Some words’ll do.
November 17th, 2009
I like to post pictures and videos and songs. Because when I peruse sites, that’s what I look for. Quick hits, things that look funny. Things that are funny. Exposition in a web world is just that, an embed. An html code copied and pasted, a joke spread about. Word of mouth, now word of mouse. Click. So I don’t write much. Funny, for the site of a writer. But more and more, I think I’d rather show than tell, let you write the words that you will, let us all breathe in the same air, but expel different exhales … why did that just make me want a cigarette?
(Because they are deep breaths, moments of silence in a world of buzzing adrenaline, of ADD and ADHD and other acronyms to get prescriptions. Doesn’t mean I want to be a smoker again, but doesn’t I mean I don’t understand the appeal. And exhale.)
Every horoscope I have read in the past two weeks says, essentially: we are not asking you, Leo, to be patient, we are telling you that you HAVE to be, or you won’t make it. So patience is a virtue I am not known for. However, I’ve felt its presence in my life recently. Moments of anxious, like it needs to happen right NOW, knowing that when it doesn’t, that, too, is for a reason. Exhale. Again.
For now. I just sit. Wait. And try not to think about cigarettes.
This is about:
Were you aware that I’m a star?
November 16th, 2009
I was. Here is screen grab of the dramatic conclusion of Sweet Leaf Tea’s brand film, brought to you by the fellas over at Butler Bros. Boy Howdy.
