Jan. 19th, 2005

la_belle_laide: (Whatever blows your hair back)
Witchcraft Barbie and more ranting about the Bush administration. )

He's such a buffoon, I swear he is.

In other news that is of interest to me, a few months back Arnold Schwarzenegger signed a bill that bans forcefeeding of ducks and geese in order to make foie gras. And, without the force-feeding, I doubt there will be any foie gras.

I don't know much about Schwarzenegger as a governor, and certainly not as much as I should, seeing as how there's a chance some day I might end up deciding to vote either for or against him. I'm shamefully politically ignorant. I know he's Republican but I don't vote by party, I vote by issues, and from what little I know of him, he seems to be a very liberal Republican. I'm so pleased that he's signed this bill. And I gather, from Jimmy Fallon's brill Barry Gibb Talk Show, that Schwarzenegger is "pro-choice, pro gun controoooooool, pro gay rights...." so that all seems to be to the good. Right?

Huh. In other news, more Kung Fu tonight. I actually have whiplash from hitting my head so hard the other night. I hope I do better in this class if we're doing throw downs again. Also I have to drive all along the North Road in the snow! Waahaa! For those not local (all of you,) the North Road is one of these hilly, twisty, turny bastards of a rural road with no lights. When I come home, it'll be: take care of Pendragon, (he's got his chin all torn up again from going 0 to 60 in under a second as he launches himself at me, without giving a thought to the plastic and wire that separates us,) take a nice, long shower, sit down with a cup of hot chocolate and soy and watch The Tesseract.

Like last January was all about Peter Pan, Jason Isaacs, exotic baby birds, getting ready to go to Florida and the hope that by Jan '05 I would at least have the option of being pregnant, this January is all about Kung Fu, Jonathan Rhys Meyers, hot chocolate, pomegranate juice, and Silk soy, especially the chocolate kind. Oh, and the hope that by Jan '06 I will at least have the option of being pregnant. Whenever I look back on this time, that's what I'm going to think of, those things. Driving home in the snow, achy but happy, struggling to patch up Pendragon while he wiggles and tries to bite me, then having a hot shower and then sitting down to watch a movie with this lovely boy in it. Drinking chocolate soy mixed with the cocoa mix Chrissie and Tim gave me for Christmas. Oh, and Gormenghast, too. I must never forget that I was watching Gormenghast and drinking hot chocolate on the day that I went to my first Kung Fu class.

The songs of last January were basically a few of the songs from the Peter Pan soundtrack. This year, my songs are "Heaven" by Los Lonely Boys, "She Will Be Loved," by Maroon 5, "Get Busy" by Sean Paul, and a handful of old Soundgarden and Pearl Jam songs. (I happened to be listening to "Head Down" while I was coloring that one drawing of Hisoka that time, and somehow thinking of this character while listening to Chris Cornell's voice slithering over the words, "bow down" and, oddly, "head down, hide your smile" sort of crept over me, and I became obssessed with it. Likewise, I can't hear Chris Cornell sing the words, "follow me into the desert as desperate as you are; the moon is glued to a picture of heaven, and all the little pigs have gone," without thinking of Jin. Yes, I am distustingly happy with two or three of my own silly creations. And Chris Cornell's lyrics are genius, aren't they?)

Oh, and how can I forget the music of my bluejay singing Epona's Song and Aloha 'Oe every few minutes. :)

Of course, "Simple And Clean" will always belong to August '04, "Yeah!" belongs to September-December '04, "Lay O Lay Ale Loya" owns November '04 and so on. I'm so bizarrely obssessed with music.

We were supposed to get an inch of snow, and here we are already up to about four. Which is nothing for out here. In March of '01 we got about five feet, and two years ago we got about 4, with drifts higher than my car. (March '01, by the way, was all about ordering a new Socrerer Hunters video on Tuesdays, getting it on Fridays, and watching it on Saturdays. This was all right before the Nyack seminar with Sonny Ching, which was my first Hula performance. I could go on and on, but I won't.)

Last night, [livejournal.com profile] minrho was very patient with me as I bombarded her with link upon link of pictures of Jonathan Rhys Meyers kissing various men throughout various movies. Sorry, Min, and thanks for letting me rant and rave at you for a while and be completely wangsty. If you get to watch Shallow Grave, let me know. If you get to watch Velvet Goldmine, I'm sure I'll hear about it. ;)

God but I can ramble on, can't I?! Pathetic!

Before I sign off, I want to share this one thing with all of you. Transform yourself! Upload a picture of yourself, and then make yourself really young, really old, the opposite sex, a different race, or painted by various painters. It works really well with the aging. You're supposed to be able to save the pictures, but I'm not able to, otherwise I would bombard you all with pictures of me as a black chick or a Botticelli painting, or really old. I'm very cute as a Botticelli, too much like my Dad when masculinized, hideous as an anime character, and like the cliche Ancient Indian woman when aged to 70-80. I love that one! I wish I could save it. Anyway, have fun!
la_belle_laide: (Whatever blows your hair back)
Witchcraft Barbie and more ranting about the Bush administration. )

He's such a buffoon, I swear he is.

In other news that is of interest to me, a few months back Arnold Schwarzenegger signed a bill that bans forcefeeding of ducks and geese in order to make foie gras. And, without the force-feeding, I doubt there will be any foie gras.

I don't know much about Schwarzenegger as a governor, and certainly not as much as I should, seeing as how there's a chance some day I might end up deciding to vote either for or against him. I'm shamefully politically ignorant. I know he's Republican but I don't vote by party, I vote by issues, and from what little I know of him, he seems to be a very liberal Republican. I'm so pleased that he's signed this bill. And I gather, from Jimmy Fallon's brill Barry Gibb Talk Show, that Schwarzenegger is "pro-choice, pro gun controoooooool, pro gay rights...." so that all seems to be to the good. Right?

Huh. In other news, more Kung Fu tonight. I actually have whiplash from hitting my head so hard the other night. I hope I do better in this class if we're doing throw downs again. Also I have to drive all along the North Road in the snow! Waahaa! For those not local (all of you,) the North Road is one of these hilly, twisty, turny bastards of a rural road with no lights. When I come home, it'll be: take care of Pendragon, (he's got his chin all torn up again from going 0 to 60 in under a second as he launches himself at me, without giving a thought to the plastic and wire that separates us,) take a nice, long shower, sit down with a cup of hot chocolate and soy and watch The Tesseract.

Like last January was all about Peter Pan, Jason Isaacs, exotic baby birds, getting ready to go to Florida and the hope that by Jan '05 I would at least have the option of being pregnant, this January is all about Kung Fu, Jonathan Rhys Meyers, hot chocolate, pomegranate juice, and Silk soy, especially the chocolate kind. Oh, and the hope that by Jan '06 I will at least have the option of being pregnant. Whenever I look back on this time, that's what I'm going to think of, those things. Driving home in the snow, achy but happy, struggling to patch up Pendragon while he wiggles and tries to bite me, then having a hot shower and then sitting down to watch a movie with this lovely boy in it. Drinking chocolate soy mixed with the cocoa mix Chrissie and Tim gave me for Christmas. Oh, and Gormenghast, too. I must never forget that I was watching Gormenghast and drinking hot chocolate on the day that I went to my first Kung Fu class.

The songs of last January were basically a few of the songs from the Peter Pan soundtrack. This year, my songs are "Heaven" by Los Lonely Boys, "She Will Be Loved," by Maroon 5, "Get Busy" by Sean Paul, and a handful of old Soundgarden and Pearl Jam songs. (I happened to be listening to "Head Down" while I was coloring that one drawing of Hisoka that time, and somehow thinking of this character while listening to Chris Cornell's voice slithering over the words, "bow down" and, oddly, "head down, hide your smile" sort of crept over me, and I became obssessed with it. Likewise, I can't hear Chris Cornell sing the words, "follow me into the desert as desperate as you are; the moon is glued to a picture of heaven, and all the little pigs have gone," without thinking of Jin. Yes, I am distustingly happy with two or three of my own silly creations. And Chris Cornell's lyrics are genius, aren't they?)

Oh, and how can I forget the music of my bluejay singing Epona's Song and Aloha 'Oe every few minutes. :)

Of course, "Simple And Clean" will always belong to August '04, "Yeah!" belongs to September-December '04, "Lay O Lay Ale Loya" owns November '04 and so on. I'm so bizarrely obssessed with music.

We were supposed to get an inch of snow, and here we are already up to about four. Which is nothing for out here. In March of '01 we got about five feet, and two years ago we got about 4, with drifts higher than my car. (March '01, by the way, was all about ordering a new Socrerer Hunters video on Tuesdays, getting it on Fridays, and watching it on Saturdays. This was all right before the Nyack seminar with Sonny Ching, which was my first Hula performance. I could go on and on, but I won't.)

Last night, [livejournal.com profile] minrho was very patient with me as I bombarded her with link upon link of pictures of Jonathan Rhys Meyers kissing various men throughout various movies. Sorry, Min, and thanks for letting me rant and rave at you for a while and be completely wangsty. If you get to watch Shallow Grave, let me know. If you get to watch Velvet Goldmine, I'm sure I'll hear about it. ;)

God but I can ramble on, can't I?! Pathetic!

Before I sign off, I want to share this one thing with all of you. Transform yourself! Upload a picture of yourself, and then make yourself really young, really old, the opposite sex, a different race, or painted by various painters. It works really well with the aging. You're supposed to be able to save the pictures, but I'm not able to, otherwise I would bombard you all with pictures of me as a black chick or a Botticelli painting, or really old. I'm very cute as a Botticelli, too much like my Dad when masculinized, hideous as an anime character, and like the cliche Ancient Indian woman when aged to 70-80. I love that one! I wish I could save it. Anyway, have fun!
la_belle_laide: (D)
One more quick thing. [livejournal.com profile] minrho's link on the tsunami ghosts was pretty creepy.

Thisis also creepy, in a different way.

"The animals seem to have had advance warning of the impending tragedy -- not from technical warning stations, but from their own senses. Elephants screamed, sometimes broke their constraints, and ran for higher ground. Flamingos abandoned their low-lying breeding areas. In a southern Sri Lankan town, one man recalls bats flying away just before the tsunami struck, while another wondered why his own two dogs refused to go for their daily run on the beach. At the Yala National Park in Sri Lanka, hundreds of elephants, leopards, tigers, wild boar, deer, water buffalo, monkeys and smaller mammals and even reptiles escaped safely."


Mmm. Not surprised.
la_belle_laide: (D)
One more quick thing. [livejournal.com profile] minrho's link on the tsunami ghosts was pretty creepy.

Thisis also creepy, in a different way.

"The animals seem to have had advance warning of the impending tragedy -- not from technical warning stations, but from their own senses. Elephants screamed, sometimes broke their constraints, and ran for higher ground. Flamingos abandoned their low-lying breeding areas. In a southern Sri Lankan town, one man recalls bats flying away just before the tsunami struck, while another wondered why his own two dogs refused to go for their daily run on the beach. At the Yala National Park in Sri Lanka, hundreds of elephants, leopards, tigers, wild boar, deer, water buffalo, monkeys and smaller mammals and even reptiles escaped safely."


Mmm. Not surprised.
la_belle_laide: (Mappy)
Kung Fu was great, we did self defense blocking, the movements of which are very fast, and very similar to Hula Kahiko. I felt like I caught on to that fairly well because the movements were very familiar to me.

The ride home wasn't great in the least. Where the hell are the snowplows? None of the roads are done, and the North Road was packed snow over a sheet of ice. I could only have been going 30 MPH or so when my car spun completely out and I ended up going sideways down the road. I don't even know what song was playing, just that Snoop had just ended. But I didn't jam on the breaks or anything, I just tried to get control back without whipping the steering wheel around, up until the telephone pole started coming up real fast. (There was a tree somewhere in the scenario, and a street sign, and I was very aware of them at the time, but now I can't even begin to rememeber where they were in relation to me.) Then I did try to turn gently the other way, and ended up skidding the other way down the road. I figured the least that would happen would be that my back end would smack into the telephone pole. Then I guessed I would cry and be horrified because my car had been hurt and might never be the same, but I would still be okay, and somewhere in the stupid, snarky part of my mind a voice is going, "You thought you had whiplash yesterday?" I remember I looked in the rearview mirror to see where the telephone pole was, but it was just a cloud of snow and ice, and then I fishtailed out of control for a second or so which felt like an hour, and then I just sort of let the car slide to a stop and edged it onto the side of the road. The guy behind me pulled over in front of me and got out of the car going, "Jesus Christ, are you all right?"

(whatwouldjackiedo)

"All good!" I yelled, and gave the thumbs up sign out my window.

But I was too scared to get on the bridge road going home, because nothing was plowed or sanded, so I had to go all the way through town, which also wasn't plowed or sanded, but at least had more cars on it which made it more slushy than icy. I was so mad that when I did see a snowplow on the road--just sitting there on the side of the goddamned road!--I yelled obscenities at the truck.

Scary.
la_belle_laide: (Mappy)
Kung Fu was great, we did self defense blocking, the movements of which are very fast, and very similar to Hula Kahiko. I felt like I caught on to that fairly well because the movements were very familiar to me.

The ride home wasn't great in the least. Where the hell are the snowplows? None of the roads are done, and the North Road was packed snow over a sheet of ice. I could only have been going 30 MPH or so when my car spun completely out and I ended up going sideways down the road. I don't even know what song was playing, just that Snoop had just ended. But I didn't jam on the breaks or anything, I just tried to get control back without whipping the steering wheel around, up until the telephone pole started coming up real fast. (There was a tree somewhere in the scenario, and a street sign, and I was very aware of them at the time, but now I can't even begin to rememeber where they were in relation to me.) Then I did try to turn gently the other way, and ended up skidding the other way down the road. I figured the least that would happen would be that my back end would smack into the telephone pole. Then I guessed I would cry and be horrified because my car had been hurt and might never be the same, but I would still be okay, and somewhere in the stupid, snarky part of my mind a voice is going, "You thought you had whiplash yesterday?" I remember I looked in the rearview mirror to see where the telephone pole was, but it was just a cloud of snow and ice, and then I fishtailed out of control for a second or so which felt like an hour, and then I just sort of let the car slide to a stop and edged it onto the side of the road. The guy behind me pulled over in front of me and got out of the car going, "Jesus Christ, are you all right?"

(whatwouldjackiedo)

"All good!" I yelled, and gave the thumbs up sign out my window.

But I was too scared to get on the bridge road going home, because nothing was plowed or sanded, so I had to go all the way through town, which also wasn't plowed or sanded, but at least had more cars on it which made it more slushy than icy. I was so mad that when I did see a snowplow on the road--just sitting there on the side of the goddamned road!--I yelled obscenities at the truck.

Scary.

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