All these international rumors about LJ REVIVAL are vaguely annoying to me because I've been here all the time and it makes me feel permanently out of touch for being so gauche as to have a livejournal in the incredible future year of 2009. I guess that fits my low-fi personality, though. I'm a grizzled old prospector standing on the front porch of my broken down livejournal shack, spitting tobacco and ranting about the new-fangled twitter and tumblr.
This month I am trying to re-read the Series of Unfortunate Events books because I never read the last three books when the series was originally published. It's kind of a queasy time trip because when I started reading the books back in 2002 I was a total emotional and physical wreck. Plus while I was reading The Miserable Mill last night I remembered this insane conversation I had with my mother just as the books were becoming THE BIG THING in children's literature for kids who thought Harry Potter was actually kind of lame.
MOM: I read an article about Lemony Snicket--his real name is Daniel Handler.
ME: Yeah, I know.
MOM: It's a shame he's married. He seems like he would be a good match for you.
ME: IT'S A SHAME HE'S A FAMOUS AUTHOR I HAVE NO CHANCE OF MEETING ANYWAY, YOU MEAN!
This month I am also trying to squeeze the last drops out of fall by going for long walks in the evening. Sometimes I take pictures (I hope LJ-REVIVAL doesn't mean people are going to start bitching you out for not putting images behind an lj-cut again. Remember that?)
For months I was walking past this sign and thought it was for a funeral parlor. Last night I realized it's AN AMAZING BEAUTY SALON SIGN. I wonder if Adleen Gillam would sell it to me?
I feel really pretentious when I take a picture without a goofy doll or action figure in the foreground. But the sky was beautiful that evening.
I'm also trying to do a Halloween picture a day this month since Halloween is one of my favorite holidays but I usually do NOTHING to celebrate it. This one is called "GHOST PHOTOGRAPHY." I was inspired by a beautiful 8mm camera I bought at Saint Vincent DePaul and that one scene with the person under a sheet in Exorcist 3.