Tuesday, April 30, 2002
Please say it ain't so. Dennis Hopper now appearing in the new Gap ads on tv. Dennis, you keep testing the boundaries of good taste. Stop it.
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The Webby Awards nominees have just been announced today. Stop by and vote (or write in) your choice for best of the web. Winners will be announced June 18, in San Francisco at The California Palace of the Legion of Honor.
Monday, April 29, 2002
I KNOW WHY THE CAGED BIRD SINGS
A free bird leaps on the back of the wind
and floats downstream till the current ends
and dips his wing in the orange suns rays and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage
can seldom see through his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.
Ever feel trapped?
Saturday, April 27, 2002
I enjoy being up on a Saturday morning reading the news, drinking my espresso. There's a slight breeze through the walnut trees outside my dining room window and the day is still undecided if it will be cloudy or sunny.
HB and Skyler are still asleep. Skyler's ADHD medicine doesn't seem to be doing much good. Her doctor changed the dosage; hopefully that will help her. It's strange to see her at this woman/child stage of the game---almost 14 now. Needing me/but hating me. Isn't that the teenage way? I'm quite tolerant of most of her ways, which gives her more reason to hate me. Two old hippies raising a daughter with love and way too much understanding for her to appreciate just yet. Still I feel blessed...
Friday, April 26, 2002
The comment area will not be operating properly until approximately May 1st, as I understand it. But my test post did allright. I do apologize for the inconvenience oh so sincerely.
Read more...Thursday, April 25, 2002
CNN.com - Trucker charged with kidnapping
A truck driver accused of beating and forcibly holding his former girlfriend for more than a year was charged with kidnapping Wednesday in a central Georgia court.
The indictment came down hours after a judge set bond at $25,000 for Shannon Jones on a separate aggravated assault charge.
Jones, 26, did not immediately post bond. Officials with the Laurens County Sheriff's Department said the suspect would not likely be released, given the kidnapping charge. A bond hearing on the charge is expected in the coming days.
Asked what he thought of the accusations made by Kittena Shaddix, 25, that he held her against her will, Jones said, "Let her say what she wants."
Does she even have to SAY anything? Isn't just looking at her enough? The guy is the most obscene bastard I've seen in a long time. I guess he'll be out soon with that $25K bond. That is most disgusting. I hope the lady soon heals inside and out. Damn.
Tuesday, April 23, 2002
AlterNet
With 75,000 marchers in D.C., up to 50,000 in San Francisco and thousands more across the country, this weekend's anti-war rallies surprised organizers and authorities alike.
If I was 30 years younger, I would have probably been there. Protesting and standing for a cause were important to me when I was younger and much more passionate. I really felt like my generation could do some good--change the world. I suppose we did, but there's much work left to be done. We began the fight for Women's Lib, as it was first called. But do women get treated equally in the work place? Did we pass the mantle down to our children; this generation? I certainly hope so.
Sunday, April 21, 2002
minnie's journey
I had two puppies left to give away. A friend took them both last night. They were sweet brother and sister puppies and they're 4 months old. They'd been promised as soon as these folks moved into another place, so we knew all along they'd soon be leaving. He lives 3 or 4 miles away from us. Today I look up and see the girl puppy back home in front of me wagging her curly tail like nothing's the matter at all. She'd been on a journey across two major highways and through woods and mountains and sub-divisions to get back to us here at the only home she's ever known in her short life. It was only a month or so ago I had to get them out from behind a fence, because they didn't know how to find their way around it. We, of course, called the guy who had picked her up yesterday and he told us he was still hunting for her. We persuaded him to let us have the puppy back. My husband is still dumbfounded over the telepathy he says the dog must possess. But I'm blown away by the 'force' that guided her back home. I really didn't get terribly attached to Minnie before she left. But now I'm so moved by her fierce determination and spirit that I can think of little else.... Minnie had an incredible journey; and she took my heart to a place I'll not soon forget.
Saturday, April 20, 2002
puppetry of the penis
I just caught this on HBO and it's an absolute riot. Two men performing the ancient art of genital origami onstage to the audience's delight. The guys unashamedly display their genitals into all kinds of shapes, such as a hamburger, Eiffel Tower, baby bird, Loch Ness Monster, a snail, wristwatch, and many more. The two founders hail from Australia and tour now worldwide to sold out shows. Un-real...
Wednesday, April 17, 2002
ari fleischer
Why do we have to endure Ari Fleischer's Press Briefings daily? That dick with a pair of glasses on
just annoys the hell out of me.
is protest music dead?
Music used to be the dominant voice against war. Now it's easier to shut up and get paid. What's really going on?
Tuesday, April 16, 2002
excitement builds for $325 million prize
On CNN Does everyone have the fever? I certainly hope some deserving souls get to cash in on the prizes.
tricky dick's guide to drinking and toking
"In newly released transcripts, Richard Nixon and Art Linkletter struggle to fathom the differences between demon rum and dope."
On Salon
ozzy rules
Tonight is a new episode of "The Osbournes". Something the whole family can enjoy. I've enjoyed him and Black Sabbath since 1968, I believe it was. I'm sure glad he had the good sense to get straight.
Monday, April 15, 2002
Thanks, MediaWhores
Finally got the taxes done; could feel the relief rolling off my shoulders. There's been more of the same in the Middle East the past weekend despite additional reconcilliatory efforts. The tension must be horrendous over there. I'm not even going to pretend to be educated enough to discuss that situation. I hear one side of the news on television; then I get on the net to get the other views. After sifting through them all, I'm left with a better balance of the truth. Thanks, MediaWhores and Buzzflash and all the rest.
Sunday, April 14, 2002
null and void
Real typical Sunday today.....laundry mat, grocery store. Skyler and Nick are horsing around in the yard while I unwind and read the news. Then a little yard work, soup and sandwiches and a nap. I'm grateful for the love of my family. It's a good day...
Saturday, April 13, 2002
naked lunch
There's a film version of the classic novel, Naked Lunch,by William Burroughs. It's supposed to have been hard to transfer from book to screen, and this reviewer thinks it still hasn't been done. Interesting...
Something else I found newsworthy was an article in the Washington Post saying 'Democrat implies Sept 11 administration plot'. That whooshing sound you hear is the political leaders in Georgia rushing to distance themselves from Rep Cynthia McKinney's comments.
Friday, April 12, 2002
ellinor village resort
My husband and I were discussing the 'old days' and how now everyone seems to have a new car. Back when we were growing up, the only person who had a new car on the block was the doctor who lived across the street. Now, people think nothing of taking an extra job just so they can have a new car. This conversation then took us to the time when both our families went to Ormond Beach, FL, right beside of Daytona Beach, on vacation. There's a family resort that was formerly called Ellinor Village. It's now called Ocean Village and I believe it's a residential complex now. It's acres and acres of houses, and duplexes, that have all the usual accommodations for comfortable vacation living. Located across the highway from the beach, it has pools, tennis courts, shopping village, post office, grocery, drug store. Going to Ellinor Village each summer is some of my very best memories. I remember getting stung by a jellyfish in 13 places once while in the ocean and a cute lifeguard had to apply some type of lotion to all my sting places. Daytona Beach is special since people are able to drive their cars on the beach there. Of course, the speed limit is only 10 MPH, but it's great for people watching. The first time I saw Led Zeppelin was when we went to Daytona and heard on the radio that they'd be appearing in Jacksonville. After begging our parents relentlessly, my sister and I were able to drive up to see them perform. I believe I was only 17, and Robin was 15 at the time. Our parents were usualy pretty strict, but fortunately, they also realized the importance that Led Zeppelin had in our lives.
Thursday, April 11, 2002
tulips are blooming
Oh, what a glorious day it is. Beautiful spring day....my tulips are blooming. Reds, yellow, and a lone pale yellow one which I cut in the midst of it's middle aged-ness (or the middle of it's midst?) and displayed it on my mantel. What? I saved it from an untimely death from an impending rain storm we're certain to have one day.
I got to see my sister today. She looked great and was in very good spirits. It's so refreshing for me to see her. Now I'm good for a few more days....like some sort of refillable, but insatiable arid vessel depending on contact with her to quench my thirst.
Monday, April 8, 2002
the princess i am
I must get this book, Blinded By The Right, by David Brock, for my husband and me. Brock was at the center of the right-wing dirty tricks operation of the Gingrich era and a true believer until he could no longer deny that the political force he was advancing was built on little more than lies, hate, and hypocrisy. In Blinded By the Right, Brock, who came out of the closet at the height of his conservative renown, tells his riveting story from the beginning, giving us the first insiders view of what Hillary Rodham Clinton called 'the vast right-wing conspiracy'. Whether dealing with the right-wing press, the richly endowed think tanks, Republican political operatives, or the Paula Jones' case, Brock names names from Clarence Thomas on down, uncovers hidden links, and demonstrates how the Republican Right's zeal for power created the poisonous political climate that culminated in George W. Bush's election. I saw him recently on the The Daily Show with Jon Stewart plugging the book.
Steve came home tonight with a box of truffles, a scented candle, and a card for the princess I am. 
Awwwwww, ain't that sweet. And it's not even my birthday or anything.
If today were a man, he'd be a lumberjack. Dressed in greys and blacks. A coarse, curly beard and dirty fingernails---broken laces, dust on his boots. Certainly you can smell him before he comes into view.
I wonder what Steve's day is like today. He's at work and I thought I'd hear from him by now, but I haven't. Skyler went back to school after a long Spring Break. She was ready to see her friends. It's so damn quiet here today. The sound of guilt is deafening.
Sunday, April 7, 2002
i wonder what ever happened to xenia zed?
I wonder what ever happened to Xenia Zed? She was a friend from college and lived in Kingsport. She was of Russian descent and both her parents were physicians. She had a very old Volvo with no windows and we went from party to party in that car often. She introduced me to the gay world by inviting me first to a Halloween party. It was a great excuse for the closet people to dress up and show their fashion flare. A whole underground of people on the fringe as I was as a hippie girl (hated that label, but it does sum it up). Xenia was a neuter or whatever she called it when you are on a sexual sabbatical. So was Arfus and Suzy Creamcheese. We all experimented with acid and mescaline together almost daily. And did amazing art work while we were high. I remember painting a good picture of Jimi Hendrix when I lived in the dorm once, but my pottery was outstanding. I don't have any of that stuff anymore---broken and lost . A synonym for lost youth, I guess.
Sweet puppies. Soft, warm, black watery eyes; fluffy fur balls. We're keeping them for someone, you know. They don't really live with me, so they aren't really MY puppies
Well, whaddaya know? Skyler used Nair for the first time the other day and she broke out in blisters on her upper leg. That sure is some mean shit. When it burned, she tried to wash it off. She's always wanted to try it out. Guess it's back to the razor for her.
Read more...Friday, April 5, 2002
Friday night. Usually a time of anticipation. Talking together with friends to decide what we're going to do tonight. Not like that now. I did so much living between the time I was 17 until I was around 37. That song from the Liza Minelli movie, "Cabaret" was my theme song.
"I used to have a girlfriend known as Elsie.
With whom I shared a sordid room in Chelsea
She wasn't what you'd call a blushing flower
As a matter of fact, she rented by the hour
The day she died, the neighbors came to snicker
Well, that's what comes from too much pills and liquor
But when I saw her laid out like a queen
She was the happiest corpse I'd ever seen
I made my mind up back in Chelsea
When I die-------I'm going like Elsie
MY FRIDAY FIVE - April 5, 2002
1. What are the first things that you do in the morning to start your day? Check on everyone, change my clothes, feed the dogs and cat, take my vitamins & other such stuff, sit down with some coffee and cigarettes and watch the morning news.
2. What are the last things that you do at night before going to bed? Tidy up, lay out clothes, turn off lights, check on pets, kiss Skyler, and fall asleep with the tv on.
3. What daily routine have you recently added to your day? Pretty much been doing the same old shit every day.
4. What routine do you wish you get rid of? That getting up and going to work thing.
5. What's the one thing that makes you feel like something is missing if you don't do it some point within your day? I have to have hugs and kisses from my husband and daughter, really just time with them, or what's the point?
My daughter is strange sometimes---but in a good way, I suppose. She was fussing with her dad over a stuffed animal one moment and threatening to bitch slap the neighbor boy the next.
Thursday, April 4, 2002
Just returned from the klinik---didn't see anyone today. Friends, or Robin.....was really hoping to run into Robin, my sister. Skyler rode with me this morning. She's still out for Spring Break. She seems to have such healthy self esteem for a 13 year old. She's really getting more fun to hang out with and knows how to make me laugh. I hope we always have this closeness. So today, I am grateful for Skyler and the ultimate joy she's brought into my life.
Read more...Tuesday, April 2, 2002
April? And do I have my taxes done? Probably not.....thinking about my sister, Robin, tonight. She's extremely ill. I want to hear her voice and see her face all the time, but she doesn't live near me anymore. And she really doesn't feel like getting on the pc very much either. That's fucked up. If she knew how much it meant to me just to get a few words from her more often, I believe she'd try harder. It's what I need. Is that selfish? Maybe it's harder on her than I realize. But I really need to hear and see her. I really love her so much. I don't think I've really told her that lately. I think I'll do just that.....
Read more...Monday, April 1, 2002
There's my friend, Jack. Do we tell him he's gay? Could he handle the shock of it? No, not just yet. I'll just be around to cushion the blow when he finally figures it out. Poor, sweet, unasuming Jack. Ready when you are.
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