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[04 Dec 2006|09:39am] For all you Rasputina Fans, this is about Zoe Keating and her space/home that we used to have parties and events in... it's gone now, Alas! http://www.sfweekly.com/Issues/2006-11-01/music/letsgetkilled.html 4 Flashing Flicker

[29 Nov 2006|05:32pm] Giddiness in my step, I'm walking on air and I'm trying to touch the ground, but it's far far away and I have to press really hard on my knees to feel it under my feet. Happyness is good. That's a good movie, I expect. Will Smith as a homeless single father and his real life son. Flicker

[20 Nov 2006|09:53pm] i really shouldn't be writing right now. (I wrote manual, old fashioned... god I can barely read my own script, how the hell can i expect others to ever be able to read my letters/ ?) Answer: They can't. good night. Flicker

[27 Sep 2006|09:12pm] [ mood | jubilant ] Response to Lanka_goddess' inquiry about Lunch yesterday at TGIFriday's. ohhh I'm not such a big fan of Friday's. He wanted to go there for my birthday last month but I declined. I didn't eat very much a tiny triangle half sandwich and half of that (I'm sliding back into less eating mode!) everyone at the table was laughing at me as I've been eating so much recently and allowing myself to indulge but yesterday... Grant ordered fried mac & cheese. I do love mac & cheese and I reminisced about the fried Friday's Mozzarella sticks. I used to run to the store craving and feeling like I MUST HAVE THESE NOW from the frozen food section. But the fried mac & cheese wasn't so inviting.... And Grant ordered the big brownie sundae ice cream concoction that I encouraged him to get. It was nice to celebrate! I didn't eat that either, just because it didn't look so appetizing. I love MUDPIEs but this was not so yummilicious! [Today, I've made up adequately as I just had a giant Specialty's Semi-Sweet chocolate chip cookie with melting out chocolate straight from the oven downstairs.] Coworkers say my metabolism and food cravings are changing for the healthier. I hope so! Last night, though, I scarfed down yumminess we buy these special Stonehenge biscuit bread things that are heavenly creations like a pastry almost huge. And then lather with butter. And farm-made jam. Cold cuts and cheese. And then to top them off or for contrast we had cherry tomatoes that are food-for-the-gods cherry tomatoes, not your average cherries. They pop into your mouth looking like garden variety but only a tiny tiny tomato, they're so small. baby cherries. And then they have flavor unlike anything you can buy at the regular grocery store. Followed by nectarines that have the blood orange center look. Also from Farmers' Market we scour the stalls to find the ripest most succulent fruits... you know before silicon valley was manufacturing for computer chips and hardware, they were California farms and many locals have these ancient summer fruit trees still lingering like citrus trees... they just don't make them at big grocery stores the way they taste from the trees. 2 Flashing Flicker

[13 Jul 2006|06:33am] [ mood | apathetic ] Theft by Peter Carey is my assigned book for my old jr high friends' bookclub. The story is about a painter, Butcher, staying at a friend's villa or summer estate in Australia. Butcher is just released from jail who is taking care of his brother who is retarded. I think he's retarded or the proper politically correct term, mentally challenged. Here I'll copy out the full and proper synopsis, but i expected to hate this book. But I am thoroughly enjoying the language. The way Peter Carey thinks. Once the love story starts (as it's subtitled, a love story) then I'll probably hate it and hate her, I already hate her description. And start the Evelyn Wood reading dynamics speed reading that gets me through most documents. I scan the paragraphs for relevant or interesting spots and cut out the rest. Story of my life: editing, cutting, most of the best work laying on the cutting room floor. "From Publishers Weekly Starred Review. Two-time Booker-winner Carey (Oscar and Lucinda and True History of the Kelly Gang) returns with a magnificent high-stakes art heist wrapped around a fraternal saga. Butcher Boone is an all-id all-the-time Australian painter of enormous talent and renown. Now divorced and bankrupted by his former wife, who tired of his excesses, Butcher has been reduced to caretaking a remote estate for his largest collector. And since the deaths of his working-class parents, he has also been saddled with his beloved, bedeviling brother, Hugh, who, like Butcher, has a primarily pugilistic relationship with the world. One rain-flooded night, a chic young woman knocks on their door, having lost her way. She is Marlene, wife of Olivier Leibovitz, son and heir to an early 20th-century master. Soon the brothers are embroiled in an international crime investigation that eventually comprises forgery, vast sums of money and murder. None of this, however, distracts Butcher from his overpowering love affair with Marlene, which threatens to leave Hugh stranded in an unforgiving world. Scenes in Australia, Japan and New York feature unique forms of fleecing, but setting and action are icing on the emotional core of Carey's newest masterwork. 75,000 announced first printing. (May 12) Copyright © Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved." Flicker

Embodiment Prompts [12 Jul 2006|04:18pm] Seven for Seven Wednesday what are your flavors for summer? Thursday how would you describe your style/manner of dress? 5 years ago? 5 years from now? Friday talk about your own variety of fireworks (not nesc. the type for the 4th of July)? Saturday if you spoke through a musical instrument, it would be....? Sunday plan an imaginary slumber party! Monday what's your least favorite day of the week? Tuesday under the sea or in the air? Flicker

[29 Jun 2006|01:55pm] At work. Yeah Hi. That's me. All talk. No action. Story of my life. ~mm 1 Flashing Flicker

[28 Jun 2006|05:47am] Awakened early this morning, my old before_dawn self. I touch the air around me cold and damp it's foggy outside and in my mind. Birds are calling one to another or just singing to themselves. The bell shaped birdseed feeder outside my study window is whittled away the top 2 inches are almost gone and I'm thinking about where to place a few more feeders. We have 3 hanging arm, the old European style hanging plant holders, yes maybe pink impatients flowers for the windows and replenish the petunias and violets along the front walkway. Picked up gourmet take-out food on the way home last night. I parked nearby a Jacaranda Tree which means nothing, I guess, unless you can imagine lavendar-to bright purple blooms that fall like giant leaves, and scatter across the grey concrete like a purple-red carpet extravaganza. This homeowner must love color as they have soft pink Hydrangeas. Poor hydrangeas though, crowded and hiding-- maybe more comforted behind the wild and ever-expanding (they self-replicate or something like that) the wild Iris which are mostly green stalks like reeds and the occasional small Iris. Cornflower blue, these flowers are fragile at the edges, remind me of daisies in a way, with the petals you can pull out and count one by one, he loves me. I have complete faith though and repeat to myself over & over: he loves me. Don't forget he loves me. He does. It's simple. Not complicated. Straight-forward. Easy and direct. A mystery in its simplicity. He loves me. 1 Flashing Flicker

[21 Jun 2006|10:30am] Seven for Seven Wednesday if you could have anything in the world, what would it be? Thursday what fear that you possess surprises you? Friday you can create a spider web that catches only certain things. What would stick? Saturday love or real estate? Sunday all that you're thinking about individuality? Monday something that started out bitter? Tuesday something that started out sweet? Flicker

[19 Jun 2006|08:41pm] Bell-shaped birdseed feeder dangling from an old keychain hooked onto the European style plant holders outside our windows. Impatients in white, rouge, fuchsia belong in these hanging basket window-ways. But the birdfeeder outside my homeoffice window with finches eating is worth hours of fun distraction. Finches with details like a perfectly separated caffe latte: white foam on top, espresso in the middle and mocha brown milk below. At fingers length a finch hovered near my foot as I bent forward to stretch at Lake Merritt at the Nature Center today. I wondered what this meant to have th finch so close to my face and fingers as I leaned into my calf muscle elevated on the wooden tree stump. A thank you from the extrasensory world of finches. Maybe my dreams won't be so dark and damning tonight. 1 Flashing Flicker

[14 Jun 2006|02:46pm] Seven for Seven it's time for the rare theme Seven for Seven. This week, it's one word prompts. Let the word inspire you, if you so choose: Wednesday "Holiday" Thursday "velvet" Friday "hearthside" Saturday "shore" Sunday "specimens" Monday "possession" Tuesday "shipwreck" Flicker

Words for the Wild [11 Jun 2006|09:17am] Owls woke me up this morning. Or maybe lovebirds singing outside my window. I opened all the southern facing windows to hear them better. Now I'm on the west side of the apartment and it's a different bird outside, more of a fluttery coloratura birdsong. John Muir to keep me company, "Looking southward along the axis of the range, the eye is first caught by a row of exceedingly sharp and slender spires, which rise openly to a height of about a thousand feet, above a series of short, residual glaciers that lean back against their bases; their fantastic sculpture and the unrelieved sharpness with which they spring out of the ice rendering them peculiarly wild and striking. These are "The Minarets." Beyond them you behold a sublime wilderness of mountains," ( More John Muir ) Flicker

[07 Jun 2006|09:03am] If you read one thing, read this: or watch the trailer!! It's awesome!!!!!!!! An Inconvenient Truth: Al Gore's Documentary http://www.apple.com/hotnews/articles/2006/05/inconvenienttruth/ wow what a whirlwind day. gobbled up a bowl or 3, yeah it was 3 bowls (small bowls) of leftover chinese food from last night and then a few chocolate chip cookies and washed the dishes, left work early to supervise the moving of furniture in the kitchen, apparently Lew the landlord bought the stove new, brand new just 25 years ago when he bought this building. ha ha ha ha that stove was 25 years old. and this house is from the 1920s, nearing it's 86th birthday~~ though the neighbors think it's from the 1890s, and that it was built with redwood. we also upgraded our cable which required the Cable Guy to come over and install new cable lines. we're even thinking about doing the Comcast DVR which is now only $10 a month to buy. remember when that used to be like $400-500 to get just the TiVO box and then you had to subscribe to TiVO on top of the installation & receiver costs? I'm trying to procrastinate on the DVR as I am not much of a TV person. And has anti-TV for like 20 years I refused to have any cable service and often no TV at all. I'm getting more liberal in my TV ways... ( segue into soapbox ) Flicker

[05 Jun 2006|10:14am] Seven for Seven Thursday a list of businesses you'd like to open or see opened? Thursday, again what makes you feel most comfortable? Friday if you could change your life into something entirely different, would you? Saturday scheme a little..... Sunday happiness or success? Monday to what animal do you feel the greatest connection? imaginary or real Tuesday it's getting hot outside in parts of the world...do you melt or grow? Tags: seven for seven Flicker

[04 Jun 2006|11:55am] ( Knitting Market Bag Projects ) Flicker

[04 Jun 2006|11:31am] [ mood | accomplished ] A mist surrounded my mind yesterday and I've consciously withdrawn into myself and my humble abode to wrap myself back in warmth and womblike womanhood, mothering myself and making my nest happy and homey. Saturday morning started out rough because I was wide awake and in the car headed to IKEA at 9:30 AM when they opened. The plan was to hit the Farmers' Market but we decided to avoid the crowds and we had a small shopping list of homewares: Red curtains for the study/office. Red is one of Rodney's favorite colors, the cherry red, we have a red shower curtain, red rug in the bath, red carpet in the study and a red comforter cover. I prefer navy blue so we have a few sets of navy blue towels and navy sheets. It's not exactly patriotic flag since the wood of our house is dark and the hardwood floors are a lighter pine and the kitchen tables and chairs and assorted furniture is a lighter pine-colored stain. Sun through the red casts a nice pink and warmth into the rooms. ( the mist lifts and falls again ) 1 Flashing Flicker

[01 Jun 2006|01:37pm] Stolen from the community embodimentweek of 24/5-30/5 Seven for Seven Wednesday : How do you say goodbye? Thursday: How do you say hello, good to see you again, after it's been so very long? Friday: Make a list of 10 foods you love. Saturday What is the essence of your forms of creativity? Sunday comfort or pleasure? (:wink:) Monday what are the shadows of your Monday or Sunday evening, projected on the walls of today? Tuesday If you could, without any study or practice, have one new skill, what would it be? Flicker

[27 May 2006|12:25pm] Sweet pea bouquet of flowers, color coordinated with my yarn porn icon. Purples, pinks and there's even green in the icon like the stem and spindlies that characterize peas. I love sweet peas. They don't grow easily for me from seeds. In San Diego, when I'd walk or drive by a sweet peas vining outside a home, I'd ask to buy their blooms. No one ever took the money-- but they're probably grateful to be asked instead of just stealing their flowers. Same with loquats, the fat juicy orange fruit, I miss having loquats. Nursing my migraine, or headache it's not as debilitating as a regular migraine. but being in bed too long (again-- second time this week almost slept 12-14 hours) gives you a strange perspective on life. Night time dreams and reality blurred until I dreamt race cars and woke up finally with the race car as my totem. Off to the farmers' market we went. Summer fruits are here!! Prince Rainier, ok rainier but I like adding the royal title cherries and Tulare black cherries and nectarines the kind with bee tracks. Bee tracks always signify the sweetest fruit. Plums, apricots too. Tasted one week ago these fruits and they weren't sweet. Now, it's odd how quickly things can change inside one week isn't it? A whole crop comes through. I probably overdid it buying a pound of each fruit. By the next few weeks I'll have to make pies or turnovers or cobblers. For now it's off to the pool to blow bubbles and slow down underwater. Dizzy up my head throbs on and off... just work stress probably. Flicker

[25 May 2006|06:14pm] oh wait, and then there's tessa, my SeaStar (sister), who was supposed to be in Hawaii all week and i've been hating her [this is all part of her monthlong birthdayfrest celebration for herself] ok alternately hating her and hoping she was having fun in the sun on the beach at the Northshore... Yowza! Big surf on the northshore. but alas i called her today and she quietly explained that they did NOT go. Lee got sick and they had already boarded the airplane, they deplaned and never went. [I think Lee has severe fear of flying] something tess & i don't have as our dad was a pilot, and worked for airlines for 18 yrs and he's dead now but we think nostalgically about him when we travel... so she told me this news, about Lee being sick since Friday, and she excused herself and got off the phone. awww buddy... I was wishing her happy thoughts all weekend. She must have been REALLY mad at him or the world, last year when they went to hawaii she must have called me daily, from the minute they landed and went to Costco for their snacks & alcohol. wondered why this year she hadn't called me at all from her daily exploits and adventures. awww poor baby. my little seastar. I guess she worked all week instead of vacationing. Flicker

[25 May 2006|05:57pm] [ mood | bitchy ] I'm not a happy camper. I don't know sometimes. I just don't know. I do know that yesterday I slept 12 hours straight. That today I'm irascible and on the rag, though I'm not really bleeding. I'm just a bitch. I'm bitching, bitching, bitching. Sick, sick, sick. I look in the mirror and see this face that I don't recognize. On a positive note, I'm locking the door, doing laundry, soup is cooking (from scratch) on the stove, and birds are chirping through the open windows. Nala gave me a big catiliciuos nudge on the way out this morning and on my way in tonight. For flicks, I'm midway through "The Notebook" which I didn't realize stars "Jim Rockford" what's his name, James Garner is the husband what a terribly cheesy sweet film. The "jim rockford" as a young man, Noah ... ahhh babe. who is that guy? I'm feeling flirty flirty flirty and I'm holding back on all possible flirtations. In an innocuous way, Mojo offered to take me to lunch, but alas! I was at a bitch session with my team, trying to keep my bitch downlow. Trying not to get my marketing girls fired because dammit it's not their fault our marketing programs suck and that I'm ... Off the soapbox. Back to the hovel. *mm 2 Flashing Flicker

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