Friday, March 20, 2009


A Few Faves:

I love you more than a venti toffee nut with whip latte. woah.

I love you more than I love post-it noting and highlighting.

I love you more than Jack Barakat Britney Spears smothered in cupcake frosting.

I love you more than liberal bumper stickers on a mountain-scuffed nalgene.

And my personal favorite:

I love you more than cheese… I think. Yeah.. well, that’s a tough one.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

"Don't ask yourself what the world needs. Ask youself what makes you come alive, and go do that, because what the world needs is people who have come alive." -Gil Balie

Monday, March 09, 2009

Interview Questions from Rachel.

1. You have been granted the power to change the world. What do you keep the SAME, and why?
I would continue this current atmosphere of change and hope.  It's an exciting time to be alive, and despite the very apparent things wrong with the world, so much good is happening.  I hope it continues this way.  I want my children someday to feel this, too.

2. Do you have a hero? If so who? (Please do not name a famous person or figure--who in your personal life do you consider heroic or admire?) If not, why?
My dad and mom.  I know that's the cheesiest answer imaginable, but I'm not sure I've met more incredible people than my parents.  My dad, a hero for making his dreams come alive and for doing so many selfless things with me in mind.  My mom, for her overwhelmingly tireless generosity and gentle spirit.  I couldn't imagine a better parental combination.  

3. I have called you a sentimental sap. Is there anything for which you are NOT sentimental? What thing or person inspires you to passionate loathing?
Coconut bras inspire me to passionate loathing, along with anyone who wears them.  Frat boys wearing them makes me particularly irate.  And for this reason, my dearie old mom brought me some from Hawaii.  I can't believe I've touched the monstrosities.

4. Ok. Stop thinking. Just lean back, close your eyes, take several deep breaths. Stop thinking...Now, whats the first thing that comes to mind when I ask you what you want to do that will make you happy? Happy now, not necessarily for the rest of your life--that would be thinking too much, just tell me about now.
Go to a remote tropical island and lay in the sunny sand completely naked.

5. Did you stop doing this, and go do that instead?
Nope.

6. You have the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to have dinner with Jesus, Buddha, Mohammed, and Confucius. Where do you go, what do you order, and who picks up the check?
Rach, you know I don't do religion.  A lustier side of me would have lunch with Marilyn Monroe at a posh, upscale NYC restaurant.  Marilyn would pick up the tab, of course, she's generous that way.  The more whole side of me would have lunch with my soulmate.  In that case, I might prepare a special meal.  

Friday, March 06, 2009

a wordless mood,
seen not heard
the stars are too bright
and turn down the dancing melody
so i can simply breathe,
weep and think,
dream of lives that were meant to be.
still, soft, the warmth of your touch,
your voice calm, low, true
incites the force that created the world inside me,
the very power to make the sun 
stand still, and all the earth besides.

i love you,
i don't know what to do.
i wrote it all for you.
REUTERS Anthropologists have recently uncovered a startling find. Atheism is now believed to have a lone commandment...


Thanks, Kevin.

Sunday, March 01, 2009

I wish so much that this was true.  If I could see any dog again, it would be the stray I hit with my car out in the country about a year ago.  If somehow I could apologize to her (?) and convey to her in some way how sorry I am.  To tell her what a wonderfully perfect dog she was; that she would be a dog I'd be so proud and thrilled to own.  I don't know if she's alive or dead, but that perfect dog haunts me with her large red brown spots and beautiful long white hair perfect for burying your face in.  In an alternate life, I'd take such good care of you.  I love you.