Davidlind on Oct 13th 2008 Blogs or Posts, Writing
I’m in the Chesterfield Mall this morning. The dining court has a high peaked roof and all the sound bounces around up there. I just tried calling Beth and we had a somewhat unsatisfactory conversation because of bouncing sound. But the WiFi seems to be working well. Come on by if you are near here and look for the guy in the plaid shirt typing away at a table with uneven legs. It’s difficult to type on a wobbly table. But they fixed up the bathrooms. Stellar B rooms. Hoping everyone will decide the Mall is too nice to pass up even if you pay more for some things.
Look for the guy who is going to throw a chair in a minute if the table doesn’t stop wobbling. It’s all about the details guys. Fix the tables!
I’m not well this morning. My stomach feels iffy. And my brain is sleepy. And I’m convinced most of the readers who write comments here have gone for good. Because I’m such a poor conversationalist. This makes me sad. I’m sure there a few of you guys and girls still around. Hopefully. But some of you have run out of comments. And that’s my fault. I guess.
But there are many more readers here who I don’t know. Google is up to about fifty percent now after falling to zero this past summer. Or just about zero. A little misunderstanding.
But no one was terminally misunderstood. We patched things up. And now there are thousands of keywords doing their thing. So the blog is well. But the blogger is sick. And his commenters are gone.
It’s a mixed bag. But this dining court must be for crazy people like myself because all the music and the conversation are mixed together up in the pitched roof and then bounced back down here. It’s like ease dropping on a telephone trunk cable. You can’t really make anything out but it’s all there. And I would be much more comfortable sitting at home in front of my computer.
Maybe it’s time for a Hagan Das milkshake. I was successful in my quest to buy my lovely daughter who must not be named a birthday present. Soon we will head up to the Northern Virginia to see her and the family and the new home. Leesburg.
It’s supposed to be nice. I’ve never been there. But I have to go. I can’t stay here. It’s too confusing.
Bye.
Views per week/ Virginia Breeze
Similar posts
Davidlind on Oct 5th 2008 Blogs or Posts, Photos, Writing
We are back in Richmond tonight. Here’s a photo from this morning. I woke up about 4:30 and the person next to me was still sleeping. I slipped out and walked down to the beach. Nothing was on my mind. I was blank. And I was watching this ship on the horizon. After awhile it reached a point where the horizon started to glow a little bit and I thought “this must be where the sun is going to arrive”.
And then the ship burst into flame. Or so it seemed.
This photo is so dark. I tried to lighten it up. But nothing works. This is the way the camera felt things were at this moment. Does it seem ill-formed to you?
Time passed and I found other things to shoot. What is a good way to describe what you are doing when you take a picture? Shoot seems too much like NRA material.
There was a large woman sleeping in the sand. She had been there the day before. Later when the sun arrived she was there wrapped in her black clothing smoking a cigarette. Someone started talking about a beached whale.
I didn’t find this particularly funny. What is it like to spend your day lying in the sand? Do you talk to the sand? Do you pray to the sky?
I wanted to take her photo. But I didn’t want to invade her privacy. Everyone in the photos I took today saw her there. Nobody spoke to her. She was in a separate world. A separate universe. And I couldn’t take anything from her. So no photos.
After awhile I returned to the sky where we live. I returned to the bed that catches the breezes as they enter the room from the balcony. And I pulled the clean sheet up over my shoulder to evade the chill. My brain settled into a dream . And the woman next to me pressed her body against my back.
And the beach below received the waves and held the spirit of a large woman in a small nest.
Perhaps I will meet her in my dream. Because in the light of day the gulf is too wide and I find it too difficult to communicate with her.
Similar posts
Davidlind on Jun 8th 2008 Blogs or Posts, Photos
I am thankful for a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning and gutters that need fixing because it means I have a home…. I am thankful for the piles of laundry and ironing because it means my loved ones are nearby. ~Nancie J. Carmody
Law of the Workshop: Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner. ~Author Unknown
Just a cheerful photo to end the blogging day on a positive note. Part of my problem is that I manage to get down on myself for not being better at doing so many things. From fixing toilets to making software work the way it is supposed to I generally fail miserably. And I have a father who can fix anything.
Well, he might not be able to fix the space shuttle if it was supposed to fly tomorrow.
The recent video I posted here about the doctor who had a stroke was very informative because it went into great detail about the left and right sides of the brain. Some of us use one side a great deal more than the other. Fortunately or unfortunately blogging usually requires that we use BOTH sides in equal measure.
It’s a balancing act only a Libra could really appreciate.
What side of your brain do you use more? Do you feel frustrated sometimes because you have trouble fixing things? Why don’t they have more courses in school about how to fix stuff that is going to break down on us?
*
The only really good place to buy lumber is at a store where the lumber has already been cut and attached together in the form of furniture, finished and put inside boxes. ~Dave Barry
*
*
Similar posts
Davidlind on Jun 4th 2008 Blogs or Posts
It’s time for a contest here at Virginia Breeze.
And this one will challenge your eye and not your brain. I hope.
Here are five photos containing images from this blog. They are each a part of a different photo and some of you who have been following along since we started here last summer should not find this too difficult.
So this contest starts now and it will end Sunday noon est.
The prize is a 25 dollar gift certificate from Amazon.com.
And all you have to do is be the first person to identify the five posts that contain these images. Then email me the answers (url’s) using the contact page under the header here at Virginia Breeze. Don’t give away the answers or anything else by putting any information here or in another post. We will have a consolation prize and we so don’t want to give the answers away before the contest ends and be disqualified. Here are the five images. . .
*
*
*
*
Well it doesn’t seem like very many readers have taken this contest seriously. So starting next week (Sunday) we are going to increase the first prize to fifty dollars. That’s a fifty dollar gift certificate to Amazon. com.
And each week that goes by we will just increase the prize money until I get someone’s attention. It will probably end up being my wife. But hey! She’s a reader too. She just gets to stick her pretty little fist in between my ribs when I am sleeping if she doesn’t like something I have written.
Update:// We have a winner! It’s Jendrick Hosellmyer from somewhere out there in the tundras of northern Europe. Thanks Jendrick! And thank you everyone for playing. It took quite awhile to get a winner but I’m sure Jendrick will agree that it was worth the wait as he drives his new Toyota Prius around the cracks in the ice while he’s looking for a place to recharge the battery!!
*
*
*
Similar posts
