This little fluff puff makes me smile. The End.
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Happy Christmas 2013
Happy Christmas 2013 from Smoggie Catt and Me. I truly believe the world can achieve a greater peace if we take time to think.
We all got a bit of magic in us. I encourage you to find it and share it. Let the friends you have know you appreciate them.
Take time to rest. I'm so thankful to be part of this forest I'm in.
The interweb is great, but there is a greater goodness in shared experience. Thank you to everyone who has taught me that.
Jackie, Jordyn, Joel, Cass, Josh, Daniel, Hero, Tracy, Astrid, Heather, Tylar, Kelsey.. and so many more; I like you all greatly (Smoggie does, too).
Thank you! Thank you for enhancing my story.
It's all fragmented realities and other star stuff so get lost in it. Happy Christmas 2013!
Reincarnation
I believe in reincarnation because I was able to meet Smoggie Catt (again).
Also I need to quit getting distracted and go to the grocery store. I've been trying for an hour now. What am I even doing?
Interwebs and Smoggie Catt.
Aaaah!
Cats will soon take over the world.
Ok bye.
Ain't She Just Adorable Though?!
For real though. Look into those eyes. I love this fluff puff so much it's frightening.
Hello Website Blog
Hello website blog of mine that I share all of my head thoughts with as a way to be an open box, to share my earthling experience with even if that's sometimes done semi-cryptically.
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Think About It
Sometimes I wish I could text Smoggie Catt.
Think about all the trouble that could be avoided.
I tell her everything.
And all those regrettable, drunk texts could be avoided if I could only text my best friend, Smoggie Catt.
Well... It's fun to think about at least.
Office
This is my "office".
Where all things creative and productive take place at the home front.
I have officially finished round 1 of edits for the poetry book and waiting for the second round.
I've finished all my work and now it is cuddle time with Smoggie Catt.
That's my favorite part of every day,
She's been sitting in my lap for the entirety of this blog post actually.
Alright. Bye Interwebs.
Deja Vu
Looking through old photos.
Picture on the left is from August 1st, 2009 and the picture on the right was just taken last week.
Bites
Not all witches are good.
Not all fairies are nice.
But a lot of them are, but some of them bite.
And not all bites are bad.
Smoggie Catt's bites
are nibbles of love;
not mean spirited fights.
Happy Birthday Smoggie Catt
Happy Birthday to my most favorite being in the entire universe.
I'm glad you were birthed and that we crossed life paths. I love you, baby girl.
Happy Birthday Smoggie Catt!!!
Yesterday and Today and Everything Else, Too
Yesterday I went to a cool art show on SE Belmont called "Boxes of Death" where artist from around town were given miniature coffins and told to make whatever they so desired from/on it. There were some really interesting concepts, lots of people, and just good people observing time.
This West Coast vibe is so pure and chill. I hope to be able to assimilate within it organically, but as of late it's all so surreal and beautiful to me. All I can do is sit back and watch in awe of life and all it's beautiful insanity.
Everything Else, Too:
I have the upmost respect for my manager and coworkers; more so than ever before, but also becoming more and more aware of the tedious nature of my job. I'm not saying my work ethic has diminished at all. I just feel more extreme emotions concerning my job.
I don't let spilt coffee stress me, I won't let a long line get under my skin. Not that it ever did before but I feel more numb to it all.
I don't mind people asking for picky things, that's the nature of my job. For better or for worse that is what Starbucks has created.
It's the idea of being oblivious as to what you are ordering, where it came from, and how much work it takes to get you what you eat/drink that drives me ever towards insanity/enlightenment.
As a comfortable First World earthling we forget how much of what we enjoy in some way or some form comes from nature.
We forget how many trees are chopped down so we have a napkin or a bag to carry our "stuff" in because why carry around a reusable bag; thats too heavy on our backs or you might get sweaty. Fuck!
That we as a species are so picky about what we eat; while other animals are force fed shitty mediocre food pumped full of "stuff" so that they will grow exponentially faster so that we have can have a sausage sandwich on our way into our job that we will bitch about all too often.
I won't even get started on the amounts of plastic that goes un-recycled or the amounts of food that gets tossed into the garbage.
The life of another fellow earthling forced through a concentration camp of sorts so that we Manimals have food, but end up throwing it away without even thinking twice about it. It hurts!
It hurts to let my mind pander on such things. I don't do it too often and try to consume as little as possible in my own little world to help better balance my part of the world. But how long can this go on? We can't keep think that we can eternally extract forever and ever.
I don't like to talk about work. Work is something I do to make my music and art ambitions a reality. But lately I have become more and more aware of my fox origins and with that comes a fondness for the forest that only a fox can have.
So TODAY!
Today after work I lied around in the bed and let the cool breeze blow through the window with my good friend, Smoggie Catt. She really does keep me sane and I love her dearly.
Also just before coming to the Starbucks to take advantage of it's interwebs (because I do not have them at the moment) I went to my friend Tim's to grab his guitar.
He wrote out the basics of guitar tabs and I plan to try and learn guitar finally!!! That is how I will spend my night.
No work tomorrow; time to see how quickly I learn this thing! I just want to be on the stage again. It's the one place I feel most alive besides wandering around the forest.
I can't be in the forest all the time at this present moment though. So I NEED music. I've been writing all kinds of words and I just want to share with them with the entire world!
It's never too late for change! Never too late to rethink ideals. Times change, technologies do too; as should laws.
Change is inevitable, evolution is guaranteed. It's time to long for a greater goodness.
Morning Head Thoughts
- I'm really enjoying my new apartment. It's not even completely set up and I already feel the creative energy buzzing.
- Not having an ID will make you feel powerless. I can't even buy my own alcohol.
- I'm so ready to play music again. I have some wild ideas.
- I don't think I'm going to be able to go without internet at my house.
- Smoggie seems to really like sitting at the table with me; this makes me really happy inside seeing her sit in her own chair.
New Kitchen
It don't get much better than this my friends!
Sitting at my new kitchen table in my new apartment doing art stuff, listening to music, writing words with Smoggie Catt by my side.
Smoggie Catt Is Missing
Smoggie Catt has run off and I've stayed calm for a while, but now I'm starting to freak out.
Smoggie Catt, please for the love of all things good and magic: COME HOME!!!
Holy Heat!
It's way hotter than I expected this apartment could get.
True it sucks, but I feel very fortunate to not be in the Southwestern United States right now. That's some fucking intense heat.
Someone should bring me Smoggie Catt and I a cold brew or two!
Thank you Portland
- Moving into a new apartment in less than a week where Smoggie Catt can wander outside.
- Adam and Cody have been writing some sick songs.
- I've been writing all kinds of lyrics, poetry, and story bits.
Goals of Today
- Find a stove top teapot for under $10.
- Buy Smoggie Catt a leash and harness so that we can adventure together.
Smoggie Catt
My only consistency in life.
Afternoon Bus.
Waiting for my afternoon bus to come; so I can go home and give Smoggie Catt hugs (and lunch).