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Ah, the sweet smell of hot old formaldehyde assailed me as i entered The Evans Science Lab. So soon? It's not even fall...*beams*
Santa Fe buses are the coshiest public transport i've been on in the world. There are drop down handicap access ramp/lifts, attachments for keeping wheelchairs from rolling around, the buses are all clean running on natural gas, plush fabric seats like on new greyhounds go down the length of the bus against it's walls instead of in tight rows with ripped hard vinyl covered seats. Oh, and some buses are decorated on the inside, e.g. old newspaper collages with such inspired sayings as 'If you have everything where would you put it?', 'You may not like the present but there is always a future' or, 'There can be no progress without struggle.' Not to bad on ride cost either.
I was given a mirror with a women from the 20's on the back of it. It was a lithograph, the model apparently has my eyes and would be me if I made myself up in that style of wavy short poofy hair, cupid lips, beads and doe eyes. The lesson I was told this coincidence held wasn’t the one I learnt. I found I only recognize myself visually in that which however remote, I am attracted to or admire somehow. But it’s often not the visual aspect that first attracts me to these reflections of character.
It reminds me of the Bacchae when Pentheus said to Dionysus, "So, sir stranger, thou art not ill-favoured from a woman's point of view, which was thy real object in coming to Thebes; thy hair is long because thou hast never been a wrestler, flowing right down thy cheeks most wantonly; thy skin is white to help thee gain thy end, not tanned by ray of sun, but kept within the shade, as thou goest in quest of love with beauty's bait."
Sheila-na-gig
" I've been trying to show you over and over Look at these my child-bearing hips Look at these my ruby red ruby lips Look at these my work strong arms and You've got to see my bottle full of charm "
"Everything went wrong" said the unshaven hombre counting woes on his fingers.
"Is there really anything legally wrong with leaving a child that's not yours on a random street corner?"
Is walking just the slowest form of locomotion for humans that is a constant process of defying gravity by falling only to pick yourself up with the other foot and repeat?
Does anyone else feel queasy when watching movies from the 80's?
I lives in the house where "How To Keep Your Volkswagen Alive" was written in the 60's.
Maybe i should get this guy to do the gas tank on my Rebel.
"I don't know if she's a snot but she does remind me of a world class twat."
The cop that drove me home from the car crash i was in was a cop that had been at my high school when nasty things were occurring. He asked me about UA and what it was like for me to be there. He did a bit of assumption based on profiling and said "U-huh" a lot as he narrowed down his questions to asserting that we were having a private in confidence conversation to ask, "So how did you figure out you were gay?" Apparently i remind him of his sister who collects swords and lives in Albuquerque.
I haven't stopped feeling verious modes of wonder since i got back to Santa Fe. The mountains are hazed thickly with the smoke from Arizona. On Sunday it smelt like bees wax candles. Today it smells like charcoal dust, teasing and building in my nose to a sneeze, almost burning.
Does anyone else sometimes read their 'junk mail' folder just to laugh at the absurd subject lines?
My blog is back! *dances with joy on the spanish keyboard and promises to post and back up the blog*
I'm at the Santa Fe public library on a puter with a spanish keyboard. This is tricky.
On The Plaza! It was a small parade but you've got to love the Santa Fe folk dancing in the sun, throwing beads and reving bikes.
I have a comfortable place, a room and a bathroom. 3 other flatmates. The house is adobe, wood and tile with a large sun/junk room. Not noisey, or stuffy, or overtly clean. It's hot or cool complimentory to the time, even at noon. We leave the doors unlocked, no need to bother otherwise. I'm paying rent and i've got groceries- all the tasty nessecities. Sharing rides, bus lines, or walking everywhere. We're cooking together in the evenings and Anastasia will help me with my sewing.
Bless you Punch Drunk.
"I think it's healthy for me to have a man-crush every once in a while. It reminds me of how beautiful women are." -Rasa
Flying in to Albuquerque the land looked like a watercolor made of pigments as thick as oils and painted on a background of air. I was seized by the kind of excruciating deep wistful pang that momentarily makes you wish to cry. I was leaving Dallas the last time to return to my new home. Leaving as in i am never going to be a resident there again.
"PMS is a non-profit corporation providing medical dental children's services behavioral health and supportive living services to the multi-cultural people of the Southwest."
"You know Sushi." -Soo, the Korean girl that served me tonight at Sushi Ichiban.
Porn comes out of the store in black plastic bags. Dead give away.
Famous!
I'm out of my parent's house as i said. Here set props and cloths are all about in boxes or containers, baby toys and books, dog things, in rushed packing it became untidied. It is all much preferred to my house though. Why? Here i know people are living with their comings and goings and the state of stuff about the house change as this happens. There are boxes in my parent's house that have not been unpacked or even stored since we moved here 3 years ago. To know things are still to be done, but haply in the process, is more precious.
Decided with Tim: The most insulting thing about warts is that they resist the most barbaric onslaughts and return undaunted.
I had no idea i was to be auctioned in a bright ring as i stood there quietly drinking at the spotlit bar only knowing my introduction/introducer was a give away.
I was sitting in a bedroom and after a quick check of the bookshelf realized there were no classic books (ancient or modern) to be seen. I began to feel uneasy, my stomach even did a loop.
If you build it- with a clean bathroom and bar- the rest can be a dive- people from all walks of life will still come.
So i'm house sitting- sitting in this house- dum de dum...all alone with two dogs *puts on a cd, peruses cd collection, pets dogs, naps, stretches, does some exercises to music, runs around naked and spikes her hair.*
Just think of it if you will- in 100 years someone who is called a lesbian could actually be your competent, loving, dare i say well adjusted or productive, human individual who's sexuality has not a bit of baring or indication of anything else of their person but a preference like having a thing for brunettes. Just like now.
We all have a right to our ivory towers. I'd hate to have one whose boundary were the walls of my bedroom though.
As much as i wish to graduate from St. John's, i also wish to be able to leave when the time (graduation) comes.
Anyone else have a sneaky suspision wit has quite a lot to do with instict?
Daintier-Smarter, Better-Dressed.
I've gotten use to throwing darts backwards at a board. They land point in. I began it all as a drunken novelty last years at erik's but now i really love it and only play darts that way. I've got a fair grouping ability but not aim, ah well.
i now have bangs.
I spent 3 hours printing out the poetry i wrote from 9-10th grade so i can finnaly begin the editing long haul. *blink* my own words are harrasing me as to my neglect...
Spent my last Dollar, on a white rose from a lady collecting,
“All and any donations go to battered women.” Went right home and gave it to my mother.
White Blossoming Apricot, From one limb- a baby swing. From the other- a think rope noose.
I don't get it Tim. I haven't met a guy yet who didn't find the idea, if not the actual product, of Midget Porn humorous.
I shouldn't be getting on any high horses here though...*can't get the Shetland she rode in on to budge*
From people who did not bring you My Cat Hates You, comes!: Cats Are From Mars.
I shall be sending my evil succubus cat Velvet's picture to the 'hates you' people once again- they did not seem to notice her continual daunting successes in bringing fear swiftly to all human's over the safety and non-perforated nature of their appendices.
My favorite succulant.
Whenever I've talked to my Dad, all those times, I can never once remember a sparkle of relization crystallizing in his eyes. All my attempts to show, prove, expound in so many ways any point at hand or in my head (as at that moment it was vitally important to me to be understood and to communicate), were only ever met with a half smile and 'humph', a proud congrats, or a steady rational retreat. So I wonder if he'll ever let on that I may have been the active ingredient that solidified something or his learning of it- even if only anew. Maybe those other replies i revieve from him are his form of recognition.
Yamete! Ass O Itai!
"Keep Bull fighting out of McKinney"
Since when was hanging out with groups of old friends so tiring?
Basily's car has a 'Lift here for ememrgency exit' mechanism
I spent most of today in the back of a car with 2 pink/purple flaming flamingos.
Apparently even though the BLOCK RED LETTERS on my driver's ID blatantly say "UNDER 21 till…." I was 21 last night at Razzle Dazzle.
I didn't meet anyone new but did see an old co-worker of mine who was acting with a local comedy trop called "Punch Drunk". She's a person I respected as an slightly older, hip, more experienced guide I could learn from along my little young and happy trails- someone who was very welcoming and kind to me back then. ...Only, when she came out and did a solo lampooning sexual dance/strip to some gaudy sex song like Lords of Acid meets Salt and Pepper, you can imagine the stupefying torrents each new bizzar undulation from stage caused as I was forced to recognize her as I never have before. She is beautiful sexually as well as all my older memories of her.
Whah!
Ever watched guys check out each other's suits at formal events to see where they stand as far as dressing up goes? Tehehehe...
Current Supscriptions: Finder, SIP (also PTOO), American Century, Queen and Country, Lone Wolf and Cub, Transmetropolitan, Daredevil, Sandman Presents, Promethia (and the rest of the American Comic herd).
I'm write the most exquisite sentences without any context for their content.
Back that Azz up- Juvenile Shake Shake Shake Baby Got Back Shake your ass Ass and Tities Big Bottomed Girls
I met my first polydactyl cat. It's Tim's brothers and his name is Q. Utterly cool.
If i really do care to ever pull of the wonderful and mysterious stunt of playing a male (accurately or lampooningly without being an asshole) i need to work on character. Besides the short James Dean idea, i need a name. A Drag Name. It's essential. Xavier Love(more?). I don't know- Xavier's a name i've always liked but how to end it? Something i can actually be addressed by. Like most drag names i wanted a pun not too corney but enough to fit the punnyness of the whole bussiness. So what's a short James Dean to do? Maybe get a haircut similar but a little softer than Milla Jovovich in The Messanger?
*exhale* ok...I like Pink. No! Not the colour! The, "I'm comin' up so you better get this party started" Pink. Yes. *cough*
Nicole and i, as ex-catholic school girls had to explain why we were choked with laughter at the performance of songs by the Hey Nunny-Nunny show like: "And there were 5, 5, constipated men in the Bible, the Holy Bible. There were 5, 5, constipated men in the Holy books of Moses. And the 1st, 1st constipated man was Cain- he wasn't Able.. And the 2nd, 2nd constipated man was Noah- he filled the Arc.. And the 3rd, 3rd constipated man was Mosses- he took the tables.. And the 4th, 4th constipated man was Abram- he couldn't move his ass." (i forget the 5th..) "And there was one, one constipated woman in the Bible, in the Bible, it was Eve- she couldn't pass the apple..." Personally, i'm with Sister Hellena Handbasket...
The Baptist church a block away from my house has a new slogan spelt out in plastic block letters every week. I often drive by the structure- a converted glass and foam looking office block building and take note of the signs new cries. Some memorable ones- "Life has many choices. Eternity has two." "Warning: exposure to the son may prevent burning." "How do you spell the name of your best friend: Dog or God?"
Grand Theft Auto III makes me say the darndest things.
"Look! Cowtown.." -Val "Who's town? COW town!" -Ari "Cow town! Cow town!" -Val and Ari
The act of sword fighting or practice is, so far, the only thing i am utterly lost for words to describe with any accuracy.
So nikki just showed me this. It amused me for appx. 1.5 seconds. Ah, lazy summer.
I want to make a drink who's name is Buldging Forearm, or perhaps Hulking forarms.
It's easier for me to accept (or change it, not me) and forgive than to admit and forget.
As Caradwin told me, Madison, Wisconson may just be my land of Milk and Honey.
People ask me "But what do you need to make authentic swords for? Why does the world need them?" In turn I think, why not ask- "But why do we need fire? We have lightbulbs and electric stoves and heating..."
Mr. Vankatesh logically said "Because when you get to the bone you don't want the blade breaking." He said it was an excellent idea, something he has always wanted to do. "A well made sword is a beautiful thing.
Perhaps it's because i've always picked up any sword i've seen, and have a pridefullness about their importance- but i don't understand any superfalousness to the sword made by true skill and mastery, even in today's word. Is skill obsolete? In swordsmanship and forging? There's always an interest in the things that propelled mankind through the ages- blades of metal in all forms are one of those things that's lasted, or at very least some memory of importance has.
She's had her cake and wants to eat it too. Hope it's something you're use to...
So i went to The Village for 18 up gay night. It wasn't to interesting untill after hours when the lonlier and perhaps more patient were about. That's when i actually met people that wanted to interact more than grinding or watching me on the dance floor. Even the drag queen that had the same name as Valerie (who was with me) wasn't that ammusing. Everybody in a club or bar wants something- haven't met a content person in one yet. By the end of the night i ended Val's missery of sitting about shivering in the cold air conditioning by concluding my chatting and flirting with this really cute person... I just wish i could figuer out if that person was male or female. Eh... *shrugs*
Johnny Society Quickserv Johnny (whose sticker i stole off a bathroom bar wall in Arlington.)
"What ya gonna do when you get out of jail?" "I'm gonna have some fun." "What do you consider fun?" "FUN! Nasty fun"
Ever realized while drinking you could crush the glass you hold in your hand?
Popener. The name is more intersting than the bottle opener with the pope and the vatacin on it.
It brings me back to my childhood.
"At the ripe old age of five, Tesla invented his first motor. This device was powered by sixteen hapless insects who were glued to the propellers. However, a local boy who enjoyed eating live June bugs quickly put a stop to this promising field of research. The June bug power project was abandoned when the young inventor began throwing up." (ii,vii)
When someone commits crimes so utterly vile and disturbing their likes are rarely and hopefully never seen on earth (and so much the cry for counter-after-action) who amongst earth's people is fit to judge this alien criminal then?
playing go, pushups, pull-ups, kali, bo, nun chuck routines, fencing, minesweeper, hand balances, petting cats, talking to the animals, cooking, bathing, looking at trees, little flowers, rocks, doing math problems, drawing, painting, sculpting, metal puzzles, mental puzzles.
Not exercises for me: driving in the city, stamp collecting, watching movies, filing, (cross)referencing, crossword puzzles, word games.
So, if you figuer out an unanswerable question (zen koan), you figuer out the entire context that could possibly relate or surround the question and it's language. You find an understanding, an answer with no more questions to it.
New supplies: Brown nylon cord nun chucks Rattan Bo Bamboo Kali sticks
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