Monday, June 23, 2008

if i knew daisies smelled like shit i wouldn't have brought them in the house in the first place

So last week, before we went away to centralia for a couple of days; for fathers day (will speak more on this topic later with photos) we went out one night and cut a bunch of daisies and brought them into the house.
after returning from trip i would catch a nose glimpse of shit, or for polite company fecal matter.
so i would snif around and wonder if talula had shat one out somewhere in secret. but then my nose rose to the table and the lovely daisy blooms.
and wow they stunk of shit.
feces. so out they went beautiful or not i do not want to invite any more shit into this house then what already comes in and how many levels does that work on?
this is not a poo palace.
so no more daisies but i always wanted that pacth of daisies and sunflowers and well gosh would that stink.
so tim had to work late today - we had a pretty full one ourselves walking, gardening, sushi for lunch with nana and jaja and without but a thought to jaimie lynn spears and her teen baby.
well til the tv told me to think about it.
i am thirsty i will sort photos and centralia chat at a later point.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

some things dont change and some do

good morning one and all.
talula is a grump this morning. she already said she doesnt like me and wants daddy and we havent hit 9 am. it is another grey one today and looks suspicously like a chance of rain.
the mexican ladies who clean the landladies place are upstairs - or maybe i am hearing things.
we have handy manny on tv and it is first tv we have watched in awhile.
it has been mostly get up and go this week.
which is nice. i am thinking of exploring a place called burien today which is meant to be a hot bed of charity shops.
we hit a good one out in shoreline this week for first time and it was this hot bed of rich fruitfullness!
i feel so fruity with found stuff at charity shops this week.
so hillary is dropping out on saturday and pluggging into the obama endorsement.
all i have to say is fuck.
i was hoping to welcome the new age -
hillary as president poss obama as vice.
but as a woman and well really the two is them arent that much different-really they aren t we are arguing semantics with their differentials.
i find his words huge and vacuous and its great he 's inspiring but the change mantra well look at what a poresident can do - i mean when he follows the constitution not like the bush meister who does what he likes.
so as a woman i found hillary inspiring and i wnated to to harken a new age that maybe the equal rights amendment would be welcomed to the other amendments - as it was began in 1923... but no obama will hopefully win and harken a new age for race relations but women can go back to the kitchen..
go back women and make soem more buns you silly women.
if he doesnt however chose her as his running mate i am gonna have a real hard time voting for him- a rela hard time-
i dont know what it is- he is whiter then i am -
really he is...
but his words are so big and hollow - i know all politicians are filled with big hollow words...
i was just hoping things were gonna change for us....
for me , my daughter my excellent girlfriends - who are more impacting and delightful in this world then the men....
give me a bow and arrow and something to scalp with i am going amazonian.
politics has never made me cry til now and now i cant stop...
what the hell?