oh oh train of thought where do you go?

AKA train of thought, how do you get here? I have gone over a hundred ideas in my head on proper study techniques for this damn test and have yet to sit down and apply any of them. But as the chic in the coffee shop said, you have two months no big deal. And as I say, damn straight. Perhaps I should start focusing on my classes I am taking this summer?

It is pride weekend here in the city so it is full of visitors from other places acting as if they live here. A great deal of these visitors happen to be homosexual (that term is so lame to write, but also very proper linguistically) females who all dress exactly the same. And I have seen more than one couple who have flat tops and sideburns, actual stubble on their baby soft cheeks. Weird.

Speaking of baby soft, my pooch has lost some of her teeth and they look so funny I thought I'd post a pic. The other? Oh, that's my head and I am trying to compare the size of our necks, hers is huge! Put both your hands together in a circle and that is about the girth- at four months old. She starts puppy classes tomorrow and me? I am going to start studying right about..now.

Please do this

Each night I get so inspired when I watch this wonderful lady and hope to share the wealth.

http://www.democracynow.org:80/stations

Just click on your place of residence and turn in, tune up, and drop out. Anyone know the movie that is from?

some of you know, I've seen UFO

So as always I'm multitasking; surfing the web, studying for the GRE, massaging Frida's sweat glands, and, watching a show about UFO's on National Geographic HD. Let me tell you of my sighting and by the way, every time I tell this story I get the chills. In eleventh grade during my Wildlife Biology class we took a field trip to the Arizona Border. Our great teacher, Mr. Jackman led this field trip with all of his classes and there were about 30 kids and 6 adults. One night we were all sitting around the campfire listening to Mr. Jackman's stories and some of us noticed a bright light suddenly appear in the sky. It was so bright and just appeared out of nowhere. Those of us who saw it all shouted "did you see that!" then the whole group turned to look at the sky. The light came back, just as bright and started to dart back and forth across the sky very very quickly. We were all silent. The light went away for a few moments, then came back. This time a second light came with it. So one of the lights raced across the sky and the second followed it, playing leap frog with it. I kid you not internets, I saw two UFO's playing leapfrog with each other. And I wasn't the only one.

a few thangs

Sitting in my GRE class tonight taking the diagnostic test made me feel like running out of there, crying. I just have to remember two things: it's a class I'm enrolled in to do better on the test aka don't be so hard on meself, and, smells cure the blues. Even though my puppy has ruined my $250 Bose speakers, I love her so much. I'll post pictures soon but here's an image, she's curled up on my lap snoring and when the 25 lbs or so that she is got too heavy I said go to your bed and she ran so fast away. I love it when she listens and, I want another dog. Lastly, on Democracy Now (a program everyone should listen to) there was a saying from a dude who has raised $300,000 for McCain who compared rape to bad weather. He said you just have to lay back and wait until it is finished. Hmm food for thought for you freaking republicans out there.

the good earth

This is what I have been waking up to the past few days in Big Sur. And the book I am reading, The Good Earth is amazing. School starts next week and as an added bonus I will have my sisters car so I can experience more nature (and traffic) that the Bay area has to offer. How are people doing out there? I've been going through some crap in my head concerning my relationship (surprise) but I think that is pretty much over now, for a few months. The lemon tree my neighbor gave me has two flowers that smell as magnificent as Gardenias. As always, smells cure the blues. That would be a good name for a band, no?

and the best stuff in the world

Two compliments I've heard. One from a cab driver, the other my neighbor Greg.
"You're iconic." "You're even pretty in the morning."

way better stuff

I crave putting pencil to paper to write down what I am thinking but I already know what I am going to put for my next post, which will be shortly after I am finished with this crappy one. Thoughts they a rumble like the wind in my head or on the leaves of the marijuana plant. I want to learn how to include video imaging on this so am going to call on my friends at Armstrong media for advice. Oh come on dooce I got a new puppy, notus me too. Ha Ha Ha. But something that I did noscere today and Frida noticed too was a spider inching it's way near her domain. This was cute and I will try to describe it here but it probably won't sound funny like when someone is saying how cute or funny their child is and you notice they are neither one. She is in downward dog and the spider has crawled under the crates with her massive paws spread apart, Frida has her back legs on her bed. Which is slipping out from under them and she is slipping quick. The spider bolts out again, onto her nose. So cute huh? Like my little girl Rosey with her blueish cheeks.

stuff. really sick stuff.

There is much to be seen on the streets of San Francisco, plenty of which is not appealing. Here are few that the sick fuck inside of me wants to share with you dear reader. Today as I am walking the pooch I look across the street and see this grown man vomit. He is not leaning over clutching his stomach like one would assume, but rather matter of fact standing upright, he simply opens his mouth and a steady rush catapults out and across then down. It looks as if he is yelling and he hardly missed a step. Now that I think of it, he didn't even stop walking. Second, again with the pooch, I stop looking at what she is smelling for a second then look down to see her nose buried inside of a condom. A used one. In the street. I praise the almighty she did not pick it up. And finally, the man who peed on my new thrift store seat as I am sitting on it waiting for the bus. Did you get that? As I am sitting on it waiting for the bus. But as luck would have it this is a special type of seat and I think it is actually a table, it has a large indention and the urination did not have the momentum to make it over to my side. It's funny, when I bought the seat I felt that I shouldn't have and now Frida is trying to make it her chew toy. Which is okay with me because it is quite ugly and has been peed on by a stranger.

"the liberation of the spirit"

After drinking 4 beers at 7 bucks each tonight, I learned that Antonio calls peeing "the liberation of the spirit". And what, may I ask, is the liberation of the soul?