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Yesterday on our way home from the market in the driving rain we saw the Story Corps trailer in front of the library. The minute it quit (really, after we unloaded), I zoomed back downtown in the MINI to get this shot. I figured it might never be in Orlando again, in other words, a part of history. I wish I had scheduled an appointment to participate, that is, if I could get anyone else to do it with me. Maureen said NO WAY! Speaking of her, she is improved, but still not up to par. No word for sure on the outcome of her car.

If you are unfamiliar with Story Corp, it is a project begun about five years ago. Based on the concept that everyone has a compelling story to tell, in NYC's Grand Central Station a booth was set up to record one person interviewing another. These are non-professional interviews, typically, they are two family members. Our public radio station plays the stories on Fridays--I've heard some remarkable stories. Blogs like mine are a one sided thing--I tell my story, you read; on occasion, I hope I have something interesting to say. That said, nothing beats the conversation/interview style with immediate feedback.

Continuing the story theme, months ago I noticed a photo contest for the literary magazine at school. I submitted a photo I call, Every Picture Tells a Storyy (I know what you are thinking--not very creative Gail)--stick with me here please. You may have seen it in the past--a b&w image of a bird on a dead tree trunk. Nothing much really, but sorta moody and open to interpretation, thus the name. At any rate, I just received an e-mail with a proposal to use the image. How about that?

I'm working on getting into some art shows as well as on stock photography sites. All of it is more time consuming than you can imagine.

Lastly, I'm wondering if we will all be diagnosed with attention deficit disorder before it's all over. While ironing this afternoon with my iPod on, I heard Paul Simon singing "Slip Sliding Away". The melody is compelling, the lyrics are pregnant with meaning, particularly as one ages. Unfortunately, the moment it was over a fun pop song came on. An introspective moment lost, something else to claim my attention. Similarly, we see two movies in a row, read the paper while eating, blog with music and e-mail popping up, you understand--multitask. A buzz word for the 21st century, however, I've got to wonder how good it is for anyone.

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