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Feb 24

Street Painting Festival 2008

Edit: Cyd has posted a video/slideshow of our work at the festival. Check it out!

Cyd and I took to the streets of Lake Worth again this year, to participate in the annual Street Painting Festival. This is our third year of participation. The space we were given was smaller than spaces we’ve worked with in the past; we attribute this to how late we turned in our participation form (we sent it the day before deadline). You have to choose a 1st, 2nd, 3rd choice, and I’m thinking we got our third choice. But we made it work! We drew a scene from Finding Nemo. We were a total hit with the 12 and under crowd. There was a group of third graders a few squares away, working on their own drawing, that visited us every so often to see our progress. They were quite taken with the Nemo picture, and our working on Bruce’s teeth prompted a conversation between them concerning how many rows of teeth a shark actually has. Two young girls were in disagreement over the number of rows, and one, when conceding the argument (I think) said, Well, I don’t concern myself with sharks. I concern myself with lions. (or something along these lines) At another point, the students returned and said, You’re still working on the teeth? It turned out we’d been working on the teeth for two hours, and hadn’t even realized it.

Here are a few pics:

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Notice the little guy on the left pointing at our art work.

Jan 16

Paul

I do not talk about my cat often enough. I adore him. I adopted him from animal control when he was two. He’s 48 in cat years. He’s named after a Beatle. He comes to me when I call him. He’s dog-like in his manner. If he’s taking too much room in the bed when we’re sleeping, I can push him around like a rag doll until I’m comfortable, and he’ll go right back to sleep in whatever spot I pushed him in. He cries incessantly when he wants something: food, to come in from the porch, to go out to the porch, to come in the bedroom, to be let out of the bedroom, etc. He’s pushy about being near us when we’re eating. If I’m on the couch eating dinner and he’s poking his head into my space, I’ll try to push him away, but he holds his ground and pushes back (what kind of cat pushes back when someone is trying to shoo him away? Most cats I’ve known would bolt). He’s big. He dwarfs our other cat (she gets a fraction of the attention because she’s more traditional in her cat behavior, which is to say she prefers to be left alone). I could put together a book using all the pictures I’ve taken of Paul over the years. I won’t though. I’ll simply put them here from time to time.

Jan 12

Success

I just received an email informing me I’ve won tickets (or a ticket…I’m not sure) to the presidential debates (at least one of them) taking place at our university. I entered a piece in the university-sponsored essay contest and it was selected as one of the 12 finalists. However, the same email informs me I’ll have premium seating at the Comedy Central event this week, in order to make my way to the stage as they announce the contest winners. I’m not so thrilled to hear this news; I’d prefer to get the ticket without any hoopla. However, I don’t think I can make it to the CC event, so I guess it all works out. The important thing is I have my ticket.