My 34th birthday is quickly approaching, and now more than ever I'm aware of the reality of change and the necessity of it as well. Change isn't a thing to dread, as if it will take you down and ruin you, leaving you a confused shell of your former self. If I'm honest with myself, my former self needed changing, no matter the cost. And what is that cost? Pain. My heart aches for people and places that don't even exist anymore, and has held on by the last thin, invisible string just in case the loss is an illusion and I'm only dreaming of the present. It's most incomprehensible to let go of the hands you grasp that are no longer holding on to yours. And to realize that time and distance have not been the only factors in changing the relationship you revere the most, but rather an organic change in that person him/herself that in no way is a reflection of you, but in spite of you and your magical, colorful and bonded past. 33 was a year of amazing and blossoming growth, and its fantastic surprise has made me more hopeful than ever before, b/c I realize the unpredictability of life can work for good, not just a random episode of my bad ole, faithful ole mental illness. I've come to see the fragility of life and its many layers and colors as beautiful and tragic all at once. And waking to a day with another year almost behind me makes me realize that it's worth it- every single tear and giggle has been worth it and I never thought I'd be able to say that even just a few years ago. This song has always conjured up a million epiphanies for me, its words and melody never fail to draw emotion from deep within me. And the questions it asks are so real it's an almost palpable request to take a closer look, have a good cry, linger on the past for a moment and let go. It's about moving on, and I can do that.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Shame on you, China!

Monday, August 11, 2008
Karate Kid
Monday, July 14, 2008
American Hustle -- Luenell (NOT FOR TENDER EARS)
Anyone who knows me knows I love comedy better than just about anything. If you can make me laugh, I'm putty in your hands. If you can make me laugh until I cry, I will sing your praises forever and shout it from the mountain tops. And because you are that good, you deserve recognition! This woman could break down the sourest of the sourpusses. I haven't laughed so hard in who knows how long! If you do not laugh at this (don't listen if you are easily offended) check your pulse, b/c you might be dead.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Since when did fast food become dangerous?

Thursday, July 10, 2008
When the mics are left on.....
There's nothing funnier to me in this world than when a newsperson or politician thinks his/her microphone is off, when it is actually on. Love it! The honesty!! The true colors! Here's a very candid clip that I'm sure you've already seen of Jesse Jackson making some not-so-nice remarks about Obama on Fox News. Of course he apologized, but....... Hey! Check your mic! But if you don't, please let me hear what you had to say. Please!
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
We're all getting old

Can you believe this? Shelley Duvall, the poor, tortured wife in "The Shining" is 59 today! From the looks of her bio on IMDB, this was pretty much her claim to fame. "The Shining" came out in 1980, and is still the scariest movie of all time, hands down. Of course, I'm not one to make an accurate judgement of horror movies, considering I can't watch them. They scare me to the point of misery, and it took me years to get all the way through this one!! This face says it all.....RED RUM! Happy Birthday, reserve this face for next year when you hit sixty.

