Tuesday, August 21, 2012

More Rain, Gene, and Frank

Why is it that the rain makes some of us artistic types start flowing with those mind-wandering juices?

Another rainy day with steel-gray skies, sopping wet, squishy ground, and I find myself wanting to dance to some crooners.

A particular song comes to mind. It's maybe a little expected and cheezy for days like this, but "Singin' in the Rain" is one of my favorite movie moments of the 50's and pretty much all time. I am currently watching the uber-charming Mr. Gene Kelly (may his sweet, charming, handsome soul rest in peace). Here's the iconic video where he dances like a loon right after gazing in a love-struck haze into Carrie Fisher's Mom's eyes (that's Debbie Reynolds, of course).



Gene wasn't as much known for his singing as he was for his dancing and choreography. Someone who *was* known more for his singing, however, is the smooth-voiced Mr. Frank Sinatra. Another perfect song for a rainy day (or sunny, cloudy, snowy, or tornado day that makes you want to tickle your ears with some fab fifties crooning) is "All The Way," a song that was recorded by tonsbunches of pop singers from that era. "Who knows where the road will lead us...only a fool would say..."

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

"After A Night's Storm" (a poem)

Step down the crooked sidewalk
The morning after a night's storm
And breathe in the floral serenity
That has taken precious form.

The damp and fragrant, misty air
Awash of yesterday's pace
Stands still and full of future's promise
Like an ethereal suitcase.

Houses, all sleeping, rest sound and still
Under cumulus clouds, cool and dark
And the dimmed morning light from above
Colors gardens, damp green leaves, and brown bark.

The morning after a night of rain
Is among my favorites moments of life
Because it heals, reveals, and shows us the way
And brings growth from the prior day's strife.



Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Circa 1953



My mother is an identical twin. That's her to the left (or is it to the right??). This picture was taken before she and my aunt developed their separate likes and styles, which would serve as identifiers to tell them apart later in life.

No matter what they've done separately, however, they have always had an uncanny connection. For instance, when Auntie and my mother were in their 40's and lived in separate states, they still somehow managed to buy the same kind of key-chain for their keys that same year!

I can tell them apart by their voices, but only after some practice. Whenever they spend time together, they like to call me and see if I can identify who's talking. It's the tiny little quirks in each of their voice patterns that make them unique. Only someone who knows them very well could sense the difference. When they were infants, my grandmother had to put a spot of fingernail polish on their feet to tell them apart!

Twins must have separate souls, but they still share something very special that other siblings don't. I love both my mother and Auntie for being their own, unique selves, and also for being so much like halves to a whole.

I'm supposedly in line to have twins, myself, so if I choose to bear children, I may get my own precious set of identical babies. Good thing I have lots of fingernail polish on hand...



Monday, August 6, 2012

We're On Mars!

What a thing to wake up to this bright and sizzling summer morning! We have landed a new rover on Mars!

The rover called Curiosity is now going to explore the mysterious Red Planet for us as we expand our knowledge as human beings and continue to be fascinated by life and the universe around us.

Rived? Inspired? Freaked out by the awesomeness of it all? Well, you must feel like getting in the Mars Mood now, so let me suggest some top notch -->literature<-- to tickle that space-traveling fancy.

Hmm...I wonder if we'll find any life out there on our neighboring planet...?


Saturday, August 4, 2012

Hey, World

Hey there, Bloggerverse.

I'm trying something new, something fresh, something real. Had a few earlier incarnations of this thing called "blog," but that was just toying around, just playing with the format, just "finding my way," so I knew what to do when the real me decided to shine through.

And that time is now! *trumpets sound*

Pretty soon, I'll have some fantabulous reading material for all of y'all, not only in the form of very eclectic, very ME blog posts, but also some published fiction to flirt with your fanciful imaginations. The angels are coming. Can't wait! ;)



If nobody else reads this blog, it won't be too much of a bummer because I've come into my own lately. I'm writing this shit for myself. Anyone who comes along for the ride is welcome and appreciated, but just know you're getting something genuine, something non-commerical, something soulful.

If you can dig it, stay and play.

Talk again soon... ;)