Oh, by the way.

oh hey there

don't have a computer so no new posts until... date tbd.

apologies

without it... life is not worth living.

From CauseCast.com.



This made me cry the first time I watched it.


and every time after.




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It's not gonna come out like I wanna say it cause I know you'll only change it. (Say it.)

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"Happy Valentine’s Day to you. May your face appear in every parted locket and every disowned scallop shell. May the color blue behold your body while sun washes your shoulders near the window. May gorgeous creatures invest their lives to understand the borders you mark between your flesh and your mind.

Happy Valentine’s while we still have a chance. Happy Valentine’s while breath still moves her broom across the floorboards of belief. You belong to love as birds belong to trees, as snails belong to swirls, as musk belongs to the hunt, as phlebotomy belongs to vampires, as rings belong to phalanges and promises, as corn belongs to crows, as trophies belong to illusions, as grapes belong to the blossoming of taste, as ponds belong to the thirst of ponies, as wheels belong to roads, as shadows belong to the ache of heat, as oars belong to wake, and as happiness belongs to the capricious pangs of the soul.

Bliss to your Valentine’s. Roam wide on Thor’s day until it becomes Friday, then sleep deeply into the day of Saturn. Fasten your cape to the sorrow of a mule. Give birth to your bawling intellect and become light as a child again. Write in apocryphal veracity. Roll your eyes at the stars. Shave your head until it pulses as smoothly as a human heart. Punch your fears in the face and run laughing into the arbors. Throw your body of pine needles into the fires of fate. Because we have today and only today. Because we have Valentine’s and only Valentine’s. Because we are. Awake and come forward alone to the place where you will meet a lover with mistletoe eyelashes, a lust as muscular as the demon who shovels coal in Hell, and eyes for only you; a lover who refuses to relent or acknowledge the despair of the world; a lover who is as much at ease with actions as with words; a lover who laces fingers with you more tightly than frozen shoe-laces and walks until you both are suffused with constellations of branches, asphalt orphanages of paper and mud, the sound of one river boring into the black. Suffused with red light in lonely windows, the ghosts of brevity and butterflies, listless mandolins, cartographer’s plunging dreams, the exhausted oxen of discipline, and the scent of a thousand seasons surrendering to each other beneath the circus tent of time.

Valentine’s of Happiness: May your visions conquer without combat; may your apples swell and spin upon their stems like dizzy globes; may your love come to you soon and never leave; may your crayons last forever and your glue seal every wound; may your slaughtered spoon-billed platypuses rise from their watery graves; may your clovers make love to luck in bittersweet fields; may your lunar and your solar meet against a sea of sand; may your lips refuse the kiss unless your heart is home; may euphoria find you in the place where you are lonely; may penguins sew all oceans into faith; may you light a billion candles with your mind; may your peaches fall like heroes and legends in your mouth.

Happy Valentine’s. Go outside. Stay in Love. Oil your heart more thoroughly than a gun or a Tinman; oil it with the milk of jasmine and the sweat of poppies. Use poems for rags because the heart is no machine and the grease is pure and plentiful.

When you talk in your sleep, tell your hopes that you are on the way. Warm them with sound instead of light. They listen to you. Reassure them. They know why you cry sometimes and cannot sleep. They loiter like homeless kings outside these walls and wait for bravery to manifest."


-- Into The Day of Saturn, Wolff Bowden

I thought about just posting a part, because its so long. But then I couldn't bring myself to do that... and after all, some things take patience but are worth it.

i don't want you hanging out with me, but i want you when i call.

-- Isn't That Pretty?, Raphael Lacoste.

I love you more than.

heres a thought. its all that we've got in the world.

This is all.


But also this.

and i sink so deep in you. ... you gonna save me or not?

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The AWESOME vs. NOT-AWESOME Newsreel/Media List for the month of January.

i'm in the market for a more succinct title, but w/e.

AWESOME:

1.

Kyle Andrews:

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kyle-Andrews/8045210158/

To be descriptive, all I can say is that he is the Postal Service for Optimistic-er adults. Meets Margot and the Nuclear So-and-Sos. Meets... meets me, bouncing around in my car screaming at the top of my lungs with the windows down, even though its snowing.
And, no, you shouldn't close your eyes while driving, even if its to yell "Whoooo!!!" in a shrill, high-pitchedrobot voice.

2.

Melissa Joy Manning:

http://www.melissajoymanning.com/mm5/merchant.mvc?Screen=SFNT

Fair-wages, ethical business practices, green resources, conflict-free stones... what more could anyone ask for in wearable art (read: blinnngggg). Oh yeah, she makes one-of-a-kind rings that are simple, classic and drool worthy.

3.

Eco Font. Pray-tell, wtf is eco-font?

ECO FONT.

Yeah. I willa dmit, at first i was all: "Give. Me. A. Break." Because how the hell do you make a FONT eco? Well, schooled me, cause actually the concept is fairly brilliant. And hey, any step in the direction of green is a step in the right direction. Plusssss I'll save some cash on ink. Soooo.... win-win.


In-between awesome and not-awesome:

1.



a.little.disturbing.

I'm always kind of torn when folks use scare-tactics to educate, especially when it comes to sex-education. We're already raised with enough guilt/shame/fear associated with sex, nobody needs more. However, we *should* be scared. Maybe a little more scared to throw our bodies around like they're indestructible. And maybe, sometimes, a little more fear makes us a little more cautious.

Like when you get pulled over. And then you drive 30mph for two weeks straight.

That brings me to #2:

2. Its allll over the news: Abstinence pledges are pretty ineffectual.

The not-so-awesome is that this is not-such-a-bigger deal. The awesome part is that, yeah, no shit abstinence pledges don't work very well. Thanks for the telegram from the future, Smarter-Version-of-Us.

(my fave news headline for this article was actually from the Atlanta Journal Constitution: "'Abstinence-Only' is a Total Crock."



NOT AWESOME:

1. Rick Warren. Why did you have to be such a blight on such a glorious day.

When he started speaking about kindness towards all, I wanted to hurl. But here's a more serious explanation of why we shouldn't kid around when it comes to who we keep company with.

Mikko Alanne's When Diagreement Becomes Murder.

Although, Obama is doing pretty well in his first week in term of "queer" (aka CIVIL) rights:

BACK-TO-AWESOME:

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The Agenda

New and improved, I say. Esp. the repealing "Don't Ask, Don't Tell", and:

"The President will support common sense approaches including age-appropriate sex education that includes information about contraception, combating infection within our prison population through education and contraception, and distributing contraceptives through our public health system. The President also supports lifting the federal ban on needle exchange, which could dramatically reduce rates of infection among drug users. President Obama has also been willing to confront the stigma -- too often tied to homophobia -- that continues to surround HIV/AIDS."

as well as:

"President Obama supports the Employment Non-Discrimination Act, and believes that our anti-discrimination employment laws should be expanded to include sexual orientation and gender identity."

Wooooo trans-rights! woooo. wooooo.


Eh, I'm sure I have more things on my brain that are on the NOT AWESOME list, but I'm sure they're a) mostly conceptual and b) will come back to me sooner or later. Soooooo...



To finish this out, I will say that if I ever start a band (anyone who knows me and has actually heard me sing have no illusions that unless I wake up tomorrow as the Bobby Fisher of guitar, there is no chance of this ever actually occurring), the band I start will have an album called:

4 Ways to Chop Onions Without Tears.

(thank you Google How-To of the Day. informative and enlightening, as always.)