I was tagged

1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts. 2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves. 3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. 4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. 5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts. 2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves. 3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. 4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. 5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.


I. I had to look up the word Meme before I started this reply. I'm not certain this would be called a Meme. More likely blogs on the Internet are.. these tidbits of personal information may be evolving into a form of Meme.. but I digress.

II. I like to make things.. sculptures, drawings, whatever. I enjoy combining digital and traditional processes but I really prefer making art without the use of a computer. I learned how to weld a few years ago and have made a steel & paper sculpture, and a table, both of which reside in my living room.

III. I have a sense of humor. I make fun of myself, tease others but at the same time I'm sensitive. Waaa poor me!

IV. I am mechanically inclined and have always wanted to learn how to fix motorcycles. I once found an abandoned motorcycle in the woods and then schemed for days about how to bring it home, and repair it. I still wish I had done it!!

V. I am friendly but only have a few close friends.

VI. I bought a second set of wheels and tires for my mountain bike so I can swap out the road tires for dirt tires. I enjoy tinkering with my bike and have a repair stand.. see #4.

VII. I enjoy reading blogs about art and cooking. I especially enjoy looking at photographs of tasty food and checking out the recipes even though I don't cook much.

VIII. I own one horse who is now 22 years old. I don't know where I would be today if I didn't have my horse. He has been one constant source happiness in my life that I thank God for. With him I have traveled to places I would not normally have gone. We have competed in endurance rides together and have seen the most beautiful countryside. Studying Parelli Natural Horsemanship has changed our relationship in the best way imaginable.




for my new profile pic.

Look here for yummy recipes

I found the Desert Candy blog and discovered a bunch of tasty recipes.


Photo used without permission from desertcandy.blogspot.com -- I hope she doesn't mind. :^)

Hey you sitting at the computer...

Do you own any implements that make marks on paper or canvas? Even that charred stick laying at your feet, where you roasted last night's pigeon in your cave will do.

Visit the website of Mail Me Art and send them something creative. You know it's cool. You know you want to. No lame excuses, like "I can't draw".. If you even dare to think that you can't draw create, then SHAME ON YOU- YOU SHOULD BE MADE TO FEEL GUILTY BY CLICKING HERE.

Here's a little something to get you started.


Painting elephant photo was grabbed here

Oh the nerve

What should I see this afternoon as I pull out onto my street but a brand new orange and black 1200 N! Tell me this.. is fate so cruel and heartless that it would repeatedly place forbidden objects of my desire before me? I think not. Probably the universe heard me thinking about going to the H-D dealership and looking at these bikes in person and decided to save me a trip ( at least for today).
Maybe I should compose a request: Dear Universe, I would still like to have a full color brochure of the 1200 Nightster, so that I can plaster the walls of my bedroom, office and refrigerator with its bad-ass likeness. Thank you.

Continuing on...
If I'd had the opportunity to make a safe U turn I would have done so and followed stalked this lucky WOMAN rider down the road until she got to her destination, then I would have asked a hundred questions about her new hawg, afterwords I would have gotten all sad looking, like those waif children with huge, tear filled eyes you see on cheap velvet paintings. Perhaps she would have taken pity on me and let me sit on her new motorcycle, or offered me a glass of lemon-aid or something. You never know, it could have happened.



Now before I get railed on by friends, family, husband and mother for daydreaming about owning a moto.. because it is apparently suicidally unsafe to ride one -let me just remind all of you that I spent an entire year riding around on this, unbalanced, underpowered, neither bike nor mo-ped contraption called a SOLEX. Yes, a year on a Solex in the South of France. I was 26 years less mature or responsible than I am today, and I was riding through traffic rotaries, in the dark, in the rain on cobblestone streets, during the Mistral, and in good weather. I didn't have a helmet, I didn't have any protective clothing other than a parka and long pants. I'm not even going to go into the other riding events where I wore ridiculously little clothing -not a shred of it protective.

So. Don't. Start.


Solex Photo from Velocruz.com / Harley pic from H.D.