October 2010
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Remember that time when I was all addicted? →
September 2010
2 posts
For the love of all that is food →
El DeBarge is coming! With Mary J. Bl- WTF?? →
August 2010
1 post
First post of 2010! →
April 2010
2 posts
Fireland: Danger / Shakini →
I’m at the Denny’s on Clayton Dr. in Raton, New Mexico, really getting into this crispy pancake sausage burrito, when in comes Mohammed Aiden (a pseudonym constructed from the most common name in Africa and the most common name in the United States in 2007), employee of unknown rank in one of the…
You know that feeling when you’re reading a friend’s work and you’re so...
March 2010
7 posts
Happy Birthday, Grandpa!
I remember singing to Grandpa at his 75th birthday party. I sang this song in Spanish about family and grandchildren that I wrote for a children’s musical several years ago. Grandpa was the inspiration for it. So singing it to him that day was supposed to be this kind of tribute to him. But as I was singing, the words unexpectedly reminded me that I have far fewer years left with him than I...
Lee played this for me when we first started...
Fireland: So there’s this guy up on stage with... →
So there’s this guy up on stage with on-fire barrels and the Santa Carla crowd is just loving it and he’s this big bodybuilder with an extremely oiled and nude torso and long greasy mullet and I think some chains around his neck — not like pretty little gold chains but the kind of chains you use…
My friend Yoga
Mondays are for yoga. But the couch was warm and I was tired. Then, yoga was all, Listen, girl. I will bring some peace back into your life, but I’m gonna HURT YOU SO GOOD to do it. And you have to get off the couch and bring your ass in for this pain RIGHT NOW.
So, I went. And one of our poses was the tree pose, which is where you stand on one leg and cram your heel into your crotch....
January 2010
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November 2009
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Write, You Boring Loser! →
September 2009
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August 2009
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June 2009
7 posts
Songs in my head for no reason
This doesn’t really qualify, since there’s totally a reason: I listened to Ray Charles all weekend. But still. It’s in my head. And it makes me happy. When skies are grey.
You Are My Sunshine (2:58)
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No phrases for the weary
There’s a spinning, That’s yet to visit this year, Makes all the colors I have somehow beautiful. Makes them somehow Fill the page.
Try not to think too hard about it. Afraid I’ll chase it away with hard pursuit. Surely it will come. Naps help. Sunshine, too. And the pink, soft, velvet underlip Of a dog who nuzzles my cheek to say,
Get off the laptop.
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Quiet Time is when it all comes together. →
May 2009
3 posts
The trouble with cameras (and other reasons I seem...
Batteries.
And tiny little cards that need
Bigger little cards that go
Into the computer.
And that place in most people’s brains
That stores the information
That tells them
To buy stuff prior to getting home.
Where all things stop.
And headaches
Become
An anvil that pulls
Becomes
A pillow that beckons.
Time for bed.
April 2009
15 posts
A quick note about Chik-fil-A →
Songs in my head for no reason
I know this happens to everyone. Waking up with songs in their heads. But I cannot, cannot, cannot understand why the songs in my head are almost NEVER good.
But this one? This one is. And I’d defend it to anyone. I love Willie Nelson.
You Were Always On My Mind (3:34)
“That’s enougha that elephant talk, little girl.”
– Dad, in response to many things I said when I was a kid.
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