On the count of three: three, two, one…

for Carol at #20 today
Sheryl’s description is Comment 266 of the Previous Post.

Dooce and Jon, my bi-focals got a work-out this morning with your pictures. Somebody’s havin’ some fun with gadgets. Thanks!

Reminds me of poltergeist.

Come in to the light, Heather (Ann. Even though that’s not your middle name, but shh. It works for my scenario).

The little thumbnail was sort of a tease, though. I was like OOH SHINY COLORS. LET’S PRETEND WE’RE A STONER FOR A SECOND. OOH SHINY. SPARKLES.

(Excuse the delirium – I have been awake for the past 26 hours studying for an exam I have in an hour)

Ali: Good luck on your exam! Then get some sleep!

Beautiful. You have such a great eye for these things. I would hang that on my wall.

It’s a camera war! My mom and mother-in-law did the same thing at our wedding. It was the first time that my mom, the national sales leader for the “other” leading cosmetic company, showed a sense of humor.

Is that Leta taking a picture of you taking a picture of Leta?

Ali, you sound like me. Starbucks coffee. Lots of Starbucks coffee.

hey wasn’t this scene in Close Encounters of the Third Kind?

wait — is that…Amelia Earhart?!?!

*It’s up to me now turn on the bright lights*
*(got to be some more change in my life)*
Interpol

Now, that is one powerful sneeze. Bless you. And make sure to wipe and wash your hands after that one.

So is this a contest to see who can post the first comment? Is that why you’re perusing this site at the butt crack of dawn? Do you have anything to say about Dooce’s extremely interesting and witty narratives?

Hmmm…that picture looks oddly familiar.

Carol, the Pixies r.o.c.k.e.d.
I actually cried a few times during the concert it was so unbelievably good. Reminded me of my early twenties, ah – a different world. I was straight edge then, no tequila. Didn’t help that they played Piper At The Gates of Dawn (Pink Floyd’s first album, before Syd lost it) as the pre-amble.

The set was about 2 hours straight without a break and they were just so tight, but you know, tight in the way people who’ve been playing with one another for many years are tight. Not edgy tight, like seeing Helmet during their first big tour. Not blistering and vulnerable tight like Interpol the first time I saw them in NY, like the singer might cry himself during “NYC”.

Mark made the comment the Pixies seemed like an old married foursome, what with Frank’s jiggly buddha belly, and the fact that he and Joey Santiago both shaved their heads. I thought so too, but because they did it so well. It’s like when you’ve been with someone so long and the performance started out good and stayed good, you still know how to make them come hard without breaking a sweat, even after all these years and even with a blubbergut.

And Mark said “Kim Deal looked like a soccer mom, but not the way Kim Gordon of Sonic youth does. Deal’s not that cool. But she can still *rock the fuckin house*.”

Gives me hope for you, he added with a wink. Then we jumped in the shower and sang a duet of “Waves of Mutilation” and went to bed.

Sarah! Oh my god that is too funny!!

The Rapture! The Rapture is here!

P.s. I am calling Child Welfare…Chuck needs to be saved.

Heather –

Do you use Internet picture printers like ofoto, shutterfly, etc. ever? If so, when you do the Dooce effect, does it ever come out right? I’m truly a novice, but am trying to learn…Thanks for any advice!

It’s THE RAPTURE!!!

Julie-
I did my Christmas cards on Shutterfly this year (cheap is good) and did the Dooce Effect (thanks Heather… I actually felt a little guilty using someone else’s “effect”). Anyway, they came out nice. I ‘m not so sure the quality is all that it could be, but the image looks a lot better (my kids look a lot more angleic) than it did before.

Finally someone mentioned the Rapture. I was thinking this picture obviously called for some mention of how someone has transcended the mortal plane and become a SuperMormon Cherabim (wrong spelling, right?) or something.

Dooce: This explosion of the head must be your interpetation of you not being able to find your keys. You know if you ask out loud where keys were he would have brought them to you:-)

I thought it was Leta that hid the keys. Chuck has half eaten books? Hmm.

I have pictures like that, except I was really drunk when I took them because in my drunken state I believed that I looked really hot and wanted to capture it on film.

I think it’s cool when the resulting image of a light effect is partly absolute white space.

If it was printed on paper, nothing would be printed there. So if you think of an printed image as kind of being a membrane, or a skin, a print of this membrane/image would have an irregular hole in the center.

There would literally be an opening into the space on the printed page – or through the membrane.

Pass that big fat one, Sheryl. I want a hit!! : )

Heavenly Mormon Heather!

http://absastro.tripod.com/bluegrass/dueling2.htm

(you gotta give it a few seconds)