Train of Thoughts

So it happens that my friend Milo asked me today if I have ever thought about recording my random ramblings whenever I have them. I have, the problem is that I probably wouldn't be able to remember what I have said once I have recorded it. It's not bad, it's simply the way my brain works, if I have said something, it's outside of my head then I move on to the next topic. For things like that we end up with:
Random songs about: Long underwear
intestines and how they relate to the paycheck
bad habits
food food food
schoolwork and the spleen
etc.
it's nearly always an adventure when I play chess with a person finding out their attack strategy and how they operate as a logical thinker, or not. and yesterday I played Milo four games of chess each time learning more about how he thinks. It's fascinating.
whenever I play, and it isn't often, I wait for the other person to make a move, sometimes attacking first, sometimes playing defensively. whenever distracted, I lose, whenever focused, I tend to win, whenever teaching... you get the picture.
Hopefully I haven't trounced my friend too much to discourage him from playing me again, I look forward to it!
I need to make more art, finish my art, and hang an exhibit in the library. My deadline is next Friday. Paintings for a non-painter isn't that grand?
I have photos somewhere of what has happened recently, I just need to find them. Oh, and also, I'm writing stories.

Adventures

Ok, so, On we go

adventurous through to snowqualmie

I heard the word

and heeded the curve

of the route of the road we were on

Following the path

that leads were it's at

was the bundling trundling

sometimes confuddling

walking or runnilying

path.

The clouds

closer now

seem to hang like a shroud

o'er the mountainous hills
and protrusions

as we strain

'gainst the rain

for a healthy refrain

of a traveling song

of no nuisance

Here, here we go

surrounded by peaked-snow
of a generous sort for this season

A hill rounded still

by such larger rocks will

be a generous lookout for

a week-e-nd

"Pon una linia donde quiere"

Spanish learning as a youth consisted of, "Now which game will this fidgety little girl try to not ignore"
and "How can she learn conversationally when she is clearly NOT going to absorb anything unless she is in a social setting?!" Homeschooling was interesting. Homeschooling was the opposite of dance.
Dance had order, it had fluidity, and it had... people, mostly girls, except for when in level three we actually had, gasp, two boys! Always Always Always there were an odd number of girls in class, so in across-the-floor exercises I would get paired with them because I could keep up, and I was quite a bit more comfortable around them than the other girls. It was the "Eew boys are gross!" years for all the other girls. I honestly didn't care. If I could keep up with the guys, who were being trained to have huge strides, I didn't mind, it meant that I could have big strides too! I always like that until the higher levels where suddenly they guys were ostracized or doted upon constantly by the other girls, or teacher.
Dance is strange like that. but it's the perfect outlet for the ADD. you get constant distraction from different movements of the body, and the beauty comes from balancing the distraction with focus, if you can be purposefully distracted with intent then it's a lot easier on the brain. The exercise makes you happy too! I don't believe that I'm dancing nearly enough once a week. It is expensive though to maintain yourself with classes. The ADD doesn't often allow ones' self to give a class that one can also take at the same time.

Tense confusion, pronoun confusion, subject flow... this blog post will not make it to the second draft of a formal paper. Cool how this isn't a formal paper, isn't it!

Flurriously Snowing!

Up here in the state of Washington so rarely is the occasion that contains a snowfall. So, to wake up see it snowing, see everything covered in a soft white blanket of beauty, is dazzling. My dear friend, who is from South America loves it here because the climate is so cold, and whenever there is snow He truly is enthralled by it all.

To say the least, Snow is cold. I waffle back and forth between liking it, and not liking it for logistical purposes, and this weekend alone several different happenings that usually go on were cancelled for me. That’s not to say that I wasn’t relieved that they were cancelled, I was indeed, but it’s frustrating being at home so much. I never did buy those rain-boots that would double as snow-boots.

Work was cancelled today, and the next day and the next...

I was inside my house for nearly five days straight. That's far too long for me and my walking-legs. 

It's rawther difficult to take pictures of snow falling, but I attempted it anyway!

Apart from all the other blogs, and pages, and things I need to create an etsy account.

Hats Aplenty, Hats Galore

I cannot watch a movie and not do anything with my hands, unless I'm by myself and I have a new movie that I am memorizing. So I have begun to knit again, and in the past three weeks I've made four hats, and I'm currently working on a fifth! Not only is it something to do, the repetitive motion helps me to meditate, and still the craziness that I take in sensory-wise when I'm watching films.
I don't need to watch movies, and I definitely don't watch television, but sometimes it's nice to have that suspension of disbelief engaged for a short while.

As a part of my process I recycle crocheted and knit things that I have made that use way too much yarn in order to make different projects, most recently I have unraveled a circular poncho that I had crocheted in order to use some of the yarn for other projects. I'm in the process of re-knitting most of the yarn back into a throw blanket, but some of it is going to the process of making hats.
I should probably sell them...

In order to pay rent. WOO!

Thursday!

So, by now I should have realized that when I tell a story I tend to jump around  from thing to thing, usually out of order, but most times people eventually figure out what it is that the story is about. I only have a couple of pictures to share but here they are!

I forgot to get a view of the stage floor and stage left, which was a bummer because of all the effort that everyone went to who was involved in this.

SO, the story behind this was that SCC was involved in producing a musical play about rival gangs and they were in need of artists to create graffiti in their space, we worked alongside real graffiti artists and just plain silly folk, like my friend Milo and Magi. Whenever you get artists together with a sense of humor you end up with some great-looking work, and they usually contain a great deal of hidden jokes.

I know for certain that among some of the things spraypainted there were:

"Frodo Lives"

"Dumpster Diver"

"Codfish"

"Anarchy Symbol"

"Short People Of The World Unite Or Buy Stilts"

"Smash The State"

"exit" above the exit sign

"I Didn't Do It"

"Milo"

An anchor

"RIP Kim Jon Il"

"This Banana Is Magical"

Along with various other symbols that are quite recognizable! The night before I was going to help paint, Milo called me and asked me to help, that's why I went. I had nearly gotten hit by a car that day so I was dealing with the severe stress that accompanied it, and it was a good exercise to help me calm down to develop my own "tags" for the stage, and I painted two out of the three of them that I had created on the walls and on a panel.

Of the three sketches that I had drawn were a UFO, "THIS WAY" written on top of two arrows pointing in opposing directions (an homage to alice in wonderland), and a heavy-metal-looking symbol that kind of resembles the letters RAR only the first R is reversed and the letters are all highly stylized.

When I got there immediately I saw Milo and about two seconds later I saw my dearest friend Magi who was painting a panel and then eventually painted all over! This was the best surprise! Two of my very dear friends with very good senses of design and humor! Milo I should say made most of the "silly" tags, which were so much fun to see!

I had help painting my work-pants, which were lacking paint on them, now, they're too colorful to wear without someone (on a scooter driving by) commenting on them!

I have to say it was a thoroughly enjoyable experience throughout, except for the migraine afterwards.

Even that went away after a long night's rest.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Such a lovely introduction to the new year! I went out for the first year EVER for new years. It was incredible! every year prior to this one I was always at home with family while some watched movies, others ate junk food, and I fell asleep. It never failed, I would fall asleep, someone would come in at midnight (without knocking) {violating my privacy} say "happy new year" wake me up, then I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep for quite some time...

This year was different.

So many people dancing!

I went out for a change. We went to the Seattle symphony because we both had student discount cards (which is amazing!) ate pho, enjoyed Engelbert Humperdink and Beethoven, then danced until midnight and a little bit afterwards at Benaroya hall! It was purely enjoyable, I had my first taste of champagne ever, which was quite an acquired taste for OTHER people to enjoy. Blech. When we left, the entire city was intoxicated. We caught the last bus out of the city and I made it home by 3:00am.

It felt like the new year really was welcomed in properly, and the transition was just as momentous as it should be! What a concept! Celebrating an event that doesn't mean too much, but lets you have a CLEAR definition between events is actually quite validating! Never before had such an amazing ability to get out and have fun been available to me! It was incredible! I didn't worry about what would happen if I got home late, I wasn't concerned with anyone's expectations of what I would do.

I had talked with my aunt and grandmother earlier that day, and I was encouraged by their conversations. Family means the world to me, and this year I couldn't be with the family that I wanted to be with. I was unwelcome there, so I spent time with the family that I could be with, the family of choice that I love very dearly.

"...and that has made all the difference." ~Robert Frost