I do this to myself a lot -- I save myself some extra time and energy to drag myself to the computer lab to write a really fabulous blog entry, but then I end up spending all of my time scanning and uploading photos and other images so I have something to show for all the time I spend alone at home.  I feel obligated to do some work and put that as my first priority before letting myself get down to some serious thing to chat about on my blog.

And when I get home, my thoughts are like the buzzing and flashing of a neon sign with a short circuit.  Like something out of a David Lynch movie.  Something crazy.  My mind switches back and forth from subject to memory to feeling to anything that comes to my attention at the moment and then fades out of my consciousness as I cross the street.  I feel filled with so many stories I need to tell, my Gods, when am I ever going to get the opportunity to tell them?  I guess we'll all have to wait until I purchase a computer of my own and get to do my thing at home.  Having a 'puter at home would be a blessing right now, especially since it's damn cold out and that wind just rips through me...

Well, seems like my blog is one I do once a week, at the very least, and just in case I don't get to talk to any of you out there in a few days, I better load up some images and tell you why I posted them.  First, check out my last post about the Argus Monitor lizard, he's my favorite dragon and I want to hug and feed him.  Now come back to this post and look at the pretty pictures.  Here's my commentary:

The first photo is of Petra, a lovely ginger kitty at the local animal Companion Shop.  I posted it because I love the juxaposition of the images of cats on the throw underneath her.  Like phantom cats watching over her.  She loves my camera because it has a long strap that she can play with!  I want to take her home.  She's got the most beautiful amber eyes.  I hope whoever adopts her treats her well.  She had kittens over the summer and is still recooperating from a wound on her head.  You can barely see the damage now.  She's healing fast.  She's a survivor.  I absolutely love her.

The next cat image is of a black and white tom named Nike.  Another cat in the shop has a big crush on him and loves to snuggle with him, cleaning and sucking on his fur as if he were her mother.  Nike doesn't seem to mind the attention.  He's been at the shop the longest.  He got adopted during the summer but then his new owner had a house fire and he just barely survived.  He had burns all over his front paws.  Now he looks like nothing bad ever happened to him.  What a character!

I had a dream that a friend of mine was pregnant with bamboo root creatures like the ones pictured in the third photograph.  Aren't they lovely in that creepy yet sentimental way?

Those buddah masks look like they are having a conversation -- the way I placed them together was an accident.  You can find them and the bamboo root twins at my friend Dala's store.  I do wonder what they have to say about the people who come into the store...?

The last five are more self portraits.  I don't post them to be entirely vain.  I am naked from the waist up in them, but you can't see my naughty bits because my long hair is hiding them.  I was amazed this morning by that.  When I got too much time on my hands, my hands reach out for my digital camera upon instinct, itching to make art in the lazyest way I know how: using myself.  I manipulated the last two, trying to create that "metaphysical witchy text book" look reminiscent in old photos of Madame Blavatsky and Aleister Crowley.  I like creating "timeless" portraits -- ones that could be ancient or contemporary, yet you can't tell which.

So now I retreat back into the cave-like atmosphere of my one bedroom apartment.  I'm hungry, lonely, cold (yet warm inside), and wished I had more time tonight to discuss things like my theories about vampires and zombies (do they poo?) but that will have to wait for another night.  Oh, wait....

Maybe not.  This computer lab is open 24 hours today.  That means I can be here for a looooooong ass time.  Expect more from me soon.  Especially about the vampires and zombies thing.  I'm a geek for the undead.