Actual photo of my non existent ass, courtesy of Dozer Emo Boy just remarked at the fabulous mood I’m in… I’m tired. My legs, ass and waist hurt, my house is a wreck and I have no groceries. But, I’m smiling. The Crew and I all went roller skating today. Family fun, met up with J.Pizzle (The Bizzle Partner) and his kids. We all skated, played air hockey, some video games… cheap fun that lasted for hours, and was not chained to a screen or shopping for cack we don’t...
Its a little known fact that I actually am girly. I try to avoid the “girl” stuff, because, well, it enters into that area of life where emotions run rampant and my little black heart simply cannot deal. But, I have to admit, I enjoy the make-up, the clothes, the flutters I get from various songs, and the “chick flick” genre. I’m only human. At least once in a while. Rolling around my brain this week, through an onslaught of songs, several drives in the country, a lot...
I’m not a terribly social person when it comes to breaking the ice with people. I play with my phone to look disinterested, or stare blankly at my shoes when waiting to pick up children. At the playground, I have a book, a notebook or something with me at all times so that I appear busy. I am busy, mind you, because the voices in my head are incredible company and keep my ever-churning wheels… uh, churning. Hell, even when I blog, I have to wait for something amazing to occur to even...
I think it was back in fifth grade that I read Jacob, Have I Loved, and was immediately gripped by the attention the author paid to the symbolism and beauty of hands. I can remember reading and stopping to really look at my hands, which were pretty much as they are now, just hands. But, as the book proclaims, hands are never “just hands.” Hands are awesome. That book began my weird obsession with hands. Its actually not one of those things I really divulge, not out of shame or weirdness,...
Its Monday morning, again. I’ve had one of those weeks of whirlwind activity that culminated in another birthday celebration for Enigma (must update “Cast” page) and, well, just stuff. I was told, almost 6 weeks ago, that I was ready to “take off” during a reiki session. My BFF told me that I just needed to go out and have fun, meet people, be ME. I figured it was the kids going to school and the freedom of movement that allowed. And, it was that, and I’m not...
