lust, caution

must see.
go with?
Slate review here

seventy

happy (what would have been) 70th birthday, mom.
here are a few of your favorite things......


Saoirse with Hope
Caoily with Strength
Bennett with Adventure
Grant with Courage

Thank you for teaching me the value of character rather than the value of things.

ha

sometimes, when i don't really feel like
laughing,
i spend my time with
comics

(non-prophet-be sure to check the link-you'll love these!)




am i the only one who felt sorry for the coyote, who didn't laugh when he went careening over the edge for the five thousandth time, who wanted the road runner to get his ass kicked-just once?

jesus loves porn stars

I am now the proud owner of a t-shirt that says just that. It cost me 15 bucks, but after Ron Jeremy signed it, I figured it at least tripled in value. Here's a blurry pic of him signing it, and one of ron & me having a tender moment.



Shove Chapel was filled to what I'm sure qualifies as unsafe-by-fire-code standards. Every available space had bodies in it, most of them college-aged porn fans. You could just feel the hormones in the hot, stuffy air. Craig Gross made some fairly valid points, and his ministry has a place in the world, I suppose. (And he is really, really HOT, I might add!)

In the debate, Ron was funny, gracious, and honest. In person, he was warm and huggable and smelled like some unnameable cologne that an old man might wear.

ode to oregon

Two days ago, I was only a few miles from here, but I chose to go here instead. With my brother. So many memories. His. Mine. Ours. Memories of being born again, huckleberry pancakes, unknown daughters, skinny dipping, sore feet, speared trout, freedom, fire, good pot....

It's scary, really, how big the world is there, with life dying right before your eyes, and death making a bridge, a carpet, a path, a home. If I counted all the cells in the forest, I wondered, would the balance come out in favor of life or death? It's complicated. Consider the tree:
center heartwood - dead
middle sapwood-alive
outer bark - dead

Shall we have a reading, then?
How about something from the diary of Opal Whiteley?

From Opal: The Journal of an Understanding Heart

I heard the mama calling.
She did send me in a hurry to the woodshed.
She wanted two loads of wood.
The first load I brought in a hurry.
The second load I brought not so.
I did pick up all the sticks my arms could hold.

I looked long looks at them.
I did have thinks about the tree
they all were before they got chopped up.
I did wonder how I would feel
if I was a very little piece of wood
that got chopped out of a very big tree.
I did think that it would have hurt my feelings.
I felt the feelings of the wood.
They did have a very sad feel.

thank you grammar lady!

ode to bloomers

Some bloom early. They
know, like all sentient beings, the
anxious awaits of beating hearts after the
brown months. Their
gifts are innocence and perfume and a small immutable
hope.

Some bloom late. They
know how to wait for the
gray to align with the
restless breathing of tired lungs. Their
gifts are memory and no regrets and there’s still
time.

ode to late bloomers

rip mrs l'engle

without a period
as you wanted it
no end for you
only endless tesseracts now
thank you
grade 6
here I sit
this same cover in my hands
my father's black leather ethan allen recliner
and the living room
dissolving into another world
other worlds

"If I have something that is too difficult for adults to swallow, then I will write it in a book for children."
-Madeleine L'Engle, Nov. 29, 1918-Sept. 6, 2007

god will not bless an educator driving a BMW who doesn't even seem to recognize the fact that she is driving around with an extra apostrophe. This car parks every day in my SCHOOL parking lot!

science and art

Same school. Same art teacher. Same art lesson. Same family.
Evidence for genetic variation?

if culture cast were in la....

I'd want to be covering this exhibit at the Paul Kopeikin Gallery.

Running the Numbers
An American Self-Portrait
by Chris Jordan

"This new series looks at contemporary American culture through the austere lens of statistics. Each image portrays a specific quantity of something: fifteen million sheets of office paper (five minutes of paper use); 106,000 aluminum cans (thirty seconds of can consumption) and so on. This project visually examines these vast and bizarre measures of our society, in large intricately detailed prints assembled from thousands of smaller photographs. My underlying desire is to affirm and sanctify the crucial role of the individual in a society that is increasingly enormous, incomprehensible, and overwhelming."

some pics to whet your appetite:





here's the full scoop.

good book spoiler

Stole this one from the tech dude at my school.
caution: don't scroll down if you really don't want to know....

thoughts on harry p. 1-401

I certainly would not want to presume to have any anything original or enlightening to say about Harry Potter. I'm the one who has to keep asking my husband for clarification about events/names/spells in the past six books, since my memory for details has always been hazy. He fills me in, as does my 8-year-old son who just finished Order of the Phoenix , when I ask them if they remember what a Squib is, or just what, exactly, the Fidelius Charm does. Heck, I just now made the connection that Sirius Black's animagus form was a dog! I know, you're thinking, she really doesn't have any authority whatsoever to speak about the adventures of the Boy Who Lived. Undesirable Number One. But as I've been reading Deathly Hallows, and thinking about kids all over the world reading it, I have begun to feel a bit hopeful about the future. I know how influential a story can be when you're 12. The pre-pubescents and adolescents may not get it now, but the seeds are being planted somewhere deep inside of them, and will reveal themselves later on by the choices they make, the beliefs they hold, the values they cherish. These are the things I like to think they will remember:
1. Always take umbrage at the Umbridges of the world.
2. Never trust what the Prophets say.
3. Tattoo also means a constant drumming sound.
4. When evil finally takes over all our trusted institutions, you will be standing outside feeling very, very alone. This is normal.
5. Latin is a cool language.
6 People with Power lie.
7. There really is a place apart from the known world.

in 451 words.....

Bill Moyers says it all.

You can catch Bill Moyers Journal every Friday on PBS at 9.
My mom had SUCH a crush on him!

funny sad things

deflated balloons in dark alleys
a moment worth capturing and no camera
addictions
locked doors
how long will it take me to get my GED?
inability to see shadows because you're standing in the way
you have no friends
7 is enough

this mortal coil

It's still rather magical to me how the internet can take me from here to here to here and then instantly, transcendently, bam! To 1987, age 20 (half my lifetime ago), wandering through campus in the drizzle and the dark at 2 am with It'll End in Tears by This Mortal Coil in my Walkman, mourning (to put it mildly) my lost love up on the 9th floor of Tingelstad Hall. Ironically, this music helped me keep my sanity during one of the lowest, most self-absorbed times of my life. The raw power of music in youth. The exponential power of the world wide web. Here's to the future: Gary (my lost love and now my found friend) and his wife Allison are expecting twins!


lyrics to "Song to the Siren" by This Mortal Coil

On the floating, shapeless oceans
I did all my best to smile
til your singing eyes and fingers
drew me loving into your eyes.

And you sang "Sail to me, sail to me;
Let me enfold you."

Here I am, here I am waiting to hold you.
Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you here when I was full sail?

Now my foolish boat is leaning, broken love lost on your rocks.
For you sang, "Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow."
Oh my heart, oh my heart shies from the sorrow.
I'm as puzzled as a newborn child.
I'm as riddled as the tide.
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Or shall I lie with death my bride?

Hear me sing: "Swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you."
"Here I am. Here I am, waiting to hold you."

scc update

here's me:
In Segment 45 of Springs Culture Cast, reporter Sue Spengler interviews zombies, drag queens, religious homophobes, and Mike Jones at the 17th Annual PrideFest Parade.


In Segment 51 of Springs Culture Cast, reporter Sue Spengler goes behind the scenes of a dress rehearsal at the Colorado College/Opera Theatre of the Rockies Vocal Arts Symposium.


if you wanna see Craig (and JOHN WATERS!), go here.

mama merit badges

So many of you reading this right now have earned all ten of these, and I just wanted you to take a moment and remember that every thing we do as mothers in this fucking world MATTERS and is significant not only to our families' lives, but to the planet we so often do not gracefully inhabit. Browse the website, read some stories, know that if I were rich I would buy for you all these little token gems of appreciation. But here they are, in virtual form, as my gift, for all the diapers we've changed, years we've nursed, choices we've made, and tantrums we've endured (both our childrens' and our own!)
P.S. Sorry, guys, I couldn't find any papa merit badges.....
P.P.S. Nor any for mamas of school-agers or teenagers.....

enjoy