Truth Is A Moving Target

Puddle Thinking

2009-11-11T21:33:00.000-08:00

". . . imagine a puddle waking up one morning and thinking, 'This is an interesting world I find myself in, an interesting hole I find myself in, fits me rather neatly, doesn't it? In fact it fits me staggeringly well, must have been made to have me in it!' This is such a powerful idea that as the sun rises in the sky and the air heats up and as, gradually, the puddle gets smaller and smaller, it's still frantically hanging on to the notion that everything's going to be alright, because this world was meant to have him in it, was built to have him in it; so the moment he disappears catches him rather by surprise. I think this may be something we need to be on the watch out for."

~Douglas Adams

Evans City Cemetary

2009-11-05T13:04:00.000-08:00

For aficionados, this is the cemetery where Night of the Living Dead was filmed!

My Absence is Only Temporary.

2009-11-05T12:51:00.000-08:00

First of all, thank you to those who have written and called, I know you want to talk to me- and I really appreciate your curiosity and concern. I just don't feel like explaining myself yet.
It's been a lot to go through, this past year.
I'll write back, I'll call, when I feel like I can talk- my own partner is having trouble getting cohesive thoughts out of me at the moment, so you are not alone.
I spent three days in bed, staring at the television and putting my brain to sleep- and it was uncomfortable after awhile. After that. I had an epiphany- one that I thought I had long ago but must have forgotten somewhere along the way:
My life is my own. It doesn't matter what others think of me and when I accept the negative shit that they throw at me, I don't have to suck it in like a sponge. I don't want to reject other peoples' feelings as I know that what I do affects them- but I don't have to take on another's' opinion of me as my own. It's detrimental for me to do so.
I need to allow myself to live. I can't hold the thoughts of others as my law and I won't. I think that's why some people are so angry with me right now. That's unfortunate for them- because what you do when you berate someone with inherent strength is force them to ignore you.
I will do what I need to do for myself, perceive the world the way I choose, and I will make something of this life that I have- I will take opinions and advice when I ask for them, and I will try to be respectful of others. I will love the way I know. And the way that I learn to.
It's the best I can do for anyone.
and it should be enough.
It'll have to be.

Music Can Tell The Truth.

2009-10-22T00:51:00.001-07:00

Idiot Wind.
Sent on the Sprint® Now Network from my BlackBerry®

2009-10-15T13:29:00.001-07:00

I've gotten some things off my chest here, but I think it's time to calm down now.....
Time for a little light.

Exactly!

2009-10-13T13:56:00.001-07:00

CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): "There are two rules for ultimate success
in life," wrote L. M. Boyd. "First, never tell everything you know." While
that may be the conventional wisdom about how to build up one's
personal power, I prefer to live by a different principle. Personally, I find
that as I divulge everything I know, I keep knowing more and more that
wasn't available to me before. The act of sharing connects me to fresh
sources. Open-hearted communication doesn't weaken me, but just the
reverse: It feeds my vitality. This is the approach I recommend to you in
the coming days, Capricorn. Do indeed tell everything you know.

Death.

2009-10-12T22:13:00.000-07:00

I'm no stranger to Death. I'd say he knows me by name.
We've shaken hands and agreed that he is necessary- and that I still don't like him. He seems to accept it.
That only sounds insane to you if you don't know my life- if you do, sounds perfectly reasonable. He is there and he has a name and we need him- but we're a little like kids that hate vegetables. You can fight it all you want, but someday you'll have to accept some facts.
He's been around a lot lately- and physical death is not his only job; don't underestimate him. That's a mistake.
Everything ends. As you are born, you will die. As it is with All That Is. And I mean ALL. Relationships, the flowers that pretty up your table, and the tiny spider that hangs out in your window.
It's all gotta go sometime.
And so do you. And some you love will go before you do.
It's really alright. I swear on all I consider Holy, that it really is alright.

Do your grieving, be sad about the loss of future events. Wish things could have been different. However you grieve is however you do it, and don't ever let anyone tell you you're wrong for it. Fuck them if they dare do that. But know all the while that the dead are fine- where they should be- and the one you grieve for is you.
That, in a nutshell, is what he told me.
He wasn't so nice about it, but then, nice isn't in his job description.

We Are All Wrong, A Lot.

2009-10-12T13:26:00.000-07:00

You can't really undo old mistakes. You can apologize if you believe you were wrong, but you can only ever build something new. In some cases, for me, that's working right now. In others, I have no interest in building a damn thing.
If I can't trust you now, and am pretty sure I should never trust you again, what is there to build?
People want me to fix this thing, you see, with my sister. The sister I chose. I see why they all want it; it was powerful and beneficial and rare. I would have forgiven anything, and did. Anything save that thing that she'd already done once. I can only forgive that once. I should only forgive it once.
Aside from all of that, toxic is toxic- no matter who is right, wrong, or both. That's the real bottom line.
I will not make a move on this. I cannot. Not now. I know that we'll face each other again sometime, but I won't do it until I'm ready. If I ever am. I no longer wish to be where I am not wanted for what I am. I will not make changes in my priorities because someone else thinks I should. I cannot learn to love myself when one of the most important people in my life thinks that I'll only deserve unconditional love once I make whatever changes she wishes. I never did that to her, and I'll no longer accept less.
I will always love her. But I will not keep her.
Now, onward.

Letter To A Long Lost Child.

2009-10-11T13:14:00.000-07:00

I got a text message from your mother this morning- and when I saw your name and your picture I backed away from the computer and cried for two hours. In fact, I'm still crying... My friend was with me, and didn't immediately understand what brought the tears- until I told him the story.
We were so, so young, Deven.
I remember your mom pregnant with you; I remember your baby shower and all of the things that we had for you. You slept on my chest and I put you to bed. I sang you little songs and reveled in your tiny giggle. You had one hell of a grip, and my hair was long at the time so you got more than one handful of my locks, boy.
Your mother was my best friend, and so I was your Auntie Heather.
And I loved you.
I have never, ever forgotten you. Saying goodbye to you was unlike anything I have experienced to date- how do you willingly say goodbye to a child you love and likely will never see again- and process that so young? I know your mother never got over it, and I sure as hell didn't.
Back then, when I still prayed on occasion, I prayed that you were safe- that whoever was graced with your life would see the precious little boy that they had and would raise you to be good, gentle, intelligent, and a smart ass-
Just like we would have, if we could have.
I'll let you read this someday soon, after you get to know your mother again and can face the long line of strangers that want to be a part of your life. I'm only recently better at patience, but I'll wait my turn.
Welcome back, young man.
You can never know how much you've been missed.
Love,
Heather

Tom Waits - Come On Up to the House

2009-10-06T14:02:00.001-07:00

Nico - These Days

2009-10-02T01:19:00.001-07:00

2009-09-12T12:30:00.000-07:00

Just now I was viewing an aquaintences video journal. Michael heard him talking about his fireplace, decided he couldn't be less interested, and that he should kill as many bees as possible with the garden hose.
I suggested hairspray instead.
No offense to the bees, but they swarm our heads every minute and seem impervious to all means of killing them.
Good for them, in a way. I admire strength.

I'm headed back on Monday.
I am shaking with fear.
of everything.
In fact, I can't remember being so afraid of anything in all of my adult life. I want someone to fix this; to light my way. I know I am the only one that can do that, but at the moment my vision isn't what it used to be.

Nothing is ever as bad as we make it out to be, right? Isn't that what they say?

I seem to only be interested in the Cemeteries lately.

well, there's that....

2009-09-03T12:28:00.000-07:00

There are things I will really miss about her.
I have never shared a connection quite as deep with another person, and for a time, great needs were fulfilled by it's existence on both ends. But it's very obviously over. It's no longer serving either one of us to hold onto it.
It's hard for me to let go of people, historically, but as I age and witness the changes that take place in people and how we all absorb our experiences, each in different ways, it makes more and more sense to me to know when to let it go.
It's a death. I can't see it any other way because that's exactly what it is. And it's okay- everyone and everything passes in one way or another. It must be accepted for what it is-
The truth of all life.

The challenge for me now is to decide what I should say, how I should say- Or if I should say anything at all. Those of you that know me well know that this is, by far, the biggest challenge. I have always said, and in many ways believe, that when you end something important, you must communicate the reasons for the benefit of all parties- to optimize the potential for everyone to learn and grow from whatever experience it may have been.
However.
Some of the people I respect the most tend to remain silent. Not in all cases, but always when I needed it. I do tend to reach realizations on my own at some point, however, so it's not always necessary to slam me with reality. I'll get to it in my time. I find that the people that respect me, in general, are the ones who know when to do this.
So is it a sign of a lack of respect to speak my mind?
I suppose it depends on the circumstances.
I want to do this the right way- to be honest and not hurtful, regardless of the spite and hostility that I perceive has been directed at me, and very wrongly. This is a big deal. Really big. I want to be careful.
Fuck.
So much to fucking think about.

rest.

2009-08-14T12:57:00.000-07:00

I looked for an answer today in the mail and there wasn't one. I couldn't take it anymore.
So I went online and checked-
All weeks were paid as of yesterday.
She went with me. I thought she would, but it's so hard to trust my instincts anymore, even with the dream I was given which I will tell you about later.
Everyone is so excited! I am too, but it'll take me a bit to relax.
get over the PTSD, you know.
Meanwhile, it's the weekend and we've been talking about going back to Buck Lake.

From buck lake 0709

Wait.

2009-08-13T15:43:00.000-07:00

I hardly know what to say.
Things are moving- slowly- but they are coming together, one agonizing shard at a time. It's all about waiting, you see. Waiting for the unemployment decision, waiting for some family to see the Craigslist post about the kittens and want them. Waiting for some stranger to want something that I own. Waiting for things that seem almost out of my control.
At this point, I'm existing on the patience and interest of others. I am entirely grateful, to my very core, but I stretch for the lessons in this. There are so many.
What will happen?
How will this turn out?
Where will I be?
I can't see into the future as well as I used to, so the primary exercise is one in trust. Trust the universe, my friends, my lover, my family.
Not any easy thing for me, now that I think about it.....

2009-07-27T14:31:00.001-07:00

test post

Seahorses Forever

2009-07-25T03:24:00.000-07:00

I'm up too late.
I know this, but it's a by-product of my unemployment- I revert to what is probably my natural, inborn sleeping schedule.
4am-4pm for the past two days.
Rediculous!
I'm setting an alarm for tomorrow regardless of how late I stay up. I have things to do, dammit. Bread pick up for Food Not Bombs tomorrow night. Must-write email that I can't put off one more day. Things, things, things. 'Tighten that ass UP,' as Dean would say.
I need to figure out what I want to do when I grow up.

Meanwhile, this has made me laugh lots in the past week:

I'm going to watch Carnivale until I fall asleep.

She's Baaaaack.........

2009-07-24T18:17:00.000-07:00

That's right, the blog is back. Don't expect regularity or anything, but add it to a reader if you want to keep up.
Love to you all.

Other People's Words Seem To Work

2008-10-17T00:12:00.000-07:00

maybe I'm just too demanding
maybe I'm just like my father
too bold
maybe I'm just like my mother
she's never satisfied

This Little Thing is for Cookie.

2008-09-01T23:08:00.001-07:00

Two Simple Songs

2008-09-01T22:58:00.000-07:00

In one little video.

because the planet can still amaze us

2008-07-23T08:16:00.000-07:00

Best In The World!

2008-07-12T20:43:00.000-07:00

The Masters of Harmony (read= my dad!!!) won the international mens chorus competition this year in Nashville.
Whether or not it's your thing, give it a watch because
well,
you just don't see this kinda thing every day.
And did I mention that it's my DAD??

enjoy.

Hey Baby, It's The Fourth Of July

2008-07-04T09:54:00.000-07:00

In honor of the anniversary of the independence of our nation, I put forth that we do not deserve such a celebration.
We are apathetic, fat and lazy. In all reality, we do not care about freedom so long as we have our cars, houses and diamond rings. We are free to buy. And we do. We hardly realize that we are under the thumb of the man- because truth be told- we like it. We like to be told what to do.
I can't change anyone and I can't make them see things that they are not ready to see. So I will merely remind you of what one of our founding fathers would have said about the situation we are in.

"Prudence, indeed, will dictate that governments long established, should not be changed for light and transient causes; and, accordingly, all experience [has] shown that mankind are more disposed to suffer while evils are sufferable than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But, when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same object, evinces a design to reduce [the people] under absolute despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such government, and to provide new guards for their future security." --Thomas Jefferson: Declaration of Independence, 1776. ME 1:29, Papers 1:429

I ask only one thing
Take a moment
And think.

or...whatev.
enjoy your hot dogs.

esoteric agenda.

2008-06-28T19:43:00.000-07:00

ah, video again.
it's just that some of the things I'm seeing lately are changing the way I think and giving me new insight.
devote some time to this one please, and get all the way through. I know we don't have tons of time to sit in front of our various screens, but learning is important!

George Carlin

2008-06-22T23:34:00.001-07:00

I know I've been to image/video centric lately and not said too many words- but forgive it this time as Carlin is Dead.
And I had a bad night.
Please watch the video and say your thanks to the man.
love,
me

Cookie Monster is just.....Unamerican!

2008-06-21T11:57:00.000-07:00

Real.

2008-06-14T10:21:00.000-07:00

"Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."

~The Velveteen Rabbit

you have a date for independence day!

2008-06-06T20:32:00.000-07:00

June Sandbox

2008-06-06T12:15:00.001-07:00

sandbox june

The Truth About My Apartment

2008-05-07T23:02:00.000-07:00

sent to Soph on the eve of her arrival:

I'm at work all day, till about 7, but you can come here whenever.
the house is atrocious, i mean gawdawful, my apologies. too busy for housekeeping, honestly.
the address is
****** ave (map it via google and buses are at trimet.org)
the code to get in the front door is *****
just like that
I'm #**- up the stairs to the right.
there are internets around. not sure what's in the building for wireless but I do have cable in the apt.
feel free to use the computer for whatever ails you.....
oh, and we are broke. as hell. fun is free or it aint.
I'll be online at work too so if you wants to speak through gmail just do the chatty thing.
as far as the cats go-
one is a kitten freak and won't talk to you until you've spent the night- but he hides in the couch so feel free to forcefully socialize him. his name is tewwa. or tewwabuls. or tewwa head. Likes to be on your shoulder but has not figured out that claws HURT.
there is a tiny black thing named Kali, aka tiny. she is fierce and sweet. she does not like to be picked up but loves to be touched. she will not sit down while she is on you and stands oddly on people. if she is too pointy just set her down. she'll go kill a bug/bird/squirrel for you.
Lemmy is king- he's an older silver tabby that is, well, my kid. if he's in, great. if he's not you may hear him yowling at the apt door. do let him in. he is the friendliest and will love you right away. wants world peace and hopes everyone can just get along.
So welcome!
and I'll see ya when I get home.
loves,
heather

hmmmm....

2008-05-06T22:41:00.000-07:00

Big Five Test Results

Extroversion (56%) moderately high which suggests you are, at times, overly talkative, outgoing, sociable and interacting at the expense of developing your own individual interests and internally based identity.
Accommodation (66%) moderately high which suggests you are, at times, overly kind natured, trusting, and helpful at the expense of your own individual development (martyr complex).
Orderliness (44%) moderately low which suggests you are, at times, overly flexible, random, scattered, and fun seeking at the expense of structure, reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment.
Emotional Stability (52%) medium which suggests you average somewhere in between being calm and resilient and being anxious and reactive.
Inquisitiveness (74%) high which suggests you are very intellectual, curious, imaginative but possibly not very practical.

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Oddly accurate~ thoughts?

may sandbox

2008-05-06T20:23:00.000-07:00

From sandbox may

chinese gardens

2008-05-06T20:19:00.000-07:00

From chinese gardens

2008-04-30T23:13:00.000-07:00

oh, so nervous.
there is so much happening in so many places
here
there
everywhere

I hope I have a good grip because all of this change is shaking me to my core.
maybe i'll fly out the window

You have new Picture Mail!

2008-04-24T20:05:00.001-07:00

bedtime story.

2008-04-21T23:26:00.000-07:00

Incus: i wants a story noooowww

X: ok!

Incus: um, pardon me but it doesn't look like you are writing me a story

X: there once was a guy who got distracted and decided to promptly write a story!

here goes haha

Incus: HA HA AH

X: there once was a boy who threw off vibrations into the upper non perceivable dimensions and fell in love with the mystery unfolding. he didn't believe in love or math and then he met a girl whose love he couldn't quantify with neurochemistry! so he made plans to fly thousands of miles to meet her latest body even though they had been intertwined since the last time the singularity exploded, expanded and collapsed in on itself again.

Incus: i like this story.

X: when he returned home there wasn't a soft body of white light to make his dopamine move and his muscle memory wrenched from having learned to hold her, his brain wouldn't sleep until it was convinced it was laying next to hers, spiraling together like the arms of galaxies colliding and falling in into them selves like 2 mirrors parallel.

Incus: that's so beautiful.

i love you.

X: i love you

Whew.

2008-04-20T13:35:00.001-07:00

Sometimes, the decision that you have to make is the most frightening, lonely thing you can think of. Sometimes it's the only thing that makes any sense- and you think, "I have to be fucking insane. why would I do this to myself?"
But sometimes, the alternative to making that most painful choice is worse. So much worse. More of the same- and the same is slowly burning your soul. Taking the good things away from you. the same is getting worse.

When things are that way-
Take the leap.
Risk it.
You are never as alone as you think you are.
Let yourself have some lightness- even if the cost seems too great- because it really isn't.

Take it from one who knows.

I can has theremin?

2008-04-20T00:10:00.001-07:00

Kitten Plays Theremin

yep, that's right.

2008-04-19T15:59:00.001-07:00

mp3 downloads | Ani DiFranco MP3s

Ron is here!

2008-04-13T14:01:00.001-07:00

2008-04-09T21:23:00.001-07:00

Hurt Me.

2008-04-09T20:19:00.000-07:00

From tattoo night

I got a new tattoo! she's Erzulie, sort of the mother Mary of the voodoo religion. She is an earth mother; cares for her youngins the way I try to mine. She can be a little more girly than me but I need to embrace more feminine qualities anyway. Brant did it in exchange for some photography and experience. It hurt in that area more than it did on my shoulder or ankle- ow!- but I like it.
Sandbox happened last weekend. It was a little lackluster for me. I was trying to keep myself together and not fall apart and not drink too much and not talk too much and.......the pictures show it. ah well. Next month Michael will be with me and it'll be gorgeous.
I think the planets are in a very fucked up sort of alignment lately. for the past few days everyone, and I mean everyone, has been a gigantic asshole. I'm managing so far to not suck it all in and respond in kind but the longer it goes on the harder it gets. wheeeeeee!
I'm really trying here. As hard as it is, and as humiliating as it can be, I know I'll be a better, stronger person in the end.
At least it's all worth it.
Off to the laundry.

come get it.

2008-04-02T08:23:00.001-07:00

Yeah.

80-Year-Old Deacon Arrested at Mall for Antiwar T-Shirt

2008-03-31T12:12:00.000-07:00

In Long Island, New York, an eighty-year-old church deacon was removed from a shopping mall Saturday and arrested after he refused to remove a t-shirt protesting the Iraq war. Deacon Don Zirkel was handing out antiwar pamphlets when he was approached by security guards at the Smith Haven Mall. The guards placed him under citizen’s arrest after he refused orders to turn his t-shirt inside out. When the local police arrived they charged him with criminal trespassing and resisting arrest.

link

la

2008-03-31T11:50:00.000-07:00

Back at D's whoring some organizational skills for money. And some Art picture taking.
sick and cranky.

All things are mortal:
frienships and persons

and that just has to be liveable.
and it has to be promising.

new photos.

2008-03-15T20:21:00.001-07:00

A little education for tuesday

2008-03-11T18:42:00.000-07:00

The Merchants of Cool

"By the way, if anyone here is in marketing or advertising...kill yourself. Thank you. Just planting seeds, planting seeds is all I'm doing. No joke here, really. Seriously, kill yourself, you have no rationalisation for what you do, you are Satan's little helpers. Kill yourself, kill yourself, kill yourself now. Now, back to the show. Seriously, I know the marketing people: 'There's gonna be a joke comin' up.' There's no fuckin' joke. Suck a tail pipe, hang yourself...borrow a pistol from an NRA buddy, do something...rid the world of your evil fuckin' presence."
Bill Hicks

A piece of advice

2008-03-06T19:04:00.001-08:00

Be heartcore.

2008-03-04T23:57:00.001-08:00

#82.1 - ANIMAL COLLECTIVE - Taste
by lablogotheque

2008-02-28T18:40:00.001-08:00

It's all true. Every word.

2008-02-27T18:39:00.000-08:00

Mobile post test

2008-02-26T20:09:00.000-08:00

Crocodile tears....

Moving Over.....

2008-02-25T21:16:00.000-08:00

I think I'll take after Cookie and reside here for awhile more.
The LJ vs. Blogger match continues and we have yet to see a clear winner.

off to see the Mountain Goats with Apes.

2007-07-12T11:20:00.000-07:00

Natavio.
Funny how it all blew up in about 2.5 seconds and where we knew nothing, we now know plenty more than enough.
They changed his birthday. I can't get over that. I just....... can't.

I love you.

I so hate waking up to this kind of crap.

2007-07-09T11:03:00.000-07:00

Taken from ZDNet this morning:

Sprint Nextel is booting customers that call customer service too much and tossing soldier accounts due to excessive roaming. All potential customers should just boycott Sprint–after all you may have to call customer service once in a while or even roam (gasp).

Now let’s add this up. As Russell Shaw notes the soldier treatment is ludicrous. Tossing customers (even high maintenance ones) also isn’t a good move. Why? These moves make any potential customer–notably me–say “@#$@# Sprint.” Maggie Reardon was the first on Sprint’s case and the fiascos just keep coming. Now the Wall Street Journal is on the case. Meanwhile, some of these booted customers were just trying to correct Sprint errors.

Sprint’s moves–and all the press that goes with them– can’t be good for business. Not that Sprint does much of anything good for business. Customer service is known to be weak anyway and coverage in my experience (Sprint wireless user for two years) is spotty.

Here’s what Sprint’s customer tossing says to me:

Call centers are so maxed out that it can’t deal with a few stray high maintenance customers. Can the network be in much better shape?
Sprint is simply idiotic about public relations.
The customer isn’t always right.

What’s truly comical is that Sprint is trying to court higher-margin customers. You know the ones that keep up with the news and are now stunned at Sprint’s customer treatment.

Russell nails it when he asks how CEO Gary Forsee has a job. Got me. But alienating current customers–not to mention potential ones you may get–can’t be good. Boycott Sprint and watch those churn rates jump.

I have no real opinion other than it's tiring to see this kind of news about the company you work for all the time.

Sigh.

4th of July

2007-07-07T20:18:00.001-07:00

Kroger Bans "Gay Music"

2007-07-07T15:41:00.000-07:00

No more Elton John over the loudspeakers

In its continuing effort to avoid offending homophobes, Kroger has banned the playing of what an internal memo calls “gay music” over store loudspeakers.

“It’s goodbye ‘Goodbye Yellow Brick Road,’ ” says a source at the grocery giant’s Cincinnati headquarters. “We’re not going to be playing any Elton John, George Michael, Melissa Etheridge or any other openly gay performers.”

Most stores in the chain pipe in a selection of popular songs interspersed with promotional announcements, and until now there has been no sexual orientation test for the music.

“Before, we only focused on having songs that most people like—kind of a middle-of-the-road approach,” the Kroger source says. “We’ll still do that, just without anybody who’s a known homosexual.”

Apparently performers who are merely rumored to be gay are still OK.

The move by Kroger follows the store’s r ecent ban on giving rack space to Out & About, the local newspaper covering news of interest to gays and lesbians—a move that has been met with approval from social conservatives and derision from others.

The chain justifies its ban by characterizing Out & About as a niche publication, though why it is any more “niche” than, say, Nashville Parent isn’t specified. Critics also note the grocer’s spotty enforcement of its own policy, and that Kroger stores happily display the local gay paper in Atlanta.

“I don’t see what the big deal is about this,” the Kroger source says. “There are a million songs out there. And a lot of performers aren’t going to be missed. It’s not like we were playing a lot of Frankie Goes to Hollywood or Culture Club anyway.”

Asked if this newfound concern for prevailing social norms extended to performers who are known to use illegal drugs, the spokesman backpedals.“We’ll still play songs by those people because we don’t want our stores to go completely silent,” he says. “Performers like Charlie Daniels and Tom Petty may sing about dope, but at least they’re sexually straight. As far as we know.”

Here's the newspaper that featured it...

http://www.nashvillescene.com/Stories/Columns/The_Fabricator/2007/06/21/Kroger_Bans_Gay_Music_/

happy freedom day

2007-07-04T13:54:00.000-07:00

I was talking with Michael as I was getting on the bus this afternoon and the dearest little man heard me say "well, has he read it sober yet?" I turned to see him slap his leg, wave his arms and burst into laughter.
when I hung up he tapped me on the shoulder and told me a story about Mrs. Roosevelt and how she had made a needlepoint that said "if you don't have anything nice to say, sit right here next to me." I'm still not sure exactly how the two relate, but he was amused by that and I was amused by him.
We talked awhile and I learned that he is part of a local 911 Truth organization; webmaster for them actually. He got my email address and told me about meetings and film night (!), and I'm sure I'll show up for something. Visit Glen at www.911truthgroups.org/portland.
Meanwhile, the Scientologists are everywhere. Duck. They seem to be right around the corner from everywhere I exist, and if I am asked to take a free stress test while innocently minding my own business one more time, well, I just don't know what I'll do.

2007-06-18T08:23:00.000-07:00

The weekend is over and what a weekend it was.
Saturday night at Daniel's house was nothing short of whimsical as time spent there always is in one way or another.
Standing there with Paige, the three of us sharing the same space in time again after so long; after so many wonders and tragedies, brought to mind a strange sense of mortality. Not all of us made it this far. But we did. Not unscathed.
Yet, here we stand.
Everyone was glorious in one way or another; Sam is cancer free and looking healthier than ever- I hugged him what seemed like nine or ten times. Sisterly talk with Shel; Dancing in the kitchen. Ape impersonations; Magnolias. Broken dishes in the fireplace.
A sparkly time...

Pride was fantastic and bright as one would expect, until the "christians" reared their homophobic heads. I would show you a picture of the severed baby head that one man held high above his head for all to be angered and repulsed by, but I wouldn't do that to you. I wont spread that lie.
Nothing short of a sin. Cocksuckers.

Wandering in the haunts

2007-06-16T09:40:00.001-07:00

Paige is back from Washington for Northwest Gay Pride this weekend; unfortunately I have to work today but I'll be able to catch parade moments with my trusty third eye tomorrow.
We did my version of the Portland visitor tour last night- Jarras, The Gold Door, The Monkey King and Daniels' house. She has the same culture shock that everyone always has; people are so NICE here.
Tonight there's a barbeque at Daniels for his sisters' birthday and we'll be going directly there when I'm done with work.

Welcome....

2007-06-15T09:36:00.001-07:00

sent by M. Fisher

Welcome to the new space.

More to come.