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Well, I’m off to sunny San Diego for a much needed vacation tomorrow. Will be visiting with the family, which is always wonderful. Don’t forget…KittyKind is having its Extra Special Cats Event this weekend…pass the word!!!
Here is my newly finished painting, Mufasa and Simba from the Lion King, “Dad we’re pals, right?”. Watercolor, 2009.
"Dad, we're pals, right?"
I’ve discovered a great new website called LibraryThing, thanks to my friend Cindy. Its basically a community of people and everything in the world of books. You have a profile, can keep a library of your books, can share with friends, get recommendations, view book events in your area…and a million other things I have yet to figure out!! I’m super stoked because I’ve been having trouble A. Remembering what the heck I’ve read and B. Deciding what the heck to read next. So check it out…and if you join, you can be my friend too 
Love will prevail. Following is a link to a beautiful, thought provoking video that has been made as part of the “Don’t Divorce…” Campaign. This is in reference to The State Supreme Court to hear oral arguments on March 5, 2009 and will then make a decision within 90 days of the validity of Prop 8 and roughly 18,000 marriages. Please watch the video and sign the petition.
Sometimes you have friends that come into your life for a short period of time, but make a life long impression on you. Montana was one of those people for me. Montana and I met working at the movie theater. She was younger than me, and from a very Mormon family. When we met she was herself a practicing Mormon…though she knew there was more to life, more to being, than what the religion taught. We became fast friends, it was an instant bond. We laughed endlessly and had a ridiculous good time together.
Montana was anxious to get out of her house, so she moved in with Kelsey and I. Kelsey was to be moving out in a couple of months…heading off to live in NYC, so I was in need of a roommate anyhow. Montana totally fit the bill. She gradually moved away from her Mormonism to realize that there was so much more to her than that. Over the course of just about two years…we were inseparable.
Coming from the background she had, Montana taught me a lot about myself. In discussing life, love, and the prospects of the earth…she really helped me to realize what my own beliefs were. She influenced me greatly in how I live my life today, how I came into my own. By the time I left Durango to move to NYC myself, Montana and I were growing apart. We had been friends in transition from one part of our lives to another. We are both completely different individuals now than we were when we met…but we made that journey together, and I will never forget her and the times we had. The following pictures are just a tiny glimpse into some of our adventures together. Love you forever Montana!!
Montana- Aug 2005
Montana & Janette- gettin funky
all the gals- Montana, Janette, Jenny, Kelsey, & Marie
White Trash- Halloween 2003
good friends- Janette, Jenny, & Montana
wrestling match
new years eve- 2003
Kelsey, Janette, & Montana- Callie & Ben's Wedding
yummy jello
tubin down the animas
Rocky Horror Halloween- Montana, Timmy, & Janette- 2004
Montana, Jon, Janette, & Mama- Thanksgiving 2004
Michael, Montana, Ashley, & Jeffrey
good times
Do you ever see people that just absolutely make you smile? It doesn’t happen very often, but sometimes, there are people that hold this happinessaround them, this wonderful glow that you just cannot help but smile when you see them. Well, I just saw one.
I’ll call him Mr. Lunch Man. I left work to get some lunch andon the way down the elevator Mr. Lunch Man gets on, he is a bit older, stoutly, with a cane, a puffy jacket, and a happy smile. One of the annoying ladies from the office next to mine’s phone rings andshe does a little dance to it, he laughs. My heart is smiling. When the door opens, he lets all 4 women get off first…so cute!! I tipped my head to him, I hope he noticed. I always try to acknowledge a courtesy done for me.
I’m smiling already, then when my co-worker Meghan and I are waiting for the elevator Mr. Lunch Man meets us there. “Oh, were is Subway located” he says, full of enthusiasm. “It’s on 47th between 3rd and Lex, not far.” says Meghan. “Oh, I’m new to the area, only been here a couple of weeks…trying out all these joints, I got something off the cart on 47th and 2nd, we shall see how it is!” Oh, I wanted to squeeze him.
You really never know when you are going to run into some very cool people. Life just throws them at you at the most random of times. Its a good reminder to keep your eyes and your heart open so that you don’t pass the good ones by. Thank you Mr. Lunch Man. Thank you for making me smile, and frankly, making my day thus far
I’m sure I am not the only person who does this…in fact, I know I’m not…because I watch people do it all the time. Anyway…do you ever come across someone who is so inconsiderate that it just makes your blood boil? When you commute with millions of people every day…its bound to happen. Well, this lady really irked me last night, but sadly…I enjoyed the whole episode.
I’m walking to the subway on 53/3 and this tiny woman keeps dashing in and out of people, speeding up and slowing down. I’m thinking…stupid tiny mongrel, get to where you are going already so you are out of the way of us normal folk. She disappears.
So I get to the subway…make my way down to the platform, its a little more crowded than usual, but not bad. I have a very particular spot I like to stand in while I’m waiting for the train. I have one in every station that I go to, that perfect spot. It usually ensures that I am in the best spot to 1. Avoid as many people as possible while awaiting the train. 2. Avoid as many people as possible while on the train. 3. Be in the best spot to get out of the train while ahead of the crowds, to avoid as many people as possible. Yes, my ultimate goal is to avoid as many people as possible while getting where I’m going quick like lightning (I walk very fast).
Anyway, back to the platform, there were a few more people than usual in my perfect spot, but not that many. So I’m waiting and along comes the tiny woman. Where does she decide to stand? RIGHT in front of me… I could smell the stench coming off of her hair, that is how close her head was to my nose. Not kidding. She could have stood 1ft in front of me, 1ft to either side of me, 1ft behind me…and it would have been ok, still close, but bearable. But no…tiny woman insists on standing RIGHT in front of me, with foul hair. Needless to say, I’m pissed…psycho tiny woman is clogging my nostrils with her funk. I think about it…what is the best maneuver at this stage? Low and behold, I didn’t have to think long…the E train comes…I’m hoping its her train, but no, I’m not that lucky.
One of the reasons this particular spot is so perfect is because it is the best spot to be 1st in line for the door of the V train but out of the way of the door on the E train, well, tiny woman was in the way of the E train…so she has no choice but to move, and of course, she couldn’t avoid my foot in the process. She gets shoulder checked a few times…I giggle.
Now, here is where I should have let it go…but I couldn’t, sometimes I just cannot resist making a fool out of people. The E train leaves, she gets a hold of herself, I step right in front of her. “Harrumph” she says. I giggle. The V train is on its way, now since I stepped in front of her after her debacle I’m no longer in the perfect spot…but I’m closer than she is. The funnier part to me, is that she thinks she is in the perfect spot because that is where the E train door opened…so she steps to the right of me, an inch away, my shoulder to the top of tiny woman’s squalid hair. The V train arrives and the door passes her and stops perfectly to the left of me, I turn so that my back is now facing her, and I’m in the perfect location again so that I can let the others off the train and be the first on…she says “Harrumph”. Give it up tiny smelly haired woman, today…I won.
