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I saw "The Devine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood" last night because it was on TV. I didn't have the highest expectations for it, but it turned out to be phenominal.

Nina Repetas cameo made me happy as hell, but I'm a Dawsons Creek addict like that.
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smasher:
I Love You Jess... don't get mad I posted!!!
MUAH
Snake!
smasher:
Hey Snake...how'd you get in here?
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"Oh the words that he spoke
Seemed the wisest of philosophies
Theres nothing ever gained
By a wet thing called a tear
When the world is too dark
And I need the light inside of me
Ill walk into a bar
And drink fifteen pints of beer"

-Shane Macgowan

Ai, a decent philosophy indeed. Especially when caught up in the unholy mantrap of love...or rather...
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corrigan:
i suppose that counts. it is settled. you are my new hero.
jill:
you are great with words
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"In the depths of winter I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer."

But a little *real* summer, yeah, that'd be nice. This spectacle of a skinny bastard sliding all over the ice in flat leather-soled cowboy boots has to end!
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joey:
ah that sucks...maybe you should go bed hunting
cybele:
The drunken prat-fall is one of my best party tricks! (Though, fortunately, here in Portland we tend to land on "soft" mud as opposed to hard ice.)

And thanks ever so much for the recipe to the Irish Car Bomb. (Dunno whether to join A.A. or the IRA!)

smile
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In Ireland they say "Next time you heare Irish music you'll be in Rhode Island."

Well, yesterday at least that would have been very true for my partner in crime and I stood atop the old tower by the abandoned stables of Aqiudnick Island looking out to sea playing accordian and guitar covers of half The Pogues/Popes catalogue.

But then we nearly froze so we...
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isadora:
teacake is an italian greyhound.. he does kinda have a similar face to jack russels, but he's ALL legs. wink
cybele:
"I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing..."
smile

(Me thinks I need this "Irish Car Bomb" recipe.)
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Hey, we got four spots opening in the warehouse in Pawtucket. Anybody want in? It'll run ya about $200 a month, which includes rent and utilities, it gives you you're own room, and we got a kitchen, a bathroom, a shower room, a livingroom, and a huge ass main space.

Any takers?
evillyn:
No, sears is terrible. stay away!
cybele:
I liked your little poem on love. A two-way street, indeed. (Until very recently, I'd been drivin' blind on the Autobahn!)
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The devil's in the women
and they never can be easy....
iggy:
whoa wait you have a warehouse? where do i sign???
cybele:
I thought the Devil was in the details?? smile

Do not despair! You'll find your "angel." And anyway, you're too young to be bitter.

More of the lovely Ms. Kahlo:

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"Save me from curious Conscience, that still lords
Its strength for darkness, burrowing like a mole;
Turn the key deftly in the oiled wards,
And seal the hushed Casket of my Soul."

Sweet lord I need some sleep!

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iggy:
providence sounds nice...i hear good things about it all the time.
cybele:
"O soft Embalmer of the still midnight!
Shutting, with careful fingers and benign,
Our gloom-pleas'd eyes, embower'd from the light,
Enshaded in forgetfulness divine..."

Ah, the agony of insomnia. skull
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Been smoking too many unfiltered cigarettes and drinking too much unfiltered coffee.

Haydens really gettin' in mah blood now. I'm wishing it was raining and that it was sunday.

Catching a train to New York City tomorrow. I haven't a dime to my name hardly, so tomorrow will be quite the low key affair. My mixed tape for the train ride is ready...Billy Holiday, Edith...
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les:
is it really a tape?
smasher:
you bet it is.
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I finished painting my room. All black with a hint of red trim. Now all I need is a couch to replace my matresses and a loft, and I'll be in business!
evillyn:
Hahhaha, you silly gothic boy.
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So, the other night my friend shows me this great smoking spot near my house. So, we smoked, and it'd been awhile for me, so I got a little more messed up than I planned to. Anyways, we heading out of there, get on this main road, and run outta gas. Two seconds later, a cop car pulls up and hits the lights. We reek...
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iggy:
my dads a cop and one time i went to his house still really high from the night before.....

yeah that was strange.