Thursday, January 31, 2008

the ninefold, and a few other friends

I'm sick and cranky but in some better, more beautiful news:



Christian Dior's Spring 2008 couture line, by John Galliano.
And on my back I always hear, time's winged chariot drawing near.

(Blogger's being a baby and won't let me upload more photos. Soon to come, promise.)

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Pick up the views of the common man

I'm sick. Hump day blows.

Watched a lot of movies lately:

Half Nelson: v. good but there was no wrestling so I don't get the reference

A Love Song for Bobby Long: I loved it but Hubs didn't. It was about delightfully trashy alcoholics. My kinda flick.

Letters from Iwo Jima: I fell asleep (see that I'm sick) and Hubs said it, like the other movie in the set, was only ok.

He's generally not that hard to please. He did go see Rambo after all. I, on the other hand, usually am.

Monday, January 28, 2008

Dingle Dangle



So Lovell, to the right, to the right sent me a text Sunday informing me of what we were missing by not moving to the Big Lou. The above is from 2007. Wilbur would be so proud.

Even the four horses say all bets are off

from heaven he came and sought her
to be his only bride
with his own love he bought her
and for her life he died

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Spanish is going very well for week 1. I'm actually looking forward to going in this week.

The problem with being an entrepreneur, having it in my blood, is that when I see a good deal, I just can't say no. Add cartoon administrator to the list. Add real estate developer to the list (hopefully). I really enjoy making up stories and songs about complete and total nonsense and it makes me laugh, it makes others laugh. This could really be something. I really enjoy looking at/for houses and land to flip. And although Hubs and I don't have the initial investment money, we do have the time, the knowledge, and the desire (and moma has the money). It could really be something!

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Some say that I will and some say I won't.

Chili dinner was great. Girls' night with Piper and boys' night with Rambo was great. Sometimes I think I understand.
These people really like me in spite of how I am.
What I needed help with, in connecting, is how we were.
If I'm going to move forward on these future projects, I need to be able to regain some of that way of speaking. How do I connect with ______________? (anyone)
Show me the way to get back to the garden.

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Huge fashion post later. drool.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Adios Hermanos

Quantum of Solace is the new Bond title. WTF does that even mean? And that pisses me off. So stupid stupid stupid.

Anyway

I'm about to go to my Spanish language lab. HA! that shit cracks me up. Language lab. Que esso es? Es esso un marcardor!

Give me a break.

We started asking people for money for the reunion. I'm already getting a few cost complainers but then whatever. I am hard pressed to care anymore. It's going to be really fun but I'm beyond holding people's hands here.

Quantum of Solace? Really?

My Hubs is a really good guy. Anyone want to come over and eat some chili?

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Warmongering and whoremongering

This, I cry because we all know how true it is.

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I worry (it's becoming my catch-all) that all the young and the poor go for Obama but all the ones with money for campaign contributions go for Hillary. As I'm learning quickly is the case. Why can't we all just donate $3 (up from $1) to the national campaign fund and outlaw political fund raising. Afterall, if only the ones with money win, just how democratic is that? Better put, would even I trust a Dem with all that money?
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I apologize to my friends for putting my foot in my mouth Saturday. It's not the first time, definitely won't be the last.

I apologize to my friends for going to stupid Spanish class over Bunko. Turns out I could have done that shit in the day time.
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I told Hubs about Heath Ledger. First words, "Holy shit. Did they finish Batman?" That's really a shame. Michelle Williams is so hot.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?

Do you want to know what profit sharing means? It means I work for a really cool company and it also means that they always give me headaches.

women not girls rule my world

Adrienne Curry, you are so a total lesbian.

In other news, swamped at work. So swamped with life. So swamped with dentist appt and planning a high school reunion. Our reunion committee is awesome. We had a blast Saturday night. Thanks cheese rat and Crazee's.

I accidentally over committed Chris and I this week and on top of taking total Spanish immersion, we just don't have time to eat out 5 times with friends plus Bunko plus make chili plus pull out our bathroom cabinet. Whoops. Should have thought that out better.

And who'da thunk that Fred Thompson would drop out after a string of failed caucuses.

Anyway whatevs. I'm still really into these guys, even after all these years.

Friday, January 18, 2008

Melusine, 2nd draft

Melusine

Take the nix roses, floating over my body.
Last night I dreamt I was Melusine—
my serpents’ tail wrapped tight in the reeds
my anguish, wrapped tight in the drinking fountain.
Elynas Elynas drink drink
Wanderlust and courage confuse in this completely alien world,
me against the world,
and no Godhead could save me from these dreams.

In realtime,
my women friends and I gather to drink
and share. To complain, our worries,
it is how we love one other.
Talk turns to family, insecurities of being enough,
birth fathers absent, one form or another.
On the surface, I am so tired of discussing this.
So I dive,

Elynas Elynas
You are the father the mother chose in kind
over daughters’ needs to punish, to act grown,
daughters’ needs to act the mother, woman, master
of the home. Time has no length to what daughters need.

Melusine, I want to fuck you up.
Skin your scales. Thread your gills.
Change your libration,
change your libration.
I do not want to be a fishwife, only under the surface,
who drinks.

The void-of-course keeps me in the Rhinelands—
a locale all too familiar, a season I cannot change—
and I accept these fay challenges
despite Ecclesiastes warning as the water will freeze
and I will be stuck. Melusine,
the ice will be too thick to break you free.
Melusine, follow me.

Just us against the world.
Just don’t say my name.


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Aw fudge it.

champagne spiritualism


Snow Queen Hibiscus


Fingers crossed! I'm working on my last corporate taxes for my old business Spark Designs as we speak! Once I get these filed (government, give me my money, where were you all these years??!?!) I am so solidly done.

So now, of course, my brother wants me and Chris and him to open a bar in Argenta. It's such a cool, slow but solidly steadily growing part of town. It would be hot. But, oh now here we go again!

My brother, I'm very proud of him but also nervous too, has started his own production company (Dog Town Productions I think it was called). He's got a huge print ad shoot to work up for Wal-Mart and it's just the start. The Arkansas WWII Veteran documentary he co-produced was such a hit. I think it's just the start for him. I hope so. I hope he's just been working on this moment his whole life. That would make me feel good.

In other news, still addicted to online scrabble but I have to be more judicious in my play. In other news, wow.

Finding a cabinet maker for our bathroom has become the bane of my existence. Why don't people want to earn money and come help me? I've got money. I need help. I just don't get it.

Don's retirement party tonight. I'm very much so looking forward to that. I can bench press 24lbs, easy now. I've reached my first work out goal with husband. I'm very proud albeit still very much the weakling.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Honeybells, St. Michaels Sanford Bloods



Oh, but he let me go sailing.






New Orleans was great. Real Jazz at Maison Bourbon. Real Hurricane at Pat O Brian's. Real mediocre food. Real tons of steak (it was a Farm Bureau convention after all). Saw Colin Powell speak, scratched my head a few times. Saw some Dodge trucks and Case I H tractors given away. Generally came away with newfound interest in farm commodities, surprisingly enough.

Back to work is good. Working out is working out. Hubs and I are both pretty beat though. Lots of walking with pirates in high heels late at night on cobblestone roads will do that to you.

Came back loaded with hots and Tiger sauce. Interesting Italian grocery goodies.

Brought Lorde de Morte back home with us. He's enjoying his perch above the television, I think.

Friday, January 11, 2008

huh

I just realized that last Friday was the 1 year anniversary of closing my stores, a HU-YUGE chapter in several years of my life.

In my real life, I've been too busy to notice. Imagine that. I thought I'd never really get over it.

since Prince was on Appollonia

Kanye, you crazy!

Anyway been working so hard, working out so hard, getting ready for New Orleans. Things things things

and I've been sleeping, trying to read at night but I'm just too sleepy wonderfully tired, and I know it's bc I have alot of reunion stress off my mind, but I've been going under and going going gone, not grinding my teeth and not to return until 8 hours later.

And my dreams! Everyone I'm a mermaid. Talking to my friends, old classmates, my mom about father figures, the election, singing songs. Weird!

Anyway so in a blur of trying to be creative I put this together. It's still totally crap but I have good ideas behind it I'm just not having the time to get them "expressed" correctly.

You know that's what they call squeezing the goo out of a dog's butt glands: expressing them. ha! the world is too funny.

Anyway, Melusine:

Melusine

Take the nix roses, floating over my body.
Last night I dreamed I was Melusine—
my serpents’ tail wrapped tight in the reeds
my anguish, wrapped tight in the drinking fountain.
Elynas Elynas drink drink
Wanderlust and courage confuse in this completely alien world,
me against the world,
and no Godhead could save me from these dreams.

In realtime,
my women friends and I gather to drink
and share. To complain, our worries,
it is how we love one other.
Talk turns to family, insecurities of being enough,
birth fathers absent, one form or another.
On the surface, I am so tired of discussing this.
So I dive deep,

Elynas Elynas
You are the father the mother chose in kind
over daughters’ needs to punish, to act grown,
daughters’ needs to act the mother, woman, master
of the home. Time has no length to what daughters need.

[something else here, current day matters of relationships]

The void-of-course keeps me in the lowlands—
a Germany all too familiar, a season I cannot change—
and I accept these fay challenges
despite Ecclesiastes warning as the water will freeze
and I will be stuck. Melusine,
the ice will be too thick to break you free.

Us against the world

Just don’t say my name.


So I don't mind showing the stages pieces need before they either fall into oblivion or resurrect into something actual. I enjoy the process of editing. Much more than writing. It is a pleasant way to pass my free time.

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That's how long I been on ya!

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

she's a girl after my sharp knife

I am addicted to Facebook Scrabble. Thanks Jake. F U Dude.

So Hillary won New Hampshire. That's really surprising to me, especially with such high voter turnout. Worse yet is that I know people that I really really like that hope Huckabee wins the primary bc (gasp) they really like him.

hmm. messed up.

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

you are not a fuckin' virgin



She really loves him, Prescilla

and then,



Virgin Mother, Damien Hirst
and thoughts you thought you'd never tell

ech

I never get to my Sunday papers on Sunday. I just can't seem to do it anymore. Not even the Target ad makes me dig through, neither High Profile.

Anyway just a blip but I just got to it last night. It was really hard reading Benizir Bhutto's interview (please excuse the spelling, whatever) in Parade. She was just here.

Weird. So tired. Long day. Need beer.

good Lord, show me the way

Everything is content on frustrating me today. I leave work late yesterday, get to work early today to get things done. Nope.

I have to put down a ginormous deposit for our class reunion today out of my credit card so we can secure the date and get this thing started. Husband is not happy. We need that money for ourselves right now (see all notes on bathroom renovations). Yikes! Makes me really nervous!

Meeting the tile guy today for 1st estimate of total bathroom teardown. Yikes! Makes me nervous.

Must have shit tons done in a few days since we'll be in New Orleans and I'm not giving a shit at that point.

Plus people are just really rude today.

Monday, January 7, 2008

Hey Lisa, we're going to be in a pie!

Last night's Simpsons completely redeemed their terrible writing as of late. I understand they probably had the movie to work on and whatnot but give me a break!

Anyway Springfield nominating Ralph for President was just awesome. I, for one, love Ralph.

So much work to do right now and into forever. Our big state audit is looming and making me nervous.

All I can do is just pray on New Orleans. I can't wait to get there!!

Friday, January 4, 2008

Just like starting over,


I do it all for you.

Don't ask me how I got here, but I'm elbow deep in some trippy shit!

Fact 1: A ghost is born.
Ecclesiastes ii. 5: "I made me gardens and orchards, and I planted trees in them of all kind of fruits";

Fact 2: try modulating and articulating all the feelings that i have for u [dr.rock!]
What is VOC (Void-of-Course)?
When the Moon (emotional barometer) does not form any relationship to a planet before entering a new zodiacal sign. This time is best to do anything where NO ACTION OR OUTCOME is desired. “Nothing will come of it!”

Fact 3: I fly like paper, get high like planes
Carl Jung painted Mandalas as a way to id sore spots in his psyche. (and I LOVE Carl Jung)

Fact 4: I fell in love with a girl. I fell in love once
Greek mythology did not recall, however, that in Crete there was a Lady who presided over the Labyrinth. A tablet inscribed in Linear B found at Knossos records a gift "to all the gods honey; to the mistress of the labyrinth honey." All the gods together receive as much honey as the Mistress of the Labyrinth alone.

Fact 5: Vunde gurunam caranaravinde
Zero Point, Circle, Completion of a Cycle when both aspects
of your soul merge then blink out of existence. Zero Point Merge is the coming together of the matter and antimatter aspects of your soul.
It is accompanied by a tone. The sound of a soul leaving the physical body is a 'thuup' noise that one hears when opening something Hermetically sealed, Hermes -- Thoth -- Zoroaster, Z (Zero), Zero Point, the seals are opened and the soul released.

Fact 6: don't think I'll be going as fast as I came
(Ouroboros is an ancient alchemy symbol depicting a snake or dragon swallowing its own tail, constantly creating itself and forming a circle.) It is the Wheel of Time - [used] to manifest grid programs that give the illusion of linear time allowing souls to experience emotions.

Norse Mythology - the serpent Jormungand, one of the 3 children of Loki - the Trickster who grew so large that it could encircle the world and grasp its tail in its teeth. (I've always loved a Trickster).

It could very well be used to symbolize the closed-system model of the universe of some physicists even today.

So much to learn. My brain hurts. How can this get me back to you?

the road ain't no place to start a family

Our morning alarm is set to the cheesy adult contemp. radio station bc that's the only one we can get in clearly. The last 3 mornings we've woken up each time to Journey. "I'm forever yours...faithfully..FAITHFULLY!!!" haha. Or whoever sings those songs. Anne would know. She loves Journey. ha!

So have you seen all this crazy shit on Brit Brit? That poor poor woman. Totally another reason why just because you're over 21, doesn't make you an adult. sad. But I love it. that's sad too. But I need it!!

Renovating the bathroom is becoming a royal pain in my arse. How do people work and coordinate estimate appts? They work when I work! argh! We've decided to shuck the whole totally pink and lighter pink tile in the shower, sink, and floor. We're going to reglaze all the original pink 1958 tile (such a travesty I know but really it's just awful, not like our wonderfully chic pink and brown tiled guest bath-I'm not being facetious here) and then hopefully you can reglaze pink floor tile too (yes it is pink head to toe-I will try and post pics later) so that it will be all white and then paint the bit of wall a rich chocolate brown and throw some light gold with coral piping curtains, a new mirror, tada! Hubs won't let me get a pedestal sink (damn him!) but I think it will look really groovy all said and done. And then a new, cut glass shower door. Yea!

And then maybe we'll actually use the 2nd of our 2 house bathrooms.

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Planning a high school reunion is really, really expensive. At 200 people, $50 per person for a nice, nighttime, everything we could possibly want included is A:average price, B:getting a ton for our money, C:costs $10,000!!!! HOLY SHIT!

That's got to come out of my pocket until people start paying up!!!

Please tell me my math is off.

Thursday, January 3, 2008

It's gonna take a miracle

Laura Nyro, you're my hero.

Blame it on the Wayne, where are you?

I've never walked so hard in my life as last night. climb climb climb thank you Kanye West's Stronger and A+ Setup's No City for getting me through it. Incline vs speed, I'll always take incline.

It's been SO cold. Puppy just looks at us like, I can hold it! We've been building fires every night. It's good.

After work it's run to the plumbing supply store and get us some goodies to renovate our master bath this weekend! woo fun plumbing times! And then I guess we're going to the viewing with my mom? I'm not really sure what's happening there. Eat some dinner. Get ready for Fritag. I'm so ready for the weekend. These days off in the middle of the week is screwing with me!

OH and I'm such a dingaling thinking it would cost us $5K to go to Japan when it's only half that for the both of us for 7 days! woo!! Japan in September. I hope that's a good time to go!

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

They see me mowing my front lawn



Husband, you're right. The last 3 weeks have been the best weeks ever.

You can't see it in the background but the Absolute bottle I brought (thanks Matty Beachboards!) was enclosed in a plastic disco ball case that the guys then promptly hung up. Driving around on an empty lake in the Mothaship in the freezing cold was only worth it to see all those stars. Husband and I have made our new year's resolutions and they mostly involve less stress, more gym. Also hitting up Elvis's Memphis, Japan, and France this year.

One of my mom's oldest friends just up and died. And mom is a few years older. We're going to the visitation tomorrow. Tuff stuff, that mortal coil.

No Country for Old Men is a good enough read. It helps to see Tommy Lee Jones as Bell. The Road was a much more interesting book though. Blood Meridian is next.

Lumnch!