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7:04 PM | Posted by shea beth | Edit Post
Most of you have heard by now about the man who flew his plane into an Austin city building. Let me re-cap for you how I found out about it, and then the CRAZY series of events that came after. Back history: I am a journalist for UNT's North Texas Daily newspaper. My editor is Melissa (photographer), Cali is my sister, and Christena is a photographer/videographer. All these people are the key characters in this story.

Cali and I went to pay bills. While she is in the Denton utilities office she hears the news about the crash. She gets in the car and asks, 'did you hear about the plane crash?' To which I say, 'no' and 'did it happen in Denton?'

'No, it was in Austin,' Cali said.
'Man, why doesn't anything ever happen in Denton!' I said.

We get Fuzzy's Tacos when I get a call from my editor, Melissa. 'Did you hear about the plane crash in Autin?' 'Yeah, I just heard.' I replied. 'Do you want to go cover it for the Daily?' she asked. 'Of course! Call Christena! Cal and I will be ready in 30 minutes!'
Now, Austin isn't close to Denton for those of you who aren't familiar with Texas geography. It's about 4 hours away. But we hit traffic, so it was closer to 5. Then entire time we were on the phone trying to make contacts. We kept hearing, 'we can't confirm that the plane was the mans.' Why not!! Oh well! By the time we got there, the sun had set, but smoke was still rising from the building that Joe Stack had flown HIS plane into. We got two good sources, shot pictures, and headed to his house that he burnt down. We knocked on doors, but all the neighbors had already talked to the media who didn't have to drive 350 miles to get there.
We got the story in really late, 11:15 p,m.
Oh, you'll see pictures of a cactus, and me changing pants... I ran into the cactus, and Cali shot pics of me changing my pants in the street!. Nice Cal, nice! We hit up 6th Street in downtown Austin, Kerby Lane Cafe, and were back on the road by 4 a.m. just in time to see our story on the front page of the Daily. Enjoy!















 

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Would you come to a place like this, a place called home

8:13 PM | Posted by shea beth | Edit Post
     Come away with me in the night, Come away with me, And I will write you a song... 
Come away with me on a bus, Come away where they can't tempt us With their lies...
     And I want to walk with you, On a cloudy day, In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high
So won't you try to come?
     Come away with me and we'll kiss, On a mountaintop, Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you...
     And I want to wake up with the rain, Falling on a tin roof, While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you...
To come away with me in the night, Come away with me... - Norah Jones

Images by Nicholas Laning Photography 



 

 

 

 

 
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the beautiful people I can't leave behind, here's to the sun, moon, water, and sky

11:58 AM | Posted by shea beth | Edit Post
Friday night, my sister Cali and I watched the Olympics, I love my DVR because I've watched it twice since then. When Canada's native tribes took the stage, welcoming the athletes with their dancing, singing, their own music, my heart was so incredibly drawn in to the beauty of the scene. Now, I have loved the first nations peoples from most countries for a long time, but that night I was reminded why all over again as they danced and sang with unashamed passion. I love this culture....


Because I love it so much it inspires me to dress like this...


I get to end this post completely inspired!
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Ode to the one I love

8:19 PM | Posted by shea beth | Edit Post
There once was a man named Christopher. Christopher lived far away in Jackson, MS while his Valentine, me, lived in Denton-town. There were plenty of chances to fret, worry, or indulge in sadness because of the six hours of highway between us on Feb. 14 2010, but those feelings were a tiny temptation. Instead, I counted myself blessed to be able to have someone to love on such a day, blushing at lunch as I got little love messages from him sending kisses and hugs, my electronic affections. I love being loved by this man. I love having a Valentine on Valentines Day. I love that my sister Cali helped me put all of these pictures together of his beautiful face. So, here's to all the Valentines Days without a valentine in sight, because this valentine was worth all the wait. 

 



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A little patriotism with my tea please

1:27 AM | Posted by shea beth | Edit Post

I never knew that I loved snow, I've been mostly obsessed with the beach for most of my life. But in the last few years the mystical mountains have become more and more appealing to me, maybe it's growing older. That new found desire, mixed with the 12 inches of snow Texas received, and I am all revved up for the 2o1o Winter Olympic games.

My sister Cali and I watched the opening ceremonies of the Olympics with friends cheering and sharing astonishment that Canada had so much to offer. I guess we never thought too much about our neighbors to the north.When we left at 2am

My heart traveled to Vancouver last night while I watched the parade of nations. There is no time like Olympics season. Whether it’s the summer Olympics, or the winter, I watch on the edge of my seat cheering with every inch gained and every fall taken. And I’m sure the whole world has grieved with Georgia as they lost a young athlete to the dangerously fast luge track.

For the next month I will watch all the victories and defeats and pretend that I’m in Vancouver as Texas enjoys the last bit of Thursday’s snow fall! I could not feel more warm, cozy, or patriotic.

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