5 years ago
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
more picture fun
going through my computer trying to organize stuff...
came across so much stuff...
these are good.
yep...those are my parents...
this is one of my favorite photo booth pictures of myself. i don't remember when i took it or why but i can almost guarantee that is the photo booth in the rock n bowl.
our first windy city rollers calendar (2006). one of my favorite shots of all time...except my hand is doing something weird and i sort of look like i have a lobster claw...oh the good old days
everyone still raves about this halloween party. it was the only one i have ever thrown and it was really awesome. everyone dressed up and had a really good time. i dressed up as mary and gave away autographed pictures of myself as prizes for best costumes. the best from that night was cher and dog bounty hunter. this dude was creepy and never talked but like hung out with people...i title this photo...not even mary can save his soul
i used to have pink hair
and orange hair
this one time i rode the bull at hogs and honeys...
this little cuteness was coco's ex jacob's english bulldog. i loved her, tried to think of several ways to kidnap her but wound up having to settle for a photo instead...
one of my first bouts as a windy city roller. this move is called a baseball slide and is VERY illegal...not to mention i'm blocking out of bounds...
this is the first night anyone saw me with my half blonde/half black hair...people couldn't keep their hands off me...apparently blondes do have more fun...
i have all these really awesome pictures of me as a little one. the benefit of being an only child, stacks of photos just of me. i looked like mowgli from the jungle book in the bottom, it was taken at my abuela's house by my aunt. the top is from one of me and my parents frequent trips to the lake. we had that cooler for forever. these are two of my favorite pictures from the archives.
hank (top) and dio (bottom) are the best cats ever. i got one from a friend and the other i adopted. i was really concerned they weren't going to like each other but after about 2 weeks the became two tomcats totally gay for one another...i lucked out.
came across so much stuff...
these are good.
yep...those are my parents...
this is one of my favorite photo booth pictures of myself. i don't remember when i took it or why but i can almost guarantee that is the photo booth in the rock n bowl.
our first windy city rollers calendar (2006). one of my favorite shots of all time...except my hand is doing something weird and i sort of look like i have a lobster claw...oh the good old days
everyone still raves about this halloween party. it was the only one i have ever thrown and it was really awesome. everyone dressed up and had a really good time. i dressed up as mary and gave away autographed pictures of myself as prizes for best costumes. the best from that night was cher and dog bounty hunter. this dude was creepy and never talked but like hung out with people...i title this photo...not even mary can save his soul
i used to have pink hair
and orange hair
this one time i rode the bull at hogs and honeys...
this little cuteness was coco's ex jacob's english bulldog. i loved her, tried to think of several ways to kidnap her but wound up having to settle for a photo instead...
one of my first bouts as a windy city roller. this move is called a baseball slide and is VERY illegal...not to mention i'm blocking out of bounds...
this is the first night anyone saw me with my half blonde/half black hair...people couldn't keep their hands off me...apparently blondes do have more fun...
i have all these really awesome pictures of me as a little one. the benefit of being an only child, stacks of photos just of me. i looked like mowgli from the jungle book in the bottom, it was taken at my abuela's house by my aunt. the top is from one of me and my parents frequent trips to the lake. we had that cooler for forever. these are two of my favorite pictures from the archives.
hank (top) and dio (bottom) are the best cats ever. i got one from a friend and the other i adopted. i was really concerned they weren't going to like each other but after about 2 weeks the became two tomcats totally gay for one another...i lucked out.
writer's block
i wish i could download my brain
i have so much to write but it won't come out...
maybe over the next couple of days when i can decompress a little
uggghhh
i have so much to write but it won't come out...
maybe over the next couple of days when i can decompress a little
uggghhh
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
some of this and some of that
there isn't much that i miss about being in a relationship...
aside from the semi-consistent intimate time and having someone around to jump on any of my bandwagons, there are a lot of things i can get by without.
while at a show tonight i don't really know what came over me but i started to get sort of bummed on not being with someone and pretty nostalgic at the notion of "love".
maybe it was the low lighting, the buzzing of the guitars or the lyrics about feeling everything. i bet they all sort of contributed but what really got to me was watching as so many men in this crowd gently rubbed or affectionately touched the backs or legs of the girls they were with. something so simple...it resonates deeply with me...
it's this small gesture i miss most...those moments where the person touches you because they simply HAVE to....because nothing can better translate how they feel about you than that contact. it's like being told you're needed and wanted, that nothing would be the same without you and they don't even want to think about that possibility...days, weeks, months, years, lifetimes can instantly be seen and you know that there are going to be tons of beginnings but never an ending...at least for that moment...and you get all of this without words ever being spoken. it's insane to me how your senses and emotions come alive when a person you care about touches you. all this transferred through fingertips...through a simple motion, a slight grip, a gentle rub...the heat from that hand warming the skin beneath your clothes, something you can still feel after they've removed it.
whatever that magic is...it's good and like i said...i miss it
-------
speaking of the show...
it was ted leo in a solo effort at a loft space at the corner of fulton and damen.
i'm pretty sure it is the same building that anton used to screen at when he actually had a job but i hadn't been there in almost 6 years so i might be wrong.
tim kinsella of joan of arc and cap n jazz fame and older brother to mike kinsella from one of my favorite bands american football was co-headlining and did a solo thing as well much to my delight. dudes like tim and mike totally make me think i could pick up an electric guitar and tour the world making up small harmonies and singing slightly off key...maybe in 20-oh nine.
well i still have a story i think most would enjoy but first...you'll need a brief introduction to get the joke
...on several occasions throughout his set, TL would state that he was leaving his guitar "a little wet"...which was referring to this sort of off tuned sound. it was in a effort to support a steady bit of stage banter and probably deflect the fact that he kept playing out of tune...but anything that he said was laughed at by most present...keeping things pretty status quo.
the most memorable part of the night besides hearing the songs i wanted to from mr. leo (although on a side note most songs did not translate well to a solo effort) was this...
ted leo: this is a love song...
kid in crowd: make us cry
ted leo: i haven't made you cry yet?? i'm not doing my job apparently
lady from crowd: i'm crying from my crotch
COMPLETE SILENCE
ted leo: i didn't quite catch that...all i heard is blah blah CROTCH
small pause
some other dude in crowd: it's a little wet
huzzah!
oh and to top it off, the poem guy was there and did a poem about ted leo...if you frequented the fireside as much as i did as a teenager you totally know who i'm talking about and that just made your day.
aside from the semi-consistent intimate time and having someone around to jump on any of my bandwagons, there are a lot of things i can get by without.
while at a show tonight i don't really know what came over me but i started to get sort of bummed on not being with someone and pretty nostalgic at the notion of "love".
maybe it was the low lighting, the buzzing of the guitars or the lyrics about feeling everything. i bet they all sort of contributed but what really got to me was watching as so many men in this crowd gently rubbed or affectionately touched the backs or legs of the girls they were with. something so simple...it resonates deeply with me...
it's this small gesture i miss most...those moments where the person touches you because they simply HAVE to....because nothing can better translate how they feel about you than that contact. it's like being told you're needed and wanted, that nothing would be the same without you and they don't even want to think about that possibility...days, weeks, months, years, lifetimes can instantly be seen and you know that there are going to be tons of beginnings but never an ending...at least for that moment...and you get all of this without words ever being spoken. it's insane to me how your senses and emotions come alive when a person you care about touches you. all this transferred through fingertips...through a simple motion, a slight grip, a gentle rub...the heat from that hand warming the skin beneath your clothes, something you can still feel after they've removed it.
whatever that magic is...it's good and like i said...i miss it
-------
speaking of the show...
it was ted leo in a solo effort at a loft space at the corner of fulton and damen.
i'm pretty sure it is the same building that anton used to screen at when he actually had a job but i hadn't been there in almost 6 years so i might be wrong.
tim kinsella of joan of arc and cap n jazz fame and older brother to mike kinsella from one of my favorite bands american football was co-headlining and did a solo thing as well much to my delight. dudes like tim and mike totally make me think i could pick up an electric guitar and tour the world making up small harmonies and singing slightly off key...maybe in 20-oh nine.
well i still have a story i think most would enjoy but first...you'll need a brief introduction to get the joke
...on several occasions throughout his set, TL would state that he was leaving his guitar "a little wet"...which was referring to this sort of off tuned sound. it was in a effort to support a steady bit of stage banter and probably deflect the fact that he kept playing out of tune...but anything that he said was laughed at by most present...keeping things pretty status quo.
the most memorable part of the night besides hearing the songs i wanted to from mr. leo (although on a side note most songs did not translate well to a solo effort) was this...
ted leo: this is a love song...
kid in crowd: make us cry
ted leo: i haven't made you cry yet?? i'm not doing my job apparently
lady from crowd: i'm crying from my crotch
COMPLETE SILENCE
ted leo: i didn't quite catch that...all i heard is blah blah CROTCH
small pause
some other dude in crowd: it's a little wet
huzzah!
oh and to top it off, the poem guy was there and did a poem about ted leo...if you frequented the fireside as much as i did as a teenager you totally know who i'm talking about and that just made your day.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
ode to athena
athena decrime aka decrizzle aka amy smith has been a part of my life since 2005.
we met when i tried out for the windy city rollers. she was one of the first people to talk to me at the recruitment event and she hand picked me from about 30ish "skater tots" to be a part of her team.
she captained me for 3 years and i guess we started to get close which is par the course when you are around someone for 4-5 days out of every week.
i don't know what the turning point was though, where we went from being skating buddies to real life friends. it was probably when we started taking trips together for travel team about two years ago and realized that we were really the only people we could stand being around in confined quarters. whatever it was that made that friendship blossom, she is now one of my best friends and someone i would do anything for.
this year has seen it's share of ups and downs for us and somehow we have weathered all the storms. in all honesty i'm thankful because i'm not sure what i'd do if she wasn't around.
no one would really understand how she lights up my life but...
things like telling me i IM like i talk...thus making me uncontrollably laugh like she always does...
or indulging me when i'm having moments of mental clarity
listening to all my bullshit and giving me advice that only a black woman living in a white woman's body could lay down
telling me i'm prettier and meaning every word of it
saying things like "her hair looks like a weave" and not thinking twice cause she knows it will make me smile
as you can tell a true friend in ever sense of the word
she's smart, beautiful, witty, hilarious, dependable, honest, hardworking, dedicated and more fun than almost anyone else i know...
i'm not even doing her justice here but you'd have to be lucky enough to know her to know exactly how amazing she is
<3
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