Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Mothraaaasss


Totally the year of the Mothras...

Friday, March 27, 2015

Medium Canadian Party

Zrelak and I had a party once, where we made beer formulas to decide how much beer to buy, yes on a whiteboard. But those were the good old days of working at an ISP. We share birthdays.
We decided on a Medium Canadian Party, not too big, not to small and I cannot remember why on earth we wanted to be Canadian.
That was oh.. 11 years ago?

This year, we are all grown up. Hah.  We had dinner with Zrelak and his amazing wife at my favorite little spot, the Red Fox Room. We drank and ate steak and I had just a wonderful night.


There were dirty sailors, and baby making music and strawberry mojitos and lemon drops.   The dance floor was pitch black, with only the sound of my heels, and the low whispers, trying to remain hushed. I hear the word was sent like a game of telephone and I was rendered a keeper and all was well. We wandered thru the rest of our weekend in a haze. Conversations are at length, stares are focused, and I am so enveloped.  

They say your 40s are where it is at... So far so good. It sure is nice to feel again.



Thursday, March 26, 2015

Oh The Frank....

Juxtaposed in each moment's sight
Everything that I ever saw
And my one delight
Nothing can strike me in such awe
Mouth intricate shapes the voice that speaks
Always it will soothe
Rarer none are the precious cheeks
Is the size of each sculpted tooth
Each lip and each eye
Wise is the tongue, wet of perfect thought
And softest neck where always do I
Lay my clumsy thoughts
She is that most lovely art
Happy are my mind, and my soul, and my heart.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Roll Down the Window & Let the Wind Blow Back Your Hair

The screen door slams, Mary's dress sways
Like a vision she dances across the porch
As the radio plays
Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
Hey that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again, I just can't face myself alone again
Don't run back inside, darling you know just what I'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking
That maybe we ain't that young anymore
Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright with me

Springsteen

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

New Digs


New desk! Way more room!


Sunday, March 15, 2015

You've Been Tearing Me Up in the Dead of Night

Working on a feeling
Breaking down the ceiling
Digging up a deep end
Freezing on the beaches
Reaching for the sweetest, sweetest peaches



Friday, March 13, 2015

Friday the 13th

When yer hanging with Dicks, then yer getting Mai Tai's tattoos on yer side boobs.



Of course we ended the night with them oohing over the wine, and me just being so happy.


Saturday, March 7, 2015

How the West Was Won - AZRD & Atom Day 1










































We drove out on Friday night, staying at Slaviks with 11 peeps. All in the family, eh? Day was was the Dollinquents against SDRD's Teen Terrors. What a great team, I am always impressed with McKillah. Girls just is totally eyes on the prize.  Phoenix really brought it to the Chula Vista bout lat year as well, and they took it here also. Well done, Phx.  For Sheas' first official bout, she pulled 4 penalties but her jamming pretty good.
Her Grandpa & Aunt came up from Tuscon to see her, which was just fantastic!
They won the 2nd bout against Sin City, which really brought their spirits up. From my perspective, its just so enduring to watch Shea bond with the team, slowing she is finding her place, earning her spot.  Being part of a team means carrying your own weight and being an asset, not a liability.
These teenagers are the strongest girls, and I say that with such admiration. This sport is tough physically, and more so mentally. I see them leaning on each other for strength and support.
These girls give my teenager something that not only can I not give, but its hard to explain, but its plain as day when I watch them work together. 


Thursday, March 5, 2015

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

"I Like Circles".....


It seems to me, you and me,
Are chasing something.
It seems to you, you and me,
Are forgetting something,

When love is so easily forgotten.

It seems to me, you and me,
Are being chased by something.
It seems to you, you and me,
Are terrified by nothing,

When nothing is the reason we are here.

Is really just a circle.

Leave Us

Helpless
Helpless
Helpless
Helpless
...sing with me somehow.....

(The only Y from CSNY I can dig)