Nice things to share: Jim Henson's memorial

This makes me happy. Does anyone ever really grow out of the Muppets?

Funny ha-ha

I'll just start by saying that every time I start to write a new post I still get stuck looking at this post and I lose track of everything.

I've never been a good joke teller. More to the point, I've never been a good joke rememberer, and there's nothing unfunnier than someone trying to tell a joke and getting it all wrong.

In fact, there are only two short jokes I remember. The first of which involves the fertility of a popular children's toy, somewhat restricting the target audience. Plus, it's just not that funny. It is useful when you're put on the spot to tell a joke - if they want something side-splitting then they should ask someone else!

Then, a few weeks ago I came across 16 Knock Knock jokes that are so dumb they're amazing and, well, they are! I'm looking at them every day in an attempt to actually memorise at least a few of them. I'm a godmother - or the equivalent thereof - of five (It'll be 6 on Sunday!) and I need to be able to pull something out of the bag every now and again. No.8 makes me giggle like a 5 year old boy (I actually imagine my godson K giggling every time I read it) so I feel like it might be a bit of a winner. No. 7 appeals to my more intellectual side: it's the joke that I will find funnier than my audience and will, quite brazenly, laugh at regardless of their reaction.

Speaking of which, the second of the two jokes in my repertoire?

Why are pirates called pirates?

Because they Arghhhhhhh!

I'm laughing now.

Inspiration

I've never been the most regular blogger, but 9 months is a little excessive.

I came and looked around a few times, but then each time I rediscovered the previous post and fell in love again. Such quiet, intense passion consistent;y gives me reason to pause and reflect.

This year I resolve to spend more time on me. Spend more time, as opposed to the time I currently waste.

I will spend more money on me. Again, spend rather than waste.

I will be better at being happy. I will be more thoughtful. I will be more mindful.

This year will be a good year.

The Artist is Present

I think I really would have enjoyed this piece by Marina Abramovic at MOMA in 2010, even before this incredible moment.

The man's name is Ulay and he was the artist's lover and collaborator for many years before they decided to end their relationship in the late 80s. To properly honour their relationship their break-up involved them walking from opposite ends of The Great Wall of China and the meeting in the middle to hug, and then part.

Although they saw each other in the years between, she did not know he would be at this performance.

Just beautiful, honest and truly moving.

Discovered through whoorl.

Quick thoughts

The most reliable way to blog is in quick spurts - from my brain to your screen without an editing process in between. Writing, thinking, editing makes me procrastinate. Have I expressed myself in the best way? Does this manage to get my point across? Am I engaging my reader? Fact is -one reader or ten (i can tell you which I'm closer too) - my blogging frequency improves the less I think and the less I write. Sometimes it's frustrating because I know I want to get a much bigger point across than 3 minutes frantic typing allows. Even so, sometimes you just can't hold it in. Sometimes it's just better to go with the flow.

I guess it comes down to what you want your blog to be. For me it's become a record of things which were important to me at the time that I somehow thought the world should know. It's the thoughts that you need to released to the world but not necessarily to your friends. And sometimes it's the things you want people to know without having to actually tell them.

Fixin's

Well I wish I was a fixer

I would fix you up inside

I would build you a town if the world fell down

I wish I was that guy

- Jason Mraz, Frank D Fixer

Dear World,

Sometimes, it's not all about you.

Sometimes it's about me.

Sometimes it would be nice if you wiped your own @rse.

That is all.