Packen up my cares and woes

Bye Bye blackbird. as much as I hate packing and with such few viable resources ya'd think I'd be blue. Nope, some one else will have to sing that song.

let Neco say it

My little cone head

some big narly tom cat bit her on the butt. I got him good with the garden hose with the high powered swirty nossle. But not before he inflicted the bite from hell. Poor little Lucy Blue.

book making

This is my book making class. the last book cue was what plans did we have for the summer. So my plan was well why not go big time, I would save the world. I incorporated oil price rhetoric, eating food grown close to home, global warming, a little laminated pull out superman. Every one looked a bit spooked. So this book, well the cue was "HOT". I decided to be a little less nebulous and stay on the straight and narrow of hot, hence chilies.

in love with love

she wore diamond crusted stilettos

as she walked on the edge

of her mercurial nature

rings in her navel

to keep from busting apart

with a raven on her shoulder

to preen her golden hair

the tarot cards told of the future

and the future was amazing as

she took the king of twilight for a lover

in the light of waxing gibbous moon

between her breasts her heart was leaping

he reached out to reign it in.

the angels sang a glorious song

and the harpies dropped to their knees

what a fine young dream

for the woman as old as romance

I may half to rob a bank or something

Wasn't me that barfed on the floor. Go yell at your dog.

rogue hollyhock

walk in the woods

nite of the hippie moon

mmmmm what a delightful night.

My mind is like a siv

You know, one of those things we all drain our spaghetti with. Just thought I'd throw that in. Can't remember what I was going to write tonight.

I'm house sitting so I can't upload my pictures to the house's computer. Now that mine is tried down to a 40 lb. CRT monitor, mobility isn't an option.

I did find a shop to put all my chakra balancing necklaces in. It's a book store so I can see how that might be an up hill battle to take any $ home. I'm also taking a bookmaking class. Like, not those kind of books. Bound books. Cool, I say. another crafty fun thing to do. But wheres the money in it I ask. Ideas abound. But marketing might be a bit more tricky.

I have to say that I am certainly feeling better now being 2 and 1/2 months off of interferon. The BF has only thrown me out once this month. I mean last month. I guess if I stretch my imagination a bit (not to hard for me)I could call that a plus in my life. Maybe a mini plus. but I'll take 'em any way I can get 'em.

Pussy poem

Cats whiskers must have been ringing

the feline flash flew off the kitchen table

out the flap, flap, flap, cat door

dove patrol no doubt, her duty to catdom

sleuthing out those feather dusters.

Her head cocked left

blue shards watching

only the metronome in her tail

alive

before the moment of decisive action

erupting in a Vesuvius of downy delight.