Thursday, November 30, 2006




11/30/06
Corner Rant:

Funny, no office, and sometimes I still feel like a trapped, caged animal. I run to be free, and still that doesn’t help. Maybe the low grade headache has to do with the pressure coming in around me…to:
Always be on, always be smiling, always try and tune out all the noise.

How does anyone really do any work in this place? There is constant chaos. No quiet moments to think. Always socializing. Always people around, on the left side, on the right side, behind, standing, hovering, floating, like bees, buzzing. Like the mosquito in the middle of the night, that you know is feeding on you, each time it buzzes in your ear. You smack it, helplessly knowing that doesn’t help. It still feeds. If only you had the strength to get up, turn the lights on and kill it. But, you doze off again, only to be woken up by the buzzing.

The constant buzzing. This is the downfall of the modern open space. This is what the future will write about, when they speak of the early part of the century. “do you believe, that people sat inches apart from each other and worked right on top of each other? Do you believe there were no doors? Do you believe, anyone get anything done?” and I will say, I was there in that open space. I was there, and tried to work. It wasn’t easy. But maybe it made me focus. Maybe it made me better. Or just the opposite.

The buzzing. It distracts the average ADD afflicted creative. Here’s a thought. Put creatives in a room, that have trouble concentrating…then see what happens. REALLY challenge them…with the sounds of tv reels in the air, chatter, gossip, coffee machines, dishes, loud headphones, more chatter, cell phones, a/c units, and more. The low din. The noise you don’t even know is there. That in the end is what might drive us mad. Because we can’t identify it. Block it out, because we DON’T know where its coming from….

Ok, my pms haze…is it lifting? Am I safe? To face? The world?

Not just yet. I’ll hide here a bit longer in from the emergency exit door. Funny. All these doors have little green men on them running outside. To remind us, that it’s possible to break free. If we ever needed to. Thanks green man. Just knowing you’re there helps, guides, makes mentally, this open space CAGE possible. By tearing down walls CEO’s want to make us more communal, more creative, together.
But I think it backfires.

It’s only when we have time alone, can we really appreciate, and take advantage of a communal state.

Down with the open space. Bring back the offices…

Friday, November 10, 2006

If you're ever having a bad day, think about who's in your life.
That is what makes the day, happier, richer, and I will stop before sounding like a bad hallmark.

If you're having a bad day, view the photobooth series again. It makes me laugh. EVERY TIME I look at it. What the camera will do to people! It was said best by Andy:
"What's funny, is BEHIND the people having their picture taken!" I paraphrase.

Thanks again, Andy and Therese!

http://andybatt.com/lightroom/20060916_bloomking_photobooth/

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

The wedding pics have arrived!!!

Photobooth pics:

http://andybatt.com/lightroom/20060916_bloomking_photobooth/

And the whole shabang...

http://andybatt.com/offsite/20060916_bloomking_wedding/index.htm

Monday, October 23, 2006





Twice in a month, oh yeah. BlogCity. This is just a quickie. Meg's pictures were so great from the wedding, I just had to share.
(You don't have to join shutterfly to view...)

http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=8AYtG7Zs1ZM2NO

Monday, October 16, 2006





The Bloom King Wedding

http://flickr.com/photos/51035747468@N01/

The only way to truly capture it will be with pictures, which are coming VERY soon. Promise. But here are two for a taste. The next way to capture is by using my fav. quotes from emails and other random thoughts.

From Geoff Rogers:
-"Thanks, Joel. I have not cried like that since my initial viewing of "First Blood."
-"Miguel FALLS DOWN while streaking? We are getting old."

Kelly Morris:
"I just remembered what you said about being happy being old in that house there with joel 10 minutes before he popped the question. That was fantastic."

"I know a movie is good when I just mull over it again and again for the next day, week, month, etc. Maybe cause it’s serious, maybe cause it was sad, maybe cause it made me feel great- whatever, cause it touched me, I remember. And I feel like your wedding was like that. I’m just mulling over again and again."

Thanks guys...there are no greater compliments than ones from friends you admire and respect. My own reactions?

-Is it over, already?
-Tapas plates, tapas plates, WTF is going on?
-Mmmm, deviled eggs
-Having a Romper Room moment, while standing up there, beginning of ceremony...looking out and seeing all the faces of amazing people in our lives.
-Having my girls reassure me, that yes, I look great. And yes, they can fix my bra. And yes, they can get me another glass of wine. Precious.
-Speech from Gpa, in case anyone missed it, "To keep your love brimming in the loving cup, there are 2 things to remember. When you're wrong, admit it. When you're right, shut up!"
-Streak.
-Photo booth.
-More streak. Too bad, the photo booth didn't catch the streak.
-Smithers, "And I haven't been the same since."
-Jude, no truer words ever said. And I danced for you?
-Papparazzi moment
-Andy, Therese, the most calming photographers on the planet. Nope. Galaxy.
-Don't you wish your girlfriend was a freak like me?
-Yuengling
-Walk like and Eqyptian
-As Joel fell in love me with me "all over again", I heard his words and fell for him again too. Words, powerful words.
-And then when he used his gymnastic skill to hurdle four men, I FELL again.

Anyone has anything to add, feel free to post. THANK you all for coming...it was what it was because of you. Sorry I got only about 4.9 minutes with you. And for those who couldn't, you were missed. But, live vic. through pictures....

Love, Ms. King Bloom/ Bloom King/ King (That'll confuse the kids teachers someday.)

Thursday, July 13, 2006


Who inspires us most?

Our friends. Every day. Why should I bring this up? It's been ages since I've written in this blog. REALLY, what's the point in having it if I don't rant. That's the name isn't it? King Rants.

It's because of Miguel, that I have been inspired again to write. (See his blog at http://www.againagain.blogspot.com/). He writes all the time. Sometimes with just a link, a pic, a note, a thought. No pressure. This is how to blog.

Blogging has so much pressure.
I have to be pithy, lengthy, intelligent. Nope, not really.
I have to make a statement, post pictures, rant really really rant-like. Nope, again.

Why today? Inspiration. There's a new movie coming out this summer called, "Who Killed the Electric Car?" Go the site to see the trailer (http://www.sonyclassics.com/whokilledtheelectriccar/electric.html). It's an amazing site. (check out the timeline. Electric Cars were invented BEFORE the Model T) It's informative and infuriating. It has all the makings of a whodunnit. Now that I'm freelancing on Chevron, I've been consumed with the oil and car industry. The environment. The past, the present and the future administrations who have tried to help (Carter) and not help (um, Village Idiot?).

Let me leave this nugget with you. Maybe it will intrigue you to go to the site.
GM was the leader in Electric Cars with the creation of the EV1. They beat out Toyota and Honda in the mid-90's. But, then they bought the company that made Hummers. Ooops, well, Hummers will ultimately make more money for the company and the oil industry. Suddenly GM decided to stop making the EV1. Sad, so sad...I sometimes like my world of turning the other way. After watching "Enron: The Smartest Guys in the Room" and researching this Electric Car site, I'm first angry, then depressed at the situation today. Even, (Geoff Rogers), if HALF of what they movies talk about is true, it's still a sad sad state of affairs...

OK, so this was a Rant Rant, and a Debbie Downer at that. But, hey, sometimes learning is fun. And sometimes not so much.