Monthly Archives: May 2014

Poet. Priestess. Activist. Alchemist. Ms. Angelou, you will be queen sheba of heaven’s buffet!

Blush… Or Bashful? I don’t know, but evidently I gravitated to the pinks this year when doing my outside balcony: What you don’t see is that the planter that I usually have tomatoes in (they have failed for the past … Continue reading →

And I am not the Ross. So, remember awhile back I was lamenting that I hadn’t really made any friends in chorus yet and that if sort of forgotten even how to make friends? Well, I have a new friend. … Continue reading →

This is, I believe, the only gun I’ve ever owned or fired: I still have it (obviously) and it still works. And I have plenty of ammo still. It shoots those little, colorful plastic discs you see in the picture– … Continue reading →

Manhunt is getting really annoying lately with the whole Eroti-Bot thing. You know what I mean. A hot guy “new” to your area unlocks his pics for you. And if you respond, you get canned response about how they are … Continue reading →

Part of the reason for my trip to Iowa this past weekend was to pick up some new artwork. Somehow on Facebook I ended up following an old classmate of mine from high school who has an MFA and who … Continue reading →

So I got drunk with my mom on Saturday evening. Wait. Let me back up. I went down to Iowa this past weekend to visit the folks and to pick up some art from a former high school classmate of … Continue reading →

I had a fairly intense dream about a Chagall painting last night. I rather like Chagall– the colors, the whimsy, the ethereal dreamlike quality. And I am especially fixated on one piece in particular: The Circus Rider. As I’ve blogged … Continue reading →

I have pink eye. This is all rather new for me as I don’t think I’ve ever had pink eye before. I don’t recall having it as a child, and certainly not as an adult. Did I get this courtesy … Continue reading →

I really have an issue when it comes to original artwork. It’s like a compulsion: I must own it. I must have it so nobody else can. Mine mine mine!! Alcohol doesn’t help any either. Case in point: I was … Continue reading →