& that's the way life goes

I found this pretty cool challenge online. You take a picture everyday for one whole month. I thought it would open my eyes to the world I’m walking around in and would also help in developing more creative skills. I was hoping to share the experience with someone else. Who could I ask, who wouldn’t think I was crazy (since non-creative types just wouldn’t understand)? The answer was easy enough, my bestest from 8th grade. We are both creative types that love to write (and secretly I was hoping to get her into blogging. I know she’s funny and hopefully since I did get her to join in you’ll read her stuff too). So it’s actually Day 2 because Irish Cailin decided to start yesterday at 4pm. Um yeah, I didn’t have my camera and was not prepared. Actually, I’m lazy because my phone has a camera on it, so that was just an excuse )

The solution was to just take 2 pictures today to account for yesterday. So here they are:

The Safe Sex Store in Ann Arbor:

I went to lunch with A today (I had a delicious veggie panini) and we passed this store on the way back to work. I’m not going to lie, I’ve seen it before but every time I pass by I’m intrigued. It’s not just because I’m immature (yes I did giggle as we passed and when I stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and acted like the typical Asian tourist) but because it’s on one of the main streets on University of Michigan’s Campus. It’s surrounded by funky shops and places to eat. I hear it’s refered to as S³ (that’s pronounced S cubed. You know kind of like squared but 3 times instead of 2 and no I didn’t need someone to tell me that. I hate math but I did pass basic Algebra and Geometry, even if it was kicking and screaming) and not it’s full name, Safe Sex Store.

A note about the S³ picture. C♥ helped me crop it. He thought it was better composition to leave in the street signs (ie the handicap and no parking signs. Does that mean no parking for handicap together? And what? Do only handicap people go into the Safe Sex Store?) and I think he is right. Originally I was going to crop it with just the sign but I like it better this way. So you should to.

Ok moving on. My next picture is from my office but that doesn’t matter…

On my way out the door this morning, I zipped up my coat because in case you haven’t realized from my previous blogs, IT’S WINTER AND IT’S FUCKING FREEZING! So I’m bundling up and I feel something break off in my hand. Yep my ‘effin zipper just fell out. You know the part you use to actually get the zipper to move? The little piece that flaps around sometimes. Well it’s really not a flap because it’s not big enough but it moves. RIGHT INTO MY HAND! This is a travesty because it’s freezing out and you can’t be dicking around with trying to get your zipper up while you hands get frostbit, turn black and fall off. That is UNACCEPTABLE! I whine a little bit to C♥ and he’s like put a paper clip in it. A what?! “Yeah a paper clip,” he replies searching for one on our cluttered countertop. Oddly enough he finds one, where it came from I haven’t got a clue. I stand there like a 5-year-old while he puts it through the hole. And what-do-ya-know it works! So here is a poor girl’s alternative to a zipper. Aren’t I so lucky to have C♥? If not I’d be the poor girl with no fingers because they got frostbit, turned black and fell off.

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