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Sometimes I pick up books from my childhood and start reading them again. Then I remember that I have a scanner, and I spend a good two four hours violating all sorts of copyright laws. I think I crossed the line of fair use with Barbara Cooney's picture book Miss Rumphius -- but I couldn't help it. Every page has some wonderful bit, even if it's just a tiny detail. Related: you may notice that I'm kind of in love with the little house by the sea. I apologize for my enthusiasm on that one, but there frankly wasn't much else to do last night.


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( 13 total + 3 variants )

Additionally, this one's for the Pioneer Valley kids -- Miss Rumphius totally works at Smith's Neilson Library: ( + )

I figure, who doesn't need a sing-along right now?

Doe, a deer, a female deer...

Plus I get to use my icon, joy!

Mm...yes. So the first major section of my thesis is due on Friday, by my self-scheduled deadline of noon (so that I may go on with my day afterwards). I'm working all day tomorrow, and while I successfully wrote two and a half long paragraphs on Tuesday at work...I can't count on that time. I have a lot to say, it doesn't have to be good, I just have to get it on the page...so I can do it. I think.

In the meantime, I spent my dinner break this evening watching Help. Yes, that Help, with the hilarious, totally stoned Beatles running around amidst some awesomely cutting-edge filmmaking. Richard Lester is my hero, and I'm now very excited that I received How I Won The War for Christmas unexpectedly.

A Hard Day's Night is widely recognized as being among the first music videos, and pioneering MTV-style editing, etc. After tonight, I'd have to say that music videos owe even more to Help -- the performance scenes are still frequently just the lads and their instruments, but the editing is incredible and some of the cinematography -- especially on "You're Gonna Lose That Girl," which has subsequently been iconned -- is just so pretty.

Plus Help is easily one of the silliest movies ever made. I...really want to watch it again. But I contented myself with making (simple!) icons instead.



( the crop tool is my best friend )

Right! Now I'm off to remember how much I love to talk about Tom Stoppard. Right? Right! He's English, too!* It all connects!

*Okay, technically he's Czech. But! He's British enough to be made a knight. So that's that.

I'M UPDATING FROM THE AIRPORT, HI!

*ahem* Sorry. I'm a person who's a wee bit less advanced, technologically, than she likes to acknowledge. Wireless internet is still incredibly exciting for me.

All packed and ready to go by midnight last night; 60 pounds of luggage, my backpack, the laptop and I are all headed back to South Hadley today. I can't believe it's that time already, etc. Mom's braving the gas prices and Labor Day traffic to come out this weekend with the rest of my stuff (some linens, and a bunch of gadgetry/supplies for the kitchen) -- she's still feeling guilty about not driving me back, and I'm still sad that I don't get to drive back with her. But we'll survive.

In other news, I spent much of the time I should have been packing making icons. *flexes procrastination muscles* Yep, still got it. I'll share, although none are particularly groundbreaking.

preview:

( so much time wasted, oy )

Woo! Airport!

Having grown bored with my current set of icons (and 'cause I was using that Brel icon so frequently), I decided it was time for a change. While I'm still considering getting someone over at fan_the_vote to make something snazzy, it's way more fun finding images and playing around with PaintShop Pro myself. Whee!



(credit for the "heroine addict" concept goes to the excellent cleolinda--non-Star Wars ones will surface here eventually)