Month: March 2006

I cannot post pictures tonight and it’s very frustrating. Who wants to just read a bunch of content without looking at pretty pictures? I’ve tried turning off my computer and re-booting, I’ve tried simply posting a link to a pictures and I’ve had no luck.

This posting is to simply remind everyone that we need 5 pictures in a day in the life on Friday. There are no restrictions other than we need to keep it clean, but I certainly want everyone to be creative.

UPDATE: It’s the next morning and now I’m able to post pictures. Crazy.

For the next day or two I will be fighting this as the dogs run in and out of the house. Last time it rained I set out a towel by the door to dry off their feet and accidentally left it outside the next day. The following Saturday I spent about 30 minutes cleaning up the remaining shreds of towel. The funny thing is that none of the above pictures are Olive’s paws as she refuses to leave the porch when it rains and she refuses to go to the bathroom if the grass is wet.

Yes, yesterday was a bit much, but work and life is really starting to grind on me (much like the forbidden dance). I know that I really have to relax, but it is very difficult for me. Nevertheless, I will revert back to my lighthearted banter and quasi-interesting links.

I want to give everyone enough notice, but here at puppydogblue we are going to do a day in the life on March 17th. I want everyone to break out their digital cameras and take five pictures, or a day in your life in five photos. I do not want to tell you how or what you should take pictures of, but these pictures do not necessarily have to be of yourself, i.e. no restrictions. If you do not have a blog then send the pictures to me at puppydogblue@gmail account or my private gmail account. So long as you identify yourself, I’ll do a very special post for each one of you that sends in your pictures. If you have your own blog then send me the link by email and I’ll post it here as well.

Great photo essay on The Morning News: “Cities change so quickly their postcards rarely resemble their current faces. Touring Europe and the U.S., French filmmaker Julien Donada restores a gallery of yesteryear’s cards to their original settings.”

Things to put on your sidebar of your blog.

I’m going logo-free this summer, but if you do not plan to do so then here’s Threadless.

So many things to worry about so little time. Work, job, family. It’s enough to drive a man crazy. Nevertheless, we as human beings continue to chug along despite the constant hiccups or bumps in the road. Lots of things to write about, but this isn’t the right forum.

Just sit outside and smell, I think there’s a storm on the horizon.

The grassy knoll.

Random building (I think it’s the Wilson Building)

Old Dallas County Courthouse.

Neat mural.

Reunion Tower.

It doesn’t take much. I took almost all of these pictures on Main Street from my truck as I was driving back to work on Friday. It pays to have your camera with you at all times. It doesn’t take much to create memories.

There is a fine line between writing about what was and what is. Sometimes I think I get lost in trying to recall memories of what was. Good times. Significant and sad moments. To balance that I think it is important to also write about the here and now, the problem of course being what is happening now is not all that exciting or splashy or memorable. There are moments that are fleeting and occasional that we should remember, but so many times these moments are like cars passing you on a highway. You see them, they pass you by and then they are forgettable.

Zoey will often sit in the yard, when we let her out for the evening to do her business, where she will sit, facing the wind and she’ll just smell. Not for a moment, but for however long it takes for her to appreciate what is in the air. I know it’s a cliche to say that we must all stop to smell the roses, and although it is can be insignificant, just stop to smell. Take it in. Relax. Make a moment.

I find that life if about being caught up in the rut. At times, I feel like I am hitting the prime of the rut. Work. Eat. Sleep. I am sure that the reason that I daydream about those past moments is that they always more seem fond than the present, but the reality is that the present is very good and wonderful. The rut is not a bad thing, it is life. It is a mortgage, it is a marriage, it is children, it is parents, it is family. If anything, be in that rut. Never be tired to take a moment, make a moment worth smelling. Take it all in.