COMMENT-GG Post

I know I'm going in the right direction when I get a reaction from a reader... LOL!

P.S. I am so tired of idiots who use U and UR instead of taking the time to spell it out. Comment as you would like... but please attempt to do it intelligently!

Anonymous said...

duh. u think ur gossip girl? stop copying it. u don't have originality and that means you don't have a talent.

August 09, 2008 4:07 AM

Gypsy In My Soul said...

Hey dumbass... this duplicating of style is meant to be satirical... If you were intelligent you would understand that.

BIRTH OF A NEWIN

The first Newin grandchild came into the world at 7:50am a week ago. My brother Mike, is now the proud father of a 7lb baby bundle. Which will eventually make him the anxious father of a teenage girl and the worrisome father of a twenty-something woman... and so on. But I'll not flash too far ahead and let him enjoy this moment of pure newborn bliss.

This little girl is all cotton candy and rainbows, everything that one would expect from a delicious newborn. Fortunate smiled upon her, as she came out healthy, beautiful, cuddly... (Stark reality: not all babies are cute... some look like old men and never really progress from there) ...photogenic and camera ready. The first picture I ever took of her she already smiling.

Keira Mai Anh is my kind of girl... Intelligent: born on a Sunday morning, ensuring all principle players in her life will witness her first few hours on earth. Considerate: born on a Sunday morning, ensuring all principle players in her life are available for her first few hours on earth. A Starlet: born on a Sunday morning, ensuring all principle players in her life will document her first few hours on earth.

A wonderful addition to the Newin dynasty!

REALITY?! TV

Since I've been one month jobless, I've become a TV whore. Specifically reality (I use this term very lightly) TV: Dancing with the Stars, Big Brother, America's Next Top Model, The Hills,The Bachelor...

In every scene, with every interaction and with every reaction I find myself questioning the legitimacy of the "narrative".

I know first hand and I am aware second hand the effects editing has on manipulating a show/story's outcome. Frequently, facts, truths and reality lay abandoned on the cutting room floor in exchange for glamourous, amourous and outrageous results.

I say this, with my mind on and in anticipation of, an old friend's participation in a new reality show. I know she's chosen her words carefully and monitored her reactions conscientiously, but as I understand television requires a story and every story requires a cast of characters. I wonder how her "character" will play out on TV.

FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS

My youngest brother and I enrolled in an all day silk screening workshop. I am very excited for the lesson. Here is one of the silk screen prints I've been working on.


If you see me wearing this t-shirt, please, for your own safety, follow the instructions.

EMOTIONAL ROLLERCOASTER

I’ve been working in my home office for the better part of the day and my mind is on overdrive.

Frequently, to clear my head I allow my brain a recess. Window staring is a favourite pastime of mine to clear an active mind. Fortunately, I am blessed with a bucolic view immediately across the street. Ironically, towards the left end of the serene forested field lies a large amusement park. Hideous.

Over the winter season this park has erected a new ride. Protruding from the landscape (adding to the hideousness) is a monstrosity with neon yellow tracks called the Behemoth. I hate this eye soar. I curse its existence every time I briefly gaze upon it.

However, today, I cannot tear my eyes away from the rise and fall of the coaster cars. I’ve seen this ride do at least fifty rotations on its tracks today. It’s mesmerizing. Watching it drop from its highest peak I am reminded of the sensation 'fear-excitement', a feeling that’s been absent from my rolodex of emotional recall for a long time.

I go through all the routine emotions I believe are required for a healthy and stable psyche… but I can’t remember the evocation of ‘fear-excitement’ as a routinely required emotion in my daily life.

This makes me wonder about the state of my emotional well-being. Should I be actively looking to bring about this emotion? Will I eventually become numb with the lost of this feeling? Is this why people turn to drugs or extreme sports or using drugs while participating in extreme sports?

I’m not really the sporty type (I’m petite and fragile) and I am too vain to start using drugs (accelerated aging, loss of teeth, destruction of body and all).

So what’s a girl to do? Ride the Behemoth? Did I mention rollercoasters are my sworn enemy? Help.