Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Bienvenue, Mon Petit Chou

My cousin had a baby today!

Kairo Alexander Hook getting his hair washed for the first time.
I didn't know hospitals do that.

Monday, January 21, 2008

Tonight's Sunset from My Room

Wow. I'm still speechless.

I was making some chai on the stove when I noticed the intense light streaking sideways across the kitchen floor. It seemed bizarre, since it was grey and rainy all day. I peeked out the front window and the houses across the street were luminated a bright orange against the denim sky. I grabbed my camera and shot this photo from my bedroom right before the sun faded.

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Tuesday, Wednesday Break My Heart

Sometimes my heart literally hurts when I think about how much I miss SLO...

The good news is, two days 'til I'm back! I can't wait.

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Emily Speaks in Her Favorite Font

iTunes My Mind Toward Politics!

In the iTunes store, search for "presidential candidate profiles" for an interesting series of short videos ABC News made on the biography each of the leading candidates. It's not entirely still applicable, since I found out right after watching them that Joe Biden and Chris Dodds have now dropped out of the race.

What is interesting is how almost all of these interviewees have had an inordinate amount of hardship in their lives, whether it was emotional (Obama's abandonment, Edwards's son's death) or physical (McCain's POW torture). Is the response of overcoming a hardship to strive for "success" only evident in extroverts (and how could you not be one if you were running for president?) or is this response universal? In other words, is it just circumstance that these men have had difficult lives or have their experiences caused them to achieve the places they are today?

"How dare you, D'Artagnan! And smack 'em"

Monday, January 7, 2008

Sonorus!

Seeing as how I'm pretty much a worthless void right now I might as well try to make myself useful. Listening to the Ricky Gervais podcast at work I heard that voice over acting is extremely profitable. Now, ever since I saw "The Little Mermaid" when I was five I've wanted to be the voice of a Disney princess. Every time I talk to Emily she says "Please Haley, do the voice for a Disney movie. Please!" (as though I can just walk in and accept the part). I don't think I'd ever land something that gargantuan, but voice over work does sound fun. When I worked at KCPR I think I had the most fun when I could read those little public announcements on air. Hmm. To find out more about it I typed "how to become a voice actor" into the google search engine. The first article stated steps to achieving this goal:
(Abbreviated)
1. As a child or teenager, take acting and voice lessons and do plays.
2. Work a few shifts as a disc jockey for a local radio station.
I could hardly believe my good luck. First two steps - CHECK!

Sunday, January 6, 2008

La Vue de la Mer

I finally figured out what the area I live is called. Being categorized feels good:

The Ocean View district has always been intrinsically tied to transportation. Started as a community built around a railway station, the Ocean View grew from a valley of dairy and vegetable farms to a vital urban neighborhood.

Alemany Boulevard, the Interstate 280 freeway, and BART (Bay Area Rapid Transit) took the place of the old steam locomotives, as the Ocean View continues to host the paths from San Francisco to the Peninsula.

Originally an Italian-Irish-German neighborhood, the Ocean View was one of the few places in post-World War II San Francisco where African-American families could buy property. During redevelopment in the Western Addition/Fillmore in the 1960s and 70s, more African-American families moved to this western neighborhood. In the past five years, relatively lower real estate prices have brought in a new influx of Asians, Latinos and Caucasians, making Ocean View one of the most culturally diverse neighborhoods in San Francisco.
--From the OMI Website

I think I am one of those "Caucasians" that they accuse of looking for cheap housing in the last paragraph. Seeing as my parents have been bugging me to put up some photos of my house, now might be as good a time as ever.

My house, right-side-up.


...Hill taken into account.

My street.

Muni stop where I wait every morning. The library is that yellow building across the street.


The hill looking up toward my house. Steeper than it looks here.