Acting class was awesome last night. I got all gussied up as my favorite smack addict, down to the tats, bruises, bloody cuts and scrapes, white-trash makeup and mole. I brought in a huge mommy-purse with everything Amy might need: beehive hairdo (represented by a black skein of yarn), cigarette, crochet/heroin needle, bendy cocaine straw, empty beer bottle, pipe for ... whatever.
Later, I heard Adam rummaging in the bathroom for an extended amount of time. When he came out, he said: "Did Amy beat up her husband?" He'd used my vampire paints to give himself a black eye. We got a few cockeyed looks at Koryo and more than one laugh at The Pub. Pictures to come.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
How the fuck did I get on this mailing list?
Return to Center
presents...
~Awakening your Sacred Leader, a Mask-Making Experience~
Nov 2-3, 2007
Experience a weekend of exploration and creative expression. We will dive deep, accessing the face of your archetype, surfacing this emergent expression on a mask. Express and step into your most authentic and powerful self!
When:
Fri eve, 6:30pm-9:00pm: Opening and New Mask birthing process
Sat, 10:00am-5:00pm: Deep dive through a mini-breathwork, followed by the creative and expressive mask-making, integrative sharing and claiming ritual.
Investment: $100 (a non-ref. $25 deposit holds your space)
Group limited to 12 participants
Contact: return2center@comast.net
Location: Opening to Life Studio, 407 NE 12th St., Portland, OR
(at NE Flanders, across from Franz bakery)
Rev. Dr. Martie Geltz, M.Div.
Mystical Activist
The Return to Center
return2center@comcast.net
office: 503 635 1629
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Is there any wonder I have so much anger?
Is it a surprise that I go out looking for fights?
Is it a mystery why I'm equal parts shock and terror?
There's times I just want to go off on my father, just really let it rip, and then I try to remember I'm a grown-up and there's no need to be scared. Not any more, and maybe not ever.
Is it a surprise that I go out looking for fights?
Is it a mystery why I'm equal parts shock and terror?
There's times I just want to go off on my father, just really let it rip, and then I try to remember I'm a grown-up and there's no need to be scared. Not any more, and maybe not ever.
Support equal marriage rights!
Yesterday Joseph reminded me of my five minutes of lesbianism. I never did much about it, unless you count this, and I don't.
Since I love a man and not a woman, I'm allowed by society to have a ring on my finger and to make marriage plans. Let's hope this changes soon.
Since I love a man and not a woman, I'm allowed by society to have a ring on my finger and to make marriage plans. Let's hope this changes soon.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Weiner Takes All
Saw this tonight. Hard to tell if it was satire or straight, and in any event, it put a bad taste in my mouth about people who make their animals compete on their behalf.
Adam and I randomly walked through an open house in Berkeley yesterday.
"I could see us buying," I said after we left, "someday."
"When it makes sense," he said.
As we walked, I started babbling about how I'd need to be more stable -- no, not that, just have more savings, no, not exactly --
"I just don't want it to be yours," I said, "and I'd be sponging."
"We'll be married," he said. "It'll be ours."
"I could see us buying," I said after we left, "someday."
"When it makes sense," he said.
As we walked, I started babbling about how I'd need to be more stable -- no, not that, just have more savings, no, not exactly --
"I just don't want it to be yours," I said, "and I'd be sponging."
"We'll be married," he said. "It'll be ours."
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