Worms
I started my day looking for worms.
That’s what momma robins do, I suppose. This morning I enlisted the assistance of my beau. We were moving stuff around in the yard, and some vinyl siding was picked up, and as I stepped forward, he stepped back and the siding went right into my eye. I am a wimp; it hurt. But ice and Advil and a whole lot of good luck prevented things from being any worse. I did pronounce penance on my beau…he had to go get milk & sugar for my coffee, a Sunday paper, for when my eyes got better, and worms for the baby robin. Of course, worms; doesn’t everyone have worms at the corner store? Well, we do, but the worms were a bit more costly than I thought, $2.29 a dozen. I have a feeling that is why the bird was on it’s own. It has been hard to find any in the yard, so she decided to feed herself and let him fend for himself. He still won’t pick them up by himself, so he is feasting on one the night-crawlers (BIG worms) per hour, along with a cat food/banana/grainy bread mix. He has spent most of the day in the bathroom on branches and the window, and as I type this entry, he is in the bedroom looking out a different window. I took a picture of him and put it in the collage.
After I got the swelling down on my face, I started my collage. For some reason, after I placed pieces of five cartoons on the page, I underlined it with a red line. About an hour later, when I got back around to the Red & Rover cartoon
(http://www.comics.com/wash/redandrover/archive/images/redandrover2006070149562.gif)
I saw there was a red line of thought there as well as in the Non Sequitur toon
(http://images.ucomics.com/comics/nq/2006/nq060702.gif).
All things are relative one way or another, aren’t they…just up to us to notice how they connect. Take the text from one strip that reads, “Is this something you can handle?” and the next toon in my collage is that of a man’s back pocket with spoons sticking out, some you see the handle, some the…hey, what do you call that part of the spoon, the bowl of the spoon, the scoop of the spoon, the cup of it, what? So I look it up.
The first thing that catches my eye is the point…that being where I left off ion the collage, so naturally when I see “the spoon is a familiar object, perhaps even intimate. it is often our first tool, ... with a point or points. either of the component parts of a spoon, ...” So I hit the link:
http://www.links.net/vita/swat/course/every/final/spoon.html
I do run across strange things sometimes. And because it showed up on the search page and I was in the mood, another link:
http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/George-Grall/A-close-view-of-tiny-poison-dart-frog-Rana-species-held-in-a-plastic-spoon-Print-C11691675.jpeg
Poison dart frog in a spoon. OK. While I was at the art site, I looked at some Joan Miro (Spanish artist) prints. A.D.D. But I don’t mind. I go with the flow of things. While I was looking, I came across The Red Sun
(http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Joan-Miro/The-Red-Sun-Print-I10020352.jpeg)
and thought back to the Story of Superman (about 11 AM) on A & E today, when they said they used the name The Red Sun, to cover up that they were making Superman Returns. After I write the sentence just written, I am continuing on the art site and see another poster with the same title
(http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Joan-Miro/Red-Sun-Print-I12046805.jpeg)
Interesting. I consider that for a moment, and back to writing. The TV is on, my beau has it on Myth-Busters; the guys put a penny on some train tracks and flattened it. They decide that a penny cannot derail a train unless it is in the conductor’s eye. I found a penny in my bed right after I saw the cartoon with the character finding a penny. All day he had bad luck, but considered himself lucky when he found that. I just consider it a connection, a brand new 2006 shiny, didn't-see-a-single-fingerprint-on-it penny found after I was injured this morning.
Another print catches my eye:
http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Joan-Miro/Paysage-1976-Serigraph-C10290992.jpeg
Simple.
The bird awakens from his nap on the window, and I figure it is time to go outside a while. Maybe I can find some worms.
That’s what momma robins do, I suppose. This morning I enlisted the assistance of my beau. We were moving stuff around in the yard, and some vinyl siding was picked up, and as I stepped forward, he stepped back and the siding went right into my eye. I am a wimp; it hurt. But ice and Advil and a whole lot of good luck prevented things from being any worse. I did pronounce penance on my beau…he had to go get milk & sugar for my coffee, a Sunday paper, for when my eyes got better, and worms for the baby robin. Of course, worms; doesn’t everyone have worms at the corner store? Well, we do, but the worms were a bit more costly than I thought, $2.29 a dozen. I have a feeling that is why the bird was on it’s own. It has been hard to find any in the yard, so she decided to feed herself and let him fend for himself. He still won’t pick them up by himself, so he is feasting on one the night-crawlers (BIG worms) per hour, along with a cat food/banana/grainy bread mix. He has spent most of the day in the bathroom on branches and the window, and as I type this entry, he is in the bedroom looking out a different window. I took a picture of him and put it in the collage.
After I got the swelling down on my face, I started my collage. For some reason, after I placed pieces of five cartoons on the page, I underlined it with a red line. About an hour later, when I got back around to the Red & Rover cartoon
(http://www.comics.com/wash/redandrover/archive/images/redandrover2006070149562.gif)
I saw there was a red line of thought there as well as in the Non Sequitur toon
(http://images.ucomics.com/comics/nq/2006/nq060702.gif).
All things are relative one way or another, aren’t they…just up to us to notice how they connect. Take the text from one strip that reads, “Is this something you can handle?” and the next toon in my collage is that of a man’s back pocket with spoons sticking out, some you see the handle, some the…hey, what do you call that part of the spoon, the bowl of the spoon, the scoop of the spoon, the cup of it, what? So I look it up.
The first thing that catches my eye is the point…that being where I left off ion the collage, so naturally when I see “the spoon is a familiar object, perhaps even intimate. it is often our first tool, ... with a point or points. either of the component parts of a spoon, ...” So I hit the link:
http://www.links.net/vita/swat/course/every/final/spoon.html
I do run across strange things sometimes. And because it showed up on the search page and I was in the mood, another link:
http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/George-Grall/A-close-view-of-tiny-poison-dart-frog-Rana-species-held-in-a-plastic-spoon-Print-C11691675.jpeg
Poison dart frog in a spoon. OK. While I was at the art site, I looked at some Joan Miro (Spanish artist) prints. A.D.D. But I don’t mind. I go with the flow of things. While I was looking, I came across The Red Sun
(http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Joan-Miro/The-Red-Sun-Print-I10020352.jpeg)
and thought back to the Story of Superman (about 11 AM) on A & E today, when they said they used the name The Red Sun, to cover up that they were making Superman Returns. After I write the sentence just written, I am continuing on the art site and see another poster with the same title
(http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Joan-Miro/Red-Sun-Print-I12046805.jpeg)
Interesting. I consider that for a moment, and back to writing. The TV is on, my beau has it on Myth-Busters; the guys put a penny on some train tracks and flattened it. They decide that a penny cannot derail a train unless it is in the conductor’s eye. I found a penny in my bed right after I saw the cartoon with the character finding a penny. All day he had bad luck, but considered himself lucky when he found that. I just consider it a connection, a brand new 2006 shiny, didn't-see-a-single-fingerprint-on-it penny found after I was injured this morning.
Another print catches my eye:
http://artfiles.art.com/images/-/Joan-Miro/Paysage-1976-Serigraph-C10290992.jpeg
Simple.
The bird awakens from his nap on the window, and I figure it is time to go outside a while. Maybe I can find some worms.
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