My secret

Some people have porn
but i have People

A whole book of the easiest crossword puzzles ever.
(and ok, sometimes even these stump me)

They both said

they both said
they met me for a reason.

i agree.

it goes a little something like this

when the pupil is ready
the teacher will appear.

thank u universe.







march 1 2010: this post now dedicated to this post

I think it's funny when

people argue with each other
about whether or not
i qualify
as a red head.

i have freckles
and red hair in the sun
but brown hair otherwise.

what's funny is
people are adamant one way
or the other.

their hair-color based categorization of me
would have to change
if the other side turned out to be right.

my perspective...

i have freckles
and red hair in the sun
but brown hair otherwise

and i am a red head.

and i win.

He called her his girlfriend

but really it was just because it was easier
than saying
this girl lying next to me
who i really like but can't commit to
is having really severe abdominal pain

A revealing review of the movie UP in 3-D

Up, the movie, takes place in the air. The characters are constantly at risk of falling from heights that would kill them should their foot slip off the porch, or the balloon string finally snap from the weight.

You know that feeling you get when you see someone on TV come really close to falling or actually fall but get saved somehow? I'm talking about the feeling you have BEFORE they get saved....

Well, I've felt that feeling. And not from watching someone falling. From BEING someone falling. And I didn't get saved. Not until maybe 2 hours later anyway.

No, this picture is not me... and it's probably disturbing for you.
I won't argue with you. It is disturbing.
And it's also pretty close to what I must have looked like
to the neighbor who found me.
See January > A story I once told

I've been able to stomach seeing actors, cartoon and otherwise, at risk of such falls before. But before, it's been an isolated scene among otherwise completely unfamiliar situations. The movie Up is 2 hours of one almost-fatal-fall after another.

I saw the movie today but I haven't even been able to think about the movie yet. This heartwarming, love-for-humanity kind of movie usually leaves me feeling happy and satisfied. I want to get there, I really do. I think this post was an attempt to do that. It's not working.

I'm not over it yet... under-statement? Will I ever be able to watch people come close to falling from a fatal height? Maybe never. Maybe that's asking too much.

I don't have a positive-outlook way to end this post.

Someday.

Delicious

I wasn't going to eat dessert tonight except for the fact that
of course I was.

do what you like.
like what you do.

order dessert. eat two pieces.

surrender to the universe.

let it in. let it go.

stay open. say yes. let it happen.
let it go.

no wanting. no waiting. just letting

just letting

Still talking about MJ huh?

Latoya thinks MJ was murdered. That the doctors messed up. That someone was feeding him drugs towards the end to control him. That yes, he had a drug problem. But he recovered from it. Of course he did, Latoya. Maybe I'd try to think that too if this were my brother.

I just think "Well it worked for Anna Nicole."

Some people just have addiction problems and end up dying from them. Heath Ledger's family didn't blame everyone but him. In the media at least... what really, do I know about any of this.

Ugh... I do not miss television. This is Larry King Live airing this gossipy gossip.

I am grateful for the simplicity and focus of my non-celebrity life.

Sarah I'd like to introduce you to a little thing we call Moderation

Hi Moderation.
Nice to meet you!
I've heard good things... you and I should seriously get to know each other.
I feel like we could get a lot accomplished together.

But give me a second. I'm just going to go fill up my coffee cup again. It's only my third cup today.

But I mean it... you and me.... definitely... someday.

My choice NOT to have an iPhone

I really want one.
Reeeeeaaaaallllllllyyy want one.
Which is exactly why I don't have one (other than the fact that I'm at the beginning of another 2-year contract with Verizon).

Ok that, and because of how addicted to technology I already am.

Ask me what the hardest part of leaving my last job was.
It was handing over my laptop.

My work laptop equalled my personal laptop which equalled quite a lot, really.

Sitting in the HR manager's office on my last day filling out my exit paperwork, I started the sentence, "I really don't want to have to leave..."
She thought that was the end of my sentence so she said, "We don't want you to leave either!"

But she said that in sync with me actually finishing my sentence, "I really don't want to have to leave... My... Computer."

"Oh.. I mean... k, awkward."

Not having a laptop was the reason I started to learn how to meditate this year. It was necessary... and helpful. I thought I'd maybe take a break from the internet... use the two weeks off as a REAL two weeks OFF. Disconnected.

So yeah, I thought about that for a couple of days and then Sunday afternoon I somehow found myself at Apple pulling out my credit card. And I loooove my Apple computer laptoppy top.

Ok so see, I have an affinity for technology.

If I had an iPhone, do you think I'd ever participate in the physical world again? No.

You'd find me sitting there with my nose touching the smooth big glass screen and asking you to text message me the question you just asked me because the text feature on my phone is so cool and I'd rather my response to you make a cute little noise and show up in a bright green bubble.

So no, Sarah can NOT have an iPhone. If you see me walking towards the Apple store, distract me with a Peet's iced soy latte.

Public Service Announcement. The more you know, the more you ... I don't remember the end of this motto. But this is the end of this post.

To jump or not to jump

So we're presented with a cliff. We're at the edge of something familiar... at the edge of where we feel safe.
But you've been on this ledge for a while now... and you feel like you're missing out on l-i-v-i-n. The only way to do something different, to try something new... is to jump.
Do you?
Would you?
Could you?

Could you not?

Even if you had a parachute... which sometimes you won't... there's no guarantee it will open. There's no guarantees in anything, you know.

Only one way to find out.

Just jump.

Please note:

My friends say I have a boy sense of humor.
Translation: I'm funny.

You have to be willing to jump... you just do

If you dance around your living room
and you're not jumping even a little bit,
then you're not really dancing.
Let it loose sister.
Jump.
Let yourself.

Time is short but that's all right.

Look, here are we
On this starry night, staring into space
And I must say
I feel as small as dust lying down here
What point could there be troubling?
Head down wondering what will become of me?
Why concern we cannot see
But no reason to abandon it
Time is short but that's all right
Maybe I'll go off in the middle of the night
Take your hands from your eyes, my love
All good things must come to an end some time
But don't burn the day away
-DMB

Quoting songs on my blog... this type of blogging is more like an online journal/diary, which I didn't intend this to be. I just don't imagine lyrics are very interesting to read. But... things happen as they will. "And here are we."

I really love this song. And today, it's really resonating. Just go for it. Don't be scared just because it might not last. Because guess what, it WON'T. Enjoy it while you can.

Back in early April of this year, I was sitting on a rock above the ocean in SLO (Avila technically) and spotted the rock you see in the picture below... the song I just quoted, Pig, showed up in my mind.

"There's bad times but that's ok. Just look for the love in it."

And this small font is me full-on biting DeweyHammond's blogging style. So in case he's reading.. copyright Dewey Hammond ;-)