My favorite twitter conversation of today. Featuring @kelseylouise

Kelsey and some friends are on the way to Nebraska and saw an interesting semi. This is the conversation that followed.


Kelsey: We just passed a semi carrying hot tubs and a fire engine. #NEroadtrip


Me: It is the "things that have to do with water" semi. You didn't see the boxes of nalgenes or the thousands of tiny balloons.


Kelsey: or that has to do with hot things. Which explains the models. :) 


Me: I assume the models were riding in the hot tubs... #thatisthewaytoroadtrip


Kelsey: Oh most definitely. Except it's terribly cold, windy, and rainy so they didn't look very happy.


Me: That is why they have the hot tub. If I can hottub in -30 degrees they should be able to handle some rain and wind.


Kelsey: Well really I think they were just upset because their hair was getting all messy.


Me: Ahh... That is fair.


 


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I think I lied to the art supply guy...

Yesterday I went to try out Shish Cafe. I had a hot chocolate, the chocolate was a little too dark for my taste but it was still good. I sat for a while watching the people walk by on the sidewalk, taking advantage of the wifi, you know normal coffee shop type things.
When I left I wandered a block over to Wet Paint, an art supply store I had been to once before, years ago. (Wet Paint used to be the only place in all of MN to get Montana Gold spraypaint. Now you can get it at Dick Blick too.) I enjoy browsing art stores, even if I don't need anything or have any project in mind. I made a quick loop around most of the store but got held captive by their journal and notebook section.

I was taking my time in this section, looking for a gem hidden among all the plain boring notebooks. An employee came up to me and asked the question all of us are familiar with "Can I help you find anything today?" I answered what most people answer to that question "No thanks, I'm just browsing." What I was doing would probably be better characterized as window shopping. Did I already have a brand new journal in my bag that I hadn't even used yet? Yes. Would that stop me from buying another notebook if a good one caught my eye? Definitely not. The salesman asked me another queston that I honestly don't exactly remember, it was something about journals. In my head I said “Don't you know 'just browsing' is salesman code for 'leave me alone'” but what I actually said was “I like getting new notebooks almost as much as I like filling them up.” I eventually found a notebook that intrigued me enough to buy, then I had to find a pen to go with it. I have this weird thing where I will only use one pen with each journal. It adds to the character of the journal. I don't know when it started but it's the rule and I have to follow it.

Looking back on may statement it is not true at all. I like the feeling that comes from filling a notebook up completely but really it is not too often that I actually do. Off the top of my head I can only think of two journals I have filled every page of. I couldn't even count how many I have started and moved on from before reaching that final page. Just because I haven't covered every square inch of paper doesn't mean it isn't finished. Each journal is a chapter; some chapters are about more important subjects than others, some are longer, some chapters overlap each other chronologically, but they are all special. I can take the smallest glance at the cover of a journal or the color pen it is written in and tell you when I wrote it and what major events are in it. The plaid cover holds the story of the first time my heart was broken. The journal written in silver sharpie is from my senior year of high school, mostly written when I was supposed to be listening in AP physics. The journal written completely in code I wrote mostly between 3 and 6 A.M. while working as a redshirt at the student center desk.

While I like finishing a journal, I love getting a new notebook, not just another one like all the others, but something new, something different, something special. You get to examine it for the first time, feel the texture of the pages I love seeing the blank pages and wondering and imagining what is going to fill them. It starts with wondering the simple things. What pen should I use with this? Is this book going to be filled with doodles? Am I just going to be using this to write down little notes about things I can't forget? Is this notebook special enough to be an actual journal? Will I actually be able to journal in this one everyday or will I last my regular two weeks and then skip a bunch of days? Then it moves on to the imagining. Where will I be when I finish this journal? What will happen to me along the way and fill its pages? What girl am I going to like that this journal will be the first (and sometimes only) person I tell about her? What new things will I learn? How will I change over the course of this journal?

A new journal is limitless possibilities.

New notebook, new pen.


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My Bag of Crap

Here is what I got in my bag of crap, starting with the most crappy working my way to least crappy.

Aqua Globes


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Maybe I would like these more if I had any plants...

Strawberry Reusable Shopping Bag


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Not really my style but it will probably get used for some weird reason eventually.

Woot Calendar
I think this is a bonus item. A 2011 calendar with different woot shirt designs for each month.

Nishika N8000 3D Camera


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A film camera that takes 3D pictures. You can either send you film to specialty developers and get you pictures developed as a lenticular print or get it developed to a cd and make a wiggle stereoscopic gif. I will probably do the latter. I haven't played with it yet but only because I have to buy some film for the first time in probably almost 10 years.

Overall, they might not be things I would have bought otherwise but I am happy with my bag of crap.

...anyone want some aqua globes?

Whistling has no effect on my ability to type words but greatly decreases my ability to type numbers.