Banter? I just met her...
Today begins the best week...ever.
Today, I feel like a brand new pair of shiny-buckle shoes.
Finally! Georgia is trying to pass the Sweeteaest law!
I saw another fight on the bus last night. I think the war is rubbing off on people. Like the sidewalk stencil I saw this morning says, "Violence begets Violence."
'Nothing's pure if you do it for money.'
I liked it when that guy in "The Piano" won that award, and like, kissed Halle Berry, like hard. Man, that was awesome.
If Osama is the man credited with destroying the Twin Towers, then why are we focused on Saddam? I think 41 and consequently, 43, have a personal vendetta against Sadaam and now all Americans have been forced to fight the Bush's personal war. Like it or not. Oh, and don't forget, they love oil. Alaska is next. 43-"Yeah, we can make another pipeline, and close off the land for hunting big game! Big endangered game!" 41-"Now you're thinking son."
People who are blind to the fact, should NOT drive.
I WILL NOT STAND BEHIND THE TWO BUSHS' WAR.
This is commendable, but MUNI still sucks. I had to take a cab and was an hour late. I blame Dubyah.
Music by Boo and Jeff.
Shouldn't a "Homemaker" be in "Construction?"
Music played, I had fun.
Overheard on the bus this morning, "Where can I get a bus going the other way?" Driver says, "On the other side of the street."
Read my lips.
I get to play LOUD music this weekend with the best drummer and friend ever!! I am Literally going to rock the hizzy. So excited. A thousand thanks BOO!
Today is the happiest day.
Love to you.
I walked out of the dense forest into a field of color. Wildflowers bursting their blooms all around me. Bees hum busily, hunting for the infant nectar. I was the outsider. Eyes adrift over a sea of pure magic. The colors so vivid. I was a 'Wallflower,' awash of flowers. The music rolled through me. The smells lifted me up, I could see the whole river, the bay, the glaciers. I was somewhere I had never been before, physically and mentally. It was exuberance, it was new, it was strange. I was in the middle of nowhere, in a budding field, new acquaintances, bears all around us that we could hear but not see. I saw Pooh Bear, and Eeyore, and Piglet, and Mr. Owl. But no Christopher Robin. Maybe he was me. Minus the accent.
Favorite comment heard over the weekend: "Topanga has the shiniest hair."
My trust in others is sometimes stomped upon. Which makes me less trusting.