Thursday, November 5, 2009


Saturday, October 10, 2009



I love my hasselblad. We're a dying breed but film ain't dead.

Monday, September 28, 2009

Kseniya Simonova, Ukraine's sand artist.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

The prince went slowly through the forest. His beautiful horse was silent. The sky was taking on the color of roses. "Will I be in time?" the prince wondered. He remembered what the magician had told him. Night is your only enemy. Once it has cast its cloak of darkness over the world and you cannot tell the shadow of a dog from that of a wolf, you will know it is too late and that your beautiful lady is lost forever. Hurry if you love her." The prince's heart was pounding.

Monday, September 21, 2009

he gets me.



http://www.flickr.com/photos/aperturescience/

Monday, September 14, 2009

steeped in luxury
fine-tuned until you can’t
even find the right key
drunk on liberties
taken for the sake of feeling that you’re free.
you feed your soul with sound
that you found lying around
on the air and underground
never believing that you’d be found
to one day sing your own song
to one day say what’s right from what’s wrong
and it might not be wrong
it might not be long
before a black train’s gonna come
and take away all of your wild grace in being young
judgment will be done
upon the wicked way of life that you have sung
you’ve been wrapped up in this world
you're its little baby pearl
now you’re caught in a pleasure trip whirlpool
but the whole thing’s gonna unfurl and fool you
you’re gonna have to sing your own song
you’re gonna have to say what’s right from what’s wrong
and it might not be wrong
no it might not be wrong.

-Elephant Micah

Sunday, September 13, 2009


My Crocs and proud of them. I need them for work and boyyyy do they help me through the week. After all the walking, running, guiding, teaching, moving, jumping, schlepping; these are my saviors.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009



sing me to sleep


kiss me to wake.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009


I can't wait. I really just can't wait....

Monday, July 27, 2009

On religion or lack thereof....

I just finished watching an hour debate my boyfriend showed me where a genius named Thunderfoot and Ray Comfort, a well known christian minister discuss evolution vs. creation. And from this I started remembering certain things from my personal life.

All I can rely on is what is evident. Science and evolution will always be a more convincing concept for me than the leap of faith that "God" does exist. Even if most times I do feel detached or quite separated from everything else around me, making me think or feel so spiritual. So I do believe there could be the possibility of something greater but until it is proven, it remains difficult to adhere. So I just feel. I don't need to depend on a God, emotionally. (However, I do have certain emotional dependencies ).

Pretty much all of my childhood and young adult life was around Catholicism, Christianity and Buddhism (I know right?) Possibly at one point, as much as this Christian school I attended then sort of brainwashed me, my parents fortunately not being christians or die hard catholics but more emotionally nurturing adults, guided me to conclude my own religious and non-religious thinking. But my goodness I remember the weekly church assemblies at the christian school. I remember once a religious speaker said he has seen children claiming they were christians acting one way in church and another way at school with friends. He called those kids phonies and a hypocrites! Can you imagine that? I mean what kind of childhood brainwashing is this? Or better yet, psychological abuse. The speaker was yelling, practically scolding us, breaking down our will and self-esteem. Many of the kids were crying hysterically and it wasn't so so awful to see, being I was mentally young and this was already "normal". Yet my hindsight sees how disgusting it actually was. I also cannot recall ever feeling emotionally torn or affected which is probably why I was friends with the "bad kids" or the minorities at this school and connected more with public school kids but it was definitely at arm's reach for me for several years. But back to the point. The speaker would break us down and build us back again. I remember looking around at the kids who were crying and it was those kids who had a strong christian upbringing. He had us believe we were worthless unless we followed God's every word,which inevitably destroys our individuality of free thinking.

I don't have a problem with people who are christian as many of them were indoctrinated at an early age, it is all they know. I don't have a problem with those who have made it a personal choice either. But I do have a problem with those who seek to indoctrinate others, I do have a problem with fundamentalist thinking, and I have a serious problem with the indoctrination of young children into these cults.

I do have certain disagreements with the bureaucracy of public schools but not as much as these indoctrinating schools that can paralyze children--which is why I teach at a secular alternative school.

But nothing is perfect. Oye ve...

Alright I'm in bed with a fever and need to rest. So I'm guessing sickness brings on impulsive blogging rants?

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Sorry if I haven't been so entertaining. I only know how to entertain myself.

Life is worth living outside of blogs anyway!

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Martin Parr






Sunday, July 12, 2009

love me solo sundays...



mm lunch and Madame Bovary!

"I'm a loner Dottie. A rebel." -Peewee. teehee.

Monday, July 6, 2009

dr. brule II

Sunday, July 5, 2009

dr. brule I



80% of the time I can't stand adult swim but these ones crack me up

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Sometimes you wonder how everyone you know can make themselves appear the way they do. Either they have no problems whatsoever or they always do. Then you think about your own self and see your own stance in every light. Or do you? Objectively that is.

I'm learning to be more rational when my emotions take over, and believe me, for me...it's one of the hardest things to do. But it's well about time; I'm in my adventurous prime. This is when I need to be most logical and reasonable and damnit, mature. So toning down my emotions and learning how to control my sensitivity for the responsibilities I am apart of will be this ongoing development.

Oye I sound like a grown up. Oh I am.

we'll always hear the remnants of Michael

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

boogie


Sunday, June 28, 2009

inspiration



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Friday, June 26, 2009

Andrew has this...



This game of forgiveness, desire and frustration is incredible to watch. I don't even have to be the one playing.

Spoiler alert! heh heh...

So the character Tim is searching for his princess. He somehow messed things up with their relationship and is hoping to erase what happened. In the last level where everything around him moves in reverse except him...it shows the princess escaping from a knight, and working together with Tim to overcome their obstacles and meet at home. But Tim is suddenly locked out of the house, and when time is reversed, the events show the princess actually running from Tim until she is rescued by the knight. Tim is revealed to be the "monster" the princess is running from.