This Ok Go Here It Goes Again music video is one of my all time favorites. My husband played it for me a couple of years ago and I periodically go back to it because I love that it’s singing and dancing–no effects or animation. It reminds me of my beloved and it’s a great song too.
A day off after a three day stretch has left me wrung out and anxious–the house isn’t lit to the gills with blinking lights and I don’t have music blaring out of the mailbox! Don’t even ask me about my Christmas shopping or I’ll rake your face off! Christmas cards? Christmas Cards! Holy Crap, Christmas Cards–do we even have a family picture this year? This is the state I work myself in the Season of Peace on Earth, Goodwill to Men. Shame on me.
The things I love about writing on the internet are equally balanced by the things that make it a less than desirable place to permanently post observations and opionions. Stories and words can take a life of their own out here, there’s an immortality to the on-line writing. It’s a forum that continues to evolve and devolve by the moment. I despair for the lack of debate if someone disagrees with an opinion, so many responses seem to be more hit-and-run instead of an open, enlightening back and forth. I’ve written quite a bit about how I think this is forming/reforming communication. I still wonder what we’ve created?
What a bust the facebook cartoon campaign to prevent violence against children turned out to be! Last night I read a cautionary warnings that it was a scheme developed by pedophiles to to gather young, vulnerable “friends” by having a charming, harmless cartoon image. I chouldn’t change my profile picture fast enough! Besides, so many of the images I saw were neither charming nor harmless and they certainly weren’t against violence! I was Batman from the Animated Series–no violence there, right? HAH! Whoever thought of it, be it pedophile, genius or doofus, it was brilliant. So many jumped aboard, like me, to show the world who they want to be if they were a cartoon.