Dear Blog Family aka Cult Clan A collection of us have been chatting on facebook about the big shoes I've been wearing all week. Today I decided to pair my big shoes with a somewhat inappropriate tangerine mini dress when I went to work figuring I was going to quit and might as well look cute. I didn't quit. I tried. I was interrupted. And as shallow as it may be, the interruption sounded something like, "Is it because we aren't going to...
My Writer friends basically get published on a daily basis. And not to sound smitten, but I do glow a unique golden shade basking in the light of their success. Because one day I'll say: "I was reading them far before famous..." All of this said, I still haven't found my ambition to submit work for publication. Not because I don't care... I mean... I want to care... I just don't think it's my bag blog family. I admire Writers who compose...
To get what you want you've got to know what you want. I was thinking this wandering home from work today. I like how this theory sounds, but there's a large Buddhist side to me that doesn't want anything... other than love spreading and smile sharing. So it adds unique complexity to the notion. Back in 2000-2003 when I was doing stand-up in Manhattan, I used to do open mics with a collection of comedians who have come to be some of New York...
Dear Blog Family After last week's rant about getting booted from my job... I was asked yesterday if I could possibly stay longer. I said, "Hell yes" in the most appropriate phrasing for big business-like places where people wear suits. From what I hear from our NYC advisers who keep me up on what's good in my favorite place, it's freezing. And according to them, "You're crazy if you don't stick summer out down there for as long as you can......
I roll with spray-painters and think it's a fair assumption to say there are likely many paint-like people in our cult. Unlike Manhattan where Giuliani kicked off the hardcore "let's throw all the spray-painters in prison" policy back when, Melbourne somewhat embraces the art form. (just don't get caught) My neighborhood is a wonderfully colorful place with pretty tags and pictures all around. I've shifted away from Agnes momentarily and back to...