if you don't know, now you know.

i found out today that my jumper is going to be featured in the new P. Diddy video on the principle dancer.
and that one of Destiny's Child bought one, as did Jlo.
Who knew I was so hip hop?

regrets, i've had a few...

lastnight.

nondescript guy sitting at bar: (something, something) aligator in flames?

me: (thinking uh, i don't make anything with flames) um...what? what's in that?

ngsab: alligator in flames, your tattoo, is that an alligator in flames?

me: oh...yeah..this? yes, yes it is. an alligator. in flames.

ngsat: wow, that's awesome!

no.
usually i get, is that a dragon, or cow, but this one takes the cake.
jesus, how much and how effective is lasor removal?
will my arm look like hamburger after?

on a different note...

lasagna, handsome as ever.

old pal

every once in a while i will think about my old dog fred who died a few years ago and my heart will ache and my chest gets tight. i never got to make it up to him what a shitty friend i was. and i know in my heart of hearts that if there is an after life, i am sure to be punished for his lonliness. i was seventeen when i got him and we were inseperable. then i went away to college and basically sentenced him to a life in backyard prison. and everytime i went home to visit, he would beg me to play with him, or to take him out like i used to. god we went everywhere together, we went to the beach a lot. he was my best friend. but i would ignore him and became annoyed at his cries. then, a couple years later i got a little dog, papi, that i had with me all the time. in the house that he was not allowed in. i hate what i did and i am truly, deeply sorry. it is probably the worst thing i have done in my life.

on and on, south of heaven

i used to like slayer

after seeing them live tonight

I LOVE SLAYER

holy fuck!
this show was nothing short of incredible.
they opened with South of Heaven (!!!!) and closed with Angel of Death.
it fucking ruled.
and to answer everyones question...

YES, it rained blood.

well... not really, but it still ruled.
i was so happy and excited that
i could not stop smiling the entire show
and during the encore i thought my face was going to break from smiles.
Sara Cake was so excited she was shaking

Ash is my hero for getting us such awesome seats and all access.

Ash is also my hero for wearing a Birdman tshirt at a Slayer show

And let me tell you, it was nutz backstage

We were drinking diet cokes like it was the end of the world.

speaking of ... the thunderstorm tonight down by long beach was breathtaking.

i said a woo woo woo

i am really starting to get into r'n'b.
spiritual r'n'b too.
wtf?
it's good though...

tonight: SLAYER.
testify.

dub will tear us apart

dancing is the best
sweaty all night punky reggae dance party is the best best
my legs are tired my belly is full and my heart is open

sweetdreams
xo,
s

many rivers to cross

Malibu at dawn

on the turning away

sleeping pumas tread lightly

hey laa, hey laa...

baby earl is back!
from two weeks in costa rica, all brown and brimming with good vibes and bug bites.

baby bolito...look at that face!

finally we are no one

it is all too easy to get wrapped up in the day to day
and the prize falls out of focus.
so much importance is put upon nothing.
either petrified to move or too quick to blindly jump.
i feel guilty for these wasted days that i will never get back,
towards the end, when i am grasping at straws.
to have pissed away so much time because i could.
is it really the little things?

if you asked me, i'd say yes

in the valley of the thundering hearts

i can hardly imagine a finer time than riding a donkey down into the grand canyon. this is my summer goal, to be carried out when it is not so hot.
of course in this fantasy, the donkey is my friend and we are traveling buddies, maybe matching accesories.
but in real life the donkey is a slave that is forced to carry stupid lazy tourists miles and miles down into the canyon in the hot hot sun.
damnit, i really wanted to do this.
oh well. i will still go but give up my dream of donkey buds.

we're running with the shadows of the night

so baby take my hand it'll be alright

day nine and....i'm done.
i quit a day early and i've got a heavy heart.
coincedence?
although i did have a great night w/ Ash, a group of heshers, and pirates.
the movie, by the way, was complete garbage. i was so excited for it too.
the young heshers ruled and Ash was the angel of metal for these kids
when he gave them four tickets to ozzfest tomorrow night cuz he wasn't gonna go.
i'll post their picture as soon as i get it.
if i go back on the fast will my heart feel light and free like it did the other day?
what, or possibley whom, am I missing?
xo,
s

my love is your love

Day 7 and I feel great.
My mind is clear and awake and happy and alive.
Still I would not mind a piece of tomato/basil/garlic pizza f/ pizza buona in my mouth right now.
Or a veggie riblet, or a bün noodle bowl f/ pho cafe, or a seitan wrap w/ potatos f/ green leaves...



Downtown LA. Fire escape in my contractors building f/ my camera phone. 11th floor, it's scary up there.

nuh uh

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Vul'indela

day 5.
my mind feels great and alert. in fact yesterday i was up till 3am because i just had all this energy.
my body however had a different idea.
still achy and tired. it was hard to sleep b/c my lower back hurt SO bad. maybe my kidneys?
i wonder if this is what it's like to be old or sick, where your mind is alert but a prisoner in your body.
perhaps i'm being a bit dramatic.
but i am at the bar for the next 3 nights which might prove hard on my body, it usually does.

on a lighter note...
i just got confirmation that my elephant jumper will be in the september
issue of lucky magazine, out in august! thanks to alisa @ aero&co, who has been amazing to me!
also, it's on the mannaquin in the window at Diavolina, my dream store. one of them.
yippee! i'm so happy.

love me tender

day 3 master cleanse.
i feel like shit.
my legs hurt, my lower back, my head. oh my head.
i can handle the body aches, but not the head aches.
I think it's cause I played capture the flag lastnight?
i was supposed to drop off hang tags for my Diavolina order today
but can move. I was also supposed to drop off my Sirens & Sailors order but can't move.
the heat in my non a/c house is not helping.
today is supposed to be the worst. i just need to get over this hump and i'm good.
i hope.
did i mention that my fasting partner bowed out on me today?
i need some tlc.

2 down, 10 to go

This is Pierre. He is visiting for a few days. I love coming home to a puppy attack.
So, it's the end of day two of my fast. I just played midnight capture the flag at Griffith park and I'm still alive.
I didn't think I would have the energy to run around for hour or so but I did and it was massively fun.
The only qualm I have so far is that the lemon juice is making my teeth super sensitive. Also making my teeth sensitive is when they met Jerermy's shoulder as I was tagging him to jail.
I can honestly say that I'm not really hungry and it's only at night that I start to feel weird, ie. headaches, the need to chew, to taste.
Supposely days two and three are the worst and after that it's smooth sailing. hmmm...