it is so good for when you need some inspiration to do some doodles.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
my inspiration for the day:
from the genius / brilliant / talented ryan adams --
(re: the latest economy crisis)
"i am not going to stop anything i am doing. i hope you don’t either.
keep the faith.
and keep moving.
darkness follows light-
light follows always
times infinity"
keep the faith.
and keep moving.
darkness follows light-
light follows always
times infinity"
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
brilliant:
i started reading a copy from the library, and then found the same brilliant book at barnes and noble for $5. five freggin dollars. grabbed it up and will not let go. blue van meer follows me in my dreams.
i saw 'body of lies' this evening (ready for another bargain -- for free! thank you farmingdale library for free passes. see, sometimes it does pay to be a huge book worm). i left the movie with my jaw to the ground and the notion that: i am terribly spooked by the c.i.a. right now. they could be reading this right now and i am not afraid to admit, i am in amazement of what they are (and at times, are not) capable of, in a very peculiar way.
i am getting my hair (chopped off) on thursday. by chopped off, i really mean a GOOD, healthy trim. more layers and my bangs will be back. bangin' away. i cant wait.
oh by the way, did you register to vote yet? only a few more days... let your voice be heard. please.
from up above
Marvelous Melissa, put yourself deep into the picture of your dreams. Feel, hear, see, taste, and smell the differences in your life. Imagine the many wonderful and surprising side effects of their manifestation, and see if I can't connect the dots.
This is how I roll,
The Universe
Try it now, Marvelous Melissa, for a few seconds... just to see how real you can make it feel...... I'm waiting....
This is how I roll,
The Universe
Try it now, Marvelous Melissa, for a few seconds... just to see how real you can make it feel...... I'm waiting....
Monday, October 6, 2008
moments to love a grandpa most.
today is sebmarine (my lovely grandfathers) birthday. he is eighty something. eighty six maybe? either way, it doesnt matter. he doesnt look a day over seventy. he doesnt act a day over 13. i am not kidding about this, either.
as some of you may know, my stand-in-boyfriend/best friend's name is george. george burns, to be exact.
this morning, george sent an email to sebmarine. wishing him a happy birthday. such a sweet gesture that i knew KNEW knew seb would love. i came home from school, ran downstairs to smoother my lovable grandfather with birthday kisses, and i asked him if he got his email from a special person.
"well, allstate wished me a happy birthday!" he said. so proudly. with a huge smile on my face. as if his face and smile were saying, allstate and i are best friends! imagine that! i continued. asking him if he got an email from his best pal.
(sidenote: his real best pal of over fifty years, uncle courtney as all knew him, died this past summer. part of my grandpa's laughter died with the passing of his childhood best friend. the night he passed, was the night of george's 25th birthday. when i was leaving to spoil my childhood best friend with birthday happiness, my grandpa stopped me, in tears, and told me how lucky i was to have such a caring and wonderful friend. "after all those years, you remain loyal to him and you two never stop laughing. dont ever stop laughing with him," were his words. i remember looking at him, the man who never cries, crying like a baby in front of me. unsure what to say, through his sobs he said "tell george i need a new best pal, i mean, i know he's yours, but i need someone to never stop laughing with").
so when i asked gramps about receiving an email from his best friend, he looked puzzled. i gave him a hint. "it would come from a george burns...." immediately his face lit up. he started laughing. tears streaming down his face. "OH!!! THAT GEORGE BURNS! I THOUGHT THE DEAD ACTOR GEORGE BURNS WISHED ME A HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SO I SAID THANK YOU IN REPLY!!!". never have i laughed so much. he is a special treat. i wish everyone had grandpa's like mine.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
dreaming
someone once told me that if my master's degree doesnt pan out, i should consider being a children's librarian. there is something so beautiful and liberating about children's books. to be so young, and open a book, to a page filled with dreams and fantasies. to share this joy with children, and to read them stories that make them laugh, cry and gasp in horror. to be part of their imagination. to look at colourful words all day that play around on pages. to get inside their heads, and to be on their level of silliness. to make silly faces as you read along to them, and to colour outside the lines.
ive thought about the idea. however, i want to combine all my passions into one. a long-time dream of mine has been to open up a coffee shop. either somewhere in greenwich village or in a little nook on long island. a coffee shop that sells more then coffee, but words. a coffee shop bookstore. but not a bookstore that sells books that are on the top sellers list, but books that have changed my life. books that when i open, i am opening up the pages to lives of my friends in the books. books that actually make you F E E L and think. and of course, some brilliant classics that go forgotten about. little women, a tree grows in brooklyn, cat's cradle, the secret life of bees, the giving tree, anne frank. my shop will be filled with all of these books that i feel comfortable speaking about. a coffee shop bookstore that has book discussions. where ladies (and men) come every month to discuss a classic favourite. to debate on endings and "what if's". a coffee shop bookstore that has an upstairs studio for yoga. a place to unwind and find your inner self. your inner zen. namaste. a coffee shop bookstore yoga studio that sells local art, made by friends. paintings, jewelry, clothing, everything homemade and touched by our fingers. a place where everyone who walks in is a friend, a comforting home. like that places you see in the movies. i would wear a homemade apron everyday (a different one for each day of the week!) and welcome everyone, young and old, into my shop, as if it was my home. with homemade lemonsquares and orange juice cake and other family recipes. to be shared with my new family. my reading family.
this long term dream of mine unfortunately only has potential to stay a dream. it's so sad how our society is so fast-paced that we cant even appreciate sitting with a cup of tea to read a beautiful book. to have a place to go to unwind that is free of cell phones and wi-fi. everywhere we go, people are moving, talking on phones, IM'ing one another and are too busy to sit back and let their mind imagine. let their eyes dance along prose, poetry, novels, novellas and plays. instead our eyes gaze over text messages, emails and the television. i hope that one day, i can get the courage to follow a dream of mine, and force people to put away the blackberries, shut off the laptops, and enter my world. my world with hot teas, literature and art. my world of peace and intelligence. my world of happiness.
ive thought about the idea. however, i want to combine all my passions into one. a long-time dream of mine has been to open up a coffee shop. either somewhere in greenwich village or in a little nook on long island. a coffee shop that sells more then coffee, but words. a coffee shop bookstore. but not a bookstore that sells books that are on the top sellers list, but books that have changed my life. books that when i open, i am opening up the pages to lives of my friends in the books. books that actually make you F E E L and think. and of course, some brilliant classics that go forgotten about. little women, a tree grows in brooklyn, cat's cradle, the secret life of bees, the giving tree, anne frank. my shop will be filled with all of these books that i feel comfortable speaking about. a coffee shop bookstore that has book discussions. where ladies (and men) come every month to discuss a classic favourite. to debate on endings and "what if's". a coffee shop bookstore that has an upstairs studio for yoga. a place to unwind and find your inner self. your inner zen. namaste. a coffee shop bookstore yoga studio that sells local art, made by friends. paintings, jewelry, clothing, everything homemade and touched by our fingers. a place where everyone who walks in is a friend, a comforting home. like that places you see in the movies. i would wear a homemade apron everyday (a different one for each day of the week!) and welcome everyone, young and old, into my shop, as if it was my home. with homemade lemonsquares and orange juice cake and other family recipes. to be shared with my new family. my reading family.
this long term dream of mine unfortunately only has potential to stay a dream. it's so sad how our society is so fast-paced that we cant even appreciate sitting with a cup of tea to read a beautiful book. to have a place to go to unwind that is free of cell phones and wi-fi. everywhere we go, people are moving, talking on phones, IM'ing one another and are too busy to sit back and let their mind imagine. let their eyes dance along prose, poetry, novels, novellas and plays. instead our eyes gaze over text messages, emails and the television. i hope that one day, i can get the courage to follow a dream of mine, and force people to put away the blackberries, shut off the laptops, and enter my world. my world with hot teas, literature and art. my world of peace and intelligence. my world of happiness.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
"choke" was wonderous. at first my initial reaction was "wow" but after it settled, it was really amazed by it. obviously, the book is so much better, but the movie really did it justice. impressed. i am.
today is a beautiful day. it screams autumn outside and i am l-o-v-i-n every second of fresh air. it wont last long. i am baking a pizza in the oven for my family, and tomorrow begins the first of many traditional sunday night italian feasts at my house. we're celebrating my grandpa's birthday, which means lasagna, cake, brownies and an autumn wine. i am okay with all of those luxuries.
george is my date to 13 the musical tonight and i cant wait to hug him and to be by his side. we havent seen each other in over a month (seriously) and my heart is going to explode in his arms. he put his night on hold in anticipation for the show. (george hates broadway shows. literally HATES them). i am blessed. by his subtle actions and by your presence in my life. everything is so peaceful right now.
life is what we make it
always has been,
always will be.
i hope your life is just as peaceful.
dance in the autumn wind and hug a close friend. let them know how special they are to you. make your family a special treat just because. smile as the leaves fall and the pumpkins start to show their faces. it's only here for a short amount of time. let's make the most of it. this happy life. happy weekend.
today is a beautiful day. it screams autumn outside and i am l-o-v-i-n every second of fresh air. it wont last long. i am baking a pizza in the oven for my family, and tomorrow begins the first of many traditional sunday night italian feasts at my house. we're celebrating my grandpa's birthday, which means lasagna, cake, brownies and an autumn wine. i am okay with all of those luxuries.
george is my date to 13 the musical tonight and i cant wait to hug him and to be by his side. we havent seen each other in over a month (seriously) and my heart is going to explode in his arms. he put his night on hold in anticipation for the show. (george hates broadway shows. literally HATES them). i am blessed. by his subtle actions and by your presence in my life. everything is so peaceful right now.
life is what we make it
always has been,
always will be.
i hope your life is just as peaceful.
dance in the autumn wind and hug a close friend. let them know how special they are to you. make your family a special treat just because. smile as the leaves fall and the pumpkins start to show their faces. it's only here for a short amount of time. let's make the most of it. this happy life. happy weekend.
Friday, October 3, 2008
funday friday
josh radin and ingrid michaelson have been consuming my life lately. both separate and together. their words, humming, harmonies and guitars are beautiful. both separate and together. i feel like they have been friends of mine for years, because their words are so true and homely. both separate and together.
tonight i am seeing 'choke' with a friend (who i would really name and link to his blog. but......) & then we're goin to my favourite irish pub for dinner and blue moon. maybe pumpkin ale, if i am lucky. tomorrow, a good friend of mine who works for broadway scored me four free tickets to 13 the musical. it just so happens i know two people in the show, so i am really excited. a few people who have seen the show have raved about it (although we may be partial because of the aforementioned actors we know in the show), but i have a feeling it wont last on broadway long (it opens sunday evening), so i am grateful to squeeze in time to see it before it possibly closes. then, coop and i are going to lense's bands show (i dont even know if they have a myspace) and i am bringing only my favourite hipster of the century along, alessandro.
the weekend is good. today was an easy day, i played bingo with the ol' folk and convinced more people to register to vote. i am pretty sure all the non-english speaking ol' folk i work with think i am signing them up for a million dollars, when in reality, im signing them up for their chance to make a change in the world. which is really greater than a million dollars.
tonight i am seeing 'choke' with a friend (who i would really name and link to his blog. but......) & then we're goin to my favourite irish pub for dinner and blue moon. maybe pumpkin ale, if i am lucky. tomorrow, a good friend of mine who works for broadway scored me four free tickets to 13 the musical. it just so happens i know two people in the show, so i am really excited. a few people who have seen the show have raved about it (although we may be partial because of the aforementioned actors we know in the show), but i have a feeling it wont last on broadway long (it opens sunday evening), so i am grateful to squeeze in time to see it before it possibly closes. then, coop and i are going to lense's bands show (i dont even know if they have a myspace) and i am bringing only my favourite hipster of the century along, alessandro.
the weekend is good. today was an easy day, i played bingo with the ol' folk and convinced more people to register to vote. i am pretty sure all the non-english speaking ol' folk i work with think i am signing them up for a million dollars, when in reality, im signing them up for their chance to make a change in the world. which is really greater than a million dollars.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
election day
i registered a few people to vote at work today, and it was beautiful. please note: im not registering the young eighteen year olds to vote, im registering the ol' folk. from age 65 and up. some of them were telling me today, that they never, EVER voted before (!).
and this year, they are hoping to make a change. elderly people, set in their ways, stubborn, content with everything, are registering to vote, to make a change. it blows my mind. it makes me so happy. some of them are new citizens, they are just learning the language, but are terribly anxious to vote for the first time.
no matter their story, they sign by the 'x' with a huge smile on their face and thank me. i know i have done them well.
if they are changing their ways, why cant you?
and this year, they are hoping to make a change. elderly people, set in their ways, stubborn, content with everything, are registering to vote, to make a change. it blows my mind. it makes me so happy. some of them are new citizens, they are just learning the language, but are terribly anxious to vote for the first time.
no matter their story, they sign by the 'x' with a huge smile on their face and thank me. i know i have done them well.
if they are changing their ways, why cant you?
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
THINGS TO DO IN OCTOBER
-more quilting
-finish crocheting a scarf for a newborn in need
-get my room organized
-stay happy
-rid every form of white food out of my diet (this will be difficult. baby steps)
-carve a pumpkin for home AND work
-see equus
-return phone calls sooner
-put more goodies on my etsy site
-send more snail mail
-surprise someone daily
-be lighter physically and mentally
-meditate every morning
-stay grateful
what will you do this month?
today's for you
i cannot wait two months to see this in concert:
ottoman - vampire weekend
it has been the greatest and happiest (!) beats to come into my head. george and i have a new habit, and it's texting each other lyrics, and the other person has to text the next lyric in that song. needless to say, half of our lyrics are vampire weekend (or girl talk. seriously). we used to text other quotes from snippets of conversations we had, but we stepped it up and moved onto music. move over jesse lacey, someone may have taken the spot in my heart that was always reserved for brand new. and his name isnt george, either. this band is sick.
ps: i found how i am going to cut my hair! yes yes yes!
ottoman - vampire weekend
it has been the greatest and happiest (!) beats to come into my head. george and i have a new habit, and it's texting each other lyrics, and the other person has to text the next lyric in that song. needless to say, half of our lyrics are vampire weekend (or girl talk. seriously). we used to text other quotes from snippets of conversations we had, but we stepped it up and moved onto music. move over jesse lacey, someone may have taken the spot in my heart that was always reserved for brand new. and his name isnt george, either. this band is sick.
ps: i found how i am going to cut my hair! yes yes yes!
hey.
i came across this from ze frank, and my arm hairs stood up and tears exploded in my eyes.
it's something that some of us may need now, or something that some of us will bookmark and use when the time is right. whenever you listen to it, close your eyes and smile. youre okay. youre doing the best you can. you are worth it. everything negative will pass, tomorrow is a new day, and today is a beautiful day.
ze frank: a children's song for adults.
enjoy. xo.
it's something that some of us may need now, or something that some of us will bookmark and use when the time is right. whenever you listen to it, close your eyes and smile. youre okay. youre doing the best you can. you are worth it. everything negative will pass, tomorrow is a new day, and today is a beautiful day.
ze frank: a children's song for adults.
enjoy. xo.
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