Dear Creepy Man

You have moved down two stoops.  You are still creepy.  Please stop hanging around my house.  For realz. I'll sick my attack dog on you.  She's vicious.

Creepy Man

There was a creepy man on my stoop yesterday evening and he asked if he could come in to use my phone. I told him I didn't have a phone in my apartment and luckily the neighbors were next door on their porch so I sent him to talk to them.

Unfortunately, he was back today.  So I called the cops.  I didn't talk to him today I just didn't feel comfortable having him chilling on my stoop.

My puppy

loves me unconditionally.

Origins of Love

When the earth was still flat,
And the clouds made of fire,
And mountains stretched up to the sky,
Sometimes higher,
Folks roamed the earth
Like big rolling kegs.
They had two sets of arms.
They had two sets of legs.
They had two faces peering
Out of one giant head
So they could watch all around them
As they talked; while they read.
And they never knew nothing of love.
It was before the origin of love.

The origin of love

And there were three sexes then,
One that looked like two men
Glued up back to back,
Called the children of the sun.
And similar in shape and girth
Were the children of the earth.
They looked like two girls
Rolled up in one.
And the children of the moon
Were like a fork shoved on a spoon.
They were part sun, part earth
Part daughter, part son.

The origin of love

Now the gods grew quite scared
Of our strength and defiance
And Thor said,
"I'm gonna kill them all
With my hammer,
Like I killed the giants."
And Zeus said, "No,
You better let me
Use my lightening, like scissors,
Like I cut the legs off the whales
And dinosaurs into lizards."
Then he grabbed up some bolts
And he let out a laugh,
Said, "I'll split them right down the middle.
Gonna cut them right up in half."
And then storm clouds gathered above
Into great balls of fire

And then fire shot down
From the sky in bolts
Like shining blades
Of a knife.
And it ripped
Right through the flesh
Of the children of the sun
And the moon
And the earth.
And some Indian god
Sewed the wound up into a hole,
Pulled it round to our belly
To remind us of the price we pay.
And Osiris and the gods of the Nile
Gathered up a big storm
To blow a hurricane,
To scatter us away,
In a flood of wind and rain,
And a sea of tidal waves,
To wash us all away,
And if we don't behave
They'll cut us down again
And we'll be hopping round on one foot
And looking through one eye.

Last time I saw you
We had just split in two.
You were looking at me.
I was looking at you.
You had a way so familiar,
But I could not recognize,
Cause you had blood on your face;
I had blood in my eyes.
But I could swear by your expression
That the pain down in your soul
Was the same as the one down in mine.
That's the pain,
Cuts a straight line
Down through the heart;
We called it love.
So we wrapped our arms around each other,
Trying to shove ourselves back together.
We were making love,
Making love.
It was a cold dark evening,
Such a long time ago,
When by the mighty hand of Jove,
It was the sad story
How we became
Lonely two-legged creatures,
It's the story of
The origin of love.
That's the origin of love.

Despicable Me - Official Trailer #4: Minions Steal YouTube

Oh my goodness. This movie was so fantastic in so many ways. I love children's movies even now. Definitely a must see

A house of my own

I am currently in the middle of a project that might be a bit over my head.  I am stripping the 20 layers of paint off the beautiful wood window in my bathroom.  I hate when people don't paint things correctly.  And I'm growing to hate all the white in my apartment.  I know it's just an apartment (which is partly why it kills me to do any of the things I've been doing) but I'm going to be here at least one more year and I already started so now I'm going to finish it.  I'm also going to paint the bathroom eventually.  And I'm getting paid to do all this because my landlord is going to pay me for the work.  So that does help.

Here is the window mid-stripping:

And here is the paint, isn't it a pretty color?

I'll have more pictures when it is done or at least once I've finished the window because I've already put a lot of hours into redoing it and I'm going to make it pretty gosh darn it!  

Trash the Dress

I would love to do this one day.  I think the photos that come out of these sessions are so interesting and artistic. On the day you're so worried about hurting the dress or getting it dirty you can't really play and do so many of the fun things these brides get to do.  Here are some pictures from Angela who is a photographer from New York.  She just wrote an article about Trash the Dress for Offbeatbride.com