Saturday, February 28, 2009
Library User of the Month - March 2009
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Monday, February 23, 2009
and the oscar goes to...
Actor in a leading role: Sean Peann (in Milk).
Actress in a supporting role: Penelope Cruz (in Vicky Cristina Barcelona)
Writing (Original Screenplay): Milk
At the moment I'm a bit stressed (a bit more than a bit) 'cause we make a movie (not a dirty one). One week one film, not as time as it would need so I haven't the time to take new pictures or good posts but after this week I will post twice as much.
Sorry if there many misspelings. I'm too tired.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
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yesterday's and today's satori.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Read & Win!
If you read, you win with the Vera Bracken Library! It is that simple.
When you borrow any item from the library between February 23rd to March 23rd, the Circulation Desk Staff will stamp your Frequent Reader Card. The person with the most stamps by March 23rd wins.
The grand prize will be your choice of any item from Chapters/Indigo up to a value of $50. See the Circulation Desk in the Vera Bracken Library to get your Frequent Reader Card and start reading!
le wonderland in le paradies. just one look and I can hear a bell ring
Tomorrow is my official Basic Shopping Day. And today is strangely my ABBA day. I sing the whole day ABBA songs, why? 'Mamma Mia' had hypnotize me.
pictures by me and le wonderland
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
only one kind of flowers
...Okay, it's only the beginning.
oh violet
violet flower
strong as fragile
alone under 1000 other
depressed between cotton candy
black in a feld of strawberry red kittens
Monday, February 16, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
U L T R A V I O L E T
Why did Milla Jovovich act in so many Action/Comic movies? I have no idea.
Lazy sunday look.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
pride and prejudice
Chapter 1
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a large fortune must be in want of a wife.
However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered the rightful property of someone or other of their daughters.
"My dear Mr. Bennet," said his lady to him one day, "have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?"
Mr. Bennet replied that he had not.
"But it is, returned she; "for Mrs. Long has just been here, and she told me all about it.
Mr. Bennet made no answer.
"Do you not want to know who has taken it?" cried his wife impatiently.
"YOU want to tell me, and I have no objection to hearing it."
This was invitation enough.
"Why, my dear, you must know, Mrs. Long says that Netherfield is taken by a young man of large fortune from the north of England; that he came down on Monday in a chaise and four to see the place, and was so much delighted with it, that he agreed with Mr. Morris immediately; that he is to take possession before Michaelmas, and some of his servants are to be in the house by the end of next week."
"What is his name?"
"Bingley."
"Is he married or single?"
"Oh! Single, my dear, to be sure! A single man of large fortune; four or five thousand a year. What a fine thing for our girls!"
"How so? How can it affect them?"
"My dear Mr. Bennet," replied his wife, "how can you be so tiresome! You must know that I am thinking of his marrying one of them."
"Is that his design in settling here?"
"Design! Nonsense, how can you talk so! But it is very likely that he MAY fall in love with one of them, and therefore you must visit him as soon as he comes."
"I see no occasion for that. You and the girls may go, or you may send them by themselves, which perhaps will be still better, for as you are as handsome as any of them, Mr. Bingley may like you the best of the party."
"My dear, you flatter me. I certainly HAVE had my share of beauty, but I do not pretend to be anything extraordinary now. When a woman has five grown-up daughters, she ought to give over thinking of her own beauty."
"In such cases, a woman has not often much beauty to think of."
"But, my dear, you must indeed go and see Mr. Bingley when he comes into the neighbourhood."
"It is more than I engage for, I assure you."
"But consider your daughters. Only think what an establishment it would be for one of them. Sir William and Lady Lucas are determined to go, merely on that account, for in general, you know, they visit no newcomers. Indeed you must go, for it will be impossible for US to visit him if you do not."
"You are over-scrupulous, surely. I dare say Mr. Bingley will be very glad to see you; and I will send a few lines by you to assure him of my hearty consent to his marrying whichever he chooses of the girls; though I must throw in a good word for my little Lizzy."
"I desire you will do no such thing. Lizzy is not a bit better than the others; and I am sure she is not half so handsome as Jane, nor half so good-humoured as Lydia. But you are always giving HER the preference."
"They have none of them much to recommend them," replied he; "they are all silly and ignorant like other girls; but Lizzy has something more of quickness than her sisters."
"Mr. Bennet, how CAN you abuse your own children in such a way? You take delight in vexing me. You have no compassion for my poor nerves."
"You mistake me, my dear. I have a high respect for your nerves. They are my old friends. I have heard you mention them with consideration these last twenty years at least."
Mr. Bennet was so odd a mixture of quick parts, sarcastic humour, reserve, and caprice, that the experience of three-and- twenty years had been insufficient to make his wife understand his character. HER mind was less difficult to develop. She was a woman of mean understanding, little information, and uncertain temper. When she was discontented, she fancied herself nervous. The business of her life was to get her daughters married; its solace was visiting and news.
Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
Friday, February 13, 2009
friday the 13th | swan lake day
The Swan
Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river?
Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air -
An armful of white blossoms,
A perfect commotion of silk and linen as it leaned
into the bondage of its wings; a snowbank, a bank of lilies,
Biting the air with its black beak?
Did you hear it, fluting and whistling
A shrill dark music - like the rain pelting the trees - like a waterfall
Knifing down the black ledges?
And did you see it, finally, just under the clouds -
A white cross Streaming across the sky, its feet
Like black leaves, its wings Like the stretching light of the river?
And did you feel it, in your heart, how it pertained to everything?
And have you too finally figured out what beauty is for?
And have you changed your life?
wirtten by Mary Oliver
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Early Closure - February 15th
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New Materials Lists Updated - January 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
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Monday, February 9, 2009
another constellation dies. do what you want 'cause it's your own sky just call me when the phone stops ringing thanks for coming by.
This is the land of a thousand crosses
But it seems so few are worth the breath to say
Except I'll be looking after my own world
And you just keep on saving the day
I'll try to stay but it's in vain when you're far
I'm on the run to wherever you are
Sunday, February 8, 2009
no one i think is in my tree, i mean it must be high or low.
*Go to the 4th folder in your computer where you store your pictures
*Pick the 4th picture in that folder
*Explain the picture
*List 5 of your addictions
*Tag 4 people to do the same.
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Also the lovely Johanna tagged me.
Describe your personal style.
I'm who I'm. Back to the real question... Black draped clothes, classy till clean dresses, many layers. All that magical, mystical stuff… I mean there is so much…
What are the staples in your wardrobe? I haven't any staples my wardrobe is a battlefield of art.
What's your signature look?
I would say (whitout my apparel) my blonde hair (sometimes shorter sometimes longer, at the moment shoulder long...) and my blue bambi eyes...
What inspires you? Right now:
I adore the look of so many animals, also my life and all in it inspires me. I love too see the dreamy sites of life. Good art (movies, artworks, music) inspires me too, like Factory Girl, I'm not there, Robert Zimmermann wundert sich über die Liebe, Vicky Christina Barcelona, Bob Dylan, The Beatles, The Cramps, Santogold, the Scissor Sisters, Albrecht Dürer, Julia Zange, Vivienne Westwood, Annemarie Schwarzenbach, Alice Schwazer, Nina Hagen, Courtney Love, Angelina Jolie, Simone Beauvoir, Marlene Dietrich, Audrey Hepburn, Tatum O'Neal, Edie Sedwick, Twiggy, Andy Warhol, Hannah Marshall, Park, Birds, Cats, Bears. Strong women and ofcourse strong men (I mean not that kind of man who think a man must be physical strong. I mean that kind of man who are mental strong who wear bags, tights or fake lashes with proud and the ken he's a man with a bag and fake lashes. haha) My family, nature, the cosmos and the moon.
Who is your fashion muse? Angelina Jolie, Edie Sedgwick, Raven, Cats, Twiggy, Bob Dylan, Andy Warhol, MGMT, Mary-Kate Ashley and Karl. And so many more... But real I haven't any real fashion muses.
Biggest splurge?
My classy BOSS boots and my cuddly GUESS Jeans coat.
What's your beauty routine?
Face: Cream and powder make-up. Hair: a simple hairbrush.
What jewelery do you never take off?
I love it clean. Sometimes leather necklaces with stone medallion or pearls.
What are you wishing for?
Universal peace and that no kind of endangered animals die off.
What are your obsessions? /// art, air, creatures, monsters, birds, cats, anteater, bears and all other animals. The very thought of it to can sew and cut and design my own stuff.
I tag...
Friday, February 6, 2009
the way i walk is just the way i walk
The way I talk is just the way i talk
The way I smile is just the way I smile
Touch me baby, and I'll go home wild!
The wat I love is just the way I love
Come on and be my little turtle dog
Touch me baby, it feels so good
I feel it though I wanna be, I don't know if I should
Dee-oo-bee-oo-bee
Doo-bee-doo-bee-doo-waoh!
AAH! AAH! AAH!
The way you love me got to sour my stile
Oh! Little baby, I would say good-bye
Love me baby, love me right
Love me morning, noon and night
click on the picture ! ! !
" Erick Purkhiser (October 21, 1946 – February 4, 2009), better known as Lux Interior, was an American singer and a founding member of the legendary garage punk band The Cramps.
Born in Stow, Ohio, he grew up in the Akron area with a brother, Mike Purkhiser. He met his wife Kristy Wallace, better known as Poison Ivy, in Sacramento in 1972 allegedly while she was hitchhiking. The couple founded the band and moved from California to Ohio in 1973 and then to New York in 1975 where they became part of the flourishing punk scene.
Interior's name came "from an old car commercial" while his wife's name change was inspired by "a vision she received in a dream". The couple called their musical style psychobilly, originally claiming it to have been inspired by a Johnny Cash song, and later saying that they just using the phrase as "carny terms to drum up business."
Purkhiser died at 4:30am on February 4, 2009, in Glendale, California of a pre-existing heart condition. "
RIP
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Student Study Break/Family Day Hours - 16-20 February
- Monday, February 16th - Closed for Family Day
Monday, February 2, 2009
Library Users of the Month - February 2009; Valentine's Day Edition
You can read a statement by them by clicking here.
street style of the week #3 cosmos fur
I need to sew my own fur creation. Tomorrow I will buy some faux fur.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
L O L I T A
Lo ou bien Lola
Du pareil au même
Moi je m'appelle Lolita
Quand je rêve aux loups
C'est Lola qui saigne
Quand fourche ma langue,
j'ai là un fou rire aussi fou
Qu'un phénomène Je m'appelle Lolita
Lo de vie, lo aux amours diluviennes
Moi je m'appelle Lolita
Collégienne aux bas
Bleus de méthylène
Moi je m'appelle Lolita
Coléreuse et pas
Mi-coton, mi-laine
Motus et bouche qui n'dis pas
À maman que je suis un phénomène
Je m'appelle Lolita
Lo de vie, lo aux amours diluviennes
Repeat Refrain
C'est pas ma faute
Et quand je donne ma langue aux chats
Je vois les autres
Tout prêts à se jeter sur moi
C'est pas ma faute à moi
Si j'entends tout autour de moi
Hello, helli, t'es A (L.O.L.I.T.A.)
Moi Lolita
First picture made by me, the rest is unknown.
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