It was an interesting night. It’s not like I woke up really thinking about anything. I just woke up. then I couldn’t get back to sleep right away. I didn’t even have any creative thoughts.

I have been making amazing progress with my project. I’m currently working on getting a speaker for an evening. This wasn’t on my list of things to do. This came from someone else. It will happen in about 3 weeks. Not a long time for planning.

I haven’t turned on the TV news. I know the only thing that will be on is the tragedy at Virginia Tech. They will rehash it, run extra stories talking to students, more stories about what universities can do. Unviersities are open places. There’s very little that can be done without building a wall around them and monitoring everyone who comes and goes. I suppose some are contemplating just that scenario.

It has been cat week here, so it’s time for something different. I have been working on my project these past couple of weeks, but mainly this week. A little bit every day. It’s going to go well. Coming up this weekend I have several choices of things to do: tahitian dancing, going out with friends or be an extra in a movie. Sunday I have an audition. How weird is that? Honestly, I don’t even know what to do.

I’m writing this before the people get here to repair the back fence. Yesterday they didn’t show because it rained a little. Very little. For a few hours. Silly workers. I’m waiting for this morning’s excuse to be that it’s too wet. So I’m waiting to see if they show. I need them to finish the fence as promised in one day, so my dog can go out and not get out. She’s pretty lazy now, but she used to love to get loose and run…and run…and run.

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Who would think that finding something you can completely get behind would be such a daunting task? I’m still on the hunt for a project. I know that I will lose excitement for any project that I’m not excited by in the beginning. I need to find what moves me. I couldn’t even begin to tell you what that is. The idea behind the project is to create something and then pass it off to others to lead and run. So it’s a little like giving birth, raising a child and hoping for the best when that child goes into the world. I have a couple more weeks to come up with something.

So far out of asking around, the one that moves me is to create some sort of support system for parents of teens who hurt themselves or take drugs. So those kinds of problems. big ones. Particularly if you’re a parent. The poor parents probably feel like they failed. It’s not a city-wide project, just intended to include synagogue members at first, but perhaps it could be a Jewish resource. Not sure. I have to find out more. I need to know what exists already. There needs to something for the teens as well and perhaps a program for those nearing middle school.

I finally received all the podcast files to put the entire thing together. I found that some of my recordings were corrupt, so I had to do them over. Fun. My brain is fried though. I only spent just over two hours working on putting it together. Trying to keep the sound level the same for everyone’s different recordings is a major pain. Now I can’t think straight. I’m probably not finished. I sent it off to the others to listen. They will probably find things that need changed or edited.

Please scroll down and read the previous posts, if you haven’t. I’m going to go rest my brain until I can think again.

I have new project–podcasting. I volunteered. I hope I don’t regret it. My goal for the day is to figure out how to edit a music file or any audio file in Garageband. I get to be the person who puts the whole podcast together and then publishes it. It should be an experience. I just hope I don’t throw the computer out the window. There are several contributors (how fun…you know the saying “too many chefs…”). I will have a two minute portion initially. These volunteer things tend to add work, not subtract it. The podcast is for the same organization as the charity auction.

I’ll be off a little later to the Apple Store. I’m on the hunt for a book on Garageband. Then I may make a quick stop to Toys R Us (PS3 hunt). I so hate going to the mall at this time of year, so I need to get there early. Even weekdays can be a major nuisance.

I survived the charity auction. From what others who had worked at past ones said, I thought it would be a lot worse. Some of the items went for such low prices that they were a steal. The live part of the auction went well though.

I got to hang out with people I don’t usually see or often talk to. There are some great people, who I didn’t know were great. It’s amazing what you can learn about the group and everyone from people you don’t usually speak to. Most people came up to me and said how it has been so long since they saw me. It really hasn’t. It has only been a couple of months.

Of course, there are always the difficult ones. The ones who want to get their stuff before you’re ready. I noticed that I just don’t react the same way as the rest. I’m just not bothered by other people’s behavior–at least not in the same way.

It was a late night, so I’m lacking sleep. I think I may go back to bed to catch up on lost sleep and completely get over this cold/sinus thing that has lingered on for far too long.

I had one of those meetings last night that you dread. I volunteer occasionally. I would do it more, but the meetings are so stupid. Last night’s could have been finished sooner if there wasn’t so much horsing around. Yes, horsing around. You would have thought it was a group of teens, not women around 50. I was the youngest there. I wondered what the one lady had been drinking. I think the word “condom” was mentioned by her at least three times. This had nothing to do with the business we were trying to get done. We are preparing for a charity auction (silent and live) and were supposed to go through the checkout procedure. We will be winging it that night.

I guess in the past there have been people who are downright rude when checking out. Some of the ladies wanted guns. Water guns were the choice, since no one really wants to kill. I haven’t been part of these auctions before, so it will be an experience. One I may never want again.

I have to say though as far as these meetings go this had to be one of the most fun. It’s good to see other people who are nuts. I even came home with a nickname–GG. It’s for “gallery girl” because I will be taking care of the art gallery portion of the auction. I may forever be known by these women as “Gigi.” I may need a gun if they start singing though.

It’s time for the Fifth Annual Blogger Boobie-Thon for Breast Cancer. I had never heard about this until today. If you have boobies or like boobies, you might want to check it out. There’s still time to submit photos of boobies: covered, artsy and naked. They even accept men. If you wish to view naked boobies (mine or others), it will cost you a $50 donation. I submitted my photos today. My photos were accepted, so you will get to see my boobies. You have until October 1 to submit early, so get out those cameras and editing programs. Oh, please donate! Breasts are live on October 1. Last year they raised almost $10,000.

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