SO today is the first day in 6 months that I have bothered to address the internets via this blog.
Hi....internet.
This blog really was only used while I was out of the country and now, well I need to revive it and make it live or something. Also, I have one other shared blog that was written by me and a special friend i made when I was in the Dominican Republic. Sort of an ode to our love affair. Kind of cheesy now that I think about it. I enjoy it as a time capsule and a reminder that "LOVE" is sooo fleeting and fickle.
Just so you know internet, in the background folks are discussing the merits of the movie "Bad Lieutenant" which is getting rave reviews by more than one person I know.
And now a list of unimportant things:
-Herbal tea helps reduce the effects of lock jaw
-I've been wearing my bronze cowboy boots for too many days. I miss my sneaks.
-I have lost two friends this week and gained a place to live
- living out of a backpack is sort of stressful and not, all at the same time
- Hey internet, should I go to San Fransisco?
- What should I have for lunch?
- I want to be a French/Spanish balladeer
- palindromes make me giddy
- I have ADD for sure but have never been disgnosed
- autism is beautiful
- logic is inherently a male trait(I know women might disagree, but its true) BUT it can be learned by women to be used as a secret weapon against total male domination
- Bisexuality is close to godliness
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Poemas: En los ojos del reloj
He is a fable
hauling red lightning through the dust of an uneven sky
His stare settles on the tip of my nose and he is unearthing his heart
and i lean in softly like a whisper
a forgotten thought against his chest
and we breathe in unison from time to time
breathe in the mean time
Arms in hands upon my thighs and wisp of fragrant hair takes my breath
A sparkle in your smile, A sparkle on your mind
remembering any feelings I can only remember his name.............(TBC)
hauling red lightning through the dust of an uneven sky
His stare settles on the tip of my nose and he is unearthing his heart
and i lean in softly like a whisper
a forgotten thought against his chest
and we breathe in unison from time to time
breathe in the mean time
Arms in hands upon my thighs and wisp of fragrant hair takes my breath
A sparkle in your smile, A sparkle on your mind
remembering any feelings I can only remember his name.............(TBC)
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
Out there
Haven´t been writing or posting a whole bunch. Blogging is starting to feel similar to taking way tooo many pictures of an event instead of simply enjoying it
I have simply been busy living, oh and also trying to fix my lens and prepare for an exhibition on the 24th.
It seems that being asked to exhibit my work has made me very self conscious of the material I have to sho off. I always think there is never enough.
Anyway, I want to thank my friends back home for their support, their phone calls and online convos. I really do appreciate it all.
I will post more pics before I return. But I guarantee a more extensive recounting with visual aids when I return.
I have simply been busy living, oh and also trying to fix my lens and prepare for an exhibition on the 24th.
It seems that being asked to exhibit my work has made me very self conscious of the material I have to sho off. I always think there is never enough.
Anyway, I want to thank my friends back home for their support, their phone calls and online convos. I really do appreciate it all.
I will post more pics before I return. But I guarantee a more extensive recounting with visual aids when I return.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
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