Owl Art

Meet Amy Ruppel. Amy is an artist. Amy makes owl art. Who can resist the beguiling siren hoot of the owl?

Somehow this talented young lady has managed to make owl art cool. So break out your wood-carved and macramed owl decor because owls are back!

Amy has monthly online sales that sell out within an hour. You have to be on the mailing list to even be able to buy anything, so sign up now and don't miss out. Her next sale is November 4 at 2:00 ET/11:00 PT.

Inanity

I tried to write something tonight, but I got nothing. I worked. Came home. Watch Family Guy. Ate a bowl of cereal. Took a bath.

Thank god I moved to NYC to live this fabulous life!

I want to own Inanity. I want my blog to be the first thing that comes up when one googles Inanity. Is that so much to ask?

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This is what comes up when you google image search inanity.



I vaguely remember this 1983 summer blockbuster. Vaguely like a fox.

Blogging Made Easy

As I excel at laziness, my previous lack of updates had to do with the complicated (not really) procedure of posting pictures to a photojournal site, then cutting and pasting the web location of said posted pictures to my blog entries. This involved at least 6 tedious, time-consuming, and enthusiasm-sapping steps.

All of that is in the past. I can now upload photos from my comp directly into blogger.

This makes me happy and wont for excuses to not post.

I hereby proclaim this day, October something or other, 2005, The Emancipation of Inanity day.

That proclamation makes little to no sense, but I felt like giving some vague props to Mariah Carey for no apparent reason.

Fall Down Go Boom

I had a little accident last week involving a pair of non-non-skid rain shoes, a puddle, and a staircase. My resulting injuries are too magnificent not to share.