Sunday, March 29, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
March 17th, 2009
I walked for two hours today, and put more baby sitting flyers in mailboxes. I saw kids climing a tree! A black ink pen was with my clothes in the washing machine. I am happy my dresses were ok, but other articles, weren't as lucky.The Women project
Monday, March 16, 2009
March 16th, 2009
3/16/08I wore the same dress today, and have been wearing that sweater a lot too.
"... pushing against collapsed ceilings leads suddenly and just in moments to a joy that is more basic than aesthetic because it is the love of your own breathing."
-a person I met around this time last year
*Lately outside resources have been correlating with my current mental state quite nicely.
I’m not eating chocolate this week. Today I stuck babysitting flyers in the mailboxes of the high end homes across the railroad. I met a rabbi on a playground. I laid down, laid down, with my head on a pillow, and watched Woody Allen’s Manhattan, which brought me back to embracing who I am, and not worrying about who I am not.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
March 11th, 2009
Sitting on the way home,
next to a boy she saw in a play,
she faces the window while damp spots appear on her sleeves
Walking home she squints downward
passing landscapers and empty garbage bins
knotted up and pounding
Screen door against her back,
first, second, lock undone
She walks in and faces the beige wall
Damp spots on the wall
She’s uncurled, and there is a candle that is done burning
that she curses
along with the prayers that go with it
next to a boy she saw in a play,
she faces the window while damp spots appear on her sleeves
Walking home she squints downward
passing landscapers and empty garbage bins
knotted up and pounding
Screen door against her back,
first, second, lock undone
She walks in and faces the beige wall
Damp spots on the wall
She’s uncurled, and there is a candle that is done burning
that she curses
along with the prayers that go with it
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
March 10th, 2009
WHATSOEVER A MAN SOWETH (1917)
Made in 1917 to prevent Canadian soldiers travelling to World War I catching syphilis and other sexually-transmitted diseases, it tells the story of Dick, a plucky soldier in London.
We see Dick accosted by a prostitute in the street. As they talk another Canadian intervenes and warns Dick away from the woman, giving him the card of a doctor he can visit.
The doctor takes our hero on a tour of hospital wards where he sees the lesions and other unpleasant symptoms that syphilis can cause. Dick realises the ladies of the night are not for him.
But back in Canada, it is revealed that Dick's brother Tom has not been so lucky. The film shows a flashback of Tom being robbed by a prostitute and it becomes apparent that Tom's wife has caught syphilis from him.
Tom is cured of the disease, but when his wife gives birth, the baby is blind.
We see Dick accosted by a prostitute in the street. As they talk another Canadian intervenes and warns Dick away from the woman, giving him the card of a doctor he can visit.
The doctor takes our hero on a tour of hospital wards where he sees the lesions and other unpleasant symptoms that syphilis can cause. Dick realises the ladies of the night are not for him.
But back in Canada, it is revealed that Dick's brother Tom has not been so lucky. The film shows a flashback of Tom being robbed by a prostitute and it becomes apparent that Tom's wife has caught syphilis from him.
Tom is cured of the disease, but when his wife gives birth, the baby is blind.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
March 8th, 2009
1. Stayed at the Taj Mahal in Atlantic City, NJ (where mirrors are above beds and beds are next to jacuzzis) for Nancy's bachelorette party2. A choreographer taught us the steps to Beyonce's (Sasha Fierce) "Single Ladies"
3. I actually want to take dance classes now
4. We got elegantly dressed up for a dinner that was in a cafeteria where we presented Nancy with a hand knitted bra and panties, a delicious home made penis cake, and many more panties
5. I had a ton of fun with 34-year-old beautiful, confident women
6. The best brunch I had yet
6. The best brunch I had yet
7. Warmth and sand
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
March 3rd, 2009
Sweet and Lowdown by Woody Allen
"Emmet Ray is the world's second greatest guitar player. He treats women like dogs, and is damn proud of it. His idea of the perfect date is taking a girl to shoot rats or look at trains at the train station. In fact he was a pimp on the side at one time, or as he likes to call it a "manager". He has a mild case of kleptomania and is an alcoholic. He has no respect whatsoever for his employers. To top all that off he has an ego the size of Denver. Everyone he comes across he let's them know that he is Emmet Ray, the world's greatest guitar player. Well unless you count that gypsy jazz player in Paris, Django Reinhardt. Emmet idolizes Django Reinhardt. When ever he hears his music he goes into tears. Rumor has it that once Emmet was in Europe and saw Django playing at a club, he fainted."
"If you are a student of jazz history, you are aware that Emmet Ray, the subject of Woody Allen’s Sweet and Lowdown, really didn’t exist. But he could have."
...
and I thought Emmet really did exist.
I want Hattie's clothes.***
I put in my deposit tonight for Tyler. It's official, I'll be there next fall!
Monday, March 2, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
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