25 August, 2005

island time

the 700 club is calling for assasinations, our troops are dying in humvee's that aren't combat ready, gas is almost three bucks a gallon, AK47s need to escort our ferry's to port, busses aren't safe, the supreme court justices are becoming a frightengly conservative bunch, the richer are getting richer and the poorer are getting poorer, and the storm of a lifetime named katrina is knocking on the gulf's front door. some say its the end of days. some days i agree. we went to the island and picked blackberries to make sloshy drinks with vodka, we sat in the hotub, went beach combing for shells to put in our garden, BBQ'd and hung out with family and friends.... not caring is so much fun.

05 August, 2005

pirates & hydros

its seafair in seattle this week. fiesta grande! the blue angels are practicing. jet engines kick ass! I90 is closed when they fly, and its friday. i was going to poster downtown with jen, but its too hot to sit in traffic so i think i'll kick it on the west side YOU KNOW ITS THE BEST SIDE !

.: blue angels photograph taken @ lake washington's seafair hydro races :.

24 July, 2005

carpool tunnel

maybe i should shut up and listen for an answer. you know? stop this freight train brain of mine... shut down the abstracts and marinate in the absolute. somewhere in the middle there's gotta be some sanity, somewhere. serenity from sitting still and letting it pass.. without a spliff or sniff. this picture in the battery street tunnel was taken a few weeks ago - it has a calming effect on me. i think i'll ACTUALLY print this ONE and quietly cop*a*squat with it... find peace in the light at the end of a twisted tunnel.

14 July, 2005

america eats its young

AMERICA eats its young, but i think she needs to get slim, somebody tell that heffer to excercise her demons and stop chewing on our children so she can reduce her jail celluite... she should get her tummy tucked or something cuz her underbelly's showing..... tell her to release a percentage locked up in the belly of that beast. or sorry, just shoot the staple gun at her 41 times and maybe 19 will stick. she likes dark meat, she's developed a taste for dark meat.... i mean she's been sucking the blood from american's. it's too bad the innocent cons don't have the comedians to clear up the lies, obstruction causes a clog in the system, inmates study law to find a clause in the system, more cops get acquitted and mayor guilliani has the nerve to give applause for the system. she got a MAN sized hunger, so she pulls out a snickers cuz, SNICKER SATISFIES YOU! she'll do anything to satisfy this MAN size hunger... say, sodomize some motherless child and pick his broken manhood from between her teeth with bathroom plungers?

.: photo: liberty @ alki beach ::

07 July, 2005

hotel rwanda

yesterday i watched the movie hotel rwanda, to learn about what lead to the crimes against women in the congo at the hands of cowards hiding in the jungles. i learned of a million plus holocaust... hapening in mid 90's, in my lifetime. i wonder why the world didn't cry out? why did we gawk at the images on the evening news and continue eating our TV dinners? i am anxious when i feel this helpless.... and insignificant. and am in awe how quick history is repeated.. a new shame for each generation? i'm a fierce wind-walking-woman when i wanna be. but right now i want my blankee with the satin edges, and i wanna snuggle with this blind faith of mine.... that there is more good in mankind than there is evil...

my heart for the women in the congo.
my prayers for the people of london.

09 March, 2005

rant & rave

feeling like a salad, tossed. no sleep. my mind is too busy minding it's own business. gotta do this, shoulda done that, didn't do this, wanna do that. worry, wonder, plan, ponder, over-analyze, dysfunctionally-disastersize. get up to go pee... smoke a smoke, watch some TV. i read that i am cosmically prone to "liviving on nerves" ... the irony is living on them is killing all of them. or maybe it's the clover doublestacks. what can i say, i was young and dumb. fuck, i'm gonna be that wack-o old lady on the block pruning roses at 3.30 in the morning. scaring all the kids. weak!