Friday, December 13, 2002


I'M DANCING AS FAST AS I CAN

I've been in a pissyass mood all day begnning with when I awoke with the hugest fucking headache ever. Believe it or not, and despite having HIV/AIDS for over 20 years, I don't get "sick" that often. So something as unusual (to me) as a mere headache makes me nuts.

Biggest loveykisses to Lilly of Azuremariposa for her sweet words of comfort and to Dogpoet for lending an ear. My listening to Patti Smith and Joni Mitchell for the last few days hasn't probably helped my mood either... talk about Downers. Gad-zooks! Maybe it's time for a Big Ol' Dose of Kylie Minogue and a delicious Martooni. Ugh, I'm the cheapest date on the Planet!

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ACT TWO, SCENE FIVE : END OF ACT TWO

Act Three and the conclusion soon...

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SHINY THINGS


BLACK CROW

There's a crow flying
Black and ragged
Tree to tree
He's black as the highway that's leading me
Now he's diving down
To pick up on something shiny
I feel like that black crow
Flying
In a blue sky

I took a ferry to the highway
Then I drove to a pontoon plane
I took a plane to a taxi
And a taxi to a train
I've been traveling so long
How'm I ever going to know my home
When I see it again
I'm like a black crow flying
In a blue, blue sky

In search of love and music
My whole life has been
Illumination
Corruption
And diving, diving, diving, diving.
Diving down to pick up on every shiny thing
Just like that black crow flying
In a blue sky

I looked at the morning
After being up all night
I looked at my haggard face in the bathroom light
I looked out the window
And I saw that ragged soul take flight
I saw a back crow flying
In a blue sky
Oh I'm like a black crow flying
In a blue sky

- Joni Mitchell
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OUR LADY OF THE PEGGY

I awoke this morning to what I thought was Peggy growling. Peggy growls alot but it's not Cujo-type growling, it's more like an Old Lady who growls and grumbles about the weather, the walk to the corner, the things the Youngsters are doing these days. She growls alot at anything animal related on TV - horses, dogs, cats, birds, elephants - including Animal Cartoons. She growls at Scooby-Doo. You can't watch with any modem of silence any movies including animals. Planet of The Apes, Ice Age. Growl growl growl and then if they dare to linger on screen for long, she proceeds to barking and jumping up to the TV which usually pushes the Record button on the VCR. Since there isn't anything to record, the TV stops and flashes huge amounts of useless information and the movie pauses which makes her happy and she begrudgingly climbs back on the bed.

Turns out it was her stomach growling, not actually her voice. There's not alot to say to a doggy about that and they're usually not very apologetic. Dexter, however, is a farter and for such a small puppy, he really lets out stinkaroonis. The only warning is this little sound like he's letting air out of the little teeniest balloon but man, o, man.

Instinct makes me say something to him, illogical as that is, and his common expression is one of total ignorance. Actually it's a little more like "Well he who smelt, dealt" and what retort can you make to a eight-month old Jack Russell to that? If I say anything disciplinary to him about anything, Peggy growls, natch. She's not even crazy about Dexter but seems particularly irked that I'm disrupting her restful quiet.

Thank God they can't talk like humans. I'd really be prisoner to their whims then. As it is, they push me around already. Peggy comes over when I'm writing on the Computor and takes her nose and pushes my hands off the keyboard because she's not happy that I'm distracted away from her for more than a few seconds. When her water dish needs filling, she takes her paw and clanks it on the floor. Sometimes she'll come over to me and poke me in the face because she has some unfathomable request which ends up being either she wants me to let her curl up next to my side (so move your fucking arms) or she wants me to lift the edge of the covers and allow her to crawl under the duvet to sleep.

If aliens are coming to take over the world, they could do alot worse than taking the form of Jack Russell Terriers.

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BLOGGY



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