For the record – I just rocked a sexy Mrs. Claus outfit at the PnH for the SVU video shoot.
I was dubbed a slutty 1996 Holiday Barbie.
This might be the greatest day of my life.
For the record – I just rocked a sexy Mrs. Claus outfit at the PnH for the SVU video shoot.
I was dubbed a slutty 1996 Holiday Barbie.
This might be the greatest day of my life.
Sharing water is harder than you would think. Continue reading My Voice
I have never felt compelled to buy any newspaper that uses the entire front page for one headline.
This weekend, about two dozen yogis descended upon Evergreen Yoga Center to share a workshop with the indomitable Kquvien Deweese. I usually have a few anxiety demons circling my head before any major workshop. Going into 10+ hours of yoga class with a new teacher is nerve-wracking. Iyengar yoga teachers can take any form and I’m a sensitive person. However, this is my second experience learning from Kquvien. Continue reading Discovery: Kquvien Deweese Workshop Oct 16-18
Gall dammit
One simple goal
Get out there
Sniff out possibility
Embrace every future
Find pleasure
Sun and stars
Try new positions
Maybe a spin-off
Things are bleak
Soldier on
Chin up
Smile fiercely
Laugh, like,
No one is listening
Flesh wounds
heal overnight.
Real pains
Haunt you.
Chilled sensation
Lighting bands
Glorious agony
Tightly wound
Balls of rubber
Connective tissue
Foresty trees
Hiding a series
Of larger belts
An elaborate
System of pulleys
Meat puppets
Featuring
Internal combustion!
Unfamiliar sensation
Crawling down my neck
Bills are paid
Oil is changed
Pets are fed
Bathroom is clean
Laundry’s done
Work is on schedule
Met a new guy
Food in the kitchen
Savings in existence
Beautiful weather
No parking tickets
Not running late.
This must be it
That thing called
Normal?
My least favorite phrase is “except rap and country”.
It’s an addendum to the most uninformative answer ever – “I like all music”.
Doesn’t matter if you’re sincere.
That’s the most banal answer possible.
Time measured in the bills paid
Skin sagging around the eyes
The way out is through the door
Escapism through the windows
Pill in a box, bird in my head
Sharp tack alongside heel spurs
Freedom to watch
Endless opportunities
Waft past the railing
Your beard is short.