Wonderland or Not

Final Final Final Post

2006-05-03T15:49:00.000-04:00

If you choose to read this understand that a lot formatting has been removed - no fault of Alice - this renders a number of posts almost unreadable due to lack of paragraphs. The New Wonderland or Not - opened in February of 2006.Most of the posts have been transferred but the formatting on the transferred posts are also messed up until she fixes them. Please change your link from livingwellornot.blogspot.com to wonderlandornot.net

Alice has moved.....please follow.

2006-02-26T12:18:00.000-05:00

Wonderland or Not has moved.

Alice is residing at http://wonderlandornot.net

wonderlandornot.com will also work if that is the link you have currently standing.

nowickedwitch.com will work as well but don't use it. lol

Please if you love her change your link address.

She is going to be severely depressed as her ecosystem status is plummeting.

A years worth of posts have been forwarded to new site.

This does appear more like a hacking than it does a error on blogger's part. It's a mess for now but come over anyway and be sure to change your links.

Surely she will write something worth reading within the next month or so.

She is course devastated that her position of flappy bird in the eco system will plummett but ahhhh such is life. It was rather messed up anyway due to having two urls.

I will keep this only to allow me to post on blogger sites that require it.
If you go to the new site and there is a link you see as missing let me know. I have not added them all back as of this time.

addendum: For those who read this coming from the archives link in my new blog the formatting has gone bad; believe me there were paragraphs in the old posts originally.

Silly ( Putty ) me.

2006-02-21T18:56:00.000-05:00

Sometimes you just have to get away from the computer for a few days. I had Monday off and went snowboarding again then of course had work to do upon returning to the city.

I've been a little stretched lately and, like string cheese and silly putty, I only go so far. Silly putty of course goes further; I’m at more of a string cheese level right now but am working my way up the ladder of elasticity levels. Soon I will be in a more malleable form and then .... Oh, god then .... watch out .

Many things to consider these days and lots of decisions to be made; life just never stops happening. Why is that? I think that to be able to put life on pause for a few days with some kind of remote control contraption would he a nice . Robotman if you are listening… hell with perfecting a robotic vacuum cleaner we need a life remote control device. This device needs to allow for quick or slow pauses at least weekly.

I am adopting aliases to escape authority or is it recognition? Don’t know.

I will get to everyone’s journal over the next day I promise.

Until then I will try to answer the most profound questions of the day and you should too.

Are Homes getting too large and is there really a housing bubble?????

;)

Finally, and in reference and deference to Wombats post on Cream.......

I’ll wait in this place where the sun never shines; Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.

Love that song.

Strung Out Without a Light

2006-02-19T17:25:00.000-05:00

Short note. I ditched the pillow fight and went snowboarding instead. Had to do it. I am not sure how many more times I will be able to go this winter and I needed some activity to get rid of all that pent up sexual frustration. ;)

Pia has been nominated for an award. Check this out.

The fact is that she has a writing blog and the rest of the blogs are all good in their own way but they are all basically the same thing. She is not the same thing and that is why she deserves your vote.

Then keep your eye out for the time for voting and feel free to propagate this throughout cyberspace. Or

Mizzy B - the head of the organizing commitee - will get you.

addendum: Stolen from Pia who stole it from someone else.

Do Me: I will put the html in the sidebar when I get time. Kind of fun.

My Johari.

My Nohari.

Cross Posted to my DJ and my lj.

As I said at the end of my next to the last comment thread........

I'm strung out, without a light .... my leather worn and the wind is calling.

We want to really feel the feeling.Get Real!And we wont ever hit the ceiling.

2006-02-17T12:44:00.000-05:00

Ridiculous, lay off it already "get real".

I use "get real" as I get emails every so often ( a lot lately... oh god what am I doing wrong), in real life too but we won't go there, which tell me to "get real". Get Real. WTF does that mean really. I guess "getting real" is better than "getting fake ". I'm totally not into getting fake. ( beware, incorrect use of adjective) So thanks. Who knows what is real and does anyone really care. I think that Margery Williams said it best in the Velveteen Rabbit:
Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all; because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand.
I'm going to "get real" now. I have a class. The wind is blowing, it's going to get cold again, I have not eaten breakfast so my stomach hurts, I can't find that tube of purple stuff that I use to sort of straighten my hair and I have to decide if I am going to attend a pillow fight in Union Square tomorrow; can't get any more real than that. Have a great weekend.

Afternoon Delight

2006-02-16T11:44:00.000-05:00

I don't usually bother posting links to some of these sites, even though I read them, as they are usually nothing more than a bunch of people posting rhetoric back and forth and congratulating each other for their thoughts or not depending on the moment. ( Not always of course which is why I read them)This however may be a good one as there might be an original thought or two in this ( 9th Carnival of Feminists - call for submissions) so take a peak at and maybe write something on it . I can think of several people here that might have some thoughts on the subject. Even guys..................or as I am on Olympic snowboarding mode.......dudes. ;)

I don’t have time for this but maybe one of you out there might be interested. Myself ...I plan to get paid for my work the same as a man, share all house work or do none, have sex when I want and not be called a whore, not have sex when I want and not be called frigid and never allow a plastic surgeons knife to touch my body unless I do severe damage to myself in say….a snow boarding accident. :)

Pia has a featured post on BIO which you should also read and I will get to later…. because it looks like a good one and I need to think about it. Something I am unable to do until later this evening. I haven't been around as much as I would like but it has been a rather busy week. I hope to catch everyone later.

A small addendum as I am waiting for someone to return a borrowed book.

I've been watching the Olympics in spurts and frankly am glad Bode missed his gate. He may be a really nice guy but to me he is the perennial "asshole American athlete" that so many strive to be.

No I Don’t have a Wooden Heart

2006-02-13T22:33:00.000-05:00

Snowboard boots are a little heavy for walking around in the city but I’ve worn them for two days because that is all I had with me. I wasn’t at my dorm and I didn’t feel like going to get my regular boots. Damn my legs hurt.

I shan’t forget you dear sweet blogger people on Valentine's Days as my feelings on it as stated in my last years post only apply when it concerns a love or lovers and as you all are neither I can wish you all a Happy Valentine’s Day. This may seem a little too frugal in light of Shayna’s gifts to us but, I have to face it, she is a really nice person and I am not. She is one of those special people who actually try to find a gift that is just right for an individual; none of this generic gift giving for her even in blog land. I’m a cynical student living in the city with a cold but not wooden heart.

Go see what she gave us.

Of love I have nothing to say. I have surely had love in my life; love of family, love of friends and maybe “the other kind” even though, admittedly, I have been stingy in that regard to this point in my life. I’m not stingy in general, but love (to me) is a vague concept for which there exists no definition that is firm and sure. It is what it is to whoever chooses to define it and to me it remains obscure. Perhaps… when time allows, and investigation proceeds it will manifest itself to me in a way that I will understand and know, and be able to say most assuredly…ah yes…I get it now. I am pretty sure that candy, flowers, dinner or diamonds will have no role, not even an understudy role, in this revelation. I have no doubt also that love will not come after a hot sweaty night on satin sheets . Dear Judy you were right I think.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Tell me Virgil dear if you can do you still think love conquers all?

I can only hope that Erica Jong’s musing were correct .

Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk everything, you risk even more.

They say: Someday love will finally be enough;

I say:

Until that time…………it won’t

Until then……………………………….

The heart is a lonely hunter afterall.

Happy Valentine's Day................. TO YOU. <--------------------- Click

Four Three Two One

2006-02-12T19:02:00.000-05:00

Alright already. Sorry Michelle can't skate in the olympics but really who the heck cares anymore...she makes millions of dollars a year...I don't care one way or the other.... Do you think when the Italian dude said...no doping he meant marijuana? LOL Those snowboarders rock. I'm trying not to cheat and see who won the downhill. Snow Snow and more snow..... Not a comment worthy post so Walk on Byyyyyyy...do da da da....Walk on By....

Happiness is a warm gun (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Happiness is a warm gun, mama (Happiness bang, bang, shoot, shoot)

If he can't handle a gun...why are we letting him .....ya know?????????????

A Dot's Thoughts for the Weekend

2006-02-10T11:45:00.000-05:00

I am a dot
(nothing more)
in a sea of dots.
I sometimes touch other dots
some will be moved by the touching
others will not be

that is the best I can do .

I don't really give a crap this weekend.

I had a weird experience yesterday; my roommate from freshman year showed up and delivered to me a pair of underwear which she said were mine. It appears she found them among her things and for some reason decided to bring them to me because she was going to be in my building. Now I have no real problem with this...well except for the fact if I never saw this girl again I would be quite content and I don't really need a pair of underwear almost two years old that have been sitting among this girls things forever.... but why on earth someone would bother to do this? The whole thing was quite bizarre( as is she) and I thanked her and threw the underwear in the trash and that - I think - was my biggest mistake as I did it while she was standing there instead of waiting until she left. She proceeded to start in with...."see this is the whole problem with you and always has been"............... I won't continue but as our history wasn't pleasant you can imagine that this did not add anything to an already unpleasant week. The "whole problem" with me is hardly explained by the fact that I don’t need a pair of two year old underwear of questionable ownership and wear. Geesh

No the whole problem with me is much more complicated than underwear I hope. "Maybe not". ( she thinks as she pulls the back of her thong out of the crack of her ass )

I'm staying in to do work this weekend except for a grocery trip. and maybe a poetry event which includes Taylor Mali. It is irrelevent to life but I'll be in... somewhere.

My bag is full of things that need to be completed, other stuff as well but as that stuff may be illegal we won’t discuss it here. Some notes so that you do not lack things to read this weekend.

Great rumination and worth more than consideration. (In light of the hoopla about the Danish Cartoon) here. Thanks Indie.

Some Valentine days notes here at absurdity jam. Thanks to the Wombat.

My last Valentine day post (my only one on blogger). I won't be referring to this day this year on this blog as my feelings on it stand. As no one read the last years I might as well redirect you all there this year. I prefer orchids though........... just in case.

Shayna has some good news about the vets and Eugene and if you aren't familiar with the Eugene saga you will have to start from the beginning.

I've never mentioned Ruk here before but as he finally finished his last story I am going to direct you to Ruk so now you can read it in its entirety starting here. This is only his last one there are more so check him out. Do not direct emails to me asking me why I read such shit direct them to Ruk asking him why he writes it. Ruk is truly special though so go to it.

New site added to sidebar...check out Free Radical and join in the milieu. Some of my faorite people hang there.

The Pansi files are having a blogiversary and as they did a blogiversary review on me ( even though they did not mention my fine ass ( and weirsdo is thinking " will that bitch shut up about her fine ass she is getting on my nerves" ) and I know it is because off arguments over ownership of the affections of mister dog I forgive them. Go check them out. They haven't been around this long just because of the naked gymnastic thing. ;)

So why has the Bush administration chosen this moment to suggest that genocide is no longer taking place? Some of the answer lies in the awkwardness of having declared Darfur to be the site of genocide—which Colin Powell did in September 2004—but subsequently proving unable to do anything about it. Aside from American bluster at the U.N. and some time on the ground by Deputy Secretary of State Robert Zoellick, the Bush administration has shown no stomach for meaningful action—and certainly not for humanitarian intervention by western troops, the only means of halting the genocide. Lacking an effective policy, Bush officials apparently decided simply to rename the crisis.

read the rest here.

Wednesday Wanderings - Wonderings ? in Wonderland or Not

2006-02-08T11:04:00.000-05:00

Wandering through the forest of concrete on a Wednesday morning while preparing my mind to accept the teachings offered to me ,at a rather hefty price tag, and wondering if I’m truly getting what I paid for. It is my responsibility to take what I paid for and make it all worth it; I realize that of course but on considering this I presume I could have gone somewhere cheaper and made more of it. Everything in the end is so dependant on me. Really annoys me sometimes.

Consider: a disillusioned electorate, recent surveys show, is profoundly fed up with politicians who speak eloquently but say little

They want a new-generation president who is honest and in touch with their daily lives, not some grand international visionary.

From Newsweek International this week, Who’s That Girl; an interesting article about the potential for Segolene Royal to become Frances first women president.

In the path of all the hoopla out there on the whole cartoon fiasco . The column by Fareed Zakaria in newsweek , which does not address the cartoon exactly but does address Islam and our current policies and knowledge of it is a must read.

Islam and Power: Is President Bush's plan to spread democracy turning into a fiasco? It doesn't have to. But it does need to change.

Cheney says we’ve done all we can for Darfur?

I’m not so sure that congress not allocating that fifty-million was everything but as Darfur has nothing to offer Cheney and his mob this is not unexpected. Three steps forward – fifteen steps back. It's not getting any prettier over there for the people who we ignore ( we meaning our media as well as our government) due to the fact that watching the GENOCIDE( and it is a genocide) is not as entertaining as watchng American Idol or news about how our low fat diets aren't gong to make us live longer). It is in reality our fault more than anything else.

Please don't ignore my renter: She she sells weird shit and Wombat you could use a hair rag I'm sure of it.

In addition: The post below was not really meant to explain but to entertain.

Just Help Yourself

2006-02-07T12:34:00.000-05:00

Musings on a Tuesday morning; which, is actually afternoon but who is really keeping track.

Addressing the inevitable questions and statements I get asked all the time (well maybe not all the time but at least once) in my email.

“What kind of guys do you like and how do you like guys to think of you” and “what kind of relationships have you had with guys"?

1. Well I like guys who are who are kind of compliant and they usually are at first.

2. Then they get to know me and it’s more like this.

3. Inevitably it ends up like this.

Although the last one wasn’t so bad it was more like this

so enjoy

Take Me Out

2006-02-05T16:24:00.000-05:00

We are going to try this again. This is the disappearing post from late Friday night. You can read my woe is me I've been hacked post below.

Can’t take me anywhere; I’m just a miserable person I guess. I went out after class with someone who has been around for awhile repeatedly asking me to go out.

So if you're lonely, You know i'm here waiting for you, I'm just a crosshair, I'm just a shot away from you - And if you leave here - You leave me broken shattered alive - I'm just a crosshair - I'm just a shot..then we can die - Ooohahhhhh

He told wanted to take me to this place near school which supposedly had the best soup in the city; it was chilly and I figured it was cool as I like soup because it's often loaded with vegetables; that in addition to the fact I hadnt eaten all day.

I know I wont be leaving here with you - I say don't you know - You say you don't know - I say... take me out - I say you don't show - Don't move time is slow - I say... take me out - I say you don't know - You say you don't go - I say... take me out -
He said maybe we could go somewhere else afterwards, or not, it was up to me. So we head to the king of soups place. He is a nice guy; smart enough though not brilliant, tall enough with white teeth. I was hungry, starving really. I was waiting to devour the only real food in twenty four hours, so when the much celebrated soup arrived and appeared to have a coating of grease on top I was kind of disappointed. No, more than disappointed as who in the heck can eat a bowl of liquid with little circlets of obvious fat floating around in it?
I know I wont be leaving here - (with you)- I know I wont be leaving here - I know I wont be leaving here (with you)- I know I wont be leaving here with you -
Greasy fat, and the fact that this guy actually made sort of a slurping sound while eating his soup, ( I think he thought it was actually kind of cute), made me wish I was home in bed eating chocolate ice cream. Again, stick with your gut feelings, and I don’t mean the gurgling instigated by hunger.
I say don't you know - You say you don't know - I say... take me out - If I move this could die - Eyes move this can die - C'mon...take me out -
He must have noticed my discomfiture, and culinary dissatisfaction (with at the very least the soup, and at the very most him and his noisy soup slurping habit, he is pretty smart I hear) because after he ate the soup (I didn’t I ended up ordering a lame salad which this place was definitely not noted for) he says, “I guess you don’t want to go catch a movie or something huh”. I’m pretty transparent that way, and that’s a good thing, It helps prevents misunderstandings.
I know I won't be leaving here (with you) - I know I wont be leaving here - I know I wont be leaving here (with you) - I know I wont be leaving here - (with you)
So he walked me to the violin man’s apartment where I made stuffed eggplant and pigged out. Yeah I always end up back here relatively safe and protected. Or not.
I missed Mozart’s birthday last week; someone could have reminded me!! I so like to dance in the dark on the top of the piano on that day. Too bad I had to miss that. Once it’s over it’s over though there is no going back.
Most humorous Blog winner Dedd; I hope dedd's hedd doesn't get too large.
I'm renting at Croakers...cuz he begged. Yup, he also offered when I was in the slums of life and no one would rent to me so he is like head of the cooper humanitarian effort so go say hey to him. He is having a bad month. Do not be mean to him because he blog battles or whatever the hell that is they do there. His real name isn’t croaker in case you were wondering.
Pia has made me queen of modified comments and she is buying me a country ( or getting one of her past lovers to get me one) so that I have something worthy to rule. She is special like that. Also her writing is getting better every day maybe because she has a new computer( which someone had better go over and help her work on as computers do not seem to be her specialty). Some people always need maids of one kind or another don't feel bad Pia. You can write we don’t expect you to know anything about the simple things. ;)
Bless Mizzy Bohem for looking for me all weekend and Wombat for cursing my hacker smakers.
Shayna has some chick trying to get into her pant. Literally.
More of are dying every day in Iraq....and Darfur has not gone away despite some rhethoric over the last few days, so as they lay dying don’t get your panties in to great a knot of anticipation waiting to see if Mariah the pariah gets her due. Hey, sit on front of the TV and enjoy your bowl game the commercials at least are entertaining and even once in a great while clever and original.
Speaking of Iraq I was wondering what ever happened to this guy? Last spring he asked me a question in my blog or maybe it was in my email and I answered it here and then some time later he disappeared. It was probably the first time I wrote some long serious thing that actually made sense and bless his little heart he treated me like an adult not some idiotic nineteen year old female.
I hope he comes back soon and lets us know he is alright. Here is to AHS Milblogger. May you come home safe and sound dude and if not hell with them all.

all red italicized lyrics compliments of Franz Ferdinand or whoever wrote and owns their shit. ;)

For The Moment

2006-02-05T11:06:00.000-05:00

This is it for the moment. I just got in as I spent yesterday with some friends in Maryland although I was annoyed all day as it appeared my blog had been hacked or something. Mizzy B was quite concerned, much more so than blogger but that is to be expected because you get what you pay for.

I will be moving to a new place because it did kind of take my breath away to think I could loose a years worth of posts, but not until I figure out how to upload wordpress themes, change them to my liking and actually make them work.

I will repost the post I wrote Friday, which kept disappearing, after I do the necessary things one does after getting up at six and immediately taking a long drive. Go to the bathroom, shower, brush teeth, grab coffee etc.

You may want to click on my renter as she paid a lot of money to sit over there and not get any hits.

If this remains all squished together it is because I can't format it into paragraphs...I it just does not come out that way.

Won't You Let Me Walk You Home From School?

2006-02-01T23:30:00.000-05:00

( Won�t you let me walk you home from school) Some guy actually asked me this today. I thought it was so kind of �back in the day"ish. Dude I live in NYC you think I�m crazy? Brought this song to mind though. Won't you let me meet you at the pool Maybe Friday I can get tickets for the dance and I'll take you I�m going to admit I fell asleep during the State of the Union and woke up as the pundits were barfing it out. From what I have heard I didn�t miss much, but do know from the extensive news coverage that the great and potential uterus thief was there but without his teary eyed spousal unit. That�s all I know. Sadly I haven�t had time to actually catch a rehash and I don�t think I�m going to . I�m growing weary of the failure of this nation to have anything even close to common sense , decency or humanity and do not want to waste a precious hour. Won't you tell your dad, "Get off my back" Tell him what we said 'bout 'Paint It Black' Rock 'n Roll is here to stay Come inside where it's okay And I'll shake you.

�Mother� ( yes I call her mother I don�t know why I have never really called her mom to her face and even she finds this strange) � have you seen my passport there anywhere�? � No why would I have occasion to see your passport, you know I don�t go through your things especially seeing all your things are boxed up or in drawers� ( ya right , you know damn well you didn�t raise an idiot so why even tell that fib ) �Okay, so will you go through my things and see if you can find my passport? Look in the desk, and the drawers and if not there go through all the boxes in the room and then in the attic� �Did you happen to throw out boxes of anything that you may have thought was junk?� �No Cooper I didn�t. Do not take on such an accusatory tone when you have misplaced something quite on your own.�

I hadn�t noticed a tone of any kind, slight anxiety maybe but panic no at least not yet.

I have lost my passport so some serious investigative work is under way. I thought that the last time I used it was London Freshman year then realized it was Chile the summer after that. (God if my memory is that bad already what is it going to be like in ten years when I�m thirty) The fact is it does make a difference when I used it last as there are several places it could be. If London was the last place than it would have been likely that it was still in my old home in Maryland packed in the attic or possible packed away in boxes in Providence, but as Chile is the last time I used it is possibly packed away in my grandmothers attic in Charleston in a house I currently own, as it was left to me upon her death, or...that I somehow threw it away or brought it to NY with me that autumn and lost it. This could pose a problem which I have to try to rectify quickly if I am going to Costa Rica. Fuck it all.

Won't you tell me what you're thinking of Would you be an outlaw for my love If it's so, well, let me know If it's "no", well, I can go I won't make you

italicized lyrics/ Alex Chilton

The End of a Whipped Cream Like Life

2006-01-30T20:05:00.000-05:00

It was nice here today for this time of year; I enjoyed it. I can no longer float along on top and just let it pass while I observe it from a distance not really trying to figure it out; it�s figuring it out time. There are times when just letting everything pass works best, and I suggest that everyone try it at least once at any given time in their life; however, it is not that time for me. I must go one further now dear friends. Why you say? Why can never be answered with any degree of certainty no matter what the question. I am drenched in the slime of serious academic pursuits this week. Drenched as if from a deluge not unlike�you know the one that occured in which an ark was required and all that fairy tale stuff occured. MJ is back, don�t think he is full speed ahead yet but he�s back. Recommended little gems for those of you who just need some inspiration. Life Inspires. A girl named Rio

Thought of Pia when I saw this: Waren Zevon released Jan 31 2006

Rest my child do not try to figure it out today, it will be better in the morning I promise; answers come without questions sometimes.

These words, which meant so much and were taken so to heart at one time, stick with me still. These words, when necessary, can be pulled back into present times. Life is funny that way. Life and death, what was and what is becomes one and the same depending on the view. In the meantime take a Cure and let�s go to bed. Thanks to You Ain't No Picasso. To those who asked the question the answer is obvious only if you understand what the writer of this blog is about... if not...the answer becomes less clear.

Sunday Afternoon

2006-01-29T14:38:00.000-05:00

I�m going to Sleep All Day and think Thoughts on Love and Sadness. Tonight Not Again shall I rise. ;)

Love to Love Rent to ya Baby

2006-01-27T19:40:00.000-05:00

My long typical pre-weekend post; good bathroom reading. What????? You don�t take your computer into the bathroom? * SHOCKED * Pre weekend notes is all and I�m sorry that this week was lacking in profundity but I was under the influence of Benadryl, and the great destroyers of kidneys and livers Motrin and Acetaminophen, for most of it. Although not from an overwhelmingly medically based family we do have our share of Hippocratic Oath takers and they are nothing if not totally paranoid; they are also nothing if not generous, and they have always made sure to share their ( not without some basis but nevertheless crazy) fears with us all. What is family for after all if not for that? My B play list for the weekend: Belle and Sebastian - I�m Not in Love, Ben Folds � Rock This Bitch, Prison Food, and Bastard Ben Harper- Waiting on an Angel and Mama�s Got a Boyfriend Now, Beach Boys � In My Room Blues Traveler-Stumble and Fall, Black Flag - Depression, Bikini Kill- Rebel Girl and Sugar I�m getting ready to go see if Mizzy B�s in - laws really did leave and I am holding my breath on this one. I have now been overwhelmingly blessed with people who are renting to me so I am going to introduce you to them even if they don't want me to. First: Dan at Scenes From a Wasted Life . I know he is tired from his recent trip to Vegas so do not annoy him too much but go say hey to him. He is on my sidebar anyway and I enjoy reading his personal journey and you will too. Next: They called my blog �for the younger crowd�� but they rented to me anyway. I guess I�m not offended but looking through most of my readers I think Wombat is the youngest at nineteen, and I am guesstimating that Joe G is about eighty- five and the in betweens are definitively in between� but hell ya�ll always wanted to be thought of as younger than you are didn�t you? So go check out blogging for kicks because hopefully most of us do blog for kicks.( and love and recognition and validation but that is another story isn�t it) Third: is San Francisco Liberal. The perfect place for me despite the fact that I am in NYC; They appear to be looking for contributors to their blog so anyone here from SF might want to make a jaunt over there. This all makes me feel so warm and fuzzy. I needed it especially after I looked at Shayna�s site and seeing that the celebrity picture look alike thing told her she looked like various hot celebrities and mine�.

� came back with one option �� Sophia Coppola - � I begged them for another option and they sent the thing back saying �no bitch it�s Coppola take it or leave it�. This most disturbing fact is that she is like fifteen years older then me. So then � I uploaded this ��

�..to see if I could trick them. Didn�t work then I got bored. You may also want to consider helping them name the Bring it On Mascot. I am going to have to think about that this weekend. He�s is too cute but needs a killer name so put your thinking caps on and go to it. I'm out for a few, or for the whole night depending on how it plays out. Yup you guessed it the drugs have worn off and it's time to get this weary ass on down the road of life. From ABC News. Two of the party's Senate leaders, Harry Reid of Nevada and Charles Schumer of New York, privately made clear their unhappiness with the strategy, even though they, too, oppose Alito's confirmation. And Rep. Harold Ford, seeking a Senate seat in Republican-leaning Tennessee, dismissed the filibuster approach openly. "It does not appear that there is any reason to hold up a vote. I hope my colleagues in the Senate will move quickly to bring this process to a dignified end," he said. Despite a decision by Kerry, Massachusetts Sen. Edward M. Kennedy and others to try to block a final vote, leaders of both parties agreed that Alito's confirmation was assured for Tuesday. The 55-year-old appeals court judge would replace Sandra Day O'Connor, who has cast deciding votes in recent years in 5-4 rulings on controversial issues such as abortion rights, affirmative action and the death penalty. Democrats fear he would shift the court rightward on those and other issues. Because of moves by Kerry, Kennedy and others, supporters of Alito's nomination must produce 60 votes on Monday to advance his nomination and an Associated Press tally shows at least 62. That would clear the way for a final vote on Tuesday. The AP tally shows at least 53 Republicans and three Democrats intend to vote to confirm Alito, well over the required majority. Reid announced he would side with Alito's critics on Monday, though on Thursday he had made clear his unhappiness with their strategy. "There has been adequate time for people to debate," he had said Thursday. "I hope this matter will be resolved without too much more talking."
I want those three democrats fired.

Late Afternoon Coffee

2006-01-25T15:43:00.000-05:00

Before we get on with the day check out my Diary at Bring it On.

With Scientific American: To Banish a Cancer out this month I think it worth a rehash. I�m not going to continue to add to the people that have declined my offers of rent. I will however give you the address of the gentleman that did accept my humble offer. You should all go tell him what a good choice he made. I couldn�t have asked for a better landlord, an atheist and a geek of sorts. He actually doesn�t post that often so the rental will be useless but that was never the point. So go tell this gentleman he made a great decision. I feel much better today and am recovering from what was not, THANK GOD, the bird flu. I�ll get around to all your blogs this evening I had a lot to catch up on today. Yes Jay�that ~~bastard~~ cat lover�.tagged me. I never do tags as you know�but well as you also know I have done a ton of tags recently and Jay just tagged me to be mean because being nominated was not enough for him. I will be mean and post it here so that you can all tag yourself with it should you desire. I am making it very small because these tags are getting embarrassing. The tagged victim lists 8 different points of their perfect lover/partner, mentioning the sex of said partner. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on a post letting them know they've been tagged. Target of My Perfect Partner: male ok Leigh I'm sorry for this one. My Perfect-Partner: 1. Extremely Intelligent but doesn�t need to prove it all the time. 2. Good teeth 3. Does not babble on about what his mommy and daddy are going to buy for him all the time. God I hate those idiots as if one is actually impressed by the fact. God Bless the Child and all that. 4. Physically active-no couch potatoes 5. If arrogant leaves it home when I�m with him. Nothing worse then some fool who thinks disparaging waiters or waitresses makes him important. 6. Emotionally ~~mature~~ stable Sometimes you just have to settle for stable. 7. Independent. 8. Sense of humor but doesn�t think he is all that funny. Actually my list is much longer and much more particular than this. I'll be back around later to slum in your blogs. Until then. Don't forget Darfur.

She Spurt Fire

2006-01-23T23:39:00.000-05:00

This blog is (c) nowickedwitch productions ;) Wombat brave soul made a RILF list. So check it out. Surfer Girl Leigh posted hers as well.

Of politics and poetry I know nothing It doesn�t matter I will write anyway You will read and Cough and squint Go ewww But you will love it Even though it will never make you moan

A passive aggressive AIM. I have no clue what this is about. No one has heard from Graham in some time though I don't think all his commenters want to date him. I may be wrong on that. Frightening in its simplicity. speckfriend: hello cranberijello: ? speckfriend: hi speckfriend: sorry to disturb you speckfriend: but i think you post on graham's blog cranberijello: yes speckfriend: there is this crazy chick named -------- who posts there speckfriend: you know of her? cranberijello: i don't really know any of the people that post there although i probably have read her stuff. cranberijello: why? speckfriend: just curious speckfriend: she is crazy, is all speckfriend: trying to get her contact info cranberijello: and who may I ask are you? cranberijello: i'm sure all the contact info she wants anyone to have is posted at her sight speckfriend: you want to date graham too? speckfriend: he has tons of stalkers, it is funny speckfriend: i'm his friend speckfriend: and who are you? cranberijello: i can hardly see that it matters as I didn't im you. speckfriend: jenna? cranberijello: i'm not quite sure of the point of this aim but it was nice to meet you i have to go do some reading now speckfriend: you have that tone speckfriend: i remember it now speckfriend: i was wrong speckfriend: i know now It kind of leaves you thinking Graham may have a stalker of his own and also just makes you want to scratch your head. Graham better come back from the bowels of LA soon.

The love of fame A good thing it makes us evaluate our worst and modify it as to make it acceptable to the rest Lucky for me I only have you to please.

yet
I see myself No longer as you see me But as I see me

Ella no piensa bastante Los pensamientos la matan Sin el pensamiento ella muere

It's OK If You Don't Know Everything - I do

2006-01-21T21:35:00.000-05:00

Wombat�. disregard my comment in previous post. I don�t win at everything��.. I am getting quite concerned. I have tried to rent like fifteen blogs and every time I was denied. :( Blog Bid Date Status Written In Stone 40 credits 2006-January-22 Denied Blog to be promoted : Wonderland or Not Getting Naked: Baring All About Life 75 credits 2006-January-21 Denied Blog to be promoted : Wonderland or Not Faerytale Dreams 15 credits 2006-January-20 Denied Blog to be promoted : Wonderland or Not Luka's Incogblogo 11 credits 2006-January-19 Denied Blog to be promoted : Wonderland or Not addendum 1/22/06- 4:48 pm In a Westerly Direction 40 credits 2006-January-22 Denied Blog to be promoted : Wonderland or Not infinitely pie 15 credits 2006-January-22 Denied Blog to be promoted : Wonderland or Not

addedum 1/22/06 9:32 pm

A Jumbled Mind 25 credits 2006-January-23 Denied Blog to be promoted : Wonderland or Not

atroxi.com 10 credits 2006-January-23 DeniedBlog to be promoted : Wonderland or Not addendum 1/23/06 12:13 pm Jaded Sunburns 40 credits 2006-January-23 Denied Blog to be promoted : Wonderland or Not nepalsites. sites for all 22 credits 2006-January-23 Denied Blog to be promoted : Wonderland or Not Well,~~four~~ ~~six~~ ~~eight~~ ten not fifteen but you get my point. Talk about making someone paranoid. I'm sure it has something to do with the RILF post below. I knew my reputation would be shot after that. Of course I am nothing if not extremely frugal, and looking at the stats on some of the blogs that were asking upwards of a hundred credits I had to laugh.......... mean of me I know. Either way...I will trudge on through the muck and the mire and diligently search for a cheap blog to rent just to say I did it. I am nothing if not a follower of men, lover of dogs, wooer of wombats, with a need to surf with lesbians while trapped with writers on Prince Edward's Island, who sees dead(dedd) people as an opportunity to advance the sexual sciences. As promised nothing worth reading this weekend. I'm still a little under the weather or shall we say under a nose working overtime in the mucus manufacturing field. regardless I went running in CP early this morning and spent hours in the library...god I now feel rejuvenated. You may find this odd but running and libraries do that to me. Speaking of strange, I had a weird aim the other night. Oh never mind I have to go. I�ll post it tomorrow. I�m going to see a band recommended to me by��.well no one �.but I�m going anyway. Still don�t feel great but ever the martyr I go on into the bowels of the city. I�m late, I�m late, for a very important date��..you know the drill after all this is Wonderland or Not.

I'm on Fire and Other Bull Shit

2006-01-20T19:59:00.001-05:00

As promised and with much hesitation I give you the Readers I�d love to Fuck. Yes, I said fuck and I apologize to the home schoolers, but you should not let your kids on the computer without supervision anyway.Credit for the following meme goes to the miscreant over at BLGD

Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
I�m on fire

I feel that if you have to do a meme you must make it as short and succinct as possible. In keeping with that basic philosophy I decided that five was my lucky number. I'm am getting a cold and I�m a bit of a baby when I have to use tissues and take antihistamines. One has to be very careful when under the influence of anti histamines you know.
Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
I can take you higher
I�m on fire
Think of my sidebar like the nominations for an Academy Award. If you did not make the RILF list just remember ��..it is an honor just to be nominated. ;)

Sometimes it�s like someone took a knife baby
Edgy and dull and
cut a six-inch valley
Through the middle of my soul
So, let me present to you the first annual (or bi-annual ..or weekly for all I know) Wonderland Or Not RILF meme.

1. First and foremost of course we have��.Lab Leigh Surfer Girl.

�What�!!!! you exclaim in shock.

Who better to have a first lesbian experience with than a surfer woman from California, an only slightly older one at that, who happens to be getting a damn straight sexy wet suit very soon. I do so like the feel of expensive wet suits. Think about it. I�m sure there are lessons to be learned somewhere on the northern coast of California�..California here I cum�� ;)

2. Da da dummmmm.�. second but actually always first.

The Dawg��..�ewwww� you say �dog�? �How could you.�

Look at it this way, how often do you get to�. Ummm� �shag� a bitter, cynical dog with une voie avec les mots.

Don�t you worry that is not a silly French disease either.

Come here pretty dawgie��. I want to have words with you�..come on now alice won�t hurt you she wants to give you some suger. ;)

3. The Dedd Guy of course. Not that he ever reads this, but imagine what you could do with a dedd guy?????????????????? I personally think that all my fantasies could start and end right there. You all know what I am saying�..come on admit it.

4. MoJo of course.

Don�t you all just have that urge to do the first person that commented on your blog? Of course you do; plus he seems to be rather full of himself and is self purported to be kind of �fussy, particular and at times downright a pain in the neck. I'd stop that nonsense in about two seconds. If you think he is particular now, once with me he'd never be satisfied with anything less ever again. We would go to Prince Edward�s Island of course to do the deed.

5. Last but not least�.. The Esoteric Wombat

�Oh shocker� you exclaim sarcastically.

I feel almost like a pedophile in this case as I have never even dated anyone younger than myself never mind �done� them but it is so.. I feel it is my duty to take the hand of youth and show him the way. I think him having a ponytail, (can you imagine what you could do with that), being six foot five, and having size fifteen shoes has something to do with it. How often does one get the opportunity to see if they are up to that challenge? In addition I think he's really smart. ;)

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I�m on fire
Read it and weep or vomit it matters not to me.

Sweet Dreams

Fun with Coop and ......just Coop.

2006-01-19T19:59:00.000-05:00

eNews Flash and Memes in bad taste: For those that read him and for those that did not... Belle aka the former Transcon is back. He is now Verurteilt zum Individium . I kept him on my sidebar for six months after he stopped posting. I happened to find out he was back as I did keep his link on my tool bar and manage to click on every so often. I had no real hope he would return...alas....as luck would have it�he has returned. I�m actually pretty happy about this. Welcome him back. Now he may be annoyed as he is not exactly one who likes on this pop culture bull shit but go check him out I always found him like a breath of fresh air in a land of the absurdly same meandering thoughtless universe of blog world. . I will hook his link back on my sidebar as soon as I get my template shakes under control. Now no poetry or musings, just straight out garbage today, as this week my energies are directed at things which need to be done here, and not here as in this blog, but here as in the place I am staring into space at right now. Let�s just mess around today. I promise to be profound in a few days. A week tops. Now I've made my own blessed by Blogg'd badge and it may not be suitable for this high class place so I am going to put it up while I work on another one. Check it out right below the news. Kudos to him for his new meme, the king of making fun of memes has posted one and it is as disgusting as one would expect. It�s called RILF. Those of you about middle school age will know what this means as you will be familiar with the acronym MILF often used by pimply faced prepubescent boys when referring to the mother of a friend or classmate and trying to be cool as if they would ever have a chance to F anything�.nevermind someones mother. Meme: RILF Meme: Which Reader would I like to�..as Brad puts it�.. shag. (which by the way shows his age to be considerably older than I thought he was. I don't think I've ever heard that term used by anyone younger than sixty- five) One must list the readers and give a reasons. The original meme had no number but my goodness one could list everyone on their blogroll and the thing could go on forever so let� say�.list the ten bloggers on your sidebar you would want to "shag" most at this point in time and tell why. Oh I�m working on my list now, sort of and hope to post it tonight. Don�t try to stop me. For the moment Islamic things call. I�m not going to ask you (unless you really want to) to click on my renter as I know certain people have an attitude about that which has been conveyed and passed on to everyone associated with the those catheists over at the naked gym. IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE CATHEISTS I'll be back later so...... hold your breath. I love blue people.

Oh Yea I'm Pretty Good Looking for a Girl

2006-01-17T22:59:00.000-05:00

Ha, fooled ya. Again click on my renter Jeremy at the bottom of my blog roll or I will look foolish and unpopular. You wouldn't want that to happen now would you? He�s a writer anyway, so he is cool. Let's move on. Time is money... oops scratch that. Think of time spent here as diversion necessary to your mental health. I do. I'm back in the saddle of academia once again. You know what they say about saddles. No???? Nor do I. I've cleaned up my sidebar again and deleted some more links and am waiting for MJ to return. I assume he will. Also looking at a few other links to add, it's like shopping but I prefer this kind. It's rather dreary among brick and stone in the winter. I prefer it though. I'm settled and feeling calm with that which surrounds me. I am feeling a little unsettled and cornered in school though.. as large as it is. I'm not sure why. A couple of very good friends of past times are going to Costa Rica in March, and I have a chance to go with them. The trip would basically be paid for as far as flight, lodging, three meals a day.The difficulty lies in that this event occurs a week after my official spring break. This would require some maneuvering and, (due to my anal retentive, competitive, obsessive compulsive, semi-perfectionist nature), some therapy on my part should I actually decide to take off this extra time. ah...closes eyes and dreams....... Costa Rica: Land of surfing, kayaks, green jungles, bananas, coffee and no drinking age. The place of my favorite flower the Orchid, of volcanoes, one of the highest motor vehicle accident rates in the world, insects and legal prostitution. The venue for random kidnappings and street schemes, and some of the best marijuana in the world.( this I�m sure I got this from the Christian Science Monitor) I so want to go here with some of the best people in the story that is my life. Sewn tight Not too tight Nothing is pulling because the stitching is of expert quality. With just enough give to allow for movement while not letting go. Holding together From the outside looking fine under complete control It matters not that the thread is gold. To sew it together perfectly creating a synergy which allows for both freedom, and control. This my friends is the key. It matters not that the thread is gold.

Nit Picking Nothingness

2006-01-16T19:48:00.000-05:00

It�s still so late for being so early. Things are like that when I�m back at this place. I have been a little lackadaisical in not noting that I have another renter. Jeremy is his name and I know nothing about him so go see for yourself. I was going to take Jay again because I like him but then I felt guilty and thought I�d go with the first bidder. Checking Jay out today I see I should have chosen him just for this little jerk off. No mental masturbation here don�t worry. Jeremy is at the end of my blogroll. Click him at least once and give him a shout out or send him some love or whatever you want to do. Rather interesting little place he has. Wombat has had a nightmare and you might want to catch it here as you maybe in it. I wasn�t looking for people to tell me that I could write. I know I can write, sometimes anyway, but I also know that I can write things that "mean something" more often than I do. The point was missed, but I don�t really remember what the point was, which is not exactly something foreign to me or this blog for that matter.

Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road

2006-01-15T18:48:00.000-05:00

I�m now technically the queen of moderation at Courting Destiny. This makes me happy as to be truly evil is only a dream. It matters not that "she knows not what she does"; she will however delete the F word from her written vocabulary. OK, no pandering or plugging because Miz Bohemia will get irritated (she�s really irritated about the in-law thing) but you have to read this because it is good. Do the audio version if you are able. No classes until Tuesday; we get the holiday to ponder a form greatness and courage the likes of which I can only hope arrives again - on this close to souless earth of near ethical devastation - in human form in my lifetime. MoJo posted a comment which gave me something to think about.( not deeply)
I honestly don't know what I'd do with all the attention other bloggers receive. I'd seriously be worried about it affecting how honest and upfront I am about who I am and what I write about. The minute I start catering to the audience is the minute I start losing what little audience I have.
I considered this for a moment. Mojo writes stories which always expose a part of him, and I�ve always considered it a form of courage inherent to writers. ( Pia of course you know exactly what I mean). It�s why I am not really a writer, and why I read so many blogs that are written by people who are. Just look at my links and see for yourself. I am able to live vicariously through their honesty and revelations while at the same time pandering myself somewhat, as you obviously know I do at times, to an audience even if the audience if only in my head. I do write differently now than I did back when I started this blog , or maybe not differently as much as I write about different things. I mean why not write about Darfur if people are actually reading this now. Back when no one read it, and I didn�t get random emails from the interestingly strange,(back before I knew that I was supposed to actually comment on the comments of people who commented), and that I was supposed to go check out their blogs. I didn�t start a blog for that reason, but I do think that once I started to get comments and realized people read this thing what I wrote about changed. To know me well may be to like me less as they say and this may be what we all fear. Or maybe it's just me. Selling out�well it has always been overrated. Then again I never cared that Green Day sold-out�.you have to pay the bills some how and you can�t sing about slacking off and masturbation forever�.life goes on. To those of you who really write, and you know who you are, it would be a sell out for you to do it any other way. For the rest of us�.meh�fuck it. I'm walking down the line That divides me somewhere in my mind On the border line Of the edge and where I walk alone
Title and blockquote lyrics/Greenday.

Blessed are the sat upon, Spat upon, Ratted on,

2006-01-11T15:50:00.000-05:00

I�ve been semi-blessed by Brad at Blogg�d. Yes, I am now on his sidebar; although, he didn't really bless me as he wrote no accolades on my wonders, no fitting prose to mark the occasion; it is kind of like being given Seagram�s when you want Bombay Sapphire. I now; however, have to admit to actually reading his site even though it hasn't been very active as of late as he seems to have lost his zest for critique. I assume this is due to the countless hours he spends getting laid on the coast of some decadent bastion of Europeanism. Keeps me grounded though, and helps to remind me of my mantra�. It�s only a blog, it�s only a blog, it�s only a blog. So, I�m admitting to reading the site, quite an embarrassment you have to agree, and periodically commenting on it. I would hide my head in shame except you would not be able to see my beautiful shiny teeth ; which just had all of their Hawaiian tarter polished off of them, and I would not deny my worst enemy that pleasure. I�m not using his buttons though I will make my own�eventually� like when I wake up and get this fine ass rolling. Hope this occurs before six�this evening. Now would anyone else like to tell me one of their dirty little secrets? OK, now to Bring it On. You have to check it out. Totally new and looking spiffy. There is a large link in my sidebar. Go Cranky. ( Cranky�s site is gone though which is kind of sad.) You can also have a diary there, even though as yet I have not been emailed my password...... I am sure this is due to my not paying my income tax on time. I think a few of you here would be good candidates for a diary over there. MJ, you might as well get one as you have left your blog adrift in a sea of nothingness yet you can�t seem to stay totally out of it now can you? Wombat you too would be a good candidate�speaking of Wombat, where are you I haven�t seen you since I returned. Needless to say this is causing me countless hours of concern. Zen Professional too. I think you all ought to head over there and sign up for a diary.

Not you Pansi, they just aren't quite prepared for you yet.

While you�re at it go visit Doug�s step daddy he is hot and Latin based�..always a good thing. Also Pia is really going to town on her blog this week despite a lot of pain and suffering. I think this is some of her best stuff. Oh� I was at Indie�s site and I was catching up �I am not really into blog awards etc but do feel that in the case of there being a blog award in which one of you on my sidebar is nominated an email should be sent out with a little reminder for me to go over and vote. You see there was some award which he was nominated for and I just read about it today and could not vote as the voting was over. Maybe we could form some kind of underground railroad of sorts for this kind of thing. Who would like to be in charge of the railroad? I can�t because I�m heading back to academia soon and it is hard to put my shoes on the right feet some days. Peace out for now because heaven can�t wait.

Alice is reporting for duty - take my word the plane did not go down.

2006-01-09T11:17:00.000-05:00

I've no doubt that Derrida, was somewhat correct in his assumption that language, (written or spoken), does not always clearly state to others, (or to oneself for that matter), a true, perfect, and constant intent. I am, as are you dear readers, slightly blogocentric. Am I provoking you and playing a game as some feel Derrida did? No.I play this game for myself only because I am on a fucking plane with nothing to do, no skinny geek in pink musician to gawk at, and because I really have to sleep ,and I of course can�t. I do this because I was sitting in LA FUCKING X writing on my computer when some women started talking to me; I was tired and tried to ignore her yet she rambled on and on as I politely smiled. Then I heard vaguely the word "blog". I said �what�? OK,maybe I didn't say " what " maybe my eyebrow just arched in that inquisitive way it has a habit of doing, either way she prattled on, she was asking me if I had ever heard of blogs. I answered �no�. I�m not habitually deceptive, but I rarely blog share with strangers. She explained to me what they were and I looked at her in amazement and threw in an "oh really" and "sounds interesting�" and even the good old "I could never get into that". She told me she reads blogs constantly and that she even had her own. I asked her if I could read her blog, so she flicked on her very nicely done wordpress blog. There were a few rather private entries which she seemed to want me to read, this after chatting about some erotic blogs she reads and how her blog was her private little secret which no one, not even her husband, knew about. Luckily her flight was leaving as was mine so I thanked her, told her that her blog was quite awesome and that I might consider starting one...someday. I have come to the conclusion that in its own functional way the blogesphere has taken on a personality of its own and can be viewed objectively as a living organism; it has it's own collective consciousness, or perhaps several as we break it down into several sub species ( so to speak). There may be a degree off blogocentrism going on but as with life it happens. We all tend to think ours, or at least our group, is better than the others. I try however to stick with my theory, stolen of course and then mutated somewhat, of blog cultural relativism. I believe �to each his own�, and no one blog or group of blogs is better than others, they are each what they are and serve a purpose to the people who write them. ( this I believe despite the fact that I know all the blogs on my sidebar are the best and everyone else�s is crap) No blog Sophist I. I�ll read email now and move on to some sleep and then I�ll whore around all your blogs and see what miracles have occurred out there while I was doing the hula. I found this on my laptop during my trip and uploaded it to somewhere others can download it. It's the very old acoustic version of Jason Mraz's Plane. This is a perfectly legal download. It is interesting to listen to if you have heard the orchestrated version on his last CD. note: PERFECTLY LEGAL - NOT PROFESSIONALLY RECORDED - ACOUSTIC VERSION OF FROM SOMETIME IN THE SPRING OR SUMMER OF 2004 (in the land of the seventeen year cicada) . IN CASE YOU DO NOT KNOW ,YOU MAY NOT REPRODUCE THIS IN ANY WAY; ALTHOUGH,YOU CAN SHARE IT. OF COURSE YOU CAN NOT SELL IT OR YOU WILL GO TO JAIL FOR A VERY LONG TIME....LONGER THAN MARTHA STEWART BECAUSE YOU DO NOT HAVE HER FINANCIAL CAPABILITIES. note: Blog entry written on a plane somewhere over these united states. No revisons will be forthcoming.

Hanging Ten or Just Hanging

2006-01-06T16:16:00.000-05:00

I found our surf instructor through a guy in the gift shop; the surf instructor the hotel hooked us up with was not to my liking for a reasons I will not disclose here. (You all like a good mystery don�t ya?) This guy I found in the gift shop delivering "real Hawaiian� gifts to one of the gift shops here. (Real as opposed to fake as there are several levels of shops in this resort. 1. One being the one that sells all the fake stuff from Taiwan and the usual assortment of hang ten and I got leid in Hawaii shot/beer glasses. Tell me whose mother is going to put an �I got leid� in Hawaii magnet on their refrigerator? 2. The art shop which sells decent enough art prints by various artists with around fifty percent being local artists. 3. The clothing shop where they sell a rather eclectic variety of beachwear of the more expensive type and a few things you might actually wear while in the water and 4. The shop that sells stuff actually made in Hawaii. It is of course the most expensive shop here) The surf instructor was the brother of the gift shop delivery guy ( Anna my brothers gf and I) took lessons from him as the gift shop guy convinced him do us a lesson even though he does not usually give lessons to �mainlanders� because they are �soft� �complain a lot�, are litigious�, and think they can surf when they can�t and therefore get themselves into all kind of trouble of which he had � no desire to deal with�. My cousin,(who is not my cousin anymore than my uncle is my uncle but whom any relationship other than platonic would seem rather incestuous) can surf really well being the crazy Aussie he is, but refused to give us lessons as he was not going to be responsible for our demise. Those were a couple of interesting few days and believe me it is so worth hooking up with the people that actually live here. Anna (my brother�s gf) has quit trying to surf after getting rather beat � up the other afternoon and then supposedly getting some kind of sting on her foot. I find this hard to believe I think she just wants to go to the spa and get her hair done and lay a round the pool drinking all day. My cousin and brother are playing golf and so I am left to my own �devices? Or is it vices? They are all a twitter here with Jack Johnson�s Grammy nomination. They do love their home-boys; I haven't looked hard enough for him I guess as I haven't come across him yet even at the park which hosts the pipeline. I thought for sure he would be there. ;) Big push to save the north shore and there is some hostility toward the establishment we are staying at. I am all for saving the Northern Part of this Island as it is quite gorgeous. The lack of roads doesn�t bother me at all and whatever. I could indeed live here; if only for a time. Time to do something as it appears I have had my first morning of doing absolutely nothing except talking to various people on aim , one of them being Wombat and as he said "pretty please" when asking for a few nude surfing pictures... he got them. ;) As language has its own logic as does this blog.
We could close our eyes its still there And oh, Its such a crying crying crying shame

Post is a little spacey but I am a little spacey today.
Peace Out.
Check out the news on Darfur.. thanks. This is not a good sign - the situation in Darfur is worsening and has, in recent weeks, become tied to events in neighboring Chad. In December 2004, U.N. Emergency Relief Coordinator Jan Egeland warned that 100,000 people could die a month if humanitarian organizations are forced to suspend operations in Darfur. In September 2005, Egeland warned "If (the violence) continues to escalate, we may not be able to sustain our operations for 2.5 million people requiring life-saving assistance. In Darfur, it (aid distribution) could all end tomorrow. It is as serious as that." Now, the UN is pulling out all non-essential workers from parts of Darfur because this is exactly what is happening: http://www.alertnet.org/thenews/newsdesk/N05207366.htm The United Nations has scaled back its staffing in parts of Sudan's war-torn western Darfur region following a buildup of forces along the country's border with Chad, U.N. officials said on Thursday. Tensions have soared on both sides of the border in recent weeks after Chadian rebels based in Darfur, joined by Chadian army deserters, carried out several cross-border raids. Several rebel groups last week said they were banding together to topple Chadian President Idriss Deby. Deby accuses the Sudanese government in Khartoum of backing them and has urged the United Nations to take over Darfur's administration. Khartoum denies any involvement. The decision to restrict staffing "does not mean there will be an overall evacuation," U.N. chief spokesman Stephane Dujarric said. "Essential life-saving humanitarian services delivered by the U.N. will continue, and the mission will monitor the situation and carry out a fresh security assessment of the area in the next two to three weeks," Dujarric said. The move was "due to the increased instability in the affected areas, including a buildup of forces on ether side of the Sudan-Chad border, with increased potential for armed conflict," he said. The border tensions have further complicated a debilitating civil war that has raged in Darfur since February 2003, pitting Sudanese rebels against government forces. Tens of thousands have been killed and 2 million have left their homes for camps in Sudan and Chad to flee the fighting. The area now hosts one of the world's largest humanitarian operations, with more than 11,000 aid workers struggling to feed, clothe and shelter inhabitants. The Sudanese rebels began fighting to pressure the Arab-dominated central government to respond to the needs of Darfur's villagers. U.N. officials say Khartoum then armed Arab militias to fight the rebels, and that the militias launched a campaign of rape, killing and looting that continues to this day. While the U.N. Security Council has demanded an end to the militia attacks, the government has yet to make real gains in doing so, U.N. Secretary-General Kofi Annan reported last month. The council meets on Jan. 13 to discuss the situation.

Come Monday

2006-01-04T10:39:00.000-05:00

I tried to post the flickr html here badge but it wouldn't let me so I stuck the flash on the side. Considering that it has actually been misty or rainy fifty five percent of the time, depending on what part of the island I'm at, I was lucky to get sunny pictures. I have decided against posting the nude surfing pictures from New Years Eve because what happens in Oahu stays in Oahu or so they say. Back to bed for me. Sung to Jimmy Buffet's Come Monday:
Heading up to Haleiwa For the weekend pipeline scene got my rainbows and grass skirt on I guess I never was meant for the preppy scene And people I didn�t know That I�d be missin� you so BUT: Come monday, it�ll be all right Come monday, I�ll have something to write Spent a few fun filled days in a blue ocean haze And I just want you back by my side

HAPPY NEW YEAR

2006-01-01T16:37:00.000-05:00

May old acquaintance be forgot and all that. Woke up way too late...but it was all good because as Wombat knows I am very fond of having the last word; it was kind of nice being one of the last people in the world to bring in the new year. Happy New Year

Aloha

2005-12-30T11:35:00.000-05:00

I'm heading to the airport soon with hopes that I will get on the flight with the rest of the gang from here. This is not because I don't like flying alone I have flown alone quite a bit and find it refreshing, but because now that I am packed I want to leave. The flight is around fourteen hours, which is good as some of the flights I have looked into are up to twenty- three hours with layovers and I certainly have no intention of going that route; besides, it would be best to get there before New Years Eve. If I've learned anything this year it is that alone is good and sometimes necessary but that it is not the be all or end all. Life is short, do what you can and do what you want. I've learned that people die and that you can get by without them if only because they are part of you. No resolutions from here, it�s a day by day thing. I'll see you all when I return. I'll try to give New Year shout out. If I don't get on that flight and have to come back then I will probably be back to write more incessant bullshit. Wish me a flight. Get out there and of course. ....If the Plane goes down....I'll remember where the love was found.
Aloha

Sitting , Waiting, Wishing

2005-12-29T09:59:00.000-05:00

I promised myself I wouldn't look at this blog while I'm gone. I'm not gone yet, no matter how hard some of you are trying to get rid of me, so ya the point is moot. I�ve been up since seven reading blogs. I'm off to get waxed soon like the boards I play with only different, as an unplanned trip to the Pacific mandates it, wish me luck. I have never been to these people before and believe me they can damage you in ways you don't even want to imagine. I am on standby for a flight tomorrow but my flight is scheduled to leave Saturday. If I go Saturday I go alone due to the fact that I was not planning to partake in this little vacation originally; I was planning a couple weeks on another type of board. For some reason there are a lot of people flying to Hawaii this time of year so it is not as easy as one might think to get a flight. I only hope that I do not have to sit near someone coughing and hacking up massive amounts of green snot all the way to Hawaii. I have ripped and transferred The Classic Quartet- complete Impulse Studio Recording - Coltrane to my I-pod along with everything Jack Johnson just to get me in the mood. My work is done.

Sexy Sexy do your thing, Learn to be shy and then you can Sting

2005-12-28T01:44:00.000-05:00

Making one of my last blog rounds for a week or so. I am more than likely leaving for Oahu by the weekend, possibly before; it's a short notice trip I wasn't planning to go . My parents are going as my father is meeting and entertaining a client from Japan there, and my mother is heading to Singapore. There is also a gathering of a few friends and family and it turns out my favorite uncle is showing up there.

Sexy sexy made up of plexi disaster Pushing and pulling conservative rolling Unlike plastic, easier to see through Just like glass with no ring Softer and sadder you sing

If you have read this blog you may recall I have an uncle,( not a bio uncle but an uncle indeed), from Australia. He is the craziest man, in my parent's age group, I know and I love him dearly; he has been my fathers best friend since college and my best uncle since I can remember. So, fun in the sun for me, and we'll see how it goes; so yea I think I'm going.

Sexy sexy do your thing Learn to be shy and then you can sting Plexi, plexi bend don't shatter Once you're broken shape won't matter

It is the end of the year and as that goes I suppose I should take note and comment on it in some fashion. I was going to go over my posts and pick the best posts of the year and list them so everyone could have a "deja vu eww oh" experience, but I figured if anyone wants to read my old posts they will. I think you all need a rest anyway. The year was good from a personal standpoint; it sucked for my country and for Darfur but for me I can't complain; although, I often do.

You're breaking your mind By killing the time it gives you but you can't blame the time Cause it's only in your mind

Yes, the silly girl in the Santa hat is gone. Ben,whom I refer to as bengayer due to his journal name, Ben the undaunted... boyfriend now to the indefatigable Matt� a very grateful Ben, (due to my unrelenting search for and my discerning and astute assessment of all thing gay including boys). Ben felt it was a travesty to post a picture that ugly on the internet. I do so love my Ben; the little rough face gay boy that he is. So he high passed me up, sharpened and grained me and says at least the nose is in a more flattering, non wide angled position. He is sooooo gay.

Quickly, quickly go and then you'll know It's such an awkward show to see And everyone you wanted to know And everyone you wanted to meet Have all...... gone away ah they've all...... gone away

So carry on and don't forget me. Read everyone in my sidebar while I'm gone as they are all hot little muffets in one way or another. Some are storytellers , some are poets, some are word masters and some just are...doesn't matter they are all great.

And then you're Breaking your mind By killing the time it gives you Cause you can't blame the time Cause it's only in your mind

Go vote for Pia at these blog awards. I am basically grateful that someone I read is nominated for something. I swear. I guess I am either out of it or the rest of the world simply has no taste. I am glad to have someone to vote for somewhere. She has a great blog one of the best of course so go read her and then go vote. Addendum to this is that Doug has also been nominated, this via the gossip blog line that we have worked so hard on this last year. So we all must go back and vote for Doug under most inspirational blog as well pia under best blog.

You're breaking your mind... your breaking your mind.... your breaking your mind.... your breaking your mind..... your breaking your mind.. your breaking your mind.... your breaking your.... mind breaking your mind, mind. mind.

all red lyrics/Jack Johnson / my hot, married, older boyfriend in the Pacific. You can download a live perfectly legal version of Sexi Plexi here via an April 2003 concert from the Live Music Archive. This one is in MP3 format so you don't need to convert it.

Monday morning you look so fine, Friday I got traveling on my mind.

2005-12-26T12:19:00.000-05:00

Just a briefing; like the President�s mine is pretty mundane, and the content is pretty limited. I hope I am more convincing though. I hope you are enjoying the time and are bringing much joy to others, and I hope that you are able to get your piece of joy as well. I�ve spent way too much time dressed up and wearing pearls the last two days, but other than that it�s been spectacular just to be away from school. Don�t get me wrong I love wearing the pearls, they were my grandmothers, it�s the rest I have a low tolerance of. I�ll be back later; there is much to do today. While I �m gone go check this out�Wombat does BB King. Oh.... as suspected.... little one is not potty trained, but he looked super in his red romper. Maybe he is more recognizable with a smaller head.

Truffling Triviality

2005-12-22T12:50:00.000-05:00

I posted you all a lovely holiday song� but unfortunately it didn�t show up. I�ve never used that audio blogger before and it didn�t seem to be working. In case it does show up while I am gone I do want you to know that I know I can�t sing, �I am not that vain. That wasn�t the point though. I am not afraid to embarrass myself once every year or so.

addendum: ok here it is now; it is just because I love you or maybe because you love me or you wouldn't subject yourself to this...

My beliefs are full of nothing more than pure unadulterated ambiguity. I am gradually drawn to the center of life and I must pull away. I crave things but put the cravings aside momentarily until the moment becomes the only thing and the moment can't end because it is the moment only that matters. I am merely a transient acting out a role. I �m quite happy for Elton and his lover now that they made it legal�that is always good for the less financially stable of the partners. Yea, well we said it a long time ago and I have a pretty link in the side bar to prove it..... Impeach Bush. Screw congress over Darfur� they might want to consider taking some of that ridiculous bridge to nowhere stuff off their list as well. I don�t really want to have to blow up the capital building this holiday season�� no one is in it. Intelligent Design has been proclaimed not so intelligent after all. Who knew? I guess blog land is going to be slow for the rest of the year. Most of my posts will be rehash and nothing special until after this year has wandered into oblivion and a new year is born of it�s antecedent. Wombat�... had to do it. OK now I am off to see if I measure up to the rigorous standards I apply to myself. One last time � Leaving for home very early tomorrow morning� luckily I have a ride out of town, but I think we are dropping like fifty people off at the airport first. I may see you all later. You can also tell me which template you prefer this one or the one at wonderlandornot.blogspot.com. I am sure I will be back but in case not�.have a good weekend/holiday and enjoy yourself because a truck could run you over and smash you flat at any time�.even while you are sleeping.

Mid-Day Mouth

2005-12-20T13:28:00.000-05:00

I�m on way to an egg-zam so I have naught except to say except that I am shocked they couldn�t spare fifty million and it is a damn shame. Just good Christians following the way of the Lord. Do these people own mirrors? Strider at Sound Destruction said it best. Breaks my heart; can you imagine what it is doing to the souls of the people in The Sudan. We have a soulless government in a souless country in a soulless world. Live without souls- die without souls ....and for some of you out there that is a pretty scary place to be now isn't it. Good Christians�following in the way of our Lord�... Some good news via Shakespseres Sister which I actually just got reading Cupie. Maybe I�ll be funny later. Read on for the latest from the Coalition for Darfur. Quite a few developements to take note of. There have been a lot of developments in Darfur recently, so I just wanted to share some stories I thought were important (in no particular order): 1.25 Million Children Beyond Reach of Aid http://www.un.org/apps/news/story.asp?NewsID=16985&Cr=&Cr1= Darfuris Stone Policeman to Death After Attack http://www.alertnet.org/thenews/newsdesk/MCD052557.htm AU mission in Darfur running out of cash http://www.irinnews.org/report.asp?ReportID=50723&SelectRegion=East_Africa&SelectCountry=SUDAN Congress Rebuffs Rice on Troop Funding http://www.alertnet.org/thenews/newsdesk/N19285970.htm Chad army chases rebels into neighbouring Sudan http://www.irinnews.org/report.asp?ReportID=50795&SelectRegion=West_Africa&SelectCountry=CHAD-SUDAN Top UN relief official pleads for Security Council political action in Africa http://www.un.org/apps/news/story.asp?NewsID=16975&Cr=Africa&Cr1= Arab militias attack Darfur village, kill 12 http://today.reuters.com/news/newsArticle.aspx?type=worldNews&storyID=2005-12-19T140309Z_01_SPI950558_RTRUKOC_0_US-SUDAN-DARFUR.xml&archived=False ICC Prosecutor Uncovers Evidence of Campaign of Atrocities in Darfur http://www.voanews.com/english/2005-12-13-voa81.cfm Sudan's special court on Darfur crimes not satisfactory, UN genocide expert says http://www.un.org/apps/news/story.asp?NewsID=16966&Cr=Sudan&Cr1=Darfur AU guards fragile ceasefire http://www.news24.com/News24/Africa/News/0,,2-11-1447_1851681,00.html Frustration Boils Over in Sudan Refugee Camp http://www.latimes.com/news/nationworld/world/la-fg-darfur14dec14,1,2080264,full.story?coll=la-headlines-world

Messy Mess

2005-12-18T19:38:00.000-05:00

Sorry for the previous mess. I have been busy all weekend with things like library and feeding the hungry and I got home really late last night and my template looked funny so I started messing with it. I have no idea how it got quite so fucked up. I choose to blame blogger but then again you get what you pay for. I have exams through Thursday; my schedule is tenuous at best. Everyone else seems to be out and home and playing and for those of you that are��..I hate you. I�ve got some work to catch up on and then I�m going to play with the damn template again. If I have the chance.

Time, Time, Time, See What�s Become of Me

2005-12-16T23:43:00.000-05:00

I want to thank Roscoe Bartlett ,( a Republican congressman from a red district in a blue state with a red governor, representative of the district where I am still registered to vote in the state of Maryland), for voting against the renewal of the Patriot Act. Should he still be alive when I return I am going to go and give him a great big kiss for the effort. Weekend mail bag:

Dear Alice in Wonderland or Not We have been monitoring your blog, and email recently (as allowed by the laws that the current president makes up as he goes along); it's not that we think you are a terrorist or pose any immediate threat to national security, but because you have shown, at any given time, a great irreverence for the leadership of this country. You also get a lot of email from Brown University and that alone, as you can guess, is a red flag. We do not take it lightly when some young democratic college student who is registered to vote as a resident of one blue state, is attending college in another blue state, wears blue jeans and claims her father is "The Architect" of our current administrations climb to power while at the same time portraying him in a photograph as being a rather lecherous potentially incestuous father at that. If you had just not had him staring at your chest missy, we wouldn't be writing you now. We call this type of activity cyblandery - a form of internet slander /forgery. We therefore are within our rights as we understand them ( ha what's to understand really you ain�t got no rights bitch) to continue to monitor your internet activity and any further email you receive. We understand you go to a school where periodically the administration hacks into professor/student correspondence, so this should not be a new experience for you. (The world is awash with conspiracy missy) In the meantime: We'd appreciate it if you would decease photo-manipulating pictures containing republican government officials into your family album, unless of course you can portray them as the gentlemen and women they are and treat their photographs with respect. (we prefer the word photo � manipulations to photo-shopping as it sounds more secret agent worthy) Hint: Your activities would not have been scrutinized so completely if Mr Rove had been presented as your boyfriend (in place of that treasonous comedian from HBO) instead of your lecherous daddy. You may take all the liberties you desire on photos of television personalities, as long as they are not FOX television personalities. Democrats on any level of government are good candidates for cyblandery and feel free to exercise your creative license on them. We enjoyed looking at your private correspondence, it makes us hot ( and god -- that phone sex you have does more for us than the Paris Hilton Video ever did - yea we listen in on those too), and god knows in this cold world reading something that promotes a quick masturbatory effort while reading the emails of others and talking to Cheney on the phone,is always welcome. Happy Holidays Remember, Big Brother is watching, and we don't mean that traitorous grad student at Brown who carries around that silly man-purse your mother bought when he graduated from that treasonous bastion of decadence in Connecticut last year. Go Huskies.

Weekend rehash: Check out Pia�s great post from her blog reposted partially on Pandagon...where they blah blah bla-ed about it in the comments.Some people can't see for forest for the trees. Wombat looking hot holding his new girl and then check out his death capital punishment post. Dougs Christmas cheer. Sensenbrenner Announces Bipartisan, Bicameral Agreement on Violence Against Women Act Reauthorization; Agreement Paves Way for Approval by Senate Today and House Soon Thereafter Absurdity Jam where we discuss internet stalking. How to dance properly to help you prepare for your holiday parties. Stolen from a link at Majikthise.

Ahhh, seasons change with the scenery Weaving time in a tapestry Won�t you stop and remember me At any convenient time Funny how my memory slips while looking over manuscripts Of unpublished rhyme Drinking my vodka and lime But look around, leaves are brown now And the sky is a hazy shade of winter Hang on to your hopes, my friend That�s an easy thing to say, but if your hopes should pass away Simply pretend That you can build them again

Paul Simon

Merry Holiday.......Spotlight on Darfur.

2005-12-14T20:03:00.000-05:00

It�s the holiday here or whatever you want to call it or not. While some fight about their rights to have Christmas called Christmas some are fighting just to live. Get over it people, seriously. Call it whatever you want, acknowledge other peoples religious holidays, or not but realize that it is not going to kill you if your Christmas is called a holiday or vice versa. No one owes you anything for you�re tolerance of their religion just as you don�t owe me a thing for having to listen to stories about the Jesus your God so freely crucified. I�m not complaining because the Pope wears Prada shoes am I? My only question is when do these children get a holiday? There are various organizations throughout the world, easily found by anyone with access to a computer, which provide information on places to give money in order that these people can have enough food just to survive. WorldVision Amnesty International / Sudan Doctors without Borders

Unfortunately recently it has been impossible in most cases for relief workers to even enter most of Darfur and their safety has often been compromised. We hope that is going to change but there are times when it appears this task is insurmountable. We encourage you to apply pressure as often and needed to your representatives on a local, state and national level; to press the issue of this ongoing slaughter of human life and spirit. We can not under any circumstance forget Darfur but remembering is not enough. A call to action must be forthcoming and the support of the world is needed on a profusely consistent and continuous basis. Most current news on DARFUR.

http://allafrica.com/stories/200512140653.html http://www.alertnet.org/thenews/newsdesk/

Contine reading for information on the Spotlight on Darfur event being held on December the 16th; you can participate or just go check it out. Everyone is invited. ;)

And yes: I wish you a Merry Happy Whatever you want to call it. Hi all, We are having our third Spotlight on Darfur - and I would like to invite you to let people know on your blogs and send in a post. Here are the details, with a link to the post: As Christmas approaches I am very mindful of the ongoing situation in Darfur. One of the ways we can assist is to use some of our online time to once again put the Spotlight on Darfur. I am inviting posts for Spotlight on Darfur 3: Christmas Edition. Any posts you have on Darfur that were posted since the last Spotlight (October 17) can be sent in. Posts don't have to be long. You may want to post on what is happening and/or include info on a suitable aid agency for donations. This will be one way of giving something for Christmas to the refugees of the Darfur genocide crisis. Here are the details: Spotlight on Darfur 3: Christmas Edition will be hosted on 16 December. Please send the following info for your post by midnight 15 December: 1. The name of your blog 2. The URL of your blog 3. The title of your post 4. The URL of your post 5. A description of your post Send your post details to: catez2003 ATT yahoo DOTT com I'd appreciate if you'd follow those guidelines. It makes it easier for me to have all that in your email. The Christmas Edition will be hosted here at Allthings 2all. Our last two Spotlights on Darfur went really well and it was a privilege to be part of them. If you didn't see them, or if you are wondering what the Spotlights are like here they are: Spotlight on Darfur 2 Spotlight on Darfur 1 http://allthings2all.blogspot.com/2005/12/spotlight-on-darfur-3-christmas.html Trackback URL: http://haloscan.com/tb/catez2003/113387990904069134 http://allafrica.com/stories/200512140653.html Thanks - I'm hosting this one and we have a new host lined up for next year's first Spotlight already too! Our last one, hosted by Eddie at Live from the FDNF was great - and was linked well. Catez Stevens Catez Stevens Website: Allthings2all http://allthings2all.blogspot.com

The Shame of it All my fall to mediocrity and more

2005-12-13T19:19:00.000-05:00

Ho Hum OK I�m going to do it. GOTB tagged me and I feel guilty not doing it because she interviewed and made me famous��. RIGHT? 5 weird habits of mine. I don�t think I have that many weird habits but I�m sure some would disagree. I each sushi all the time, and whine when I can�t get it. I do a weird thing were I pull my lower lip over my upper lip � it sounds weird but one side of my face has one eyebrow and one lip which sort of crook upward and I think I got into the habit of doing it to cover the lip once someone pointed this out to me like ten years ago. Not a very attractive habit if I do say so myself. I peel and eat bananas from both ends� I like to finish with the middle section. Maybe not weird but it annoys some people that I have to put some form of lotion on my feet several times a day. I do have a foot thing going on. I�m stuck on perfectly maintained feet. The shower before taking a bath thing; I never take a bath without having taken shower first. I think, just so as to put everyone in the mode of "she is a pain in the ass", everyone needs to write down at least one of their nasty old weird habits in my comment section. Also feel free to consider yourself tagged and do one for yourself. The more I can find out about you people the more I have to hold against you should I ever need it �in a court of law or that heaven some of you actually thinks exists, or something like that.

Doubt, Desire and Contempt

2005-12-12T01:29:00.000-05:00

I am besieged with doubt, and desire for some kind of spiritual gratification; not sure enlightenment exists but willing to look for it under the sidewalks, on the subway and in the mountains. It is going to end up being inside myself I'm sure of it, but what if it isn't and I haven't looked hard enough��then what? Nothing I suppose. When nothing comes I won�t be surprised. I�m in a weird mood and I had a great weekend. Sitting around here I realize that at least half the people in my school, sixty thousand plus not including grad students, are nothing more than whiney little babies and I feel like if I have to look at them one more day I will die. I get in these moods every so often; these moods where I see myself as so much better than everyone else.It may not be that I see myself as better, but just wiser and more adult. I see that my parents fostered my independence by never using their sheer consumptive power to control me. They used their rhetorical skills quite profusely in times past but never their financial or emotional support. I see everyone else as controlled by the green thing that could never control me, and I feel nothing but contempt. Then I look in my closet at the expensive clothes, on the desk at two computers, under the bed at the various shoes and in the mirror and see the refelction of a young woman that has lived a pretty easy life . Maybe I was wrong. GOTB - did an interview with me. I am the first interview in her new series. I�m sure these will become part of the best archives in blogger history so feel free to check it out. Not sure when she�s putting it up sometime this week though so go check it out.

peace out

Boring - "it's the weekend nobody reads my blog on weekends"- post

2005-12-10T00:26:00.000-05:00

No pretense this weekend. I'm not going to tell everyone I am staying in to do work as everytime I make that statement it doesn't happen. Instead I 'm going to tell you I�m going to Hunter Mountain, to totally kick the ass of the mountain, with some friends; we are leaving around six am. It�s only a two hour drive so I presume we�ll be back by six, seven, eight, nine or ten tomorrow. I will be beat but Sunday�yes Sunday� is a day of work. Seriously, I mean it this time. I can�t wait to blow off some steam even if it is a crappy mountain as mountains go; this is ok because when my brother brought my snowboard into the city a couple of weekends ago he brought my crappy snowboard. Everyone seems to be posting little lists before the weekend because their mind is all "overworked" and "tired" and they "have nothing". Usually I post lists of old entries, of mine of course, I think you should read; how pretentious of me. Instead� I�m going to give you a list of what I am doing so you can be enthralled� Reading: Resistance Rebellion and Death � for fun. Browsing through: The Moose Jaw catalogue. Talking to: some people via aim, violin man in person and friend on phone, reading and posting in blogs ...all at once. I am quite good. Perpetrating: A liaison between some polish and my toenails. Eating: carrots and sashimi Went to: the Apple sore and Kate Spades today as well as a few other little weird places in SoHo and picked up a few interesting little gift items for Christmas. wow - what a life All this after a morning conference of sorts and the finishing off of a veddy important paper. I am woman - hear me roar. I�m sorry for what happened to Ann Coulter�again. I mean there are always a few in every bunch right? For god sake why invite a speaker whose job it is to incite the left to speak at a hormone filled campus full of Yankees. Why not invite a speaker from whom the students-(and the general public as people came from all over to this event not just from the school)-might actually learn something instead of one who is deliberately going to cause some kind of commotion because she never has any researched based facts to explain herself. I have been to one of her ~~lectures~~ shows and believe me it is true. Annie is a pundit and she is good at sound bites. Annie dearest never does well in Connecticut anyway so it would behoove her to stay away. Obviously she is not as smart as she thinks she is, or the money they offer her makes her salivate like the rabid dog she is and she just can't say no. Annie dearest gets a response to her own impotent spite and she complains�hey.. whatever. You know what they say��if you can�t explain�.incite. Have a great weekend. Madness lurks within this house. This commom task brought to you due to the genius of Al Gore. ;)

Betting on Studs - You Bet and and i'm drawn to the night, it's the damn neon light

2005-12-08T01:15:00.000-05:00

With the true instinct of the blog artist I realize that I can�t let the day go by without some meager offering. This, while taking a study break and looking at a real live "paper" copy of Newsweek with a hot picture of Anderson Cooper in it, and a pretty decent article on The Women of Al Qaeda, but I know you all don't want to hear about that. I�ll give my humble opinion instead on this article about Heidi Fleiss and her proposed desert bordello��.male bordello. This is a good topic for me as I am still having a bit of a sexual exudation issue. There's a gravity in me Pulling me to want to see What is going on tonight Beneath the electric starlight
Evidently, according to Newsweek in an article written by Steve Friess titled quite cutely Betting on the Studs Heidi Fleiss is making some male hearts pitter patter and not in a good way.
Heidi Fleiss scares the hell out of me," says George Flint, lobbyist for the Nevada Brothel Association, which represents some of the state's 26 legal houses of ill repute, most of them dressed-up doublewides with names like the Chicken Ranch and the Cherry Patch. "Our industry is not so firm, so to speak, that we need to flirt with some secondary activity that could bring down the whole house of cards." Because the brothel laws all refer to prostitutes as "she" and require cervical STD tests for sex workers, Fleiss would need to get the statutes reworded to cover her studs. Richard Ziser, president of the conservative group Nevada Concerned Citizens, warns: "She may bring enough publicity to cause a problem for the industry."
I don�t see how this becomes a secondary activity when it is the exact same service; the only difference being the service is performed by men as opposed to women.
In the Frolic Room The seat I assume And I'm drawn to the night And its damn neon light
Funny how there aren't any problems when men are selling women, or women are selling women, but when women want to sell men all of a sudden it's too damn complicated to change the she to he, or they, and add an addendum or addition to the clause "cervical std test".
If Nevada lawmakers try to run her back across the state line, Fleiss says she's primed for a legal fight, on grounds that the state's existing laws discriminate against men. "What's good for the goose should be good for the gander," she says.
Nothing really, but good for Heidi; if I was a lawyer I�d totally be on board. Regardless of what you feel about prostitution it is legal in Nevada, and to suggest that it is too complicated to change some stupid little statute, or that it doesn�t already allow for male prostitution is ridiculous and possibly discriminatory with regard to men, but is certainly discriminatory in regard to women.
Oh, in the company of the privileged and the nearly damned Mixing like a cocktail of pure spirits slammed In the danger zone is where you'll find me In a certain dive so inviting
I have nothing I just wanted to share. Oh! If the person who happened to �mistakenly� picked up my BlackBerry ( tiny purple and red shiny tape on back side with my name and cell) in this building here the one that is now more difficult to jump off, please return it, ( I just got it) or try to find a way to jump off. Thank You

O.J. simpson- still not a Jew

2005-12-06T00:44:00.000-05:00

I stroll the crowded hallways, filled with lonely students. Students starving for a life beyond the halls and walls that squeeze them tight around the middle of the soul, and heart the cockroaches and mice, if present, are dead in the walls or have dispersed onto the streets of the city screeching; much like the students they run from It's all about perception. Mine

Put on your Yamaka Its time for Chanukah So much funnaka To celebrate Chanukah

I was in a good mood until I couldn't get into blogger then my mood became like that of my old high school physics teacher - a former attorney for the defense who quit defending to realize his fantasies as a science teacher, his teaching sucked and he was the most ignorant excuse for a human being I have ever met - pretty sour As usual and with no apology I digress. List of sites that participated in blog against racism day here. I have learned so many things this last week: My blog exudes sexuality?????? That trust fund student is a dirty word, or if for some reason you are lucky enough to come from parents who happen to choose to pay for your way too expensive education you are generally assumed to be a worthless piece of crap not worthy of the attention of the hard working American base. Rape is an issue not addressed enough, and from the attitudes some men have about women and sex, and women having sex I can certainly see why. Monologue is not a cream to treat vaginal yeast infections. This may be early but it�s just in case I don�t make it back here for a couple days. I probably will, but if not I wanted to wish all the Jews, Half Jews, Quarter Jews, Converted Jews, and those who want to be Jews but are too chicken. a Happy Chanukah

So drink you�re gin-and-tonic-ah, and smoke you�re mara-juanic-ah, If you really, really wanna-kah, have a happy, happy, happy, happy Hanukkah��. happy hanukka!

I must now go and devise a list of gifts to purchase for my friend formerly called the violin man now self titled the agnostic half jew.

Addendum-itis

2005-12-04T13:09:00.000-05:00

A quick addendum or whatever you want to call it. I messed around yesterday so have to study and didn�t plan on writing anything else this weekend, but I read something this morning and it is getting under my skin. This is a travesty and goes to the point I was making the other day. It seems land of the free and the home of the brave is still a patriarchal society run more often than we may think by a bunch of misogynistic fools. In this one nation under god and all that crap me thinks the god so often talked about needs to get it's act together. At the very least women need to open their eyes and parents need to start bringing up their daughters to understand clearly their rights? They need to openly discuss sex with their children and empower their daughters to think for themselves and understand that sex in and of itself is not a bad thing when one is ready to accept the responsibility to go with it and that should they ever be violated under any circumstance it is their right and responsibility to make it known and nothing to be ashamed about. The blame must taken off the shoulders of the victim and placed where it belongs. In this particular case the judge as well as the perpetrators of the crime. Comments are off. The post below is still my weekend post so comment there. More fun next time I promise sweet miscreants of the blogesphere. Addendum�s addendum.

It�s all right if you love me-It's alright it you don't

2005-12-03T01:48:00.000-05:00

Happy Weekend everyone. I promise nothing to stretch a brain cell. Go get some Holiday or Christmas shopping done;whichever you prefer; I don�t care what you call it.I�m not writing anything of significance because who the hell reads blogs on weekends? I will be but that is because I have to settle down�finals are on their way. I am going to go look in the windows in downtown Manhattan just for kicks though and pretend I care about Christmas shopping. My Christmas list is the same as my old birthday list�you can froggle it in my profile�as no one got me any of the things listed there it still stands. Please remember I only like certain types of underwear and feel free to email me if you have any questions as to size. I�m pretty slender but I do have some booty. (this is good for snowboarding believe me) To the various individuals who emailed offers to be my first experience in fellatio I have to say only that the kindness of people never fails to amaze me; must be the holiday season bringing out all this generosity. For the various individuals who offered to take my virginity ( that was pretty presumptive of you all and so typical ) I also thank you but I have not been able to find that damn thing ~~since I was seventeen~~ for some time.

Breakdown, go ahead give it to me Breakdown, honey take me through the night

No emails on this one please my mouth is no more special to me than my vagina but I don�t eat with my vagina. Feel free to check out Absurdity Jam where Wombat tells you what really happened with the WMD�S. Zenpro also posted really good story for Blog against racism day and it is worth reading so go check it out. Girl has a story worth reading to kick off the holiday season so go check that out as well. Doug leaves on the weekend after posting his story, so go check it out because you can say all kinds of nasty things to him when he is gone. The Naked Gymnasts are probably still eating from Thanksgiving,but it�s worth a look; if they are still eating in Monday I am calling the doctor of gluttony. Otherwise I�ll be scrolling and rolling this weekend and everyone keep warm.

It�s all right if you love me It�s al l right if you don�t I�m not afraid of you runnin� away Honey, I get the feelin� you won�t

Mixed Bag of Goodies and Blog Against Racism

2005-11-30T15:26:00.000-05:00

Quick Note: Blog Against Racism Day is December 1st- if you would like to participate.Just throwing it out there; if you�re interested you can go from there. If you just feel like commenting on other peoples rants you can Google it and find many blogs out there taking a stab at it. I myself will post my very slight opinion on racism - a day early - at the bottom of this post, this makes me slightly demeritorious, but I have a busy schedule tomorrow, so if you want to read my opinion ( and you do, you know you do) then you will have to read the whole post. Maybe ya�ll are more comfortable talking about racism than you are about rape. I know what you're thinking. You're thinking "she is not funny, interesting, poetic, witty, or clever any more; she is beginning to bore me with her incessant chatter on The Sudan and Rape and now Racism". Oh well. The comments for the last post were quite extensive so thanks to everyone who exhausted me with their commentary. I fear MJ has commented himself out for life after that one. I apologize to those who found the song vulgar but it did help to make the point, and it�s only a stupid jingle. It�s fine when a guy is heartily singing out (Jimmy "fake redneck" Buffet's) Why Don�t we Get Drunk and Screw but it is deplorable when a female blah blah blah. I think you got the point.........��.. and my commission on the downloads, although paltry, will pay for a couple of needed espressos and that copy of Jesus Loves Me I downloaded from I Tunes. Seriously though I can�t really think of any thing funny or entertaining and I�m in class �or at least on my way so well later people.( ok I�m out now ) Oh maybe a mildly amusing list of sorts for those with an underlying curiosity as to the person behind this nightmare called wonderland or not. 1.When I�m bored or need a few minutes rest from school work and because I don�t have time to paint any more I doodle paint while daydreaming of things I'd rather be doing. 2. I�ve never given a blow job so please stop with the emails. Contrary to current news flashes there are some people who are saving their mouths for bigger and better things. OK, I think I�m done with that amusing crap. Now on to racism: Of course I�m against racism. Most people you speak to with will tell you they are anti racism. Fact is many people are against it but are still racist. Many will point out a million facts and situations to disprove racism saying it is not racism but socioeconomics which causes the rift the divide the prejudices. That of course is nonsense. We have only to look to the Sudan to see that racism exists. Genocides are inexcusable, ignorance is not a factor as it is out there, unlike other genocides which took place in a time where a large part of the world was not originally privy to the information, we don�t have that excuse. To blog against racism one must Blog against the genocide occurring in the Sudan. Without racism this would not be a tolerable genocide. . The people, united, will never be defeated. The people, united, will never be defeated. The people, united, will never be defeated. Time to see the world as a whole! Time to light the fire with the fuel! That's a conscience movement, in our hearts. Everywhere you look red white and blue Everywhere you look they're fooling you.

Anti Flag

Life can never be exactly like we want it to be

2005-11-26T02:10:00.000-05:00

in the middle of the night you change your plans. a trip to the south instead of to the east you are thankful again for the violin man his generosity of spirit the loan of his car and for the roommate for tagging along on your trip to visit the genius of genetics the cold bites your nose your fingertips you call the family tell them you are not coming home for Thanksgiving you're going south to the place of old ( and as it turned out to the place of cold) they say what are you crazy? you tell them your friend is sick with the flu left-overs you have not been to visit in two years she has come to you you owe her something besides that you want to wear jeans for Thanksgiving you do not like to dress up to stuff yourself with fat that other feeling is also creeping it's way in "the good grandmother is dead, woe is me" feeling. they say driving is dangerous on the holiday you say I live in nyc for god sake I love you I�ll call you when I get there I never made it to Rhode Island I made it somewhere else Things change so quickly My mind changes so quickly A pitcher of Sangria and a very large omelet have conspired to make my eyelids heavy and my typing erratic. I do want to say something though. I knew Walmart was an evil place and that someday it would make people do some very evil things. Each night before you go to bed my baby Whisper a little prayer for me my baby

Thankful Thankful Thankful

2005-11-23T00:47:00.000-05:00

Happy Thanksgiving

To those who celebrate and to those who don't. Most of the world has some kind of day of thanks giving during the year. This country had to have Lincoln finally assign us one day as it seems back in the day Americans were having a few too many thanks giving days.( if ya know what I mean)

I am thankful for many things and I'm not going to write them down because they are the usual things most people are thankful for ...you know like breathing, not living in a place where genital mutilation is common practice, not living in a country where rape and gender based violence is used as an act of war, not starving while the rest of the world feasts and not dying for lack of simple cheap and abundant pharmaceuticals. As I told you it�s the usual. I am thankful that I found out that people can actually view my whole photobucket album by clicking on my picture and deleting some numbers and thankful I only had a couple of "pictures I didn't want anyone to see" in there. I'm thankful that I was able to give the over five thousand viewers ,who have viewed that site over the last month( two thousand in the last two days), a look see.Someone should have told me that it was not like imageshack where the html leads only to one photo. Well, someone finally did but it was a little late. If you little - pimple faced still- college frat boys got a thrill more power to ya- you obviously aren't getting them in real life so knock yourself out and yes of course they are real; my ass is better but you aren't seeing that anytime soon. Thankful.Thankful.Thankful.

That's me.

Do not eat that stuffing, if it is cooked inside the Turkey, unless it hits well over a hundred and sixty five degrees; death by diarrhea is not a pleasant way to go.

ENJOY

In Regard to the NYT and Darfur

2005-11-21T11:03:00.000-05:00

From The Coalition for Darfur: Check it out and write to the NYT. Something like this should not be held to paid subscribers. ----> I think it is irresponsible for the New York Times to hide Nicholas Kristof's Darfur stuff behind a "Times Select" subscription, so I am sending you all this latest colum. Kristof is back in Darfur, but all of his reporting is only available to "Times Select" subscribers. I am encouraging people write to the New York Times and ask them to make it available to the general public. Read this for more info: http://coalitionfordarfur.blogspot.com/2005/11/darfur-for-members-only.html Eugene Never Again, Again? By NICHOLAS D. KRISTOF 770 words 20 November 2005 The New York Times Late Edition - Final 13 English Copyright 2005 The New York Times Company. All Rights Reserved. TAMA, Sudan -- So who killed 2-year-old Zahra Abdullah for belonging to the Fur tribe? At one level, the answer is simple: The murderers were members of the janjaweed militia that stormed into this mud-brick village in the South Darfur region at dawn four weeks ago on horses, camels and trucks. Zahra's mother, Fatima Omar Adam, woke to gunfire and smoke and knew at once what was happening. She jumped up from her sleeping mat and put Zahra on her back, then grabbed the hands of her two older children and raced out of her thatch-roof hut with her husband. Some of the marauders were right outside. They yanked Zahra from Ms. Fatima's back and began bludgeoning her on the ground in front of her shrieking mother and sister. Then the men began beating Ms. Fatima and the other two children, so she grabbed them and fled -- and the men returned to beating the life out of Zahra. At another level, responsibility belongs to the Sudanese government, which armed the janjaweed and gave them license to slaughter and rape members of several African tribes, including the Fur. Then some responsibility attaches to the rebels in Darfur. They claim to be representing the tribes being ethnically cleansed, but they have been fighting each other instead of negotiating a peace with the government that would end the bloodbath. And finally, responsibility belongs to the international community -- to you and me -- for acquiescing in yet another genocide. Tama is just the latest of many hundreds of villages that have been methodically destroyed in the killing fields of Darfur over the last two years. Ms. Fatima sat on the ground and told me her story -- which was confirmed by other eyewitnesses -- in a dull, choked monotone, as she described her guilt at leaving her child to die. ''Zahra was on the ground, and they were beating her with sticks, but I ran away,'' she said. Her 4-year-old son, Adam, was also beaten badly but survived. A 9-year-old daughter, Khadija, has only minor injuries but she told me that she had constant nightmares about the janjaweed. At least Ms. Fatima knows what happened to her daughter. A neighbor, Aisha Yagoub Abdurahman, is beside herself because she says she saw her 10-year-old son Adil carried off by the janjaweed. He is still missing, and everyone knows that the janjaweed regularly enslave children like him, using them as servants or sexual playthings. In all, 37 people were killed in Tama, and another 12 are missing. The survivors fled five miles to another village that had been abandoned after being attacked by the janjaweed a year earlier. Now the survivors are terrified, and they surrounded me to ask for advice about how to stay alive. None of them dared accompany me back to Tama, which is an eerie ghost town, doors hanging off hinges and pots and sandals strewn about. The only inhabitants I saw in Tama were camels, which are now using the village as a pasture -- and which the villagers say belong to the janjaweed. On the road back, I saw a group of six janjaweed, one displaying his rifle. Darfur is just the latest chapter in a sorry history of repeated inaction in the face of genocide, from that of Armenians, through the Holocaust, to the slaughter of Cambodians, Bosnians and Rwandans. If we had acted more resolutely last year, then Zahra would probably still be alive. Attacks on villages like Tama occur regularly. Over the last week, one tribe called the Falata, backed and armed by the Sudanese government, has burned villages belonging to the Masalit tribe south of here. Dozens of bodies are said to be lying unclaimed on the ground. President Bush, where are you? You emphasize your willingness to speak bluntly about evil, but you barely let the word Darfur pass your lips. The central lesson of the history of genocide is that the essential starting point of any response is to bellow moral outrage -- but instead, Mr. President, you're whispering. In a later column, I'll talk more specifically about actions we should take, and it's true that this is a complex mess without easy solutions. But for starters we need a dose of moral clarity. For all the myriad complexities of Darfur, what history will remember is that this is where little girls were bashed to death in front of their parents because of their tribe -- and because the world couldn't be bothered to notice. Read

From Chaos to Order and Back Again.

2005-11-20T20:39:00.000-05:00

The weekends are slow in the blogesphere, which is why I took most of it off. I hope no one minded. :) Do not count me in as one of the ecstatic faux kewl people going on about the return of "The Cube". I really don't care and didn't miss it a bit. The only good thing I have to say about it is that it came back clean. Germo-phobe that I am this made my day. I love that I can come home late - after a long day of classes and vague wanderings on the streets of the city - rest for a couple of hours ,eat, scroll around the computer and then voila it's midnight..... the night has just begun. It was pretty dark in the haven for below the street people, the happy hour started at 12:30 AM; the food was free and they didn't break your arm if you didn't purchase a drink. Friday night they had added free sushi/sashimi, most of the people were diving into the free dead bird wings with hot sauce so I did not feel like a common criminal taking three helpings of the fishy stuff. I am running still so I need the fuel. Dead fish indeed, but only recently dead fish; at least I hope...that is what they tell me. I believe them because I am starving, going to eat it anyway, and I want to believe that what I put into my mouth is not long dead (only the newly dead for me). I am; after all, not a hyena. I was wearing black boots, but they were not shiny. I don't know why this came to mind except that the women sitting next to me in the bar had black boots on as well only they sparkled, and when the light caught them they shimmered and startled me. I pointed the shininess of the boots out to one of the people I was with and mentioned that I wished my boots were shiny.( you say stupid stuff like that late at night in bars ) He said " you're not a shiny person your boots should be muted". I found this strange and wanted to ask if I was a subtle , shattery person but didn't want to go there so I shoved some raw tuna in my mouth to prevent that very question. It was my third piece and it sort of stuck there for a time before taking it's turn down the great esopageal slide, and for a moment death by sashimi ran past a few brain cells and was gone. I must have still looked like I had the shiny boot question on my mind because he said," look at it this way some people have to add the shine and some people don't". Who knows what he really meant but I choose to take it well and move on; Saturday morning at almost two is not the time for pensive pouting or compliment fishing. Also taking into consideration that the woman with the shimmering, glistening boots of black was starting to talk of recherche things and I knew it was time to move on. News and such brings disappointment and attacks of rapid breathing and finger twisting: Bless John Murtha: Fuck the Republicans in Congress for playing a nasty little political game. This is not a game of chess as much as you all seem to think it is. I know that supposedly we are going from chaos to order, but looking at it all I think they may have been right the first time, and we are truly paradise corrupted by sin and the world we know may someday disappear, eaten away by entropy. If in the flight toward order destruction occurs, and if we are flying toward order.... is any destruction preventable? Is the destruction of men by other men forgivable ,and just part of the flight toward an ordered universe? The hopes that the world may someday free itself from savagery, that the picking order will be less likely to provoke homicidal, genocidal and tyranical tendencies are fading. Will there ever be cultures "competing without carnage"? From chaos to order from order to chaos you tell me? My Play list for the night: Sexual Healing - Ben Harper Sexual Healing - Marvin Gaye Sexual Healing - bunch of friends Bell and Sebastian - Still in Love Elvis Costello - Accidents Will Happen Three tenors - Rigoletto Act Three- La Donna E Mobile Wooden Heart - Tom Petty Refugee - Tom Petty I Hope That I get Old Before I Die - They Might be Giants Diamonds and Rust - Joan Baez Tell Me So - Bikini Kill It Ain't Me Babe- Bob Dylan A Night Like This � The Cure This week ends early and I am not sure how much I will be around. Could be quite a bit could be not at all. The answer eludes me at this moment. Family and friends will congregate to commence a six week tradtion of sloth, gluttony, and consumerism that will not end until the New Year slaps us down. This I despise while still loving the sloths, gluttons and the consumers of which sadly... I am one.

The Real Pornography

2005-11-18T00:25:00.000-05:00

Fifteen seconds of your time, maybe a minute if you�re not real bright, but I know you are all pretty smart or you wouldn't be reading my blog. African Action Compose a postcard it's the least you can do. Talking about pornography: The genocide in the Sudan is the real pornography . A simple editorial not so didactic as to put you to sleep so maybe it will hold your attention for the brief read. Google Darfur: It's all there. Join the thousands in action to make it millions in action against Darfur. Check your school, your town , your state, call your legislators and your ( yeah unfortunately mine too) president.

Thursday Morning Sidewalk

2005-11-17T10:39:00.000-05:00

Sad isn't it that three hours can be devoted to country music stars patting themselves on the back for some pretty paltry music yet only an hour can be devoted to honoring a legend; not to mention honoring him with some pretty pernicious renderings of his music. The show opener Folsom Prison Blues, performed by some country singer I am not familiar with,( I don't particularly care for the genre of music anyway so I just don't follow all the boys in cowboy hats), was so insipid that I pretty much knew immediately that the show was a bust and a waste of one hour of my weekly two hours of allotted tevoed television time. Sitting through a total wreck of I Walk the Line performed by Kid Rock, ( yes fool I put your picture away before you even happened), and one of the last of that eras great pedophiles Jerry Lee Lewis ( the main pedophile of the era being Elvis of course) was almost too much for my delicate constitution. Only Sunday Morning Sidewalk would have been tolerable but only had Chris Christopherson left the Foo-lish Fighters at home.Sheryl Crow...what the heck was that? One more thing: Bono get the hell out of my Johnny Cash. I do not care how many songs you recorded with him. I swear that Bono has now found what he is looking for and is going to end up being the next President of this country regardless off his base citizenship; he manages to show up, at the very least via satellite, for every event put over the air waves over the last two years. All in all a great waste of time and time is precious. Anyone notice that Dwight Yokum looks like some kid of unidentifiable rodent? That�s it; hopefully I�ll get to post before the weekend. I had a great time at Dougs yesterday despite the fact that he left for a meeting on what was to be my "special day". I would have thought he would have stayed home all day to run such a prestigious event but nooooooo. I would also like to apologize to my very dear friend, the one who actually recorded this show for me while I was in class last evening, I didn't really mean to blame you because the show was so bad.......of course I knew it wasn't your fault but the travesty was so great I just has to blame someone.......... I'll make it up to you I promise.... and I'll pay for the window.

Addendum: I just got in and saw this: COURTING DESTINY�BULL'S EYE

Check it out, for all of us who read Pia and for those who don't and should.

"I'm flesh and blood, but not human. I haven't been human for two hundred years."

2005-11-15T02:32:00.000-05:00

A reminder of my position as celebrity guest poster at Waking Ambrose on Wednesday; I couldn't say no as Doug, on his quest for cynical interpretations of words,is as insidious and persistent as the Vampire Lestat was in his quest for aristocratic blood to feed his immortality. Seriously though you should all check it out despite me as it helps the brain cells multiply. On a scale of one to a hundred my brain was a forty-five prior to reading and participating in Waking Ambrose; I now boast a cool seventy-five and hope for eighty by the holiday. Also a quick sad ;( note to say goodbye to MJ over at Political Notio: He is cool in his entire political-ness; however, the incognito blog life ends for MJ. I will miss him but wish him the best in his new secret life as an escort extraordinaire working out of the Trump Tower. ;)
Vampires pretending to be humans, pretending to be vampires. How avant-garde!
I thank the commenter Miz Bohemia for calling me eccentric, nuts, and out- there; I have been called nothing better this week. I�m surely going to check her out tomorrow after I trek my ass to class being held off campus due to graduate student strike.This could mean sitting around in professor�s apartment all day drinking wine; sadly it doesn't mean that, but it could... in another life, in another city ....... perhaps Paris��.. no wait not Paris........Paris is burning. Serves them right I say. I digress. Absurdity Jam I posted so you must to read it. Also Wombat needs some suggestions as to how to format the site so go help him out I am not a site format kind of girl and am as useless in regard to that stuff as I am at being the good girlfriend.
Claudia , you have been a very bad girl.
I have no deep philosophical musings at this time. Well actually I do but as it is almost three and I try to get to bed before three, and I still have some vague conceptualized pictures to take care of as well and an essay of sorts to rewrite; I will leave you with some thoughts from the hotter vampire; the one from France ...go figure.
The world changes, we do not, there lies the irony that finally kills us.

Wild Nights are Calling.

2005-11-12T19:38:00.000-05:00

Ran five miles today. Going to a hookah bar later to celebrate running five miles. ( Wheeze, Wheeze, Wheeze.) I also should be congratulated on removing Smitfraud - C from my computer. That thing was a total bitch to get rid of. Email from the person who asked me if I was a virgin, referencing the post below.. I don't get your post
did you answer the question
YO

what a yo yo. I also evidently offended someone . So Sorry. (Laugh Out Loud) Go wish Doug at Waking Ambrose a Happy Birthday. He's agreed to be my fake older boyfriend. Well he hasn't agreed yet he has to ask his mother but I think she'll come around. He is a Scorpio which explains quite a lot. Wombat, if you happen by here later tonight, I didn't get anything written for Absurdity Jam so don't step on me or anything but you are writing some kick ass stuff so keep it up; my parents coming into town yesterday sort of messed up my delicate time frame of events. When that happens it is like cracking a mirror , the splinters fall on the ground and it takes awhile for me to find them all and sweep them away. I�m lucky if I don't get a few of them lodged in my feet.

Addendum late Sunday night or early Monday morning: Wombat was going to fire me so I had to post something.

It may seem obvious that the blood of creativity has been drained from my ,very easy to draw from, veins. Don't worry it will return soon.

And everything looks so complete, When you're walking out on the street And the wind it catches your feet, And sends you flying, crying Oooh, oo-ooh wee The wild night is calling

I Fell in to a Burning Ring of Fire

2005-11-11T12:13:00.000-05:00

My apathy is growing; it surrounds me like those dead skin cells in the bath tub and at this point in time snowboarding around the world for a year is a tempting consideration. The thought of doing this comes and goes, these days, on a daily basis. I met two wild hot boarders the summer after my freshman year of college. I met them in Chile where I was spending a few weeks of the summer; I boarded a few times in the Andes and happened to come across them. They were starting a year long boarding trip around the world before completing their senior year of college; this sounded good to me then and sounds better to me now. I have spoken with them several times over the last few months as their trip ended this past summer back in the Andes and I was originally planning to meet them back there last summer, but circumstances prevented that from happening. I can think of nothing better right now than to take a year off and to do the same. I'm torn, weak little parchment that I am. I don't want to tear, but the fountain pen keeps writing stay and get it over with it will be for the best while the black round felt tip spells get out of here you could be dead tomorrow. Meh. Woke up to the nastiest tasting mouth anyone could ever imagine. You all wanted to know that didn't you? I spend a fair amount of my time at an apartment that does not belong to me; there are reasons for this but we won't go there. I do spend some time in my dorm; however, sadly there is not a whole lot of food there in the middle of the night. Last night there was a box of Triscuits and a red onion. I was starving so...yes, I ate Triscuits topped with red onion. It�s really good - believe me - until you wake up and despite fifteen brushings of the teeth and flossings, and a half a gallon of mouthwash, ( the non burning whole family gathers around begging for it kind), your mouth tastes like a garbage pale without the advantage of having had drunk a pitcher of gin. Is there an award for the worst catalogue writing?

Some guys like to quantify things; horsepower, golf scores, hot peppers eaten in one sitting, so don't tell him his new cashmere is made from the soft underbellies of pampered Inner Mongolian goats.Tell him it's four goat cashmere; it takes the fleece of four goats to make just one sweater.

It's not just soft underbellies from inner mongolian goats babes it FOUR GOAT CASHMERE..... Absurdity Jam: Check it out. Wombat in charge of a group of miscreants, myself included. ahhh EMAIL BAG: Haven't done this in awhile.

Have you ever been in love and are you are Virgin? Can't figure it out from you posts.

Are people supposed to be able to figure that out from my blog ? Without question that question won't get answered here, that is not what this blog is for. ( SHE SAYS INDIGNANTLY)

Love is a burning thing and it makes a fiery ring bound by wild desire I fell in to a ring of fire... I fell in to a burning ring of fire I went down,down,down and the flames went higher. And it burns,burns,burns the ring of fire the ring of fire. The taste of love is sweet when hearts like our's meet I fell for you like a child oh, but the fire went wild.. I fell in to a burning ring of fire.....

ah seventeen ........to be young again. Given up on skinny geeks in pink and heading toward the Man in Black......

I Walk the Line

2005-11-09T11:59:00.000-05:00

Have a good day I'm going out to Play. I keep a close watch on this ~~heart~~ pocketbook of mine I keep my ~~eyes~~ pocketbook wide open all the time I keep the ends out for the tie that binds Because you're mine, I walk the line Not before I forget- Nice going Dover The beginning of the end of the madness perhaps?

Anything too Stupid to be Said is sung Blogged.

2005-11-08T12:30:00.000-05:00

New Rules: Everyone must post less so I can catch up. I am finding it extremely annoying that blogs that usually posted only once or twice a week, or less, are now posting almost daily. How does one keep up? I could use a nice hot bath, but am having an episode of sulkiness as well as pure laziness and don't feel like moving. I'd have to take a shower first anyway and that involves more time than I have right now. Yes, I'm" the girl who has to take a shower before she takes a bath"; I do this in order to get all the germs and dead skin off. I find shudder-some the thought of sitting around in a tub of water full of rejected and very dead skin cells. You are recoiling slightly in horror and thinking to yourselves, "she may have more problems than I thought�; You�d be wrong and if you�re not taking a shower before you take a bath you are the one with the problem. It just takes more time is all. Taking out my news links. I have too many links and they annoy me and I figure that no one is going to come here to click on links to the news; I don't. How many people do you know that read blogs actually click on the links to the Times or the Post or even the SFC? Right � no one. I think people are smart enough to find their own news and then repost it in their blogs as something they actually made up themselves. I think I can get a drift as to if someone is a crazy liberal or Hilter-esque neo- con or a gay interior decorator just by reading their blogs they don't have to prove it to me by their news choices.They will be gone when I feel like facing the the horrific mess that is my template. I think I will announce it when I add a link and take one off. I think of it as motivation for everyone to treat me well. (like a princess of darkness) No one wants to be the kid kicked out of class now do they? Welcome Girl on the Blog to my Blogroll and say goodbye to Killing the Buddha - they are just not doing it for me any longer. Sacre Bleu!! Coup d�etat potential n'est-ce pas? Quelle horreur! Vive la France! It's the untrimmed pubic hair. Et voil�!

Anyone who has the power to make you believe absurdities has the power to make you commit injustices. VOLTAIRE

I'm at Loss for a Title so I'm Going with Michael Phelps Pubic Hair

2005-11-05T12:33:00.000-05:00

Here's the deal: No matter what anyone says when Roe v Wade is overturned it is not going to hurt me or anyone at any college in this country. It is not going to affect the daughter ( or wife for that matter) of any rich Congressman or Senator. It will solely affect females in red states who have no education, no means to travel to a blue state to get an abortion, the women whose husband beats her and feels that pregnant and barefoot is the way to go and the girl who has no hope of a college education as she knows nothing other than having babies and no one has told her differently or helped her further her education in any way. This will perpetuate the poverty and ignorance down thru infinity, but whatever..... go for it idiots. That's all I have to say �. Well, that and thinking that only a small percentage of homosexuals are actually true homosexuals and unchangeable is just plain weird, but go ahead defend him with your life. He�s smart enough and certainly fifteen to a hundred steps above the otherone. Do not for any reason tell me he is not an ideologue because I don�t believe you. Remember to check out my rental person Jay on the left there, he�s hot. I made apple pies with friends last evening, we�ll discus this later. Oh speaking of fools check out Fool�s Gold. If you always wanted to ask Dear Abbey a question but the nasty hair-do really turned you off go ask the Fool. Seriously do it as only a fool would link me to his fool blog but not to his more serious Bread and Circus site and he needs some better questions so go lay it on him. I have been pondering all of my serious life issues trying to decide which ones to submit to him myself; the list is long so it�s taking awhile. Sorry, no skinny geeky guy lyrics today, I'm going to enjoy the weather and study my ass off. forgive me the title but as I'm still getting searches for Michaels Phelps pubic hair I thought I'd do with it today.

Digging Through Ditches and Falling to Rust, Taking Me as Far as a Rental Car Will Go.

2005-11-03T22:48:00.000-05:00

I have nothing to say so I think you should all just read my old stuff. It's the shit. I know what you are thinking but keep it to yourself so as not to hurt my feelings. I'm a Rental Car being used for a short time. I'm sure the tank will come back empty and I will have a little more wear but whatever. I have rented my blog to Jay at One Way or Another; he is a better man than I as he willingly has rented his blog to someone of the R persuasion; this I think is very ~~treasonable~~ reasonable of him. Go check him out he is quite funny, seems intelligent, and does not post pictures of naked women. ( when I sent him ten dead drop dead gorgeous nude photos of myself he sent them back with a recording of Go Away Little Girl) We have been trying to get him to post naked pictures of himself for some time but so far he isn�t cooperating. He also does not pontificate like some people - ( Alice-in-Wonderland-or-Not)- so do not be afraid. Check him out on the left, at the top of the my "blogs I read" links. What they're thinking: As I lay dying, so to speak, Mike Brown was playing Queer Eye. What's the world coming to? No real notes for today as I am kind of busy but I do want to mention that Nordstrom�s is so 1989. Commercial: I will be the celebrity Wednesday poster at Doug�s Place Waking Ambrose in a couple of weeks. You will get more commercials as to this in the future. I am very busy with my internet seminar schedule but as he is a friend I squeezed him in. title: lyrics from Rental Car - Beck

Nigtmare on Union Square or The L L Bean Giant Dream Strikes Again

2005-11-01T23:28:00.000-05:00

I saw myself in fuzzy, inexpensive but warm, well made wool clog slippers. I was on the porch of a wide open farmhouse, presumably in Vermont, sipping tea. I was even wearing the typical plaid flannel shirt with the turtleneck underneath; my jeans were lined with warm plaid flannel as well. I wasn�t dragging in buckets of maple sugar but the aura was that it was a serious possibility. I was the quintessential L.L. Beaner, stuffing my grandchildren with wholesome oatmeal and raisin cookies while reading to them from Dickens, and Ogden Nash as I sat remembering how I had loved Ogden Nash when young, and had even named one of my first online journals I�m a Stranger Here Myself as a simple schoolgirl tribute. A golden retriever lay at my feet and my arthritic knees were kept warm by an old wool batik throw which I cherished for it origins, and for the fact that it was given to me by my first Indonesian lover, a lover from my time of freedom and absolute uncertainty. My papers of note, the work that had brought me my notoriety, were piled carelessly on the old kitchen desk covering the desk�s glorious patina, and taking away the desks ability to be seen, oh'ed and ah'ed over and objectively valued by the farmhouse guests for it's age. These papers were thrown carelessly without regard; as if they were nowhere near as important as in the reality of my heart and soul they were. It was as if my life in Vermont as a grandmother, master of dogs, and tender of the foliage were all that was important. There was; however, no feeling of serenity. It was a nightmare. Anyway I�m awake now, and have to go study, not that there will be anything to study as the fine institution I attend will be experiencing some strikage soon, but we won�t discuss my life of hard knocks here. In regard to the new Supreme Court Nominee all I can say is... Jesus. Now I never use his name in vain even though I don't think of him as the son of anyone but Mary, but I fear for us in this case. Should we have let the ~~stupid~~ not so bright evangelical in? No, of course not but let us not let this one in without a fight please. Seriously I have to digest all the ramifications of the new supreme court nominee and tend to an abrasion I obtained while parading around the village , not as the village idiot as some might presume but as a plain old box; slutty widows best not venture into the village at night for the same reason Red Sox fans shouldn�t. Need I say more? I was a slutty box though if that makes you feel better.

For My Monster From His Slab Began to Rise, and Suddenly to My Surprise

2005-10-30T18:27:00.000-05:00

It will be a come play with us, we see dead people, dirty pillows kind of night; so terrifying to think that evil could be standing right next to you or even be you. You pray you are not evil or that if you are others won�t be able to tell. The Village Parade preparations begin.

There are three things I have learned never to discuss with people: religion, politics, and the Great Pumpkin.

Linus The Great Pumpkin is only my second favorite Peanuts movie; it is either a great pumpkin tale in which one can make fun of people who believe in things that are not so, or it is one of the greatest acts of sophistry of all time; not that it takes much with five year olds. I do not believe in the Great Pumpkin; I have heard rumors being spread that would indicate otherwise, and I want to set the record straight. I will neither confirm nor deny that I , one Halloween eve when much younger, claimed to have witnessed the coming of the Great Pumpkin. We all did things when very young that we don�t lay claim to, and as perfect as I am I am no exception; that is as it should be as perfection is boring and life without fantasy is just life. I do apologize to all my friends for misleading them in that regard but please... to claim that you have been damaged for life due to this fact is pure histrionic exaggeration. ( that may or may not make sense but go with me here) I blame the likes of Dr Phil and Fox News for this type of thinking, but face it most of you were crazy long before I met you. The pressure, (in those days), to believe in the Great Pumpkin was often more than I could stand, so throwing out a simple yea �he came to me too� was not really much of a stretch and didn't even seem like a lie really. I didn�t even start it; it was that really pale vampire toothed kid with the dark purplish eyes who started it. I couldn�t help going a little further as I tend to lean toward descriptive speech and wanted everyone to know that if I saw the Great Pumpkin it was surely large, not quite round with long brown eyelashes, wearing a pair of brown Doc Martens and of the most vivid orange one could ever imagine. I knew I would get you with the fact that he passed out Nintendo games to his favorite kids. You would believe anything if it involved those stupid video games. Is it my fault you all bought every aspect of the deception except the gender? I don�t think so. I still don�t understand how you could believe there was a big magic pumpkin that came every Halloween but wouldn�t believe the pumpkin was a pumpkiness. My mission is solely to inform you that , despite some suggestion to the contrary, there is no Great Pumpkin or Great Pumpkin designer in the sky. The Great Pumpkin debate is finished as it is not a legitimate assertion and not worthy of further discussion. Face it if there were really a Great Pumpkin no one would have to say, as did poor Charlie Brown, I got a rock besides that because of the mess we have made of the pumpkin patch - To quote Linus again - You'll be sorry if he comes!

Murder, Mundane and Intentionally Simple for Witch Weekend

2005-10-28T22:54:00.000-04:00

I will be here eventually to post something intentionally mundane so as not to tax everyone's squishy gray/grey matter prior to the weekend. In the meantime study up on THE GREAT PUMPKIN; there will be a quiz. For now I must help with the design and construction of a slutty widow costume as I am attending an event requiring me to present myself to the world as such. I was assigned this mission I did not choose it. I do take my assignment seriously and will carry it out to the best of my abilty. Murder in the Catskills after an episode of the sicks will be a test of my inner strength, but the genes of fortitude run in my family and the blood of Moll Flanders curses through my veins; all is good.

Without a Title but Not Without a Bra

2005-10-26T13:06:00.000-04:00

I am the best judge of not so many things. I am lost in a maze of books, papers, pics and pixels; it is fuzzy as to where I go from here. I�m drinking blueberry juice to keep my brain on fire but it�s not working; my brain is soggy like an old log saturated by record rainfall. The moss is beginning to grow inside of it and that damn moss is hard to get rid of; I fear that mushrooms are the next logical step. I can still pick out a good pair of spider like scissors though so all is not lost. I think I'm going to rent my blog just for fun. I'm bored, the weather is coming and going and I have too much to do. I�m quite ill today and in a self imposed confinement of sorts. I�m doing this(blog), of course, instead of sleeping, and in between reading and trying to write regular old "have to" stuff. This is like a cigarette break I guess only less deadly. Gawd Damn will they indict someone already; such an inefficient bureaucracy. I would have had it finished by at least yesterday. I have a blog at wordpress it already has a name because when it was given to me I had to name it, so I named it idego; I�m not sure what to do with it if anything. I think you can get word press blogs for free but if anyone wants one I have two invites; email me and I�ll send you one. The templates are clean and simple, you can�t play with the templates but the linkage is easy.I also found that this girl, CAZ, has some great templates to use and to play with for blogger; they are clean and aesthetically pleasing. It is of course true, but only trivially so, that New York is full of cold hearted people doing their business wrapped up in the rush of the day , the kill , the money, and the scene, mindless of others; I don�t find this to be so. I�ve had many offers of soupage and sponge baths and surely one would not find such offers in a cold hearted city.I will slither delicately in between some six hundred thread count Egyptians, ( a gift from the other grand mere) ,at this time and prepare my mind and body for an attempt at attending my class of the dark time. The Coalition for Darfur post follows: Continue reading please. My selfish enemy Still has the best of me Empty and feeling numb Wish I could take it away I can�t control the need To weak to not concede Wish I was deaf and dumb Wish I could fake it Seether click link below or continue reading. Looming Catastrophe: In the last few weeks, there have been a series of warning signs that the situation in Darfur, already horrific, is rapidly deteriorating. Two weeks ago, Juan Mendez, the UN's Special Adviser on the Prevention of Genocide, returned from Darfur and warned that the situation was worsening, stating frankly that "the situation much more dangerous and worrisome than I expected it to be." Shortly thereafter, the UN declared that, due to insecurity, large portions of the region were deemed "no go" areas, which in turn cut off aid access to at least 650,000 people. The UN also evacuated all non-essential personel from West Darfur. All the while, attacks on the displaced continued and seven AU monitors were killed in an ambush. Not long after that, the New York Times reported that the Janjaweed militias, equipped and supported by the Sudanese government, were acting with complete impunity and were "now emboldened enough to turn their guns on the government." That was followed by a frantic statement from Antonio Guterres, the UN's High Commissioner for Refugees, that "everything is getting out of control" and that the international community had just weeks to attempt to restore order in Darfur or risk "a very serious degeneration of the situation." That, in turn, was followed by a report that "more than 100,000 people are now believed to have died in the Darfur region of Sudan since the United Nations Security Council set a 30-day deadline last year for the Khartoum regime to begin to resolve the crisis in the area." That is on top of the several hundred thousand who had died prior to UN-issued deadline. Amid all of this, and mostly ignored by the press, former Secretary of State Colin Powell told an audience that the world had failed to "fully face" the genocide in Darfur. That is something of an understatement, but considering that it was Powell himself who first declared that what was happening in Darfur was indeed genocide - more than one year ago - it is certainly worth noting. One year ago, the world knew it was genocide and did nothing. One year later, UN officials are warning that "everything is getting out of control" and that Darfur risks descending into utter anarchy, bringing with it an untold loss of life ... and still the world does nothing. Philippe Gaillard was head of the International Committee of the Red Cross mission in Rwanda during the 1994 genocide - and though the following quote refers to international community's failure to respond to the atrocities in Rwanda, it could just as well apply to the failure to respond to Darfur

In such circumstances, if you don't at least speak out clearly, you are participating in the genocide. If you just shut up when you see what you see -- morally, ethically you cannot shut up. It's a responsibility to speak out. It did not change anything, and it �[did not] move the international community. I just can say that they cannot tell us or tell me that they didn't know. They were told every day what was happening there. So don't come back to me and tell me, "Sorry, we didn't know." No. Everybody knew.

Rosa Parks: It Has All Been Said - So Let Us Ponder.

2005-10-25T12:06:00.000-04:00

Rosa Parks: There is nothing to say that hasn't been said. To be courageous enough, to respect oneself enough to stand up and say I don't deserve this, we don't deserve this To unknowingly( or not) start a movement which would, at least, be the beginning of the end. To be willing to �go there� despite the risks That is courage And let us not forget that she did this intentionally and with purpose. It did not just happen. She is a hero.

I oppose the Miers nomination

2005-10-23T21:33:00.000-04:00

I oppose the Miers nomination. My argument is fairly simple. I have not, tax paying citizen that I am, seen any information passed along or been able to find any information in my research that would indicate to me that she has the brilliance of mind that I feel someone nominated for the supreme court should have. Simply put it is the if you only had a brain syndrome. Roberts, whom I also opposed, did have evidence of such a mind presented to me. The fact that Roe v Wade will certainly be overturned is a secondary reason, and that dear people will be most harmful to the women at the lower end of the economic spectrum. I've discussed this on more appropriate forums so that will not be discussed here. I am justified as cronyism is one thing but a crony without a brain is unforgivable. It�s the United States Supreme Court for goodness sake. Present me with some information to establish her as smart enough to do the job and I might reconsider. I doubt it due to her apparent basic ideology but if there is evidence that jusitifes her nomination I would like to see it. The Truth Laid Bear - A blog survey so to speak. State your case on your blog.

We Are Nowhere and It's Now

2005-10-22T01:36:00.000-04:00

The near orgasmic way some guys are discussing the return of hockey has given me the creeps. News summary for the week: No child left behind - Not No Bling - No Biggy Miers- Outta here. Please start handing out those indictments now.

She has given in to the gray days of now; the gray blends in better with the buildings in her city so it's as it should be. She is a gray girl anyway, and that's not bad. She used to think that it would be nice to be a red/green or a yellow/ orange girl, but she didn't have the disposition for it so gave in and remained the gray girl. The gray girl knows that reason and rationality are culturally dependent but worries, as her own cultural relativity has become a cultural surreal relativity ; therefore she vows not to read the New York Times for at least a week.

If you hate the taste of wine Why do you drink it till you're blind? I've got no plans in too much time I feel too restless to unwind I'm always lost in thought as I walk a block To my favorite neon sign bright eyes

You Are a Child of the Universe

2005-10-19T23:16:00.000-04:00

One Word: Midterms. You may wonder why I am out doing the streets, going to concerts and in general smacking off when I have things such as mid-terms. You may call me lazy girl; I often call myself that so you may as well. It is worth it to note; however, that I am totally ensconced in work most of the time, and this year I promised myself that I would not leave the entire world behind, and I have been fairly successful at this not leaving the world behind thing so far this year. I do get stomach aches when I know I have work that is not done, this is some curse of my family, my brother missed this curse but I think everyone else in my family, branching out in both directions, qualify for it. I am ignoring the stomach aches of guilt and going out anyway and it seems to be working well. Little men in my mind say congratulations you have crossed that divide, that invisible crack that has kept you prisoner these last two years ; be careful though as when that crack becomes a canyon you will not be able to get back. Little men in my mind So helpful at times; always keeping me straight. email: I read all those blogs you link to I read your comments on those people blogs Your comments are tainted with sexuality
If you feel my comments in your blog are tainted with sexuality raise your hand. Before we get to the hand raising I want to make it clear that this ---> ;) is not a sexual expression. Breath in�� Avoid loud and aggressive persons they are vexatious to the spirit. Breath out�� Several people (I won't name those of you who emailed me with this particular question so as not to embarrass you) did not understand the post preceding the last one and thought it meant that my comments were gone for good. No Fear the comments are here. I am a comment whore in both directions even though my comments are not tainted with sexuality. Comments Have Returned to Wonderland or Not title and italized words from the Desiderata.

Be More Than a Witness, or Rainy Days and Mondays Always Get Me Down

2005-10-17T18:39:00.000-04:00

Tomorrow, October 18 , please join thousands around the country in a National Call-In Day for Darfur coordinated by the Genocide Intervention Fund , the Save Darfur coalition, and the Friends Committee on National Legislation. Last year, Congress and the Bush administration declared that genocide was underway in the western Darfur region of Sudan. Today, even amidst reports of spiraling violence, Congress has failed to take action to address the ongoing crisis. In recent weeks, attacks against civilians in camps, humanitarian workers, and most recently, African Union (AU) peacekeepers, have prompted the AU Peace and Security Council to call on the UN Security Council to address the deteriorating security situation in Darfur. Members of Congress need to hear from constituents that there is strong public support for promoting peace and accountability in Darfur. Please take a moment tomorrow to call your senators and representative and ask them to support the Darfur Peace and Accountability Act� an important piece of legislation that outlines necessary next steps toward ending the violence in Darfur. Information on contacting your members of Congress and a sample script to help you make the calls is included below. Please pass this message on to others to multiply our message. Thank you for your willingness to take action and for your continued commitment to saving lives in Darfur. Thank you for your support, Brian Komar, American Progress Action Fund, for the entire Be A Witness team -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thank you for joining the National Call-In Day for Darfur! To call your senators and representative: Contact the Capitol switchboard at 202-224-3121 and provide your zip code or ask for your member of Congress by name. You'll be transferred to the member's office. Look up your members of Congress Check if your members of Congress are cosponsors of the Darfur Peace and Accountability Act What to say when you call: Below are two basic scripts to use on the phone. Version 1 is a bit more complex but is likely to be a bit more effective. If you don't have the time or feel uncomfortable with version 1, feel free to use version 2. Whether you use one of these or just talk to the offices in your own words, the important thing is letting your elected representatives know that you care about Darfur and that you expect them to do something about it. Version 1 Hi, this is ___ calling from ___. I'd like to know if Congressman/Congresswoman/Senator ___ is a cosponsor of the Darfur Peace and Accountability Act (H.R. 3127 in the House of Representatives; S. 1462 in the Senate). If yes: That's great. I would appreciate a written response on what he/she is doing to make sure that this bill gets a vote before Congress adjourns this year. This is just too important to leave undone. And thank you for your time. If no or not sure: I've heard that this is the only bill with a real chance of passing this year, and that it has bipartisan support. As a constituent, I urge Congressman/Congresswoman/Senator ___ to cosponsor the Darfur Peace and Accountability Act. Can you send me a letter letting me know if he/she will become a cosponsor? This bill is just too important to leave undone. Thank you for your time. Version 2 Hi, this is ___ calling from ___. I would like to let the Congressman/Congresswoman/Senator know that I support the Darfur Peace and Accountability Act (H.R. 3127 in the House of Representatives; S. 1462 in the Senate) and hope that he/she will too. If possible, I'd like a written response letting me know his/her position. Thanks. Talkin' to myself and feelin' old Sometimes I'd like to quit Nothing ever seems to fit Hangin' around Nothing to do but frown Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down. Comments Will Return Next Time. ;)

PLEASE DON'T TELL HER

2005-10-16T01:10:00.000-04:00

Gave my regards this afternoon; Avenue Q was much better than I thought it would be I went with two out of town friends as I ended up with some tickets another friend could not use. Nice seats. My friend loaned me his apartment to entertain in this weekend; I definitely have to get out of the dorm this is sooo much better. His place his huge and now I am actually cooking something; frozen things but at least there is an oven. Mraz tomorrow evening. It is time to put away the sandals which is sad as I love to look at my toes as everyone knows, but not wanting blue toes I think socks and shoes may be in order from here on out. Real bathrooms are so nice. I�m in bathrooms dreamland.

YOUR FEELING STRESSED. YOU HAVEN'T MADE YOUR DAILY BLOG COMMENT ROUNDS YET - late again due to that "real life" you have huh? YOUR TIRED - suck it up dude YOUR HEAD ACHES - not aspirin the other thing.....Excedrin..that's it...take three.... YOU DON'T WANT TO FUCK WITH IT- go ahead be a proper sport, she always comments in your blog you must be polite. OH GOD, NO - he hasn't been around lately asshole in case you haven't noticed. THAT BLOG ENTRY ACTUALLY SUCKED - duh, it's a blog baby cakes not a Pulitzer Prize consideration. DO I HAVE TO TELL HER IT IS WAS GOOD - no just post some non descript little thing it doesn't matter she is so dumb she will think it significant; if not her vanity will shield her from the hard cold facts. HA HA - what THANK GOD SHE TURNED OFF THE COMMENTS - She turned off her comment humm What? - nothing TELL ME,WHAT? - well she is probably sick of you too SICK OF ME?? - it's possible NAW -
yeah you're probably right( guffaw)
I hear she's kickin� ass across the board and rock two hundred thousand higher scorer - Just in time to save the world of being taken over. She's a warrior I couldn't play again because the game it never end it never even landed on the can and never let me in to spend my quarter. There's no love for me no more. Say it isn't so How she easily come, and she easy go Please don't tell her that I�ve been meaning to miss her. Because I don't. all purple again by Mraz for the last time this year I promise. VANITY, N. ------> That which keeps you coming back because you think I can�t survive out here without you, or is it that which keeps me posting knowing that you can�t live without me. Whatever. Imitation is the sincerest from of flattery; creative commons not withstanding. ;)

Word Cum Heaven

2005-10-14T12:43:00.000-04:00

Gotta go work on my dirty girl real life project, ( I gotta do real work sometime, or what we call in here laundry) but in the interim check out: Dougs post at Bring it On - awesomeness. Word Cum Heaven - Northern Way ( to norway on a bicycle) MoJo self at - California is a Recipe for a Black Hole. MoJo needs to be credited with, among other things, being my first link and the first thing I read made that me think "wow people actually do write real shit out here". so let your next choice be your best choice..... All Walks of life.... we come from different walks of life? What is that anyway? I think we are all on the same walkway it is just a really wide one, not everyone realizes this as yet; they will understand one day. Crazy people.

We are Magic He Said, but Don't Let It All Go To Your Head

2005-10-12T23:03:00.000-04:00

I will be very busy this next week with school, a visit from an old friend this weekend as well as a Jason Mraz concert. I am not a hypocrite as one can do both Interpol and Mraz in a month�s time and not be a traitor to the cause of real music. And you're going to get yours, my lady. Might even be today And it ain't no thing 'cause I'll be rolling right along with you-woo-woo Ah, to be sexually exhausted. I spend most of my free time studying in between little groupie excursions and a project here or there, not to mention my friends are of the mode in which friends don�t let friends blog sober, or drunk. I can�t post daily or even every couple of days right now; I can spam your blogs though so no concern there. I want to thank my roommate ; she does a damn good job doing the blog explosion thing for me. I am not sure why but last year I got her in the habit of scrolling through blogs on blog explosion for me and she did, often marking blogs that I would never even look at because our tastes in everything are really so different; she is a storm trooper though as while only dreaming of starting a blog herself she routinely reads mine and my links. I don't want her to do this any longer, but I fear I have created a monster; she scrolled - get this - one hundred blogs on blog explosion yesterday, to what end I have no idea; that is what friends are for I guess. Me thinks she may need to add another class to her schedule. One of my professors to me.

Crazy girl what are you doing?

Get off that damn computer and give me some love.

I'm posting a link to where you can get The Cranky Liberal's awesome video on the sidebar ( turn head left to see it ) take a look see. I looked at Crankys blog and pictures of his kid�s soccer team. It is interesting to see that some of these people are really human.Soccer- kids- keep em busy and in good physical shape when young, good idea. I played soccer here and in Australia when I was younger and up until junior year of high school when I dropped it and just ran cross country and track; my parents always felt kids should be busy and kept physically and mentally active as it helps them concentrate. As the kids get older the " keeping them busy" was more often than not a way to help keep them not so focused on things such as sex; it seemed universally thought among the yupper(yuppie) echelon that the more free time one had the more one was likely to engage in sex at an early age. I'm not so sure this is the case as if I had had more time in high school I would have probably slept but whatever. It worked well enough up a point I guess, but eventually that point of time comes; I think it important that one not be physically and emotionally exhausted in order that if they decided to loose the challenge their parents felt they needed to mount, that they can enjoy it. :) I was kidding about that quote being one of my professors, but things have been rather dry around here lately and I wanted to startle you all awake and respond in kind to an email I received about appearing to like older men. I do like older men, but if you're not linked here you're obviously not one of them. Flax seeds, well they tear me open And supposedly you could crawl right through me Taste these, teeth please And undress me from the sweaters Better hurry cause I'm heating Upward bound now, Oh, maybe I'll build my house on your cloud Here I'm tumbling for you Stumbling through the work that I have to do Don't mean to harm you I promise a wanna be dirty girl post before I take off into the oblivion which is my life of choice, or my choice of life or whatever. Doug: I am still intimidated by you, and the fact that guest poster this week had to post three words in "show off" fashion leads me to believe my effort would be totally inadequate. ;) Pia did an interview at Bring it On which makes me think we should all interview everyone on these blogs with the only stipulation being that we can ask whatever we want. We appear to feel deeply saddened and full of social responsibilty for, and about the deaths from the earthquake, as we did about the deaths and destruction from the hurricane; we rush to aid, and feel a gut reaction inside everytime a new disaster strikes. What perplexes me, if that is the word I'd like a word more vitriolic in nature but can't come up with one right now, is that people can feel strongly and want to rush to the aid of some victims and not others - when one thousand die we gasp - when forty thousand perish we gasp louder and in horror and run to help. What happens when generations are destroyed? Nothing. What is it about the brain that can separate these humanitarian issues? A link to the Coalition for Darfur Post follows. I posted a link this time as you might want to look around the links in their side bar; I realize that showing off my boobs for cancer is certainly a nobel cause, even for one with exhibitionist tendancies, but in a land where AIDS, poverty, rape, and genocide are a daily occurance those tits mean nothing. You need to see it as well. Go to it. Katrina and Darfur. title and all purple people eater lyrics via J Mraz.

Mother Nature is a Bad Bad Girl

2005-10-10T12:48:00.000-04:00

Thirty Thousand Dead. Mother Nature is the real terrorist among us; she will present more destruction to the human race than even organized religion could hope for. http://www.doctorswithoutborders.org/ http://www.oxfamamerica.org/ http://www.oxfam.org.uk/what_you_can_do/give_to_oxfam/donate/asian_quake.htm Unicef http://www.unicef.org Kashmir International Relief Fund http://www.kirf.org Red Cross/ Red Crescent http://www.ifrc.org www.mercycorps.com http://www.savethechildren.org/ http://www.directrelief.org/ http://www.opusa.org/ http://www.irw.org/asiaquake/ This list is from the Daily Kos and it will be updated as they get more in. Real Charity is the willingness to be a an unrecognized philanthropist.

Because I Can.

2005-10-09T10:45:00.000-04:00

Mother Nature seems to be striking back in every direction these days. I�m with the Bush homie on this one; the whole world better take notice because that bitch is getting ready to expel us off of her eminent domain and it appears as if it will be sooner rather than later. Congratulations to the Discontent Malcontent for passing the bar. I�m sure there was never a doubt that anyone I link to is super bright and capable of great deception.

The Great Nontenured

Something to remember I guess when I apply for my position at U Cal Berkeley.

I have not been blown up yet and am not going to worry about it. Frankly, I can be murdered , bitten by rats, hit by a car, spit on by passing motorists and made to sit through the ramblings of ignorant, sociopathic and arrogant contemporaries any second of the day or night; I don't go around worrying about that all day either.

Sleep is good.

I may try it depsite the lateness of the day.

You Can't Get There From Here

2005-10-04T23:58:00.000-04:00

The gender genie has proclaimed me male in most of my writings. I'm not just male but overwhelmingly male in most cases. The only entries which were significantly female were the entries which were, more or less, in story form. This knowledge can be attributed to my roommate Deb;she seems to enjoy pillaging through my blog while hesitating to start her own. I believe the result is from deleting useless modifiers and not using the word mauve frequently enough. I have nothing. I am in a middle of a study rampage after being a useless groupie all weekend. I'm suspended in a week that is in need of melioration; it�s as if I were Rapunzel having been told not to cut her hair, and cutting it anyway discovers the after effects are chilling. Oggie was right: You can't get there from here. Still time to join the Bloggie Boob-Athon At the very least take a peek and make a donation.

Boob - A -Thon: gratuitous title.

2005-10-03T00:20:00.000-04:00

My computer is like a desk of old where I put all my letters and lock them up. My key is my password. I do not have to fold the letters and hide them in little nooks and crannies; I can store them in little theoretical folders. If the letters are hurtful or in anyway offensive I don't have to burn them; I just delete them to the black hole purgatory of cyberspace where the letters that have sinned must then remain until their cyberspace god deems them worthy or banishes them to cyberspace hell. The same place where Michelle Malkin and the Right Wing Nuthouse's stuff is going lately. My computer's like a desk of old. My password is the key The letters, true, I do not fold But they mean the same to me. It's extra nice, I must admit That I don't have to burn The acrid words that make me hurt To the D key I do turn. There is a black hole in cyberspace where all the ugliness goes; I am as sure of it as I am of Intelligent Design. ;) Random musings: I have heard that early on Pierre Bonnard painted his lover and future wife Marthe in various forms; as a child-women walking on sidewalks; in black stockings sexually spent on unmade beds. Later on it seems she was painted as a sexless plain and domestic fact. What becomes of life I say? Still time to join the bloggie boobathon. They take male precious bits as well so get out your camera and flick a few of your precious bits, your significant others precious bits. No precious bits under eighteen allowed. Takes three seconds. That acerbity comment on my last post was so not right Weird Bird. Interpol rocked; it was wise to choose a concert less than a mile from where I lay my head over a concert that requires train-age. I am nothing if not wise. Belief and social life in china anyone??? I thought not.

See the Living that Surrounds me, Dissipate Into a Violet place

2005-10-02T12:42:00.000-04:00

Awesome( crazy) night. I just got home not too long ago. I doubt I am going back to the second half of this festival today. I am feeling kind of ill, not due to anything that I did last night but maybe due to lack of sleep,( or maybe someone should have told me ahead of time not to eat that brain fruit) ,also another friend of mine has come up with sold out Interpol tickets for tonight and they are playing practically on my doorstep as opposed to in Brooklyn where the festival is . Interpol seems a more reasonable option as that would allow me to nap, not go back to Brooklyn, and basically go a very short way to see Interpol in a very small venue. Yup that's it I have made my decision. Beck is playing here this week at another venue and the violin man also has tickets for this so I can go if my schedule allows.( it probably won�t allow ). Yup that is it; Interpol tonight , sleep and work this afternoon and maybe not so much of that fish- swimming around in my stomach along with a the nasty witch dragging her fingernails across my throat- feeling by the time this evening rolls around. Shortest post I have ever written. Lucky you. Addendum: Oh like and my roommate just said �you really shouldn't tell people where you are going and where you have been you could get stawwwwwwwwwwwwked . Been there done that. I dare ya to find me bitches. Oh and Blogger is sucking a big dick right now as I am trying to post various lewd remarks on a variety of blogs and it won't let me. Yeah the post was just too short.

Driving Away From the Weck of the Day, and it's Finally Quiet in My Head

2005-10-01T00:01:00.000-04:00

Think I�ll be seeing some Pixies, Beck and Belle & Sebastian this weekend among others; maybe Rilo Kiley if we get there early enough. Hear that Mo Jo? Two days of music so I hope to catch some of it. That�s if I get my work done. Horticulture Club: I got a bushel of these from a friend in Maryland. I had never seen them before. Evidently these are not particularly indigenous to Maryland; I believe Texas, Oklahoma and Arkansas are their home of choice but they do grow as far up as New England. This friend found several bushes somewhere and did some research on what they were; he found that there is some old wives tale that claims they keep away spiders and cockroaches so you can probably figure out why he sent them to me in NYC without me giving you even the tiniest clue. I placed a few around my room and in a friends apartment; I think they are supposed to go outside the building but that is not possible. They look like green brains and are supposed to smell slightly like citrus and are often called osage oranges. I have a bushel or a crate or whatever it is. I 'm pretty sure he broke some law by sending me a perishable bushel of green brain fruit just as I probably broke some law in excepting it. When the agriculture feds come after me and put me in the slamma please inform Justin his parents better sell the vineyard because I want the best attorney in NYC. By the time Friday arrives the literal and the metaphorical have merged; this is not a dangerous place just closer to the edge than I usually stand. Despite this psychologically dangerous unification Fridays are actually good to me, and Saturdays awaken the part of my mind which provokes the fissure which in turn promotes unblessed but necessary equilibrium. Political Notes: Bill Bennett isn�t a racist like I�m not a hot, but rather frigid, dirty girl wanna be with the hottest butt in NYC. The Truth is Out There. Get off your chubby little behind and go find it; may be under a lot of dog shit so wear gloves. I'm planning an out of character weekend to end the seemingly endless monotony which is the chosen life. And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud And I know that you'll use them, however you want to title and italicized lyrics by Anna Nalick

Temporary Emergence.

2005-09-29T01:20:00.000-04:00

My time is no longer mine, but I want to note that my fear of uneveness has abated; this can be demonstrated by the fact that I have put some buttons on the side to replace links to other blogs. I think this is progress as in the past the scraggly nature and fear of a disproportionate sidebar kept me in text only mode; the thought of uneven buttons and icons causing endless hours of disquiet. I feel now that I can deal with the lack of total symmetry and disappearance of the total blackness; a blackness I have predilection to but can learn to live without through the healing power of hypnosis, but that is for another time; less troubled times perhaps. Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain

Weekly Coalition for Darfur Post follows. I know with all the indictments and downright humiliating posturing of the former head of FEMA this will be hard to take but try. Anarchy and the UN keep going. As Darfur descends into anarchy, the United Nations appears unable to do any more than express concerns and continue to ask the parties involved to cease their violent attacks. After rebels attacked and took control of the town of Sheiria last week, the Sudanese army said it was prepared to retake the town, to which the rebels replied that they would "repulse anything from the Sudanese government's army." The upsurge in violence forced thousands more out of the villages, swelling the ranks of the internally displaced that already numbers nearly 2 million. As the violence was raging, even the UN's own Special Representative Jan Pronk, a man who tends to see everything in Sudan through rose-colored glasses, was forced to admit that the violence was spiraling out of control. He was joined by the US government, which stated that the "uptick in violence ... is of concern to us" and the UN's genocide advisor, Juan Mendez, who acknowledged that Khartoum had done little to disarm militias or end the "culture of impunity" that exists in Darfur. Pronk went on to state that the UN must give the Sudanese government and rebels an ultimatum to compel them to reach some sort of peace agreement and even made the startling admission that, thus far, the UN has utterly failed to deal with Darfur

Pronk said that when the Darfur conflict began U.N. humanitarian officials agitated for the Security Council to take up the conflict, which it refused to do. A "massive force" was needed [in 2003] then to guarantee security but instead several thousand African Union troops and monitors had to carry the burden. And now the council needed to plan for how to keep the peace in case a peace deal was signed.

Pronk was quoted elsewhere as saying

He said the war situation in Sudan was "everybody's failure" and could have been avoided if the international community had acted quickly. How could the present day situation have been avoided? "I think there should have been intervention in 2003," Pronk said, adding that while the occurrence of genocide in the country was debatable, "There was mass slaughter of people. It needed humanitarian intervention."

Of course, the international community did not act quickly, nor are they acting quickly now. In fact, while Darfur burned, the BBC reported that American and British intelligence officials, along with representatives of the UN, China and 12 African nations were in Khartoum discussing cooperation on counter-terrorism operations in the region.

Hosting the conference is part of a sustained diplomatic push by Sudan to shake off its pariah status ... When the opportunity for this second regional conference on counter-terrorism came up, Sudan competed for the right to host it ... The decision of the CIA to agree to come to Sudan shows the pragmatism of the intelligence community against the continuing political desire of America to punish Sudan for what has happened in Darfur.

Khartoum continues to work to "shake off its pariah status," with Sudanese Ambassador Khidir Haroun Ahmed publishing an op-ed in the Washington Times today claiming that "After two decades of brutal civil war, Sudan is emerging as a reminder that engagement, dialogue and intensive diplomacy can resolve seemingly intractable problems and permit a country to look to the future with optimism." Meanwhile, the violence and anarchy Khartoum unleashed is now spilling over into neighboring Chad, a country that is already host to an estimated 200,000 refugees from Darfur

A group of unidentified armed men in military uniform crossed into Chad from Sudan early on Monday, killing 36 herders and stealing livestock, the Chadian government said.

The violence, in addition to threatening the people of Darfur, is also threatening the relief work that sustains them, as U.N. Emergency Relief Coordinator Jan Egeland noted yesterday

"If it (the violence) continues to escalate, we may not be able to sustain our operations for 2.5 million people requiring life-saving assistance," he said, adding: "In Darfur, it (aid distribution) could all end tomorrow. It is as serious as that."

As Eric Reeves never fails to remind us, in December 2004, Egeland warned that 100,000 people could die a month if humanitarian organizations are forced to suspend operations in Darfur. Despite all of this, Pronk still managed to recently declare that progress was being made on implementing the Comprehensive Peace Agreement between the North and South and on efforts to reach peace in Darfur. Such a statement is utterly feckless and shameful. As Gerald Caplan, author of "Rwanda: The Preventable Genocide," wrote last week

But what we are learning from Darfur, which we never remotely imagined, is that even naming a genocide is an utterly inconsequential exercise in hot air ... despite the apparent concern of many western leaders, despite the pressure from elements of civil society, the catastrophe in Darfur is explicitly allowed to continue ... As always, everything takes precedence over the suffering and death of hundreds of thousands of distant, exotic others. It won't be the last time."

After two years, 400,000 deaths, and an estimated 3.5 million now entirely dependent on humanitarian aid, it must be stated that the UN and every one of its member nations have failed the people of Darfur and, in all likelihood, will continue to do so for the foreseeable future.

I Fought the Law, and the Law Won, But When the Plane Goes Down I'll Remember Where the Love Was Found

2005-09-26T21:30:00.000-04:00

Stolen from the Sunday NYT from an article titled: Art Born of Outrage in the Internet Age.

A.J. Liebling famously commented that freedom of the press belongs to those who own one," said Mike Godwin, legal director of Public Knowledge, A First Amendment group. " Well we all own one now"

Not so fast- In China-------> Afterall, we're like almost China. Got this from the Zenformation Professional who happened to leave a comment in my last post. I got nothing but a lot of studying and worse poetry so I will spare you all. I can't help it with the Jason Mraz Lyrics, that stuff is stuck in my head, intercepted by an occasional round of Teenage Lobotomy , Sexual Healing( the original), and I fought the Law( The Clash version) meandering in now and again. Cindy looked extremely happy today as they hauled her off to jail. I say good for her for doing it; if only to bring more publicity and to really piss off people who are going to say she is just doing it for publicity and her time in the sun; she is doing this time for her son and for the sons and daughters of others. Braking rocks in the hot sun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won The Clash As the students sit discussing politics, dissing Cindy Sheehan, but saying there glad they aren't fighting in this baseless war all while trying to find just the right song on their new ipod as they drink their Starbucks mocha friggin, ( somene said I used the word fuck too often and I should save it until I actually can use it as a verb), cold thing that makes their teeth hurt. The law don�t mean shit if you�ve got the right friends That�s how the country�s run Twinkies are the best friend I�ve ever had I fought the law And I won Dead Kennedy�s Oh and whoever it is out there who tries to sell jersey sheets to college students, you ought to be condemned to a life of jersey sheet-dom; this means you will forever be sleeping on sheets that do not allow you to slide anywhere and you will have to shuffle, more like pull, yourself around your bed every night for eternity. You can now link to me using either of the buttons I have further down on the right. I can't generate code here but if you want the code I can email it to you or you can copy and paste the button and do it yourself. I was sitting on some very cool/ humid steps for an hour and had nothing to do. Leigh: gotta love these geeky lyrics

Hey baby look at me go From zero to hero You better take it from a geek like me I can save you from unoriginal dum-dums Who wouldn't care if you cum...........plete them or not

keep your tongue in your cheeks children

It's when you cry just a little but you laugh in the middle that you've made it

2005-09-24T01:27:00.000-04:00

Thought for the day If I hadn't had my eyebrows threaded They�d be Thicker The lights are bright but rather fuzzy tonight The books were heavy as I made my way across town, part way across town. Maybe only a tiny way across town; not even town just the village. why do I exaggerate so? I think that it�s because my face it quite crooked, or due to that Japanese puppet play I saw. There is always a reason.

If you�re a good girl we�ll do some film fest.

Will I see John Malcovich???????

Have a good weekend. Keep watching washington. And don't it feel allright and don't it feel so nice Lovely. all italics lyrics and post title again by Jason Mraz

No one cares, No one's there, I guess we're all just too damn busy, Money's our first priority, It doesn't make sense to me.

2005-09-21T21:33:00.000-04:00

A Simple Plan A little ditty in the midst of a working week. A Demi Bra is a bra that basically only covers part of the breast in order that one may wear a lower cut top. I certainly don't want anyone thinking that I only have half size breasts. image thanks to barenecessities dot com. Still getting traffic here by searches for Michael Phelps pubic hair; this time the search it was - photos of Michael Phelps pubic hair- ewwww. I am kind of amazed that there are so many searches for this but it must be true as this has been going on for months. I never posted anything but an aim someone supposedly had with Phelps so ...whatever. quote of the month:

What was apparent that whoever was in charge seemed to assume that most Americans can hop into an SUV when they need to, spend $100 on gasoline, put some sparkling water in the trunk, some snacks, drive off with their credit card in hand to check into the hotel until the calamity passes. Baruck Obama The NTY had an article yesterday by Louise Story, sorry I don't have a link I read paper version, on how many women at high powered colleges, specifically Elite colleges are admitting that they plan to stay home when they have children and do not find this thought in any way appalling. It appears as though, unlike their predecessors of the last thirty years, these women do not feel that you can do it all. It is then stated that this presents a conundrum to many of the universities in that they expect when they invest so much in a students education that they should become leaders of this country and the dean of Yale went so far as to say that is did not seem that students were able to think outside the box of traditional gender roles. Ya-Da Ya-Da Ya-Da Katherine Hepburn was correct, you can't do it all and you will have to make a choice. Doing it all isn�t all that from what I hear anyway so damn-it make a choice and stick with it. Do I agree? It is immaterial as this is just for the record. My only concern is that with the smartest people staying home to raise kids we will end up with people like Bush in office. Weekly Coalition for Darfur Post The Descent into Anarchy One week ago, experts and observers warned that Darfur risked "sliding into a perpetual state of lawlessness." At a time when Khartoum and the Darfur rebels were preparing to meet in an attempt to move the essentially non-existent peace process forward, IRIN was reporting

Banditry and continuous attacks by armed groups on humanitarian workers, Arab nomads and villages in Darfur have increased significantly over the past weeks and threaten to destabilise the fragile ceasefire in the volatile western Sudanese region.

The "fragile ceasefire" has never really existed and fears of "perpetual" lawlessness are misplaced considering that Darfur has been essentially lawless for more than two years. Last week, the World Food Program reported that "security levels deteriorated in Darfur during the reporting week." This week, the WFP reported that "despite precautionary security measures, attacks on commercial and humanitarian vehicles continue in Darfur." And as the UN was expressing its concern "about the recurrent attacks carried out by armed men and gangs in Darfur states, which target civilians and commercial vehicles hired by relief organizations," Norwegian Church Aid was reporting that "relief convoy has been raided at gunpoint by bandits in Darfur for the second time in a short period. The security situation in Darfur shows signs of deterioration"

A growing problem is also that aid convoys are now being ambushed with increasing regularity by bandits on horses and camels. Norwegian Church Aid vehicles have been raided at gunpoint twice in a matter of weeks ... The field teams who travel most often through the western and southern parts of Darfur regularly encounter en route, and are often chased by, heavily armed men riding on horses and camels. Since the aid operation began just over a year ago, security has presented a great challenge for the agencies. Yet whereas assault, exchanges of fire and attacks on villages were previously politically motivated, much of the violence seems now to be criminal in nature.

And the violence continues. Just yesterday, it was reported that 40 were killed in fighting after an attack on the rebel Sudan Liberation Movement/Army by "armed nomadic tribesmen" [aka "the Janjaweed"]. This was followed by another report that 80 government soldiers had been killed by the SLM when they captured the town of Sheiria in a surprise attack in retaliation for earlier government attacks on rebel-held territory. The attack on Sheiria put at risk some 33,000 civilians who rely on humanitarian assistance after staff from three NGO's were withdrawn due to the fighting. And for good measure, the UN Mission in Sudan (UNMIS) "reported that the security situation in the Kalma camp housing displaced persons has further deteriorated with a large number of security incidents, including some 60 reported attacks on women over the last week alone." All of this took place while the sixth round of peace talks were being held in Nigeria. It has now been more than a year since the United States declared the situation in Darfur a "genocide" - and the security situation on the ground is now even arguably worse. While government-orchestrated attacks on civilians have diminished, mainly because "there are not many villages left to burn down and destroy," the rampant insecurity in all likelihood still qualifies as part of Khartoum's genocidal campaign to "deliberately [inflict] on the group conditions of life calculated to bring about its physical destruction in whole or in part." The genocide is not ending and the situation is not improving. The people of Darfur have, for all intents and purposes, been abandoned.

Witness Bearer, I'm Forever Yours .. Faithfully

2005-09-19T12:03:00.000-04:00

I've returned from "bearing witness", with Bach for background, in a Northern Virginian vineyard. I later, as a squirrel would do in preparing for winter, stuffed my face to pure jazz, and enjoyed my cake with some subtle folk tunes. You might assume that I was bursting out of my Cosabella-Soire-Demi-Bra by the end of the evening, and you would be correct, however as is the case with most demi bras, it really didn't much matter. I could not complain about a celebration where the music and the food were both divine; a rarity with weddings. Let all my future witness bearing take place under similar conditions, replacing the wedding song with Coltrane, and I will bear witness until my fingers are withered and my toes are curled,( neccessitating the use of a magic platinum tipped cane). Long weekend it has been for sure, and books, notepaper and wordprocessors are calling my name, sweetly right now but soon they will become shrill, so I must go before that nonsense commences. I can't help thinking though; with everyone so seemingly satisfied and giving kudos to Bush and his speech. Surely people realize that when a dog pees in someone else�s yard and the owner �takes responsibility" that the owner is not really taking responsibility. Don't they? With the massive corruption already seen in the rebuilding of Iraq I just can't wait to see what is going to happen now. Some may find this interesting. Leaders Who Won't Choose To the Democratic Party, from now on simply called The Party: It's important to know that words don't move mountains. Work, exacting work moves mountains. Danilo Dolci Buona notte

I'm looking for love this time Sounding hopeful but it's making me cry

2005-09-16T22:30:00.000-04:00

In the morning I�m flying down to Virginia for an evening wedding in a vineyard. A small digression: When I lived in Maryland there was a winery right down the road and on many Sundays they would have festivals, and people would come from all over. We never drove that road on Sundays because people not familiar with its winding turns were oft seen careening around turns and slipping over to the other side after all that afternoon wine tasting. We called them �the outsiders�. I'm going to fly in, check into the hotel where everyone is staying, change, and then get to the vineyard...exhausting isn't it? I feel obligated to go because it is a close family friend. Supposedly a limo is going to be whisking us all there and back again as we see fit. I�m not entering any drinking contests this go round as one of the last weddings I attended did end up in an infamous tequila shot contest where the younger siblings, of which I was one, entered into a contest to see who could do more tequila shots. Ties that bind appear often thin but when examined closely they end up being thicker than we think and they end up pulling us tighter and tighter in; Not so tight that we can't breath but sometimes it's a close call. Anyhow, there will be lots of wine; at least that seems to be a pretty sensible assumption from this end. I don't care for weddings and am not into the wasteful expenditure of cold hard cash that goes into them nor do I understand the whole giving away the bride thing, as I think I have said before if your daddy has to give you away you shouldn't be getting married. Who I am though to not respect someone else�s choices? A full report will follow. Love is blinding when the timing's never right. Oh who am I to beg for difference. Finding love in just an instant. Well I don't mind, at least I've tried. Well I tried, I tried... Just reading the Washington Post. I'm leaving the political stuff to my political friends this weekend. Study: Half of All Teens Have Had Oral Sex The part I found funny was this.

Several leaders of organizations that study or work with youth expressed surprise at the level of girls' participation.�You assume that females are more likely to give, males more likely to receive," said Jennifer Manlove,( the name itself is cracking me up) who directs fertility research for the organization Child Trends. We were surprised that the percentages were similar. And this:

This is a point of major social transition," James Wagoner, president of Advocates for Youth, a reproductive health organization, said yesterday. "The data are now coming out and roiling the idea that boys are the hunters and young girls are the prey. It absolutely defies the stereotype.

SHOCKING OMG. What year is this? You know we are not going to elect a women president any time soon when people still find it surprising that boys go down on girls in about the same rate that girls go down on guys and when they question the fact that girls actually like it. Silly Rabbit, Trix are for Kids. I'm looking for love this time. Sounding hopeful but it's making me cry. Trying not to ask why. Cause love is a mystery. Mr. curiosity Be Mr. please Do come and find me Love is blinding when the timing's never right Oh who am I to beg for difference Finding love in just an instant Well I don't mind, at least I've tried Well I tried, I tried... all italicized lyrics by Jason Mraz hot slightly feminine boy/man with soprano voice Who loves ya baby

Lighter Things

2005-09-14T18:37:00.000-04:00

As promised we will start on a lighter note today except for the COALITION FOR DARFUR POST, which can be read by clinking on the link or by continuing to read at the end of this post. Meme via Cross at Beyond You and Me and I promise that I will not ask anyone to do it but feel free to answer any of these questions in the comment section. I especially would like to know any deep dark perverse bits of information that you would like to share. I'm hot (overheated); it is more humid than it should be here in the city that never sleeps. The people in this god forsaken mass of stone, brick and steel never sleep either, especially the people across the hall from me, therefore I'm taking a walk soon along the, grayish black with dirty brown stains, sidewalk carrying a bag large enough for a body to fit into but instead loaded with various academic paraphernalia. Indeed this is the not so good type of paraphernalia but the kind I am most familiar with. I 'm heading to another place, which is where my night will be spent, and maybe I can actually get some work done. If not I may at least be able to convince someone to delve into the sensual practice of hair - playing with me; at the very least I need to have the humidity squeezed out of me as I think I�d feel better if someone twisted me like a dishrag and sort of shook me out. I guess this was the meme of 7 7 things to do before I die: 1. Live in London for a year. I've spent enough time there to know I want to go back for a longer stay. 2. Live in Africa for a year. 3. Photograph the land and the people of the Sudan, Darfur in particular. This of course is assuming there will still be any people left in a few years. 4. Surf Australia, I never did it when I lived there as I was too young. 5. Design and help construct my own home somewhere. 6. Own a Brownstone in the city of NY. 7. Have a multi-orgasmic experience on top of Taipei 101. 7 things I can do: 1. Photograph buildings and the naked people in them. 2. Debate 3. Snowboard almost anywhere. 4. draw/paint 5. Argue 6. Stay up all night 7. Tequila shots even though I am not a drinker per se. We can thank my brother for this one. 7 things I can't do: I can do anything as can anyone so the word can't technically means won't, don't wanna, ain't gonna, so don't even go there. 1. Cook. 2. Mix drinks 3. Sit around and watch television 4. Tolerate ignorant or stupid people 5. Drive, at least that is what people tell me I think I drive splendidly and except for an unfortunate deer,( and the deer was to blame ), I have never had an accident. 6. Sing 7. Care about professional sports teams 7 things that attract me to a man: 1. Brains 2. teeth/lips/mouth 3. Eyes 4. Sense of humor 5. A general respect for humanity. 6. Appreciation of art and an understanding the significance of art in it's multitude of forms. 7. Humility 7 things I say most often: 1. Play misty for me..... Private joke but I say it a lot. 2. c'est la vie 3. Fuck - yea I say it a lot 4. Come again? Come not cum. 5. Black no sugar. 6. babes � I call people I am fond of babes. 7. Black pants or jeans? 7 celebrity crushes: I couldn't find seven if I tried, I rarely even know celebrity names although.. 1. Yes John Malcovich is one. 2. Mick Jagger- no comment. 3. Rafael Nadal - This is purely a sexual fantasy of me with a younger man from Spain who dresses in sort of girlie capri�s. 4. Ian Mackaye - Don't ask if you don't know. 5. Jim Morrison - I know he was a fucked up mess but he looked hot in all those old pictures. Plus I hear he is still alive in Paris. 6. Johnny Ramone 7. James Spader- If he would cut his fingernails. Mostly old, dead, weird or scary looking; I am going to have to go into therapy for that. 7 people I'd like to do this list: No one I know would do this list but if anyone wants to volunteer feel free Addendum is thanks to Tina Purdy at The Sardonic Sideshow September 14th, 2005 I too take Responsibility Wow. �And to the extent that the federal government didn�t fully do its job right, I take responsibility.� George W. Bush Sept. 14, �05 Coalition for Darfur A Meaningless Pledge Some are hailing the inclusion of language regarding a "responsibility to protect" in the draft declaration on UN reform to be discussed during the three-day summit being held in New York. The "Responsibility to Protect" is, according to the seminal report on the topic

[T]he idea that sovereign states have a responsibility to protect their own citizens from avoidable catastrophe, but that when they are unwilling or unable to do so, that responsibility must be borne by the broader community of states.

The report, and the idea, were generated by the international community's ignominious failure to intervene in situations such as the 1994 Rwandan genocide. The thinking was that it was necessary to shift the debate away from a "right to intervene," which carries serious implications for the cherished idea of national sovereignty, and toward a "responsibility to protect" those people in danger. After much debate, compromise and rewriting, the final text included in the draft declaration came out looking like this

The international community, through the United Nations, also has the responsibility to use appropriate diplomatic, humanitarian and other peaceful means, in accordance with Chapter VI and VIII of the Charter, to help protect populations from genocide, war crimes, ethnic cleansing and crimes against humanity. In this context, we are prepared to take collective action, in a timely and decisive manner, through the Security Council, in accordance with the UN Charter, including Chapter VII, on a case by case basis and in cooperation with relevant regional organizations as appropriate, should peaceful means be inadequate and national authorities manifestly failing to protect their populations from genocide, war crimes, ethnic cleansing and crimes against humanity. We stress the need for the General Assembly to continue consideration of the responsibility to protect populations from genocide, war crimes, ethnic cleansing, and crimes against humanity and its implications, bearing in mind the principles of the Charter of the United Nations and international law. We also intend to commit ourselves, as necessary and appropriate, to help states build capacity to protect their populations from genocide, war crimes, ethnic cleansing and crimes against humanity and to assist those which are under stress before crises and conflicts break out.

Nowhere has the Security Council or the UN member states actually pledged to do anything. This section carries no legal obligations; rather, it merely reiterates that the UN has a responsibility "to help protect populations from genocide, war crimes, ethnic cleansing and crimes against humanity," which something they already an obligation to prevent under the Genocide Convention. Note also that it doesn't say that the UN has a "responsibility to protect" but rather a responsibility ... to help protect" those at risk. That is a big difference. As such, it is a little difficult to share Canadian Prime Minister Paul Martin's excitement

But a Canadian-inspired initiative highlighting the world's responsibility to protect threatened people and prevent genocides is a clear move forward, Martin said. The doctrine "essentially says that if Rwanda occurred today that the United Nations would act," he said, referring to the genocide that took an estimated 800,000 lives in the African country in the mid-1990s.

Considering that there is "another Rwanda" currently taking place in Darfur, why are we to expect that suddenly the UN is going to take seriously its "responsibility to protect"? Has the UN failed to act thus far solely because it lacked this one resolution? The UN has resisted acting on Darfur for two years and there is absolutely no reason to believe that this recognition of a theoretical "responsibility to protect" will have any impact on the legal or political concerns that have thus far prevented action. If the UN and its members truly believed in the "responsibility to protect," they would be protecting the people of Darfur, not writing resolutions vaguely promising to act when Darfur-like situations arise in the future.

Losing Hope is Easy

2005-09-14T02:59:00.000-04:00

Tonight I am up late as I went to a Jack Johnson Concert in Central park earlier in the evening requiring lateness of reading. That plus being back at school puts me into old habits I fear. Tomorrow something lighter as I know I have been boring some of you to tears. Cross sent me a meme and flattered me into doing it because vain little bitch that I am I am easily manipulated when someone tells me how hot I am. Oh you didn't say that? Sorry. Anyhow she is where I get all my links to erotica so I have to do as she says. Read this from Jin, as it is so well put I just want you to read it. Then go to this post at Politcal Notio and see clearly that our government was responsible to be a first respondent to this disaster by their own laws. No comments as none are needed; this is for your review and to munch on with your raisin bran at breakfast . Note the time, it is almost 3 AM. got a faulty parachutte I got a stranger's friend An exciting change in My butchers blend A symbol on the ceiling With the flick of a switch My new found hero In the enemy's ditching Well somebody's something was left in the room And man now that its gone well of course we assume That somebody else needed something so bad That they took everything that somebody had Feed the fool A piece of the pie Make a fool of his system Make a fool of his mind Give him bottles of lies And maybe he'll find His place in heaven Cause he might just die Losing hope is easy When your only friend is gone And every time you look around Well, it all, it all just seems to change But hanging on is easy When you've got a friend to call When nothings making sense at all You're not the only one who's afraid of change jACK jOHNSON Never say that I don't work hard. ;)

The Obligatory Nine Eleven Post.

2005-09-11T21:57:00.000-04:00

I was in eleventh grade in a sub-suburb of DC the day the planes flew into the World Trade Towers. Many of my classmate�s parents worked in DC and we were really a stones throw from Camp David, so even though we were not NY we certainly were within range if they had decided to send a small army. I remember they just locked us in and we sat and watched television all day while kid�s parents called them on cell phones that no one was supposed to have, but everyone did. People with parents working in DC tried to get in touch with them, the day went on. They cancelled after school activities and sent us home on time.

I went home to my father and mother and my moms good friend, a professor at a local college, her daughter had just graduated that spring and had gotten a job in NYC- across from the world trade towers. The professor could not get in touch with her daughter even through the evening, so she was heading up to NJ in a panic and praying fairly hard I imagine. She left her dog with us. It turned out the girl was right across the street from the WTC and saw people jumping from the towers, she got out and managed to call her roommate that evening so the roommate finally got in touch with the mother.

The PA crash was also scary because for us it was also not that far from home. We were surrounded it seemed.

I don't think it really scared me that much though; I was sort of invincible at that age. That is all I remember except the stories Vanessa told about the bodies falling from the tower and her vomiting and trying to call family.

I know my parents had the television on that day when I came home from school which was odd as television was not a big thing in my home; it was rarely if ever on during the daylight hours.

My whole class was sure we would eventually all be nuked anyway and it really didn't seem to affect or matter to us; it just seemed like a possibility of daily life and we went on our way.

That is it.

Of course I felt bad for the people who had died, but felt, even then, that there were thousands of tragic deaths every year in this country and worldwide and although I understood this was different the deaths were no more or less tragic to me than others. I don�t know if being sixteen made the difference. I don�t remember this in the same way as many people do. I feel bad for everyone that was traumatized by it but I can�t fully understand that because it did not traumatize me.

It did affect what my world would be like afterwards though. I think it was the �we against them� thing that got us. It got us subsequently into a big mess as maybe we wanted so badly to get back at someone, anyone, that even the wrong one would do and we evidently threw ourselves into reality shows as our reality was not so hot any longer.

The truth is there is no we, there never was, it was all a fallacy. The hurricane if nothing else proved that.

Hot Bubbles of Nothing

2005-09-08T01:40:00.000-04:00

School has kept me busy for a few days. I just finished watching Andre win a place in the semi finals of the US Open. I didn't get to go because I had class this evening. My schedule is brutal plus I have one evening class and one evening reci-fucki-tation. My evenings were always my time of peace and mind wandering; those hours between six and ten which I owned so completely. I used them to sleep, or run or sometimes go into other parts of the city to galleries of the mind made up, or to go drink coffee with friends for hours; sometimes I just covered my head with pillows and let my feet hang off the bed and dozed while ruling in dreams where I was the queen of the semi-colons. There was no schedule to these hours and I had them every single day to do with as I pleased. Now�they are gone. Donate what you can. I am pretty pleased that my parents offered up our house in Maryland and my aunt, the crazy psychiatrist who used to be a dermatologist ,will be heading down but she doesn't know exactly where they are sending her. It is still quite a mess and now they don't want us to see it. Just do what you can even if it is just helping someone find someone. It is pretty sickening in some ways to be in a place where people are still more concerned about getting a new ipod or if they are going to see some stupid mystery band. I don�t know�it kind of give me indigestion.Some people don't get it even when they have had their noses rubbed in it. In my childhood rumors ran Of a world beyond our door� Terrors to the life of man That the highroad held in store. Of mermaids' doleful game In deep water I heard tell, Of lofty dragons belching flame, Of the horn�d fiend of Hell. Tales like these were too absurd For my laughter-loving ear: Soon I mocked at all I heard, Though with cause indeed for fear. Now I know the mermaid kin I find them bound by natural laws: They have neither tail nor fin, But are deadlier for that cause. Dragons have no darting tongues, Teeth saw-edged, nor rattling scales; No fire issues from their lungs, No black poison from their tails: For they are creatures of dark air, Unsubstantial tossing forms, Thunderclaps of man's despair In mid-whirl of mental storms. And there's a true and only fiend Worse than prophets prophesy, Whose full powers to hurt are screened Lest the race of man should die. Ever in vain will courage plot The dragon's death, in coat of proof; Or love abjure the mermaid grot; Or faith denounce the cloven hoof. Mermaids will not be denied The last bubbles of our shame, The Dragon flaunts an unpierced hide, The true fiend governs in God's name. Robert Graves The weekly Coalition for Darfur Post is up. Please read it.

Are We Going to Pay Attention Now?: Post Hurricane Epiphany

2005-09-06T11:11:00.000-04:00

In the wake of Katrina many things are becoming perfectly obvious. It is obvious that we are going to have to pay attention to the more salient issues of disaster preparation, homeland security and the cronyism that perpetrated this debacle post Katrina. My question is: Will we now start paying attention to some of the issues that, in the end, may allow us to continue on through eternity, or are we going to let our apathy, lack of attention to nurturing of the environment which sustains us, in the end destroy us. Call me an ecology freak, or you can call me sensible with hopes for a future for the planet; it is time to make a choice. In this live for today hell with tomorrow life most of us live, where having the big house, going to or sending our kids to the right schools, an occasional designer purse, a nice pair of Italian shoes and a BMW tend to satisfy, and where we view life as good if we have obtained as much for ourselves as possible in regard to the material, Katrina has made something painfully obvious; Katrina has made us aware that even here in America there are others not as fortunate. Never mind Africa; here at home we have �poor people". That in and of itself should be a slap in the face to the ignorant majority, but let us go further and look at the disaster as a whole and it's implications for the survival of our civilization as we know it. Katrina has hopefully helped make the need to expedite this scrutiny perfectly clear. The ecological implications are clear in that we know that there were plans that had been shelved to shore of the levees as well as plans that would have diverted water from Lake Pontrachain. We know that the water in the Gulf has warmed by several degrees over the last century and that this is directly caused by global warming. We know that in the end our inability to pay attention to our own house because we are too busy at someone else�s house has in some ways made this disaster all the worse. We have a choice to bring ourselves back to a time where we are at one with our environment and willing to sacrifice in order to ensure a future for our country as well as our planet. As Jared Diamond, noted professor of geography at U Cal, Los Angeles and Pulitzer Prize winner for, Guns, Germs, and Steel, shows us quite simply in his book, Collapse: How Societies Choose to Fail or Succeed , that we are going to need to make a decision here. We need to look at what happens when we squander our natural resources, ignore the signals our environment gives us when we cut down too many trees, we need to look at why some civilizations such as the Mayas, the Polynesians of Easter Island and the Vikings in Greenland disappeared off the face of the earth while other civilizations prospered. It lies in the fact of ecological care, withstanding pressure from enemies slowing population growth and taking care when choosing trade partners. He often extrapolates but there is clarity in one thing and in the face of the tragedy that was Katrina and her aftermath his point is only made more solid. We need to do something now. My hope is that from this tragedy we will not only learn that we need to wake up and choose our government more carefully and then keep an eye on it. I hope this will wake the need in us to actively participate in our government and policy making. I hope that if nothing else we will start looking at this earth we are on and what we can do to make sure that our civilization does not disappear due to shear apathy and laziness. We have a choice: Shall we choose to believe the pundits such as Mihkel M. Mathiesen in Global Warming in a Politically Correct Climate: How Truth Became Controversial or do we believe the people not funded by Exxon like John Houghton Global Warming : The Complete Briefing I think the way is pretty clear. Don't you?

crossposted at blogcritics

nothing but work up my butt from here on in

Welcome to the cruel world, hope you find your way

2005-09-04T02:36:00.000-04:00

Did I get your attention? Good. I was a little hasty on the US Tennis player quip. Our boys did a mighty fine job today and I had a blast. Maybe you saw me, I looked at the camera twice�and winked. I had an epiphany, ok not an epiphany exactly but I like that word. I just returned and started watching the news and it was quite simple this little epiphany of mine. Kayne West, obviously tired and distraught, was right. It�s the same reason we don�t give a fuck about Darfur. One more opinion for the night, or morning as it may be. It's not that the death of the Chief Justice isn't important but did anyone notice FOX immediately broke in and started talking about what a great man he was the second he died and it goes on to this moment, the other networks continued with the disaster coverage. Note from fireman in Biloxi �Mr President send us some help�. What is it now Sunday? I think that we have plenty of time for all the attention to go to the deceased justice later, right now there are still dying and starving and lost and half dead people; our people. Someone should let Fox news know about this. The others networks at least right now are beginning to get it. Yeah to the American People for what they are doing. Can we take our country back now? It's up to you all and it will take some work, ( like shutting off those damn reality shows and the OC), but what do you say? Think we can do it? Don't know how we've lasted here so long there must be more good than bad or we'd already be gone ben harper

Pussy: I have one, but I don�t write about it.

2005-09-01T21:09:00.000-04:00

I am back in NY and not yet in my own space but living a random existence in a non-space. I�m looking at boxes and lamenting a really shitty schedule which includes having to actually partake in an academic endeavor in the evening; therefore I am not feeling much like a posting fool. Don�t think me childish; my evenings have always been mine to do with as I please and I will miss that. Damn it, six to nine is mine; I own it. A few reminders: Pussy: I have one, but I don�t write about it. Story: Back in the spring in another place, a place where friends write stuff just to keep in touch with each other, I wrote a post about a comment some girl had made on her boyfriends journal. The boyfriend was some guy that out of the blue had put me on his friends list so I in turn added him to mine. We had a random few people who had somehow interjected themselves in to our little clan for whatever reason. I had no idea who this guy was except he was an emo type and a musician of some kind. He had posted and an entry and as I had not commented on his journal in a long time I wrote some benign comment in his journal. I then out of the blue get an email from him telling me that his girlfriend had no idea anyone read his journal and she was totally pissed off. I go to his journal and there is a comment from her under the comment I had written. The comment is as follows: You should really lick my pussy right now: P Sorry just thought I would tell you you�re going to bust a nut tonight and I don�t want to hear another word about it! -Ur Baby. I thought this was pretty funny so I posted in my journal a rather thoughtless post which directed everyone to the post and her comment. I also wrote the following in my journal for the masses to read.

I think this is what a girl writes on the internet when they think some other girl is reading her boyfriends journal and that the reader has designs on her man. I kind of (sort of but not really) wanted to write: No worries hon I am not a nut buster and I don't like long haired stoned musicians licking my pussy.I am in a very good mood I got a sort of grade back that has made me happy so I felt a little hilarity was in order.
Make no mistake this post from me was just a way of showing off my superiority and after posting it and getting a lot of comments from friends as well as a lot of laughs I began to feel kind of guilty about my arrogance, so I erased the post and apologized for my superiority complex. I knew the girl had read it of course, and I also knew enough about these people to know they had not been afforded the advantages in life that I had, meaning a paid for college education, a upper middle class lifestyle, clean living, lots of family support and what one might call the All American Dream Life. I had posted it, of course, because I felt quite intellectually above this girl, I felt like god compared to her, and I felt I was so much better than a girl who needed to post sex talk in their boyfriends journal is response to another girl posting a comment. I erased the post the next day along with posting an apology because I knew she would have read it, still feeling sick at the laughs I got at others expense.I am not going to post my retraction post but I am going to get to the point about why I don�t write about pussy. After deleting the post, (actually I made it private I didn't delete it), a comment from one of my best friends struck me. Here is his comment,and believe me it made a good away message for a very long time but rang so true that I stick to it to this day and apply this to other things in life as well. Who knew a surfer dude, snowboarding, psychology major with a severe case of ADD could be so philosophical and so right. Comment from friend:

I am not gonna lie it was funny. I am not gonna lie it was in a way wrong and I'm glad you took it down. Moral of the story is that you can post about your own pussy in your own journal but you shouldn't put anyone else posting about their pussy in your journal. So, when do we get your pussy story?

So as I can�t proceed with a clean moral conscience to post about someone else�s pussy in my online journals and I don�t post about my pussy in online journals you will all have to just do without. More random notes: IP addresses: Always hide them because there are some real sick people out there. A Women, without her, man is nothing. A Women: without her man is nothing. Yes, you got it, read Eats Shoots and Leaves. I'm sure it has been said but I'm going to say it again. Andy Roddick needs to stay out of commercials that ask him where his mo jo is as these promotions seem to do nothing more than suck it all out of him. The good news is that there are a few hot Europeans still in the running. I faced the fact a long time ago that male American tennis players are for the most part either abrasive and obnoxious or boring as all hell and not as pleasant to look at as the Europeans or Latin Americans. Blake is hot though and he has a tragic year last year. I do love Andre. We all have read by now that Scientists have decoded the Chimpanzee Genome. I am thinking that it may be a good idea to propose this be taught in all religion classes across the country. What do you think? Anyone from the South that happens by and has a room to spare might want to check this out. People need places to crash for a time due to that miserable bitch Katrina.

Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit.

Blessed is the lamb whose blood flows.

Blessed are the sat upon, Spat upon, Ratted on,

O Lord, Why have you forsaken me?

I got no place to go.

Weekly Coalition for Darfur Post follows so read it and weep or better yet read it and demand something be done or do something. What is happening post hurricane is heartbreaking but what is happening in Africa is inhumane.

Photo Thanks, Feddie and Eugene What It Is All About Last weekend, the blog Blue Girl, Red State wrote a post about a regular blog commenter who went by the name "Shameless Hussy." Blue Girl reports that "Shameless Hussy" went to Darfur in June as a humanitarian volunteer and was traumatized by what she saw

What she dealt with daily goes beyond the pale...beyond the nightmares of most people; Children with all four limbs hacked off right above the knee or below the elbow. Twelve year olds who died in childbirth after being gang-raped by the Janjaweed. Women who gave birth to rape-babies who were then cast out by their families for shaming the family name, leaving only one avenue of survival for themselves and their children after the camps: Prostitution. What is f**ing her up is the desperation, and the fact that she worked herself to death for over a month, and she still didn't really save anyone. Now that she's gone, it's like she was never there. Even the ones she helped keep alive, she didn't save. You try dealing with that reality. And women are the preponderance of victims. Men do not leave the villages to go to the countryside to gather firewood and other necessary items of sustenance. Women venture out, even though every time they leave their villages, they are at horrific risk of being beaten and raped and disfigured. The reason they go instead of the men? The women are only attacked, the men are killed.

This post receive a fair amount of attention within the blogosphere (as far as posts about Darfur go) mainly due to the fact that Kevin Drum linked to it. And while getting bloggers to pay attention to Darfur, if only for a minute, is a minor miracle, it is worth asking why it takes a post about traumatized aid workers to generate any interest in genocide. This situation in Darfur has existed for over two years and, if people were interested, they could find accounts of death, disease, rape and torture occurring there on an almost daily basis. 400,000 people have died and nearly 3 million have been displaced and yet nobody - not politicans, not the media, not bloggers - really seem to care. To anyone who has been paying attention, the atrocities witnessed by "Shameless Hussy" are, sadly, well-known. If her story generates concern for the people of Darfur, then for that we should be thankful. And if people who were moved by it are really interested in Darfur, then they should start reading the analyses produced by Amnesty International, Human Rights Watch, Eric Reeves and the International Crisis Group, supporting organizations like Doctors Without Borders, Save the Children, Save Darfur and STAND, reading blogs like Passion of the Present, Sudan Watch, the Coalition for Darfur, and Sleepless in Sudan and demanding that their elected leaders do something about it. Our thanks goes out to "Shameless Hussy" and all those who sacrifice to help those in need. But we must keep in mind that Darfur is not about them - it is about this

Hot Tennis Bodies and Ann Coulter Put in the Trash

2005-08-30T15:36:00.000-04:00

You're all feel free to check out my article at Blog Critics.

That is where Ann Coulter comes in, not to be deceptive with my title or or anything. That doll picture isn�t mine those editors are so creative; I should have thought of it though with all the training I have had from The Pansi Files. I�m not posting it here because I want to save you all the hassle of reading it twice. Yesterday was nice at the US Tennis Open; we only stayed for a couple of early games because I had to get home,but we hope to see a few more at the end of the week. I�ll be back in the city for good by Friday at the latest because I plan to catch more of the Open; you know when the really hot guys, the ones with staying power, are out there. I�m going to play tennis with my old boyfriend from high school right now, he happens to have moved up here because he transferred to Brown this year and as I haven�t seen him in two years I figured why not. This could suck, but only because he will most likely beat me. I'll be back to spew more gossip and sexy cock talk later. ;) Kidding.

Live from NY it�s Sunday night.

2005-08-28T22:16:00.000-04:00

Heading out to meet some friends soon, in the Village, it is so good to be here. We are going to stay for some US Open action tomorrow early, as that young Spanish boy is hot, a little too young for me but hot. (HERE�S LOOKING AT YOU KID) :) Something I saw while scrolling through my blog links. I thought it worth noting; In regard to the Iraq and the completed draft of their constitution. Authored by the Cranky Liberal Maybe in the end a war we should have never started, fought by men and women who should have never died, for a government we should have never elected, will provide the freedom for the Iraqi people that we all wish for. Maybe. It�s an awfully big price to pay for such an awfully uninspiring word. - read the rest of the post at The Cranky Liberal I know this is going to sound totally wrong, but do you think that if this category five hurricane was heading toward NYC or New England would Mr. Bush would have been on the air waves telling us all to evacuate and have all the services already lined up ready to go? Just asking. Take Care all you guys down there, stay safe.

Just a Song Before I Go, to Whom it May Concern

2005-08-25T14:18:00.000-04:00

I am taking off tomorrow afternoon for another couple of days, back to NY. If I�m on it will be as a voyeur, which I�m good at, and a commenter. My father was bitten by what they think was a venomous spider of some kind, (debatable but not necessarily, and according to the New England journal of Medicine not likely, Brown Recluse), while he was at our old house in Maryland. This is some ugly sucker nasty looking bite and I will, maybe, post a picture of it later. I am posting this only to note that if you ever get some little red mark on your body and you don�t know what it is and you wake up the next day and it is much larger , dark purple with extending red around it and hurts like shit you better get yourself to a doctor pronto. The mind is logical at times but then it goes off in one direction or the next. Is this the mind of a photographer, an anthropologist, or something else? Something less or something more? The mind does not know. It remains mute when these questions are asked. What good a mind that never offers? A simple answer would do Not a solution, just an answer. No, smacking oneself in the head does not help.

Repeat: I�m thinking of starting another blog just for political links and postings. I received an email from someone again who stated � I read your comment on ***** �s blog and was impressed then I read your blog and although you�re nice to look at and make some points worth reading no one is going to take you seriously when you also have a blog which argues that sucking a mad cock is preferable to sucking a mad penis.� First off all I never said one was preferable. I think I remember stating clearly, at least in my mind, that I was not into penis sucking due to fear of germs but whatever; the sheer staccato of the word cock makes it preferable.

It was an arguement of semantics you idiot. (or so i can pretend)

This is very similar to the other emails. Do these people not have anything better to do? It is making me paranoid. I have another blog anyway, so it might not be that time consuming; I started it before this one and use it basically as a template tester so maybe that is the way to go. God knows with all the time I will have on hands once I get to school maybe I need to start fifteen more blogs.

So I'm off to get my political thoughts straight as here it is difficult when my attention is being monopolized by a single party to the arguements. Here I speak to myself and monologues are of little value because there are no conclusions to be drawn just a discussion to be sustained, and to what end? If you�re bored while I�m in the city eating sushi and maybe seeing� The NYU Suicides�.

Andrew Sullivan concludes male circumcision should be done only on adult males and Jewish style only. Thank You Andrew. Is this a problem? Does it only bother me? Read any of my links to the right they are all fabulous in their own way. I�ve added a couple new ones lately and removed people who bore me, are gone, ( except for Transcon because I am hoping he comes back I liked him), piss me off, or in any other way are just not cool. No one has to point out to me that I am just a microbe in a very large ecosystem. This weeks Coalition for Darfur Post This font is rather large because I have to scrape the bottom at times and need for "almost blind people" to be among my potential readers.

The Summer is Indeed Slip Sliding Away

2005-08-23T15:37:00.000-04:00

Everything is pretty messy right now it appears that as the summer comes to a close I feel a noose or maybe a silk tie, as I like them better, is tightening around my neck. I�m not sure why I feel this way because I�m happy about moving back to the city and getting out of this seemingly never ending summer. It was nice to be back in the city, if only for a couple of days; I miss the aloneness that I felt there. This is not weird it is just the way I feel when I am there, alone but not alone. I like that. Here I never feel alone in that way, here when I am alone I am truly alone and when I am not it is often because I am in the presence of people that make being alone a luxury worth paying for. I was also happy for the great sushi options. There are not that many sushi options here and the sushi is just not what it should be. I�m not sure when I am moving back exactly but will be going back to the city this Friday probably and for a couple days. Much of my stuff is stored and some I�m moving to my friends apartment because it is a sic apartment with an extra bedroom and four very large closets, one of which I lay claim to at least temporarily. Classes start after Labor Day. So as you are not confused as to my NYC older, drunk, rich boyfriends any longer I�ve dumped both Billy Joel and Paul Simon in favor of my LA boyfriend. Daddy doesn�t like him much but, as we have both been called traitors, I figure it�s pretty much a perfect fit. --------------------?>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> This is a bullshit post from work because I like to waste peoples time while I hae the chance.