March 2007 Archives
The ever fickle Captain Morgan is looking the other way but Pancho, Ziggy and the Cisco Kid are checking out the camera
What I am listening to: The Purple Rain Soundtrack (does this album ever get played out-for reals), Arcade Fire, Led Zeppelin, and Peter Bjorn and John
What I am watching: Miami Ink (did anyone see this new one- that scary muscle lady is back!!! eeeee...)
What I am doing: taking to my sister (we have a Tuesday Miami Ink phone call)
What I am reading: You Don't Love Me Yet- Jonathan Lethem (good so far)
What I am thinking: I really want the Marilyn piercing. You know the one that looks like you have a mole near your lips. I'm not even sure where that came from- but I am obsessed with getting it.
some more sidewalk chalk murals
You know its a good day when:
* you jump into the truck, late as usual, and hear "Mr. BOOMBASTIC..." blast out of the speakers.
* your Dr. doesn't prescribe medication but a specific diet and a much later appointment to check with you
* you get to dance to The Fratellis and you wonder why people don't have dancing time- like they do naps
* you name all four of your new fish (Captain Morgan- the one that looks like he's sporting a mustache, Pancho- the lone orange fish and he eats the most, The Cisco Kid- or Cisco for short, the baby of the bunch, and Ziggy- the ones who seems to have swimming problems, I wasn't sure if he would make the night- but he did!)
* you get to see slideshows of other peoples travels- I love me some slideshows
* you resolve to travel- no matter how long you have to save
* when you hear First in Flight by Gift of Gab (lyrics for your inspirational pleasure are below)
First in Flight- Gift of Gab
(Cause all we got is rhythm and timin'
We go beyond the edge of the sky)
FREE! Like a bird out in the wind in the night
Like a 747 to LA that's in flight
FREE! Like a garden flourishing in the wind
Like a student bout to do it when he's graduatin
FREE! From any of the energy perception
Can never be defined create the definition within
FREE! Just lovin life itself and never pretend to be
Anything other than the man I was meant to be
Travel through time and get a glimpse of the centuries
To come a better day is promised remember
FREE! Like my nephew in a few months about to be out the penitentiary
Meditation [repeated 9X]
UH! I never hesitate about a reluctant mind
Just put the peddle to the metal see what ya find
You back there slouchin over won't you pick up your spine?
Let's make it really really happen live up this time
Cause you can choose to say "Good morning God" or "Good God, morning"
With black clouds storming
I walk without umbrellas into these woods
Don't need em cause the mighty trees will shelter me good
I'm eating berries from the bushes of the heavenly good
From the ?stakes/steaks? the power came to us whenever we stood
Reverberatin out we're reachin each and every hood
Whenever we could the spiritual anatomy fool
But never take the credit for it B cause that'd be rude
It's just the way in life we searchin for that had to be new
You gotta work it though cause everyday ain't Saturday fool
Evolve into a better life and be happy with you and me
[Gil Scott-Heron]
The first to fly
The first to strive
The first to fight to stay alive
The first to win
The first to strike
The first to live
The first in flight
RISE! Like the sun up at the crack of the dawn
Like a wakin child in the morning stretchin and yawnin
RISE! Like an infant being held in the light
Like the smoke from an incense when it's ignited
RISE! If you're sleepin won't you open your eyes again
The greatest high be that natural high within
No need to force the progression just ride the wind
You'll know the answer to the where and why and when
If you keep workin for your search you will find the end
Though at the end you find it only begins again
See at the end you'll see it only begins again
And everything you learn you're only rememberin
Cause you're
It's me
Let your mind and your soul be free
Work to shine meet your goal believe
Spread that kind of L-O-V-E
Take some time off the lonely
Cause all we got is rhythm and timin'
We go beyond the edge of the sky
The age old struggle of the angel versus the devil- Lauren and Corrina's chalk outlines
I have never felt that 25 was that old. I mean I am older and way more responsible and I'll say it, I am an adult now. But I have never really felt old. I am usually the one who is doing things like running in the sprinklers or wanting to play boomerball or have a water balloon fight. But lately it seems that a whole bunch of people my age are getting married and having kids. It boggles the mind. I keep thinking, "I am too young to get married and have kids- there is no way." I realize that everyone matures and does things differently- but damn how crazy is that? So what do you do when people all around you are having kids and talking about mortgage rates and investments? You spend hours playing with sidewalk chalk on the driveway. It works for me...
There are so many cala lilies blooming under my window
Jackie admits that she is girl that:
~ can't clean the house until she finds that one song that she has been obsessed with
~ wishes that she could have a full body suit of tattoos without any of the negative consequences that come with working in an office setting
~ daydreams about ten different ideas about once every ten minutes
~ sometimes wonders if she is even visible or here at all
~ misses her dad so much that she can almost feel the physical pain manifest itself
~ goes to church to light a candle and say a prayer even though she doesn't really like the Catholic church's doctrine that excludes her
~ sings certain songs to reassure herself or when she is in deep pain
~ would give anything to be in a rock/punk/hip hop band and go on tour (what is it about tour buses that are so exciting to me)
~ worries constantly over things that she has said or hasn't
~ replays scenes of her life over and over again in her mind until she says aloud "Stop, there is nothing I can do about it now"
~ believes in optimism for others but forgets to be optimistic for herself
~ was broken but is now putting the pieces back together
~ wants to break down her walls but is scared to
~ teared up when she heard the rumble of the dykes on bikes at Pride and then saw all the people cheering
~ knows she was beaten up pretty badly emotionally in her childhood
~ lets music and art consume her
~ knows she needs to let things go and just live
~ wants to own her own business and create and think everyday
~ could live on a desert island as long as she had an endless supply of good music and some art supplies
~ is constantly planning something
~ sometimes wonders what she would look like as a boy
~ gets tired of her shyness when meeting new people
~ is not sure that there is someone out there that could put up with her
~ loves thinkers, dreamers, artists, musicians and people who just do
~ pretends that she is hard even though she knows she's a softy
~ wants to live happily ever after even though she uses her sarcasm to pretend that happily ever after doesn't matter to her
Check it! My new bookcase is up and my books are in order of color (like you couldn't tell). So Saturday, Robin and I went to thrift stores galore to get some kitschy ceramic things that would act as bookends. I decided that they would look best spray painted a matte white and I have to say that I am a fan of how it turned out. And yeah that's a rhino, an apple, a microscope, an eggplant, an owl and a man torso (that is hard to see in this picture).
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What I am watching: Bam's Unholy Union- why do I like these shows?
What I am listening to: Led Zeppelin, Amy Winehouse, Jimmy Walker, old school Pearl Jam
What I am sketching: designs for some shoes for a customer
What I am thinking: When is Tegan & Sara's new album going to come out? and what designs shoudld I do for the project that will go over my kitchen table.
Have I told you all that I really want an old ice cream truck. Yep, I want to paint it all crazy like with airbrushed murals and then I want to sell organic and natural ice treats...mmmm raspados! And instead of weird little jingles, my icre cream truck will blast old school hip hop. Bringing treats and true hip hop to the streets haha...
What I need to do: clean the ever dusty floors- my sister is coming home Thurs.- maybe I should clean up a little... ya think?
I am writing today with no picture to compliment my little diatribe. I gotta say, this post feels naked. But to be honest, I haven't been anywhere to take any pictures. I mean that pretty much literally. I have been sticking close to home lately, ignoring that fact that I haven't felt that good. Its weird, I haven't been feeling like my usual let's go go go self in awhile. And I know that it has to do with my low thyroid (I had been tested previously) that is now begging to be checked out and dealt with. Lame I tell you. I kept finding myself putting off the doctor and now its the other way around; now I have to wait to see the doctor. So come Wednesday I will go and be formally diagnosed.
I hope to write more in the coming weeks. I want to that is. I am not saying that it will happen- but I want it to. And that is enough about that I think.
~So here is a little list for you~
What I have been listening to: The Fratellis, Siversun Pickups, Gym Class Heroes, and the ridiculous but faboulous Supertramp
What I have been reading: Love is a Mixtape- Rob Sheffield, The Virgin of Flames- Chris Abani (I am falling in love with written words again with this book- so surreal and thick with imagery).
What I have been watching: I finally saw Babel, Science of Sleep, C.R.A.Z.Y and the countless hours of tv that I have been watching- all dumb kinds of stuff anything to occupy my mind so I forget that I am hurting.
