Before the buds of the tree bloom completely they pop out of their fuzzy little cocoons, and just before they fall off they look like little hats on top of the flowers. I might not have had enough sleep last night.
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This ad appeared on page 11A in yesterday’s Sunday Oklahoman:
Here are closeups of the individual pieces:
Anyone got an explanation?
At any rate, I’m fascinated by the ongoing story of newspapers’ demise, exemplified in the story about how the New York Times could save hundreds of millions of dollars by suspending paper printing and sending every subscriber a free Kindle, and also by the shutdown of the Rocky Mountain News, which took me totally by surprise. Is this just more evidence of that - is the Oke trying to stop the bleeding of fleeding advertisers, or was there some kind of lame attempt on KOKH’s part to make a national story local - like "IS THE OKLAHOMAN GOING UNDER TUNE IN AT NINE TO FIND OUT." I’m dying to know the story behind this, because really the only word I can think of to describe this ad copy is "bitchy."
UPDATE: Mystery solved? (via @jonfisher)
UPDATE 2: The Lost Ogle picked up the story AND used my photo! The Lost Ogle rocks. Thanks, Patrick!
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The New York Times Could Send You A Kindle For Free!
"Not that it’s anything we think the New York Times Company should do, but we thought it was worth pointing out that it costs the Times about twice as much money to print and deliver the newspaper over a year as it would cost to send each of its subscribers a brand new Amazon Kindle instead."
The Internet in 1996
Remember what the Internet was like when you first saw it? You’d hardly recognize it now.
The Coolest Business Card EVER
This guy has a friend who works at LEGO, and she sent him one of her business cards, which is not only the best business card ever, but which LOOKS LIKE HER. I want one of these.
Obama Tracker
"President Obama has kicked off his term by making key leadership appointments, carrying out an ambitious economic plan and laying the foundation for foreign and domestic policies. NPR’s Obama Tracker charts significant events and developments in the new administration, and actions the president takes as he settles into the job."
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The tree at the very back of our property is one of the prettiest things ever when it blooms. Brian and I have probably between the two of us spent an hour or more photographing it, because the bloom doesn’t last more than a week. I’m so ready for spring that I don’t even care that stuff like this makes my allergies go nuts. Who needs to breathe? THE SUN IS OUT.
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In the last 24 hours I’ve taken almost 200 photos of blooming flowers and trees and newly-arrived birds and the signs of spring are all around. This morning it was cold as all damn getout but I was feeling great, and the sun was out, and I walked to work. It was wonderful. There will be great photos for weeks just from my walk this morning.
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This is the time of year when lawns get sprayed, turning many of them weird colors. My own front yard is currently an awful shade of chartreuse, but it’ll be weed-free, dammit. I caught this fakey green lawn and hydrant walking from my car to my office and thought it looked neat. I need to get more angles on it, but I was running a little late so I’ll go back at lunch.
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I realized recently that I was, in fact, not in good hands with Allstate. Okay, fine, I’m not here to impugn the quality of the Hands, but the fact is those Hands were costing me about a half a bill more a month than almost everyone I know. This after the fact that for the last three or four years - basically since I realized at one point that if anything happened to my car I’d be oh so fucked zOMG because there’s no replacing my car, there’s having the car I have and not having a car - I drive like an old lady. I go the speed limit, I always buckle up, and while I do have stored within my body roughly the amount of road rage that’s present on, say, the Triborough Bridge at any given moment, I haven’t had a ticket in over three years. And that ticket was a seat belt citation. I honestly could not tell you the last time I got pulled over for speeding.
And yet - here I am paying half again for car insurance what everyone else I know is. File under, Chump.
Brian has a friend who’s an insurance agent, and today he called him for me. The guy quoted me a more reasonable price for car insurance but also mentioned to Brian that, should, say our house burn down (not entirely unthinkable since our house was built in 1941, we live next to this, and this occasionally happens in our neighborhood, and oh yeah, all those tornadoes Oklahoma’s famous for), nothing of mine would be covered. So our wonderful insurance agent suggested I get a renters’ policy to cover me in the event of a disaster.
So fine, I did it. I’m still saving about $50 a month AND I have an insurance agent I actually trust for once. So that’s a plus. But it went all over me - a renter in my own home.
Do you know who doesn’t have to be a renter in their own home? Straight married couples, that’s who. If Brian and I were legally married, crap like this wouldn’t matter. We could visit each other in the hospital without having to spend thousands on legal fees drawing up paperwork saying we can visit each other in the hospital. If one of us died the whole insurance and inheritance thing would be much, much easier than it is now - we have to pay the aforementioned legal fees and do mountains of paperwork just to loosely codify something that married people get the instant their marriage license is filed. Legally, we’re strangers.
I wish that the people who oppose gay marriage could understand the way I’m feeling right now. It’s a rancid stew of so many negative emotions, of unwantedness and exclusion and passive aggression and not being a fully included or valued member of my society. I’m a renter in my own freaking house. I wonder what Jesus would say about that. I wonder if that’s a metaphor for the larger situation. I wonder if people who have such strong opposing views to mine would take a moment and try to see this from my point of view, for just a second. At the very least I hope you’ll hold back and understand I’m hurting enough. Maybe now’s not the time to pile on with your little opinions about something you don’t know anything about.
Whatever, man. I really hate playing the aggrieved minority. But I have to say that if you’re straight - especially if you’re married - you have it so easy and you don’t even know it. It’s like being rich that way - it’s hard to understand how much easier your life is unless you’re on the outside. And here we are living next door to you or down the street or hiding within your families and churches and feeling invisible and left out and unwanted. So you should think real hard about that and wonder if that’s the witness you want.
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Last night we went to see the Thunder play the Lakers. When we left the house I caught a look at myself in the mirror, and I thought, "I love my hair!" So I had Brian take a photo of it. I’m thinking of growing it out longer - thoughts?
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Flying from Sam Fuller on Vimeo.
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This is the house I park in front of every day. It’s in pretty good shape, except some of the attic windows are broken out and there are about a dozen cats living on the property. I’m pretty sure it’s abandoned, but I wouldn’t be at all surprised if I was walking to my car one day and saw a huge SWAT van, about a hundred police cars, and Jodie Foster being led out with a blanket around her, having just killed the cannablistic serial killer that lives inside. Just sayin’ is all. In the meantime I really hope I don’t run over one of the cats.
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