Why?

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I don't really know...

LadyAnne

(College) Senior Pictures >E.F.G.<

From Senior Pictures, Fall '08 EFG

From Senior Pictures, Fall '08 EFG

From Senior Pictures, Fall '08 EFG

Senior Pictures, Fall '08 EFG

From Senior Pictures, Fall '08 EFG

From Senior Pictures, Fall '08 EFG

From Senior Pictures, Fall '08 EFG

From Senior Pictures, Fall '08 EFG

The Perception Revelation!

I realized something about myself yesterday.

Sitting in the library, no patrons for the last twenty minutes or more, quiet as a tomb, I realized I didn't feel alone. There was a presence, or rather hundreds of presences, that were there pushing against the back of my consciousness, keeping me company. Not in a freaky, ghost library, horror movie way, but as a comforting, caring entity.

I've discovered I do not think of books as things.

They aren't people of course, but they are most defiantly not objects either. They have a non-sentient essence. I often wonder at the fact that other people don't seem to have the same fondness for reading that I do, but now I am seeing that to me they are real, they are friends. I am amazed to discover this about myself.

Now that I am seeing this so clearly, I wonder if this is why growing up I always had books, books, and more books. I didn't have a lonely childhood, (with that many people running around how could you?) but I didn't have an overfull one either. I wonder now how much this view of books helped me in that?

I wonder if anyone else feels this way?

Or if this just proof I am as odd as I knew I was anyway...

LadyAnne

Due to the Smart-aleck-ey comments from the CALVIN gallery, this post has now been edited to submit "an" instead of "a."

The Annuls of Pain

"The tendrils of pain claw at me, 

pulling me down, 

trying to immerse me again. 

The burn and ache pull on my  conscious thoughts, 

hindering coherent ideas from forming. 

As my thoughts try to focus, 

the hammers beat on the anvil of my mind with a deafening clamour. 

The pain snakes along my nerves with the speed of lightening, 

leaving the endings to quiver and curl in residual agony. 

My senses are on over-stimulated high alert,

 making the everyday noises and sensations an addition to the sea of pain. 

The soft brush of cool air over a cheek,

 now takes on the burn of a red-hot iron rod pressed against my face. 

The pleasant murmur of coughs and movement 

now presses against my inner ear with the strength of a vise, 

causing vibrations across the ear drum that beat on my mind from the outside. 

The illumination that is a distinguishing aspect of our race, 

is now the very thing that causes violent withdrawal from the contact. 

As an amputee feels the nerves of his lost limb, 

so my teeth make themselves known 

with aches and twinges of remembered agony. 

The muscles of my face tell me with loud voices 

of the terror that has been inflicted on their tender surfaces."

LadyAnne

Never Get Away!

This makes me think of a song my dear sweet brothers would write...

LadyAnne

Hmm...Battle Droids!

I did draw the cabin and the loverly mountian setting, but the battle droids were added by one of the boys I was babysitting. He said I needed to protect my house.

Glad he told me, cause I didn't even know I needed them, much less how to draw them. He is 5, and did a very good job of it.

LadyAnne

Shocking!

Some people just don't know when to be serious...


Always throwing parties...


And celebrating when there isn't anything to celebrate...


And making horrid messes in their rooms...


Glad I am not like that.

LadyAnne

I love Soldier Boys!

Johnny

LadyAnne

No Time for Sergeants - Don Knotts debut "Manual Dexterity"

Musical Food

It's not a xylophone...
it's a thingie...

(Now watch, she'll correct me... I betcha!)

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"Hey Ricky, you're so great! You're so great, we celebrate!"
"Mrs. Byer, she's our man! If she can't do it no one can!"


Just trying out my cheerleading skills. And, yes, there is a reason I picked them...

LadyAnne

I am going to make up some cheese-pies, since I have been informed I am not allowed to call it "cheesecakes" for a pie auction.

Although I know that all the people down on the home front are not going to be able to send pies...(or really, really shouldn't anyway,) if they want to support mine and Tony's division they are more than welcome to send the funds for the pie and I will be your handy dandy cook for the event...

Let me know before I go ingredient shopping this week...
If you don't know how to contact me, leave a comment...
LadyAnne

My new favorite quote:

"People say scars are chick magnets...
Now I just need to find a way to switch their polarity."

LadyAnne

Please excuse this post, I am obviously too sick to be allowed access to the internet....

Labor Day Fireflies

Right, so I promised I'd eventually get around to posting some pictures. Since I have my (In large announcer voice)*BRAND NEW CANON EOS DIGITAL REBEL XSI 40D!* I do have lots of pictures available to choose from. So you might have to bear with me until the novelty of 90% of my pictures coming out semi-like I envisioned them wears of a bit. Meanwhile, there will be lots of pictures.Ka-boom!
You know the really annoying aunt or cousin or obscure relative that has to get in every single picture at every single family reunion? Well, I have officially met the equivalent in...
THE BUNNY EARS...OF DOOM! Every single shot I took the ears attempted to get in. I think they moved faster than my shutter speed, which was really fast. Really really fast.
There was also a loverly branch that, what with me being short, I was just in the position to perfectly include it in every burst...
These are my Mother's favorite firework. If I could really get here anything for her birthday, it would be this, probably... Lots and lots of these to set off anytime she wants.
This post will be primarily Fireworks shots, though I make no promises.

Yay, a leisurely jaunt through a field of stars...

Whoa, overachievers here... ONE AT A TIME, ONE AT A TIME, PLEASE!
Ah, zi pritty wittle sparks...
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And that is the conclusion of this evenings entertainment. Please come back at a latter date for further updates as to the current health of the bunny ears of doom...

LadyAnne

The Renaissance Festival

A few weeks back, or a lot of weeks back, We went to the Ohio Renaissance Festival with V. and E. Since that time, this poor lonely post has been sitting in my unpublished post bin, gathering Internet dust...
The time has come to pull it off the shelf, dust like mad, and expose it to the blinding light of day. (Wow, I just gave myself a headache.)


Th'ar she blows...
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With flags unfurled and beating in the breath...
The motley crew. Or most of them... (E.G./S.W./A.T./S.T./T.B./J.B.)
Hmmm.... advertising the Festival or hiding from the camera? I leave it for you to decide... (S.T.)
The hosts. ( Aren't they cute?) (V.T./E.A.S.T.)
The seller was yelling, and I quote, "Nothing shows love like beating on a loved one." (T.B./A.T.)
See? See? I can take pictures of you that look FINE! So there! (E.A.S.T.)
I love the patient look in his eyes. It says very clearly "OK, carried the two ton metal man, ran back and forth like an idiot, stood still for all the short people to touch me...now where is my stall?"
He must have been tired...
That's kinda what I look like on Wednesdays.
Rainbow makers. Ooh, pretty...

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With my picture obsession, I am sure you know that this is merely a sampling of the interesting and incredibly odd shots I garnered from that day. So don't be surprised if they continue to pop up from time to time.

But that should give you an inkling.

LadyAnne

Please, don't embrangle the issue...

Some people always bring a smile to my face...even when I want to stab them.

Thanks for that...

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Here is a list of words the Collins English Dictionary want to discard to make room for up to 2,000 new entries.

Abstergent: Cleansing

Agrestic: Rural

Apodeictic: Unquestionably true by virtue of demonstration

Caducity: Perishableness

Caliginosity: Dimness

Compossible: Possible in coexistence with something else

Embrangle: To confuse

Exuviate: To shed

Fatidical: Prophetic

Fubsy: Squat

Griseous: Somewhat grey

Malison: A curse

Mansuetude: Gentleness

Muliebrity: The condition of being a woman

Niddering: Cowardly

Nitid: Bright

Olid: Foul-smelling

Oppugnant: Combative

Periapt: An amulet

Recrement: Refuse

Roborant: Tending to fortify

Skirr: A whirring sound, as of the wings of birds in flight

Vaticinate: Prophesy

Vilipend: To treat with contempt

Personally, I find the issue somewhat Griseous...


LadyAnne

That's a new one....or not

My week so far...
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A.C. Just came up to me with a look of wonder on his face. In a voice drenched in amazement, he proceeded to inform me...

Chen: You know what I just thought of?
Me: No. What?
Chen: When you get married and have children...You'll be MOTHER THERESA!
Me: Thanks, Chen. Glad you told me. Never heard that one before...

This must be Friday. I can't get the hang of Fridays this semester. Things like that always keep happening to me... but mostly on Fridays.

LadyAnne