Friday, August 31, 2012
New Pictures
I've updated my Deviant Art account with more pictures from this summer. I'm loving my camera and can't wait to take more. Let me know what you think: Lindsey's Deviant Art Gallery.
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Wordle and Cookbooks
wordle.net
You insert text and it shows the most frequently used words in the largest print. This is from my Family Cookbook. I guess we like Grandma and Sugar. Sounds about right!
You insert text and it shows the most frequently used words in the largest print. This is from my Family Cookbook. I guess we like Grandma and Sugar. Sounds about right!
Friday, August 03, 2012
Metro Humor
My attempt at humor...I might just try to put together a stand up routine with this for the next No-Talent Talent Show, so let me know if it's funny. (and no stealing my material ;)
If you've ever traveled around Washington DC you know a few things- the metro map is less confusing than New York's, the metro itself is more dim than Chicago's, more quiet than Boston, and less smelly than New York. You also know that Rush Hour is a whole other ball game...
The sweet spot, yes you have to stand but no one's bag is trying to get to second base with you and there's even enough room to hold a book.
Coveted seats, the space you get if you're early or very late for work.
The seat that could have been yours if you were brave enough to ask the person to move their apparently very important bag.
Skinny Spot, the spot you wish you were thin enough to fit into.
The line, many metro commuters, and almost all 'I'm scared to miss my stop' tourists will NOT cross this line to get the the sweet spot.
The mosh pit, doesn't matter how many people there are, more seem to be added, even that guy who won't take his backpack off. Hope your deodorant is working.
The danger zone, no matter how crowded- stay away as the doors close or you'll be the reason the doors open and close 8 times.
The lean spot, I don't care what my arm looks like smooshed against the glass, I won't be falling on my neighbor with this handy leaning wall.
The put together girl- cute outfit, stylish traveling shoes, versatile but professional bag, and her hair still looks good at the end of the day. Needless to say, I want to be this girl.
The nervous tourist- which train are they on? Which stop is next? Where are the Smithsonian gift bags? Oh! There's the river! Honey, did you see the river?
The clueless tourist- the Smithsonians closed and now they don't know where to go. Similar to the nervous tourist but without the worry.
The tired tourists- oh they are so energized when they go out in the morning, bright eyed and bushy tailed. After a hard day of walking slow in museums and dodging runners on the National Mall, they return with tired feet and a disheveled appearance.
That cute guy- he's reading an interesting book and if I were that put together girl I might just...
The two BFFs- they think everyone in the car wants to hear about how lame guy x was on Saturday.
The music enthusiast- this person is apparently is hard of hearing, or will be. Who knew earbuds could be powerful enough to be the musical background for half a metro car?
The sports fan- Capitols or Nationals, often in business attire and a ball cap (I think this is unique to DC- or at least how many there are in this attire).
The nice guy- he gave up his seat for that pregnant lady. Award? 5 man points.
The intern- proudly displaying their security badge, and wondering if their new outfit will impress the front office staff, they look around with high hopes and excitement.
The rest of us- somewhere in between all these, lies the average commuter. I've been some form of a lot of these at one time or another- even that put together girl.
The Rush Hour Metro Car
If you've ever traveled around Washington DC you know a few things- the metro map is less confusing than New York's, the metro itself is more dim than Chicago's, more quiet than Boston, and less smelly than New York. You also know that Rush Hour is a whole other ball game...
Let's first get the lay of the land, the geography of the Rush Hour Metro Car.
(click on the image to make it larger)
(click on the image to make it larger)
The sweet spot, yes you have to stand but no one's bag is trying to get to second base with you and there's even enough room to hold a book.
Coveted seats, the space you get if you're early or very late for work.
The seat that could have been yours if you were brave enough to ask the person to move their apparently very important bag.
Skinny Spot, the spot you wish you were thin enough to fit into.
The line, many metro commuters, and almost all 'I'm scared to miss my stop' tourists will NOT cross this line to get the the sweet spot.
The mosh pit, doesn't matter how many people there are, more seem to be added, even that guy who won't take his backpack off. Hope your deodorant is working.
The danger zone, no matter how crowded- stay away as the doors close or you'll be the reason the doors open and close 8 times.
The lean spot, I don't care what my arm looks like smooshed against the glass, I won't be falling on my neighbor with this handy leaning wall.
The Rush Hour Metro Passenger
The nervous tourist- which train are they on? Which stop is next? Where are the Smithsonian gift bags? Oh! There's the river! Honey, did you see the river?
The clueless tourist- the Smithsonians closed and now they don't know where to go. Similar to the nervous tourist but without the worry.
The tired tourists- oh they are so energized when they go out in the morning, bright eyed and bushy tailed. After a hard day of walking slow in museums and dodging runners on the National Mall, they return with tired feet and a disheveled appearance.
That cute guy- he's reading an interesting book and if I were that put together girl I might just...
The two BFFs- they think everyone in the car wants to hear about how lame guy x was on Saturday.
The music enthusiast- this person is apparently is hard of hearing, or will be. Who knew earbuds could be powerful enough to be the musical background for half a metro car?
The sports fan- Capitols or Nationals, often in business attire and a ball cap (I think this is unique to DC- or at least how many there are in this attire).
The nice guy- he gave up his seat for that pregnant lady. Award? 5 man points.
The intern- proudly displaying their security badge, and wondering if their new outfit will impress the front office staff, they look around with high hopes and excitement.
The rest of us- somewhere in between all these, lies the average commuter. I've been some form of a lot of these at one time or another- even that put together girl.
Tuesday, May 08, 2012
Isn't it Ironic? No, probably not.
Don't you love this song?
I think it's great, BUT unfortunately, has perpetuated the incorrect use of the word ironic.
Now let's be honest, I can't spell, I don't have perfect grammar, and there are grammar mistakes in this very blog, BUT I have decided I will learn the meaning of the word ironic, and use it correctly from now on.
So, here's the English lesson for the day (well according the internet, correct me if I'm wrong, please!)
There are three types of irony. Verbal, dramatic, and situational.
VERBAL:
I like to think of verbal irony as sarcasm without the intent of ridicule or mocking. It's that remark that has an opposite intent of it's literal meaning.
For example, if you were trying to be ironic on a stormy, dreary day, you might say: “What glorious weather!”
Or if you were suffering from a bad cold, you might ironically say: “I feel like a million bucks.”
DRAMATIC:
This is in speeches or a drama and is understood by the audience but not grasped by the characters in the play.
SITUATIONAL:
This is the kind that I think is most misused and is my goal to use correctly.
Let's start with what situational irony is NOT:
It is not:
- coincidence “This is the third time today we’ve run into each other. How ironic.”
- curiosity "That dog is mothering that cat, ironic."
- oddity “Yesterday was a beautiful, warm day in November. It was really ironic.”
- paradox "I've slept all day, and I now so tired. How ironic."
- bad luck "winning the lottery and dropping dead the next day, meeting the man of your dreams and then meeting his beautiful wife." Insert Alanis song here.
It is:
An occasion where the outcome or intention of the action is significantly different from what was expected or considered appropriate.
Example 1: I was watching The Voice tonight (yeah, I know, make fun), and Christina Aguilera made a comment about how she didn't like a contestants song because it's degrating to women. I thought, that's ironic because you sing about and act as an object. You yourself objectify women.
Example 2: A man takes a step aside to avoid getting sprinkled by a wet dog, and falls into a swimming pool. (See it can be funny, but it also has to have a parallel)
I don't know if any of this makes sense, but hopefully I can use the word correctly in the future. And don't worry, if you use the word incorrectly in my ear shot, I will not correct you. I might smile, but I won't correct you ;)
References:
http://grammar.about.com/od/tz/g/situationalironyterm.htm
More Memories, but with Saving Space
A while back I posted pictures of items that had sentimental value, wrote why they were meaningful and then I threw them away. A digital record of memories. Well it's time again to clean out a box of memories. (moving does that to you)
Marine Bear: Craig gave this to me when he left for Iraq. We dated off and on when I live in Orem in 2007. He was a dedicated Marine and even took me to the Marine Ball! He's home safely now.
Mascarade Masks: Mom helped me make these decorations for my mascerade ball in 2008. It was beautiful!
Young Women Quilt: I made this when I was 14, a Mia Maid in the Young Women's program. I loved my leaders growing up. They cared about me and helped me learn about the Gospel.
The backside was signed by my fellow beehives. I'm still in touch with many of them.
4-H Family Camp Flag 2007: my second year working for Utah County 4-H I brought Shalene Hardman with me, Kimi Jensen was working for us, so she came and brought Ryan. It was a great week. Kimi pulled me back from falling out of the raft in the rapids, and we were mistaken for professional camp counselors. I miss working directly with families and youth.
These are some of the ribbons I won when I was on the Utah State University Equestrian Team from 2002 to 2005 I made some of my lifetime friends on that team. Tiffany, Annie, Pat, Mike and Leisa. I will never forget being terrified driving on icy Montana roads, freezing at the horse shows (making Mike let me sit in front of him for warmth, my team mates asking me questions about my human sexuality textbook, mom helping with the show at USU and Rojo being one of the horses, and riding, how it was so awesome to ride while I was in college.
This was a questionnaire we filled out and also sealed in the 5 year high school box. I thought my answer to this question was worth keeping.
This small box was full of high school memories and was in a larger box the Posse sealed for 5 years with everyone else's memory items. It was fun to get together, open it and see what I thought valuable and the memories they brought back.
There is my first corsage from Homecoming 1999. This was also my first date. Reg (Craig) Bruening took me. It was a great date weekend. Reg is an amazing guy.
The horse was given to me by a friend, I can't quite remember at the moment...
There is my first 'car'. Kimi West Jensen gave me the little Beatle for my 16 birthday.
The blue bead and note, Kimi also gave me.
The drawing is from Jamie Kotter Moncur and Alli Murray Kogelschatz. - I think...they call me Lou the most.
The pill bottle was made by Ryan Willeitner when we were dating. It's a prescription for happiness. Inside are little pieces of paper with things to go, like take a bike ride, a hug from Ryan, etc.
Marine Bear: Craig gave this to me when he left for Iraq. We dated off and on when I live in Orem in 2007. He was a dedicated Marine and even took me to the Marine Ball! He's home safely now.
Mascarade Masks: Mom helped me make these decorations for my mascerade ball in 2008. It was beautiful!
Young Women Quilt: I made this when I was 14, a Mia Maid in the Young Women's program. I loved my leaders growing up. They cared about me and helped me learn about the Gospel.
The backside was signed by my fellow beehives. I'm still in touch with many of them.
4-H Family Camp Flag 2007: my second year working for Utah County 4-H I brought Shalene Hardman with me, Kimi Jensen was working for us, so she came and brought Ryan. It was a great week. Kimi pulled me back from falling out of the raft in the rapids, and we were mistaken for professional camp counselors. I miss working directly with families and youth.
These are some of the ribbons I won when I was on the Utah State University Equestrian Team from 2002 to 2005 I made some of my lifetime friends on that team. Tiffany, Annie, Pat, Mike and Leisa. I will never forget being terrified driving on icy Montana roads, freezing at the horse shows (making Mike let me sit in front of him for warmth, my team mates asking me questions about my human sexuality textbook, mom helping with the show at USU and Rojo being one of the horses, and riding, how it was so awesome to ride while I was in college.
This was a questionnaire we filled out and also sealed in the 5 year high school box. I thought my answer to this question was worth keeping.
This small box was full of high school memories and was in a larger box the Posse sealed for 5 years with everyone else's memory items. It was fun to get together, open it and see what I thought valuable and the memories they brought back.
There is my first corsage from Homecoming 1999. This was also my first date. Reg (Craig) Bruening took me. It was a great date weekend. Reg is an amazing guy.
The horse was given to me by a friend, I can't quite remember at the moment...
There is my first 'car'. Kimi West Jensen gave me the little Beatle for my 16 birthday.
The blue bead and note, Kimi also gave me.
The drawing is from Jamie Kotter Moncur and Alli Murray Kogelschatz. - I think...they call me Lou the most.
The pill bottle was made by Ryan Willeitner when we were dating. It's a prescription for happiness. Inside are little pieces of paper with things to go, like take a bike ride, a hug from Ryan, etc.
As I've said before, I loved high school. My friends were blessings sent from heaven. I don't want to go back, but I will always remember the amazing times and grew from the few hard times.
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