Thursday, April 23, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Inspired
I just thought I would share some songs circa the 90s that shaped me at one point in my life, most of them are now long gone but impressions remain.
I am pretty sure this playlist proves I was a girl in the 1990's
I am pretty sure this playlist proves I was a girl in the 1990's
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
Meet Gloria
I stole a bag of photos of a girl once.
They were for sale, and I didn't like that.
So I took them.
She needed love, she needed to be remembered.
I was going to try,
try to make up for all my other failures by knowing that girl.
Her name is Gloria, she was 6 in 1952.
She took a photo in 1966 and I haven't seen her since.
I have met her parents, her friends, her cat.
We have been on vacation, and spent Christmas morning together.
We go on elaborate adventures and watch little girls cry.
That is Gloria on the left, our friend Monica on the right.
We were gypsy thieves for Hallowe'en in 1957.
We watched Audrey Hepburn movies and drank Milkshakes all afternoon that day.
Then Mrs. Lorraine gave us candy apples and told us not to talk to strangers.
Gloria's bag ripped and Monica tripped over her too-long dress.
We looked even more like gypsies when we came home.
Monica said that Gloria stole all her orange suckers
(it was really her brother Matty).
Gloria and I never heard from her again.
There were twenty-three photos in all.
I gave two away, they needed something I couldn't give them.
Gloria is a good friend of mine, the best you may say.
They were for sale, and I didn't like that.
So I took them.
She needed love, she needed to be remembered.
I was going to try,
try to make up for all my other failures by knowing that girl.
Her name is Gloria, she was 6 in 1952.
She took a photo in 1966 and I haven't seen her since.
I have met her parents, her friends, her cat.
We have been on vacation, and spent Christmas morning together.
We go on elaborate adventures and watch little girls cry.
That is Gloria on the left, our friend Monica on the right.
We were gypsy thieves for Hallowe'en in 1957.
We watched Audrey Hepburn movies and drank Milkshakes all afternoon that day.
Then Mrs. Lorraine gave us candy apples and told us not to talk to strangers.
Gloria's bag ripped and Monica tripped over her too-long dress.
We looked even more like gypsies when we came home.
Monica said that Gloria stole all her orange suckers
(it was really her brother Matty).
Gloria and I never heard from her again.
There were twenty-three photos in all.
I gave two away, they needed something I couldn't give them.
Gloria is a good friend of mine, the best you may say.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Would-be Children Stories
Alysong came over this evening, I haven't seen her in what feels like ages. We didn't know what we wanted to do, so we took pictures, well mostly she took pictures of me.
I packed my bag with goodies and we headed out into the forest
We then went back to my house to warm up. I asked Aly to paint my face, but in a non-representation sort of way. I wanted to be a canvas, not a model.
This post seems very self-indulgent, and I am sorry. I am not vain enough to post 19 pictures of myself, but I am impressed enough to show 19 pictures of my friends art.
Until next time, when I hopefully have something new and exciting for y'all!
I packed my bag with goodies and we headed out into the forest
We then went back to my house to warm up. I asked Aly to paint my face, but in a non-representation sort of way. I wanted to be a canvas, not a model.
This post seems very self-indulgent, and I am sorry. I am not vain enough to post 19 pictures of myself, but I am impressed enough to show 19 pictures of my friends art.
Until next time, when I hopefully have something new and exciting for y'all!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Advice is a form of Nostalgia
I went digging through old albums for photos of me from decades since passed. I can't help but laugh at some.
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