30) Effacing

September 30, 2010

Word(s) of the day. (September 28 & 29. I meant to post this on Tuesday – then Wednesday.)

Efface – \ ih-FAYS \  , verb;  1. To cause to disappear by rubbing out, striking out, etc.; to erase; to render illegible or indiscernible. 2. To destroy, as a mental impression; to wipe out; to eliminate completely. 3. To make (oneself) inconspicuous.


Confiscable – \ kuhn-FIS-kuh-buhl \  , adjective;  1. Liable to be taken by an authorized party.

I hope to efface my confiscably* bad habits by the time I hit forty-five.

*me being the “authorized party”.

Yes… Hm… Good luck with that one, Kim.

List Thirty – Bad Habits


late night over-eating

not giving it 100%

settling when I should be striving (same as above?)

Skimming over an article when I really should be reading (am I really that busy? And, it seems to take just as long.)

allowing my work space to get cluttered

buying a new item, then not wearing it for a long time

buying an item I think I want because it’s on sale, than not using it.

spending way to much time on Facebook. For the record, I don’t mind FB (much to my surprise) and I am definitely am not on it for hours but it is not the place one should go to if they have mounds of other things to do. It is the ultimate time (and brain cell) zapper.

Buying too many notebooks.

Buying too many pens.

Starting but not…

Poor penmanship.

Procratination. Did I say that already?

Not knowing were to being then abandoning the ship.

Piling too much on my plate then being too overwhelmed to dig in. (are you seeing a pattern here?)

Spending precious time on things that don’t really matter (this list is a bit depressing.)

Avoiding the swimming pool.


The actual word of the (to)day.

Lucifugous – \ loo-see-FOO-guhs \  , adjective; 1. Avoiding light.

Today feels like a lucifugous kind of day; head under the pillow, covers pulled over my head, my eyes shut tight against the possibility of sunlight.

I think I’ll wear my shades today.


Spread Your Wings

September 27, 2010

Spread your wings... I wish I had caught that. I guess I'll just have to try with my own.

Word of the day.

Rigmarole – \ RIG-muh-rohl \  , noun;  1. An elaborate or complicated procedure. 2. Confused, incoherent, foolish, or meaningless talk.

Today I sat down, for the first time in ages, to work on a long overdue project, and managed (at least for a while) to cut through all the rigmarole in my head.


Dancing With Myself

September 25, 2010

Another version in the Kim's Pas d'Une series. (see July 18, 2009/10)

I am thankfully off work on a Saturday (which is not the norm) and it could not have come at a better time since Culture Days: A Canada-wide interactive celebration of arts and culture, will be happening all weekend. I’ll be making a solo twirl through the city today, heading out the door any minute (I pray), wending my way through Toronto to see what’s on offer.

If you live in, or are visiting the country this weekend, click on the link, here, to see what’s happening in your part of the town. With events such as this, a bit of planning can go a long way. Enjoy.



Word of the day.

Hobbledhoy – \ HOB-uhl-dee-hoy \  , noun; 1. An awkward, gawky young fellow.

I felt dread hit my gut at the inevitable moment, during every high school dance, when Stairway To Heaven slid from the twelve foot speakers. My my pals grabbed their boyfriends and hit the dance floor, leaving me stranded in the bleachers, a sitting duck to any hobblehoy with an extended arm and the courage to slow dance to the never-ending tune.

28) Simply Frabjous

September 24, 2010

Word of the day.

Frabjous – \ FRAB-juhs \  , adjective; 1.  Wonderful, elegant, superb, or delicious.

I have often quoted the phrase, “So many movies, too little time” and yet I’ve watched these fabjous films one more than one occasion.


List 28 (I mistakenly numbered my last list 29) – A few swoon-worthy and frabjous films I have watched over and over again:


Mildred Pierce

Day for Night


Hannah and Her Sisters

Broadway Danny Rose

Radio Days

Annie Hall


Crimes and Misdemeanors

My Architect


Withnail and I



La Double Vie De Veronique

This is Spinal Tap

Lovely and Amazing



Sense and Sensibility



Y tu mamá también

Amores Perros

21 Grams


The Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Kissing Jessica Stein

Paris Je T’aime

Flirting With Disaster

This post was inspired by one of Hula Seventy’s great lists. Notice we share a few titles.

Also, if you stop by at a later date you may notice I’ve linked a few films to clips or their info which was my intention. I seem to have run out of time. Oops…





September 23, 2010

rolling... rolling... rolling...

Word of the day.

Diaphanous – \ dy-AF-uh-nuhs \  , adjective;  1. Of such fine texture as to allow light to pass through; translucent or transparent.  2. Vague; insubstantial.

I leaned forward and gazed into his eyes, passed the deep blue and the soft flecks of silver, in an attempt to decode his diaphanous expressions of love.

Just Breathe

September 21, 2010

Calm Blue...

Lately, I’ve been busy/crazy (or, is that crazy/busy? No matter – both work.) which is why I have tried to steer my gaze away from this computer screen for the last few days. I miss it here but whenever I sit down to blog, surf, Flickr (yes, I’ve used that as a verb) or all three simultaneously (do not try this without medical supervision) time floats away and I’m left stranded, bouyless, with that sagging pile of want to’s tilting away from me.

I am determined to list this week, resume the word-of-the-day and to start posting a daily shot on Flickr – all things I enjoy. However, I must try to tighten my hold on that ball I keep dropping. Yes, that ball. And actually,  I don’t believe I’ve let it go, I just haven’t figured out how to hold it properly. It feels like I’m holding a baseball when there’s a football in my hand. Try to toss that one out there. All the time it takes for me to work out how it’s done.  How do people do it? Those of you that can (or seem to) juggle the various tasks you yearn to accomplish without dropping the ball, volleying it away from you in a mild frenzied panic (oh, the memories of high school gym class) after someone hurls it in your direction and/or crumpling into a teary mass on that floor you keep meaning to polish? Sigh…

Calm blue ocean… Calm blue ocean…. Calm blue ocean…


September 16, 2010

A winding drive through the mountains.

I had a wonderful time in LA LA Land but now it’s back to reality. I arrived on the red-eye early Tuesday morning with a crick in my neck due to a) twisting my head to star-gaze and see the sparkling night lights flickering below me through the bizarrely located and in-between angled, neck craning windows.  (Wazzup with that Air Canada?)  and b) involuntarily doing the fatigue induced, head bobbing snap-back which unfortunately did not yield much snooze time at all. Oh well. I did have all day Tuesday to get it together before headed back to work yesterday. It was not the smooth welcome back I was hoping for. No, I did not have a great day. But, I guess it could have been worse. That’s me looking on the bright side, as usual.

Speaking of usual, I seem to be falling behind. I have a zillion things I need to focus on before I head out the door into this rainy Thursday. Today has bad-hair-day written all over it. I will keep the word count short. I’m hoping to return to my lists and my word-of-the-day soon. I have to say, I have missed listing and wording but need to clear the fog out of my head from this leftover post-vacation lag. It’s time to pull my head out of the clouds (or elsewhere) and get on with it. I can already see some blue sky ahead.

California Highway

September 13, 2010

9/11 Flag Memorial @ Pepperdine University, in Malibu

I know I’ve been absent over these last few days but on holiday it is difficult to sit in front of the screen for too long. Just thought I’d post a glimpse of what I happened upon on Saturday while driving with my friend along the Pacific Coast Highway. This stunning memorial set up at the grounds of Pepperdine University. Each flag represents a person lost in 9/11, an enormous amount of flags, impossible (at least for me) to capture in one photograph. Incredibly moving.


September 7, 2010

Thought I’d share this Joni Mitchell (swoon) clip since I’m heading out to California tomorrow for a few days. I realize this is not the most attractive stop-motion shot of Joni here (why doesn’t it show the opening shot? Argh… ) but once it starts playing it’s magic. I’ve been to California (L.A. specifically) a few times but it’s been awhile. I have a some very good friends who live there and am completely looking forward to my return.

I may, or may not, post while I’m away. I’ll play it by ear. Wish I could do the same with that lovely dulcimer Joni’s strumming.

Word of the day.

Kenspeckle – \ KEN-spek-uhl \ adj. 1. Conspicuous; easily seen or recognized.

I wonder if I’ll spot any kenspeckle stars while I’m in L.A. or if I’ll only see the sun-glassed, tilted-hat variety.

Breaking it.

September 6, 2010

A chunk of the Niagara Escarpment

I was going to post my long awaited weekly list (from last week) but am not feeling inspired today. Maybe it’s this rainy weather and/or cooler temerature but all I really feel like doing is taking a nap. I think I’m going to walk away from the screen and give my eyes a much needed break.

Happy Monday.