Goals to help me Blossom.

>> Saturday, August 28, 2010

  • Take the time to meditate. 10 minutes per day, alone in a dim room, lots of concentrated breathing and releasing of toxic energy.
  • Drink more water. It is cleansing. Besides, in the last two or so years, I've become prone to kidney infections and UTI's.. I need my water.
  • Get back into the groove of snail-mail. Receiving something personal in the mailbox makes my day. I want to make the days of those I love.
  • Talk to myself in a more positive light. Give myself a break. Be kind, be kind.

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just stuff

>> Friday, August 6, 2010

I absolutely love this girl's blog - It's midnight at the starlite diner. It's chock full of thoughts on songs. How perfect is that? And her taste is eerily similar to mine, love reading it. She makes me want to start a music-related blog.

My son is starting Pre-K on Monday. How is this? I can't grasp it just yet. Still. We are going to meet his teacher tonight, and walk around the school, familiarize him with it. I think I'm more emotionally distressed at the thought of him being in school than he is.
So much to do today.

I spent this past weekend in Atlanta, partying with seven women. It was my longtime friend's bachlorette party. We had a good time, but I am not as young as I used to be. It wears me out to party two nights in a row on little to no sleep.. holy hell. But there was a lot of laughing and fun, which is vital. So it was good.

I do not write here enough. Dammit. I say that all of the time.

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oceans of angels, oceans of stars.

>> Thursday, July 1, 2010



I am still kind of floating from seeing Courtney Love put on a hell of a show last night. I think that means I should write about it.

This was my first time seeing Hole live.

They were late coming onstage, but I didn't much expect punctuality either. My feet started to hurt after a bit and my buzz was wearing off from 'Foxy Shazam'-- who were a VERY entertaining group, and put on a really high-energy fun show. It was my first time seeing a musician eat three lit cigarettes and crawl across the stage like a monkey, ever.

So anyway, we waited more than we would've liked. But needless to say, once I saw Courtney's blond head of hair come out from behind that curtain, a feeling of "oh fucking hell yes' came over me. Everything was right in the world.

She apologized for her voice being 'shot', but she pulled right on through nonetheless. I was actually surprised at how put-together and cute Courtney looked. She didn't appear strung out.. but I know that may not mean a whole lot.

They made my night by playing shortly into the set, 'miss world'. I think I jumped on the foot of the guy standing behind me. In fact, I know I did. Sorry guy.
I got lost in a 'Live Through This' Hole rock 'n roll nostalgia wonderland when she played songs off the album.

Impatiently, I awaited 'doll parts'. Please, please, please, I thought to myself.. You gotta do this for me! So they finished their set and fans drew them back out for the encore, and lo and behold Courtney had changed into a dress that screamed old(er) school Courtney and I just knew then that my wish was going to be granted. It was, and again everything was right in the world.


I wouldn't have missed this show for the world. Check one band off my bucket list

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Cosmic.

>> Thursday, June 3, 2010

burnt out kite strings mark my path to outer-space. through the telescope, creepy long clock hands scatter through the atmosphere. I didn't know time could diminish. milliseconds between seconds. breaths between panics. I almost forgot weightlessness could cause such damage. stars fall heavy skipping their way to my shoulders. I sit to rest and notice more boulders. boulders formed of rocket toxicity, requiring goggles. pulling at what's left of twine, I slap on protection. jump from here to Saturn, back again. sighs take light years and I get lost in conversions. me, the scientist, calculating self-inflicted purgatory. six thousand miles to eternity. shake and stutter, clear my throat of clutter. take flight into a void of sheer speed. coming then going, not coming nor going.

(written July 2007)


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it's all a work in progress..

>> Monday, May 24, 2010

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