I love designing print ads and would love to do a building wall advertisement some day. I have put together quite a few ads in my day, so I can appreciate a good campaign when I see it. Normally, I surf magazines and the web for new layouts or new fonts, but these are some really cool conceptual ads.
Over the weekend, my mom and I went to Memphis. We went to the Spring Market. On our way we passed about 20 Corvettes with all Texas license plates. It was neat to see, but really hard to pass on the I-40. We spent hours at the market and had a wonderful time together. We left the market and traveled to Saddle Creek to my candy store (to others it is known as the Apple Store). We went, we drooled, and mom succumbed to the awesomeness and switched from PC to MAC. She won't regret and neither will you. Of course, I played with the iPad. It is even more impressive in person. No, I won't be buying this version. I will probably get the 2nd or 3rd version, but it was neat to play with even if for a fleeting moment in time. I put my stamp on it too before I left.
Next, we were heading back into town and noticed the Flea Market was going on... and of course we had to stop. I hadn't been in years and it brought back a few memories of funnel cake and knock-off jewelry, but overall I wasn't impressed with what it has become or maybe my memories were inflated a bit with grandeur. Colby bought a neat army glass jug, so I guess it was worth the trip. The most interesting item there was a box of crackers that looked like it had been kicked all over the parking lot and had better days, for only .50! What a bargain! Come on folks, don't sell used groceries at a flea market. Maybe I should have bought their homemade elixir to rid me of this awful virus. Spring has sprung and won so far!
Christine Clement bought the boxes from four Long Island stores, removed the contents and refilled them with a mix of salt and sand before returning them for refunds, police said. There was no indication of any intent to harm anyone, only to get the pudding mix without having to pay for it, they said. The packages weren't immediately recognized as having been tampered with and were placed back on the shelves for resale. Customers took them home and discovered the altered contents.
I love NYC and one of my favorite things to do in the city is hitting the speakeasies of Chinatown in search of the perfect handbag. It's not that I'm all girlie girl about purses, but I like the thrill of finding that classic handbag in some downtown alley. Every time I go to the city, I stock up on purses. Usually, I buy about four bags a trip. Judging by my current bag, I say I'm due for another trip and another purse. Who's with me?
Some know about the Chinatown story while on my honeymoon trip with my husband in NYC. He loves to retell it, but the short of it I did put us in some comprising situations that could only be found on humorous in a Jackie Chan movie. He holds it over my head to this day, but if the truth be told I would do it all over again. Maybe, next time I would make sure one of us had a handgun or at least a Swiss Army Knife for protection. However, I did manage to make it home with five bags and one piece of luggage and all of my body parts relying on my wit and my husband's death glare.
A basketball in my hands is worth about $19.
A basketball in Michael Jordan's hands is worth about $33 million.
It depends whose hands it's in.
A baseball in my hands is worth about $6.
A baseball in Roger Clemens' hands is worth $475 million.
It depends on whose hands it's in.
A tennis racket is useless in my hands.
A tennis racket in Andre Agassi's hands is worth millions.
It depends whose hands it's in.
A rod in my hands will keep away an angry dog.
A rod in Moses' hands will part the mighty sea.
It depends whose hands it's in.
A slingshot in my hands is a kid's toy.
A slingshot in David's hand is a mighty weapon.
It depends whose hands it's in.
Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in my hands is a couple of fish sandwiches.
Two fish and 5 loaves of bread in Jesus' hands will feed thousands.
It depends whose hands it's in.
Nails in my hands might produce a birdhouse.
Nails in Jesus Christ's hands will
Produce salvation for the entire world.
It depends whose hands it's in.
As you see now, it depends whose hands it's in.
So put your concerns, your worries, your fears, your hopes, your dreams, your families and your relationships in God's hands because...
It depends whose hands it's in.
Red - Ketchup. I love it. I put it on many common food products, but I think it's a common fix to any dinner mishap. Just add Ketchup and it all tastes good. For years, I have had to endure many fast food lunches/dinners without my favorite condiment because of those pain-in-the-neck packets. You know the ones that Sonic gives you too much of, even if you just order ice cream from them. So due to this messy dilemma, I just avoid it all costs. However, the Australians have found the solution to our sticky problem. Their new design is something all food chains should strive for, you can Squeeze AND Dip. I hope they adopt this new design before I order my next Happy Meal!
I am fan of some Reality TV, probably more than most people. I freely admit it. I watch Project Runway, Top Chef, Amazing Race, Survivor, Big Brother, America's Next Top Model and Bachelor (guilty pleasures) etc. I got back into Survivor last season and got hooked on it again. This season delivered the best episode of the series this past week. Amy Kauffman put it the best for me, "I'm not sure if this week's episode of "Survivor" could have been any more fulfilling. Everything I've been waiting for finally came to fruition, and I couldn't stop grinning throughout the entire hour." Russell, as a player, has been playing this game better than even the original Survivor Richard Hatch. When he found the Immunity Idol for 3rd time without a clue - I seriously laughed out loud! The tie-breaker/blind side vote was great, but what was even better was watching the voted out contestants (Galu tribe members who were also blind-sided) laughing and commenting throughout the tribal council. It was great TV! I can't wait for Russell to pull out the idol again. I really hope he keeps is mouth shut long enough to truly upset the remaining Galu tribal members.
The Swell Season (or as I call them - my best buds) have released another album called Strict Joy. Kris and I bought the Deluxe Edition, of course. They are so passionate about love and the journey that we all call "Life." Their songs will strike a chord with anyone. We have seen them in concert once together in Louisville, KY with his sister Sarah. Then, we were planning to see them for our 2nd anniversary last year, but Kris unexpectedly had to go on a business trip. So, my sister filled in for Kris and enjoyed the show at the Ryman. They were AMAZING! We actually met them after the show. They are very down-to-earth and generous with their fans. I shouldn't be surprised by how many people are discovering and recognizing their talents (they did win the Oscar in case you forgot for Once). I have been listening to them and The Frames, while driving back and forth to Jackson. Good times!
I am in awe of Glen's voice. He is the most emotional singer I have ever heard. I love his stories and humor. If your heart doesn't hurt when you hear him sing "This Low," then you aren't alive. Another song that gets me every time is "Say It To Me Now." Markéta Irglová's voice is very soothing and pure as well. When she takes the lead on "All the Way Down, she puts me in the most solemn and happy mood. Glen sings it well too. I love that even my American Idol Kris Allen sang "Falling Slowly" on Idol this past season bringing Swell Season to a whole new audience. (Sidenote: this is also my Kris' ringtone on my phone) I wanted to share some videos of my best buds, Glen and Markéta. Yeah, we are best buds since I met them in Nashville... Enjoy!
