T is for TA-DA!!

Way back at the end of December last year I set a 2012 goal for myself to complete a blog-a-day for a year.  On this glorious first day of July I am halfway there!  Just my crazy project 365  is now officially a half-assed success, day 183 and counting.

 
(Awesome art work (ta da by reiri sama) at http://www.deviantart.com/)

So when the fireworks go off tonight to celebrate Canada’s birthday, I’ll pretend some of them are for me.  The local Canada Day parade this morning got caught in a thunder-storm and pouring rain, but it takes a lot to dampen the spirits of Canadians in July.

The contenders for T-word in the alphabet soup category were totalizer, tallyman, trivet and tangelo.  I have them all on a list somewhere.  Along with trekker, which gets honorable mention for having two k’s in it.  A two k word is noteworthy but not weird enough to dwell on for long.  Although lesser oddities have ended up here depending on degree of deadline desperation.  Totally self-inflicted.  I’d go on at great length about all that, but the point of this paragraph is to show how much thought goes into blathering away about things no one in their right mind actually cares about, and I think I’ve made my point.  I’ve been doing it for six months. Six years if you want to get all technical about it, but the blitzing thing is a recent impulsive craze I’ve been going through.

So TA-DA for me, and for Canada, on birthday number 145.  Here’s to all things Canadian.  Including cartoonists.  And the people who think we’re funny.


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My 2012 Project 365

Here’s what I’ve decided to do for my own personal blog a day project, inspired by WordPress’ suggestions.  I’m pretty sure they won’t want to take any credit for this one, but that’s okay.  The things they were talking about involved leaving the house and interacting with people and expending effort.  Who’s up for THAT?  Not me.  I started this blog many many moons ago by taking a picture from my life and writing whatever popped into my head – remembered, made up, whatever.  Then Plinky got me writing about stuff and finding a picture later.  So kind of backwards, if you think about it.

I suppose the picture thing works, whichever way you look at it, because it’s kept me writing for six years.  And it’s time to go forward once again.  I will photograph random things in my house and write something about them, even if it’s only a moronic caption.  I will try to do this every day.  Hopefully we do not ever get so desperate for subject matter that we find ourselves looking at what I made for dinner or the dust bunnies under my couch.  My life is vastly more interesting than that.  I think.

The picture of the coffee cup is in my bedroom.  I realize it should be in the kitchen, but there’s no room for it in there, plus it doesn’t go with my nautical beach sea gull theme that I’ve got going on in that room.  I like the colors in this picture and I like looking at it.  So there it is.  I’ve hung it under my stencil experiment that didn’t turn out all that great, but I’ve never gotten around to removing it, and really, who cares, its just the bedroom.

I’ve even added a new category for my project.  So the pressure is on.  It’s almost like some kind of bizarre New Year’s resolution.  I’m very excited about it.  So much so that I’m falling asleep just thinking about it!  But that’s a good thing because I have to get up early and go to work tomorrow.  It’s kind of insane, when you think about it, that there are over three hundred and sixty five things within picture taking distance of me with which I can bore the pants off of everyone who bothers to read this.  It will be like one of those sleeper Indie movies where nothing ever happens but you keep watching because you can’t wait to see what doesn’t happen next.