Because she still loves me and I love her

While watching “Twilight”, Nooney was busy trying not to quote the dialogue of her 12th viewing line-by-line.  Yes, that was a one followed by a two, 12.  She is also a notorious talker/spoiler of movies.  It usually begins with her saying something that happens a few minutes later in the film, like telling the future of the film, including: quoting a character before he/she/it ever says the line (pre-quoting, maybe?), telling us to “watch ’cause something’s really important is about to happen (it could actually be 30 minutes later when it does), or even leaking a surprise plot twist; she’s an equal opportunity movie-ruiner.  Normally I have no clue what she’s talking about, since whatever was said doesn’t make sense until it starts to vaguely resemble what is happening on screen.  By that time it’s already too late.  To avoid all of the possibilites listed above, she was put on “mute” for the next 120 minutes before I ever “play”.  Yeah, I’m that person, the one who puts on subtitles even when alone just in case I don’t hear something clearly.

Perhaps to keep herself focused on something other than her urge to quote every-single-line, she busied herself with drawing names and coloring.

After the movie she handed me two sheets of paper:

Then she asked, “Juicy, are you gonna put these on your computer?”

Knowing that she was asking me to put them on the site, I said, “Yes, Nooney.  I will scan and post them later.”

“Okay, cool!!”  She smiled and skipped away.

Ah, eleven-year-olds.

On the Glass Wall

For those of you not into museums or exploring what your city, town, or even backyard have to offer, then I encourage you to venture out a little and explore a new place.  See what there is to be seen.  It’s worth it.

Promise.

Both the video and the pictures were taken at the Cockrell Butterfly Center or Brown Hall of Entomology in the Houston Museum of Natural Science.

Taking a break for a “fren”

I’m a firm believer in dreams.  Professional photography may not be his dream but, based on our picture talks, is at the very least a cherished passion.

The Malaysian recently entered a photo for a contest based on shots involving graduates.  Because I know what it feels like to have people believe in something you love, I offered to put up his entry on my site.  He takes the time to read my posts, as long as they’re within a couple hundred words, so I wanted to help him out.  Plus, it’s a welcomed upper from writing about all the downers lately.

If you would like to help out my fren, please vote for the picture below at this site.

The Malaysian and I thank you for your support, or as I tell him when he mentions a post I didn’t ask him to read, “Preciate it, man.”