Time

I still don't get it. People are born and live and die and I don't really understand it very much.
(I might be attending a service tonight; I don't know yet.)
Take pictures of something. Post on the internet. Recent turns to long time ago.
If you don't keep drinking water, the you that you are known as won't stick around.
I do like this cover of the Karma Police song.
I have felt luckier lately. It's wonderfu...

Accomplishments

By noon, I had finished a biography by a heretofore unknown to me actress named Olivia Munn. Apparently she likes comic book conventions. The best things about the book: it had Wonder Woman in the title, and stories about ego-inflated men in Hollywood being misogynist and wretched.
I must confess, part of me gets a special pleasure from reading such stories. In the opinion of that personality, anyone who attempts to suppress the sharing of these stories risks an encounter with the "Karma Police!"
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Unfortunately, it was surprisingly hard for the GPS-deprived to find the place offering a free typing certificate test. (Never found it.) I did give myself an unexpected tour of some freeways and admired the graffiti off "the 710."
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Hmmm, maybe Erika Lopez is next on the reading list. ;-D

Haaaa...Hah.

Oh, bah. "Karma Police" is in my head because I clicked on it after looking at Ya La Tengo songs and both were set to some old 70s cop movie (no desire to see it!) Kah-ma Pah-leees...uhhhhh...
'Twas interesting to stay in a neon motel in Gallup, NM and "Easy Rider" came on TV.
Better: 9 to 5! Radio revives the weary!
By way of Dolly Parton!!! Gooooo Dolly.
Dumb Blonde.

I have a newfound appreciation of Cal Ripkin

There's the Mary Prankster song, "Blue Skies over Dundalk"...
But I have to make a clean break and I have to do it quick cause the pain you give me babe would make Cal Ripkin call in sick
I know more about this now, thanks to the episode of the Ken Burns documentary I watched last night. Many other interesting parts to it, also.
I usually don't watch baseball.

If I know crazy...

A(n?) FB friend posted a clip of a press conference on UFOs - Sept. 27.
I think it's rather interesting. Expect it's still a bit too weird for some people.
For some reason I wanted to title this with a snippet of the song "Crazy."
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I also became endeared to Whores of Dublin, but that's another topic.

Kind of like a found poem

But it's a certain someone's notes:

Salon Cielo
found a building downtown Covina
south of where Im at now

probably November
cant say enuf good stuff about this city
theyve been reeal gen with me theyve helped me along
deal with city and county
pretty much

hoping for smooth transistion
couple days should be longer than that
help

Most recently planted sprig

of rosemary by some mint.
Hope it grows.

Venturing

Overheard yesterday evening:
"Okay, I know that!"
"I got her pregant and she had my kid."
"Okay! I know that already!"
"Too bad it wasn't you. You missed, huh."
The teenage boy and teenage girl moved to the bench to cuddle, where he continued to whisper witticisms that made her shriek delightedly. Sigh. Well there's less chance of him getting her pregnant in a park, I guess. Later a park ranger walked by, talking about how he'd just asked some kids if their parents were around.
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What is it about a 3 dollar movie theater that makes an audience so appreciative? Laughing at all the jokes in "Dinner For Schmucks" and applauding at the end. Even the bathroom had an intriguing scent of cigarettes and incense.
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Hmmm, just took a look at the Community Sustainability Fair. I heard them introducing a "Miss Teen Earth" or something like that. There's also a Disney van with a large picture of 3 seemingly barely-not-teenage guys on the side of it. I guess those 3 guys are the face of Disney...why not have a foursome and make it boy-girl? And why is there no Mr. Teen Earth? It's just a question...Oh, okay. I guess it's Radio Disney and the guys on the van might be the "Jonas Brothers."
I see they're staying pure 'til marriage; that's refreshing. Maybe some other kids who hang out at the park will take a hint ;-P
Oh, but, there actually is a Mr. Teen Earth--he's in the Phillippines!
Which also bestows upon its female contestants the more progressive title, "Ms."

To see, to read, to see...

Picture Me movie.
Picture Me miniseries.
Enlightened Sexism book.
Microworlds.
Fall colors.

Time to reflect on

knowing of periods of life that are like a tangled matted ball when you look back upon them. Bullying, manipulation, corruption, feminist lady professors who only use it in the classroom but can't apply it to real life, intellectual men who were stupid and pathetic and drunk on a date and shrugged off responsibility, people ganging up on others, witch-hunt-style, and cycles of poverty, repeating themselves...Maybe there is carthasis in watching the song Godless and the hula hooper in the video.
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And also: multiple incarnations.

Appreciation of 2009 (?) stuff

Juana Molina: Un Dia.
And profile of Juana Molina
(Oops, I guess that was posted in 2006!)
And Foof for Thought.
Foof?

In which

Searching and searching and searching for employment crackers and cheese and frozen grapes. Oh please. People (not one, but many) who didn't NEED plastic surgery. I saw a woman walking into the 99 cent store the other day with a large growth on her lip. I wondered if it was hard to eat.
Oh please.
Oh PLEASE Oh PLEASE Oh PLEASE Oh PLEASE Oh PLEASE

In addition to other things...

Today I walked to a park to read about typography and then took a break from that with a comic book. As I was lying on my blanket, a yippie little dog (I really should learn dog breeds--it had gold fur and a pointy face) without a leash, but wearing a harness, approached me. It stopped and gave me a stare. The wind ruffled the leaves of the typography book. The dog ran away and began to bark. (Or, yip.) It did this for a while, even though I was just being still and reading, and then got closer again and started barking (yipping) some more. I was a little bit worried about it, but I also was not in the mood to get bitten, so I told the dog to cut it out. It listened and went away, peed on some trees, then eventually left the park. Hopefully it's owner was nearby, maybe it wandered away from one of the houses.

Now I'm home. I looked at this author's blog. It's kind of neat to read something that someone you just read wrote this very day. The comic book I began to look at in the park was an older one about Calliope, which was a surprise. I didn't know which one I'd brought with me 'til I got there.

I was not big on comic books when I was younger, but now they interest me. I saw that there is going to be a convention on them soon. I said to my bellissimo friend, hmmm, maybe I should go to that. He said that it would be full of VERY nerdy guys. (He can't really talk, he would probably fit right in.) But he said "are you SURE," with a very intense eyeball look, in such a way that I began to think "Hmmm...I dunno..." I began to wonder if there would be such an aura of male nerdiness that it would be overwhelming or fatiguing. Is it really so revolting to women (or, to "someone like me") to go to them? What if I take to my deathbed and find I have a strange regret that I have never attended a comic book convention?

The other thing, though, is the lack of extra spending money, or even money for bills at the moment! So, we shall see...what shall we have for dinner?

Totally

Excited. There's going to be an exhibit of French Medieval manuscripts at the Getty! Any works by Christine de Pizan? Maybe not. But perhaps other works she might've seen! Now listening to Flying Dutchman.
And looking at Christine de Pizan at the British Library again.

Muse to revise to

Music:
Yo La Tengo - Green Arrow.
Underworld - Glam Bucket.
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And to read:
Walter Benjamin at the Dairy Queen.

Most beautiful song

"That's the most beautiful song about death I've ever heard."
Gathering Flowers for the Master's Bouquet by the Stanley Brothers.
Bellissimo friend likes blue grass music.
Perhaps we could do the blue grass music trail in Virginia some day.
For a variety of reasons, I started to watch Amy Winehouse.
Back to Black. Hmmm, more death themes...
Ah-ha! According to this, she should be celebrating her birthday today! Funny synchronicity.
I'd like her to be healthy and see her perform sometime.

Art

Mi bellisimo amigo me dijo que le gusta mucho una pintura...de un goblin with a hammer en ese article. Si, es maravillosa, o/a?
Certain powers seem to be sending me signals. I need to hone my bread winner skills. I have made efforts. Today I mostly excelled at consuming frozen grapes and gluten-free crackers. And watching Flying Dutchman set to outerspace pictures. I might look for the original Dr. Who opening, I loved it as a kid. I should leave this place to get my Vitamin D bath. I have read that Vitamin D may be good for teeth...

That reminds me, after a visit to a historic museum yesterday, which included looking at a photograph of early 20th century nurses, fully attired in prissy uniforms, holding gigantic reflecting disks in front of TB patients sitting outside of their sanitorium, this article about a local doctor was worth a look. Appropriately fascinating. The combination of the nurses' uniforms, the discs, remembering Thoreau, and really hoping that the popcorn ceiling I used to scrape my nails across, creating "snow" as a first grader, was the kind without asbestos...

Other adventures included visiting Idyllwild and watching "Machete" at a drive-in. I complimented someone's colored glass window and learned that it used to have a bullet hole in it. Seems like a nice enough neighborhood. Still scoping this place out. It's a big area. It's going to take a while.

Giant Tome!

Well I did not expect that.
"It's very large!" said the Pasadena librarian. "And...flexible!"
He said "It's a big comic book." And sounded mildly surprised.
So I just looked at it. Ah, ha. There's a song I haven't heard yet.
Flying Dutchman by the School Chorus.
For a moment, I think again of the FB friend who died too soon many would say.
Could Sickle Cell disease be helped at all by diet and such things?
A short time after I heard the news, I went out one day, driven by some kind of intense loneliness of the heart, and saw a man who had collapsed on the steps of a bank in Arlington. Surrounded by people of all ages, including a young woman who made an impression on me as if she had some kind of first aid training. Maybe she even had a stethoscope, although I'm not really sure.
He was quite still.
I turned around and drove by again, and the emergency vehicle was coming.
A few days later, I was on my way to the post office. In the car, I asked my mother, "Do you think, if someone dies, and you see them, that they know that you saw them?" When I emerged from the post office, she said a massive funeral procession had gone by while I was inside.

Everything in particular

1) An Education. Ah, if life's worst only brought your youthful self into a tryst with a David, and then a not-so-dead teacher with a hip little flat magically revealed the path to the Oxford solution!
2) Beowulf. Those DVD extras revealed that its creators found it preferable or sufficient to hire some good actors who mostly looked quite different in real life from their animated characters, but the same cannot be said for the actresses! In-trysting reaffirmation that the film industry is sexist, no?
3) Under Your Skin, Naked Eye
I once again adore getting reacquainted with Fever In, Fever Out by Luscious Jackson. I got the CD as a present on my 21st birthday (from he with whom I now reside).
4) California Orange Box Labels

Read more about Rapunzel

In Imaginary Landscape: Making Worlds of Myth And Science.

Current Interests

Comic books. I did not read them so much. Only when I was really young, I liked some, because they were gifts from my Dad. I learned about the bad guy vs. the good guy. Superman. Wonderwoman. Neil Gaiman's are available in the small local library.
The first time I went on the internet, during my senior year of highschool, a classmate/friend and I talked to some guy who called himself Morpheus. Me and my friend were cool with each other in real life (I have fond memories of her, I wish I knew what happened to her) but I guess we-or I?-acted more competitive on the computer. She was also more witty than I was online. "Morpheus" from the island of "Cypress" seemed to point this out in a way that I found annoying, I remember that! It seems more funny now. I think he might've gotten his name from these comics.
And at another library, I'm on the waiting list for Comic Book Tattoo.
Otherwise--refocusing on health and changing eating patterns. More than that. I like to cook, if it's simple. Or if I'm in the mood, I can be more complicated.
Gosh, how funny it is to read the things that came out in my youth, that I'd never bothered noticing until now.

Some stuff about psychics and sex workers

This movie has more references to the place of my birth than any other I know of: Men Who Stare at Goats. An Appalachian trail hiker who is also a sex worker blogs about the changes of the seasons and autumn. She also makes an interesting point in this post about what sounds to me to be a very unfair law in New Orleans.