s.u.p.e.r.s.o.n.i.c. a week in review...

the s is for super and the u is for unique the p is for perfection cause you know that we are freaks the e is for exotic and the r is for rack so tell those nosy people just to stay the hell back supersonic.

yes yes i have been rocking out to the old school station. ouch, they called that an oldie. another gem this week was the tom tom club's genius of love. heck yeah!!! check out the video on you tube. it is so worth it.( eventually i will learn how to link)




this here is the last tribute to lil magpie as she is finally home. heck yeah!!! these pictures are about two years apart. princess messy hair was just an average day playing outside. yes, we climb trees in ballgowns, don't you?

this picture was taken in rocky point. she loved it here and asked several times if we could move. i have never seen her sit so still and so quietly as she did when the ladies were braiding her hair. i mean, she is one of those kids who rarely gets her face painted because there are so many other things to do. she loved the braids(no hair brushing) and kept them in for about a week.
now that she is home, i am getting all my cuddles that i missed. there is just something about a little girl and her little pink pig pushing you over at four in the morning "mommy make room" and crawling in your bed. all is right in my world.

o.k. the title promises some reviews and boy do i have them...

first, my own personal goals, not swearing and not cracking my knuckles... neither one of these are easy to give up. to not swear i would probably have to give up driving. i also notice that i swear more around certain people.hmmm. they have got to go. not cracking my knuckles is definately going better.

conversations... i spoke with an amazing artist friend the other day for a little over four hours. this was definately a record for me. we touched on so many subjects and only stopped because the real world called us back. her latest greatest inspiration is playing a violin piece (mehndelson) for death row inmate jarvis, in san quentin.

*movies*
*1480... i was terribly nervous about seeing this as in my old age i do not care for scary movies. well, this was not a problem. not only was this not scary, but it was super cheesey. in fact, holy crow says he will never see another stephen king movie, as he was so let down. and by the way, what stylist lets john cusack wear the same clothes he had in the eighties. i like john, but come on, pegged pants, eeegads.

*the birds...alfred hitchcock rocks. tippi hedren's character reminded me of paris hilton. however, when she is cruising in her aston martin up to bodega bay it is by far the very bestest driving scene ever!!!

*holy grail...everyone loves it and you just do not know why. every time i watch it i think, eh, this aint so good and within moments i am laughing . whatever.

*more media*

*henry rollins show...black flag with gray hair. right on. tom morello was so articulate. it is nice to have this kind of intellegent representation. he made me want to rush right out and get cuhrazy in the street. we are considering on how to bring positive activism into our lives. i am really excited about the reunion. this is definately good television.

*teenage girls and m.t.v.... the other day a friend of the nightingales was over and they were perusing cable and landed on a show called 'yo momma' (i think) interesting...
"yo momma so nasty the trash take her out!"

*n.p.r.... heather o'neil read her story 'robot baby' yesterday afternoon. it was a good story highlighted by the author's own voice. i was disappointed when it was over. hers was a voice that you could listen to. i often think that about n.p.r. i love the splendid table... i will most likely never eat or even encounter most of the things she talks about, i just like to listen to her talk. while the holy crow would rather jump out of the moving car.

gabriel garcia marquez is my favorite author. i just finished ' memories of my melancholy whores'. i am working on an explanation soundbite as to why i love his work. this is one of my favorite passages.

"his reveries left nests of dark swallows on the balconies and the sound of kisses and the beating of wings in the stillness of siesta"

this is from 'love in the time of cholera'.

peppered in have been pictures to prove that i am actually working. mother goose is helping me to get my _ _ _ _ together and open an etsy shop. i am a little nervous but what the heck!