Evertime I hear a very twangy guitar (walking baseline? maybe) stomping beat I feel like I should be in a Western where I am that super naturally hot girl getting water from the well and outta nowhere the bad guys! but it doesn't matter because our heroine (me) is a lightning fast trick shot cuz her Daddy he taught her them things. Ew only I don't talk like that. Because I'm also hella smart. Maybe I run the brothel. Or moonshine? I think I sell moonshine. As a tonic. Herb infused. Delish.
I love walking outside when the weather is partially inclement as no one else is ever out walking - in particular their dogs so I tend to have/make space for myself and my mind flies when I have the world as a soothing, albeit punctuated with stimuli, backdrop and as per usual the iPod (this is the cusp of marking me as a luddite, I'm cool with it) on the random shuffle. The dog is truly walking herself at this point I'm just kind of along for the companionship.
Oh and the shit.
Anyhoo, I love the suspension of time when I move through the Nature by myself. It's low level Disney, the dog, tongue lolling out the side of her mouth bounding in and out of my sight/water while rabbits pop up and well, the birds are probably singing but so's Britney so...
It's really easy to let go of the chatter in my mind and follow one track as far as it wants to go. Experiencing the profundity that comes with fleeting, whispered thoughts.
The only time I judge people blasting music is if I don't feel like listening to that tune. Unless, of course, you are GIVEN'ER and then I am always going to slow clap unbridled enthusiasm. Oh and if your sound system sucks but then I'm like well, you're probably a yoot and have zero scratch so you are not to hide your music loving light under no judgey bushell! Forget I said anything! Movin on
I do need to find another music sourcing website from someone with taste as random as mine - although I already lose days to the intergoogles so I probably should use a Universe wish on something else. Like the shekels I need for my new snazzy pad. With a balcony for Moubebe. She is a murderer so hopefully the Toronto wildlife is a little more quick on the uptake. Good luck, Toronto wildlife. She's a ninja. Who likes butter, don't be yellow.
I have really been cooking/baking up a storm at work. I really love experimentation in the kitchen, I just learned how to make brown butter - the key for me, don't get distracted which, if you have been reading along, is a life goal and easier said blah, blah, blah. Baking and I still give each other the side eye as it's all you must be specific! and I'm all hey! look what I made. I'm pretty much a poster child for the Pinterest 'Nailed it!' Tumblr. Totally not sad about it - everyone has to start somewhere and I truly feel my deep, unwavering love for food in all it's incantations will see me through. I'm happy summer is around the corner as it means the Croatian side will start going to the various parks for 'Mass' and more accurately, for me at least, the roasted meats. I really am repeating myself here but as much as I love animals, I do!, I feel joy seeing lambs and pigs turning on spits. It low level drives my cousin JB crazy as she is a champion of those who can't for themselves, children and animals, which I love her for and aspire to - in a sense. Anyhoo, I got the memo - pigs are intelligent as shit. I smell bacon and my care about anything other than me shivels to less than a memory. My BFF sent me a picture of smoked sausage. It's part of our bond and a real soul deep love - my eyes roll back in my head, I lose the power of all my senses for any external focus. Do I talk about food all the time? Yes! Will I have a cessation of this topic? Unlikely, but I am also more than willing to let others go on about their clean eating, artistic passions, crazy adventures, new romances etc. I kind also just love to talk all the time in general but there is so much! People are so varied and interesting and compelling. Even those I'd cheerfully throat punch. Those people are few and far between as I am aware it takes all paths and there is no way of knowing the travels of others unless invited to share. Which is to care.
I need to buy seeds for the bees. I'm concerned. Monsanto, I blame you. There is a million better links out there about why they are the tool of the devil but you can decide for yourself how much concern research is your cup of tea.
I'd like to make a run for the border as my 'wife' - short version, after 3 bottles of wine for my belated birthday we married each other, serving as one another witnesses to 'All that you can't leave behind' by our friends U2 - has her birthday coming up just in time for a long weekend and frankly, I adore fireworks. I mean, my Wif. Who, I hope, also loves a show to rival the Niagara Falls display. I need to consult with BellaMio to see if we can add that to the roadtrip - which means I need a new roadtrip playlist. Thank you, my various friends, who just understand what playing car DJ means to me.
a haiku
need some gunpowder
light and sound meditation
is it party time?
xo
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