Ophelia Chong
A true multi-tasker: illustrator, designer, teacher, networker and writer of short blasts of pent up hot air.
My name is Ophelia and I am an Internetholic.....
The motorcade rolls towards Staples, Blanket is in the back with his brother and sister.
I was giving a short lecture yesterday at the Art Center College of Design when I noticed one student in the middle (not the back) scrolling on his iPhone.
He needed to perform to stay solvent and to stay relevant. Both of which killed him. His genius rose above us all, and our hands grabbed at him, trying to pull him down to our level.
"I know I can. I know I can..." Pushing a project through on the internet is like laying one rail at a time for a train with no road map.
The power of communication is in the speed and the reach, will it be the fastest fingers with the most followers win?
Whenever someone tells me I look tired, I have to stop and think about it.
Twitter: I am the Fugitive running from the multi-headed monster that wants to hold me down and to tell me that they ran out of coffee.
I stuck my big toe into the dating pool and barely wedged it in.
I had shoulder pads way back in the late eighties. Big wide ones that made a defensive tackle look weak.
Restless sleep, tossing and turning like a leaf in a storm, I roll from one side to the other hoping that some thought would lull me to sleep.
Every country has a day set aside to honor their war dead, but it should be everyday that we honor them for their courage, loyalty and commitment to their countries.