The Rock-"That's What A Metaphor Is" Mike Rocks
I call this one "The Scream"
The 6 year old maker calls it "My Mom".
'It's all in what you Look for, know, the 'art' of listening, seeing.'
I personally enjoy Dadaism.
Sylvia sent me, a woman who has decided to talk with rocks, this reminder of rocks today.
*laughs and laughs and laughs*
On Mike Gravel.
Does this article not read like the book Why Paint Cats?
Did he say 'cucumbers', laughs and laughs
Here's Gravel's campaign ad, by the way. Sure beats some others I've seen.
syl
And you might want to see "Fire" but I find it a lesser effort, well, I love the foghorn.
I hadn't expected Dada this year I think, but, then, one cannot expect Dada.
I chanced upon the Senator Gravel explaining the nature of metaphors from rocks and this works so wellllllllllll, but you have to listen to the full clip as a favor to my point....it's as beautiful as the ad.
Good Morning by the way.
I'm a very late sleeper this morning.
My tummy turning and weathering another intestinal bleed probably why.... Which sends me back to deal with doctors.....and that can be like the salmon trip up stream to just lay a few eggs or what those poor penguins deal with in the march for their nesting.
( by the time Match of the Penguins played out to conclusion in Heidi and my room last year we decided that it was a good answer to existential angst)
I'd skip these medical appointments easily, but can't get the iron and figure out what's bleeding on my own and that actually gets too tough to ignore.. Of course that took ten years initially of going in and getting nowhere.....one day I'm going to write about this.
I read the other day my survival rate for 5 years was 17%, with Jack commenting the doctor "already told him that". Wellllll, okay.
This is why I need to stay off the info sites, but among other things I've been doing is considering this as well as cleaning the classroom, cupboards, garage, sorting and figuring out lessons for summer school, planning projects and generally trying to use summer to think about what to be doing. And rethink, and figure out what I did last year and why. That kind of thing.
I'm thinking of one day writing about that too.
But last night despite anemia's ravages we trucked up to Thousand Oaks to see the worst Two Gentleman of Verona that I've seen. My bad, I announced I wanted to go so everyone did it. Bad idea.We go every year with, perhaps, uneven performances by The Kingsman group but they do try to interpret the Bard and put on a play worthy of picnic festival. A few years ago they did Henry IV and I love that play and they did a good job of it. They are also staging King Lear but I kind of worry about this now, in August.
Kids get in free and sometimes like last night the sound is so very poor, the projecting skills not so hot, so it is a strain to watch/hear. No one wanted to go too much but I boxed up salad, bread and cheese and convinced Sophia and Luca. Sylvia will always happily go. Thus she can tell me what's going on....in this one she said, "Shakespeare must have been writing to deadline'. In a twisted love tale you eventually have to wonder just how fickle men are.
There is a Sylvia in the play, who is actually constant, but a bit hard to interpret why she happily re-joins her love after he has offered her away to best friend who moments before appeared to be forcing himself and his affections upon her.
I'll leave this to Shakespearean scholarship.
They kept mispronouncing, Milan, ect. When I notice we know things are not going too well. No flash photos or I'd put a few, young cast which might explain it. Everyone was coupled in the end and generally if I get as cold as I was last night under the oaks at Cal Luthern I don't actually know too much else, saying...can we go now.
(I get some on-going infusions soon to help my count at 8 or so. Which is more my daily deal.)
enough. Rocks. Ripples, Dada and metaphors and Gravel. Gives me a laugh. Dad knew and talked about a Senator in Alaska I keep thinking...is this who...called him grounded. They rode together on a plane.
I found that funny.
I'm going t o go back to bed. But I thought I'd share these rockisms.
Isn't it great.....on the rocks, a drink, and failing marriage with serious problems. I give it to our language with dichotomies like this we can say "I love you" and also mean, "I'm just so giving you away to someone else ". No wonder I believe Dada had something going.
Language rocks.
Stones, weighs, moves, stays.
And thanks to this also.
Shakespeare is sly.
I chanced upon the Senator Gravel explaining the nature of metaphors from rocks and this works so wellllllllllll, but you have to listen to the full clip as a favor to my point....it's as beautiful as the ad.
Good Morning by the way.
I'm a very late sleeper this morning.
My tummy turning and weathering another intestinal bleed probably why.... Which sends me back to deal with doctors.....and that can be like the salmon trip up stream to just lay a few eggs or what those poor penguins deal with in the march for their nesting.
( by the time Match of the Penguins played out to conclusion in Heidi and my room last year we decided that it was a good answer to existential angst)
I'd skip these medical appointments easily, but can't get the iron and figure out what's bleeding on my own and that actually gets too tough to ignore.. Of course that took ten years initially of going in and getting nowhere.....one day I'm going to write about this.
I read the other day my survival rate for 5 years was 17%, with Jack commenting the doctor "already told him that". Wellllll, okay.
This is why I need to stay off the info sites, but among other things I've been doing is considering this as well as cleaning the classroom, cupboards, garage, sorting and figuring out lessons for summer school, planning projects and generally trying to use summer to think about what to be doing. And rethink, and figure out what I did last year and why. That kind of thing.
I'm thinking of one day writing about that too.
But last night despite anemia's ravages we trucked up to Thousand Oaks to see the worst Two Gentleman of Verona that I've seen. My bad, I announced I wanted to go so everyone did it. Bad idea.We go every year with, perhaps, uneven performances by The Kingsman group but they do try to interpret the Bard and put on a play worthy of picnic festival. A few years ago they did Henry IV and I love that play and they did a good job of it. They are also staging King Lear but I kind of worry about this now, in August.
Kids get in free and sometimes like last night the sound is so very poor, the projecting skills not so hot, so it is a strain to watch/hear. No one wanted to go too much but I boxed up salad, bread and cheese and convinced Sophia and Luca. Sylvia will always happily go. Thus she can tell me what's going on....in this one she said, "Shakespeare must have been writing to deadline'. In a twisted love tale you eventually have to wonder just how fickle men are.
There is a Sylvia in the play, who is actually constant, but a bit hard to interpret why she happily re-joins her love after he has offered her away to best friend who moments before appeared to be forcing himself and his affections upon her.
I'll leave this to Shakespearean scholarship.
They kept mispronouncing, Milan, ect. When I notice we know things are not going too well. No flash photos or I'd put a few, young cast which might explain it. Everyone was coupled in the end and generally if I get as cold as I was last night under the oaks at Cal Luthern I don't actually know too much else, saying...can we go now.
(I get some on-going infusions soon to help my count at 8 or so. Which is more my daily deal.)
enough. Rocks. Ripples, Dada and metaphors and Gravel. Gives me a laugh. Dad knew and talked about a Senator in Alaska I keep thinking...is this who...called him grounded. They rode together on a plane.
I found that funny.
I'm going t o go back to bed. But I thought I'd share these rockisms.
be as solid as a rock
between a rock and a hard place
to be very solid. So much furniture these days is so flimsy - this table here was made a hundred years ago and it's solid as a rock.
be on the rocks
if a marriage or other romantic relationship is on the rocks, it has problems and is likely to end soon. It was no great surprise when they announced their divorce. The marriage had been on the rocks for some time.
between a rock and a hard place
if you are between a rock and a hard place, you have to make a difficult decision between two things that are equally unpleasant. I'm caught between a rock and a hard place. If I go with Isobel, it'll be much more expensive and if I go with Julie, Isobel probably won't speak to me again.
get your rocks off (taboo!)
if a man gets his rocks off, he has ....let's just leave this.
The hand that rocks the cradle (rules the world).
something that you say which means women are very powerful because they have most influence over the way in which children develop into adults.
like a shag on a rock (Australian, very informal)
completely alone. They walked out and left me like a shag on a rock.
rock bottom
1. the lowest possible level. . The president's opinion poll ratings have hit rock bottom.
2. if you are at rock bottom, you are the most unhappy you have ever been in your life. I'd never felt so depressed in my life - I was at rock bottom .
rock the boat (informal)
to do or say something that causes problems, especially if you try to change a situation which most people do not want to change. We certainly don't want anyone rocking the boat just before the election. I tried to suggest a few ways in which we might improve our image and was told very firmly not to rock the boat.
rock-bottom
rock bottom - the lowest possible level. It says here they're selling off carpet stock at rock-bottom prices.
rock/shake something to its foundations
to damage or change an organization or a person's beliefs very much. The ideas seemed to make sense, but shook the foundations of her own beliefs.
Cambridge International Dictionary of Idioms © Cambridge University Press 1998
between a rock and a hard place
having only two very unpleasant choices. Schools for problem kids are between a rock and a hard place — they can be sued if children run away and get hurt, but have no power to keep the door locked.
(and in more ways than this)don't rock the boat
do not upset people by trying to change a situation. You shouldn't sit there and say everything's fine, don't rock the boat.
hit rock bottom
to reach the lowest possible level or be in the worst possible situation. She used illegal drugs for eight years and quit before she hit rock bottom.
on the rocks
1. likely to fail because of serious problems. At the time, it seemed like capitalism was on the rocks. It became clear that her 20-year marriage was on the rocks.
Usage notes: most often refers to relationships between people or organizations, as in the examples
2. with ice. I'll have a whiskey and soda on the rocks.
Usage notes: used only to refer to alcoholic drinks
Isn't it great.....on the rocks, a drink, and failing marriage with serious problems. I give it to our language with dichotomies like this we can say "I love you" and also mean, "I'm just so giving you away to someone else ". No wonder I believe Dada had something going.
Language rocks.
Stones, weighs, moves, stays.
And thanks to this also.
Shakespeare is sly.
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