BOO!

Sicky status: Feeling somewhat better.
Weather: Springier than spring.
Thusly: Jill got to relax outside.
Conclusion: YAY!
Random thing that my brother got to mock at our weekly dinner:
I ate a chocolate-covered ice cream bar. I was in the back seat of the car. It was dark. I dropped chocolate on my shirt. I didn't realize it. It smudged. It looked like I pooped on my boobs.
Really: Not a cool fashion statement.
Sometimes: Jill's just a mess.
Also sometimes: Sentences just appear.

I don't know where they come from.
I occasionally know where they are going.
I might not know what they mean.
It doesn't mean they don't have the right to be there.
It just means inspiration comes when you least expect it.
And: Lately, it doesn't only come with words.
I'm liking the visual experimentation; I'm enjoying the process. It's something I've wanted to get back to for a while.
Also: It's fun to get messy with pastels.
Because, remember:
Sometimes: Jill's just a mess.
And: That's not always a bad thing.
So: How are you today, my darlings?
P.S. Ides, March, beware, et al.
Labels: garden dream music metaphor, on art and color, random-osity, synchronicities, The Jills


10 Comments:
Not in the greatest of places, actually, but thanks for asking. :)
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Karl, At
Thu Mar 15, 02:13:00 AM 2007
I often have cheese spread for my lunch. I should learn! I often drop it. Onto my crotch. Not the best look!
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Further on up the road, At
Thu Mar 15, 05:57:00 AM 2007
I am a meticulously clean eater. . . my wife on the other hand should invest in the Zout corporation because she ALWAYS drops something on her self. . . . but only when we eat at home, never in public. . . . hmmmmmmm, curious.
It is the start of March Madness. Games begin today! Today! I am outstanding, simply due to that. More quality hoops than you can shake a stick at. Do you fill out a bracket?
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Spaceman Spiff, At
Thu Mar 15, 08:55:00 AM 2007
Hahaha, reminds me of a scene from the British comedy series, The IT Crowd, where one of the characters was out on a date and he accidentally smeared chocolate on his forehead. His date came to believe it was fecal in nature and attempted to cut the date short only to have him persist until she finally said:
"You've got shit on your forehead."
He rubbed his forehead, sniffed his hand, and said:
"It's not shit, it's chocolate!"
And they had a good laugh over it, but the date was definitely through.
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James Cooper, At
Thu Mar 15, 11:23:00 AM 2007
I love this post. It's got a little bit of everything that is Jill in it.
And I know too well about brothers who make fun .. I have three who do it on a daily basis!
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Airam, At
Thu Mar 15, 11:25:00 AM 2007
And PS - if that art that you've shown here (created I presume) ever were to be sold ... I'd buy it in a heartbeat.
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Airam, At
Thu Mar 15, 11:26:00 AM 2007
Am: Delighted you are feeling better.
And: Enthralled by your never ending parade of talents.
And also: Feeling somewhat inspired by spring today, myself.
By
Jennifer, At
Thu Mar 15, 12:08:00 PM 2007
Ooooh Karl, what's wrong?
Further on..., yeah, be careful with that. It could look pretty bad for you.
Spiffy, no I did not fill out a bracket. Not that I wouldn't. Just that I haven't been functioning at my normal levels for some time now. So, yeah. Betting on college basketball, not high on the priority list for me.
Well, James... yeah, that kinda would be unfortunate on a date, wouldn't it?
Airam, thank you! Thank you so much! Truth is, I love that drawing, but it freaked me out a bit. The inspiration just arrived, and I went with it... but, I don't know. It just seemed very private or something.
Jennifer:
Am: Delighted by your way cool comments.
As: Always.
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Jill, At
Thu Mar 15, 01:26:00 PM 2007
You are the first alleged boob-pooper I know. We should celebrate.
By
peefer, At
Thu Mar 15, 09:01:00 PM 2007
Hey! I just realized I went and saw Shakespeare on the Ides of March (unwittingly). True, it was The Scottish Play rather than Hulius Caesar, but hey, wacky eh?
PS Word Verification for this comment was 'upeat' which is not wuite 'upbeat' but very nearly.
By
anaglyph, At
Thu Mar 15, 09:42:00 PM 2007
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