i've learned that pieces hate the obvious.
sunday night. with a good weekend behind me now.
friday after work, i transitted out to surrey to meet stephen.
then out to chilliwack for show with the rest of badgentina (watch that hard g there).
the whole thing was a bit of a gong show..
but we stayed out late, ate out late, got into the city late.
saturday, only a few short hours later, coffees firmly in hand,
we drove downtown for the buffy singalong.
how fun it is amongst a community of 200 with the same appreciation.
we were surprised by the large contingent of normal people, as opposed to past years.
thai food, mosaic, gigi's pizza.
i was outside for a moment at mosaic, and matty came down to join me.
matty has endeared himself to me.
i'm not sure of whats all going on for him,
some pretty serious mental things, as a banner.
walking outside he sees me,
"bella. what are you doing with that evil cigarette in your hand"
and pulls one out to light, with a smile.
i smiled and felt love of god.
i bought the new be good tanya's cd.
but i have not listened to it yet.
i'll let you know.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
"Dolly Parton is like this beacon of peace in the world
because people who hate each other love Dolly Parton.
Rednecks love Dolly Parton.
Gay people love Dolly Parton,
but they might hate each other.
So I think Dolly Parton is like this really nice point of light
where people can converge and enjoy her
and it's a pretty magical thing that she has managed to do."
greg walloch
because people who hate each other love Dolly Parton.
Rednecks love Dolly Parton.
Gay people love Dolly Parton,
but they might hate each other.
So I think Dolly Parton is like this really nice point of light
where people can converge and enjoy her
and it's a pretty magical thing that she has managed to do."
greg walloch
Monday, October 02, 2006
"If the too obvious, too straight branches of Truth and Good
are crushed or amputated
and cannot reach the light,"
then "perhaps the whimsical, unpredictable,
and unexpected branches of Beauty
will make their way through and soar up to that very place
and in this way perform the work of all three."
Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
are crushed or amputated
and cannot reach the light,"
then "perhaps the whimsical, unpredictable,
and unexpected branches of Beauty
will make their way through and soar up to that very place
and in this way perform the work of all three."
Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn