"you may say im a dreamer... But im not thrme only one." : A Mission Statement Manifesto ( if you are human, please read )
Watching Forrest Gump and feel compelled to express that this movie is great. The underlying message is inspiring. Forrest Gump wasn't stupid at all, if anything his character is one that is fundamentally and purely a savant like genius-unbiased and Raw-able to find profound meaning and beauty and appreciation in every life experience. Totally untainted by the corrupt, unjust, racist/sexist/everything that ends in "ist" basically, irrational, self serving, cruel and harsh society which surrounds him. It may be a diff time and diff generation than that which is reflected upon in the movie, but times really haven't changed all that much if you think about it and have in many ways devolved to a totally ridiculous and frustrating level. I mean really. Wtf!? History f-ing repeats itself. Always has and always will until the day that earthlings FINALLY realize that maybe shit really does need to change dramatically in the way we think/behave/perceive/react/handle any type of conflict that could arise basically. Maybe it will take some kind of global threat like an alien invasion or asteroid or whatever for that to truly happen...For everyone that lives on this planet and breathes the same air to realize that we are all by far and unequivocally more alike then we will ever be different, regardless of any superficial and trivial thing like color of skin, religion, social standing, gender, language, how much money someone has or doesn't have, etc. That shit just doesn't matter when it comes down to it. History has been taught as having always been something that repeats itself. But it doesn't have to be that way. That doesn't have to continue ... It will if everyone just sits back and accepts it as something that just "is the way it is" and that theres nothing that one single person can do to change that. Well, to anyone who has that attitude towards anything... I call BULLSHIT. How the F does anyone know what is or is not possible ???? If they claim that something is impossible just because that's how it is then they need to be debriefed and un-brainwashed ASAP. Seriously. A society is like one big giant cult. Snap out of it people. Open your eyes and minds and hearts and truly see the vast amount of possibility that is out there. All it takes is effort. Time. Empathy... How is it that I know all of these things and am able to see the bullshit everywhere and express passionately about it like I am right now .. And still not be taken seriously at all really. Will anyone read this? Not holding my breath. Will anyone have any response/comment/contribution to any of this? History of my life has conditioned me to expect that no one will, because that is what I have been repeatedly shown anytime I bust out the activist in me. Silence. Ambivalence. Finding myself discouraged by a painful state of completely not ever being truly acknowledged at all and an utterly frustrating sense of invisibility, that no matter what I say or do or how much effort and energy I put into something - it doesn't even seem to matter at all. Well despite all of that, I refuse to just give up and shut my face and look pretty. F that BS. I won't give up. Maybe one of these ranting sessions will actually be read and/or taken to heart someday. Maybe one of these times all that I have to say will ignite the dormant fire and spirit of revolutionary proportion that I believe resides within us all. Maybe not. The point is, it's not impossible at all and I refuse to prescribe to the notion that 1 person can't make a profound difference towards living long enough to see the day where the whole worlds population lives in peace.. Where everything is better.. Fair... And that it is appreciated for being that way... achieving that which benefits all and not only a few will always yield more and more and more of all of these so called utopian ideas I apparently have. You may say I'm a dreamer... But dammit, I know that I definitely CAN NOT be the only one. Dreamers unite!! show yourselves, come together, prove to me that you exist! Please!! Dont be afraid, that's exactly how the "evil" powers that control us all want us to be. Come out from under your rocks and the darkness and soak up the light. Who's with me? Anyone? Is what I am saying at least valid and thought provoking? Prove to me that I am in fact not invisible or alone in these thoughts and feelings I have just spilled right out of my brain for all to see. Just like a photograph, in order for the meaning of anything to be ultimately exposed and appreciated, it must first be SEEN by just one EYE and then be documented on film, which must then be harvested in complete darkness, developed with love and care, and then finally be exposed in all it's glory by pure and untainted Light!! How's that for an analogy!?! :o) whether you disagree or agree with anything I have said in this little rant of mine, make your opinion known! Unlike the major social institutions currently in place, I will not judge or ridicule anyone who disagrees with me and welcome any kind of challenge or debate among differing viewpoints with an open mind, heart, and arms :o)
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Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Monday, May 30, 2011
Look, That Hula Hoop Is Nicking!
Yeah, I'm that lazy right now.. Can't copy and paste on iPhone app so .. Here's something EVEN BETTER!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kiag3AGfDAw&feature=youtube_gdata_player
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kiag3AGfDAw&feature=youtube_gdata_player
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Location:Estabrook Park, Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
This is what happens when doors are angrily and unnecessarily slammed
La Luna Hotel - worst hotel as well as the most creatively misrepresented as being a million times better then it turned out to be in person - already paid for in advance and non refundable, of course. Sigh...
Live and learn.. Live and learn :) do not stay at the la luna inn on Lombard in the marina district of San Francisco please, unless you want your trip to include it's very own version of the scene I share with you below. Lol!
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Live and learn.. Live and learn :) do not stay at the la luna inn on Lombard in the marina district of San Francisco please, unless you want your trip to include it's very own version of the scene I share with you below. Lol!
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Spirals are everywhere around us in nature if you stop to look and see.. Its amazing really... So much so that it is my favorite thing to see and then document photographically, as you soon will see.
1. Original raw and unedited photo taken with my iPhone 4, believe it or not ;)
2. Extreme Being bored-ness overtakes me while agonizingly making my way through the day. A little photo manipulation and being an artsy little fart is often the top choice of mine to focus on and increase the speed of time as it passes... Perceptively at least :)
3. final state (for now) of grungification? Check!
--•-/-•-> photo evolution set #2:
--•-/-•-> photo evolution set #3:
--•-/-•-> photo evolution set #4:
--•-/-•-> photo evolution set #5:
--•-/-•-> photo evolution set #6
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1. Original raw and unedited photo taken with my iPhone 4, believe it or not ;)
2. Extreme Being bored-ness overtakes me while agonizingly making my way through the day. A little photo manipulation and being an artsy little fart is often the top choice of mine to focus on and increase the speed of time as it passes... Perceptively at least :)
3. final state (for now) of grungification? Check!
--•-/-•-> photo evolution set #2:
--•-/-•-> photo evolution set #3:
--•-/-•-> photo evolution set #4:
--•-/-•-> photo evolution set #5:
--•-/-•-> photo evolution set #6
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Family resemblance surfaces again between me and a long lost cousin who aside from being long lost l also might be just a little bit famous... Ha! Found this while googling "Leah Shepard blog" in hoPes of finding an old blog site of mine that I can't remember my login name and pw to for the life of me! Or even where and what site i would go to try to accomplish the goal which should be simple: recollection of and the restoring the absent knowledge i so strongly wish to seek, a battle that may very well end in defeat.. seemingly futile at this juncture... BUT..
I did find the random link to this Site though, and find it eerily familiar and a great description and reflection of exactly the way me and my love need to work on solidifying .. Haha :) I may have never actually met Dax, but do share the same family line as him along with so many more Shepard's who I am sure still remain so unknown to me! My branch of the shepard family tree is pretty much non existent now for me due to death or this totally angry buy justifiable intolerance for them that now permanently resides within me. Sad, I know, but unfortunately true. I can't believe I managed to still develop into the emotionally stable/responsible/caring/loving/passionate/peaceful/well rounded and well not a nutcase with a case of the crazies! It is refreshing to constantly see a lot of similar attributes and commonality, personality speaking that is, with family that now fills up the nothing that was once a huge question mark surrounded by blank space - one of the main unsolved mystery type themes that haunt me in life.
Nothing.. I say nothing shall stand in my way of properly documenting and sharing about this moment of feeling in tune and some kind of genetically cosmic familiarity of the same kind and way of thinking and behaving and overall stressing of the importance of healthy communication in relationships, a kind that sustains and nourishes the happiness within as it grows and grows and grows larger full of love and a pair of positive spirits :) ... Nothing! Not the 20 bagillion million distractions taunting and testing my strength to focus completely on finishing this blog post of a novel so I can get back to my hunt to locate the site/blog
That i mentioned somewhere above in the probably overwhelming string of the unedited and raw cluttered words that I have used in great numbers in an attempt to represent the very profound and complex deep thoughts which occur to me to me. Holy ramblification, batman! Ugh, perhaps yet another FAIL by me really.
Here is one of
The keys that one would need to unlock a deeper level
Of understanding me and what I come from and how it relates to who i am as a person and who I have come to be... Still traveling down my path that hopefully leads to only love and brightness, relatively smooth and bumpless for me and my Mikey - the love of my life and true soul mate who I feel so lucky to have finally found and merged paths with. Life is good, and the smile on mu face is real and cinstantly fresh with the renewal true happiness.
Does any of what I wrote just now make sense or is it too jumbled and mashed together with no order or symmetry or.. Punctuation!! Haha sorry .... ADHD brain here. You wouldnt believe how quickly it thinks and shifts focus as I make connections between everything - exposing the thread which binds it all together in the huge great big giant scheme of things.
We shall see I suppose, when I re read this almost lyrical prose of mine tomorrow when it's not 2:04 am and I Should be sleeping instead of publishing my thoughts for all to see - in one long and ridiculous run on sentence brought to you personally and direct from my head and onto this blog by me.
Done. God dammit. Now I am done. Blahh..
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I did find the random link to this Site though, and find it eerily familiar and a great description and reflection of exactly the way me and my love need to work on solidifying .. Haha :) I may have never actually met Dax, but do share the same family line as him along with so many more Shepard's who I am sure still remain so unknown to me! My branch of the shepard family tree is pretty much non existent now for me due to death or this totally angry buy justifiable intolerance for them that now permanently resides within me. Sad, I know, but unfortunately true. I can't believe I managed to still develop into the emotionally stable/responsible/caring/loving/passionate/peaceful/well rounded and well not a nutcase with a case of the crazies! It is refreshing to constantly see a lot of similar attributes and commonality, personality speaking that is, with family that now fills up the nothing that was once a huge question mark surrounded by blank space - one of the main unsolved mystery type themes that haunt me in life.
Nothing.. I say nothing shall stand in my way of properly documenting and sharing about this moment of feeling in tune and some kind of genetically cosmic familiarity of the same kind and way of thinking and behaving and overall stressing of the importance of healthy communication in relationships, a kind that sustains and nourishes the happiness within as it grows and grows and grows larger full of love and a pair of positive spirits :) ... Nothing! Not the 20 bagillion million distractions taunting and testing my strength to focus completely on finishing this blog post of a novel so I can get back to my hunt to locate the site/blog
That i mentioned somewhere above in the probably overwhelming string of the unedited and raw cluttered words that I have used in great numbers in an attempt to represent the very profound and complex deep thoughts which occur to me to me. Holy ramblification, batman! Ugh, perhaps yet another FAIL by me really.
Here is one of
The keys that one would need to unlock a deeper level
Of understanding me and what I come from and how it relates to who i am as a person and who I have come to be... Still traveling down my path that hopefully leads to only love and brightness, relatively smooth and bumpless for me and my Mikey - the love of my life and true soul mate who I feel so lucky to have finally found and merged paths with. Life is good, and the smile on mu face is real and cinstantly fresh with the renewal true happiness.
Does any of what I wrote just now make sense or is it too jumbled and mashed together with no order or symmetry or.. Punctuation!! Haha sorry .... ADHD brain here. You wouldnt believe how quickly it thinks and shifts focus as I make connections between everything - exposing the thread which binds it all together in the huge great big giant scheme of things.
We shall see I suppose, when I re read this almost lyrical prose of mine tomorrow when it's not 2:04 am and I Should be sleeping instead of publishing my thoughts for all to see - in one long and ridiculous run on sentence brought to you personally and direct from my head and onto this blog by me.
Done. God dammit. Now I am done. Blahh..
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Location:Glendale, Wisconsin ,United States
Monday, May 2, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
Oh Roo, How I Miss You So..
Matt Sheridan (I called him my Roo...) was my best friend for many many years. From age 13 and on, we were like 2 peas in a pod really... For the most part. I can't even really remember specifically exactly when and how and where I was when we first met - but once we did, we were instantly best friends forever. We couldn't explain it.. There was no point in even trying to. The words simply do not exist in any spoken or written language in which I have encountered. It was a friendship that no one else could touch - no one else could even understand. But we didn't care!!
On March 5 of this year he would have turned 27 years old, it's crazy to think about what life as I know it would be like if he was still alive... He was killed by Officer Gregory Klobokowsi of the Mequon Police Department on a Sunday Night in June of 2004.... It was fathers day.
Roo was a rebel, for sure.. With and at times without a cause... He wasn't a stranger to the Mequon PD.. He would always talk about how they were just out to get him.. And one time, in a panicked and anxious state, he kept insisting and repeating to me over and over that "the cops, they are gonna kill me
leah.. I just know it.. ive dreampt it... And noone will expect it because if i tell this to anyone else they will think i have gone crazy bananas in the head... But im scared leah, im really scared...." and he was very visibly scared and he shaking.. Tears streaming down his face As he held my hand in his SO tight that I could feel both of our heartbeats... It hurt, but I let him anyway.. I didn't know what else to do except be there right next to him, hug him, let him crush
My hand, and after a few silent moments... I said "no. You know what roo, that's a dream.. You are being a little more paranoid than you need to be. If you are so afraid and truly think and believe that this is how you will meet your demise.. Then 1. Stop doing shit that attracts the attention of those fuck head po-po's 2. Clean up your life, clear up your mind, let it take a breather for once! Geez! And 3. You are absolutely not going to die in such a way. Youare going to die peacefully in your sleep at the age of 86 after living a lifetime of laughter and happiness and love and gained experience and knowledge."
"no Leah, you Jane it wrong this time.. I'm not even gonna see the age of 21. What does it matter what I do? I might as well live it up while I'm still able to live at all! ..... I want go get a drink... Will you have a drink with me Leah? Please? It might be our last chance to do so...."
Little did I know how absolutely and eerily true his premonition of his death would be. Sure enough, at 20 years old... He was MURDERED by a cop who carelessly placed what he thought was a "spit hood" over Roo's head... You know, to protect them from all the spitting that Roo WASN'T doing. Turns out it was something nowhere near a spit hood that night. It was a bio-terror escape mask that when put over the head, a breathing apparatus MUST be attached so that one can you know, BReAThe!?! This Kind Of escape hood/mask was part of a brand new inclusion of post 9/11 equipment that each police car was and still is equipped with. One would think that it would be a given that anyone given that kin of equipment and extra power and responsibility would naturally want to know exactly whAt it is he or she may have to use someday. But nope, not this cop. He didn't attend any of the multiple mandatory classes in which he was supposed to have taken and Apparently, that was just fine and dandy as far as the Mequon PD was concerned.
So.. Roo suffocated to death, screaming and kicking that he couldn't breathe and yelling for help. The cops told him to settle sown and shut up, that they'd be at the PD soon. I have heard the audio recording from inside the squad car, I could hear my roo writhing in pain and agony and fear. He was severely asthmatic. Not being able to breathe was one of the things he feared most... And now, as 2 cops carelessly laugh and joke about how pathetic and immature he was being, this was where his life on earth ends. His soul slipped away and he was gone.
When unheard the news i was in a constant state of shock for quite some time. I was angry all the time, i was resentful towards anyone who ever had tried to get in the way of our friendship. I took to the streets and joined a small group of others
And we protested and screamed our little hearts out, right outside the Mequon Police Station. Holding up signs that said things like "with great power comes great responsibility" and "the death penalty for spitting!?!" among others. I have pictures
That I took from this, I'll dig em up and add them to this blog entry. I'll have to do that later though, I Need to unwind from all the pain and sadness that goes along with writing all that I just did out. This is one true life story that Is far from being finished. It is Just all so complex and full of twists and turns and leaps and bounds... As well as ups and downs.. And of course, the occasional falling flat on the ground - face first with your head in the dirt full of rAw teenage angst and passion and pain and... I'm gonna cry.
To be continued my friends!!
Below you will see a little collection of 5 different versions of this photo, one of
My favorite ever taken, of Matthew J. Sheridan... Goofball extraordinaire :) I call it
"Speak No Evil, Tell No Lies..."
I miss you everyday Roo. I thick about you always.. And I always will. Until the day I die and then maybe, if all this "heaven" hype and BS if you ask me turns out to be true... Well then maybe we can find ourself face to face once more... Who knows.... Boone does, really. They just think they do.
TO bE CONTinueD SoOn.....!
I promise.
Eventually I will have written a novel/book based on him and our friendship and all the complexity and tragedy and pain and Sorrow... And lots about all the laughter, the smiles.. The good times... Those are important to remember.
:( sigh..
On March 5 of this year he would have turned 27 years old, it's crazy to think about what life as I know it would be like if he was still alive... He was killed by Officer Gregory Klobokowsi of the Mequon Police Department on a Sunday Night in June of 2004.... It was fathers day.
Roo was a rebel, for sure.. With and at times without a cause... He wasn't a stranger to the Mequon PD.. He would always talk about how they were just out to get him.. And one time, in a panicked and anxious state, he kept insisting and repeating to me over and over that "the cops, they are gonna kill me
leah.. I just know it.. ive dreampt it... And noone will expect it because if i tell this to anyone else they will think i have gone crazy bananas in the head... But im scared leah, im really scared...." and he was very visibly scared and he shaking.. Tears streaming down his face As he held my hand in his SO tight that I could feel both of our heartbeats... It hurt, but I let him anyway.. I didn't know what else to do except be there right next to him, hug him, let him crush
My hand, and after a few silent moments... I said "no. You know what roo, that's a dream.. You are being a little more paranoid than you need to be. If you are so afraid and truly think and believe that this is how you will meet your demise.. Then 1. Stop doing shit that attracts the attention of those fuck head po-po's 2. Clean up your life, clear up your mind, let it take a breather for once! Geez! And 3. You are absolutely not going to die in such a way. Youare going to die peacefully in your sleep at the age of 86 after living a lifetime of laughter and happiness and love and gained experience and knowledge."
"no Leah, you Jane it wrong this time.. I'm not even gonna see the age of 21. What does it matter what I do? I might as well live it up while I'm still able to live at all! ..... I want go get a drink... Will you have a drink with me Leah? Please? It might be our last chance to do so...."
Little did I know how absolutely and eerily true his premonition of his death would be. Sure enough, at 20 years old... He was MURDERED by a cop who carelessly placed what he thought was a "spit hood" over Roo's head... You know, to protect them from all the spitting that Roo WASN'T doing. Turns out it was something nowhere near a spit hood that night. It was a bio-terror escape mask that when put over the head, a breathing apparatus MUST be attached so that one can you know, BReAThe!?! This Kind Of escape hood/mask was part of a brand new inclusion of post 9/11 equipment that each police car was and still is equipped with. One would think that it would be a given that anyone given that kin of equipment and extra power and responsibility would naturally want to know exactly whAt it is he or she may have to use someday. But nope, not this cop. He didn't attend any of the multiple mandatory classes in which he was supposed to have taken and Apparently, that was just fine and dandy as far as the Mequon PD was concerned.
So.. Roo suffocated to death, screaming and kicking that he couldn't breathe and yelling for help. The cops told him to settle sown and shut up, that they'd be at the PD soon. I have heard the audio recording from inside the squad car, I could hear my roo writhing in pain and agony and fear. He was severely asthmatic. Not being able to breathe was one of the things he feared most... And now, as 2 cops carelessly laugh and joke about how pathetic and immature he was being, this was where his life on earth ends. His soul slipped away and he was gone.
When unheard the news i was in a constant state of shock for quite some time. I was angry all the time, i was resentful towards anyone who ever had tried to get in the way of our friendship. I took to the streets and joined a small group of others
And we protested and screamed our little hearts out, right outside the Mequon Police Station. Holding up signs that said things like "with great power comes great responsibility" and "the death penalty for spitting!?!" among others. I have pictures
That I took from this, I'll dig em up and add them to this blog entry. I'll have to do that later though, I Need to unwind from all the pain and sadness that goes along with writing all that I just did out. This is one true life story that Is far from being finished. It is Just all so complex and full of twists and turns and leaps and bounds... As well as ups and downs.. And of course, the occasional falling flat on the ground - face first with your head in the dirt full of rAw teenage angst and passion and pain and... I'm gonna cry.
To be continued my friends!!
Below you will see a little collection of 5 different versions of this photo, one of
My favorite ever taken, of Matthew J. Sheridan... Goofball extraordinaire :) I call it
"Speak No Evil, Tell No Lies..."
I miss you everyday Roo. I thick about you always.. And I always will. Until the day I die and then maybe, if all this "heaven" hype and BS if you ask me turns out to be true... Well then maybe we can find ourself face to face once more... Who knows.... Boone does, really. They just think they do.
TO bE CONTinueD SoOn.....!
I promise.
Eventually I will have written a novel/book based on him and our friendship and all the complexity and tragedy and pain and Sorrow... And lots about all the laughter, the smiles.. The good times... Those are important to remember.
:( sigh..
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Portugal. The Man - People Say (Official Music Video)
Just randomly discovered this band and I can't believe I haven't heard them before... Am I really that out of the loop???? Must be... time to fix that nonsense starting TODAY! So.. without further ado... A really great song by a REALLY great band that has instantly become a new favorite of mine! Yeah! :) Lyrically, couldn't have said it better boys. I mean really! That is all. Enjoy.
Tweet
Guess what the newest rage in the Senior Citizen Community?!
ONLINE DATING!! Finally,
There is an online dated website for Seniors only, that is exactly what they have been desperate for over decades - and apparently it is 97% guaranteed that one really old person will meet another really old person for an old person date that possibly could lead to fulfilling mutual old peoples secret desire to be intimate with someone their own age. Grooooooossssss!! Lol. Images have sprung up in my head now and I don't like it one bit! Re-Boot.
Peace Out!
It's FUcking
Outside here in good old Brew City Aka Milwaukee, WI
Better! Today will be even colder and grosser and I am not looking forward to the fact that in 2 hours and 40 minute, time has somehow managed to slow itself and speed back up without even realizing it.
Eyes are droopy and feeling quote heavy too.
There is an online dated website for Seniors only, that is exactly what they have been desperate for over decades - and apparently it is 97% guaranteed that one really old person will meet another really old person for an old person date that possibly could lead to fulfilling mutual old peoples secret desire to be intimate with someone their own age. Grooooooossssss!! Lol. Images have sprung up in my head now and I don't like it one bit! Re-Boot.
Peace Out!
It's FUcking
Outside here in good old Brew City Aka Milwaukee, WI
Better! Today will be even colder and grosser and I am not looking forward to the fact that in 2 hours and 40 minute, time has somehow managed to slow itself and speed back up without even realizing it.
Eyes are droopy and feeling quote heavy too.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
This Is What I Do When I'm Bored.
1 photo of myself easily turns into 5 when boredom ensues and blankets the land of Leah during a typical work day. Lol. A half hour well spent, I do declare!! And because this is just so incredibly interesting, I thought I would throw them out into the air of the iterwaves and share :o)
(taken using my iPhone while in our swanky Las Vegas hotel room~February 26, 2011)
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(taken using my iPhone while in our swanky Las Vegas hotel room~February 26, 2011)
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Location:Glendale,United States
Just Another Day at FHK... An Interoffice Conversation
Leah Shepard lol sure
i wish i could clone myself and make my clone do everything for me today
haha
i wish i could clone myself and make my clone do everything for me today
haha
frontdesk210
I wish I had a clone too!
I wish I had a clone too!
Leah Shepard
i totally think science and technology is far more advanced than anyone knows - civilians at least. i bet there are clones walking around out there that maybe don't even know that they are clones.
lol
random thought of the day
i totally think science and technology is far more advanced than anyone knows - civilians at least. i bet there are clones walking around out there that maybe don't even know that they are clones.
lol
random thought of the day
frontdesk210
Maybe we are the clones :-( haha
Maybe we are the clones :-( haha
Leah Shepard
We totally could be. Cue twilight zone theme song music.
We totally could be. Cue twilight zone theme song music.
frontdesk210
lol
lol
Friday, January 14, 2011
As I Sit I Think And Wonder...
Who Knows Where Thoughts Come From...? They Just Appear.
ADHD Poster Child? Maybe... Ingenious, perceptive, sensitive, creative, and an imaginative thinking little Leah ?? Definitely.
I wonder what exactly it is that I was thinking precisely at the moment this picture of me was taken... I'm 5, clearly highly distractible... Not even balloon animals were interesting enough to maintain my attention. Lol. Some random kid pulling at my arm.. People all around.. And here I am, deep in thought and looking up at something.
Makes me go "hmm.." haha.
I bet that there are at least some little rocks, a crayon, and 1 animal cracker stashed in that big pocket there. You never know when you might need those kind of things when you are 5... Lol!
Thursday, January 13, 2011
I Blove my Blabey!
Aren't we cute together? I think so :) Below are various exhibits
Of Mikey loving Leah and Leah loving Mikey and how awesome life has started To feel
From the very moment my eyes met his. Like magic, really. I'm not even exaggerating..
Taken at Sniffopolis - May 2010
•••PeAcE, LOVE,
& VeGeTaBLeS!•••
Of Mikey loving Leah and Leah loving Mikey and how awesome life has started To feel
From the very moment my eyes met his. Like magic, really. I'm not even exaggerating..
Taken at Sniffopolis - May 2010
•••PeAcE, LOVE,
& VeGeTaBLeS!•••
Location:N Bethmaur Ln,Glendale,United States
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Just Another Day video #1
There are no words really, lol. Eventually this will be part of a super awesome montage of the ridiculous daily antics that occur at my office.
•••PeAcE, LOVE,
& VeGeTaBLeS!•••
•••PeAcE, LOVE,
& VeGeTaBLeS!•••
Monday, January 10, 2011
Nerd Alert...
Something I randomly drew and then lost and then found under the coffee table. Lol :)
•••PeAcE, LOVE,
& VeGeTaBLeS!•••
•••PeAcE, LOVE,
& VeGeTaBLeS!•••
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