~-~-~-~ My Life In Pictures -~-~-~-~
He's Meowing, not biting.
It's a dinosaur, that demonstrates the effect of weight/counter-weight. Cool.
~~~~~Now it is true, and I’ll admit it, that it is an attractive option. The problem is I am not even convinced it is an option for me, right now or ever. As a matter of fact, none of the options around me are viable in any large capacity, at least that I can see or in the near future. So with the non-options around me, am I missing an option lurking right on the edge of my perception? Is there one standing there, lonely and looking in my direction, that my current situation is drowning out with its clamor? Lately the choices in my life are haunting me with their very variety. What will you do? Which will you choose? Which direction will you take and what path will you send your feet down, though lonely or thronged with crowds? I’m in a mood. It is dangerous in that if the options were alive and observant, they could and would take advantage of the fact and seize control of a life that is drifting, and anchored to so few things. Though the strength of my anchors is unsurpassable, it is my connecting lines that would worry me. My God and my family are strong, but how strong am I? At what point do you make the choice, though not sure of the wisdom thereof, and merely continue on with the chosen path, no matter the resulting chaos? Or does wisdom lie in inaction? Not making the choice, when all options appeal, and therefore none are clearly the best choice. Or is there a choice made when you make no choice? Is there any wisdom in just sitting quietly and allowing one’s-self to absorb the possibilities? Or can that perchance become escapism? An avoidance technique perfected? And how enduring are the choices and opportunities going to be? Eventually will there not be a time when the doors close and the opportunities fade into oblivion from inattention? Situations change and people move away as time trundles on its way. When is waiting no longer the wisest choice in the short time span of a life? A life spent waiting soon becomes a life un-lived. A life wasted. Are we wasting our lives in inaction?
I have just wasted a lot of time typing about it to avoid the doing and choosing. I just spent a lot of time worrying about “I.” I even typed it a lot of times. Introspection is another term for selfishness…
LadyAnne
I've never really thought clearly (or to much extent) about it, but being here in the land of Perpetual Precipitation serves to increase the time spent on thinking of rain/snow/weather, so light should have dawned by now. Well, I had an epiphany in class this morning. Dr.B Sr was talking about the passage in Psalms where it says, "purge me with hyssop and cleanse me whiter then snow." and the premise is that snow is rain and rain is moisture wrapped around a dust particle of some time, and therefore snow is not completely white, but has a core of grime as it's basis...David was speaking not of salvation but of spiritual cleansing of the core of self-centered-ness in himself. Cool imagery, but not my epiphany. It just hit me like a flash that one of the reasons it rains (snows, etc.) a lot up here is the higher level of molecules in the air. Denser air, more pollution, etc. Now, L1 is the physicist in the family, but every now and then I tend to enjoy it as well. Just as long as he or some other smarter person isn't around to correct my misconceptions and errors. Please, no comments.
she finally seated us at a two person, (wide-ish) window table. Placing leather covered, (though somewhat dirty,) menus and an extensive wine list on the table, 
she left us to enjoy the view. And what a view. Night, right across the river from downtown Cincy, with all the lights ablaze and post rush hour traffic making a picturesque blur across the bridges.
Reflection on the water, with a low, light cloud covering bouncing back the light pollution to create a "day lit" night. Slow revolutions bring to view the traditional Cincinnati skyline, the new groundbreaking and unusual buildings Ky has chosen to allow in its own unique style, the shimmering lights of houses on the seven hills surrounding the Cincy valley, the obnoxious glare of sports bars and gambling spots, the seldom appreciated order of cars on a freeway. 
After a few minutes of examining and discussing the interesting menu options, we told the waitress, (who was somewhat disgusted) that we merely wanted dessert. Our thought process was to split the cost and dish, and in this way not send ourselves to the poorhouse. We spent way too long laughing and mocking the odd, fancy treats available for, get this, seven dollars each. We finally decided the only thing we could bring ourselves to spend that much on was the Creme Brulee, the other options being merely fancy kinds of cake. Plus we had neither one of us had it and wanted to be able to say we had. A LONG time later it came to the table, suitably impressive. 
We were satisfied. I would pronounce it a very successful dessert. After ingesting that much sugar and reasonably sure the coffee would be complementary at a high price restaurant, we decided to get a couple of cups to extend our sitting time and bring us back from the carbohydrate induced coma we were exhibiting. "Sure, I'll just add it to this check." Oh, man. 
Cut to- a considerable time later and two fancy(if tiny) porcelain cups placed on our table. Cool, sure, fine, whatever...What do you mean two fifty a cup? OK, it's alright, I won't say anything. "Sure cream and sugar would be great, thank you." 
then we went out side to get pics from the bottom. But it was too dark. Ignoring the suggestions to take a picture of the bellboys and valets standing around the door, I attempted but they didn't come out very good at all....
Too dark. (I think I said that)
So then in the midst of leaving there, my driver became shockingly appalled that I had never been to Newport on the Levee and insisted we make a trip. I am such a nice person, I agreed...to make sure she didn't cry......
This is from the riverfront. I am very proud of this picture. 
Beautiful!...
The Christmas decor was already all up in the square...
Then into Barnes and Noble...
to fritter a few hours on silly stuff like this...
And this...
A tree...
A lamp...
A stairs...
A close-up...
I was so glad that we went, now if only I could write a paper...naw, UN-necessary.
