have you been here lately?

      A stroll in the Hollywood hills. This view never gets old. Paradise hues. There’s something about this place. Something that lets you think that you can achieve anything. All your hopes and dreams and quirky little desires can happen…

someone’s at the (back)door.

When you have known a person for a while, and they tell you, You are their friend, and you consider that they are your friend. But, for some unexplained cryptic reason, they still refer to you as “someone” to all their…

there’s been times…in our moments… (video)

I always to try to know in which direction I’m traveling. East, west, north, etc. Some days the noises in your head block everything. And you think you’re touching all directions. Four dimensional, almost. The thoughts are scattered. And spread out.…

up and down

  When you pace a room, you pace up and down a hallway, and you look back, you see all those terrible things left behind. Some things, you feel guilty about. Some things, you feel sad about. Some things, you…

just another wanderess.

  Dani and Alex have self-portraits that have the been influenced by Modigliani. They have others influenced by other painters. Well, every time I pull out one of their self-portraits from the storage boxes (They are not up on the walls yet! grr)…

lalalalala…

I like to write. Sometimes I make sense to some people. Other times, and, often I don’t make sense at all. Not to me- not to you. Sometimes I come back here and wonder why I shared this and that. And…

inherent truth(s) (video)

Truths. Well, they mostly hide in a glass of wine. And truths taste like wine. And maybe like rum. No, not rum. Compliments taste like rum. Just drink wine. Rum is for later.

circumstance

  I heard that “the early bird gets the worm But, the second mouse gets the cheese.” So, in conclusion, there’s always a rush. And “It’s a dog eat dog world.” Or “Each man for himself.” But, then I heard…

off the grid

When we truly connect with, let’s say, nature, or a moment, or a person, we create this energy or a binding force*. We create something that naturally glows, and radiates and flows and charges us wholly with beauty and grace…

(six word story #6) spin with me

Maybe she’s high, and he, slow.       I’ll get there. As high as you are. As high as a kite. Or an airplane, or a planet. Or the heavens. But for now, I’ll spin. And,  if you’re able to,…

engineering my views

Initially, I was going to say “engineering my emotions,” but that sounds heavy-hearted and heavy on the cheese. Even for me. And a bit irrational, and, more bogus than the current title. Today, the office mascot protects the book of daydreams (and nightmares).…

unfinished business

    You can change your mind, but you can’t change your heart. Or something, right? Yesterday morning on the bike path I took a foto of bleu mustang. Pretty car. Hot car, actually. An older gentleman standing to my right,…

tilting my social landscape.

It’s leaning. Right. Whoa. What? I better gain some weight. Or get more people to sit with me on the left. Too much ‘right’ makes things tilt and shift and fall and crumble. And, my coffee, well, it will spill. Please…

Haiku #8

I pretend you’re here. Let you gracefully follow. Will you walk with me ?  

wassa matter ?

In the morning you start with a plan. Hopefully. Or not. But, sometimes, mostly, we have a plan. And, even if you don’t have a plan, you need to do things. Do something. Even if you need to detour or…

Hello

Is it Hi? Or is it Hey ?… Gah, you ask too many questions! Too much talking, but, hello. (Can you use chalk next time? I mean, really? Spray paint ?! It’s a state beach, for fuck’s sake! I love the…

haiku #7

A movable life. Exploring, new adventures. Keep going, don’t stop now.      

a lover and a flighter

A little magic never hurt anyone. Well, except the day I made the carnival ride stop abruptly*. That hurt business for a few minutes. But pixie dust and the ability to take flight…well, that alone can make have ‘happy thoughts‘.…

you weren’t around, but…

I want to tell you something. Smoke signals dissipate. So I took a foto or two. And well, I made some postcards. Dear person who lives down the street, and around the corner and over the hill, across the road,…

and, just because…

But if you’re not smiling, I won’t point to the corners of my mouth, (Like Charlie Chaplin, and not to mention  Mr. Zeta, who used to do that when we were kids!) Nope, I won’t point to the corners of my mouth,…

This Little Piggy…

You’re told over and over, “never wrestle with pigs…” but, you’re never told not to fly with them. :) This little piggy went wee wee wee. Just an easy drive on Topanga Cyn and there’s always time to admire this little…

ciao barista

I purify myself by drinking a fresh brew. And a heart shape stencil sits in there. It looks like a heart, to me anyway. And happy is she who drinks this magical tasty liquid of pure joy. (Not exactly an an…