Why is it that ALL Birds, and I don’t mean your local birds… though them too. No, no, no I’m talking about vacation birds, spring break birds, winter birds, summer birds, big birds, small birds, international birds, out of state birds, island birds, jungle birds. It seems no matter where you are or where you’re from ALL birds know some dude named CARL!
“Caaaaaarl Carl, Carl Caaaarl”! They shout from morning to night. Some have grown hoarse from singing their praise and worship of him. They are forced to “Chirp” it on their Nextel phones.
Carl is the keeper of the birds, imagine a male Gaia from Captain Planet but his sole focus is fowl. I like to imagine that he has fields and fields of birdfeeders, that look like a little bird city. They even have a little retirement bird home and he comforts them before they head to the big feeder in the sky… Yes, Carl is like the dog whisperer but unlike Cesar, he only rehabilitates chickens and crows and flamingos. On Carl’s ranch (yeah when I was typing earlier, it became a ranch) they have bird spas or as we humans call them, fountains. They eat good too, Carl has every seed known to mankind. He has acres of unripened fruit and vegetables and flowers. Carl loves them. However, before time was time he asked that they not peck the berries off a certain tree and they disobeyed, and were forced to leave and live in LMAO !
Ya’ll just as crazy for reading this and following along with my crazy ass 😉
… has not received the credit she, rightfully, deserved. After the snubbing by the Oscar gods, I want to take time out, personally to thank the “Diva” for her brilliant performance and graceful stone filled death. It is not easy being the prototype, the pressure involved in setting the stage [trust me, I know]. She has every right to be appalled and offended, not a single dedication in her honor. Diva sing your Mad Song, Lucia Di Lammermoor’s heart would break for you.
Here at Brown Girl in the Red, White, and Blue
Maïwenn Le Besco,We Salute You!
Hopeless case of the hopeless cases. I’m a romantic… stumbled across this website awhile back and look forward to their next entry. Whether they become lovers or remain friends, this star crossed visual is a feast d’jour amour for the eyes.
and my appetite is insatiable.
This isn’t a guy, a girl, and a pizza place. It’s human connection and making something extraordinary out of the ordinary. It’s building. There is someone who used to care about me a great deal [I hope he still does 😉 ], once he sent me a card of the Brooklyn Bridge on it. We were knee deep in love feeling the pangs of a long distance affair. He wrote, ” Since I’ve been looking around today for any kind of bridge to you I thought I’d send one of the stringest possibilities. If it doesn’t completely do the trick, it may do enough….” and it did the trick. It made my heart smile in the simplest way- Joy. It’s the little things.
postmarks is the creation of ben and charlie (ch.), two friends who have never actually met. in 2002 they started sending these photographs back and forth, eventually documenting them as a livejournal. the idea was to have a sort of polaroid pen-pal, but to the surprise of them both, the project soon developed quite a following.
ben is currently living in baltimore, maryland.
ch. is currently living in oakland, california.
You can see/read/view additional photos via Ben and Charlie’s LiveJournal !