Thursday, December 21, 2006

with an eye

The name for this blog has a bunch of different meanings. One of them is about the spelling of my name, which is J-E-N-N-I, with an I. No one ever gets that. I sign my emails with it spelled correctly and people write back to Jenny. Do they think I've misspelled my own name? And if I did - who are they to correct me? Another reason for the blog name was the purpose I started it, to share travel photos. To share the world through my eyes! And I guess I continue to do that without the photos too.

But, also, I have brown eyes. Big brown eyes. Dark brown eyes. I remember when I was younger - eight or nine maybe - and my dad and I were playing cribbage with my grandfather. I remember looking up and being totally shocked that starring back at me were 4 eyes that looked like mine. We really do all have the same huge, deep brown eyes. This is the point I want to make today. As I stood at the mirror scrubbing to get the remnants of last nights mascara off (just in time to put today's mascara on) I was starring at my own eyes. My light, golden brown with green in them, eyes. I'm not saying one is better than the other, but what I want to know is - when did it change? And how did I not notice?! My eyes - my eyes that I share with my father and his father - are not big and brown any more. I did then run out to see an old picture of me and an old picture of my dad, and I did once have big brown eyes. On a related topic. My blond hair, the golden blond hair I was born with, that was always naturally highlighted (and thicker than anything you've ever seen) is not so golden blond anymore. It's begun to grow in, dare I say it, light brown.

I suppose that as I continue to share the world through my eyes, I need to start seeing myself through the worlds eyes.

Monday, December 11, 2006

1 (800) ABCDEFG

...hooked on phonics worked for me!

A while back I went out with some friends to hear a few DJs we know play at a cute little bar in Cambridge. At some point, as usually happens, I was starring off into space. Often when this happens I end up perseverating on something, in this case reading it over and over and over in my head. So much so that it often ends up not making sense anymore. There was one time in college when I was riding in the back of a station wagon reading, out loud, the college sticker that was on the back window "Suffolk Law University". It was really annoying to everyone in the car, but by the end of the ride no one could even recognize those as words. (and once we got where we were going we also realized I had read it wrong, as it clearly said "Suffolk University Law" - but that wasn't the point!)

So, anyway, I was reading this little flyer over - but the problem was, it stopped making sense before I even read it. The first word was definitely "Your". The second word was "are". Your...are...? Your....are....a...? really, this couldn't be. But it was - your...are...a...of..?! these words don't make sense. So I stopped reading them. But it wasn't long before I was back at it again.
your....are....a....of...the....
really, this is how it started. So finally, maybe about 45 minutes since the first time I had read this and been confused, I picked up the flyer and showed my friend Allison and said "Allison, what does this say?"

Luckily for me she paused and hesitated - I knew what was going through her head 'your...are...a...of...the..., this doesn't make sense!' But then her friend Nuno quickly read it out loud, with that tone of voice that clearly and loudly said "how dumb ARE you?!"


Friday, December 08, 2006

time flies...

...but am i having fun?

Lately I've not had the time or will to post anything. Not sure why. Winter? Applications? Working? Could be all of those. But I'm not short on stories...no no no. I've got stories all over the place. Some of the better ones require me to scan a few things into the computer so I can post those, and that is too much effort right now. Until then though, might I suggest you check out a few sites.

marmadukeexplained.blogspot.com
I find this one awfully funny, an explanation of the ridiculous comic strip Marmaduke by Joe Mathlete. Sometimes I can't contain my laughter at my desk. Who am I kidding - I don't even try to contain it!

thisnext.com
It's like an online shopping mecca. Nothing is actually sold through the site, just descriptions and links to pages, and recommendations by people. But it's a million times cooler than that description. I found this there, and I want it for our office:



www.amysedarisrocks.com/ilikeyou.htm
While we're on the topic of things I want, I saw this book - and I want it! It looks cool, and the website is fun too.

Enjoy - more to come!