Am now unhealthily obsessed with photographic works of Keith Carter. How does he do it? Hoooowwwww?? ::launches self off cliff::
Meanwhile, all goes generally well. I’m shocked at how strange it feels to be shooting b&w, despite the fact that black and white has been the majority of what I’ve shot within the last age. I guess Santa Fe is just a “color” city. Wah. Someday soon, I’m going to crack and rebel and shoot nothing but color, color, color and defenestrate* anyone that tries to stop me.
* defenestrate: one of my favourite words, meaning “to hurl out of a window”
Over past 24 hours, have met and befriended two people in high tech fields, including a guy with ties to Lucasfilm and/or Pixar, and a woman that works at Adobe. W00t to the 00t. Also, am quite shocked to see that I am not the youngest person in class, as I had expected. Unsettling. Oh well.
Finished Bridget Jones and am 3/4 finished with sequel. References to Colin Firth in wet t-shirt conjure v. happy memories of watching “Pride and Prejudice” in Anglophilia Club. Mmm. Now aching with every sinew of my body for Friday night, when I–flanked by seven thousand tiny children–will descend as one upon Borders and claw our way to a copy of the fifth Harry Potter. When conversing with Nancy at Borders the other day (before the X2-fest), she informed me that they had received their shipment that day, but all were forbidden a glimpse of what’s between the covers. What willpower!
As I was unable to go into detail about our X2-fest the other day, I suppose I should at least mention the New Word Marcelina and I coined. We’re quite pleased with it.
schnooglebamf.
or if you prefer,
bamfenschnoogle.
This is a word coined to describe the act of Alan Cumming… or Nightcrawler, whatever… giving someone (i.e., us) a big hug and bamfing us away. Whee! The thought makes us very happy, as Alan Cumming quite schnoogleworthy.
Tra-la!
And that’s pretty much it for now.
