Sunday, December 10, 2006
Cypress Trees
Cypress, the Faithfulness - Strong, muscular, adaptable, takes what life has to give, happy, content, optimistic, needs enough money and acknowledgment, hates loneliness, passionate lover which cannot be satisfied, faithful, quick-tempered, unruly, pedantic and careless.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
liberality

DANA is a Pali word that can be translated as giving, generosity, charity, and liberality. It occupies an important part in the Buddha's teaching, which is often formulated under three headings - dana, sila, bhavana (giving, morality,
meditation or mental cultivation).
Buddhists should take heed and cultivate a good spirit of dana.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Little Fluffy Clouds
What were the skies like when u were young?
They went on for ever and they when I we lived in Arizona and the skies
always had little fluffy clouds and err.. they were long and clear and there
were lots of stars, at night.
And errr when it rain it would all turn, it, they were beautiful, the most
beautiful skies as a matter of fact, the sunsets were purple and red and
yellow and on fire and the clouds would catch the colours everywhere,
thats, its neat because I used to look at them all the time when i was
little. You don't see that.
Little fluffy clouds and little fluffy clouds and
lililillilililililillililililililili little fluffy clouds and little fluffy
clouds and lililililililililililililililililililili
What were skies like when you were young?
They went on for ever and they when I we lived in Arizona and the skies
always had little fluffy clouds and err.. they were long and clear and there
were lots of stars, at night.
And errr when it rain it would all turn, it, they were beautiful, the most
beautiful skies as a matter of fact, errr the sunsets were the sunsets were
purple and red and yellow and on fire and the clouds would catch the
colours everywhere, thats, its neat because I used to look at them all the
time when i was little. You don't see that.
little fluffy clouds and little fluffy clouds and
lililililililililililililililililililililili little fuffy clouds and little
fluffy clouds and lililililililililililililililililililili
when I we lived in Arizona and the skies always had little fluffy clouds and
err.. they were long and clear and there were lots of stars, at night.
And errr when it rain it would all turn, it, they were beautiful, the most
beautiful skies as a matter of fact the sunsets were the sunsets were purple
and red and yellow and were on fire and the clouds would catch the colours
everywhere, thats, its neat because I used to look at them all the time when
i was little. You don't see that, you might still see them in the desert.
The most beautiful skies as a matter of fact
purple and red
purple and red and yellow and on fire
lyrics by -- The Orb
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Monday, December 04, 2006
Saturday, December 02, 2006
long roads

I have walked that long road to freedom. I have tried not to falter; I have made missteps along the way. But I have discovered the secret that after climbing a great hill, one only finds that there are more hills to climb. I have taken a moment here to rest, to steal a view of the glorious vista that surrounds me, to look back on the distance I have come. But I can rest only for a moment, for with freedom come responsibilities, and I dare not linger, for my long walk is not yet ended. -- Nelson Mandela
Friday, December 01, 2006
afraid
Now I often talk of my heart
How can I turn to the dark
And the swaying silence
I see, there's nothing I can hold on to
You can't breathe if I hold you tight
You can't breathe if I hold you tight
Dont be afraid of letting go
Dont be afraid of letting go
Not of anything, Not of anyone
All alone here with my demons
Am I ready to move on
To a person or place
Alone away from here
And I miss you
And I loose you
And I found you
I choose to follow my heart
Dont be afraid of letting go
Dont be afraid of letting go
Not of anything, Not of anyone
Not of anything, Not of anyone
lyrics by -- Nitin Sawhney
How can I turn to the dark
And the swaying silence
I see, there's nothing I can hold on to
You can't breathe if I hold you tight
You can't breathe if I hold you tight
Dont be afraid of letting go
Dont be afraid of letting go
Not of anything, Not of anyone
All alone here with my demons
Am I ready to move on
To a person or place
Alone away from here
And I miss you
And I loose you
And I found you
I choose to follow my heart
Dont be afraid of letting go
Dont be afraid of letting go
Not of anything, Not of anyone
Not of anything, Not of anyone
lyrics by -- Nitin Sawhney
Thursday, November 30, 2006
but I am efficient
There is nothing so useless as doing efficiently that which should not be done at all. -- Peter Drucker
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
18 degrees

As I bask in the sunlight, tanning myself this past weekend, I soaked up every second of warmth. I knew my home would be chilly and precipitation was possible. My trusty Amiga departed the desert valley at sundown & minimal sunlight was left. The clouds were already forming overhead & I knew that meant real weather had moved into my mountain community, some 300 miles away.
A hot satisfying dinner awaited at Olancha's Ranch House Cafe, where I aired up my tires back to 30 psi. Fellow campers exchanged stories of fuel shortages & helpful strangers. Across the Mojave desert & up the hill I drove, arriving home late in the night. As the first snows of the season landed on my patio, I wonderd if the winds were bad in the desert that I called my home.
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
healed

Saline was as magical as ever. My 3rd time was a charm. The unusual Thanksgiving was spent at a potluck picnic, on a green grassy lawn, under the russling palms, quite far from any electricity or paved road.
I ventured solo into the desert to soak my soul & feel the warmth of the loving sun. The remote destination was crowded with only the coolest campers in Death Valley.
Friday, November 24, 2006
Thursday, November 23, 2006
shiningargos
A man with a hundred eyes...glistening, existing in my small town.
Are those tears I see?
Are those tears I see?
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Monday, November 20, 2006
my 3rd Taurus
The boy Taurians are strangely attracted to me, DanaMite, the wild Aquarian girl. What certain characteristics peak their interest in me, inevitably these differences pull us apart. I initially dig them for their strong nature & 'geek factor' - but all fails in the end. Esp. in the bedroom, or perhaps the clothing optional hot springs.
Taurus & Aquarius Attractions
This is an unusual combination and the association isn’t likely to last long. Taurus is fixed earth and Aquarius is fixed air. The two signs form a natural square between them, signaling challenges and conflict. Aquarius tends to be very social, easy going and willing to try everything at least once. Taurus, on the other hand, are very sentimental and form emotional attachments to things, feelings and people. Read: they do not like change and usually hate trying anything new. Unless this couple has very compatible moon signs and other factors in their charts together, the combination is very unlikely to last long.
Taurus & Aquarius Attractions
This is an unusual combination and the association isn’t likely to last long. Taurus is fixed earth and Aquarius is fixed air. The two signs form a natural square between them, signaling challenges and conflict. Aquarius tends to be very social, easy going and willing to try everything at least once. Taurus, on the other hand, are very sentimental and form emotional attachments to things, feelings and people. Read: they do not like change and usually hate trying anything new. Unless this couple has very compatible moon signs and other factors in their charts together, the combination is very unlikely to last long.
Sunday, November 19, 2006
For All The Wrong Reasons
Well I wanted you
I wanted no one else
I thought it through
I got you to myself
You got off
Every time you got on to me
I got caught up
In favorable slavery
Was it wrong? Was it wrong?
I guess it wasn't really right
I guess it wasn't meant to be
It didn't matter what they said
'Cause we were good in bed
I guess I stuck around so I could watch us fight
for all the wrong reasons
No, it didn't matter what I tried
It's just a little hard to leave
When you're going down on me
I guess I stuck around so I could watch us fight
for all the wrong reasons
Well you know my friends
Well they know your enemies
I'd pretend
Not to hear what they said to me
'Cause I got off
Every time you got on to me
Was it wrong
To go along with insanity?
Was it wrong? Was it wrong?
I guess it wasn't what I wanted
Wasn't really what I thought
Thought it was the day I got
I want it all to go away
lyrics by --- Nickelback
I wanted no one else
I thought it through
I got you to myself
You got off
Every time you got on to me
I got caught up
In favorable slavery
Was it wrong? Was it wrong?
I guess it wasn't really right
I guess it wasn't meant to be
It didn't matter what they said
'Cause we were good in bed
I guess I stuck around so I could watch us fight
for all the wrong reasons
No, it didn't matter what I tried
It's just a little hard to leave
When you're going down on me
I guess I stuck around so I could watch us fight
for all the wrong reasons
Well you know my friends
Well they know your enemies
I'd pretend
Not to hear what they said to me
'Cause I got off
Every time you got on to me
Was it wrong
To go along with insanity?
Was it wrong? Was it wrong?
I guess it wasn't what I wanted
Wasn't really what I thought
Thought it was the day I got
I want it all to go away
lyrics by --- Nickelback
Friday, November 17, 2006
H2o Hottie, Where are you?
| You Should Be With a Water Sign! |
Your best match is a Cancer, Scorpio, or Pisces Why? You crave intimacy and connection in your relationship And while most guys can't open up enough for you, a Water Sign can Not that you're whole relationship will be soul gazing A Water Sign matches your goofy sense of humor - and desire to help others. |
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
dream of you
i've been here all the time
as far as i know doing right
i've always waited for the moment
that you would come through my door
but this brought loneliness so far
i lay my hand onto my heart
is this the life i want to live?
is this the dream i had of you?
the dream i had of you
now i'm standing here alone
waiting on my own
for something that will fill the emptiness
inside the moment that you mind
but this is loneliness i know
i lay my hand onto my soul
is this what life has got to give?
is this the dream i had of you?
the dream i had of you..
lyrics by -- schiller mit heppner
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Monday, November 13, 2006
good for the soul
Rambling is good for the soul.
Confession is good for the soul.
Gossip is good for the soul.
Poetry is good for the soul.
A little searching is good for the soul.
Change is good for the soul.
Capitalism is good for the soul.
Implementation is good for the soul.
Merlot is good for the soul.
Laughing is good for the soul.
Self-analysis is good for the soul.
Digging a hole is good for the soul.
Music is good for the soul.
Sleep deprivation is good for the soul.
Transparency is good for the soul.
Green is good for the soul.
Truly suffering is good for the soul.
Sunday, November 12, 2006
complaint box

Isn't it odd....how so many empty souls complain about their lives constantly? Listening to them makes me laugh out loud. Everyday, it seems to be a new drama in their world. Maybe they learn it from the Tell-A-Vision? A bitter outlook, on just about everything -- from the neighbors, to politics, to religion, to minorities, to rich folks, their old cars, their current situation, location, home, or their work (or lack there of).
When these kinda freaks enter my life (which luckily is few & far between), I tend to shut them down right away. Tell them to stop their whining & do something about their pathetic existence. Why spend time with these morons, who couldn't pull themsleves outta a trench even if they wanted to? Don't waste my time & I won't waste yours.
My solution: Go outside more, visit nature & appreciate the world you live in. When indoors, make the most of your time by working on stuff you enjoy, reading, expanding your body & mind, or entertaining with good friends.
And remember, EVERYTHING in moderation, even complaints.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
a 10 year mission
"When you discover your mission, you will feel its demand. It will fill you with enthusiasm and a burning desire to get to work on it." -- W. Clement Stone
Friday, November 10, 2006
the master plan
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Do what you must
There is an idea running through your head that is asking you to slow down and take things once step at a time. The internal dialogue could drive you crazy if you are not careful. The most important thing for you to do at this time is to simply follow your heart. Do what you love to do.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Monday, November 06, 2006
Fat Chicks
The dark shame in every guys past. We've all made the mistake.
"Dude, I cant believe you fucked a fat chick."
"Fuck you, you've done it before"
"Oh yeah"
"Dude, I cant believe you fucked a fat chick."
"Fuck you, you've done it before"
"Oh yeah"
Saturday, November 04, 2006
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Autumn
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
All Hallows Eve
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
driving force
Sunday, October 29, 2006
decry
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
resilient
How to Get Happy, instruction to help you become more resilient, the first skill for joyful living. Journey through The Golden Door, and enter a world of personal well-being - with the perfect balance of mind, body, and spirit.
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Monday, October 23, 2006
my meadow, your forest
you set me up to see me fall
you set me up to see it all
come crashing down, around your town
now we all strut by wearing our frown
why be so blue, what happened to you?
bitchin & complaining, hating god only knows who
the horror, confusion & breaking, so tall
you always just wanted me to feel small
you set me up to see me fall
you set me up to have a ball
a long, long journey to this paradise
my meadow, your forest, plan to compromise
you set me up to see it all
come crashing down, around your town
now we all strut by wearing our frown
why be so blue, what happened to you?
bitchin & complaining, hating god only knows who
the horror, confusion & breaking, so tall
you always just wanted me to feel small
you set me up to see me fall
you set me up to have a ball
a long, long journey to this paradise
my meadow, your forest, plan to compromise
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Saturday, October 21, 2006
Friday, October 20, 2006
Wishing It Was
Beauty and grace is what touches me most
Good times can put me in fear
I always feel safe when things are bad
So I cannot let you come near
It seems that I thrive on the dark side of things
I always feel alive when the death bell rings
Now you have come and bring out the tears in me
Pain never makes me cry, but happiness does
It's so strange to watch my life go by
Wishing it was
Wishing it was more like a fantasy
Where every day surprises me
Wishing it was
This feeling won't last cause I cannot survive
I tell you I've been here before
When it's movin this fast
It's a matter of time
One of us walks out that door
It seems that I thrive on the dark side of things
I always feel alive when the death bell rings
Now you come and you bring out the tears in me
Give this some thought
And I'm sure you will know
This is the way it must be
Emotions will rise, emotions will flow
You bring out the tears in me
It's so strange to watch your life walk and where everyday
I've been burning the candle at both ends
And lied the truth I can't pretend
This is why I will not stay baby
Just like that I'm on my way
lyrics by --- Santana
Good times can put me in fear
I always feel safe when things are bad
So I cannot let you come near
It seems that I thrive on the dark side of things
I always feel alive when the death bell rings
Now you have come and bring out the tears in me
Pain never makes me cry, but happiness does
It's so strange to watch my life go by
Wishing it was
Wishing it was more like a fantasy
Where every day surprises me
Wishing it was
This feeling won't last cause I cannot survive
I tell you I've been here before
When it's movin this fast
It's a matter of time
One of us walks out that door
It seems that I thrive on the dark side of things
I always feel alive when the death bell rings
Now you come and you bring out the tears in me
Give this some thought
And I'm sure you will know
This is the way it must be
Emotions will rise, emotions will flow
You bring out the tears in me
It's so strange to watch your life walk and where everyday
I've been burning the candle at both ends
And lied the truth I can't pretend
This is why I will not stay baby
Just like that I'm on my way
lyrics by --- Santana
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Badman

Heard every word that was said that night
When the light of the world put the world to right
Well here's to the boys back in 628
Where an ear to the wall was a twist of fate
I will shine a blinding light
Through those hearts as black as night
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But as least the seeds of love will be sown
Now once in a while when I feel no shame
I get down on my knees and I pray for rain
And though the breeze blows gently while I state my case
There'll be certain men waiting just to scratch my face
Hand on my heart I will make a stand
For the life and the times of the mirrorman
In my head there is a mirror
When I've been bad, I've been wrong
Food for the saints that are quick to judge me
Hope for a Badman
This is the Badman's Song
Guilt in the frame of the looking-glass
Puts a shine on the mind where reflections pass
Where the jigsaw pieces of a broken man
Try and fit themselves together again
Lies in disguise in the name of trust
Put your head in the sand it will turn to dust
What's your problem ? What's your curse ?
Won't it make the matter worse ?
In my head...
And they say faith can move move mountains
Fire can cleanse your soul
Faith can move mountains
But mind over matter won't you stop all your chatter - No!
I heard every word that was said that night
When the light of the world put the world to right
When I hear soft whispers at the break of day
(I'm in trouble every step of the way)
Sweet talking boys who can do no wrong
When the stories are tall as the day is long
With such a thin drawn between friend and foe
Lord help me now and bless my soul
Look at yourself - See how you lie
Your hands start shaking and you don't know why
Look at yourself - See how you lie
Your hands start shaking and you don't know why
Well there's food for the saints that are quick to judge me
Hope for a Badman...
lyrics by --- Tears for Fears
Monday, October 16, 2006
Jizo
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Mode - Mohd - Mohde
mode [mohd]
– noun
1. a manner of acting or doing; method; way
2. a particular type or form of something
3. a designated condition or status, as for performing a task or responding to a problem
4. Philosophy.
5. Logic.
6. Music.
7. Grammar.
8. Statistics.
9. Petrography.
10. Physics.
[Origin: 1250–1300; ME mod(e) (< OF) < L modus measured amount, limit, manner, kind, tone]
– noun
1. a manner of acting or doing; method; way
2. a particular type or form of something
3. a designated condition or status, as for performing a task or responding to a problem
4. Philosophy.
5. Logic.
6. Music.
7. Grammar.
8. Statistics.
9. Petrography.
10. Physics.
[Origin: 1250–1300; ME mod(e) (< OF) < L modus measured amount, limit, manner, kind, tone]
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Miss Popular
How do you work out the conflicts inherent in being so popular? Only you can figure it out.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Dirty Little Secret

If I had the chance love
I would not hesitate
To tell you all things I never said before
Don't tell me it's too late
'Cause I've relied on my illusions to keep me warm at night
and i've denied in my capacity to love
but I am willing to give up this fight
Been up all night drinking to drown my sorrows down
But nothing seems to help me since you went away
I'm so tired of this town where every tongue is wagging
When every back is turned
They're telling secrets that should never be revealed
There's nothing to be gained from this but disaster
Here's a good one
Did you hear about my friend
He's embarrassed to be seen now
'cause we all know, all know his sins
If I had the chance love
You know I would not hesitate
To tell you all things I never said before
Don't tell me it's too late
'cause I've relied on my illusions to keep me warm at night
and I've denied in my capacity to love
But I am willing to give up this fight
Oh I am willing to give up this fight
lyrics by --- Sarah McLachlan
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Hearth Stone
Aquarius: Home is where the heart is, which shocks you. After all, you're the epitome of a free spirit, and you're never more comfortable than when you're wandering. However, even you need a home base.
Thanks! I knew that.
Monday, October 09, 2006
Friday, October 06, 2006
Into Ether
Babble
synth rock arranging
electronica influences
new age influences
a vocal-centric aesthetic
minor key tonality
use of the wah wah pedal
unusual vocal sounds
prominent percussion
synth rock arranging
electronica influences
new age influences
a vocal-centric aesthetic
minor key tonality
use of the wah wah pedal
unusual vocal sounds
prominent percussion
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
mood
mood [mood]
– noun
1. a state or quality of feeling at a particular time: What's the boss' mood today?
2. a distinctive emotional quality or character: The mood of the music was almost funereal.
3. a prevailing emotional tone or general attitude: the country's mood.
4. a frame of mind disposed or receptive, as to some activity or thing: I'm not in the mood to see a movie.
5. a state of sullenness, gloom, or bad temper.
[Origin: bef. 900; ME; OE mōd mind, spirit; courage; c. G Mut, Goth mōths courage, ON mōthr anger]
– noun
1. a state or quality of feeling at a particular time: What's the boss' mood today?
2. a distinctive emotional quality or character: The mood of the music was almost funereal.
3. a prevailing emotional tone or general attitude: the country's mood.
4. a frame of mind disposed or receptive, as to some activity or thing: I'm not in the mood to see a movie.
5. a state of sullenness, gloom, or bad temper.
[Origin: bef. 900; ME; OE mōd mind, spirit; courage; c. G Mut, Goth mōths courage, ON mōthr anger]
Monday, October 02, 2006
Swords

Danger, in every corner.
I have become pure water.
I can identify.
I close my eyes.
I wear my sword at my side
I wear my sword at my side
Cleanse me.
Deep in the fire.
I have become pure water.
I wear my sword at my side
I wear my sword at my side
I have become pure water
I have become pure water
lyrics by --- Leftfield
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Damn Day
A wildfire evacuation kinda puts a kink in your work week.
Map sales sure did pick up tho!
It rained today, so I hope this damn Day Fire is over now.
Map sales sure did pick up tho!
It rained today, so I hope this damn Day Fire is over now.
Friday, September 29, 2006
100' clearance
What's 100 feet worth?
Your personal space, your life. Your sacred ground.
No trees? No nature in my backyard....
What about my privacy?
Exposed.
Should we renegociate this distance based on our rural surroundings?
Due to the limited post office hours? Due to your fragile mind.
Yes, 100 feet of clearance is now California State Law.
Your personal space, your life. Your sacred ground.
No trees? No nature in my backyard....
What about my privacy?
Exposed.
Should we renegociate this distance based on our rural surroundings?
Due to the limited post office hours? Due to your fragile mind.
Yes, 100 feet of clearance is now California State Law.
Defensible Space

Allow me to introduce myself
I am Dana, lil Missy Mite
Don't knock too much
Or I'll put up a fight
Big fire coming over the hill
So what, just come overn chill
Evacuate please, go, run, hurry, scurry
Nope! It's over 4 miles away.
We have information.
Countn on high speed & satellites.
And all the delights
Defensible space
Breathing room
it's what I like
Just say no to rabbit-brush
Monday, September 25, 2006
Cruel
so don't give me respect
don't give me a piece of your preciousness
flaunt all she's got in our old neighborhood
I'm sure she'll make a few friends
even the rain bows down let us pray
as you cock cock cock your mane
no cigarettes only peeled HAVANAS for you
I can be cruel
I don't know why
Why can't my balloon stay up
in a perfectly windy sky
I can be cruel
I don't know why
dance with the Sufi's
celebrate your top ten in the charts of pain
lover brother bogenvilla
my vine twists around your need
even the rain is sharp like today as you sh-sh-shock me sane
no cigarettes only peeled HAVANAS for you
I can be cruel I don't know why
Why can't my balloon stay up
in a perfectly windy sky I can be cruel
I don't know why
lyrics by --- Tori Amos
don't give me a piece of your preciousness
flaunt all she's got in our old neighborhood
I'm sure she'll make a few friends
even the rain bows down let us pray
as you cock cock cock your mane
no cigarettes only peeled HAVANAS for you
I can be cruel
I don't know why
Why can't my balloon stay up
in a perfectly windy sky
I can be cruel
I don't know why
dance with the Sufi's
celebrate your top ten in the charts of pain
lover brother bogenvilla
my vine twists around your need
even the rain is sharp like today as you sh-sh-shock me sane
no cigarettes only peeled HAVANAS for you
I can be cruel I don't know why
Why can't my balloon stay up
in a perfectly windy sky I can be cruel
I don't know why
lyrics by --- Tori Amos
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Dance with the Tiger
In every woman and man lies the seed of the fear
Of just how alone are all who live here
Denying the fear is the name of the game
To stare at the fear is going insane
Forgiving the fear is one up on Cane
Is to dance with the tiger
And laugh at the rain
Don't give me your life, I have one of my own
It was a brilliant idea inventing the home
Creatures of habit, American fools
Reaching for stars while we're standing on stools
Letting it go is jumping the train
Is to dance with the tiger
Letting it go though we won't be the same
Is to dance with the tiger
Letting it go is the name of the game
Is to dance with the tiger
And laugh at the rain
lyrics by --- Rosanne Cash
Of just how alone are all who live here
Denying the fear is the name of the game
To stare at the fear is going insane
Forgiving the fear is one up on Cane
Is to dance with the tiger
And laugh at the rain
Don't give me your life, I have one of my own
It was a brilliant idea inventing the home
Creatures of habit, American fools
Reaching for stars while we're standing on stools
Letting it go is jumping the train
Is to dance with the tiger
Letting it go though we won't be the same
Is to dance with the tiger
Letting it go is the name of the game
Is to dance with the tiger
And laugh at the rain
lyrics by --- Rosanne Cash
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Comfort Zone
"A good plan violently executed today is far and away better than a perfect plan tomorrow." --- General George S. Patton
Friday, September 22, 2006
Quench
"...No punishment less than death could quench the ancient inherited belligerence burning in our pagan blood." --- John Muir
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Rightfully Wrong
"there is a way of being wrong which is sometimes neccessarily right" -- Edward Abbey
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Virgo Woman
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Monday, September 18, 2006
Confessions
I'm not kidding... few people realize the awesome power Google has laid in their hands. Yet, they do NOT know how to start step-by-step in order to take a slash of the*Huge* AdSense Profits.
If you are like me, you probably feel the same way too. "I Was Sick And Tired Of 'Gurus' Promising Me A *SECRET* AdSense Money-Spinning System... Which Most Are Full Of Hoopla Anyway!"
Listen up... the majority of AdSense users don't really understand how hard it is to make money on the Internet. If you try to learn it from these Gurus who are SO FAR ahead of the game of an 'average Joe', chances are you will fail. On the other hand it can be easy if you start out with a really simple, easy to follow plan - written by Newbies (just like you) and a few advanced AdSense users!
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hhhhmmm?
These schemers always inspire me to (almost) always push the limits.
Yep. My lil web site makes me money now, but it was a rough decade up to this point. Talk about starving student crap all over again. Maybe more like starving artists. Yes indeed, Google & Amazon pay my mortage (thanks to all of you dedicated loyal fans). So I can provide YOU my fellow travelers with more great destinations & photos!!
Remember, CONTENT IS KING.
My web career, my unique lifestyle, my outdoor interest, my web site to you - it's my small gift to the world. Getting your ass outside, more often!
Total Escape is all about the real content, real imagery & real passion... all California, Off the Beaten Path
10 YEARS strong!
http://www.totalescape.com
If you are like me, you probably feel the same way too. "I Was Sick And Tired Of 'Gurus' Promising Me A *SECRET* AdSense Money-Spinning System... Which Most Are Full Of Hoopla Anyway!"
Listen up... the majority of AdSense users don't really understand how hard it is to make money on the Internet. If you try to learn it from these Gurus who are SO FAR ahead of the game of an 'average Joe', chances are you will fail. On the other hand it can be easy if you start out with a really simple, easy to follow plan - written by Newbies (just like you) and a few advanced AdSense users!
_______________
hhhhmmm?
These schemers always inspire me to (almost) always push the limits.
Yep. My lil web site makes me money now, but it was a rough decade up to this point. Talk about starving student crap all over again. Maybe more like starving artists. Yes indeed, Google & Amazon pay my mortage (thanks to all of you dedicated loyal fans). So I can provide YOU my fellow travelers with more great destinations & photos!!
Remember, CONTENT IS KING.
My web career, my unique lifestyle, my outdoor interest, my web site to you - it's my small gift to the world. Getting your ass outside, more often!
Total Escape is all about the real content, real imagery & real passion... all California, Off the Beaten Path
10 YEARS strong!
http://www.totalescape.com
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Ride On
10-10-10! October 10th, 2006
(that's right around the corner) will be Total Escape's tenth year online. Woah, I registered my tiny domain name almost a decade ago. Can't forget them "w's.....www.totalescape.com
When a hi tech pal, Wesley, convinced me he knew HTML & we could start my space on the web, quickly began the demise of my 3D animation career.
Feverously I compiled my collected data from my local travels near California, mostly consisting of brochures & small town newspapers. My best pal Morris generously donated an old Mac & Total Escape was on it's way. Scanning all my old travel photos, making lists of anything & getting rid of unmotivated Wes (cuz WYSIWYG editors hit the scene). Once the mini SUV & digital camera were born, there was no stopping me.
Pressing into Total Escape's 10th annivesary online, the business is finally become something to live for. My baby, my dream job, my contribution to the earth. No printed weekly rags with toxic ink to sit in landfills. All clean & easy, all digital, all instantanious information, for you here. Now!
Thanks for being along for the ride.
(that's right around the corner) will be Total Escape's tenth year online. Woah, I registered my tiny domain name almost a decade ago. Can't forget them "w's.....www.totalescape.com
When a hi tech pal, Wesley, convinced me he knew HTML & we could start my space on the web, quickly began the demise of my 3D animation career.
Feverously I compiled my collected data from my local travels near California, mostly consisting of brochures & small town newspapers. My best pal Morris generously donated an old Mac & Total Escape was on it's way. Scanning all my old travel photos, making lists of anything & getting rid of unmotivated Wes (cuz WYSIWYG editors hit the scene). Once the mini SUV & digital camera were born, there was no stopping me.
Pressing into Total Escape's 10th annivesary online, the business is finally become something to live for. My baby, my dream job, my contribution to the earth. No printed weekly rags with toxic ink to sit in landfills. All clean & easy, all digital, all instantanious information, for you here. Now!
Thanks for being along for the ride.
Another
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Breathe
2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
Can you help me unravel my latest mistake,
I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites, you're all here for the very same reason
'Cause you can't jump the track,we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button girl,
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe, just breathe,
Woah breathe, just breathe
May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
Just a day, he sat down to the flask in his fist,
Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year.
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him, maybe I'll just sing about it.
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe, just breathe,
Woah breathe, just breathe
There's a light at each end of this tunnel, you shout
'Cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
These mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, its no longer
Inside of me, threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
And breathe, just breathe
Woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.
lyrics by --- Anna Nalick
Can you help me unravel my latest mistake,
I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites, you're all here for the very same reason
'Cause you can't jump the track,we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button girl,
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe, just breathe,
Woah breathe, just breathe
May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
Just a day, he sat down to the flask in his fist,
Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year.
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him, maybe I'll just sing about it.
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe, just breathe,
Woah breathe, just breathe
There's a light at each end of this tunnel, you shout
'Cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
These mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.
2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, its no longer
Inside of me, threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to
Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
And breathe, just breathe
Woah breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.
lyrics by --- Anna Nalick
Friday, September 15, 2006
Necessity
Thursday, September 14, 2006
My Friend
You've known so long that you were wrong
But still you had your way
You told her lies and alibis
And hurt her more each day
But now your conscience bothers you
You've reached your journey's end
You're asking me for sympathy
I'm Sorry For You, My Friend.
You laughed inside each time she cried
You tried to make her blue
She tagged along through right and wrong
Because she worshipped you
You know that you're the one to blame
There's no use to pretend
Today's the day you start to pay
I'm Sorry For You, My Friend.
Today as she walked arm in arm
At someone else's side
It made you stop and realize
That time has turned the tide
You should have known you'd be alone
'Cause cheaters never win
You tried and lost, now pay the cost
I'm Sorry For You, My Friend.
lyrics by --- Hank Williams
But still you had your way
You told her lies and alibis
And hurt her more each day
But now your conscience bothers you
You've reached your journey's end
You're asking me for sympathy
I'm Sorry For You, My Friend.
You laughed inside each time she cried
You tried to make her blue
She tagged along through right and wrong
Because she worshipped you
You know that you're the one to blame
There's no use to pretend
Today's the day you start to pay
I'm Sorry For You, My Friend.
Today as she walked arm in arm
At someone else's side
It made you stop and realize
That time has turned the tide
You should have known you'd be alone
'Cause cheaters never win
You tried and lost, now pay the cost
I'm Sorry For You, My Friend.
lyrics by --- Hank Williams
Monday, September 11, 2006
What Difference
All men have secrets and here is mine
So let it be known
For we have been through hell and high tide
I think I can rely on you ...
And yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you
So, what difference does it make?
So, what difference does it make?
It makes none
But now you have gone
And you must be looking very old tonight
The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and I lied, and why?
Because you asked me to!
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because I've only got two hands
Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
So, what difference does it make?
Oh, what difference does it make?
Oh, it makes none
But now you have gone
And your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight
Oh, the devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole, and then I lied
Just because you asked me to
But now you know the truth about me
You won't see me anymore
Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
But no more apologies
No more, no more apologies
Oh, I'm too tired
I'm so sick and tired
And I'm feeling very sick and ill today
But I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
Oh, my sacred one ...
lyrics by -- The Smiths
So let it be known
For we have been through hell and high tide
I think I can rely on you ...
And yet you start to recoil
Heavy words are so lightly thrown
But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you
So, what difference does it make?
So, what difference does it make?
It makes none
But now you have gone
And you must be looking very old tonight
The devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole and I lied, and why?
Because you asked me to!
But now you make me feel so ashamed
Because I've only got two hands
Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
So, what difference does it make?
Oh, what difference does it make?
Oh, it makes none
But now you have gone
And your prejudice won't keep you warm tonight
Oh, the devil will find work for idle hands to do
I stole, and then I lied
Just because you asked me to
But now you know the truth about me
You won't see me anymore
Well, I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
But no more apologies
No more, no more apologies
Oh, I'm too tired
I'm so sick and tired
And I'm feeling very sick and ill today
But I'm still fond of you, oh-ho-oh
Oh, my sacred one ...
lyrics by -- The Smiths
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Hands Up

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
I'll tell you that
But if I didn't say it
Well, I'd still have felt it
Where's the sense in that?
I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
I know I left too much mess
And destruction to come back again
And I caused but nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "It's over"
Then I'm sure that that makes sense
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
And when we meet
As I'm sure we will
All that was then
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
lyrics by --- Dido
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Dance
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
I hope you dance
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
I hope you dance
(Where those years have gone)
lyrics by -- Lee Ann Womack
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
I hope you dance
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
(Where those years have gone)
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a real and constant motion always)
I hope you dance
(Rolling us along)
I hope you dance
(Tell me who)
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)
I hope you dance
(Where those years have gone)
lyrics by -- Lee Ann Womack
Friday, September 08, 2006
Full Moon

Quatal Canyon in the moonlight. The full moon rising over the mountains cast the blue light across the hard packed desert wash. An easy walk with a slight breeze & perfect temperatures. I love night hikes.
Quite a beautiful night tonight, even with the eerie owl cries.
These are the moments I live for.
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Remove All
Ask if I must remove each & every photo of HIS face from all my photo albums & web pages. If so, that will take a few months to find them all. My computer career spans 18 years, my web site a full decade with 3000 trips logged. 5000 pages & 30,000 images. I am a busy girl ya know?
BIG SILLY CRY BABY......
Not having a good summer with your new business & fat queen?
I've been involved with some pansy guys in my life time, but this one the absolute worst. Someone please make him go away.
BIG SILLY CRY BABY......
Not having a good summer with your new business & fat queen?
I've been involved with some pansy guys in my life time, but this one the absolute worst. Someone please make him go away.
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Relaunch

My poison poems & bitter thoughts are ongoing, while I live my ultimate dream life. Both hot & cold, up & down, on & off, boring & adventurous, passionate or dull, this bitter sweet dream is also my biggest nightmare. The backyard wildflower oasis is nearly complete; my shag carpet is laid & the love den is coming together; my AWD Saabaru is my best ride, yet I have the reason to write it all. To talk, communicate, to convey my messages. Those who will listen are few.
People still choose to read this blog, fans are even asking for it (months later) so I will make this blog live again.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Out in the Moonlight
I go out walking after midnight
Out in the moonlight just like we used to do
I'm always walking after midnight searching for you
I walk for miles along the highway
Well that's just my way of saying I love you
I'm always walking after midnight searching for you
I stopped to see a weeping willow
Crying on his pillow maybe he's crying for me
And as the skies turn gloomy
Night blooms will whisper to me I'm lonesome as I can be
I go out walking after midnight out in the moonlight
Just hoping maybe you're somewhere walking after midnight
searching for me
I stopped to see a weeping willow
Crying on his pillow maybe he's crying for me
And as the skies turn gloomy
Night blooms will whisper to me I'm lonesome as I can be
I'm out walking after midnight out in the moonlight
Just hoping maybe you're somewhere walking after midnight
searching for me
Out in the moonlight just like we used to do
I'm always walking after midnight searching for you
I walk for miles along the highway
Well that's just my way of saying I love you
I'm always walking after midnight searching for you
I stopped to see a weeping willow
Crying on his pillow maybe he's crying for me
And as the skies turn gloomy
Night blooms will whisper to me I'm lonesome as I can be
I go out walking after midnight out in the moonlight
Just hoping maybe you're somewhere walking after midnight
searching for me
I stopped to see a weeping willow
Crying on his pillow maybe he's crying for me
And as the skies turn gloomy
Night blooms will whisper to me I'm lonesome as I can be
I'm out walking after midnight out in the moonlight
Just hoping maybe you're somewhere walking after midnight
searching for me
Monday, September 04, 2006
Raised to the Level
“Men's minds are raised to the level of the women with whom they associate” --- Alexandre Dumas Père
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Saturday, September 02, 2006
Foot Progress

This past holiday weekend in the Sequoia was gorgeous. We camped on the High Sierra backroads between Sequoia & Kings Cyn NPs. No bears, no crowds & no music. Perfectly relaxing time was had by all.
We were all able to do the CRYSTAL CAVE granny tour, the last day on our departure. Much easier than the 'Wild Cave' spelunking tour I took last time. Hiked about 12-15 miles total over the 3 days & my foot injury is healing up fine. Now for the reconditioning process. Summer is almost over & my foot feels good enough to pick up my regular hiking schedule ; )
Friday, September 01, 2006
heart and soul
“I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.” --- Vincent van Gogh
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Pretend Again
coin operated boy
sitting on the shelf he is just a toy
but i turn him on and he comes to life
automatic joy
that is why i want a coin operated boy
made of plastic and elastic
he is rugged and long-lasting
who could ever ever ask for more
love without complications galore
many shapes and weights to choose from
i will never leave my bedroom
i will never cry at night again
wrap my arms around him and pretend....
coin operated boy
all the other real ones that i destroy
cannot hold a candle to my new boy and i'll
never let him go and i'll never be alone
not with my coin operated boy......
this bridge was written to make you feel smittener
with my sad picture of girl getting bitterer
can you extract me from my plastic fantasy
i didnt think so but im still convinceable
will you persist even after i bet you
a billion dollars that i'll never love you
will you persist even after i kiss you
goodbye for the last time
will you keep on trying to prove it?
i'm dying to lose it...
i want it
i want you
i want a coin operated boy.
and if i had a star to wish on
for my life i cant imagine
any flesh and blood could be his match
i can even take him in the bath
coin operated boy
he may not be real experienced with girls
but i know he feels like a boy should feel
isnt that the point that is why i want a
coin operated boy
with his pretty coin operated voice
saying that he loves me that hes thinking of me
straight and to the point
that is why i want
a coin operated boy.
lyrics by -- Dresden Dolls
sitting on the shelf he is just a toy
but i turn him on and he comes to life
automatic joy
that is why i want a coin operated boy
made of plastic and elastic
he is rugged and long-lasting
who could ever ever ask for more
love without complications galore
many shapes and weights to choose from
i will never leave my bedroom
i will never cry at night again
wrap my arms around him and pretend....
coin operated boy
all the other real ones that i destroy
cannot hold a candle to my new boy and i'll
never let him go and i'll never be alone
not with my coin operated boy......
this bridge was written to make you feel smittener
with my sad picture of girl getting bitterer
can you extract me from my plastic fantasy
i didnt think so but im still convinceable
will you persist even after i bet you
a billion dollars that i'll never love you
will you persist even after i kiss you
goodbye for the last time
will you keep on trying to prove it?
i'm dying to lose it...
i want it
i want you
i want a coin operated boy.
and if i had a star to wish on
for my life i cant imagine
any flesh and blood could be his match
i can even take him in the bath
coin operated boy
he may not be real experienced with girls
but i know he feels like a boy should feel
isnt that the point that is why i want a
coin operated boy
with his pretty coin operated voice
saying that he loves me that hes thinking of me
straight and to the point
that is why i want
a coin operated boy.
lyrics by -- Dresden Dolls
Monday, August 14, 2006
Things have Changed
A worried man with a worried mind
No one in front of me and nothing behind
There's a woman on my lap and she's drinking champagne
Got white skin, got assassin's eyes
I'm looking up into the sapphire tinted skies
I'm well dressed, waiting on the last train
Standing on the gallows with my head in a noose
Any minute now I'm expecting all hell to break loose
People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed
This place ain't doing me any good
I'm in the wrong town, I should be in Hollywood
Just for a second there I thought I saw something move
Gonna take dancing lessons do the jitterbug rag
Ain't no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag
Only a fool in here would think he's got anything to prove
Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff too
Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through
People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed
I've been walking forty miles of bad road
If the bible is right, the world will explode
I've been trying to get as far away from myself as I can
Some things are too hot to touch
The human mind can only stand so much
You can't win with a losing hand
Feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet
Putting her in a wheel barrow and wheeling her down the street
People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed
I hurt easy, I just don't show it
You can hurt someone and not even know it
The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity
Gonna get low down, gonna fly high
All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie
I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me
Mr. Jinx and Miss Lucy, they jumped in the lake
I'm not that eager to make a mistake
People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed
lyrics by --- Bob Dylan
No one in front of me and nothing behind
There's a woman on my lap and she's drinking champagne
Got white skin, got assassin's eyes
I'm looking up into the sapphire tinted skies
I'm well dressed, waiting on the last train
Standing on the gallows with my head in a noose
Any minute now I'm expecting all hell to break loose
People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed
This place ain't doing me any good
I'm in the wrong town, I should be in Hollywood
Just for a second there I thought I saw something move
Gonna take dancing lessons do the jitterbug rag
Ain't no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag
Only a fool in here would think he's got anything to prove
Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff too
Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through
People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed
I've been walking forty miles of bad road
If the bible is right, the world will explode
I've been trying to get as far away from myself as I can
Some things are too hot to touch
The human mind can only stand so much
You can't win with a losing hand
Feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet
Putting her in a wheel barrow and wheeling her down the street
People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed
I hurt easy, I just don't show it
You can hurt someone and not even know it
The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity
Gonna get low down, gonna fly high
All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie
I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me
Mr. Jinx and Miss Lucy, they jumped in the lake
I'm not that eager to make a mistake
People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed
lyrics by --- Bob Dylan
Friday, August 11, 2006
bane of my existence

To say that something or someone is "the bane of my existence" means that the person or thing is a constant irritant or source of misery. As a cliché, "bane of my existence" has lost its edge to a large degree over the years, and today is most often applied to something that may profoundly annoy us but is certainly bearable... "Bane of my existence" is now almost always used in a semi-jocular, "what are you gonna do?" sense.
But "bane" was once a very serious word. The Old English "bana" meant literally "slayer" in the sense we now use "killer" or "murderer." Early on, the English "bane" was also used in the more general sense of "cause of death," and by the 14th century "bane" was used in the specialized sense of "poison," a sense which lives on in the names of various poisonous plants such as "henbane" and "wolfbane."
From this very literal "something that kills you" usage, "bane" by the 16th century had broadened into its modern meaning of "something that makes life unpleasant, a curse."
Thursday, August 10, 2006
opposition
“Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds.” --- Albert Einstein
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Monday, August 07, 2006
One Sierra Club Meeting

Over the last few years in Los Padres Forest, I have spotted over a dozen bobcats in the wild, plus 3 mountain lions. One which was in my own front yard. It was a kitten, but chances are mom was nearby. The other was a full grown cat that jumped out across the road out on Cerro Norroeste, at sundown, 5 miles west of Apache Saddle. The third was mid-day on Emigdio ridge, darting across a meadow.
Driving back roads often, plus hiking alone, means I see a lot more wildlife out there. The large cats are rarely seen by humans, but do exist in the rural areas like this. So when I heard the Sierra Club was putting on a presentation the big cats, I had to go find out more. It was a pleasant, low key Saturday evening in my small mountain community, and since there isn't much to do in this town, it was a perfect break from the home-improvement projects.
This outdoors group is quite different from the active Sierra Singles group I belonged to in San Diego. Our local Sierra chapter is made of primarily seniors citizens. I hadn't been to a Sierra Club meeting in ages, I thought I would attend this one since the topic was interested to me.
Little did I know my mere presence would cause such a disturbance. Pizza for dinner & interesting conversation with my friend led to us arriving late & it was a full house with only a few chairs left.
And of course, mister drama king was there with his fat old lady. The room was dark, hot & crowded. I never saw them or made eye contact, but took my seat & sat there watching the speaker. The deceiver had to make a scene. He stomped outta there like an angry jealous boy & his old woman soon followed.
I guess I caused quite a ruckus amongst the gossipy old bags at the Sierra Club, but then again I know who their fearless leader is. Or should I say fear-ful leader? Gun toting Sierra Club members unite!
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
imprisoned
“You can chain me, you can torture me, you can even destroy this body, but you will never imprison my mind.” --- Mahatma Gandhi
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
discussed
"Great minds discuss ideas; Average minds discuss events; Small minds discuss people." --- Eleanor Roosevelt
Saturday, July 29, 2006
pansy
Friday, July 28, 2006
The Hell of Heaven
"The mind is its own place, and in itself, can make heaven of Hell, and a hell of Heaven." -- JOHN MILTON
Monday, July 24, 2006
sundown
Friday, July 21, 2006
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
without accepting
“It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.” --- Aristotle
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Good to be a woman
1. We got off the Titanic first.
2. We can scare male bosses with the mysterious gynecological disorder excuses.
3 Taxis stop for us.
4. We don't look like a frog in a blender when dancing.
5. No fashion faux pas we make, could ever rival the Speedo.
6. We don't have to pass gas to amuse ourselves.
7. If we forget to shave, no one has to know.
8. We can congratulate our teammate without ever touching her rear end.
9. We never have to reach down every so often to make sure our privates are still there.
10. We have the ability to dress ourselves.
11. We can talk to the opposite sex without having to picture them naked
12. If we marry someone 20 years younger, we are aware that we will look like an idiot.
13 We will never regret piercing our ears
14. There are times when chocolate really can solve all your problems.
15. We can make comments about how silly men are in their presence because they aren't listening anyway.
2. We can scare male bosses with the mysterious gynecological disorder excuses.
3 Taxis stop for us.
4. We don't look like a frog in a blender when dancing.
5. No fashion faux pas we make, could ever rival the Speedo.
6. We don't have to pass gas to amuse ourselves.
7. If we forget to shave, no one has to know.
8. We can congratulate our teammate without ever touching her rear end.
9. We never have to reach down every so often to make sure our privates are still there.
10. We have the ability to dress ourselves.
11. We can talk to the opposite sex without having to picture them naked
12. If we marry someone 20 years younger, we are aware that we will look like an idiot.
13 We will never regret piercing our ears
14. There are times when chocolate really can solve all your problems.
15. We can make comments about how silly men are in their presence because they aren't listening anyway.
Saturday, July 08, 2006
as well as
"A house is no home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as for the body."
--- MARGARET FULLER
--- MARGARET FULLER
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Love & Dirt
Mmh, you're sticking to my finger
Mmh, you smell like used before
Mmh, your skin to me tastes rotten
Let me lick a little more
First time we walked the junkyard you
said the magic words, love should be
decorated with a little bit of dirt
More or less neglected from backbone
to the heart, it was more than I expected
and I knew it from the start
That you'd fit into my trash box
Mmh, a perfect place to be
Because I know how much that cash
sucks, I want you there for free
lyrics by -- de phazz
Mmh, you smell like used before
Mmh, your skin to me tastes rotten
Let me lick a little more
First time we walked the junkyard you
said the magic words, love should be
decorated with a little bit of dirt
More or less neglected from backbone
to the heart, it was more than I expected
and I knew it from the start
That you'd fit into my trash box
Mmh, a perfect place to be
Because I know how much that cash
sucks, I want you there for free
lyrics by -- de phazz
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
21st Century
All the creatures, on your beaches
Makin' waves in the motion picture
Put your kingfish, inbetween us
Search and seizure, weigh the ?
The dollar bill will
Return your ill will
Mom and dad take your don't be sad pill
Turn the screw and twist my leverage
Don't forsake me I'm contagious
There's a reason for the 21st Century
Not to sure but I know that's it's meant to be
You've met a friend to be
It's my favorite combination
Comin' down with the favor of nation
Twist the screw and twist my language
Don't forsake me I'm contagous
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Just like you're Cain and Able
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Gonna run your table
There's a reason for the 21st Century
Not to sure but I know that's it's meant to be
You know it's meant to be
Read me your scripture and
Read me your scripture
Read me your scripture and
I will twist it
Show me your wrist and I
Show me your wrist and
Show me your wrist and I
Kiss it kiss it
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Like you're Cain and Able
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
We're gonna run this table
Simple Soldier, hand it over
Stop and read what you just told her
Just stop the ration , and mutilation
Of all the sex and good vibrations
There's a reason for the 21st Century
Not to sure but I know that's it's meant to be
You know it's meant to be yeah
There's a reason for the 21st Century
Not to sure but I know that's it's meant to be
You met a friend to be
lyrics by --- Red Hot Chili Pepppers
Makin' waves in the motion picture
Put your kingfish, inbetween us
Search and seizure, weigh the ?
The dollar bill will
Return your ill will
Mom and dad take your don't be sad pill
Turn the screw and twist my leverage
Don't forsake me I'm contagious
There's a reason for the 21st Century
Not to sure but I know that's it's meant to be
You've met a friend to be
It's my favorite combination
Comin' down with the favor of nation
Twist the screw and twist my language
Don't forsake me I'm contagous
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Just like you're Cain and Able
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Gonna run your table
There's a reason for the 21st Century
Not to sure but I know that's it's meant to be
You know it's meant to be
Read me your scripture and
Read me your scripture
Read me your scripture and
I will twist it
Show me your wrist and I
Show me your wrist and
Show me your wrist and I
Kiss it kiss it
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
Like you're Cain and Able
Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
We're gonna run this table
Simple Soldier, hand it over
Stop and read what you just told her
Just stop the ration , and mutilation
Of all the sex and good vibrations
There's a reason for the 21st Century
Not to sure but I know that's it's meant to be
You know it's meant to be yeah
There's a reason for the 21st Century
Not to sure but I know that's it's meant to be
You met a friend to be
lyrics by --- Red Hot Chili Pepppers
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Hard 2 Concentrate
hustle, bustle and so much muscle awww
cells about to separate
and i find it hard to concentrate and
temporary this cash and carry
i'm stepping up to indicate
the time has come to deviate and
all i want is for you to be happy and
take this moment to make you my family and
finally you have found something perfect and
finally you have found
death defying this mess i'm buying
it's raining down with love and hate
and i find it hard to motivate and
estuary is blessed but scary your
heart's about to palpitate
and i'm not about to hesitate and
one to treasure the rest of your days here and
give you pleasure in so many ways dear and
finally you have found something perfect and
finally you have found......here we go
do you want me to show up for duty and
serve this woman and honor her beauty and
finally you have found something perfect and
finally you have found......yourself
with me....will you...agree...to take
this man...into your world
and now...we are as one
my lone ranger the heat exchanger
is living in this figure eight
and i'll do my best to recreate and
sweet precision and soft collision awww
hearts about to palpitate
and i find it hard to seperate and
all i want is for you to be happy and
take this woman and make you my family and
finally you have found someone perfect and
finally you have found...
all i want is for you to be happy and
take this woman and make you my family and
finally you have found someone perfect and
finally you have found...yourself
lyrics by ----- Red Hot Chili Peppers
cells about to separate
and i find it hard to concentrate and
temporary this cash and carry
i'm stepping up to indicate
the time has come to deviate and
all i want is for you to be happy and
take this moment to make you my family and
finally you have found something perfect and
finally you have found
death defying this mess i'm buying
it's raining down with love and hate
and i find it hard to motivate and
estuary is blessed but scary your
heart's about to palpitate
and i'm not about to hesitate and
one to treasure the rest of your days here and
give you pleasure in so many ways dear and
finally you have found something perfect and
finally you have found......here we go
do you want me to show up for duty and
serve this woman and honor her beauty and
finally you have found something perfect and
finally you have found......yourself
with me....will you...agree...to take
this man...into your world
and now...we are as one
my lone ranger the heat exchanger
is living in this figure eight
and i'll do my best to recreate and
sweet precision and soft collision awww
hearts about to palpitate
and i find it hard to seperate and
all i want is for you to be happy and
take this woman and make you my family and
finally you have found someone perfect and
finally you have found...
all i want is for you to be happy and
take this woman and make you my family and
finally you have found someone perfect and
finally you have found...yourself
lyrics by ----- Red Hot Chili Peppers
Saturday, June 10, 2006
C'mon Girl
Everything inside of me
Is burning up for you to see
And if we should get into it
A two way kind of syndicate, ho
Compare us to a ferris wheel
Just be sure of what you want to steal
Some people do it by the book
But I prefer to go by feel, tell me
I wanted to get outta here
But every time I reappear
And know I have the words my dear
To whisper right into your ear, hey, yeah
C'mon girl
Let's get it right
Let's get it right
Let's get it right
The spirit of a dragon's tear
Is lovely at this time of year
The cave within your mountainside
Is deeper than it will be wide hold me
My disenchanted diplomat
Asleep inside the laundromat
Conveyer belts are moving and
I want you to be sure of that, tell me
And if you let it germinate
I know it will be worth the wait
Disputed by the news that it was you
Who tried to instigate, hey
Blessed are the hypocrites
Outwitted but she never quits
The trouble with a band of slits
Is washing off all the muddy bits, hey... yeah
Oh yeah she's with me and I'm your man
If I can't find you no one can
lyrics by ---- Red Hot Chili Peppers
Is burning up for you to see
And if we should get into it
A two way kind of syndicate, ho
Compare us to a ferris wheel
Just be sure of what you want to steal
Some people do it by the book
But I prefer to go by feel, tell me
I wanted to get outta here
But every time I reappear
And know I have the words my dear
To whisper right into your ear, hey, yeah
C'mon girl
Let's get it right
Let's get it right
Let's get it right
The spirit of a dragon's tear
Is lovely at this time of year
The cave within your mountainside
Is deeper than it will be wide hold me
My disenchanted diplomat
Asleep inside the laundromat
Conveyer belts are moving and
I want you to be sure of that, tell me
And if you let it germinate
I know it will be worth the wait
Disputed by the news that it was you
Who tried to instigate, hey
Blessed are the hypocrites
Outwitted but she never quits
The trouble with a band of slits
Is washing off all the muddy bits, hey... yeah
Oh yeah she's with me and I'm your man
If I can't find you no one can
lyrics by ---- Red Hot Chili Peppers
Sunday, June 04, 2006
Kerning
The Kern River is the highest I've ever seen it (in the last 20 years). Lake Isabella is at max capacity. The italian restaurant near park in the Kernville is open late & superb. Vacations and road trips... I used to live for them, but now I am learning to stay put, enjoying a real home and working my magic. My final escape from the city.
Ahhhh, yes.... being back in my mountain home is
- a refreshing change from a busy weekend.
- so relaxing, I can actually here myself think.
- a warm welcoming home, exactly like I left it.
- heaven on earth, where I get to create my dreams daily.
Ahhhh, yes.... being back in my mountain home is
- a refreshing change from a busy weekend.
- so relaxing, I can actually here myself think.
- a warm welcoming home, exactly like I left it.
- heaven on earth, where I get to create my dreams daily.
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Matters
if all this didn't matter much
if you thought nothing of me
if you cared not for me
or what I have to say...
then, you would NOT be reading this web log
you do still care, somewhat
altho you deny it everyday
your actions only prove so
if you thought nothing of me
if you cared not for me
or what I have to say...
then, you would NOT be reading this web log
you do still care, somewhat
altho you deny it everyday
your actions only prove so
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