You were relaxed and are quite pretty, and I thought I read your trip was to Santa Fe, but it is San Jose. The Santa Fe area is more scenic, a very distinct and unique place, but maybe you've already been there.
I like the yellow. I was thinking of a painting a small room in my house a similar color (named "Yolk" on the paint chip.) Now that I've seen the intense yellow on your walls in this vlog, I know I'll like it.
Who knew that there were home improvement lessons to be garnered by watching vlogs?
Anyone else hearing the below stanza from this Young MC song, in their head right now? You're on a mission and you're wishin' someone could cure you're lonely condition You're lookin for love in all the wrong places Not fine girls just ugly faces From frustration first inclination Is to become a monk and leave the situation But every dark tunnel has a lighter hope So don't hang yourself with a celibate rope New movie's showin... so you're goin Could care less about the five you're blowin Theatre gets dark just to start the show When you spot a fine woman sittin in the front row She's dressed in yellow, she says "Hello, Come sit next to me you fine fellow" You run over there without a second to loose And what comes next, hey bust a move
(the only relevant passage is the girl in yellow line, but I really like the whole bit, so I overquoted)
(and the yellow tanktop + ponytail are a bit girlish, even when on a law prof, vlogging from her university office)
Enjoy your trip, sounds like fun
(warning extended and convoluted hypothetical question ahead)
If your current self travelled back to your 35 years ago self and told her she'd be driving across the desert, with Bob Dylan providing the playlists through his satellite based music channel, and that your main consideration would be hotels with high-speed internet, what kind of drugs do you think your 1971 self would have thought your 2006 self were on?
"I don't want to be out there without the Internet." Even though I don't have a laptop and therefore, can't take advantage of Internet access out there on Route 50 or anywhere else, I can identify with this statement. And it makes me wonder, "How pathetic are we that we have to have access to the Internet?"
I mean, we don't say things like, "When I'm on my trip I must have access to ESPN, HBO, or C-Span," do we?" Or, "I must have access to the reference library"?
Even if we thought stuff like that, we wouldn't say them, would we?
We're dealing with powerful addictions here, I suspect.
So, repeat after me: "My name is Ann and I'm a webaholic."
(But really, Ann, I don't have a problem here. I could quit any time I wanted. Any time. Gotta run. I want to read what's in WaPo.)
Has anyone else noticed that highway rest areas now offer internet access? Maybe I'm late in seeing this, but I was on a short road trip this weekend, and though I didn't stop to give it a try, found it mighty interesting.
Word Identification: mjdmm- a sensation experienced by prelaw students
I'm in Madison too, and I'm still waiting for that cold front to come in, and cool things off! Anyway if you get stuck in Utah/Nevada again stay at the Nevada Crossing in Wendover Nevada. Wendover is right on the Nevada/Utah border in that wonderful salt flat desert you were talking about. There are two sides to Wendover on both sides of the State line, and it has been compared to East/West Berlin(on a much smaller scale of course), and it is a more impressive site to see at night. Also in Nevada watch out for the signs that say "Prison Area. NO Hitchhiking!" Have a great trip!
I don't feel that way about your yellow, Ann, it's just that I always think of that work when I see yellow rooms.
Your yellow is like Chrome yellow, a paint color invented in the early 19th century, the favorite yellow of Vincent Van Gogh but sadly not a very stable pigment (most of the yellows in his paintings were once much brighter).
"When you are sitting and communicating in the virtual world nobody sees you." Rosen said. "Tons of research shows that when you are not visible you feel more inclined to say things that you would never say face to face."---CNN 'Your Digital World', July 18
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I like the ponytail. I think it is always a good look - for women.
You were relaxed and are quite pretty, and I thought I read your trip was to Santa Fe, but it is San Jose. The Santa Fe area is more scenic, a very distinct and unique place, but maybe you've already been there.
My office isn't that yellow, but it is certainly a very vivid shade of red.
I like the yellow. I was thinking of a painting a small room in my house a similar color (named "Yolk" on the paint chip.) Now that I've seen the intense yellow on your walls in this vlog, I know I'll like it.
Who knew that there were home improvement lessons to be garnered by watching vlogs?
A different hairdo and different makeup, adds variety.
I want to see the front strands "feathered" ala Farrah Fawcett.
www.featheredback.com
Peace, Maxine
I haven't seen that much yellow (maize) since I went to my cousin's wedding in that hippie retreat known as Ann Arbor.
My office is yellow, but it's blechky institutional yellow. Not hippie-up-with-people yellow like yours.
Freeman: If you paint that room Yolk, I guarantee someone will say, "Yolk? Don't you mean Yuck?"
LOL It's especially funny because I can guess exactly who would be the first person to say that to me.
Whoa!... That is yellow, isn't it!
I tawt I taw a puddytat! :)
Ok, old joke, I know...
Ann, love the new look. All your new pictures really seem to show your happiness!
Anyone else hearing the below stanza from this Young MC song, in their head right now?
You're on a mission and you're wishin'
someone could cure you're lonely condition
You're lookin for love in all the wrong places
Not fine girls just ugly faces
From frustration first inclination
Is to become a monk and leave the situation
But every dark tunnel has a lighter hope
So don't hang yourself with a celibate rope
New movie's showin... so you're goin
Could care less about the five you're blowin
Theatre gets dark just to start the show
When you spot a fine woman sittin in the front row
She's dressed in yellow, she says "Hello,
Come sit next to me you fine fellow"
You run over there without a second to loose
And what comes next, hey bust a move
(the only relevant passage is the girl in yellow line, but I really like the whole bit, so I overquoted)
(and the yellow tanktop + ponytail are a bit girlish, even when on a law prof, vlogging from her university office)
Enjoy your trip, sounds like fun
(warning extended and convoluted hypothetical question ahead)
If your current self travelled back to your 35 years ago self and told her she'd be driving across the desert, with Bob Dylan providing the playlists through his satellite based music channel, and that your main consideration would be hotels with high-speed internet, what kind of drugs do you think your 1971 self would have thought your 2006 self were on?
Ann,
Why not some of the excellent "trip maker" software packages? And a gps?
Mustard tending toward gold is a great color. Bold, happy, and great for most art.
"I don't want to be out there without the Internet." Even though I don't have a laptop and therefore, can't take advantage of Internet access out there on Route 50 or anywhere else, I can identify with this statement. And it makes me wonder, "How pathetic are we that we have to have access to the Internet?"
I mean, we don't say things like, "When I'm on my trip I must have access to ESPN, HBO, or C-Span," do we?" Or, "I must have access to the reference library"?
Even if we thought stuff like that, we wouldn't say them, would we?
We're dealing with powerful addictions here, I suspect.
So, repeat after me: "My name is Ann and I'm a webaholic."
(But really, Ann, I don't have a problem here. I could quit any time I wanted. Any time. Gotta run. I want to read what's in WaPo.)
Has anyone else noticed that highway rest areas now offer internet access? Maybe I'm late in seeing this, but I was on a short road trip this weekend, and though I didn't stop to give it a try, found it mighty interesting.
Word Identification:
mjdmm- a sensation experienced by prelaw students
Wait, wait... did you drink Folgers this morning?
I'm in Madison too, and I'm still waiting for that cold front to come in, and cool things off! Anyway if you get stuck in Utah/Nevada again stay at the Nevada Crossing in Wendover Nevada. Wendover is right on the Nevada/Utah border in that wonderful salt flat desert you were talking about. There are two sides to Wendover on both sides of the State line, and it has been compared to East/West Berlin(on a much smaller scale of course), and it is a more impressive site to see at night. Also in Nevada watch out for the signs that say "Prison Area. NO Hitchhiking!"
Have a great trip!
"It is the strangest yellow, that wall-paper! It makes me think of all the yellow things I ever saw -- not beautiful ones like buttercups, but old foul, bad yellow things."
I don't feel that way about your yellow, Ann, it's just that I always think of that work when I see yellow rooms.
Your yellow is like Chrome yellow, a paint color invented in the early 19th century, the favorite yellow of Vincent Van Gogh but sadly not a very stable pigment (most of the yellows in his paintings were once much brighter).
"When you are sitting and communicating in the virtual world nobody sees you." Rosen said. "Tons of research shows that when you are not visible you feel more inclined to say things that you would never say face to face."---CNN 'Your Digital World', July 18
Therefore, I'm assuming Ann's increased visibility thru Vlogs ....will lessen her candidness.
According to the article: invisiblity increases explicitness.
So from here on, everytime Ann does a VLog, we'll wonder what she's holding back!
Peace, Maxine
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