Thought for the day...

Since my day has been a bit of a bummer, I decided to borrow someone else’s thought.

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” Don’t you just love Oscar Wilde?

I remembered this quote and moved from feeling bummed to saying “fu*k it!” I’m not alone here in the gutter, I just need to keep my eyes on those beautiful stars. Thanks, Oscar. xx 

Check out Oscar's Goodreads page and read something by him today (or tomorrow, just make it soon!)  http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3565.Oscar_Wilde   

Paper Update

I know you’ve all been sitting on pins and needles (how very uncomfortable) wondering what's up on the paper front. NOT. I know it’s all a big YAWN! Still, it’s majorly consuming for me (what a sad life I have). Hear me out, please. Drum roll. Wait for it. Yes, I have found a 100% post consumer recycled paper in a shade of gray. And the cloudy sky opens up to, alleluia, alleluia, alleluia. To be completely honest, it isn’t as gray as I wanted, but I believe for 100% recycled it is as good as it gets.

Call me nuts (dare you), but the paper for my greeting cards is crucial. For me it is mucho importante to know that I will be putting out a quality and Green product. The truth is I'm just a doodler. I'm not an artist. So, I'm starting out a bit behind the eight ball (and who the hell am I kidding?? I was born behind the eight ball). Van Gough could have painted on the underside of a cheap diner table, riddled with old, discarded chewing gum and it would be a work of art. I, not being Van Gough or even Picasso, find it important to have a classy paper to print my doodles on. Make sense? Anyway, it makes sense to the maze-like thing I call my brain.

Hopefully (we can always dream), this will be the second to the last paper-oriented post I will have to post. Hah! Will she say yes to the paper? I’m running some tests, performing some of my typical mad-scientist experiments and we’ll all know soon if this paper is the one. Fingers (and eyes) crossed. 

Non-Lethal Random Shots

Looks like I positioned these leaves, but I didn't! They just fell together this way. Pretty cool.

I Refuse to be Beaten By Paper

Perhaps Rock or Scissors could get the best of me, but Paper? Come on. Get real. Hah! I’m actually not speaking of the age old game upon which all major decisions should be made, but instead about the Great Paper Dilemma for my @#@##!!! greeting cards. Haven’t heard of the Great Paper Dilemma??? You will. Read on, please.

Why did I have to choose gray, anyway? And why do I have to have a social conscious?? I’m telling you I had not a clue in hell (or elsewhere) that it would be so damn difficult to find GRAY, recycled cover stock. After my research, I know more about paper than I ever wanted to know. Seriously. There are far more interesting topics on my List of Top Topics to Research than freaking paper. Sadly though, compromising on my ideals has never been my forte. I’m still trying to figure out what my $!@$#!@#$!!@#$%%!@!!!!! forte is, but I’m quite clear that compromising on my ideals is not even in the ballpark. Too bad. Those people always look so much happier than moi. [insert a heavily-burdened-by-my-bizarre-uncompromising-ideals sigh here]

Granted, there is still hope that I will track down that environmentally friendly, illusively perfect (hah!) shade of gray paper.  I found the flipping envelopes, blasted packaging, and bloody (not literally) ribbon, didn’t I? Yes, I will. And then I will be free to dance my happy gloom dance once again. Woot. Watch out environmentally-friendly-perfect-shade-of-gray-paper, I’m coming for you. 

Is it really going to be one of "those" days?

Woke up this morning and this song was in my head. Could I have dreamt it because I have a headache? No.  Do I have a secret (perhaps not-so-secret) yen to bash people over the head with a silver hammer? What's the point of lying? Sure. I've considered it many times, with more people than I care to count. Doesn't have to be a silver hammer, either. Did I dream this song because I'm going to be the victim of a mad, silver-hammer-welding-brain-bashing serial killer? Moi? A victim? I think not. Am I going to get a headache? Someday, I'm sure I will...maybe soon if I keep this guessing game up. Regardless of what it means (or doesn't) it's an awesome song and there are certainly worse ways of waking up.