We Die Rich...

"We die rich with lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we've entered and swum up like rivers, fears we've hidden in."

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Sunday, April 23, 2006

I love laying on my pillow and smirking until sleep comes...

I have posted nothing on here recently, so here is something good I came across tonite. It's not seasonally apropos, but it's timely amusement all the same.




This was on someone's MySpace with the caption "Merry Christmas" and apparently were baked & decorated by this woman and her young daughters. Hahaha. I *love* it.

Other things I was amused with tonite:

During a game of Loaded Questions, WAAAY too many answers were about Dan screwing his grandma and mayonaise being used in some way during this process. I believe everyone involved in our game gave this answer, in some form, at least 10 times...needless to say, Dan now hates us all.

I must admit that when I hang out with my brother and his friends (see some of them below), I TOTALLY revert back to my "elementary-school-days/just-learning-about-sex humor", which was FAR more perverted than "15 year old boy humor"...and I don't mind that at all! Tonite I laughed so hard that tears uncontrollably streamed down my face and my stomach completely cramped up to the point I was in actual pain and could not breathe, let alone read out the answers...what heaven it was to feel like that! It's definately been a while.


(Jess, Adam, Flick, Dan, Emily)

Tonite I go to bed late, but happy, healthy and feeling very good and full of smirks.

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

Sunshine & Sweat.

I *knew* getting out today would make me feel better! Today was great! Lots of people called me, I got to be outside for hours, and I got tons o' stuff done...for example, I

*Developed pictures from Apollo At Go's last show at Cozumel
*Deposited money in the bank
*Hung out with Brad Frank
*Jogged around a lake--3x!--with Brad Frank (see below)
*Visited my Father's grave for a while (and also for the first time in about 2 years...)
*Purchased blank cds & learned how to burn music onto them
*Made B-Rad the "Recovered" cd I promised him
*Learned how to post videos from YouTube onto MySpace, and took FULL advantage of it, as some of you will soon see ;)
*Made plans for tomorrow, helping Alicia G prepare for this "home viewing party" she's hosting at her new community next week



Other nice things from this day included...finding my long-lost sports bra! (which was crucial to my running experience!), my delicious lunch, a phone call from & nice chat with Austin Shifrin--who is in NYC right now for Passover, and all the delightful Hindi movie clips I'm currently sampling courtesy of YouTube.

Hope everyone's day was as nice as mine! Here's to hoping for more nice weather, which somehow seems to make all of Life seem much, much nicer too!

If only it were that easy...

There's no talking to this man
There's no pretty other side
There's no way to understand
The stupid words of pride
It would take an acrobat
And I already tried all that
I’m gonna let him fly

Things can move at such a pace
The second hand just waved goodbye
You know the light has left his face
But you can’t recall just where or why
So there was really nothing to it
I just went and cut right through it
I said I’m gonna let him fly

There’s no mercy in a live wire
No rest at all in freedom
Choices we are given
Are no choice at all
The proof is in the fire
You touch before it moves away
But you must always know
How long to stay and when to go

And there's no talking to this man
He’s been trying to tell me so
It took a while to understand
The beauty of just letting go
Cause it would take an acrobat
And I already tried all that

I’m gonna let him fly - fly - fly
I'm gonna let him fly - fly- fly
I'm gonna let him fly

~Patty Griffin

OK.

Alright...I'm just going to have to admit it...Life is hard.

Things are rough, and I'm cranky and fed up. I should go out and enjoy the sunshine tomorrow! Maybe go to a park?

The end.

Sunday, April 02, 2006

How am I 26? And why is Tom Cruise so insane??!!!

As I sit and ponder the last 25 years of my life, strange and bizarre thoughts keep cropping up.

Some of them are totally dumb & random, such as: "Why do I allow my toenails to grow as if they were fingernails?" (something I have done since high school, much to the dismay of a certain Angela Henderson who was in my 10th grade gym class. hah.) Others are a bit depressing, such as: "I sure hope 26 turns out to be better than 25."

And then there are distracting thoughts such as these: "WHY THE HELL IS TOM CRUISE SO FUCKING NUTS??!!!!"




"Tom gave Katie an iPod loaded with 300 of her favorite songs. He wants her to listen to calming music -- but to use earphones so there's no noise in the delivery room."

If you're not up on your "Dianetics," this is what L. Ron Hubbard says about keeping mum while squeezing out a human being: "Maintain silence in the presence of birth to save the sanity of the mother and the child and safeguard the home to which they will go."





Wow. Someone *please* save her--and us all--from him.