoes what they, the feet, really want of them. Today my feet had to choose among three (yes, 3!) new friends... We are all very happy! When I get home, I will not, I dream, need any shoes but... Sign in to see full entry.

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