Home Sweet Home

Ending my Houston sojourn only to begin my New Orleans sojourn, I find myself once again a bit disoreinted and exhausted. The weather was ferocious to say the least; the clouds were hemoraging large amounts of water they no longer wanted, and the majority of the torrential downfall made its way into the leak in the moonroof of my Jeep. Luckily, the '92 Jeep Cherooke Laredo is the most rugged vehicle ever constructed by mere humans and it delivered me safely to 1014 Charlie Drive. At least I didn't have to pull over several times to "put water in my hair" (I've been known to make up to 4 stops on the drive home to carefully dishevel my hair...also, I've been known to put generous amounts of gel in it before going to sleep).

The thick, onimous canopy (it was black as pitch I dare say!) that forbade sunlight broke for a sum total of 24 seconds today. During that fleeting instant I quickly found my shadow and proceeded to have a 23 second conversation with it in the third person. In fact, I consider shadows to be very important; a sort of photographic negative if you will. Indeed, we are on a first name basis (Baudelaire if you're wondering) and we discussed the upcoming Ukranian elections (aside from the term perestroika my Russian is terrible... thanks for nothing Dostoyevski!). I'm a firm believer that you should be on a first name basis with...
a)your shadow (obviously)
b)your hairdresser
c)the little men who always manage to steal a sock from the dryer
d)the little men in your computer who are so intent on making your life miserable
e)the person you used to be

Excitedly, I made my way to Best Buy tonight to pick up a copy of Jeff Buckley's Grace. It's being rereleased (10 year anniversary) and mother and I just watched the DVD documentary, which was hit and miss. Also, I've embarked upon a Classical Music leisure learning course; I bought a 3CD set with the 100 most classic classical (thank you, thank you) masterpieces. Right now I'm jamming out hard to Dance of the Swans by Tchaikovsky. That guy really knew how to let it all hang out!

Tonight will mark the fifth (different) bed I've slept in during the past week. Of course it is my bed, which makes all the difference.

*Some new Christmas Party pics are up...(thanks Corrie!)

Visual snipits of the day:

Started here around 8am...


Ended here around 3pm


And made it there with the help of coffee and a few friends...


Could've sworn I heard you say amen this morning,
did it fall from your lips without warning...


Cars and phones and diamond rings, bling bling
those are just removable things
What about your mind does it shine, are there
things that concern you more than your time?


Calcutta streams from porchlife where we opened up our party gifts,
you fell down the stairs on purpose
Find out about the music is the CD changer upside down, I'd really
like to fill you with dinner