Moving Along...

...things have been pretty busy around here, all Real Life and so forth, so I haven't been posting as much as I'd like.

Also, you may have noticed the new home. Same address, just a different blog provider. I decided that WordPress is great, but limiting for me as a non-hacker-type. The customizations I want to make are just easier with Blogger and I'm also in the process of Googlizing everything I do online, so this certainly will fit in better with that.

Look for more of all the things you come here for in the next few days!

♥

The Impossible Cool.

If you aren't looking at this tumblr blog regularly, you really need to get started now and catch up...because I lack the words to properly express how fantastic it is.
The name says it all:
The Impossible Cool.

Emily Post Your Mail.

(reprint from Reader's Digest, October, 1935)
There are hundreds of notes a year which each of us ought to write; but with materials never at hand in our odd, unoccupied minutes, the letters written in thought never take visible form.
Borrowing an idea from the chit in India (those thin, stamped and ready-to-send sheets of paper) I made a chit package for myself.  I put a sheet of very thin air mail paper (blue, since white shows through) in each of six envelopes, and a three-cent stamp on each. I folded each paper-filled envelope in half, cut a piece of blotting paper to fit like a book cover, snapped an elastic band around--and it all goes into the mirror pocket of my smallest bag, ready as a handkerchief to take anywhere. I carry, of course, a fountain pen.
The result has been amazing! notes by the score have been written, even here in the country--while waiting for a boat to arrive, for the mail to be sorted, or while sitting on the beach. Similarly, a friend of mine has written almost 100 notes in the minutes of sitting at her hotel table waiting for her food.
The idea is not so much saving time, but widening the scope of your messages that would otherwise never be sent--to give to those we like a few of those empty minutes we all throw away.

--Emily Post in This Week Herald Tribune

Star.

We are bits of stellar matter that got cold by accident, bits of a star gone wrong.
- Sir Arthur Eddington

I think this is supposed to be sort of sarcastic and not very flattering, but I think it's kind of cool...after all, isn't this better than just hanging around in outer space?

Start.

Rather than take a whole day to set up a whole lot of links and other fancy sidebar gadgets, I'll be taking a more organic approach to the thing-setting them up as they're needed or I'm inspired to do so.

For now, there are few bells and whistles here, other than my scintillating word-smithing and seemingly endless collection of ironic Retro images.

I prefer to start off Fresh.

Committed.

Now it's in writing: I will write every day.

Well, to be fair, I will update every day. Even if it's just a lovely photo inspiration type thing, or something, but I will put something here every day.

This has become something so important to me, for so many reasons.

Join me, won't you?