Skyline

Superman :)

I remember the original, I remember the Christopher Reeve version, I liked the guy on Smallville... Canadian guy... didn't watch the show much but saw the finale. I also recently saw a later film that I thought was surprisingly true to the franchise, but a bit draggy (as in tempo, not cross dressing ;) )

When I was around 10, I bought a large Superman comic book. It was at least an inch thick. More like an anthology. It was the first time I read about how he came to be Superman, and I was totally drawn in. I can still remember the images of the toddler and the ship, and the couple finding him.

I had a lot of Super Hero dreams back then. Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, - Charlie's Angles ;) We made pretty great teams for a number of years.

In the real world, kids were ignored. People assumed kids knew nothing and could make no valid contributions to conversations, society, or the planet. Kids were thought to be stupid. Living in the "real world" was frustrating.

In my dreams, the bad guys also thought kids were stupid, knew nothing, and could make no valid contribution to conversations, society, or the planet. So they also ignored me. But in my dreams, that was my advantage.

♫ "Where... Where is Flare?" ♫

I don't remember the rest. But I can explain that. I never actually sang that song. A friend did. So there! :P

Flare...

Solar?

Emergency?

I like the car commercial where a family is at the edge of a canyon watching all the stuck vehicles send up flares, like it was a fireworks show - and then eventually decide to go down and help them, with their all terrain vehicle :)

(I just noticed this got saved to draft instead of posting on the 20th, so the date is correct, but it's actually being posted about 2 weeks late!)

Solitaire

See? That's why yesterday's "hearts" (vs "heart") kept pointing me to cards and card games!

Solitaire. I know someone who plays it a lot. I can always hear it in the background when I call or in the next room when I visit. She also saves games at the moment of winning so she can replay the last card over and over and watch the winning "card shuffle" animation fill the screen.

Hearts

Queen of ____

Playing cards

- It's the "s" on the end that's making me go in this direction...

Heart.

I remember when I first saw mine. The only time I think. In my 20s during a stress test of some kind. I saw it beating on the monitor, in black and white. I remember thinking how... it's tough to say.... "tired"... Maybe...? "Vulnerable?" It looked?

People are used to seeing babies hearts beating inside of them, and getting emotional, but I saw my own. And somehow, I felt sorry for it. Like, there it was, working, always, unseen and not appreciated as much as it should be. Because I hadn't known before. Hadn't really seen it doing its thing. I knew it was there of course, and had felt it, but it's one thing to know your heart is working, and to feel it beating. It's another to actually see it, pumping, unending, doing its job, on a screen, in black and white. I don't know what I expected. Something more solid looking? Maybe? This looked like a sack.

I wanted to wrap a blanket around it, and take care of it. Let it take a nap or something. To give it rest. And then of course I realized it could never rest. Not ever. Not even for a few minutes. It would always work, 24/7, forever, until it, and I, die. I'd love to let it sleep.

Left

When I was in Kindergarden and did all the school testing stuff to see if I was a genius or if I was a moron, I remember being asked to write a few words and to sign my name on a piece of paper. I did. After staring at my less than stellar 5 year old handwriting, they told me to try with my left hand instead. I did. - Then they told me to go back to my right hand ;)

Uh oh... like a frozen icicle on a roof, yesterday's word is stuck and hasn't changed over.

Unless it's due to the daylight savings thing and this thinks it's an hour... no wait.... that wouldn't work that way. Then the new word would have been posted an hour earlier not an hour later.

Yup.

Stuck...

A virtual "icicle" frozen in the entryway of OneWord...

Let's see how long it takes to melt...

Icicle

I remember the taste of icicles. Do you? That dirty water taste? Not quite magical, and yet, somehow... it still was.

Beginning

How long has it been since I had a "beginning?"

Lots of endings... Lots of "same o'les...

wrapping up, re-doing, fixing...

Beginnings can be fun.

I remember beginnings.

Prints

Finger prints.

I always wanted a detective kit when I was younger. They used to sell little finger printing kits for kids, where you could dust on white powder or black powder and then lift a print and tape it to the opposite colored paper (white powder on black paper or black powder on white...) I think a little booklet came with them and probably also a magnifying glass. The round kind with a handle (- Which I'd also seen used to burn leaves or burn initials into a seesaw!)

Patent

...leather shoes?

Tap dancing.

Everyone thought I should be a tapper. I would have loved to be a tapper! But I had trouble with the arms... I could get my feet to make the right sounds, but the rest of the body? Not so much.

I still have about four or five steps I remember that "appear" when I'm waiting for an elevator. A bit like pacing or a nervous tick... except it's falap -

falap, ball -

Crap now I have to stand up and do it!

Brush heel toe heel falap heel heel!

Autumn

My favorite season. There's nothing I don't like about it. The leaves, the temperature... not too hot and not to cold. And shorter days. I like shorter days. I like apples and pumpkins and fleecy things too.

Someday, I'd like to have a cabin. For fall and winter months. Maybe I can hibernate in the spring...

Tires

Do you know how many people don't know how to check their tires and fill them with air? (That's a rhetorical question. I don't know how many, but it's a lot!) It's easy! It's fast, it's fun.... the little tire gauge thing looks like a sonic screwdriver, and best of all, air pumps at most gas stations are free!

Downpour

I love rain.

Mostly I'm thinking of woods and camping, and summer camp... Isn't that when downpours always happen?

Poking a tarp from underneath with a stick, to release all the accumulating water.... plastic ponchos... gray... puddles... leaves... woods... gravel...

The sound of rain...

And birds... always the sound of birds afterwards. Excited, shaking water off their heads, hopping from tree to tree.

Profound

It's not difficult to be profound.

The word's origins go back to the word Profundus, which means "Deep." Actually Pro meaning "before" and fundus meaning "bottom."

The question for me is, by "before" does that mean "as you approach the bottom from the top?" so "pro" is referring to the space right before you reach the very bottom? Or does it refer to a space beyond the bottom?

Something beyond the bottom...

Now that's profound.

Epiphany

Oh boy I have a whole blog post saved up on this! More of a rant really. The short version is, just because something is brand new to you, that doesn't mean it's new to the rest of the world. It's fabulous when people learn new things. More people should learn new things! But "new to you" rarely means "New to the universe."