So today is my birthday, twenty eight years old if I remember correctly. Don’t laugh because I thought I was twenty eight last year too. I am sitting here thinking about where I am, really where I have come from too. I’m at a place so different, both mentally and physically, from anyplace I have been before in my life that I honestly think I need to take a hard look and think about where I want to go from here. But that isn’t for today, isn’t for now.
It has been a long crazy journey to this point and I don’t see that changing anytime soon. Karma. I’m just a crazy girl and I totally don’t see that ever changing either.
I started out in a relatively small town in Pennsylvania and now find myself at the center of the universe, I am so going to pay for that comment. Along the way I earned a masters degree from one of the country’s finest schools, seen more awesome works of art that most people see in a lifetime, and created a body of work of my in both painting and photography. If I am honest I have more good friends now than I have had at any other time in my life and two girls I like to call my best friends. I rely on them both in different ways but love them both dearly in just the same. I have a brother I can’t do without, a sister I admire like nobody else, and a father whose feelings for I can’t put into words.
On the dark side I have been lost in drugs, spent time in rehab, and had a long term relationship end brutally. At times I can be the hardest person to be around, be one introverted, moody, and arrogant bitch. The worst part is sometimes I totally like being that way and that arrogant bitch has had me thrown in jail at least one time that I know of.
Looking forward I have no idea where I am going. I just started a little art business project that I hope goes well. Ash and I will either do well or kill each other in the process. It's way to early to tell which of those is the likely ending but I’m thinking positive. Sometimes I like to think that all roads lead to Paris with a good friend. Time will tell on that one too.
So, reading up, that teeter totter of life is at least leaning towards the light side. After all that I better get to my point. Between all my little online endeavors I have more friends and acquaintances than I care to count. You listen to me rant, bitch, and sometimes cry in writing and in pics and, bless you all, you keep coming back for more. I just want to thank for reading, looking, and pretending I am a relatively sane gurl.
The journey continues.
George Harrison - While My Guitar Gently Weeps
Sunday, August 15, 2010
the List
My birthday wish list,
A house on the beach in Stone Harbor NJ,
A Ferrari California in black,
A Harley-Davidson Nightster (perfectly named),
An Alexander McQueen Leather Bomber Jacket with the Stretch Pants to match,
An apartment in the 6th Arrondissement of Paris, preferably with a view of the Louvre,
A lifetime membership as a Patron of the Louvre,
A Sony VAIO Signature Collection Z Series laptop with the black carbon finish,
To be alone with Lady Gaga for a whole night and keep her so busy I don't have to listen to her sing even one song,
And finally a cure for cancer and the ability to turn back time, i mean seriously Superman did it why not muah?
Sometimes I loath my birthday. Karma.
Elton John - Candle In The Wind
A house on the beach in Stone Harbor NJ,
A Ferrari California in black,
A Harley-Davidson Nightster (perfectly named),
An Alexander McQueen Leather Bomber Jacket with the Stretch Pants to match,
An apartment in the 6th Arrondissement of Paris, preferably with a view of the Louvre,
A lifetime membership as a Patron of the Louvre,
A Sony VAIO Signature Collection Z Series laptop with the black carbon finish,
To be alone with Lady Gaga for a whole night and keep her so busy I don't have to listen to her sing even one song,
And finally a cure for cancer and the ability to turn back time, i mean seriously Superman did it why not muah?
Sometimes I loath my birthday. Karma.
Elton John - Candle In The Wind
Friday, August 13, 2010
Observations from the Roof 8.13
Finally a cool night in the city, yesterday’s storms and this morning’s showers finally breaking the heat that had gripped the city for days. Now the barest of sliver moons floats over the Village in a clear sky, the beer is icy cold again and not the temperature of pool water tainted with, oh you can fill in the blank yourself.
It has been so hot for so long this summer, a feeling exaggerated by my being in the city all summer, and it just reminds me how much I hate August. I was born in August yet it is second only to February on my month hating list. By the time I get to my birthday my beach trip is always long gone and I am just tired of the heat, just ready for those first cool crisp mornings in the mountains. Oh wait, I’m not there, guess I’ll be ready for those first semi-cool mornings in the city instead. I’m ready for football and the Phillies annual run into October. Hockey isn’t far off and, possibly the most important of all, I miss my leather jackets. No I don’t name them like my car but I should because I think I have one for every letter of the alphabet. So take that Kanye and your leather pants tweets. One only needs one or two pair of leather pants but one can never have enough leather jackets.
Speaking of leather jackets, a friend pointed out that there was a kewl one in the VS catalog. She was, as always, correct and I found there are two online. So any of you need a last minute birthday pres feel free to order me one or both for that matter, I’m easy.
At least I have a couple of road trips coming up to get me through the rest of the month. Sunday I’m taking Foxy up to the mountains to help my brother move into a new apartment as he begins his final semester at PSU. Sadly this might mean the end to a family tradition. Hey sis, you reading this sis? You can’t ask for more than photography, field hockey, and the mountains. Later in the month Ash and I are heading out to the Hamptons to check out some galleries and the beaches along the way. That should bring just up to the first Penn State game and than it’s back to the mountains I go.
Finally I want to announce my undying love of Judge Vaughn Walker. I think I need to travel to California and marry that man. Oh I know what you are thinking already, a gay and a lesbian it will never work, but it’s worth a try. Now that I bring it up I’m not even sure it is legal yet. Have to put that one on the agenda next cause I want to hear the wingnuts arguments against gayzbo weddings. It would probably be totally hilarious!
But now I have to go as Ash just went totally baby and tossed another bottle top over the edge because she knows it drives me insane and I’m not paying attention her latest Lady Gaga rant.
So happy Friday the 13th my peeps. Life goes on.
Katy Perry - California Gurls
It has been so hot for so long this summer, a feeling exaggerated by my being in the city all summer, and it just reminds me how much I hate August. I was born in August yet it is second only to February on my month hating list. By the time I get to my birthday my beach trip is always long gone and I am just tired of the heat, just ready for those first cool crisp mornings in the mountains. Oh wait, I’m not there, guess I’ll be ready for those first semi-cool mornings in the city instead. I’m ready for football and the Phillies annual run into October. Hockey isn’t far off and, possibly the most important of all, I miss my leather jackets. No I don’t name them like my car but I should because I think I have one for every letter of the alphabet. So take that Kanye and your leather pants tweets. One only needs one or two pair of leather pants but one can never have enough leather jackets.
Speaking of leather jackets, a friend pointed out that there was a kewl one in the VS catalog. She was, as always, correct and I found there are two online. So any of you need a last minute birthday pres feel free to order me one or both for that matter, I’m easy.
At least I have a couple of road trips coming up to get me through the rest of the month. Sunday I’m taking Foxy up to the mountains to help my brother move into a new apartment as he begins his final semester at PSU. Sadly this might mean the end to a family tradition. Hey sis, you reading this sis? You can’t ask for more than photography, field hockey, and the mountains. Later in the month Ash and I are heading out to the Hamptons to check out some galleries and the beaches along the way. That should bring just up to the first Penn State game and than it’s back to the mountains I go.
Finally I want to announce my undying love of Judge Vaughn Walker. I think I need to travel to California and marry that man. Oh I know what you are thinking already, a gay and a lesbian it will never work, but it’s worth a try. Now that I bring it up I’m not even sure it is legal yet. Have to put that one on the agenda next cause I want to hear the wingnuts arguments against gayzbo weddings. It would probably be totally hilarious!
But now I have to go as Ash just went totally baby and tossed another bottle top over the edge because she knows it drives me insane and I’m not paying attention her latest Lady Gaga rant.
So happy Friday the 13th my peeps. Life goes on.
Katy Perry - California Gurls
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Observations from the Library 8.10
I was working on my comp last night partly listening to Rachel Maddow. I am taking a deep breath here because I’m trying a new kinder gentler version of KCT so I’m not going to fume or vent here. I’m just going to pass along some of what I heard at the end of the show. Actually I just watched the video again myself because I just didn’t believe it, but no I heard it right the first time.
So what I am sharing here is a perfectly logical reason why some people shouldn’t be allowed to breed. I do want to add a disclaimer. I am not, nor have I ever, advocated forced sterilization, that is until now.
And I wonder why I drink.
From the transcript (edited for space)
MADDOW: And finally, there‘s Republican Minnesota state representative and gubernatorial candidate, Tom Emmer, the presumptive nominee on the Republican side, a man so polarizing that there is a nationwide boycott currently against retail giants, Target and Best Buy, for donating to a business PAC that is supporting Mr. Emmer.
Back in 2008, Mr. Emmer‘s campaign donated money to the You Can Run But You Cannot Hide Ministry, which was founded by this handsome fellow.
MADDOW: Turns out that‘s the real tape. We didn‘t mess that up. This really is the ministry‘s official band. It‘s called Junkyard Prophets. And according to the band‘s Web site, they were voted second best unsigned band in America. By whom?
The founder and the magnificent drummer in the ankle socks there is Bradlee Dean. That‘s Bradlee with two E‘s for those of you Googling at home. Mr. Dean doesn‘t only use the skins for his evangelical message. He uses his radio show as well.
BRADLEE DEAN, FOUNDER, YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CANNOT HIDE MINISTRY:
Muslims are calling for the execution of homosexuals in America. They themselves are upholding the laws that are even in the Bible of the Judeo-Christian God but they seem to be more moral than even the American Christians do, because these people are livid about enforcing their laws. They know homosexuality‘s an abomination. If America won‘t enforce the laws, God will raise up a foreign enemy to do just that. That‘s what you‘re seeing today in America.
MADDOW: Mr. Bradlee, with two E‘s, later clarified that he didn‘t really mean to sanction murder of gay people. He said quote, “We have never and will never call for the - we have never and will never call for the execution of homosexuals” which is nice.
But of course, he does still consider the gay to be an abomination and he has some other stuff that he said about the homosexuals which maybe is a little problematic given that he has been given money by a candidate for Republican governor.
BRADLEE: Here‘s the bottom line. They play the victim when in fact they‘re the predator. On average, they molest 117 people. On average, they molest 117 people before they‘re found out. How many kids have been destroyed? How many adults today have been destroyed because of crimes against nature? How many people have been violated because of that?
MADDOW: 117 precisely. He counted. Now, it‘s no surprise that a conservative anti-gay candidate for office in a conservative anti-gay ministry have ties. Conservative anti-gay politics are nothing new. What‘s new, however, is that the politicians are giving money to the bands, homophobic bands, but bands nonetheless.
So why would a candidate for office, any office, make such a donation? Isn‘t it meant to be the other way around? Don‘t bands raise money for candidates not vice versa? Mr. Emmer‘s explanation is quote, “These are nice people.”
Good night.
The Cranberries - Analyse
So what I am sharing here is a perfectly logical reason why some people shouldn’t be allowed to breed. I do want to add a disclaimer. I am not, nor have I ever, advocated forced sterilization, that is until now.
And I wonder why I drink.
From the transcript (edited for space)
MADDOW: And finally, there‘s Republican Minnesota state representative and gubernatorial candidate, Tom Emmer, the presumptive nominee on the Republican side, a man so polarizing that there is a nationwide boycott currently against retail giants, Target and Best Buy, for donating to a business PAC that is supporting Mr. Emmer.
Back in 2008, Mr. Emmer‘s campaign donated money to the You Can Run But You Cannot Hide Ministry, which was founded by this handsome fellow.
MADDOW: Turns out that‘s the real tape. We didn‘t mess that up. This really is the ministry‘s official band. It‘s called Junkyard Prophets. And according to the band‘s Web site, they were voted second best unsigned band in America. By whom?
The founder and the magnificent drummer in the ankle socks there is Bradlee Dean. That‘s Bradlee with two E‘s for those of you Googling at home. Mr. Dean doesn‘t only use the skins for his evangelical message. He uses his radio show as well.
BRADLEE DEAN, FOUNDER, YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CANNOT HIDE MINISTRY:
Muslims are calling for the execution of homosexuals in America. They themselves are upholding the laws that are even in the Bible of the Judeo-Christian God but they seem to be more moral than even the American Christians do, because these people are livid about enforcing their laws. They know homosexuality‘s an abomination. If America won‘t enforce the laws, God will raise up a foreign enemy to do just that. That‘s what you‘re seeing today in America.
MADDOW: Mr. Bradlee, with two E‘s, later clarified that he didn‘t really mean to sanction murder of gay people. He said quote, “We have never and will never call for the - we have never and will never call for the execution of homosexuals” which is nice.
But of course, he does still consider the gay to be an abomination and he has some other stuff that he said about the homosexuals which maybe is a little problematic given that he has been given money by a candidate for Republican governor.
BRADLEE: Here‘s the bottom line. They play the victim when in fact they‘re the predator. On average, they molest 117 people. On average, they molest 117 people before they‘re found out. How many kids have been destroyed? How many adults today have been destroyed because of crimes against nature? How many people have been violated because of that?
MADDOW: 117 precisely. He counted. Now, it‘s no surprise that a conservative anti-gay candidate for office in a conservative anti-gay ministry have ties. Conservative anti-gay politics are nothing new. What‘s new, however, is that the politicians are giving money to the bands, homophobic bands, but bands nonetheless.
So why would a candidate for office, any office, make such a donation? Isn‘t it meant to be the other way around? Don‘t bands raise money for candidates not vice versa? Mr. Emmer‘s explanation is quote, “These are nice people.”
Good night.
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The Cranberries - Analyse
Monday, August 9, 2010
Observations from the Window 8.9
Looking out the window all indications are the heat is back. I don’t know this for a fact because I haven’t been out yet but the street has that hot shimmering look to it. Than again it is the middle of August. It’s Monday and I’m sitting here with one of those melancholy moods slipping down over me, the kind that calls for plenty of ‘Black Parade’ on the iPod. I realized this morning I have been here in the Village for over seven months now, nothing especially saddening about that as I really am enjoying it. But this means that for the first time in ten years it is the middle of August and I am not getting ready for another year at Penn State. No classes, no work, no office, no smiling JoePa face in every window. And I do believe that is the root of the mood I suddenly find myself in.
I really can’t think of any other reason because it was a great weekend. As I said my sis and her girlfriend came to visit for a couple days. I miss my mini-me, and don’t get to see her nearly as much as I should, but the girl is busy getting ready for her senior year in high school, being captain of the field hockey team, and looking at schools. Personally I think she should go to Penn State and I think my dad and brother would agree with me. But she is rebellious to a fault, I’m so glad I’m not like that, and I see her breaking with the rest of the family just on principal.
She seems to be leaning towards an art school in Philly but I don't see her going there because they don’t have a field hockey team. I really can’t see the girl giving that up like I did because she is so much better than I was and even has scholarship offers from some small schools. I did nonchalantly bring to her attention the fact that Penn State has a fine hockey team, I have checked it out on occasion, and a totally awesome photography program. I might even have a few contacts for her in the art school.
Speaking of photography, between real and second lives I must have taken over a hundred pics this weekend. I just finished looking at them and sadly I don’t really like any. Now this isn’t going to help my mood at all. But I did see some good photos yesterday. A friend of mine just got back from a west coast trip and had some awesome shots from camping. That at least makes me smile, however briefly, because the girl thinks she has no artistic talent at all and she really truly does. By the way she doesn’t take compliments well so I didn’t just mention the pics.
Now I am thinking I have to get Foxy’s oil changed this week because for the first time in a long time I am starting to believe a run to the mountains is called for, after all the 14th ranked Nittany Lions are already a week into practice. Cool crisp clear mountain air, cold beer, and football with 100,000 friends, now that could be the cure for this mood.
Time will tell
Eminem - Love The Way You Lie
I really can’t think of any other reason because it was a great weekend. As I said my sis and her girlfriend came to visit for a couple days. I miss my mini-me, and don’t get to see her nearly as much as I should, but the girl is busy getting ready for her senior year in high school, being captain of the field hockey team, and looking at schools. Personally I think she should go to Penn State and I think my dad and brother would agree with me. But she is rebellious to a fault, I’m so glad I’m not like that, and I see her breaking with the rest of the family just on principal.
She seems to be leaning towards an art school in Philly but I don't see her going there because they don’t have a field hockey team. I really can’t see the girl giving that up like I did because she is so much better than I was and even has scholarship offers from some small schools. I did nonchalantly bring to her attention the fact that Penn State has a fine hockey team, I have checked it out on occasion, and a totally awesome photography program. I might even have a few contacts for her in the art school.
Speaking of photography, between real and second lives I must have taken over a hundred pics this weekend. I just finished looking at them and sadly I don’t really like any. Now this isn’t going to help my mood at all. But I did see some good photos yesterday. A friend of mine just got back from a west coast trip and had some awesome shots from camping. That at least makes me smile, however briefly, because the girl thinks she has no artistic talent at all and she really truly does. By the way she doesn’t take compliments well so I didn’t just mention the pics.
Now I am thinking I have to get Foxy’s oil changed this week because for the first time in a long time I am starting to believe a run to the mountains is called for, after all the 14th ranked Nittany Lions are already a week into practice. Cool crisp clear mountain air, cold beer, and football with 100,000 friends, now that could be the cure for this mood.
Time will tell
Eminem - Love The Way You Lie
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Observations from the Window 8.8
My sis and her girlfriend Diana came to visit this weekend and I’m sure I’ll have something to say about it later but I just wanted to share something quick. We met up with Ash and Chloe for a late dinner of cold shrimp and colder beer. I was watching D typing away on her iPhone thinking I really like this girl, she might be part geek like me. I had no idea that she wanted to be a writer when I asked if I could see what it and she said sure because it was nothing.
Than I asked if i could share it because after the past week it made me think again of hope. That hope that I have in the generations ahead ....
love, by dd
My love
She is so Beautiful
Smart
Caring
Kind
Fun
Loud
Pretty
Funny
Loveable
Warm
Understanding
I love her with all my heart
I want to hold her
Hug her
feel her body's warmth against mine
feel her skin against mine
hear her whispering she loves me too
kiss her
experience her
I want with all my heart just to be able to love her
She is the most important person in the world to me
I care about her
I worry about her
I think about her constantly
Black Eyed Peas - Where Is The Love?
Than I asked if i could share it because after the past week it made me think again of hope. That hope that I have in the generations ahead ....
love, by dd
My love
She is so Beautiful
Smart
Caring
Kind
Fun
Loud
Pretty
Funny
Loveable
Warm
Understanding
I love her with all my heart
I want to hold her
Hug her
feel her body's warmth against mine
feel her skin against mine
hear her whispering she loves me too
kiss her
experience her
I want with all my heart just to be able to love her
She is the most important person in the world to me
I care about her
I worry about her
I think about her constantly
Black Eyed Peas - Where Is The Love?
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Observations from the Window 8.5
“Proposition 8 fails to advance any rational basis in singling out gay men and lesbians for denial of a marriage license.”
With those words, and quite a few more, Judge Vaughn Walker rules unconstitutional California’s Prop 8. I have written about it off and on so I felt I had to share my final thoughts, final for now anyway. But now I find I don’t have all that much I want to say. I have talked to and seen so many happy people in the last 24 hours and the feeling of euphoria has yet to wear off so I don’t want to think to much about it. Friends, family, on TV, twitter, plurk, in the street, and in the gallery peeps in my life are just happy. It’s such a totally awesome feeling that I find it hard to describe.
I toyed with the idea of going negative because I have seen some of the most contemptible comments on wingnut blogs , comparing gay marriage to incest and the like, but again I don’t want to ruin the feeling. What I will do is pass along a quote from Newt Gingrich’s blog. "Judge Walker's ruling overturning Prop 8 is an outrageous disrespect for our Constitution and for the majority of people of the United States who believe marriage is the union of husband and wife," says Gingrich. Well honestly the man should know as he has had three wives himself. Also the tard in chief Rush Limbaugh is strangely quiet, but than he has had four wives himself. Put the two of them together and you have the makings of a Mormon tea party. I know and I’m sorry but I couldn’t resist that.
Now it may seem like there isn’t much you can do now other than cross your fingers and hope for the best in the appeals but this isn’t true at all. We need to change public opinion in this country and create a climate in which the people’s voice is hard to ignore. So the best thing to do is talk to friends, family, coworkers, or in blogs and papers, and support candidates that support equal rights. Only five states currently allow same sex marriage but others are so close to doing so, including New York.
Enjoy that feeling while it lasts, it really doesn’t get much better, but don’t rest too long because it is a long road ahead. But there actually might be a light at the end after all, for now the ruling by Vaughn Walker is the law of the land.
I want to pass along a video of Keith Olbermann’s special comment from the week after Prop 8 originally passed, he replayed it last night.
With those words, and quite a few more, Judge Vaughn Walker rules unconstitutional California’s Prop 8. I have written about it off and on so I felt I had to share my final thoughts, final for now anyway. But now I find I don’t have all that much I want to say. I have talked to and seen so many happy people in the last 24 hours and the feeling of euphoria has yet to wear off so I don’t want to think to much about it. Friends, family, on TV, twitter, plurk, in the street, and in the gallery peeps in my life are just happy. It’s such a totally awesome feeling that I find it hard to describe.
I toyed with the idea of going negative because I have seen some of the most contemptible comments on wingnut blogs , comparing gay marriage to incest and the like, but again I don’t want to ruin the feeling. What I will do is pass along a quote from Newt Gingrich’s blog. "Judge Walker's ruling overturning Prop 8 is an outrageous disrespect for our Constitution and for the majority of people of the United States who believe marriage is the union of husband and wife," says Gingrich. Well honestly the man should know as he has had three wives himself. Also the tard in chief Rush Limbaugh is strangely quiet, but than he has had four wives himself. Put the two of them together and you have the makings of a Mormon tea party. I know and I’m sorry but I couldn’t resist that.
Now it may seem like there isn’t much you can do now other than cross your fingers and hope for the best in the appeals but this isn’t true at all. We need to change public opinion in this country and create a climate in which the people’s voice is hard to ignore. So the best thing to do is talk to friends, family, coworkers, or in blogs and papers, and support candidates that support equal rights. Only five states currently allow same sex marriage but others are so close to doing so, including New York.
Enjoy that feeling while it lasts, it really doesn’t get much better, but don’t rest too long because it is a long road ahead. But there actually might be a light at the end after all, for now the ruling by Vaughn Walker is the law of the land.
I want to pass along a video of Keith Olbermann’s special comment from the week after Prop 8 originally passed, he replayed it last night.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Observations from the Window 8.4
Happy birthday Mr. President.
President Obama turns 49 years old today, and while this is as good a reason as any to have a drink today my thoughts are much farther west than DC. In San Francisco Judge Vaughn Walker will supposedly release his long awaited ruling on California’s Prop 8. The case challenged the constitutionality of California's ban on same-sex marriage, otherwise known as Proposition 8. The decision is supposed to be handed down between 1PM and 3PM Pacific time, that would be between 4PM and 7PM Eastern for my time challenged peeps, and rallies are planned across the country. One, sponsored by Queer Rising, outside the New York Supreme Court building and I might have to check that out.
But already, even before the decision, Prop 8 supporters have filed papers with the Ninth Court of Appeals just in case the decision goes against them. This case might not be heard until 2012. So in reality nothing will be settled today, nothing truly answered, but possibly a new beginning can be made. Maybe somebody will just do what is right for a change. Than again I have been disappointed before and I wouldn’t be surprised if I am again.
One thing to watch for is any mention of the federal Defense of Marriage Act. While not really a central issue in the case before closing arguments Judge Walker asked if he could kill Prop 8 without dealing with DOMA. Now that a Boston judge has ruled DOMA unconstitutional any mention by Walker could send our ‘tea bagger’ friends into a tizzy and that’s always entertaining.
I have said before I have never really thought about getting married, and I’m not going to start that vent (l) again, but it simply is a question of equality. Are gays, lesbians, and bisexuals an equal member of society or are we some kind of second class citizens? Believe me if it is the later I can act second class, I have that one down better than anybody. But to be subject to the whims of some ultra right wing religious wingnut who has been divorced three times and drinks Bud, this I just can not have.
So for now the wait is on. Stay tuned, keep your fingers crossed, and the beer cold.
The decision is to be handed down electronically and will be available, along with any updates, at http://www.cand.uscourts.gov/
President Obama turns 49 years old today, and while this is as good a reason as any to have a drink today my thoughts are much farther west than DC. In San Francisco Judge Vaughn Walker will supposedly release his long awaited ruling on California’s Prop 8. The case challenged the constitutionality of California's ban on same-sex marriage, otherwise known as Proposition 8. The decision is supposed to be handed down between 1PM and 3PM Pacific time, that would be between 4PM and 7PM Eastern for my time challenged peeps, and rallies are planned across the country. One, sponsored by Queer Rising, outside the New York Supreme Court building and I might have to check that out.
But already, even before the decision, Prop 8 supporters have filed papers with the Ninth Court of Appeals just in case the decision goes against them. This case might not be heard until 2012. So in reality nothing will be settled today, nothing truly answered, but possibly a new beginning can be made. Maybe somebody will just do what is right for a change. Than again I have been disappointed before and I wouldn’t be surprised if I am again.
One thing to watch for is any mention of the federal Defense of Marriage Act. While not really a central issue in the case before closing arguments Judge Walker asked if he could kill Prop 8 without dealing with DOMA. Now that a Boston judge has ruled DOMA unconstitutional any mention by Walker could send our ‘tea bagger’ friends into a tizzy and that’s always entertaining.
I have said before I have never really thought about getting married, and I’m not going to start that vent (l) again, but it simply is a question of equality. Are gays, lesbians, and bisexuals an equal member of society or are we some kind of second class citizens? Believe me if it is the later I can act second class, I have that one down better than anybody. But to be subject to the whims of some ultra right wing religious wingnut who has been divorced three times and drinks Bud, this I just can not have.
So for now the wait is on. Stay tuned, keep your fingers crossed, and the beer cold.
The decision is to be handed down electronically and will be available, along with any updates, at http://www.cand.uscourts.gov/
Monday, August 2, 2010
Observations from the Roof 8.2
Just a short post, a beautiful night on the roof, I give you the symphony of sound that is my city at night ….
Cars, horns, shouts, rumbles, tunes mingling from clubs, sirens, cries, laughter, jets overhead, gunshots (maybe), screams, sirens, bells, impacts, screeches, sirens, bottle tops falling on the roof ….
You just have to wonder
Billy Currington - Pretty Good At Drinking Beer
Drive-By Truckers - Women Without Whiskey
(couldn't decide)
Cars, horns, shouts, rumbles, tunes mingling from clubs, sirens, cries, laughter, jets overhead, gunshots (maybe), screams, sirens, bells, impacts, screeches, sirens, bottle tops falling on the roof ….
You just have to wonder
Billy Currington - Pretty Good At Drinking Beer
Drive-By Truckers - Women Without Whiskey
(couldn't decide)
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Observations on Art 8.1
It’s a dreary rainy Sunday morning in the Village. I look down at a surprisingly empty street, wet and the color of spilled espresso, it looks as if all the grime of summer washed into the street overnight. But look higher and the trees are a beautiful shade of green, happy with the cooler air and the fresh shower they had.
My cynical and, some would say, radical side has been doing the writing for a few posts so I think I need chill a bit and get back to my love, my life, art. I have always considered myself an artist, at least since the moment when the thought first enters a child’s mind, ‘what am I?’ or “what do I want to be?’ when i grow up. Since that day my mom stuck my fingers in paint and let me make my first mess on a canvas, a wall, on myself. My dad still has that little ‘painting’ hanging in his living room.
I guess I never looked back from that day because I have never considered doing anything else with my life. I went into Art History instead of Fine Arts for two reasons. My dad guided, no pushed, me in that direction and I can’t stand all the rules and theories of Fine Arts. But in history I learned to appreciate styles that I never would have dreamed of casting my eyes upon before. I fell in love with van Gogh.
In photography I love the contrast and detail of B&W but in painting I love the color. I thrive on the shades and subtle nuances that most people can’t even see. Show me a painting that you think has two shades of blue and I'll show you a dozen in the same painting. Of all the colors I love blue like no other, in its infinite shades and tints, it can make my brain light up like no other color can. Matisse said “Cutting directly into color reminds me of a sculptor's carving into stone” and i know exactly what he meant.
Sometimes I'll go to a new show or museum and find a painting I haven’t seen in person before and fall in to a zone that can last for hours. This recently happened at the MOMA Matisee show with “Flowers and Ceramic Plate" where I sat on a bench for two hours with my head in my hands staring and lost in it. Pulling the blues apart bit by infinitesimal bit and putting it back together in my head. I have no way to describe it but if it is possible to get high on color I do it. The vqs gave up and wandered off probably hoping nobody called Bellevue to come and get me.
When I was in college I had a professor who once told me that I was well on my way to becoming the ‘mad hatter’ of art. I laughed and took that as the biggest compliment but I never knew if he meant it that way or just thought i was cracking up.
“There is a place. Like no place on Earth. A land full of wonder, mystery, and danger! Some say to survive it you need to be as mad as a hatter.”
Sounds like the art world to me.
Incubus - Nice To Know You
My cynical and, some would say, radical side has been doing the writing for a few posts so I think I need chill a bit and get back to my love, my life, art. I have always considered myself an artist, at least since the moment when the thought first enters a child’s mind, ‘what am I?’ or “what do I want to be?’ when i grow up. Since that day my mom stuck my fingers in paint and let me make my first mess on a canvas, a wall, on myself. My dad still has that little ‘painting’ hanging in his living room.
I guess I never looked back from that day because I have never considered doing anything else with my life. I went into Art History instead of Fine Arts for two reasons. My dad guided, no pushed, me in that direction and I can’t stand all the rules and theories of Fine Arts. But in history I learned to appreciate styles that I never would have dreamed of casting my eyes upon before. I fell in love with van Gogh.
In photography I love the contrast and detail of B&W but in painting I love the color. I thrive on the shades and subtle nuances that most people can’t even see. Show me a painting that you think has two shades of blue and I'll show you a dozen in the same painting. Of all the colors I love blue like no other, in its infinite shades and tints, it can make my brain light up like no other color can. Matisse said “Cutting directly into color reminds me of a sculptor's carving into stone” and i know exactly what he meant.
Sometimes I'll go to a new show or museum and find a painting I haven’t seen in person before and fall in to a zone that can last for hours. This recently happened at the MOMA Matisee show with “Flowers and Ceramic Plate" where I sat on a bench for two hours with my head in my hands staring and lost in it. Pulling the blues apart bit by infinitesimal bit and putting it back together in my head. I have no way to describe it but if it is possible to get high on color I do it. The vqs gave up and wandered off probably hoping nobody called Bellevue to come and get me.
When I was in college I had a professor who once told me that I was well on my way to becoming the ‘mad hatter’ of art. I laughed and took that as the biggest compliment but I never knew if he meant it that way or just thought i was cracking up.
“There is a place. Like no place on Earth. A land full of wonder, mystery, and danger! Some say to survive it you need to be as mad as a hatter.”
Sounds like the art world to me.
Incubus - Nice To Know You
Friday, July 30, 2010
I Need To Know
I’m going to do something a little radical here, even for me. Maybe a Friday night is the wrong time but I’m stuck at home unable to drink and this is really totally eating at me. So I’m going to ask for comments, no, I’m going to beg for comments if you are a Republican. I want to know one thing and one thing only. What, if anything, does your party stand for?
Please bear with me for a moment.
The party of no. No to health care reform, Wall Street reform, unemployment compensation extension, and on and on. This isn’t my point because, right or wrong, I know all the arguments so spare me and I’ll come to my point.
Last night the House voted on the 9/11 Health and Compensation Act, a bill that would have provided $7.4 billion in aid to victims of the 9/11 attacks. About $4 billion of this was for first responders who suffer after breathing in toxins while working at the site. I didn’t live in New York at the time but I was there not long after and saw what they went through. A month later dust still swirled around and made it hard to breath. President Bush stood at there and rightly praised the heroes of the day.
Now the Republican leadership calls this bill a ‘slush fund’ and it failed to pass by a vote of 255 – 159. Ten brave Republicans voted for the bill.
Now I’m going to repeat my question and beg for an answer because I just don’t get it at all. In the name of god what does your party stand for?
David Bowie - Heroes
Please bear with me for a moment.
The party of no. No to health care reform, Wall Street reform, unemployment compensation extension, and on and on. This isn’t my point because, right or wrong, I know all the arguments so spare me and I’ll come to my point.
Last night the House voted on the 9/11 Health and Compensation Act, a bill that would have provided $7.4 billion in aid to victims of the 9/11 attacks. About $4 billion of this was for first responders who suffer after breathing in toxins while working at the site. I didn’t live in New York at the time but I was there not long after and saw what they went through. A month later dust still swirled around and made it hard to breath. President Bush stood at there and rightly praised the heroes of the day.
Now the Republican leadership calls this bill a ‘slush fund’ and it failed to pass by a vote of 255 – 159. Ten brave Republicans voted for the bill.
Now I’m going to repeat my question and beg for an answer because I just don’t get it at all. In the name of god what does your party stand for?
David Bowie - Heroes
Observations from the Window 7.30
I procrastinate, I always have but I think its getting worse as I get older. Procrastinate to the point that yesterday I spent a very painful day with a wisdom tooth that should have been pulled years ago. I couldn’t move, couldn’t function at all, so till the day was over I downed a bottle of ibus and looked lovingly at a bottle of Cabo Wabo I have been saving for something special. Even worse is the fact that in between ‘naps’ all I did was stare at MSNBC and twitter coming to the realization that there is a never ending stream of tards in our world. Now I always knew this but something about being in pain to start with and than finding another pain in the ass just brings it more into focus.
So as a new tard of the day I give you former Speaker of the House Newt Gingrich. A man whose day was already passing as I reached my teens, a man who used his power to shutdown the US government, and a man who resigned his seat in the House after having over 80 ethics violations charged against him. Now fifteen years later Newt seems to want to be President. And how will he run for president? Well he cant pull off the Sarah Palinesque leather clad bimbo next door style so he is going to follow that time honored Republican strategy, fear. He gave a speech in which he said that the US should pass a law that Sharia could never supplant the Constitution and liberal courts aren’t tempted to try to do so. He added that the Muslim community center to be built near ground zero is just a ‘outpost of sharia’ and shouldn’t be allowed under any circumstances.
Gingrich also said "There should be no mosque near ground zero in New York,so long as there are no churches or synagogues in Saudi Arabia."
Honestly I didn’t know there was a chance of Islamic Law becoming the law of the land. I must have been drunk one night and missed that one. And the man was once Speaker of the House but he seems to have forgotten that the First Amendment guarantees freedom of religion and last I knew I don’t think it contained any exceptions. Gingrich, it seems to me, has just become a hate mongering bigot. If Palin and Gingrich are the best the ‘Party of No’ has to offer the national debate may the gods help us all.
Now I’m thinking I’m behind the times on this one, maybe I should become a Muslim too. I mean I’m far from the best Christian anyway so no biggie there. Than I could be a dark artsie gothy arrogant muslim dyke, keep on that cutting edge as a social outcast. Ill have to think on that one.
I have some other gems to pass on but I wrote more than I planned on this so maybe ill write more later. Right now I have to go lose a bitchin tooth.
Moby - Natural Blues
So as a new tard of the day I give you former Speaker of the House Newt Gingrich. A man whose day was already passing as I reached my teens, a man who used his power to shutdown the US government, and a man who resigned his seat in the House after having over 80 ethics violations charged against him. Now fifteen years later Newt seems to want to be President. And how will he run for president? Well he cant pull off the Sarah Palinesque leather clad bimbo next door style so he is going to follow that time honored Republican strategy, fear. He gave a speech in which he said that the US should pass a law that Sharia could never supplant the Constitution and liberal courts aren’t tempted to try to do so. He added that the Muslim community center to be built near ground zero is just a ‘outpost of sharia’ and shouldn’t be allowed under any circumstances.
Gingrich also said "There should be no mosque near ground zero in New York,so long as there are no churches or synagogues in Saudi Arabia."
Honestly I didn’t know there was a chance of Islamic Law becoming the law of the land. I must have been drunk one night and missed that one. And the man was once Speaker of the House but he seems to have forgotten that the First Amendment guarantees freedom of religion and last I knew I don’t think it contained any exceptions. Gingrich, it seems to me, has just become a hate mongering bigot. If Palin and Gingrich are the best the ‘Party of No’ has to offer the national debate may the gods help us all.
Now I’m thinking I’m behind the times on this one, maybe I should become a Muslim too. I mean I’m far from the best Christian anyway so no biggie there. Than I could be a dark artsie gothy arrogant muslim dyke, keep on that cutting edge as a social outcast. Ill have to think on that one.
I have some other gems to pass on but I wrote more than I planned on this so maybe ill write more later. Right now I have to go lose a bitchin tooth.
Moby - Natural Blues
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Observations from the Window 7.27
It was a beautiful night on the roof last night. A full moon, in a clear sky,blazing above the city with just a few wisps of clouds glowing beneath it. It seems like weeks since the sky has been without haze, the air cool and not humid at all. It was simply a stunning night and is just as gorgeous morning.
That being said, and with all due respect to Keith Olbermann, for the first time I’m going to play my own version of oddball. I start with MTV’s show “Jersey Shore” which starts it’s second season run Thursday night in, of all places, Miami. Shouldn’t it now be called Florida Shore or Miami Beach? I don’t get it at all. I also don’t get the Chamber of Commerce of Seaside Heights, NJ who didn’t want them back saying it was bad for the city’s image. I saw somebody say, I’m sorry I don’t remember who, that you can’t drop a house full of New Yorkers in a Jersey beach house and think that is the Jersey shore. Now there are few places I know better than the Jersey shore and in some spots that is exactly what it is. Especially north of Atlantic City which is exactly where Seaside Heights is.
A weird bit of trivia for you here. As Rehoboth is to DCers and gays Wildwood is to French Canadians. Don’t ask me why I think you should know that, I just think you should.
Next up is Tony Hayward, yes the BP CEO Tony Hayward. Seems the man got the ax at BP. You know he did want his life back after all, little did he know he was going to get it back in Siberia of all places. They fucking sent him to Siberia! You just have to love the poetic justice of it all. But how is he going to race his yacht on the frozen tundra or, for that matter, spend his pension? The pension is reportedly worth just short of a million dollars a year. That just makes me gag on my morning coffee. Rule over one of the greatest environmental disasters in history and you get off with a million a year. Pathetic.
Did you know BP has yet to pay a dime into that 20 billion dollar escrow account? They are still negotiating they say. Maybe if some of those Republican congressmen and, sadly, women had kept their oil coated mouths shut it would have been long paid. Meanwhile the unemployed in the gulf get by making a pittance cleaning the beaches.
I give you myself as the final oddball. I was reading some of what I guess you could call the ‘Afghan papers’ in the Times today. I had the totally not like me thought that maybe a Republican needs to win the next presidential election in 2012. Like Nixon going to China, you get a lot of history in art history, maybe only a Republican could just pull out of Afghanistan without getting the ‘cut and run’ label thrown at them. I think that’s all that works at this point. After all the money wasted and all the lives spent it’s time to just declare victory and come home. It’s time to end the longest war in American history any fucking way possible. I just hope we start pulling out next year as planned because I don’t want to have to come to grips with that Republican thought I had. It just scares the hell out of me.
My final thought is we send Tony Hayward and Snookie to Afghanistan on a good will tour. If that doesn’t end the war nothing i know of will.
As always life goes on.
Hollywood Undead - Young
That being said, and with all due respect to Keith Olbermann, for the first time I’m going to play my own version of oddball. I start with MTV’s show “Jersey Shore” which starts it’s second season run Thursday night in, of all places, Miami. Shouldn’t it now be called Florida Shore or Miami Beach? I don’t get it at all. I also don’t get the Chamber of Commerce of Seaside Heights, NJ who didn’t want them back saying it was bad for the city’s image. I saw somebody say, I’m sorry I don’t remember who, that you can’t drop a house full of New Yorkers in a Jersey beach house and think that is the Jersey shore. Now there are few places I know better than the Jersey shore and in some spots that is exactly what it is. Especially north of Atlantic City which is exactly where Seaside Heights is.
A weird bit of trivia for you here. As Rehoboth is to DCers and gays Wildwood is to French Canadians. Don’t ask me why I think you should know that, I just think you should.
Next up is Tony Hayward, yes the BP CEO Tony Hayward. Seems the man got the ax at BP. You know he did want his life back after all, little did he know he was going to get it back in Siberia of all places. They fucking sent him to Siberia! You just have to love the poetic justice of it all. But how is he going to race his yacht on the frozen tundra or, for that matter, spend his pension? The pension is reportedly worth just short of a million dollars a year. That just makes me gag on my morning coffee. Rule over one of the greatest environmental disasters in history and you get off with a million a year. Pathetic.
Did you know BP has yet to pay a dime into that 20 billion dollar escrow account? They are still negotiating they say. Maybe if some of those Republican congressmen and, sadly, women had kept their oil coated mouths shut it would have been long paid. Meanwhile the unemployed in the gulf get by making a pittance cleaning the beaches.
I give you myself as the final oddball. I was reading some of what I guess you could call the ‘Afghan papers’ in the Times today. I had the totally not like me thought that maybe a Republican needs to win the next presidential election in 2012. Like Nixon going to China, you get a lot of history in art history, maybe only a Republican could just pull out of Afghanistan without getting the ‘cut and run’ label thrown at them. I think that’s all that works at this point. After all the money wasted and all the lives spent it’s time to just declare victory and come home. It’s time to end the longest war in American history any fucking way possible. I just hope we start pulling out next year as planned because I don’t want to have to come to grips with that Republican thought I had. It just scares the hell out of me.
My final thought is we send Tony Hayward and Snookie to Afghanistan on a good will tour. If that doesn’t end the war nothing i know of will.
As always life goes on.
Hollywood Undead - Young
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Observations from the Roof 7.24
I’m sitting on the roof enjoying the light show on a Saturday night. To the one side an almost full moon big and bright, to the other side one hell of a lightning storm off over the ocean. But I’ll tell you what, this is just wrong, its 90 degrees and it’s almost 11 at night. The vqs seem to like it but I’m feeling a bit like the wicked vq of the west, I’m effing melting here. But the beer is ice cold and the limes are fresh, some things are always good.
I think it’s finally time I made a confession. I should have told you this long ago but I didn’t do it. Underneath this tall, dark, arrogant, artsie, antisocial dyke skin lurks another heart. Contrary to the image and reputation I have carefully crafted over the years, at times I am a total geek. There I said it, I admit it, and I feel so much better now.
I have two flickr sites, plurk, twitter, youtube, tumblr, and the blog. I have so many site accounts that one password would unlock the world for you, and no not just porn. I has mad computer skilzs that make a comp sing like Pavarotti singing Turandot to packed house. I love Lisbeth Salander not for her sexy tats but because she can make her comp sing too. Actually I want to take Lisbeth home to make my comp sing but that’s another story. I have a first life, a second life, and I'm sure a third lurks in the back of my brain even sluttier than the first two. And as further proof I'm writing this on a Saturday night.
I’m only telling you this because the heat and Corona are getting to me so don’t go spreading it around. After all I do have a reputation to protect.
But now I must go because the vqs are dragging me out for a night of training. See you all for breakfast. Black attire is required.
Black Veil Brides - Knives and Pens
I think it’s finally time I made a confession. I should have told you this long ago but I didn’t do it. Underneath this tall, dark, arrogant, artsie, antisocial dyke skin lurks another heart. Contrary to the image and reputation I have carefully crafted over the years, at times I am a total geek. There I said it, I admit it, and I feel so much better now.
I have two flickr sites, plurk, twitter, youtube, tumblr, and the blog. I have so many site accounts that one password would unlock the world for you, and no not just porn. I has mad computer skilzs that make a comp sing like Pavarotti singing Turandot to packed house. I love Lisbeth Salander not for her sexy tats but because she can make her comp sing too. Actually I want to take Lisbeth home to make my comp sing but that’s another story. I have a first life, a second life, and I'm sure a third lurks in the back of my brain even sluttier than the first two. And as further proof I'm writing this on a Saturday night.
I’m only telling you this because the heat and Corona are getting to me so don’t go spreading it around. After all I do have a reputation to protect.
But now I must go because the vqs are dragging me out for a night of training. See you all for breakfast. Black attire is required.
Black Veil Brides - Knives and Pens
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