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I couldn't remember any family sayings that we got from books, but I did remember that my dad always said "Rightie Tightie, Leftie Loosie" when teaching us how to use tools. It was a perfect says for this photo of a friend of mine.
Dear Lizzy striped paper, Amy Tangerine all other papers, die cuts and chipboard, Simple Stories orange phrase stickers, Authentique black phrase stickers and misc black alphabet stickers.
By the time we finished running errands today The Girl couldn't wait to get home to draw something she had been thinking about while we were out.
She quickly found her box of markers and a piece of paper and started drawing, not saying a word till she was done. When she is in the zone, she is really in the zone.
i love it when the sun's light pours thru my window.
putting the finishing touches on a bag i've been working on.
Why am i charged £120.00 more for the same guitar because i'm left handed - Bloody cheek -it should be against the law to pick on Left Handed Peep's
My teacher made me sit on my left hand to make me write with my right hand !! -She would be arrested now as a 'child abuser' - i am not the 'devil child'
-And eh i can play a groovy version of a lot of Mr Dylan+and some standards - thanx to my right handed Bruv who taught me on his upside down guitar
Together we stand. I'll be by your side you know I'll take your hand. LOVED THAT SONG.
Okay. Serious time now. I'm not alone. Because I have internet friends who tag me and then I get to talk about myself a lot and tage more people.
I was actually tagged twice, by Jadore Je t'aime, and petals of paula. They are both amazing photographers and sweet people. And I'm not just saying that. Go look at them, they are tagged in this too.
Now my ten facts.
1. I own a Richard Simmons workout dvd, called disco sweat. The greatest thing ever, hands down.
2. I have toast bandages. Like, bandaids, shaped like toast. I really enjoy them. I desperately want mustache bandaids.
3. The thing I want more than mustache bandaids is one of Keri Smith's books. The destroy this book, or this is not a book. Those are the coolest things ever.
4. I write with my right hand, but I really wish I was a leftie.
5. Two words. Teddy grahams.
6. My big toe randomly goes numb. For no reason, it just does.
7. The sweatshirt I'm wearing in this picture. Yeah, it's not mine. I stole it from my friend.
8. I'm running out of facts about myself.
9. I like eating pudding out of a ziplock bag.
10. It is a life goal of mine to nail jello to a tree.
Colin comes down the steps of the old stand in Dr Cullen Park followed by Kieran "Leftie" Byrne, Brian Hunter, Michael Whelan, John McGrath, Dermot O'Connor, Ollie Keogh, Paul Byrne, James Doyle, Eamonn Doyle, Damien Doyle and Peter Kiernan.
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minkxxx: I love that you've used colour in this. Really works. Is this "The" park? The one full of commie, femmo, do-gooder, poofter, leso, leftie, bloody anarchist, hippies!?! And their tents? Go for it you good things!!!!!!! XX
iamakittehcouch: @minkxxx No this is Union Square Park...actually many of all the above-mentioned frequent here as well. If you refer to Occupy Wall Street that is called Zuccotti Park in the downtown area. I haven't been able to visit as yet.
iamakittehcouch: @minkxxx thanks
iamakittehcouch: #100likes #tina100
jeep0803: Your photos are always great. To hear the news of the strike there, I am concerned about you.
iamakittehcouch: @jeep0803 Thank you but do not be concerned. There have been some small incidents however it is not violent here. ✌✨
minkxxx: I also forgot to mention that the line I used about all 'those sorts of people" is based on an Australian satirical sketch. I wasn't being offensive & if I've offended anyone I apologise. It's just that we had a Prime Minister a few years back that coined the term "un-Australian" which could be used to exclude, silence &/or discredit anyone who wasn't stereotypically 1950s, nuclear, heterosexual family with (at least) 3 kids, a stay at home wife & mother and a bread winning man. Middle class or with middle class aspirations. Top stuff eh? X
iamakittehcouch: @minkxxx it's all good my friend. I think we all knew what you meant
Rost on the leftie, Dred is on the right.
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i love it when the sun's light pours thru my window.
putting the finishing touches on a bag i've been working on.
I was going to make this into another one of my bullpup rifles, but then I realized something while I was extending the stock a little bit more "HOLY SHIT, that T-Pod makes a pretty good folding stock piece!"
so, I just made a leftie LR-300 mod
enjoy!
I know, the focus should have been on the cup. Sue me.
And yeah, I'm a leftie.
7-11 is giving away free slurpees today in celebration of their 80th birthday! So don't forget to go in to your closest location and pick up a cupful of the slurpee goodness. Mine was neon-blue with some vanilla flavoring. Mmmmmm....
Risorgimento revolutionary, poetess, warrior, world traveller, aristocrat and all-around dope-addled leftie lunatic Princess Cristina Trivulzio di Belgiojoso (1808-1871), as recreated in her dishabille by actress Francesca Inaudi in Mario Martone's "Noi Credevamo" (2010).
We were in Bicester today, as our daughter was working from home there. We looked after 3-year old Smaller Miss, and later on fetched 5-year old Little Miss from school. There was a lot of cutting of paper going on, as Smaller Miss has discovered the joy of scissors. She's a leftie, so has her own scissors, but also enjoyed using the ones on my SAK, which seem to work well with either hand. We also played a few games together.
In the evening, I went for a walk around the village, and a deer came through the hedge ahead of me, from the left. It looked at me for a while, but when I got the phone out for a photo, it crossed the road and went into the field on the other side. Low light gave a poor photo, but you can at least see it's a deer (or was it a kangaroo?)!
Far far too easy. And a bit of a joke for us south paws. Yes, I could have done it with my right hand but I am so un-co I can't even hold a pen with it, so it would have been one big mess and I just felt like colouring with crayons. Plus. Bathurst was on and it was a good-un.
The December 2000 Dennis Javelin GX with Kiwi C53F bodywork captured southbound on Main St. and about to do a leftie into Union St. on the 6809 IC service from Palmerston North to Wellington after a setdown / pickup at the Main St. stop in Foxton.
I did it! I finally cracked it! The crochet addition got me onto Ravelry, and there I admired far too many knit creations. So tempting to try! I bought some cheap needles and didn't get very far. And now, several months later, I tried again, and I got it! The key were the circulars: so much more manageable for me. I also switched from the style my grandmother tried to teach me some time last millennium to continental right-handed (I'm a leftie).
I took the picture before I moved on to purling. The swatch now has a few rows of lace followed by recognisable stockinette. Here I go!
Let's face it, there was nothing else I was going to do with that awful yarn! (I already used some for a crochet hook speed test some months back....).
My boyfriend started his own guitar effect pedal company last year and I have the honor of hand-painting them! :D This one is called the Comrade Duck. We originally did 3 designs with 3 different WWII era uniforms on the duck. (I guess I should mention we're called "Luck Duck Pedals"). So even though I'm uploading this tonight, these were all taken last night as I started painting! The next series shows me finishing it today! Wooh!
And yes, I know, I hold my utensils weird. I am not left handed, but apparently I hold all of my utensils like a leftie, and get all the "left-handed problems", like always smearing my writing with my pinky and getting ink all over the side of my hand. Haha!
1. Glutton. I overeat.
2. Pacifist. Last time I got in a physical fight was at the Lismore baseball field, circa 1994. I got dropped with a punch to the face. Put in a decent showing despite my glass jaw, though.
3. Skeptic. I question my own beliefs and hold them up to intense scrutiny. A non-believer in the supernatural.
4. Alumnus. I am intensely connected to where I did my undergrad, Mount Allison University (www.mta.ca).
5. Aging. The ravages of male pattern baldness are with me.
6. Half-deaf. I have been having really bad hearing problems for the last year. Infection after infection has made me say "what?" a lot.
7. Shrinking. In the last year, I've dropped 22lbs. Hoping to lose another 20 or so. Contrast with #1 to see why this is necessary.
8. Leftie. I write with my left, but for things I need power for (e.g., batting, throwing) I use my right.
9. Unmarried. In about three months, you will see a ring on this finger and #9 will be obsolete. Luckily, the girl who's getting a ring too is worth the trouble. :)
10. Mutant. I have an extra bone in my feet. It hurts a lot of the time.
Didn't do much today, it was a boring Friday the 13th.
Watched videos, played games and looked at my arm a lot. I did start watching a new series on youtube the other day that both interests and creeps me out! Goes great with how weird and cruel the world can be (It's called 'Seriously Strange')
So, a year ago to the day, I had surgery on my arm (which everyone should know seeing as I talk about it a lot) That day was probably one of the most important days of my life so far. It's the day that could have ended up turning me into a leftie. But that god I had a perfectionist as a surgeon because he made sure I wouldn't have to learn to write and do everything with my left hand. (even though I did kinda)
ANYWAY, He had told me before surgery it would be about 6 to 8 hours long because they had no real idea what kind of mess was in my arm. We knew it was 10 inches and that it was kinda like a spider web entangling with tendons and muscle but still no clue how badly it looked. The surgery went great, when I woke up I was in not as much pain as I thought. I honestly thought I'd be in lots of pain but truthfully I wasn't, it did hurt a LOT but not as much. When the nurses took me to meet up with my parents that's when I was told how long it actually was, like an hour & half. Even with being drugged up, I was shocked and really confused by that. They explained to me what he told them, that it was a lot more simple than thought. (i don't remember what exactly was said but whatever) I stayed over night, and even had pizza for dinner that night!
The next day, we got home and I had taco bell before sleeping a lot of the day away... because I couldn't do much seeing as my arm was in a cast and still in pain.
Weeks later, I was able to take off the cast and actually move it around. But my surgeon noticed I couldn't exactly bend my pinky and the finger next to it all the way down. But was still surprised by how much movement I had. He still said I needed a tendon graph down so I would have most if not all my movement back. So, another surgery for this girl. That one I didn't stay the night and went home the same day (I had chicken nuggets from mcdonalds afterwards) I went almost two months(?) I'm not sure how long, but it was a long time in a half cast thingy. The rest of the year from the second surgery, I spent a lot of the time trying to perfect doing things with my left hand and when I could trying to get my pinky to bend all the way down.
Now a year later, I'm able to bend all the fingers down lot no problem. I can do a lot with my right hand again and I even paint nails a lot better. I think the nail painting helps to be honest. It's amazing to be honest, I always look at my hand at times just making a fist because of my pinky. Like my surgeon.. I didn't think it would bend or I'd ever make a fist again. Yet I can! I can do lots of my right hand and although my writing kinda sucks now but my nail painting skills has gotten better, although more shaky.
BUT ANYWAY. Such a long post. It's just amazing to see my scar and think that I had a 10 inch tumor in my arm and that it wasn't anything that serious that it was only a mass in my arm that was entangling with everything. Myself and my family are just really thankful it wasn't cancer or anything else. Now a year later, it's still weird to look at my arm and think about. (which I do a lot)
SUCH A LONG POST, MY GOD.
(don't worry tomorrow's will probably be really short)
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This is Johannes. I spotted his Che Guevara bag and figured I should ask him for a photo. He lives with his girlfriend here in Haninge but is originally from Torsås in Småland. As you can probably guess Johannes is a leftist. He used to be a member of the KPML(r), the Swedish communist party, but has now left ( no pun intended), that organisation. He works full time at a metal workshop north of Stockholm. And is also a student at the department of literature at the Stockholm University, so he really is a busy man. So much so that he is thinking about giving up his studies.
A minute or so before I met Johannes I had a quick chat with Linda & Evelina. And minutes after talking to the leftie I met both the Architect and the Philosopher.