“Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.” -Maria Robinson
I woke up this morning with a smile on my face. thank you.note to self: Placido Chianti 2002 goes down like sandpaper.
Monday, March 23
today
I woke up this morning with a smile on my face. thank you.note to self: Placido Chianti 2002 goes down like sandpaper.
Wednesday, March 18
the game of life
“Bad times wake us up to the good times we weren’t paying attention to.”
Good Will Hunting
Good Will Hunting
I got pulled over yesterday. I saw him, I pressed my brakes.. but I was too late. I just couldnt help but think "perfect timing". With moving in my near future, the last thing I need is to spend more money than I have.. but then again, when is it ever a good time to get a ticket? Its all a game. We all speed, we all pass that 'why-the-hell-is-that-there' stop sign on our way home that we do the classic 'slow-down-but-don't-fully-stop' to.. its all just a matter of how good you play the game to not get caught. Yesterday, I lost. I got the 'Go to jail' card, now I just need to roll doubles to get out. (any monopoly fans out there know whats up). Life and its wonderful curve balls. Besides that, can't really complain about anything. As my mom always says, 'Life is good'.
Monday, March 16
in the end
“I can’t really say why everybody wishes they were somewhere else, but in the end, the only steps that matter are the ones you take all by yourself” — The Weepies - Can’t Go Back Now
I've experienced more growth in the past 6 months than I have in my entire life. I would not change a thing. xo, jz.
I've experienced more growth in the past 6 months than I have in my entire life. I would not change a thing. xo, jz.
Monday, March 9
Saturday, March 7
take me here
This still shocks me every time no matter how many times I hear about it.. "Since the recession started in December 2007, the economy has shed 4.4 million jobs, with more than half of that number lost in the last four months alone. A total of 12.5 million people were unemployed in February, the Labor Department said." -Lucia Mutikani; Rueters
“We’re so busy watching out for what’s just ahead of us that we don’t take time to enjoy where we are.”
-calvin and hobbes
“We’re so busy watching out for what’s just ahead of us that we don’t take time to enjoy where we are.”-calvin and hobbes
the most beautiful suicide
I stumbled across this on another blog and was beautifully stunned by the story..
"On May 1, 1947, Evelyn McHale leapt to her death from the observation deck of the Empire State Building. Photographer Robert Wiles took a photo of McHale a few minutes after her death.
The photo ran a couple of weeks later in Life magazine accompanied by the following caption:
On May Day, just after leaving her fiancé, 23-year-old Evelyn McHale wrote a note. ‘He is much better off without me … I wouldn’t make a good wife for anybody,’ … Then she crossed it out. She went to the observation platform of the Empire State Building. Through the mist she gazed at the street, 86 floors below. Then she jumped. In her desperate determination she leaped clear of the setbacks and hit a United Nations limousine parked at the curb. Across the street photography student Robert Wiles heard an explosive crash. Just four minutes after Evelyn McHale’s death Wiles got this picture of death’s violence and its composure.
From McHale’s NY Times obituary, Empire State Ends Life of Girl, 20:
At 10:40 A. M., Patrolman John Morrissey of Traffic C, directing traffic at Thirty-fourth Street and Fifth Avenue, noticed a swirling white scarf floating down from the upper floors of the Empire State. A moment later he heard a crash that sounded like an explosion. He saw a crowd converge in Thirty-third Street.
Two hundred feet west of Fifth Avenue, Miss McHale’s body landed atop the car. The impact stove in the metal roof and shattered the car’s windows. The driver was in a near-by drug store, thereby escaping death or serious injury.
On the observation deck, Detective Frank Murray of the West Thirtieth Street station, found Miss McHale’s gray cloth coat, her pocketbook with several dollars and the note, and a make-up kit filled with family pictures.
from-http://kottke.org/08/07/the-most-beautiful-suicide
http://deartroy.com/"
"On May 1, 1947, Evelyn McHale leapt to her death from the observation deck of the Empire State Building. Photographer Robert Wiles took a photo of McHale a few minutes after her death.
The photo ran a couple of weeks later in Life magazine accompanied by the following caption:
On May Day, just after leaving her fiancé, 23-year-old Evelyn McHale wrote a note. ‘He is much better off without me … I wouldn’t make a good wife for anybody,’ … Then she crossed it out. She went to the observation platform of the Empire State Building. Through the mist she gazed at the street, 86 floors below. Then she jumped. In her desperate determination she leaped clear of the setbacks and hit a United Nations limousine parked at the curb. Across the street photography student Robert Wiles heard an explosive crash. Just four minutes after Evelyn McHale’s death Wiles got this picture of death’s violence and its composure.
From McHale’s NY Times obituary, Empire State Ends Life of Girl, 20:
At 10:40 A. M., Patrolman John Morrissey of Traffic C, directing traffic at Thirty-fourth Street and Fifth Avenue, noticed a swirling white scarf floating down from the upper floors of the Empire State. A moment later he heard a crash that sounded like an explosion. He saw a crowd converge in Thirty-third Street.
Two hundred feet west of Fifth Avenue, Miss McHale’s body landed atop the car. The impact stove in the metal roof and shattered the car’s windows. The driver was in a near-by drug store, thereby escaping death or serious injury.
On the observation deck, Detective Frank Murray of the West Thirtieth Street station, found Miss McHale’s gray cloth coat, her pocketbook with several dollars and the note, and a make-up kit filled with family pictures.
from-http://kottke.org/08/07/the-most-beautiful-suicide
http://deartroy.com/"
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