Saturday, November 14, 2009

Teen Wolves

Unresolved Questions

1. Did the guy actually shoot his mom in the head?
2. What happened between the dad (Harold) and the vice principal after the school dance?
3. What happens now/does he stay a wolf?
4. Are Michael J. Fox and Jason Bateman really cousins?
5. Why did they use that song at the end?
7. I have so many more and am overwhelmed

Sunday, October 18, 2009

lesson learned

Never prematurely judge a clown.




could be:

:(

you too, cindy sherman

Friday, October 9, 2009

List of Portia's Names

  1. Portia
  2. Por-tee-ah
  3. Portia-buns
  4. Buns
  5. Portia McBuns (Scottish accent please)
  6. McFriend
  7. Bunnalish
  8. Bunalicious
  9. Baby Buns
  10. Bunzie
  11. Fuzzball
  12. Fluffernutter
  13. Buddha
  14. Buddhist Monk
  15. Cartoon Dog
  16. Lady
  17. Lady Friend
  18. Lady Girl Dog
  19. Pork Chop
  20. Tankly
  21. Bunsarella
  22. Kristin (a recurring mistake with my mom)
note: not everyone calls her all these names; this is a compilation

Sunday, September 20, 2009

E-mail from Grandpa(w?) Don!

Donsandell@aol.com to me
show details 12:29 PM (7 hours ago)

Thanks for your birthday greeting.



Thanks for your gsreeting It was very nice of you. I am glad you are busy. Lone, Grandpaw.
modernisme

Saturday, September 5, 2009

EXTREME, How2BE


1. Change name (or middle name, if only going for moderately extreme--which, by the way, is completely contradictory to concept of BEINGEXTREME, which = TOTAL EXTREMITY at ALL TIMES,24/7/ 365 ds/YR TOTHEMAX!!@@.. got it?) to something like DAZZLER or MAGICO. maybe SPARKLEDELIVERANCE. Caution: end up like THIS & you've gone TOO FAR in the WRONG direction NOT my fault.

2. Train in an EXTREME sport, learn lingo and USE IT! I.e. Dory Quornlorn who's learnt to ROCK climb will tell you one time she pulled a DYNO before checking her 'BINER, but didn't have to BAIL bc she grabbed that CRIMPER.

3. Eat 9 (deep fried) Milky Ways & run up stairwell of random apt bldg screaming, "OHMYGOD IT SAID TO ONLY USE ONE" or "I SHOT JR."
Click this: http://www.veoh.com/collection/ftb/watch/v6400125hqfCmc7Q#

4. XX--TREEMify your FACEBOOK profile!! you + white hot flames! Like this:
BUT: Just cuz your name already resembles the word "fire," you have NO RIGHT to do THIS:

(in photo: Guy Fieri)

5. No exp needed; do what it says i know i do. 6. Everything redwhite & blue.
7. French Screamo



TBC

Monday, June 29, 2009

POWERbaby


Baby cardinal, outside our house in Saugatuck, MI, late May: waiting for its mother to come back with food. 2 weeks later I'm back and realize it's probably all grown up now.
Think maybe I saw him later.

A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.


And then he drank a dew
From a convenient grass,
And then hopped sidewise to the wall
To let a beetle pass.


He glanced with rapid eyes
That hurried all abroad,—
They looked like frightened beads, I thought
He stirred his velvet head


Like one in danger; cautious,
I offered him a crumb,
And he unrolled his feathers
And rowed him softer home


Than oars divide the ocean,
Too silver for a seam,
Or butterflies, off banks of noon,
Leap, plashless, as they swim.
***
Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.Part Two: Nature XXIII

Friday, May 15, 2009

so glad i found you


David Shrigley and I,
united at last.

I have yet to do this,
like I told Anna I would
at the Musem of Fine Arts, Boston, MA
ca. 2004

Still time.




Best way to end the school year


David Shrigley, LOST, 1996.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

ghost hunt

a much needed break from studying

sunday, late afternoon:
exploring english building and altgeld to capture the creepiness on film
unfortunately ghosts don't show up on camera

Friday, May 8, 2009

CANADA

Why [Porquoi]?
  • beautiful [belle]. nearby [d'à côté]. clean [pur]. Quebec, lover [Québec, amant] Harvey's "Chinese" Food! [chinois de Harvey!]. Aero Bar [Aero Chocolat au lait]. bilingualism [bilinguisme].

Dr. Norman Bethune: a Fighter, a Lover, a Healer...a Hero (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0099127/)

  • Cape St. Mary's Ecological Reserve, Newoundland: BIRDWATCHING HAVEN!! oh can we take a train? we CAN



Thursday, May 7, 2009

i'm sneaky...



...esp in this pic
Allen Hall, 2009
PS: get your polar bear off my head!

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Whatcha doin? This summer?


[some highlights]


  1. Seager Park photodoc

  2. take photos of: gnome[s] from behind, moss, fungi, tree stumps

  3. tree/flower i.d.

  4. write 3 poems

  5. acquire photoshop

  6. visit Chambanahomet

  7. read through the New Testament

  8. go CAMPING

  9. Pitchfork Sunday

  10. weekly tea at Grandma & Grandpa's (yes, the ones that gave me the MOM earrings)

  11. PIANO PIANO PIANO

  12. sew stuff to clothes

  13. [re]learn the constellations

  14. canoe

  15. make a list of all of Portia's names

  16. among other things

Monday, April 20, 2009

Furr

Yeah, when I was only seventeen
I could hear the angels whispering
So I drove into the woods
And wandered aimlessly about
Until I heard my mother shouting through the fog
It turned out to be the howling of a dog
Or a wolf, to be exact
The sound sent shivers down my back
But I was drawn into the pack and before long
They allowed me to join in and sing their song
So from the cliffs and highest hills
Yeah, we would gladly get our fill
Howling endlessly and shrilly at the dawn
And I lost the taste for judging right from wrong
For my flesh had turned to fur
Yeah, and my thoughts they surely were
Turned to instinct and obedience to God

You can wear your furLike a river on fire
But you'd better be sure
If you're making God a liar
I'm a rattlesnake, babe,
I'm like fuel on fire
So if you're gonna get made
Don't be afraid of what you've learned

On the day that I turned 23
I was curled up underneath a dogwood tree
When suddenly a girl
Her skin the color of a pearl
She wandered aimlessly, but she didn't seem to see
She was listening for the angels just like me
So I stood and looked about
I brushed the leaves off of my snout
And then I heard my mother shouting through the trees
You should have seen that girl go shaky at the knees
So I took her by the arm
We settled down upon a farm
And raised our children up as gently as you please
And now my fur has turned to skin
And I've been quickly ushered in
To a world that, I confess, I do not know
But I still dream of running careless through the snow
Through the howling winds that blow
Across the ancient distant flow
To fill our bodies up like water till we know

You can wear your furLike a river on fire
But you'd better be sureIf you're making God a liar
I'm a rattlesnake, babe,I'm like fuel on fire
So if you're gonna get made
Don't be afraid of what you've learned

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bqtlcHiSHTE&feature=related