Wednesday, September 28, 2005

chicken or beef ?

I used to pride myself on my refined culinary ability, but almost a year of exclusively eating my own cooking has left me feeling...well, blah. It's sad but true: I have about maybe a dozen dinners I cook over and over again. And over again...and over again.

I need some inspiration.

Food Network, here I come!!!!

Monday, September 26, 2005

who's your daddy ?!!

to the man who is SO MUCH more than a sperm donor, but a loving yet sometimes overprotective figure in my life..happy 51st birthday papi! I love you more than words can say and thank the lord that you are here to share life with me each and every day!!!


Wednesday, September 21, 2005

WICKED, man!!!

Did I forget to tell you guys I saw 'Wicked' the musical this past weekend?

If you are in the Chicago area and haven't seen it yet, what the hell are you waiting for ? It rocked so much that I give it a thumbs up and a peace sign (this coming from a woman who usually giggles at cheesy musicals).

I am so enthralled, I just put "Wizard of Oz" in my Netflix Queue and even borrowed the book "Mirror, Mirror" from the library. Let's see if Gregory McGuire's other writings are just as wonderful.

"shortism"...just another ism that can't be smoked away

I'm reading "blink - the power of thinking without thinking" by Malcolm Gladwell. It discusses the power of snap judgments and how in some cirumstances it proves more accurate than in depth analysis. Not only this, but the book teaches you to fine tune your own snap judgment process to become more efficient.

What else can I say but that the book is truly mind blowing and (at least in my eyes) rings true in every facet of life - from business to your personal life . Needless to say, the margins in my recently brought book have been noted up and the text throughout has been highlighted yellow or orange depending on what interested me about it.

The most interesting (or shall I say distressing) factiod I picked up thus far is:

"researchers who analyzed data...that followed thousands of people from birth to adulthood calculated that when corrected for such variables such as age and gender and weight, an inch of height is worth $789 a year in salary. A person who is six feet tall but other wise identical to a person who is five foot five will make an average of $5,525 more per year...Of the tens of millions of American men below five foot six, a grand total of ten in my sample have reached the level of CEO, which says being short is probably as much of a handicap to corporate success as being a woman or an African American...."

OUCH!!! Being a "border-line midget" mexirican woman in the corporate world, no wonder there always seems to be a dragonflypurity barrier in the workplace....hmmmm

Monday, September 19, 2005

i'm starting to rethink my stand on Santeria

If anyone's counting, within the past three months:

1) My cars been broken into twice - the latest break-in leaving me without my radio, sirius satelite receiver, amp, and subwoofer

2) I got into a car accident - smashing in the front of above ride

3) My cell phone has been stolen - with the culprit downloading $20 worth of ringtones to the horrendous tunes of songs like "Shawty Callin" and "You'z a Trick"

4) I have suffered constant allergy attacks which have left my nose and lip area raw continuously making me look..well like a fucken tomato.


Today I shall drink it all away. Won't you join me ?

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

and the game continues

What do you know???? Bush actually said he takes responsibility for the government's lackluster response to Hurricane Katrina. At first, my jaws dropped in utter surprise that President Bush - who always seems to pass the buck and point the finger elsewhere - actually admitted he was (at least partially) responsible for something bad happening. Then I realized, this is damage control to increase Dubya's sinking approval rate, now at an all time low of 38%.

I don't know about you, but I found his little speech to be as flattering as a flacid dick in the wind..


Tuesday, September 13, 2005

list of 7's

Taken from Normies World, below are my list of 7 things. Surprisingly, a few of the lists took quite a while to come up with, especially the first one. Please note, that in most cases, items are NOT listed in any particular order. :)

7 things I plan to do before I die:
1) travel near and far to my heart's content
2) not be rich, but well off and comfortable..ehhh, who am I kidding? "I WANT TO BE RICH!!"
3) volunteer in a 3rd world country for a year
4) Find a job that pays well and that I LOVE
5) get HAPPILY married and have babies
6) QUIT smoking
7) ask forgiveness from the only friend I ever truly wronged...

7 things I can do:
1) listen - really listen
2) cook and bake my ass off (they call me the mexirican betty crocker remember?)
3) write poems, songs, stories and in my blog - sometimes its better than other times
4) be a good friend to those I love
5) on the same token, sometimes be a total lunatic bitch to those same people
6) love and laugh wholeheartedly
7) swim - I am a fish in water (I even made up my own stoke named the mermaid!!)

7 things I cannot do:
2) get out of debt
3) not get emotional in times of stress and sadness
4) forgive or forget easily (I swear this is a double edge sword)
5) kiss ass to get what I want. Despite hardships, I stick to my guns in situations
6) support W. Bush AT ALL (dumbass...enough said)
7) wake up in the morning to work out no matter how hard I try

7 things that attract me to the opposite sex/another person:
1) a great and honest smile (meaning fake smiles suck ass)
2) juicy lips (a double plus if he has a great smile and juicy lips)
3) a great personality
4) easy going/ easy to talk to
5) can you say "junk in the trunk"?
6) Intelligence
7) Loyalty

7 things that I say most often:
1) Peace and Love (as a salutation)
2) I don't want to go to work
3) to the dog used interchangeably "TAZ!!! LEAVE IT" or "GOOD (or bad) boy!!"
4) "I love you". I make a point to say it to everyone I love daily
5) in shock, disbelief, or anger: "I don't think so!!!"
6) when angry "muthafuck (Him/HER/IT)"
7) again when angry (in traffic) "MOVE IT , GET OUT OF THE WAY!"

7 celebrity crushes:
1) The Rock
2) Brad Pitt
3) Johnnie Depp
4) Oscar De La Hoya
5) Nas
6) Denzel Washington
7) Larenz Tate

7 people I want to do this: Your Choice
1) Mickey
2) Erin
3) Ms. Piscessoul.
4) Kerry
5) you
6) you
7) and you (only if you want)

Thursday, September 08, 2005

New Orleans Overload

Just thinking about the whole New Orleans disaster is too sad and depressing for me. I mean I am barely holding on to my sanity lately and just thinking about such a TRAGIC EVENT just brings me over that edge. Don't get me wrong: my heart, thoughts and prayers all go out to each and every soul who's life was forever changed by the hurricane. I can't even imagine the amount of devastation and pain these people have endured....their houses gone, family members lost, everything they owned and loved being ripped from they are saying thousands may be dead, just floating around in the disease infested water, and how it will take possibly year(s) to repair the damage. I keep thinking "this should have been prevented...there is simply no excuse for such loss of life and devastation" but who is really to blame? People are going back and forth trying to point the finger. Meanwhile, my brain is on overload with all this other personal shit going on in my life. Suddenly, I am having some trippy dreams laced with floods, terrorist attacks, and alien invasions. I really need to chill out...and just release it all

BUT IN THE MEANWHILE, I swear if I have to watch another news clip or read anymore about the total DEVASTATION that has taken hold of the city of New Orleans, I am just gonna shoot my toes off.

Oh, and to shamelessly plug a cause OTHER THAN THE RED CROSS (the hippy in me is rebelling), check out Rosie O'Donnell's foundation All For Kids which is donating 100% of all donations to the children and their families which were affected by hurricane katrina. I mean the full 100%!!! What other organization is offering that ??!!!

tick tock says the clock

Man, can you believe its already September? WOW!!! This week actually marked the end of summer vacation for all the Chicago Public School children in the world. Traffic (which usually sucks) is PURE HELL every morning and afternoon to and from work thanks to those little buggers. Adding to this, now I am noticing little things that only remind me that another year is passing me by. Stuff like: It's only 7 pm and the sun has already set and the leaves on the trees are starting to slowly wilt and brown on the edges. These are just some of the signs that signify the end of summer and I'm still in denial...

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

i am no longer a poet

I am no longer a poet
As I write
soliloquies and poetic scales are being ripped from memory
despite my efforts my pen ceases to write
beautiful lyrics
heartfelt tales
words of meaning and knowledge for the masses
something in me has changed
grown cynical with age
in a way...
I have grown apart from what I held so dear
no longer hopeful for life
my imagination no longer sees rhythm and meaning
between the lines of life
instead I find myself
just taking in the ins & out of life
trying so hard to get by
struggling to put food on the table
attempting to keep my sanity
And as I look back
I see the carcass of the poet which was once me
which once reigned supreme
which once was my guiding light
And all that's left is words
scattered on a page
making as much sense to myself

I am no longer poet
just a gal trying to find her way
And every time I try to write,
I'm more confused than when I started.