Thursday, July 19, 2007

Events are unfolding.....

Tomorrow, going to a movie set at 630 in the AM to be an extra in a "Real Hollywood Movie" but not one with positive moral values I'm pretty certain... or a decent script, it seems. We will see how this adventure turns out.....
then Harry Potter time! I plan to read it on the plane on Sunday when....
I go to lovely Purchase NY to have a "Big Interview" with an airline for a FA position! We will see how that adventure turns out also.

Past then, I can't even fathom what adventures I'll have. Hopefully one involving peaceful sleep and no more frightening dreams about working on a movie set in my old house with terrorist threats and airplanes flying into fields.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Check this out!

This is one of the designs by Magdalena Sokolowska... to look at more of her lovely dresses!

I heart mod mini-dresses.

Monday, July 9, 2007

“The search is what anyone would undertake if he were not sunk in the everydayness of his own life. To become aware of the possibility of the search is to be onto something. Not to be onto something is to be in despair.”- Walker Percy

Movies I love....

Brobdingnagian \brob-ding-NAG-ee-uhn\, adjective:
Of extraordinary size; gigantic; enormous.
Brobdingnagian is from Brobdingnag, a country of giants in Swift's Gulliver's Travels.

(and in my opinion the BEST WORD EVER in any language!)

I have to put these pictures on here... this new Boeing plane is so beautiful, I think I am in love with it. If only I had 200 million dollars. But where would I keep it? I can only hope that one day I might have the privilege to fly in one.....

Boeing 787 Dreamliner

Saturday, July 7, 2007

First Blog Ever.

Borne out of brobdingnagian boredom, blogging begins. I'm at work and there really is literally nothing to do. It's been 4 days doing this managerial thing here since J. has been gone and it's been really productive but Saturday arrived with few tasks to complete before the first shows start. I promise that once this week ends I will have more interesting things to say on this blog....esp. with the New York interview looming large on the horizon.


MONDEGREEN--a form of error arising from mishearing a spoken or sung phrase.

I think I have to go thread some projector-machines now.

“He told her: he fell from the sky and lived. She took a deep breath and believed him, because of her father's faith in the myriad and contradictory possibilities of life, and because, too, of what the mountain had taught her. "Okay," she said, exhaling. "I'll buy it. Just don't tell my mother, all right?" The universe was a place of wonders, and only habituation, the anaesthesia of the everyday, dulled our sight. She had read, a couple of days back, that as part of their natural processes of combustion, the stars in the skies crushed carbon into diamonds. The idea of the stars raining diamonds into the void: that sounded like a miracle, too. If that could happen, so could this. Babies fell out of zillionth-floor windows and bounced. There was a scene about that in Fran├žois Truffaut's movie L'Argent du Poche...She focused her thoughts. "Sometimes," she decided to say, "wonderful things happen to me, too."”--Salman Rushdie