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Thursday, June 27, 2013

DA

Daisy "I like things the way I like them" Adair



"I can't eat it, and I won't." --DA

Oh my god, it's the internet



Time to get happy about feminist victories, since there's plenty o' pain to go around...

Fairy Meadow family vacation CANCELLED ACK!
Feel the feminine wrath of strong double-amputee disabled veteran ACK!
Then look at the sad dude's twitter account ACK!
Stephen Fry: super successful and funny but still SAD ACK!
AFP Art is SAD ACK!
The moon is SAD AAACK!
I believe that is 6 Acks. Time to go cook something.


It was strangely difficult to find a picture of Cathy saying ACK in the kitchen. Perhaps she did more freaking out and eating than cooking.
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Hmmmm, old black & white Semiotics of the Kitchen video.
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***IN COLOR updated User Guide to the Semiotics of the Kitchen***

Selena States

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Amazing cat

"If you put your hand here, he just sucks up stress," said the cashier at the garden center. I put my hand on the black cat's belly. I didn't think I was that stressed, but almost instantly, it felt as though tension in my body was being sucked out by the animal's calmness. Like, the cat could take it out and make it evaporate. Cat = amazing.

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Dear gigantesque trees

I might be coming to see some of you soon.

from moocowfanclub

mtotmfbf

movie trailer of the morning...bf: there's a new trailer with kristen wiig that i wanted to show you....it's called girl most likely m: ha ha, i like that line "a lot of people had a worse mother than you, like me" i bet i heard that before bf: i kind of wondered if you were going to draw parallels...(!)
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Music Videos of the Morning
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1) This Is What Makes Us Girls
wondering if those are Anne of Green Gables clips at the end?
2) Capital Cities - Safe & Sound (original)
(a) dancing clips interspersed with footage from historical conflicts? interesting
(b) if this song got stuck on repeat I might start to hate it
(c) however, I bet it could cheer me up if I were in a bad mood
3)How To Dance The Charleston

from bits&bites

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

June nights

Night walks in this part of the world can be very soothing and interesting. Just one street includes a variety of houses--Adobe, Craftman-style, white clapboard houses, homes with gables and wraparound porches. And there are so many different types of plants.The palm trees alone are quite varied--some palms are like bushes sitting on top of long stems, and some are shorter and remind me of giant pineapples sitting on the ground. I have stopped noticing them, but when I go for a stroll in the evening, I remember to do that. Birds on telephone wires twitter and crickets murmur (they sound very pleasant at a distance) and I find myself surveying the neighborhood as if it is a library of architecture and flora. I love these little walks.

These are both good

on repeat: songs after a coffee buzz


Kiss of Fire ~ Georgina Gibbs
Kiss of Fire ~ Hugh Laurie and Gaby Moreno

what the heck

is in this stuff.

from simply-american.net

two little sample cups--that's all I had! Totally out-of-character, I decided to drink some while I was at the grocery store. Black, too. I noticed that at first it was bitter, and then my tastebuds sort of numbed out and it was just a pleasant beverage. Weird. I resisted the temptation to get a third...on my way back I sang little things in my newly air-conditioned car (I got a father's day gift! I also sent one. It was a good exchange) (1) yay! air-conditioning for the first time in 2 years (2) can you feel my coffee buzz...(to the tune of a nirvana song) and at home, a weird little surge of caffeine hit my system and then it kind of went like....can you feel my coffee CRAaash...I really need to dialogue with myself to decide whether or not to get any more tonight.

Girlwatching Thoughts

From the-beheld.com:

"The point isn’t that women don’t observe men, or that men don’t observe one another, but that the quality of the gaze is different. I don’t walk down the street and feel like I have less cultural weight than my male peers.But when you’re 12—the age I was when I heard my first catcall from an adult man, and my young age here is hardly unusual—you do have less cultural weight, you do have less power. You learn early on to associate being observed for your femininity with powerlessness, and that's not an easy mind-set to shed. (Which is exactly why street harassment has long been an effective tool of oppression, but that’s another story.) Broad strokes here: Men don’t have that experience. Rather, they didn’t until it came out that the National Security Agency—a greater power than virtually every man in the country—could watch you whenever they pleased."

from vintagesleaze

"Here are a few of the things that may result for women from objectification, whether it comes from others or internally as a result of being objectified by others: Depression. Limiting one’s social presence. Temporarily lowered cognitive functioning. (Of course, there are also suggestions that self-objectification may boost some women’s well-being. Another day, another post.) When I look at these effects and compare them with where I’m at intellectually about the NSA privacy invasions—a shrinking of oneself versus righteous outward anger—I’m troubled. Would I feel more righteous anger if I hadn’t learned to absorb, possibly to my personal detriment, the effects of objectification and tacitly accepted surveillance as something that just happens? And more importantly: Has the collective energy of women been siphoned into this realm, leaving us less energy for, as they say, leaning in?"

"I’m not saying that just because women might be used to being watched by men means that we’re inherently blasé about being watched by governmental bodies; in fact, I’m guessing some women are more outraged than they would be if they were male, even if they’re not directly connecting that outrage with womanhood. (Also, I don’t believe the male gaze to be wholly responsible for my indifferent reaction here; it’s just the one that’s relevant.) Let's also not forget that 56% of Americans deem phone surveillance as an acceptable counterterrorism measure. And I’m certainly not saying that we shouldn’t be concerned about the NSA revelations; we should. But not only are women more used to being watched, we also have a worldwide history of dealing with our governments jumping in where they don’t belong. It feels invasive whether that space is our phone line or our uterus. It just might not feel all that surprising."

--I'll Be Watching You: NSA Surveillance and the Male Gaze

Wild camaraderie?

I woke up this morning after a disturbing dream: I was trying to get away from a brown female tarantula that could make itself large or tiny, and it was spinning a web over my bed.
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Quotable:
"When a person values the native living things in their own neighborhood, the result will be a better quality of life for posterity."
 — Steven Kutcher
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Bug Art

Monday, June 17, 2013

one time, the twitchy computer

got weird and seemed to select music videos for me that I hadn't clicked on: "angry johnny" & "doll parts"... I didn't feel like listening to much of the second song, so I went to other one. I didn't remember it at all and I hadn't heard of POE, so I looked her up and found a picture where she's wearing an army helmet.

Ugh, this:

"'Myself as an artist was purchased as if a slave by a Texas oilman,' she tells Spinner, adding her first contract was bought out by this businessman. 'I have not gone a day without doing music. I've just done it anonymously. It's not like I haven't been playing -- I've played parties and this and that -- but anything that was way under the radar. I lived like an illegal immigrant for 10 years. I couldn't make any money, couldn't do anything.'"

--http://www.spinner.com/2010/01/28/poe-returns-after-10-years-of-legal-battles/

massaging is good

"Inside the car, Helena is massaging her temples. You know, although Helena is not a likable person, at least she has some attitude. Are we really supposed to identify or sympathize with this toady Doctor Nick? We rarely see Helena when she's not around a colossal jerk like Ray O'Malley or Nick Cavanaugh. No wonder she's so abrasive. This double-team would make Mother Theresa irritable. Perhaps this explains why as she massages her temples I was thinking 'Yeah, no kidding.'"

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"Helena will regret that attempt on his life. But before that, we get a little montage to show the passage of time. We see Nick watching a video tape of the fountain scene (when did he make that?) and listening to opera. Then, we see him skipping rope to keep in shape. He runs into his room, and there's his mother. 'Nicholas, you have done a very, very bad thing,' she whispers. You know, I hope David Lynch creeps up and down the halls of the Lynch mansion whispering 'Jennifer, you've done a very bad thing.'"

--http://www.jabootu.com/boxinghelena.htm 

Fun song

Kiss of Fire - Georgia Gibbs
From stepfather's old CD collection.
Should be in a movie.

Film things

Strangely, I spent part of yesterday on a movie I wanted to avoid at all costs when I was younger: "Boxing Helena," made by la fille d' M. Lynch...did not know that I would be doing that. In college, I recall my roommate getting an invitation to a party which celebrated the cheesiness of the movie "Showgirls"...I would not be entirely surprised if the same has ever been done for "Boxing Helena..."

On a "Room With A View"-ish note, it has the dashing Julian Sands and includes the wonderful O Mio Babbino Caro.

The clip at the end of this article makes me wish I could understand Italian.
http://twitchfilm.com/2013/06/fellinis-forgotten-pupil-augusto-tretti-passed-away.html
All but the woman-roaring-as-a-lion part.

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Song & old church bell search

While listening to a certain song, "old church bell" came to mind, and I ended up finding a new song about fire and birds...I had been looking at a source I haven't looked at for months; I found it after searching for dulcinea a long time ago, and some of the recent entries were interesting, such as... http://piecesofmargo.blogspot.com/2013/05/for-one-path-of-my-flight-is-direct.html (poetry) & http://piecesofmargo.blogspot.com/2013/05/men-in-my-life-german-dane-and.html (therapy)...but "Since I've Been Loving You," which has a sexy reputation but also pretty sad lyrics, made me search for the old church bells, and I picked these to investigate:
so I found:
Ancient Church Bells Tolling
(catholic viewpoint)
Chrysta Bell - St. Pancras Old Church, London
(music)
Itawamba History Review
(old southern history)
Photos of Churches in Lebanon
(self explanatory)
and this "Bird of Flames" song/video:



Monday, June 10, 2013

paintpaintpaintartartart

This documentary kind of freaked me out: My Kid Could Paint That

(Reactions: Auugh! I lived there back then! I remember going to that coffee shop! and that parking garage! and those buildings! And I remember when the reporter came and talked about her book, The House on Beartown Road.) Somehow I missed the actual big story that was going on, though.

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http://www.rogerebert.com/reviews/my-kid-could-paint-that-2007

http://www.rogerebert.com/rogers-journal/portrait-of-the-artist-as-a-cherished-child

Sunday, June 09, 2013

the not good crazy

http://www.hollywoodreporter.com/news/kcrw-studios-evacuated-shooting-santa-564831

a few years ago, was updating computers in a lab at a community college on another coast and listening to that radio station run out of a college on another coast and thinking about taking classes there...

text today: are you at santa monica college?

no

libraries, like churches, should be safe

Read books...

from webneel.com
"A recently published study by the University of Southern California’s Annenberg School for Communication and Journalism showed that the percentage of female characters with a speaking part in the nation’s top movies each year reached its lowest point in the past five years in 2012, at 28 percent."

-- http://finance.yahoo.com/news/newsstands-allure-film-actress-fades-020609789.html

Thursday, June 06, 2013

From something

called "God Loves You When You're Dancing"



Song: Riptide

O, stop it Renoir

"Renoir's model complains--'He always makes me too fat.' The massive female nudes with small heads must evoke the Mother, in infant eyes."

--https://twitter.com/JoyceCarolOates/status/335832468320043008

from bluesurfart

Quenchiness

WHEREAS over the weekend, the bad experience of food poisoning hit, and I said, why oh why did I have to watch a documentary as depressing as Outlawed In Pakistan right before eating whatever it was that gave me bad dreams and made me feel like dying? Although, I could have just as easily asked, why was I looking up all those plants named "vomitoria" (holly bushes)... WHEREAS I remembered a recent non-food poisoning experience, which involved going to a frozen yogurt place and watching a bespectacled brown-haired skinny pale girl approach the salesgirl to ask where the blueberry flavor had gone, and then talk about how they were out of blueberry to a slenderish brown guy with all his hair covered up in his hat and then this girl tried another flavor of yogurt (plain) and reacted violently by flinging the white contents of her sample cup onto the grill beneath the frozen yogurt machine and the guy with the hat just looked at her and she looked back and seemed embarrassed, and then she walked to the machine, put out her hand, scooped up the glop of yogurt, and threw it in the trash, and the guy with the hat laughed and got napkins, and while she cleaned her hand he cleaned the grill on the machine, then they left... meanwhile some little girls who seemed to be sisters visiting the place with their dad were saying "Acai is great!" (Acai was the flavor that had replaced Blueberry) The father had a slight accent and I wondered if he was from India, and then, when I went to pay for my yogurt, the salesgirl asked if the girls were my daughters? And I said no, and thought, why did she think that? Wouldn't he have paid for all of us? Then I went home and watched Good Hair. Later, I wondered if skin color (daughters more fair-skinned than the dad) had something to do with it. WHEREAS recovery from the food poisioning eventually transpired (praise Jesus, and it was not the yogurt, which was good, and also did not cause any cramps or indigestion imitating false labor or anything), yet enervation abided, until someone gave me a package of peanuts ("you need salt!") and only then did my insatiable thirst begin to dissipate (mind blown ~ salty food making thirst go away seemed completely counterintuitive, but when you think about what's in a gatorade, I guess it makes sense) pour cette raison, je souhaite écrire une nouvelle au sujet de sel...

What does it mean to be a pillar of salt?

Decorum




My friend and I were talking about L7. I remembered "Pretend That We're Dead," but he remembered "Andres."



Then, with a chuckle, he showed me this startling anecdote:

"During their performance at the 1992 Reading Festival, the band experienced 'technical difficulties with their audio equipment' and were forced to stall their set. Quickly, the rowdy crowd grew restless and began throwing mud onto the stage. In protest, lead vocalist Donita Sparks removed her tampon on-stage and threw it into the crowd yelling 'Eat my used tampon, fuckers!'"

--http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/L7_%28band%29

If I could even possibly attempt to imitate pulling off something like that, it'd probably be, like, "Suck my castor oil bottle."

Andres?

Saturday, June 01, 2013

goodbyes, time, and weather

Today I said goodbye to the kid I've been tutoring, but it was not so "goodbye" because I said I could still come around when they come to the library, and maybe we could read in the children's section. He was reading and then he stopped and  said he realized it was the last time we were going to have these sessions. He asked why and I said it was because they ran out of money to have a children's tutoring program, and he said "oh," and then went back to reading. It was a little bit sad. But not too bad. He likes reading. I wore my Bunnicula shirt that my friend got for me at a reading conference in 2006. "I love those books," he said. He reads the early reader versions. I'm not sure if he's at his "grade level," but he likes stories and books. I said, "I'm really glad you like reading," and told him that I know some college-age people who have difficulties reading books. He read 2 1/2 Fly Guy books and then wanted to save the end of the last book to read at home. People only save the end of the book to read later if they really like reading, I think. He also still makes movies with his best friend, using his best friend's video camera.  He started singing "Everybody dance now" as we walked to the children's section. "You know that song? That song was popular when I was in high school," I said. (Actually, it came out even earlier.) When I walked home, I thought about how I've been discussing books with someone who isn't even the age I was in 5th grade. I must have someone about that age still inside of me...I could feel a little 5th grader self alive and well, walking home in the sun.

Everybody Dance Now

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Martha Wash "The Original Weather Girl"