Sunday, October 31, 2010

Morning prelude

V rides his bicycle to work every morning. He tells me the world looks different from two wheels.

This week he came home one day and said: Mira..



   (taken with his first cel phone with a little help from bach)

i can have my cake and eat it too

My birthday month celebration came to an end yesterday as we celebrated my 45 years of existance in this wonderful galaxy.

I'm a cake snob.

In most situations I'm a humble down to earth girl who buys her clothes at thrift shops and drives a 14 year old Honda. But if I'm going to eat  four million calories I want every damn one to be worth the extra pound I'm going to gain. Dammit! For the last 4 years I've been going to the fanciest bakery in the county and I buy the most expensive cake I can find. As you can see, there was some serious psychological birthday drama in my childhood so this is my therapy. I'm convinced that a trip to France's bakeries will cure me from my birthday hang ups.

                            I "accidently" tasted the frosting before cutting it.

Monday, October 25, 2010

November trip

Because its music comes from soil and water. Because its music is handmade and raw. Because the requinto and the jarana are my good companions after work. Because I always wanted to dance my pain away on a tarimba. Because Hernan Cortes arrived here in 1519 and I still haven't. Because my abuela used to dressed me up with a white skirt and a black delantalito when I was 6 years old. Because there's a home for me in its music.

The following video's quality is poor but it has soul. It is unprocessed music. It is 100% organic and local. I love it. I can't wait to step on a tarimba.

November, please come soon.

Friday, October 22, 2010

youth 101

During my second year in college ( at a university located very close to the Orange Curtain and far away from Truth) I took a tv break bewtween my exercise phisiology class and my abnormal psychology class  to watch the Challanger. We were excited for Krista McAuliffe and her space dreams.  I had big career dreams too. I was going to become a successful physical therapist, perhaps I would even work for the USC football team. As I sat down watching the challanger I learned what happens to youth's dreams.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

my birthday wish


my birthday wish
Originally uploaded by mario leko
I've been 45 years old for more than 30 hours. The world did change. I got some new skin cells and I think I heard another
of my gray hairs scream: "fuck you, L' Oreal!"

My darling husband hooked me up with the digital world and gave me a fancy cell phone for my b-day. I'm learning to text message.
Thanks, V!

(and thanks to mario leko for the photo)

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Sunday in the afternoon


                                               they went looking for seahorses

                                                  your shadow is a great companion.


Mama take this badge of me. I can't use it anymore. It's getting dark, too dark to see.


even the dog left


                                            It's been so long since I saw you.


                                                   Pelicans dream of Anacapa Island.


 girl and  sea


I said good morning to 17 pink sugar elephants, but they wouldn't speak to me.
(photo taken by V.)