Update
The semester is slowly grinding to a halt, leaving your favorite college student rushing to finish up her last minute art projects and cramming for those tests that professors frantically toss out when they realize they need at least two grades to average anything.
I’ll check in to let you know I am alive, but I am busy being productive and studious.
And screwing around online. 
Happy Birthday, Chap!
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Dear Chap … how could we forget that your birthday was approaching when we saw your face popping up everywhere?
*evil laugh*
Chap winces as Marilyn cuts a ridiculously large piece of cake for the birthday boy.
An odd looking gentleman invades ancient Japan in a woodblock print that we like to call Hirochapi.
As the oldest brother, this was always a belief of Casey’s and Court’s, but now that there is proof … Beelzechap.
“These swirly things are killing my sinuses, Vincent.”
The dots have it in this image, titled “Lictenchap.”
Mona Lisa, before the waxing thing got entirely out of hand.
After a typical “Sunday Afternoon in the Park”, Chap likes to enjoy a rousing conversation about Seurat.
A little known film still from Chap’s stunt double days for the wookie.
This is what happens when the think tank goes dry. Smoked guppies.
Love, Jenn & Court
Taste of the Stage
I got a call Monday night around 12:30 begging me to help out with a murder mystery for a dinner theater play at school. The actress portraying the psychologist quit and they needed a replacement to start Tuesday night. I said sure, it sounded like fun. I’ve always wanted to do a play and somehow always chickened out just before tryouts. I was told to show up in garb Tuesday night at the appointed place.
For dress rehearsal.
The last dress rehearsal before the performance – on Wednesday night.
So I got to get a look at the script when I arrived Tuesday night. It wasn’t so much a script as an outline of events that needed to take place. All of the dialogue was improvised.
Ummm … what?
Despite all of this and last minute changes that took place we ran through things one and half times and we all showed up Wednesday night.
It was great!
I’m proud of myself for doing a good job, basically stealing the show, and for not gimping out and not doing it.
Book Report
Gray had to start going through the process of a root canal this week. I went with him as the designated driver, he’s taking 650mg of Percocet every 4-6 hours, and for moral support. I took a book alone to entertain me while I held down the chairs in the various waiting rooms.
My first book was South of Reason by Cindy Eppes. It is covered in my reviews section, which you can access through here.
Next I moved on to Carolina Moon by Jill McCorkle. I’ve read several of her other book and actually got to meet her about a year ago. She was raised in Lumberton, NC and now teaches at Harvard. Several of her books are set in this area, as was Carolina Moon. Though I found it a bit slow at times, it was a good read and I did enjoy it. There were several strong characters in it and I found myself relating to them easily.
Now I am immersed in David Sedaris’ book Naked. I can’t read this one in bed because I laugh so hard that I shake the bed, freaking out my hubby and the dog. It is wonderful so far, and I will make sure to check out his other works, too.
Okay, enough of Swirly’s book reports… back to our regularly scheduled blog, already in progress. I’ll start catching back up in here soon, I promise!
Photoshop Tennis
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Gray and I have been playing Photoshop Tennis. You may ask, ‘What is that?’ Well, good Xangan, I will tell you!
We got the idea from Gray’s brother, Chap, and used the web to find a few sites with more info. Here, from coudal.com, are the rules in short:
“It’s a pretty simple idea really. One player emails a photoshop document to the other containing a single layer. Each player progressively adds a layer until the match is over, either by time, withdrawal or mutual consent.”
We decided to not adhere by the layers rules so much as to keep one element from the previous image in the new one we created.
Gray started by doing the following thing in Photoshop and lobbing it over to me:
I had to respond with an image that used at least one element from his, but was changed somehow. I replied with:
Back to him:
You get the idea. The game is over with ten serves or if someone calls ‘Match!’ You’ve seen 1 – 3 already, so far, not really pushing the graphics envelope. I decided to change the pace with #4:
On his next turn, he took my work and kicked it up a notch. This image has a tad bit of nudity, so just know that before you click on it … This is serve #5:
My reply was a to take the theme, twist it a bit and toss back a slightly different version with new images … my 6th:
That’s the story thus far … more to come soon with this!
Just For You
(My ex has found my Xanga site and thinks that he is clever for leaving a message for me in here. I wonder what his new woman would think of this? Hmmmm…)
Jason – Just to show the nice kind of person that I am, here is a listing of all the things that I have found on my Xanga site about you. This way you can find everything to soothe your narcissistic personality twinges in one easy place instead of having to search all over my blog. From me & Gray to you – fun reading!
‘Spell of Binding’ 02/07/2001
‘Here’s Your Broom’ 02/08/2001
‘The Playstation’ 02/11/2001
‘Candyraver Fantasy’ 06/25/2001
My rant on him dated 10/02/2001
The Post That Got His Goat 03/16/2002
‘The ex-husband Joke’ 03/23/2002
(By the way, he had to create a Xanga profile in here to harass me, so for those who want to leave him a nice little message…)
Guessing Game
Who is responsible for the following quotes? Here’s a hint: there is a different person for each quote. Leave your guesses in the comments section. No cheating … good luck!
(1) “A study in the Washington Post says that women have better verbal skills than men. I just want to say to the authors of that study: Duh.”
(2) “If life was fair, Elvis would be alive and all the impersonators would be dead.”
(3) “Remember in elementary school, you were told that in case of fire you have to line up quietly in a single file line from smallest to tallest. What is the logic in that? Do tall people burn slower?”
(4) “Suppose you were an idiot… And suppose you were a member of Congress… But I repeat myself.”
(5) “Marriage is a great institution, but I’m not ready for an institution yet.”
(6) “Beethoven can write music, thank God – but he can do nothing else on earth.”
