Got locked out of my house and got to enact some  of my fantasies of breaking and entering. Jimmied a window, hopped an eleven foot fence, got barked at by a guard dog and still had to call my roommate to let me in the house at three am. hmmm, i should have tried using my bobby pins to pick the lock before breaking down and calling for help.

Also, makes me wonder about the security of my building if I could hop the fence after that much alcohol intake....

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oh sweet dreams you make me fly
put water up my nose and make my friends die
i'm happy when you come and sad when you go
im unhappy in love with you I thought you should know
it's one in the morning when i hit the bed
when I hit the pipe when i hit my head
you know i need you when the things i write
make only a little sense, and they don't even rhyme....

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah oh yeah oh yeah it's time for
bed bed bed bed bed.



(it's really gross when you look for images of beds on google, and this keeps popping up)

No thank you, thanks.

There is a five year old blog completely devoted to pencils.
Five years.
Pencils.

Of course I have it bookmarked.

pencil talk

I can't find my pencil, i did my crossword in pen this morning.

I used to think if a space ship took me to a gaseous planet I would fall all the way through

The Natural Way

It's so exciting seeing all these hotcha women all over America, all over the world letting their roots fly free. I just right now measured my hair, because Maegan just happened to have a ruler in her bag, and it's 9 inches long. That's a lot of hair, and I'm having a lot of fun figuring out what to do with it. Here's some hair inspiration that I like to peruse in the morning when I'm about to sculpt my hair (I feel like that's the best term for how I do my 'do!).

 

Erin, whose blog is over here

Oh I Would

I want to whip my hair after watching this video, but nothing happens. Time to get that weave...

 

I  would have been the happiest girl in 7th grade if my braids had looked like the girl's in the back. But I did have blue braids!

 

And I had some variation of this back in the day. I should try it again, maybe tomorrow..

Monday Monday

The parents have gone home. We had a lovely dinner last night at Third Coast, a garden level cafe in the Gold Coast that spells C-H-I-C-A-G-O, and by that I mean it feels like the epitome of old timey Chicago eateries.  I had some kind of dry fajitas, but a really good carrot puree soup that I really want to imitate at home. I wish I hadn't missed the farmers market yesterday, the soup could be on my stove as we speak! I am also going to buy some gourds and dry them (all year) (again!) because someone threw mine out this summer that I had been drying since the previous fall. I have big plans for these gourds- instruments, butter makers, masks, spoons- I am very excited.

I just watched this documentary called Up There, about hand painted murals in the city over at the Rifle Paper blog. I highly recommend watching it. I always get a little dazed at the awesomeness of those murals- there's still some left over in Chicago and downtown LA has a few new ones and old, and I highly prefer them to those channel changing blinking billboards that seem to be gaining in popularity.

EDIT:
sooo, the video won't embed, but here is a link TA-DA

Parents are here

my parents are here, which is lovely, and also stressful.
we spent all day spending ridiculous amounts of money on bed bath and beyond stuff and cleaning supplies, but I want them to have fun too. Dad is drifty minded and mom is goal oriented, with one pulling the other by the hand all around the city. I just want them to have a good time.

My little brother's campus was surrounded by cops today, as a meth lab in a dorm room was busted. Some kid in his economics class got pressured by his roommate to do this. These intelligent boys, these rich intelligent boys!

Sly is home, and she only giggles when she's with Katie. I feel so absolutely left out whenever they are around, they even tell Sofa everything. I think I may be too drifty minded like my dad, I don't feel like a very good conversationalist with them.

Oh well, oh well, oh well. Who needs friends when you've got your parents to hang out with! Just like high school!

...

I'm off to make fried green tomatoes, anyways. The tomatoes in the community garden haven't turned red all summer, and they are just letting them rot, so I took two and I want to fry em up, like vegetables should be ! (It seems that exclamation points imply sarcasm in this post..)

History may not be the most important way we recognize contemporary culture--

Maybe we'll start recognizing it by color, or shape.

photo credit James White

Ethnomusicology

From [Robert Farris Thomas's] persepctive, Cuba and the United States may have more in common than most realize. However, many cultural differences are obvious as well , one of the most important being the extent to which mulatos and creole imagery have become central to national identity in Cuba, as opposed to North America. Despite strong mainstream interest in blues, rock 'n' roll, rap and a steady "blackening" and "browning"of its population base, the United States still largely conceives of itself as a white county. 

-Robin D. Moore
Nationalizing Blackness: Afrocubanism and  Artistic Revolution in Havana 1920-1940

I want this snake, in my room. I might name it Odiele. Or Zevo.

And because no one reads this, here are some other things that I happen to want: 

 

The Fulani

I can't sleep much.
I don't really want to learn anything else in class tomorrow, except about these people.
We watched a video that consciously tried not to romanticize them,  and i got romanced anyways.

I don't know if I could sustain myself on dairy products though.

"I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show."

Andrew Wyeth

boiz

have such long eyelashes. like cows. 

working hard

working hard
with  curious hand
to tell if the world
wants to shake the land

 i think we'll live for a long long time

home home home

home is where i can sleep easy.

 

i don't don't close my eyes much anymore