Well, I learned two important lessons about driving this weekend. One: I will never again visit the local state park after dark. I drove out there last night for a stargazing event. The astronomy society set up several huuuuge telescopes (some of them were taller than me) and pointed out different things in the night sky. I saw the dumbbell nebula ( Read more... )

Can you believe that I've never photographed one of the oldest cemeteries in town, even though it's within bike-riding distance? Yeah, I couldn't believe it either, so today I finally hopped on my bike and corrected that. The cemetery is very well-kept for its age, and I was able to do some research for Find a Grave and even fulfill some photo ( Read more... )

I recently provoked a jaw-drop out of one of my cowokers just by saying "what the hell." She stared at me and said, "Rebecca, that's the closest I've ever come to hearing you curse." So apparently the people I work with don't know me at all. One of them thought I was a Mormon, and now another one thinks I never curse. Ha, they couldn't be further ( Read more... )

Guess where Rebecca was this morning? She was eating breakfast with the most beautiful French-speaking Belgian family! It was one of the highlights of our little trip to Natchitoches. Sara, Mom, and I left yesterday afternoon - and the highlight of the drive was that Rebecca got carsick and puked! - and that evening we walked along the river and ( Read more... )

My sleeping schedule has been so messed-up lately that I think it might have gone around the clock back to normal. I took a nap yesterday afternoon after I got home from work (think I had a dream about NCIS) and woke up again around seven to go to the movies with Sara and Adam. We saw Paranormal Activity 2, and it was better than the first one - a ( Read more... )

In Catholicism, St. Anthony is the patron saint of lost items. St. Jude, however, is the patron saint of lost causes, which is fitting because Jude can take a sad song and make it better. (Proof that I know as much about about religilous stuff as certain people who keep bringing up that time I asked my theology teacher what the "Book of P-Salms" ( Read more... )

I managed to get to the cemetery on Memorial Day, and the Avenue of Flags was a sight to behold. (Lucky for everyone that the thunderstorm didn't come till later that evening.) Picture as many American flags as you've ever seen in one place, then imagine even more. It was hot and bright -- and I'd lost my sunglasses; just broke down yesterday and ( Read more... )

Well, Adam and I drove to Houston on Wednesday, and I finally found Roger's grave! The cemetery where he's buried is massive: over 45,000 graves! But it's very organized, divided into sections with each plot labeled and numbered, so finding his grave wasn't hard at all. I took some pictures and wanted to stay longer, like I usually do in cemeteries ( Read more... )

I took a nap yesterday after the meeting, and damn, for some reason, taking naps in the middle of the day gives me the freakiest-ass dreams.

The closest cemetery to our apartment is very small and very old. The graves there date back to the 1860's, and I doubt if there are any more recent than the 1920's. But unlike other old cemeteries in the city ( Read more... )

This afternoon I went to the library and came home with a huge armful of books, more than I'm actually going to read, I'm sure. I haven't been reading as much lately, probably because the weather's so much nicer and I haven't been stuck inside. No, not because I've been wasting all my time on YouTube. Of course not. There was a booksale at the ( Read more... )