tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37726462011-06-09T06:07:32.338-07:00Mind Vomit by the ikss v. 2.0 - The Creative CrapEssays on miscellaneous topics in which I find great importance and other creative stuff off the top of my head.Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.comBlogger161100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-1101755605523266482004-11-29T11:12:00.000-08:002004-11-29T11:31:14.440-08:00A Layered Meme, etc.I think Miss Andrea is not just a masochist, but a sadist as well.
Here she’s posted yet another fun list which begs for my completion. And so here goes…
A Layered Meme (completed Wed. Nov. 24, 2004)
Layer One
· Name: Karen
· Birth date: October 8, 1966
· Birthplace: Appleton, WI
· Current Location: Long Beach, CA
· Eye Color: Sometimes green, sometimes hazel
· Hair Color: Red
· Height: Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-1098390837371433092004-10-21T13:10:00.000-07:002004-10-21T13:41:24.166-07:00Another listI totally kycked this from Andrea (see link) and for no other reason except that…well, I like lists.
Highlighted are the ones I’ve done as of today (Oct. 21, 2004).
1. Bought everyone in the pub a drink
2. Swam with wild dolphins
3. Climbed a mountain
4. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
5. Been inside the Great Pyramid
6. Held a tarantula
7. Taken a candlelit bath with someone
8. Said 'I love Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-1095979472069622612004-09-23T15:41:00.000-07:002006-07-21T14:15:22.086-07:00The Mission: Complete 101 preset tasks within a period of 1001 days. The Criteria: Tasks must be specific (i.e. no ambiguity in the wording) with a result that is either measurable or clearly defined. Tasks must also be realistic and must represent some amount of work on my part. The Mission will begin Oct. 8, 2004. Its end date will be Sept. 30, 20071. Buy a house or condo2. Go to Montana3. Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-1072749139311308192003-12-29T17:52:00.000-08:002003-12-29T18:11:06.530-08:00The InterviewRandom Acts of Journaling is back. Here is one of my December/January entries:
THREAD: JUST FOR FUN: Let's say you're a reporter sent to do a story on you. You'll have done your research, no doubt, and have a set of questions that will clarify certain aspects of your life. What five questions would you ask? Answer them, too.
the ikss: So Karen…question number one: why all the lies?
Karen: Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-1070404935462195142003-12-02T14:42:00.000-08:002003-12-02T14:46:06.546-08:00Family MemoriesFamily Memories
Throughout 2003, my Sister in Law, Peggy, sent members of my family the following surveys. She is gathering our replies in to a little book, to give to us at Christmastime.Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-1070404814680543492003-12-02T14:40:00.000-08:002003-12-02T15:59:18.700-08:00THE GROWING UP YEARSTHE GROWING UP YEARS
What was your room like as a child? Did you have to share one?
I shared a room with Sondra for many years, until the older kids grew up and left the proverbial nest. You couldn’t really see much of the walls of my room, once I had my own; they were covered with music posters and VanGogh prints.
Tell about the house(s) you lived in during your childhood. Do you remember the Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-1070404384051475212003-12-02T14:33:00.000-08:002003-12-02T16:01:55.746-08:00MEMORIESMEMORIES
1. How did your mother spend her time (when you were young)?
Usually working or napping on the sofa behind me while I watched “Gumby,” although she also managed to squeeze in coming to all of my softball games. Thanks, Mom!
2. List each of your aunts and uncles and tell one thing about each of them.
Have we not read the Family Tree you put together a few years ago? Because there Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-1070404226908617812003-12-02T14:30:00.000-08:002003-12-02T16:08:00.700-08:00Family SurveyFamily Survey
What “gladdens” your heart? List a few of your simple pleasures.
These are just a few, because really there are many simple pleasures…
Spending time with my extremely entertaining family
Mimosas on Sunday mornings
The smell of roasting chiles
Flannel sheets on cold nights
Cool cotton sheets on warm nights
Road trips
Desert sunsets
Beach sunsets
OK, pert-near any sort of sunset
A Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-932029832003-04-24T15:10:00.000-07:002003-12-02T14:12:05.043-08:00The Perfect DayRandom Acts of Journaling submission; April, 2003
“That tickles,” I said, stretching lazily under the feel of nibbles on my neck. “What time is it?”
“It’s early,” George whispered, his nibbles now traveling down my backbone.
I opened my eyes then and looked briefly at the clock. “Mr. Clooney,” I said. “Since when is 10am early?
I rolled over and smiled up in to his face.
~~~
Three hours Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-848889542002-11-21T13:39:00.000-08:002003-12-02T14:12:18.890-08:00On Emerson, Elvis, Michael and Other ArtistsFor Random Acts of Journaling; November, 2002
“The torpid artist seeks inspiration at any cost, by virtue or by vice, by friend or by fiend, by prayer or by wine.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
I once read an interview with Elvis Costello wherein he stated matter-of-factly that he had fucked up past relationships in the name of art. He purposefully, although perhaps subconsciously at the time, sabotagedKarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-827144692002-10-08T17:33:00.000-07:002003-12-02T14:12:41.153-08:00Lists of ikssFor Random Acts of Journaling; October, 2002:
I have never...
1. kissed a doggie full on the mouth.
2. been to Yemen.
3. swum…swam…in the ocean, nekkid (one word: SAND).
4. voted Republican.
5. climbed Mt. Everest…yet.
6. met Bruce Springsteen…yet.
7. actually “felt the earth move” before, during or after sex; even good sex.
8. understood the allure of Beefaroni
9. given up control of the Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-825305142002-10-04T13:24:00.000-07:002003-12-02T14:13:00.090-08:0020 WAYS TO TELL THAT I AM REALLY A MAN LIVING INSIDE A HETEROSEXUAL WOMAN’S BODY:1. I do not like to cuddle, at least not for long. You’re hot. You’re sweaty. I need air, baby. Don’t take it personally. I like you and everything. I just also like to breathe while I sleep.2. I have lived in my apartment for ten months and still have not unpacked completely.3. I need to hang out at a bar and throw darts with my buddies at least once every two weeks and I don’t understand why Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-817409592002-09-17T14:42:00.000-07:002003-12-02T14:13:23.593-08:00Corolla NostalgiaI bought a new car back in March (although I only last week received my license plates. Go figger). Now, I love my new car and I seriously needed one. In fact, I had been planning on buying one for oh, about the last four years. But the buying of the new vehicle meant that I was finally and completely finished driving my old car.
In 1989 I bought my first car. It wasn't the first car that I Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-814278472002-09-10T16:57:00.000-07:002002-09-18T16:10:16.000-07:00As an aside…my comments on the AFI’s top 100 movie list (a little late, but hey – better late than…yadda-yadda-yadda):
1. CITIZEN KANE (1941): Uh…Maybe I should see this again. I saw it a long time ago and was rather bored, as I recall. OK, it was filmed beautifully and the historical aspect (its ties to real people) is fascinating. And yeah, yeah, I know – you can totally see where other Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-1113586239701372302001-10-15T10:29:00.000-07:002005-04-15T11:12:07.280-07:00the ikss Mission StatementHello. I am the ikss. This is my journal.My journal/blog (now located at ikss.typepad.com) is entitled “Mind Vomit” because it is just that – whatever comes to my mind spills out of it, via the blog. In that sense, it is a true journal or diary. I do not edit my thoughts or the words I use, except to use Spell Check (and I even forget to do that half the time). I am also keeping the journal/blog Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3772646.post-1105667371800159052001-01-13T17:45:00.000-08:002005-01-13T17:49:31.800-08:00THE USUAL SUSPECTSHerein lies my Cast of Characters and other assorted little tidbits of information you may find of assistance as you navigate the waters of my journal. This should be a pretty complete list, but if I miss anyone…well, sorry, but that’s just too damn bad.
Names are listed in no apparent order.
THE USUAL SUSPECTS
Barbara (aka Bobbi, Barbi, Barb): Sister, twelve years my senior. Also my best Karenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10703181478728752097noreply@blogger.com