poetry for the not so poetry inclined.

I admit it, I used to REALLY. HATE. poetry. If someone wanted me to know something, why didn't they just write it in a normal f-ing sentence, rather than breaking the words up across an entire page and using metaphors that were way too complex.

And then I realized I was just reading the wrong kind of poetry.

Turns out Romantic era poetry is not my cup of tea.

Without further ado, I present to you a poem by Sandra Cisneros. Her book, My Wicked Wicked Ways (not to be confused with Errol Flynn's autobiography of the same name) is her first collection of short-ish poems published in '87. I love all of them (the poems) in their own way, but this one, my friends, is one of my favorites.


***Unfortunately Mariela was removed. See this post.***

momentarily out of order

I hate moving. I really do.

gays everywhere!

I've only been a gender studies major for a short while, but I don't think I've taken a gender studies class without a section on homophobia or gay rights.

Honestly, I really do try to listen to others' arguments and try to understand why they think a certain way. Unfortunately, I simply can not wrap my brain around the arguments against gay marriage...


Next thing you know, people are going to want to marry their dogs.

Then people are going to want to marry children.

The government should not deny a child a mother and a father.


These 'arguments' are so inane, I don't even know where to start. It's really a little infuriating.


Even though Jon Stewart hosts a 'comedy show,' he really is rather intelligent. He sums up a lot of my feelings in the following interview with Bill Bennett from two years ago.

Please, PLEASE, watch this.

Part one


Part Two

this warms my heart...

California State Supreme Court Overturns Marriage Ban

bar owner compares Obama to a monkey

Sir (and I use that term loosely), if the sign outside your bar advertises free meals for Border Patrol agents, I'm fairly certain you were saying something more than Obama's hairline and ears resemble Curious George's.

Click here to see the video.

ATTENTION:

The spring semester officially ended today. I will now remove my pants. They will be donned again in two weeks time. Let the lounging in underwear commence.

That is all.

another good one from CNN

CNN needs to think about hiring new photo editors

This was the photo used to illustrate the main story on CNN's front page yesterday. Obama has cut Hillary's superdelegate lead down to 2.


I added my own artistic interpretations of the candidates' emotions.




I can totally envision the thought process used to choose this set oh photographs.

'This news bodes ill for Hillary. Let's find a photograph where she looks like a disgruntled old man. Obama should look like he's on a roller coaster...of love.'

I know it is pretty much a terrible source for news, but sometimes I really can't help watching the train wreck known as CNN.com.

extremely delicate and light in a way that seems too perfect for this world

Just thought I'd share a recent playlist that is on constant rotation in my apartment. I like to call it 'the ethereal mix.'




I'm pretty dang terrible at html, otherwise I'd edit this to look a bit nicer. Learning html sounds like a nice summer project. I doubt it will happen.

i love eddie izzard

What it would have been like when Darth Vader visited the Death Star cafeteria...

losing things is not always unfortunate

Two years ago, I lived with a rather close friend who had pack rat tendencies similar to my own. I say that without a hint of derision, I promise. I just like to keep things - funny things, old things, things with story, things that are pretty. Needless to say, we had a bunch of STUFF.

My relationship to my stuff has always been bittersweet. I like to look at them, but I've always looked enviously at those homes in decorator magazines/blogs where they only have one or two things adorning their mantel, not 15.

No joke, I have 15 things on my mantel. Fifteen things that are supposed to be there, anyway. There are a few things up there that should be somewhere else.

Needless to say, I aspire to be one of those people who do not collect substantial amounts of STUFF.

This sounds incredibly cheesy, but finding myself moving in with Mike has really given me a great opportunity to limit the amount of STUFF I haul around. I took 4 shoppings bags and a clothes basket worth of STUFF to Goodwill a couple of weeks ago, and I only packed up part of my closet. I see great potential here.

cracks me up every time I look at it

Telepopmusik - Breathe

Ignore all the blatant hedonism and the baby wearing make-up.

part of a future project

She has been a maid, an inventor's daughter, a mermaid, Japanese, generic Middle Eastern, but really she is just the same Girl, in various candy shells.

I can not count how many times I have seen Her, all cute hips and perky tits. I let Her into my life. I thought she knew me.

That's just what he wanted me to think.

updates (a.k.a. recent complaints)

Kelly Ripa makes me want to stab my eardrums with a screwdriver.

I stuck my arm in a nettle bush. Ouch.

After 3 hours spent writing a paper on the computer, my eye started twitching. Lame.

Language text books are too expensive for my taste.