Monday, July 31, 2006
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Artsy Fartsy
Thank you to everyone who contributed their very valuable opinions to my career options. It was an overwhelming victory in favor of the Savannah College of Art and Design, and I have accepted a job with them to commence on September 5th. So yes finally I have a job!!!! Woo hoo...confetti....trumpets...applause!
I do believe that I will have to steal Russell and Luke's line, "Now THAT is art!", for when I visit all these aspiring, beret wearing, splatter painting artists in the making. Don't worry I will not be converted into calling a pile o' poo art....unless its in a heart shape..."Now THAT is art!"
Works everytime.
I do believe that I will have to steal Russell and Luke's line, "Now THAT is art!", for when I visit all these aspiring, beret wearing, splatter painting artists in the making. Don't worry I will not be converted into calling a pile o' poo art....unless its in a heart shape..."Now THAT is art!"
Works everytime.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Two Roads Diverged in a Yellow Wood
Hey there avid blog readers. I need your help. I've come upon a cross road, and being a woman, I'm asking for directions. Here's the deal. I've been offered two job opportunities.
1) Savannah College of Art and Design - Student Recruitment - Savannah, Georgia
2) Balcones Resources (yes Daddy's company) - Sales and Client Relationship Management - Farmers Branch, Texas
What is a girl to do? Stay in Dallas and save money? Go to Savannah and experience its beauty and travel?
So take a vote...your gut instinct. What do you think I should do? What do you think I would be better at? I need your input and advice.
Brooke
1) Savannah College of Art and Design - Student Recruitment - Savannah, Georgia
2) Balcones Resources (yes Daddy's company) - Sales and Client Relationship Management - Farmers Branch, Texas
What is a girl to do? Stay in Dallas and save money? Go to Savannah and experience its beauty and travel?
So take a vote...your gut instinct. What do you think I should do? What do you think I would be better at? I need your input and advice.
Brooke
Friday, July 14, 2006
A Love Letter to London
Dear London,
Why did you have to ruin me the way you did? No other cities will come close to your sophistication, class and entertaining ways. I will look at all other cities with disdain because they are not my fair London.
I miss you like the sails miss the wind. Remember our song? I can't even listen to it without tearing up. I know I'm pathetic, but I just can't seem to get over you.
Isn't there someway you can take me back? Its true, I admit it, I am an Anglophile, and you are the reason London. You have broken me in so many ways, and now I will do whatever it takes for us to be reunited.
Please don't make me beg. You know how I feel. It hurts enough as it is, and I dream of the days when I'll be back on your cobblestone streets and drinking in your pubs. I am a broken woman.
Yours always and forever,
Brooke
Why did you have to ruin me the way you did? No other cities will come close to your sophistication, class and entertaining ways. I will look at all other cities with disdain because they are not my fair London.
I miss you like the sails miss the wind. Remember our song? I can't even listen to it without tearing up. I know I'm pathetic, but I just can't seem to get over you.
Isn't there someway you can take me back? Its true, I admit it, I am an Anglophile, and you are the reason London. You have broken me in so many ways, and now I will do whatever it takes for us to be reunited.
Please don't make me beg. You know how I feel. It hurts enough as it is, and I dream of the days when I'll be back on your cobblestone streets and drinking in your pubs. I am a broken woman.
Yours always and forever,
Brooke
Saturday, May 13, 2006
.... New Forest bound
Well, it's been a while since we posted on the blog so we thought we'd add some photos.
Later this afternoon we're off to Bob & Joyce's in the New Forest. (http://www.thenewforest.co.uk/) Bob has made some home brew ale and both Alex and myself are slightly concerned.
The weather over here is nice now - we actually have the doors to our apartment open most of the time. Brittany... book your flights!!! Actually, while we're on flights, we want y'all to come over this summer / sometime this year. And dad ... we don't have to stay more than a day in London - we can take you down to Devon (see photos) and stay at Pat & Pete's the rest of the time.
Later this afternoon we're off to Bob & Joyce's in the New Forest. (http://www.thenewforest.co.uk/) Bob has made some home brew ale and both Alex and myself are slightly concerned.
The weather over here is nice now - we actually have the doors to our apartment open most of the time. Brittany... book your flights!!! Actually, while we're on flights, we want y'all to come over this summer / sometime this year. And dad ... we don't have to stay more than a day in London - we can take you down to Devon (see photos) and stay at Pat & Pete's the rest of the time.
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Inquiring Minds Want to Know
Yes I am headed back to Texas. I Brooke Getter am officially homeless, penniless and 20 pounds overweight. Ok so the overweight thing is a bit of an exaggeration, but the rest is just so Stuart Smalley and 2/3 the truth!
Anyway...below is my flight information. I was really resisting booking this ticket, a bit of denial I guess. So anyone have any good job leads?
April 5, 2006
London Gatwick (LGW) 10:35am
Dallas Ft Worth (DFW) 2:30pm
British Airways
Duration: 9hr 55min Class: Economy Aircraft: BOEING 777 Miles: 4747
Anyway...below is my flight information. I was really resisting booking this ticket, a bit of denial I guess. So anyone have any good job leads?
April 5, 2006
London Gatwick (LGW) 10:35am
Dallas Ft Worth (DFW) 2:30pm
British Airways
Duration: 9hr 55min Class: Economy Aircraft: BOEING 777 Miles: 4747
piccies: don't forget, you can click on each pic to enlarge
Carrington just up the road from Pat & Pete's
Court, Carrington and Sabina. Carrington flew into London for just three nights. But it was a blast!
Sabs, Coops and Court in Pat & Pete's 'gypsy caravan'.
Down on the Farm
OK so Courtney and Alex now live in Rotherhithe. And Rotherhithe has its own farm (check out: http://www.angelfire.com/pop2/surreydocksfarm/)Here's Alex petting a sheep.
Here's Court clearly enjoying the pungent aroma of Surrey Docks Farm.
Up close and personal
Mmmm, sunshine
Here's poops & Sabs at Pat & Pete's.
Poopsy Doopsy
As Court has been extremely lax at posting on this thing of late, I thought I'd take it upon myself to post a few piccies of last weekend; for those of you who don't know, Miss Carrington 'Poopsy' Cooper graced London with her presence. London wasn't quite ready.... Here is the result....
Love Alex xxx
p.s. more pics to follow...
Friday, January 13, 2006
Can a full moon affect the Underground?
Yesterday in my office we were talking with one of my colleagues who is about to burst with child about tube etiquette. Now any decent person would give up their seat in the tube for a pregnant woman, especially this one who might have her kid in the freaking tube. This however is not always the case as many people in London are highly selfish and quite unobservant. Taking note of her personal woes with the transport, I told myself that I would begin to watch for opportunities like these where I, an able bodied person, could give up my seat for someone who actually needed it either due to pregnancy, illness, physical handicap, etc.
Tonight, I actually came upon my first chance to put this new found cause into effect. I had just jumped on the Piccadilly line at Kings Cross and was headed south to Earl's Court. We are talking 12 stops, so this isn't a short ride. I was fortunate to get a seat right by the doors with one empty seat beside me. At the same time that I boarded the train, a blind man also boarded. This man was properly blind. He had a walking stick and the pupils of his eyes were silver. As I sat there, he sort of fumbled his way towards the seats, but instead of sitting down, he stood directly in front of me with his crotch in my face. Remembering my decision, I asked him if he would like to take my seat. I got up and let him know it was vacant, and then took the seat next to him.
This is when it gets weird. This is when he started to touch me. Ok not down there like a pervie, but as I had my hands on my bag, he actually hooked his hand around my arm. Instantly I was VERY uncomfortable. Thoughts started flooding my head. "Ok buddy I gave you my seat, not my arm." or "He's blind, I can't say anything" to "This is all a sick trick and those silver eyes are contacts" back to "He's blind, how can I think these things? I feel so awkward."
The expressions on my face must have been priceless as he started to really wedge himself under my arm. So in a very tactful manner I tried to remove my arm by non-nonchalantly sweeping my hair away from face. As I repositioned my arm, here came his little sneaky blind paw wrapping himself around my arm once again.
I looked up at the tube map in a panic thinking surely my stop was near, but I still had 8 to go, and I really think the blind guy was with me for the long haul. So I made a decision, a decision that I'm sure some of you will judge me for, but it had to be done. I mean I had entertained this for about ten minutes too long as I considered all of my options, but I did the only thing that I could think of. I pretended Covent Garden was my stop, got off the train, and waited for the next.
Now all of you that think I am heartless, this is fine because you are ignorant. When you have a random pseudo hand holding session with a blind stranger whose finger tips look like they've been freshly inked, then we can talk.
Brooke
Tonight, I actually came upon my first chance to put this new found cause into effect. I had just jumped on the Piccadilly line at Kings Cross and was headed south to Earl's Court. We are talking 12 stops, so this isn't a short ride. I was fortunate to get a seat right by the doors with one empty seat beside me. At the same time that I boarded the train, a blind man also boarded. This man was properly blind. He had a walking stick and the pupils of his eyes were silver. As I sat there, he sort of fumbled his way towards the seats, but instead of sitting down, he stood directly in front of me with his crotch in my face. Remembering my decision, I asked him if he would like to take my seat. I got up and let him know it was vacant, and then took the seat next to him.
This is when it gets weird. This is when he started to touch me. Ok not down there like a pervie, but as I had my hands on my bag, he actually hooked his hand around my arm. Instantly I was VERY uncomfortable. Thoughts started flooding my head. "Ok buddy I gave you my seat, not my arm." or "He's blind, I can't say anything" to "This is all a sick trick and those silver eyes are contacts" back to "He's blind, how can I think these things? I feel so awkward."
The expressions on my face must have been priceless as he started to really wedge himself under my arm. So in a very tactful manner I tried to remove my arm by non-nonchalantly sweeping my hair away from face. As I repositioned my arm, here came his little sneaky blind paw wrapping himself around my arm once again.
I looked up at the tube map in a panic thinking surely my stop was near, but I still had 8 to go, and I really think the blind guy was with me for the long haul. So I made a decision, a decision that I'm sure some of you will judge me for, but it had to be done. I mean I had entertained this for about ten minutes too long as I considered all of my options, but I did the only thing that I could think of. I pretended Covent Garden was my stop, got off the train, and waited for the next.
Now all of you that think I am heartless, this is fine because you are ignorant. When you have a random pseudo hand holding session with a blind stranger whose finger tips look like they've been freshly inked, then we can talk.
Brooke
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Every Rose Has Its Horns!!
Texas Wins 41-38!
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Living in London during College football season has been a difficult time. First no one really understands the game, then they gripe about how American football players wear pads and stop the game all the time, and of course there are the awful start times because of the time difference. This has kept me from venturing to see any of the big games, but that does not include the Grandaddy of the All, The Rose Bowl. Our beloved Horns faced the USC Trojans in a highly anticipated match up.
I must say that I showed nothing but pure dedication as the game started here at 1am, and I did not get home until 6:30am. To make matters worse, yes I am at work! It was all worth it however, because of the awe inspiring last 19 second game winning touchdown. Never in my life have I seen a more exciting game (I think I pee'd my pants a bit :) ). The Texas Exes London chapter and the USC alumni association rented out the local sports bar, and the place was packed with about 150 people who stayed until the end. There was a sea of burnt orange that was a fabulous site to see for this transplanted Texan.
That first fumble on Texas' first possession really made me nervous (hell the whole game made me nervous), and I thought it was going to be like bowl games in the past, where the team just could not deliver or live up to the hype, I should have known that Vince was better than that. With a Heisman trophy defeat staring in his face, he delivered the National Championship to the Longhorns with true leadership and style. I'm still so elated by the outcome that it has cancelled out the exhaustion I should be feeling from pulling an all nighter. I have yet to hear from my father, who I'm hoping survived the extreme excitement and celebrations that I'm sure followed. I can't imagine what it must have been like to have been there, but since I wasn't, London turned out to be a pretty cool place to watch the Horns put the hurt on the Trojans.
Hook 'Em Horns!
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Tuesday, January 03, 2006
We are having a Temergency!
After relating to all of the fam about my office's ability to consume massive amounts of tea per day, I thought that the following email, addressed to the firm's London marketing department, would be a funny and apt addition to our little blog:
I have spoken to Alan Brock to try and find out what's happening with our tea machine. There is a replacement machine ready and waiting to be installed but there's a problem with the connection so we are waiting for the maintenance engineers to come and fix that before we get the replacement machine.
Unfortunately we're stuck with just the kettle - or a walk upstairs - for the time being.
Julia Targett
Publications administrator
Acting departmental coordinator
+44 (0) 20 7427 3284
Yeah...that's right, I work in England.
To further understand the crisis of this situation, please refer to the following description of the UK security levels:
The British are feeling the pinch in relation to recent bombings and have raised their security level from "Miffed" to "Peeved." Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A Bit Cross." Londoners have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies all but ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to a "Bloody Nuisance." The last time the British issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was during The Great Fire of 1666.
I have spoken to Alan Brock to try and find out what's happening with our tea machine. There is a replacement machine ready and waiting to be installed but there's a problem with the connection so we are waiting for the maintenance engineers to come and fix that before we get the replacement machine.
Unfortunately we're stuck with just the kettle - or a walk upstairs - for the time being.
Julia Targett
Publications administrator
Acting departmental coordinator
+44 (0) 20 7427 3284
Yeah...that's right, I work in England.
To further understand the crisis of this situation, please refer to the following description of the UK security levels:
The British are feeling the pinch in relation to recent bombings and have raised their security level from "Miffed" to "Peeved." Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A Bit Cross." Londoners have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies all but ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to a "Bloody Nuisance." The last time the British issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was during The Great Fire of 1666.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Happy New Year 2006!
I guess that everyone should enjoy a big city's New Year's celebration. London celebrates with a huge fireworks display by the Thames. It really is surreal to count down and then have Big Ben strike midnight right next to you. The firework display was the most amazing that I've ever seen. This year they chose to have the central focus be the London Eye, and they utilized the Eye within the show. I got a bit of footage so that you can see what I'm talking about because seriously words cannot do it justice. Enjoy and Happy New Year!
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