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His shoes were shined. His pants were pressed, and he had a Kangol on. He was an instigator. The older African American man who sat next to me on the bus enjoyed the journey as much as I did. He would say whatever I thought, and we would laugh. Like those young girls need to get up and let the older women with canes and heavy bags sit down. Most did not.
At one point an old drunk man decided he was going to squeeze in between two younger women in the front seats. He asked her to move over. She didn’t. He turned his butt towards her and squeezed in the seat next to her.
The old man next to me laughed out loud. I admit I giggled too.
It was a busy afternoon. There was lots of getting on and off. Lots of opinions to be made about each. It was fun. This city is full of character, in the people and the places.
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The City is taken over by the Lollapalooza Festival. Crowds are everywhere.
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I like the internet, but can’t keep up with everything that happens. I am usually behind when I finally catch on to something that has been trending a while.
Mostly because whatever is trending is blowing my mind. By that I mean it is really stupid, or it’s pretty wow or it just can’t be figured out.
But sometimes it is just stinking fun.
So with that. I am on team Laurel. I know right. Blew my mind. I went to several sights to listen to it. All the time, Laurel. It was weird. Then I went through the house and made others listen. Yanny. Can you believe I live with a bunch of Yannys? But doesn’t it speak to how unique we all are?
Then I kept seeing this woman on the phone on some of the craziest memes. And I asked myself, what is that all about? This woman called the police because some people were grilling in a park. That was stupid and so the internet went to town on her. And you know it is funny when you have friends and family from all over the place sharing the different memes.
This one here made me stop and take notice.
Whenever there is a shifting in the atmosphere there is one I call, but you can’t get Him by phone! This meme cracked me up.
It is also something that should make you stop and think before you do something someone else can make look stupid.
Yet in addition to that I read Black Guns Matter, a dehumanizing president is the most openly bigoted one ever and American Christians love it, our freedom is slipping away as we focus on the wrong things, when we put ourselves before the ones we love we end up missing the greatest day of their life and how to define my own success.
Instead of a small world that consist of my four walls, my work friends and a few people I have stayed in touched with over the years, I am drowning in a world of photos, quotes, prom and graduation photos of people I will never meet, vacation spots I never knew existed, clothing that will train my waist (lol), exercisers, travelers, dance recitals, remarkable looking food, a valiant history that reminds me how long and hard we have fought for freedom, and I love every minute of it.
Thanks for sharing your life.
Here is the link to some images from today’s March for Our Lives which took place in Fort Worth, Texas. It was great seeing all of the folks who showed up. Iwill be adding more images over the next couple of days. If you see something you like, download it. If you like it, please consider leaving me a tip through paypal at Uppcreative.
Let me warn you now, any good you see in me is really Christ because there is no good in me except for Him.
15. I did not set out to do this, but as I looked back on it, I have to say I am impressed with God. I did stuff for others and required nothing in return. Atleast once a quarter I donated blood or platelets. It may have been more because sometimes went when they called. But atleast once a quarter I gave so someone else could benefit. This year I also reached out to my friends and we raised money for a family that adopted 4 children into their family of five.
16. I learned to do new things on social media. I started sharing my art on Instagram. It challenges me to see the world differently and use the things I learn. It makes me tell a story in a few shots.
I.love.twitter. There are some of the most wittiest and clever people I have never met. But there are also some of the most stupidiest. I have found hope and joy in the words of others. I have found laughter that almost stops my breathing. And I relish the moments I can join the fight. There is absolutely nothing like when twitter goes in on a person. ( If they ever go in on you, shut up. Do not respond you will only feed the fire.) i.love.twitter.
17. I took some great photos this year and surpassed my goal. There was a good combination of families, individuals and events. They all made me look good. Thank you.
Doing 17 things that I had not done before was not easy. Sometimes it was really hard to do things differently or step out of my comfort zone. I had to think about what I was doing because it is easy to do the same things you are comfortable with, but what does that really get you. What new thing are you learning? How are you stretching your current skill set? Since next year ends in 18, there will be 18 different things on my list. I look forward to what the year brings.
I challenge you to look for 18 new things to do next year. As you accomplish these things, take a photo and share it with us.
Peace and Hairgrease.