“There’s nothing to life but the living of it…hold still man, regain your love of life and go down from this mountain and simply be-be-be the infinite fertilities of the one mind of infinity. make no comments, complaints, criticisms, appraisials, avowals, sayings, shooting stars of thought, just flow, flow, be you all, be your what it is, it is only what it always is…so shut up, live, travel, adventure, bless and don’t be sorry.” - Jack Kerouac
It was incredibly hard packing up my car to drive out here to Cleveland - half the problem being that Matt had stayed over the night before. Dressed in his nearly-new blazer, he spent most of the morning dragging ass because he did not want me to leave town. You throw Matt, my tired second-guessing brain into a blender... and the piles of my life sitting in the livingroom - and it... well.... actually it all sounds a little morbid to me now....
My head kept tap-dancing to Austin, "Go to Austin *clickity click*Austin."
My heart kept telling me to give Cleveland a chance.... even, if only a small one...
While Cleveland itself is not much to look at.... the city is not nearly as bad as I expected it to be. Pat works for a local concert venue so there is always live music and good times to be found.... There is a fancy place up the road that does a dollar burger night, a really delicious hooka bar, and a cinema that serves beer and shows foreign films all at the same time - whoo! Because of this fact, I decided it was in my best interest to join a gym (yay!). I love the gym - so many sexy scantily clad men and women, getting all sweaty, and worked-up... ha
Our apartment consists of Patrick, his friend Geoff from college, Geoff's friend Laura, and myself .... oh, and a very mutty dog named Jake - who everyone thought was male but actually turned out to be female... regardless of the mix up, Jake decided to keep her name anyways.
Still looking for a bartending job - once I have one - I shall shout it from the top of mountains for all to know - Stop emailing me about it. It will happen when it does.
Oh I almost forgot to mention that The Decemberists were phenomenally dashing last week.... wish you had been there. There was this crazy Asian guy that was spitting gum and smoking cigarettes, and there was this brave little girl who stood up to him .. oooh and I got to touch Colin's arm when he nearly collapsed on lady's head in front of me. Ha, Decemberists - oh how I love.
Photos from NYC with Kimberly Marvel - She is coming to visit me in Cleveland in a few weeks.... whoot!
Received a message on myspace the other day from a guy who was hoping I could give him some advice on how to pick up a girl.... I am not sure if I can really help with that... but here is a scenario that worked on me.... : )
Find a girl you like... get up the balls to go talk to her (that is the hardest part). Then try to pproach her without expectations. It is much easier to have a conversation ...if you are not worrying about the outcome (ie. getting laid, bringing her home, having her babies... whatever...) Never ever ever ever compliment a girl on her looks - Ever. You can compliment her on her clothes, accessories, her shoes, anything she is wearing - She has control over her style but not her genes..... Ask her questions, let her talk, be interested. If you spend the whole time talking at her, she most likely will not feel a connection with you, which is what you are looking for - so try to keep the conversation in her court. After about ten minutes, tell her that you have some place you need to be or that you have friends that are waiting on you or something .... and leave. At this point the girl will probably be really confused.... Were you not into her? Is something wrong? After a minute or two... go back, tell her that enjoyed talking to her. "Can I get your email address?" Now an email address is not threatening. She can ignore emails, she can read them. She will most likely say, "Sure." While she is writing down her email, ask her to put her number down as well.... she is already saying Yes in her head, she will most likely write down her number without second guessing it.... and there you go...
Anyone on here ever read Tom Robbins? Picked up Jitterbug Perfume at a Garage Sale last year, I have become a hopeless slave to Tom's writing ever since. Enjoyed Jitterbug Perfume so much - I gifted the book to Matt - informed him that he would probably like it ... the book goes off on little universal tangents now and then (also covers lots of sex with goats, you never know what Tom will write next). Matthew read it, loved it, became a little bit obsessed with the symbol of the Beet that is scattered throughout the book. Remember that creepy red pickled veggie that your parents probably tried to make you eat when you were six - yea, that one..... Anyways, Matt bought a bunch of beets and has been cooking them, eating them, drinking their juices, and smushing them all over his face to rejuvenate his skin for the past week..... hahaha..... I took a picture.
This week has been a bit of a blur - Been busy trying to see everyone, trying not to spend tons money on stupid things (which is my ultimate favorite thing to do - a girl cannot have enough funny looking necklaces made from yarn). My friend AJ took me to a Japanese Tea House in Syracuse.... one of those places where you take your shoes off and drink tea while sitting on little mats. I made him eat seaweed and rice balls, he choked it down and smiled.....wish I had known about that place earlier.... I would have spent a lot of time there.
Quick writings: I rescued a chipmunk from my basement and set it free into the wilderness of CNY. Sweet potatoes with brown sugar are to die for! Obama won! Yay! - Decemberists play in Ithaca tomorrow - whoooo! Found a canoe but I cannot figure out where to get paddles for it... can you rent them? My cat got in a cat fight a few days ago and now I have to feed him antibiotics and it is very difficult to get a cat to eat pills that are not made of Tuna-guts. New music on my computer makes me happy. Whoever made the CDs that are colored, with itty bitty boy-handwriting - you musical taste is great. Matt likes your Soul song and I just like that you admit to listening to Paris Hilton.
How about some of them Tom Robbins quotes, eh?
“Using words to describe magic is like using a screwdriver to cut roast beef”
"When we're incomplete, we're always searching for somebody to complete us. When, after a few years or a few months of a relationship, we find that we're still unfulfilled, we blame our partners and take up with somebody more promising. This can go on and on--series polygamy--until we admit that while a partner can add sweet dimensions to our lives, we, each of us, are responsible for our own fulfillment. Nobody else can provide it for us, and to believe otherwise is to delude ourselves dangerously and to program for eventual failure every relationship we enter.”
"You should never hesitate to trade your cow for a handful of magic beans."
"My personal motto has always been: Joy in spite of everything. Not just (mindless) Joy but Joy in spite of everything. Recognizing the inequities and the suffering and the corruption and all that but refusing to let it rain on my parade. And I advocate this to other people. “There's always the same amount of good luck and bad luck in the world. If one person doesn't get the bad luck, somebody else will have to get it in their place. There's always the same amount of good and evil, too. We can't eradicate evil, we can only evict it, force it to move across town. And when evil moves, some good always goes with it. But we can never alter the ratio of good to evil. All we can do is keep things stirred up so neither good nor evil solidifies. That's when things get scary. Life is like a stew, you have to stir it frequently, or all the scum rises to the top.”
“If little else, the brain is an educational toy.”
"It's never too late to have a happy childhood."
"If you believe in peace, act peacefully; if you believe in love, acting lovingly; if you believe every which way, then act every which way, that's perfectly valid— but don't go out trying to sell your beliefs to the system. You end up contradicting what you profess to believe in, and you set a bum example. If you want to change the world, change yourself."
"Rap music sounds like somebody feeding a rhyming dictionary to a popcorn popper."
"Nature isn’t stable. Life isn’t stable. Stability is unnatural. The only stable society is the police state. You can have a free society or a stable society. You can’t have both. Take your choice.
"Human beings were invented by water as a device for transporting itself from one place to another."
"You do not have to be a genius to recognize one. If you did, Einstein never would have gotten invited to the White House."
"In the Seven Dwarfs, only Dopey had a shaven face. This should tell us something about the custom of shaving."
"As a child, I was an imaginary playmate."
"Reality is subjective, and there’s an unenlightened tendency in this culture to regard something as ‘important’ only if it’s sober and severe. Your Cheerful Dumb are not so much happy as lobotomized. But your Gloomy Smart are just as ridiculous. When you’re unhappy, you get to pay a lot of attention to yourself. And you get to take yourself oh so very seriously. Your Truly Happy people, which is to say, your people who truly LIKE themselves, they don’t think about themselves very much. Your unhappy person resents it when you try to cheer him up, because that means he has to stop dwelling on himself and start paying attention to the universe. Unhappiness is the ultimate form of self-indulgence."
"There are two kinds of people in this world: Those who believe there are two kinds of people in this world and those who are smart enough to know better."
"We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love."
"If God had a bumper sticker, it would probably read SHINE: DONT WHINE."
"Beets. The beet is the most intense of vegetables. The radish, admittedly, is the more feverish, but the fire of the radish is a cold fire, the fire of discontent not passion. Tomatoes are lusty enough, yet there runs through tomatoes an undercurrent of frivolity. Beets are deadly serious."
I can cook! I know this ..... because sometimes, Matt and I cook together..... and sometimes if/when I follow the recipes correctly, my stuff turns out to be blindsidingly delicious (go me!). And other times, when having a slightly rebellious evening... I turn the cooking over to Matthew - because neither him nor I want to deal with scraping burnt pasta from the bottom of a pan, pretending it tastes like Momma's home cooking...
Tonight, in attempt to assist Matthew in his dinner-makin' - I located my old handy-dandy...Bible Coloring Book! Found it a few days ago....bought it on a whim last year while hitting up the local Dollar General... Who in their right mind would want to color an Ox drowning to death in a flood? Or the photo of Cain killing Abel? "Pass the red crayon, please. *ahem* The blood red crayon please?... Thank you." Personally I enjoy the slang they use to dumb the book down for the kids.... "God grumbled at the Hebrews...." I love that line. "God grumbled.....:
Last night Jeff's little venue coffee-house had a music show for Miss Emily Wells who was doing a musical tour from West Coast-East Coast-West Coast. Nothing like seeing a really cute lesbian, jam on a ukulele, on a Thursday night, covering Notorious BIG - with a bunch of great friends.
Other day I hung out with PD, who is the second person that I have ever met who came strictly from reading this blog..... was really a lot of fun. Since you are only an hour away, next time I make it back to the Cuse... we should go play laser tag or something.... can never have enough people around to play laser tag with. Remember: Coconut soup is yummy, if you have to ask where someone's belly button is - you probably need to rethink the situation, and we totally have a rematch for a game of checkers....
I like friends... and I like when everyone goes Cheers and then you all clink glasses together. Matt and I realized, that when Jeff Katie Matt and I were all out the other night, we forgot to Cheers to Doctor Phil for being Satan. So! I shall do it here on my blog! "Here here for Dr Phil - aka Satan!" *clink clink*