Wednesday, June 15, 2011

I have read "HOW NOT TO LOOK OLD"


And I do get the point, which some of the reviews I have also read, don't. This book is mostly directed at your working life. Charla Krupp is very aware of the statistics that we are at the top of the aging pole. Everyone else is going to be YOUNGER then us, and they are going to be the people who are running things. You don't want to stand out because you are dressed like an alien compared to the younger people around you. You want to look like them in a professional way as much as possible. You don't want to tap into the preconceived notion that old equals slow, hard to teach new methods, and unattractive.

This is the point of the shape ware, the skin stuff, the clothes that hides your sag and bulges. I get the point. And I intend to implement them as well. I'm going to have to make a game of it as to clothes. I just can't afford to buy those kinds of clothes new. But I can haunt the thrift stores. My only problem is that I can't subjectively judge what looks good on me. But I can try.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

So Blogger Suports Favicons Now!

This is the Link to Blogger in Draft about this
Unfortunately, nothing on my computer supports the ico format. So I'm going to have to wait until they support other file type. Now I could download some software for this, but I'm afraid of viruses. . .

I've always wondered what those things were called and now I know! I also have wondered how you got them, (let's face it, my AA in Computer Graphics is ancient now). So I messed around with a Fer De Lys that I grabbed off the Internet, and discovered that the icon has to be under 10 KBS, which means it has to be very simple to be recognizable. Then I found out, there was no way I could save it to my computer in the right format. That's okay, that will give me time to design my own favicon.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Opps! Wrong Date, Right Time!

Yes, I took the date of my second appointment at Harbour UCLA off from work , because I didn't know how long the Moa surgery would take.  I drove down there, (ooh, only took two hours this time, traffic was light around LAX), and was informed by the receptionist, that my appointment was the next day. Since I had now wasted $20 dollars in gas, I decided to throw more money away and hit the Getty on the way home. Parking is now $15! On the other hand they had an exhibit called Paris: Luxury in the 18TH Century. It's focus is on the the daily toiletry of a wealthy Parisian woman. Clothes, furniture, nicknack's. It was wonderful! They had two dresses from the 1750's, and a man's outfit. All were made with silk and embroidered with metallic thread. They were faded but so beautiful. They were also rather short, as to be expected.

The nicknack's were made of porcelain, and were highly decorated, even topped with real diamonds! The furniture was inlaid and mutifuntional. All they needed were laptops and they could have fitted right in with today!

The next day I drove back and received two options as to my ear. I could try cancer creme and see if that worked or have a Moa surgery done at that time. If the creme didn't work I could have the Moa done later. I went for the creme, because I really don't want to have a deformed ear, even a little, and I have no idea how much they will have to cut out before they hit cancer free skin.

As I waited for my prescription, I called up my sister. She told me that she had done every kind of cancer creme out there and it didn't work for her, and she thought I should have gone and just gotten the Moa then, instead of waiting. She told me the Basal Cell, would just be deeper and more entrenched and they would just have to take off more, the longer I waited. I had no idea that my sister had EVEN done the cancer creme. But it was too late to change, so I got the creme. Still haven't used it yet, the doctors were very specific about just using it on the cancer as it will burn the normal skin, and I am scared now.

I have a return date already and I will start Monday with the creme. I need to buy gloves and a box of band aids.