Month: July 2003

  • Cape Cod


    Old stories say that all things come in threes. You get three wishes. There are three sons. The third time is a charm (I like that one). Lovers, treasure, trials, adventures, good karma and bad, debts paid threefold, rewards which are three times better than expected. And there are the phases of the moon, like a woman.


    I'm going to the Cape tonight to hang with the Coven, namely the two other witchy women in my family. We make three, Maiden, Mother, Crone; strange things start to happen when we are all in the same place. If one is absent, the others fill in the empty role. My grandmother is celebrating her eighty something birthday, sighing in her chair at the end of the day, and my mother is becoming more and more frail, and streaked with whisps of grey, and i'm not rosy cheeked and naive and stoopid any more....so where does that put me?


    Chasing seagulls on the beach, that's what. You thought i was gonna get all maternal?? HA. Never!!!

  • I begin every summer wondering what will happen. When i look back, there are snapshots of memory which contain all that my life had been at that point in time. It's usually something very simple, like an omen. Some gulls, a mossy rock, a rollercoaster, green beachtowels, a black dog, cloud shadows on a hill. When september comes, maybe I'll know what this summer was, and what it means.


    .......


    A postcard came in the mail for me today. It's funny how the best things in my life are the things i least expected.


    .......


    I am deliciously happy.

  • I Post this So You Can Hear It


    The Tragically Hip, Donna the Buffalo, & Nick Drake

  • Room for Rent.


    I posted this on Craigslist today.....


    "My apartment is beautiful, but I need a new roommate! The available room is bright and sunny in a 2 BR apartment with big windows, hardwood floors, and high ceilings, all newly renovated. Washer/dryer in unit, dishwasher & disposal in new, open kitchen (I love to cook), across the street from a park, cute neighborhood, private courtyard, parking in rear, 5 min walk to Orange line and #39 bus. I am a 24-year old art teacher, neat and responsible, seeking someone who is creative, likes animals (I have a fish and a guinea pig), and is respectful of one anothers' space (but into hanging out sometimes). Utilities are not included, ie gas& electric, phone, broadband cable. Deposit 1 mo's rent, option to sign lease."


    the first reply i got:


    " I have seen your ad, and I'm looking for an apartment right near where you live!  I'm 23, violently suave, and looking for a hot sexy roommate to make me food and clean my feet.  Roommate, or maid... whichever.  But you have to pay for me to live with you, I don't want any tacky rent bills.  Only checks, blue ones with dolphins on them.  Brought to me on a plate, along with a wafer thin mint, so that I can find the meager amount of money you give to me palatable.


      Be forewarned - I shower in the nude, so you must know that it is possible that  you may glimpse the body of God if you were to ever have to pee really badly while I am showering.  I do not look down upon this - but you must make up for your lack of tact by bringing me another check.  And a wafer thin mint.  But only after I have retired into an item from my new line of satin loungewear.

     

       Sincerely,

     

          Nico Suave"

     

    This afternoon I think I will go to the grocery store and buy a whole box of wafer thin mints.

  • I am a fiend for Krispy Crack....


  • Like a neon sign outside of Kitch n' Kabobs Kurry Kasbah:


  • Yum, Lettuce.



    I am the rabbit on the left, by the way. The one that looks skinnier and way hungrier. Voracious even. More evil rabbits later.


    This is the best salad ever. It's got:




    • spinach


    • goat cheez


    • tomatooooes


    • appleses


    • craisins


    • various pepper vegetabley things


    • croutons, but i always pick em out first and huck em


    • cucumbers



    I went to the model cave today. Or rather, the dungeon of architectural insanity at 1/8" inch scale. It was much less dank and dark and dilapidated than i expected. There were dinosaurs and a rickety staircase, but no spiders and no manacles bolted to the wall, where poor souls hang for hours wailing the evils of postmodernism and poor design. I think Bry was making horrible stuff up so i would buy him treats. Which i did anyway.

    Today I bought green pants. They are very green. They match my blog. Hehe.


    "Where should we begin?" I asked nobody in particular.


    "How the hell am i supposed to know?!" snarled the Oxymephorous, feeling grouchy because he had been woken from a nap. "Why don't you just get out a map and pick someplace??"


    I rummaged in my bag, and found:



    • a Map of the City
    • Lip Gloss
    • a half-eaten cookie
    • forty-nine cents
    • a drawing of the Oxymephorous, looking unusually charming

    "Perhaps we ought to have dinner before we go," i ventured, peering at the map, "It's no fun going on an Adventure and getting lost as well as hungry."


    "Gimme that cookie!" yeowled the Oxy.


    "You'll spoil your appetite!" I yeowled back.


    "BITE ME!"

  • New Toys!


  • Diva



    When I was a kid i thought my parents had named me after Annie Lennox. I remember watching the video for "Sweet Dreams " on MTV when i was little and feeling confused and fascinated and totally mezmerized by her cool short neon red hair and the random cow that was hanging around. Years later, I cut my hair all spiky and my mum helped my tint it bright red, but never red enough.


    I just listened to her new album, Bare, and i realized how much i miss her voice....a sort of sound rediscovery. She's exquisite, that's all i wanted to say.

  • Which Natural Disaster Are You?