Pompadorable!

My big Tv spot debut! I am sooooooo good at being quiet and turning to the side and smiling sometimes!

Click here to watch the ridiculousness!

To Put It Simply:

I have started a large undertaking in trying to re-watch the entire series of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I was obsessed with this show when I looked like this:

And I have had the desire lately to reconnect with parts of myself from the past. Partially I just want to see if it is as entertaining of a show now as I thought it was then. So far, it is.

What has really struck me as interesting about the show is remembering how much of an escape it was for me as a kid. I had more of a desire to put things in a box of “good” or “bad” and “right” or “wrong”. In the World of Buffy, bad things don’t just happen, they are caused by unexplainable evils! There is an escapist mentality that makes it easier to deal with hard life situations. For example, an abusive mother that tries to impose her idea of what her child should do turns out to be a witch that has switched bodies with her daughter in order to relive her glory days as a teenager. A girl who can’t deal with her mom dating again doesn’t have to, because the guy her mom is dating turns out to be a killer robot whose ass she gets to kick.

All of the things that were difficult as a teenager are dealt with in fantastical ways that make it easier to understand why life was so confusing then. Sometimes a world with vampires, demons and witches, makes more sense than the one that we actually live in.

Just some food for thought.

Resurge!

We are just shy of one year since my last post on this blog, and honestly I think it was needed. There has been a creative fire burning in my free time and I have such a desire to put it somewhere. We will start small; blog entries here and there, thoughts, hopes, humor.

I think it all blew up and got too hard to manage, 3 blogs, several social networking sites, blahg! Blog!

I bid hello again to you…

For now:

For now, I have started a new blog. It is light and it’s postings are mainly reposted from things I find around. This suits me right now and I enjoy it. I hope you enjoy it:

Click here to check out my new blog

Late night thoughts…

My journal of 3 1/2 years has turned from a mixed bag of thoughts and wondering what to do with blank space to a thoughtful collection of art, poetry and embarrassing thinking that I care not to share with anyone, most anyone. Anyway, tonight I am reaching my final pages (2, count them, 2 left) and I have created some things that I truly love. Doodles, yes, but lovely doodles. I feel better, lighter, complete-er?

Don’t mind if I do…

and I may have watched this more than 3 times in a row:

While absolutely tragic…really?

Audition for Progressive Commercial

So this is Tim. He is the son of the pastor of my church growing up. He won American Gladiators 2 years ago. He is applying to be a part of the Progressive Commercial Campaign. I am really impressed with this:

Art Full…

I have acquired many wonderful pieces of art in the last month, 5 to be exact. This is amazing to me. Art is something that I devour, adore, hoard.

There are many artistic touches in my room. I can truly say that it has become my own, my sanctuary from the world. I love it.

(The picture on the left was screen printed by my friend Kackie. It is the first piece I have ever had custom framed. The rabbit is a piece that I bought at a coffee shop this month…LOVE IT!)

(This piece was also done by Kackie, amazing art!)

I live in a city…

I went to see a 3:30 showing of the movie “Aliens” today. I had never seen it and thought it might be fun. I went alone, ordered a burger and thoroughly enjoyed the film.

On my way out, I passed all the free publications in the lobby of the theater and I came across this:

and I had to do a double take.

I live in a city where this is normal, accepted (mostly) and available. I would have shit my pants over this 4 years ago, I needed this a long time ago, but am so happy that I am in a place where I can access acceptance, community, normality.