I got nothing you guys.
Shall we wax poetic on the meaning of nothing?
Nope.
That'd be ridiculous.
I'll try again later.
Can anyone identify this structure?
Here's a hint:
the builder, initials are LHS.
And who is this guy?
About Me
- Bethany
- My husband recently referred to me as a 'renaissance woman'. I'm not sure if he means that he wants me to cut my hair or that he appreciates my interest in all things interesting. I hope the latter because it took me awhile to grow all this hair and what would I hide behind if it was gone?
Anybody remember this old trick picture?
Do you see the young woman or the old lady?
Someday, Gilly says, she'll be in 'there'
Guess who's playing a favorite of mine?
The Minnesota Opera, that's who!
Sweet home, Chicago!
I'm missing you today...
November is the month for family...
..here's mine.
What to do on a rainy October afternoon?
Why, chess, of course!
This makes me feel like...
October. Just before the darkness and the cold. When we're all happily strutting our fall digs.
Things I'm thinking about...
Tristan und Isolde by Ferdinand Leeke
Tristan and Isolde by Salvador Dali, 1944
"Isolde" by Aubrey Beardsley, 1895 illustration for The Studio magazine of the tragic opera heroine drinking the love potion
Here's one I've been meaning to read for awhile...
off to the library...
4 comments:
and yet Jerry Seinfeld made a TV career out of nothing. Go figure. It's OK to have nothing. Nothing is sometimes all that you need to find something. Everyone needs nothing every once in a while. I hope that you find peace in your nothingness and not despair. Quiet is a good kind of nothingness to have.
"What have you in your pocket?" she asked.
"Nothing." he replied... fingers fumbling through the lint and thread.
"Nothing at all."
Ahna...funny. Little did you know what was on its way...
Nice little piece there, Mr.
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