like autumn leaves his sense fell from him
an empty glass of himself shattered somewhere within
his thoughts like a hundred moths
trapped in a lampshade
somewhere within
their wings banging and burning
on through endless night
forever awake he lies shaking and starving
praying for someone to turn off the light
"born of a broken man", ratm
omfg kids... the flying spaghetti monster has heard my prayers! brother de la rocha has come to his senses and has decided to join bros morello, commerford and tim2k and play at least one show! yes, you read right... rage against the machine is playin the coachella music and arts fest this april!
i am so fucking stoked... wen'l never got to see them, and when i told him there was a rumor afloat that they were going to play coachella, he said if i went w/o him he'd divorce my ass. umm... it's a long drive to indio, honey. i'd want company for the trip if nothing else! *snort*
all i can say is yay!!!!
22 January 2007
blog for choice, 2007 edition
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i have a story to tell.. one that doesn't affect me personally, i suppose, but here goes:
sometime between the birth of my father in 1940 and the birth of his brother in 1949, my grandmother got pregnant. her übercontrolling husband forced her to have an abortion, which was still 30 years or so from being legal. abortionists who performed their services on the working-class woman of the 40's were not as scrupulous about certain things (like sterile operating conditions and aftercare) as they should have been, and the result was my grandma getting socked with a wicked dose of septicæmia. it almost killed her.
had they still been living out in corona, she probably would have died. they lived in long beach, and close to what was at the time a state of the art hospital, and she didn't.
i guess the story is personal. i would never have known my grandma, the only grandparent i actually got to know. my father would have been motherless from a very young age, and probably a whole lot more fucked up than he ended up being with the one parent who gave a fuck about him.
no woman, or girl, should have to go through what she went through. they should not have to risk their lives having surgery in someone's garage on pacific ave.
i have never been pregnant. i have been as diligent about contraception as is humanely possible to avoid having to make the choice to abort a pregnancy. no one ever had to tell me that what goes on inside my body is MY choice (and mine alone). it's something i just knew, and no one ever dared tell me i was wrong.
the day cannot come where those in possession of two x chromosomes do not have the choice to end a pregnancy for whatever reason they choose in a way that jeopardizes their health, their lives. if roe v wade were ever to be overturned, we would go back to the way things used to be... where if you had enough money, you flew to some less fucked up country and got a safe abortion; if you didn't, you either gave birth to a baby you didn't want, couldn't keep, or subjected yourself to the indignities my grandma had foisted upon her... indignities that almost cost her her life.
the next time she found herself in that position, she told my grandfather she'd sooner kill him than another one of her babies. may we all have the balls she did, and let it be known that we're the deciders.
sorry for the rant... but i cannot imagine a life that didn't include her.
19 January 2007
so true!
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i found this quiz @ http://konagod.blogspot.com. go check it out already!
17 January 2007
auntie bubba's shrimp n grits!
2 c water
2 c whole milk
salt and pepper, to taste
1 & one-third c stone-ground grits (forgive me, but i used bob's red mill polenta)
3 T butter
2 c shredded xtra-sharp cheddar cheese
2 lbs shrimp, peeled and deveined
6 slices bacon, chopped
4 t lemon juice
2 T chopped parsley
1 c thinly sliced scallions
1 large clove garlic, minced
bring water to a boil. add salt and pepper. slowly add grits while whisking furiously, lower heat to as low as you can and cook until liquid is absorbed, about 20 to 25 minutes. remove from heat and stir in butter and cheese.
rinse shrimp and pat dry. fry the bacon in a large skillet until browned; drain well. in grease, add shrimp. cook until shrimp turn pink. add lemon juice, chopped bacon, parsley, scallions and garlic. saute for 3 minutes.
spoon grits into a serving bowl. add shrimp mixture and mix well. serve immediately.
2 c whole milk
salt and pepper, to taste
1 & one-third c stone-ground grits (forgive me, but i used bob's red mill polenta)
3 T butter
2 c shredded xtra-sharp cheddar cheese
2 lbs shrimp, peeled and deveined
6 slices bacon, chopped
4 t lemon juice
2 T chopped parsley
1 c thinly sliced scallions
1 large clove garlic, minced
bring water to a boil. add salt and pepper. slowly add grits while whisking furiously, lower heat to as low as you can and cook until liquid is absorbed, about 20 to 25 minutes. remove from heat and stir in butter and cheese.
rinse shrimp and pat dry. fry the bacon in a large skillet until browned; drain well. in grease, add shrimp. cook until shrimp turn pink. add lemon juice, chopped bacon, parsley, scallions and garlic. saute for 3 minutes.
spoon grits into a serving bowl. add shrimp mixture and mix well. serve immediately.
08 January 2007
here's a joke for you, rudy!
my aunt sent me this email. most forwards get round-filed asap, but the subject line of this one caught my eye... Clinton, Gore and Bush
Bill Clinton, Al Gore and George W. Bush went to a fitness spa for some fun. After a stimulating, healthy lunch, all three decided to visit the men's room and they found a strange-looking gent sitting at the
entrance. He said:
"Welcome to the gentlemen's room. Be sure to check out our newest feature - a mirror that, if you look into it and say something truthful, you will be rewarded with your wish. But be warned, if you say something false, you will be sucked into the mirror to live in a void of nothingness for all eternity!
The three men quickly entered and upon finding the mirror, Bill Clinton stepped up and said, "I think I'm the most intelligent of us three," and he suddenly found the keys to a brand new Bentley in his hands.
Al Gore stepped up and said, "I think I'm the most ambitious of us three," and in an instant, he was surrounded by a pile of money to fund his next Presidential Campaign.
Excited over the possibility of having a wish come true, George W.Bush looked into the mirror and said, "I think...," and was promptly sucked into the mirror.
Bill Clinton, Al Gore and George W. Bush went to a fitness spa for some fun. After a stimulating, healthy lunch, all three decided to visit the men's room and they found a strange-looking gent sitting at the
entrance. He said:
"Welcome to the gentlemen's room. Be sure to check out our newest feature - a mirror that, if you look into it and say something truthful, you will be rewarded with your wish. But be warned, if you say something false, you will be sucked into the mirror to live in a void of nothingness for all eternity!
The three men quickly entered and upon finding the mirror, Bill Clinton stepped up and said, "I think I'm the most intelligent of us three," and he suddenly found the keys to a brand new Bentley in his hands.
Al Gore stepped up and said, "I think I'm the most ambitious of us three," and in an instant, he was surrounded by a pile of money to fund his next Presidential Campaign.
Excited over the possibility of having a wish come true, George W.Bush looked into the mirror and said, "I think...," and was promptly sucked into the mirror.
06 January 2007
i heart shopping
well, not always. but sometimes i really REALLY do.
wen'l and i had a spree today. we started out at surfas, a restaurant supply megastore over in culver city. we bought a bunch of breadmaking stuff for wen'l, and sushi rice and assorted consumables for me. plus, some handled individual gratin dishes for both of us. i think i'll make some chicken pot pies next week and break em in.
then we headed to REI over in manhattan beach. i definitely like the store in huntington beach better. wen'l needed a new bike computer. he got overcharged and got kinda bent. he fixed it all up though, and we were on our way... to a store that's mecca to me almost. that's right kids, sur la table. brand new store even. *swoon* we got some bad-ass old-fashioned glasses made by riedel, some blood orange bitters(!), a huge ice cream scoop to portion out cookie dough. and... some candy i'm almost ashamed i bought. 7 dark choklit covered gray salt caramels. that i paid $10.95 for. assorted utensils. a sushi cookbook, to go with the sushi rice i got back at surfas.
next came penzey's. i fuckin love penzey's. wen'l turned me on to em a loooooong time ago, and about 2 years ago, they finally opened a store in california. it's clear the fuck in torrance, though. so today was only the 2nd time i've been to the store. got some high-falutin salt, cocoa powder, red pepper, bay leaves, etc. right next door is a BevMo. so of course we had to hit it too. i'm glad we did. they had my absolute favorite tequila, gran centenario añejo, on sale for $42. it's normally $62. heh.
our last stop was whole foods market. what a fucking disappointment it was. there's not many of em down in my neck of the woods, so i'd never been in one. i think i'll stick with bristol farms. whole foods had new zealand green mussels. i was stoked till i noticed that most of them were open. *hurl* we didn't end up buying anything there.
now i have no idea what i'm going to do about dinner tomorrow. i'll have to watch the cookin shows tomorrow and get inspired.
part of me would kind of like to sit down with all my receipts and figure out how much we blew today. i'm not going to though, cuz i'd probably choke on my lovely hand-dipped choklit and caramel-dipped marshmallow.
wen'l and i had a spree today. we started out at surfas, a restaurant supply megastore over in culver city. we bought a bunch of breadmaking stuff for wen'l, and sushi rice and assorted consumables for me. plus, some handled individual gratin dishes for both of us. i think i'll make some chicken pot pies next week and break em in.
then we headed to REI over in manhattan beach. i definitely like the store in huntington beach better. wen'l needed a new bike computer. he got overcharged and got kinda bent. he fixed it all up though, and we were on our way... to a store that's mecca to me almost. that's right kids, sur la table. brand new store even. *swoon* we got some bad-ass old-fashioned glasses made by riedel, some blood orange bitters(!), a huge ice cream scoop to portion out cookie dough. and... some candy i'm almost ashamed i bought. 7 dark choklit covered gray salt caramels. that i paid $10.95 for. assorted utensils. a sushi cookbook, to go with the sushi rice i got back at surfas.
next came penzey's. i fuckin love penzey's. wen'l turned me on to em a loooooong time ago, and about 2 years ago, they finally opened a store in california. it's clear the fuck in torrance, though. so today was only the 2nd time i've been to the store. got some high-falutin salt, cocoa powder, red pepper, bay leaves, etc. right next door is a BevMo. so of course we had to hit it too. i'm glad we did. they had my absolute favorite tequila, gran centenario añejo, on sale for $42. it's normally $62. heh.
our last stop was whole foods market. what a fucking disappointment it was. there's not many of em down in my neck of the woods, so i'd never been in one. i think i'll stick with bristol farms. whole foods had new zealand green mussels. i was stoked till i noticed that most of them were open. *hurl* we didn't end up buying anything there.
now i have no idea what i'm going to do about dinner tomorrow. i'll have to watch the cookin shows tomorrow and get inspired.
part of me would kind of like to sit down with all my receipts and figure out how much we blew today. i'm not going to though, cuz i'd probably choke on my lovely hand-dipped choklit and caramel-dipped marshmallow.
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