Welcome to Diverted Motion!

I'm excited to introduce Diverted Motion, the newest member of the Deliberate Motion and Frivolous Motion family. Written by DelMo member Bailey Triggs (c'est moi), Diverted Motion is a blog about life's diversions: music, books, tv, movies, other blogs... whatever turns my head.

Because that's what's important: the turning of the head. Realizing that life isn't found between points A and B. It's when you wander off the map to pick flowers and meet the big bad wolf--who has this super duper underground band that's costumes are based on this crazy 80s Chuck E. Cheese training video, which reminds you of your fifth birthday when the mechanical singing rats made you cry, which has forever shaped your opinion of animatronic singing animals. (The verdict: Billy the Big Mouth Bass is pure evil.) And so it goes. You wander deeper into the woods, picking as many flowers and your hands can hold. You pluck them from the ground, admire them and classify them, pull them apart and use the petals as confetti. You rate, judge, synthesize, synesthesize, taking 'the you' with you and leaving the rest in your wake.

Earlier this month, the ignored performance of violin virtuoso Joshua Bell in L'Enfant Plaza, as orchestrated by The Washington Post, turned many heads (and blog posts) to the blinders many of us wear as we go about our days. Sure I could say I would have stopped to check him out. I would have walked by--emopoppunk (a not-so-guilty guilty pleasure of mine) blasting through my ipod--turned, looked, thought 'who's this hottie?', flashed him a wink and gone on my way.

But that's me. And if you'll stick around, you'll learn a lot more about me and my diversions. And maybe, just maybe, one day everyone will know my name!

Thanks for stopping by. And don't be a stranger: comments, ideas, love letters, and fan fiction are all very welcome.