If You Happen to be around...

Damn, it's been a while! Here are a couple of trailers for some cool films I've seen lately (I guess to make up for lost blogging):

I saw Slumdog Millionaire last night. Here's the trailer (though I think it hardly serves the movie justice, it was a fantastic film!) It's essentially a romance too which I (heart)



Here's the trailer for Fears of the Dark A B&W animated visual orgasm, spooky scary



I'm looking forward to seeing Waltz with Bashir, an animated Lebanese film and animated in a kick-ass style, aw hell, here's the trailer!



Uh! I can't wait! :)

So here's the big news everyone or anyone who managed to get through all of those previews (lol), here's the main fucking attraction if you will...I will not smoke weed in 2009. For me that is a HUGE statement considering the amount and frequency with which I smoke. I am even hoping I will make it. I mean say what you will haters, but there is such a thing as pyschological addiction to marijuana and the mind is a powerful thing. It's my coping mechanism. It is how I relax. I am irritable without it and anytime I've gone a few days (can't remember last time I've gone longer than a week stoned) sober I would experience difficulty sleeping, strange-ass dreams, funky night sweats and the fucking bitch fest of a lifetime! Hooray!

I shouldn't joke about such serious matters. Anyway I'm going to go bake some bread. For real. A Sesame Pumpkin quick Bread!

peas.

Employed at Last!

I start my new job tomorrow and can't wait. While I have enjoyed this brief sojourn from employment, I am ready for this job, which is kinda dreamy. I'm going to be working for a prestigious art institute here in San Francisco in a management capacity. I will be surrounded by artists, intellectuals and the fresh energy that students bring. I can't freaking wait!

So there you have it. Proof positive that one can go from calling your boss a racist to the job of one's dreams at an organization so very fucking different than the one I was working for before. I'm so happy!

Shoe Therapy

I'm not of the retail therapy type usually, but boy oh boy, do I love me some Ross!!! I went in to get a pair of shoes and came out with a couple, all for about $35. I thought it was a steal and I have such cute shoes betch!!!!

Here's an oldie but goodie for ol' times sake...


Anyway, I had a good reason for buying shoes. I am going to a wedding this wknd and needed a cute pair and boy did I get 'em...two of them :)

I am living on borrowed time here and every minute that my phone doesn't ring is that much more cause for anxiety...the days of splurging on two pairs of shoes will soon come to an end. I am only on day three of unemployment and lemme tell ya...it sucks! I like being busy and I am so hungry for a job in higher ed. PLEASE I hope I find one! Enough of my sniveling...it's all about the shoes betch! And remember...

JUST SAY NO TO POINTY TOE...unless you're the Wicked Witch!

Women's Power! Vagina Power!

For the past few months, I've been reading and watching films about birth, particularly modern maternity care in the US and natural birth. The movie that started it all was Ricki Lake and Abby Epstein's "The Business of Being Born" (2007) Go Ricki! Go Ricki!

Here's the trailer, it's amazing!



I must preface this all with,
1) I've never given birth or carried a pregnancy to term.
and
2) because of that I realize that until I have a child of my own, I can never fully understand the magnitude of childbirth. I feel it's like the woman said at the end of the trailer, "Nothing compares to the privilege of giving life and the responsibility of that." That is something I hold true in my heart...I mean to make a life that's a fucking trip and might as well ride the trip until the end...what's crazy is that, after reading up and all, you wonder, "Why is the United States doing things so differently than other countries?" Our births are overmedicalized. How can you labor if you aren't even allowed to move around? Or feel your legs after an epidural for that matter? The whole thing seems very counter-intuitive to me. Besides after witnessing some amazing natural/home births, it's awe-inspiring and beautiful to see women at their most powerful in a way...(this is not to say that birth defines woman, far from it, merely to point at the natural beauty and empowerment of that process)

Anyway, I gotta get to work...I can't wait to have a baby to experience it for myself. Actually, I can wait, let's give it a few years! Maybe I should find a job first!

This is my last week at the ole' cave and I am happy about it. I have two interviews at higher education institutions Thurs and Fri morns. Wish me luck everybody. I hope I knock 'em dead. I have to remember though that this is a long process and to not waste all my best shit on the first interview...

Gotta motor. Peas and Carrots. Der.


P.S. I just found the pic above online, lemme know if it's like some nazi women power shit or i dunno what...

Maria Callas and Other Just Because Downloads

has a beautiful voice and a beautiful face.

I am listening to her sing "Ave Maria," so very lovely.

I spent the morning downloading some tunes. Here's what I'm digging this morn':

Johnny Cash (I didn't download anything new, but I'm feeling very Johnny Cash-ish myself these days.


I'm still having after-glow from Obama's DNC speech. Did you catch Stevie Wonder on before? It was great! I downloaded a bunch of Stevie like "Superstition," "Overjoyed," "Part Time Lover," and "She's a Bad Mamma Jamma," among others. Man, I am SO EXCITED FOR OBAMA TO BE PRESIDENT ALREADY!!!! He HAS to win. McCain was trying to steal some of Obama's fire this week by announcing Sarah Palin as his running mate. Whatever. Fuck Sarah Palin. I am staunchly pro-choice and I hate how it's actually a boon to conserative rw christians that she carried a child w/ Down's Syndrome to term after a amniocentisis...

She is kinda cute though. See www.fish-scale.blogspot.com

Anyway, Stevie rules! Obama rules!


Let me find out Stevie was kinda a papi chuelo back in the day...

Anyway, what started the dowloading frenzy of the day was a desire to her "Last Dance" by Tom Petty.


It's a great song, along with "Roll Another Joint," "Refugee," and "Zombie Zoo." Tom Petty, I no want to petty.

Enjoy your holiday all!

OMG: Did I just do THAT?!

Today I called my boss a racist. I'm not sorry for it in the true sense (meaning, I simply said what I felt to be true), but I am sorry in the adult "gotta-suck-ass-to-get-ahead" kinda way. I'm kicking myself because I know it was a dumb thing to do, but part of me feels like I've lived out some fantasy...AND IT FEELS FUCKING GREAT! Imagine actually telling your boss the most fuck-uped shit you thought of them...makes you smile like a Cheshire Cat, right?

Anyway, it is not so good for my career that there move, but this is not the career I want to be in anyway...ay, what the fuck am I going to do? BTW, this post is by me for me. Usually I have the wherewithal to try and be witty, but this shit stinks. I basically quit and then asked fools if I could think about it over the weekend. I really want to quit. I mean, I am so fucking unhappy there. I can't stand being in that lightless box working for a Catholic organization and all that entails, FUCK THAT! It's not for me! But how am I going to pay my rent? I'll just have to find another job promto and that means I am more apt to take something I don't really care for...I dunno. I know what I instintually want to do: quit. Now, where do I go from there? I can make some meagre bucks working for my boyfriend's tutoring and copyediting business, but this will not pay the rent. Well, I have all weekend to think about it, but I feel like I've already fully exposed myself and the only thing to do is quit, otherwise I fear the head boss bitch will just a find a way to get rid of me somehow...

I guess I should explain (all names changed to protect fools): The agency, Hypocrisy and Religion, I work for has a computerized clock-in system. This was instituted about a year or so ago and has been making my work even more shitty ever since. I don't take well to be treated overtly differently than my coworkers. I prefer to work someplace where my work, rather than the time it takes for me to do it, is valued. Salaried people are paid to go above and beyond and, yet, they get to come in whenever they want and take 90 minute lunches, they don't have to be as accountable as I have to be and I don't like it. I know I've been an underling pretty much my whole career, but I've never felt that way...I'm not sure if I'm explaining myself well, but I just took what I feel was coming to me. I am this way and it's never been a problem. I simply can't have this kind of work system imposed on me. I can't feel chained to a desk, devoid of natural light, my every little second watched...anyway, I think I should stop bitching and start looking for a new job on the real because I think the conclusion is to quit and let the chips fall where they may, no?

If anyone actually read this, thanks, you are a true friend and fan. Gotta get cracking...

Get Well Soon Morgan Freeman!!!

Did you hear this? Morgan Freeman was in a car accident last night near his home in Tennessee and is in serious condition!!! Here's the dish from MSN:

Morgan Freeman in serious condition after car crash
Aug. 4, 2008, 12:40 PM EST

Oscar-winning actor Morgan Freeman was injured in a car accident late Sunday night and is in a hospital in Memphis, Tenn.

Regional Medical Center spokeswoman Kathy Stringer said Freeman, 71, is in serious condition. The hospital is about 90 miles north of the accident scene in rural Tallahatchie County in the Mississippi Delta.

Mississippi Highway Patrol spokesman Sgt. Ben Williams confirmed Freeman was in a wreck shortly before midnight Sunday, but said he was still gathering information and had few details Monday.

Clay McFerrin, editor of Sun Sentinel in Charleston, said he arrived at the accident scene on Mississippi Highway 32 soon after it happened about 4 miles west of Charleston, not far from where Freeman owns a home with his wife.

McFerrin said it appeared that Freeman's car was airborne when it left the highway and landed in a ditch.

"They had to use the jaws of life to extract him from the vehicle," McFerrin said. "He was lucid, conscious. He was talking, joking with some of the rescue workers at one point."

McFerrin said bystanders converged on the scene trying to get a glimpse of the actor.

When one person tried to snap a photo with a cell phone camera, Freeman joked, "no freebies, no freebies," McFerrin said.

The hospital where Freeman is being treated is commonly known as The Med, and is an acute-care teaching facility that serves patients within 150 miles of Memphis.


I hope he makes a speedy recovery, otherwise who will play the ol' wise characters that we love him for? Someone's gotta drive Miss Daisy!