Thursday, May 29, 2008

sketchbook: under my skin

I pace the mind, one thought at a time, lingering in the touch, the taste, the smell of her. There is nothing so sweet as a new lover discovered. By accident I road into her life and then she into mine. By accident I fell into that enamored grace that comes with learning the curves of the body, the dimpled smile as it hovered over my own, pacing each other’s desires, racing each other’s excitement. How those days and nights cling to me, a layer of experience in this mind thinking, I can see the metronome ticking, wondering the next time I get to touch her, taste her, and smell her.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

if i just didn't committ to x365, we wouldn't have a prob here

Oh, I am so not doing well with the x365 am I? Its my one big commitment for this page and here I am falling right off the map. I’ve card out time next week. Actually wrote it in my planner to get on top of it again. Until then I seem to be ever-so-busy still trying to live in the real world of life.

I have a guest coming into town this weekend. This meant spending time cleaning the home which turned into a home improvement project nightmare complete with box springs taking up my walk way in the sun room as I write this. I keep getting one thing done only to then need to do two more things. Whatevs.

The good news of the week is I have my car back. This allows me to go to Detroit tomorrow and pick up said guest, take her to this great Lake this State happens to have and take her back to Detroit when the weekends done. Woot! Am thanking the universe. Thank you. With said car back I might just have more energy to put into writing.

Then there is the job, which always seems to be in flux. I have one half of a settled job and another half that looks like a constant adjustment to schedules and tasks. Yeah, I know vague. It’s the price of being a Jedi…I mean social worker in a confidential settings. I just can’t tell you what I am doing in any kind of detail. Again, whatevs. All I know is, I had to pat myself on the back to be able to thrive in such a flexi state of living. Still I wish I had more certainty in this area. What I am certain is, I have work. I am not about to be laid off and no plans for it in the near future. Woot! That’s more then I can say for most folks in this State. I am lucky in a time of economic uncertainty.

Heck, I picked up another farming gig in July already to make sure I have cash coming in (just in case). I’m not a farmer; I just play a farmer’s hand apparently when I need the money. I always wanted to put farmer’s hand on my list of things I’ve done, so I guess I can check that off. I think I am going to put millionaire on said list…maybe just maybe I might find myself scoring a notch for that one too.

Yep, someday I may post again. My goal really is simply to get a handle on the X365 so I can say I have followed thru.

Till next time,


Friday, May 16, 2008

Bright Eyes - Landlocked Blues

someone passed this along to me today. i like the lyrics so much, i thought i'd share.


Monday, May 12, 2008

i have no idea why i took this pic

Delinquent and absent. Yep, that’s me these days. Life is doing what it does best and keeps moving forward.

The downs of my life right now:
my car that is broke
paying for said broke car
still no second part-time job
my fatigue is back in full force
the Iraq War still commences while we get money back from the government

My Ups of my life right now:
I ride my bike everywhere!
The tax return that paid for said broke car
Primary part time job has given me 40 hours worth of work for the next month
My fatigue might have something to do with late nights conversations on the phone
I'm almost done with this blanket I have been knitting for 5 years!

That’s life right there. A blend of complicated experiences, I remember when I couldn’t feel the good stuff mixed in with the rough stuff. Not anymore. Somewhere I got the idea that if my life expectancy was half of what it could be; maybe I should embrace the ride. It’s just easier.

I seem to be an ever busy gyrl. By day I’m working on this homeless shelter project assisting mentally distressed individuals obtain and maintain housing, plus the clinical stuff I do at the crisis unit. By night, I seem to have something to do whether its coffee with friends, reading at open mics, or volunteering at this community center that embraces social change through activism. In fact, I finally booked a band to play a house party fundraiser the center will be having at the end of the month.

Then this weekend I finally had this yard sale I’d been blabbing about forever. Purged so much crap I feel lighter just by the experience. I learned through the process that I carry sentiment in everything! Pack of matches, a damn stuffed duck…none of it goes without the weighted nostalgia of experience. This makes it hard to sever the relationship between this self and the crap. I did though! Yep. Very proud. Made $80 bucks too. Cash vs. dusty stuffed animal? Holla cold hard cash, bye duck!

Um, what else. In a few moments I plan to go grocery shopping. I’m out of sweet potatoes, my new staple in my diet apparently. Ya’ll I don’t know what it is about me, but it’s like I have a favorite vegetable of the month that I can’t get enough of. This month it’s sweet potatoes. Last month it was zucchini. I know…weird sh!t.

That’s about it for me. I’m going to try and post the x365 each day this week until I catch up.


105/365 - 111/265: look she's doing that thing again

105/365 Sassy Chocolate
Motorcycle Momma. We sweated through the social work program together, into too many late nights. Its ‘cause of her randomly cops will blare their sirens, so she can get my attention.

106/365 Sally
Prof with tudinal flare. She taught me the basics in social work theory, plus some side trips into how we treat our aging in America. One of my faves. Merci, professeur

107/365 Meiko
Another fave entrepreneur I know on the block. She’s the only raw foods restaurant around. Discovered Rumi on her bookshelves. I believe Emma Goldman would have felt home in her space.

108/365 Todd m
Last time I saw him he was grilling for the Worker’s March, watching the young coordinators run around directionless and discombobulated. He gave patience and support, and wisdom with good timing.

109/365 Angela
Another social work program friend, we’d joke about everything inappropriate, me the outspoken rebel and she the milf. She came to the gay bars with us and her daughters painted this.

110/365 Jenn
This year I am coming to K>>>>>Fest! She happens to speak the same language with the universe as I am at any given time. One of the funniest gyrls I know.

111/365 Scott
Owns the bookstore on the block. Kind smile and nice space. I use to go to the Quaker worship in the backroom of his store. Anti-war, like most store owners here.

Saturday, May 3, 2008

train ride

What can I say?
I am very delinquent on the x365. Will hopefully have the last two weeks posted tomorrow. Oye. Never again will I let myself slack.

Can the excuse be that I am distracted at the moment with living life, getting my house in order, and yeah, travels been on my page these days? It’s been a good time really.

Here are some photos from the last trip to the home town. I took these photos on the train, heading southwest. ~GoGo