General Impatience

I just can't!

I understand. You had/have somewhere to be and your attendance at said place requires a certain type of attire. Maybe you didn't want to carry an extra bag today so you decided to troop in your semi-new suede pumps that you don't want to ruin. But wait, YOU LIVE IN NYC AND WE JUST HAD A SNOW STORM! Why didn't you stop and consider how you would navigate the slush before you left the house wearing those darn shoes. SPACE IS LIMITED. I NEED YOU TO WALK! YOU ARE STOPPING THE FLOW OF PEDESTRIAN TRAFFIC AS YOU DECIDE/TRY TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO BEST PRESERVE YOUR ADMITTEDLY AMAZING FOOTWEAR. There are about twenty people behind you with appropriate footwear or shoes they don't care about ruining on their feet waiting for you to make a move because they too have a place to be. I am one of them. You left your house knowing the situation outside. The snow fell about 3 days ago. Not a surprise. I am amazed and generally impatient. With this kind of CRAZY roaming the city, generally annoying me, how will I ever make it to 2091?

THE FUN THEORY!

I think I am in love! 

I have lived my life with the feeling that 95% of anything should be fun in some way!

And LOOK!!! Now, Volkswagon has made it into a theory and is testing it out.

Shout out to the Foxy Lady for posting this on Facebook!

ENJOY!

MINdog OWT!

Leah

That thing they say about gifts is true.  The thing about them not always being wrapped.  I think they say some gifts don't come wrapped or something about a small package or something about what glitters not being gold or something along the lines of expect what you are given or treat others as you want them to treat you or something about pictures saying  a thousand words or waiting for the truth or having your cake and eating it too.  It's all true.  Proven.  If you say it enough times or believe hard enough and long enough and if you have the air to fight or breathe or choke on then you are alive and you should be thankful and living.  This may sound like or read like a load of something that's not easy to grasp because it means nothing at all, it says nothing new and it runs away but  I accept that.  This paragraph is true, it's what I 'm hearing right now.  It's a reminder.  Even if you don't know what I'm talking about you do.  I haven't a clue about what I've written here but I do. In an instant things change and they just changed and something told me to write it down, to keep a record of the changes and all the record should say is: Be kind to yourself.

Thank you Leah.  Today for the entire day I will be kind to myself.

Wowza!

Lifetime and Lifetime Movie Network are great!

I love the cheese! The slow motion shots, the dramatic music, the acting, the thiss the thats!

YES I SAID THISS AND THATS! I love a this and that!!!!

And on a Sunday...what better thing can one do but sit and enjoy cheese all day!

Turn your brain off sometimes folks...it is worth it!

MinDog OWT!

Last Night

We were ending a phone conversation.

I said, "hurry, make your way my way."

He said, "I am making my way your way."


Wow.


If we weren't speaking of getting to a location, if he wasn't like a brother and if that man didn't get on the train eating funky beef and broccolli, I'd still be imagining what his making my way his way could mean.

2091

D(MinDog's husband) sent the pic below to my inbox at 9:53AM.

The subject line read: MinDog and Metch 2091...

It's perfect! I think he really captured the future.

I can't decide which one is which. Neither has on heels.

I wonder where they are going/coming from...

I wonder about tomorrow... in a good way... I love that I don't know what it will bring and I love being able to slightly shape what it brings...

To 2091.

Vegetarian Meat

In every great relationship there are battles.

We are not the exception. Take a look around the blog. How we deal with the opposite sex, what to wear when, what banner to use above, whether or not Javier could be a girl's name and with anything else you can imagine- we differ.

The different views bring about nonsense battles that I like to fight. Faux fight. It's fun.

The latest battle- VEGETARIAN MEAT( snippets from a few conversations)

1

Metch: I want a burger.

MinDog: Uh, you don't eat meat.

Metch: I still eat burgers.

MinDog: You eat veggie patties. Those aren't burgers. They are patties. No meat, not a burger.

Metch: It's a burger.

2

MinDog: Man, this new beef bacon I found is so good. I could eat it all day. It's crack!

Metch: Girl, I was resistant, but the new veggie bacon I tried the other day...mmm... that's crack! You should try it. I think you'll like it.

Mindog: I don't know if I want to. You know I like my meat to be meat... okay I'll try it, once... but please don't call it bacon.

Metch: That's what it is. It's vegetarian bacon.

MinDog: That's what you call it but it's not bacon.

3

MinDog: Why do you insist on calling those meatballs?

Metch: That's what they are.

MinDog: No.

Metch: Well, what to you want me to say Meen?

MinDog: Tell the truth. You are eating pasta with soyballs or proteinballs or some kind of veggie based ball but you are not eating meatballs. Meatballs have meat in them.

Metch: A veggie-ball is a type of meatball.

MinDog: Did you hear what you just said?

Metch: Yes.

MinDog: You make no sense.

Favorite Punctuation

...

That's right. Three dots. An ellipsis.

...I love an ellipsis(a fact written in our welcome message).

... ... ...

With the fifteen dots above I think I've said all I need to say for a week... of course having said it all won't keep me from saying more.

... I actually needed 18 dots... okay 21 is the magic number... 24.

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Ellipsis (plural ellipses; from the Ancient Greek: ἔλλειψις, élleipsis, "omission") is a mark or series of marks that usually indicate an intentional omission of a word in the original text. An ellipsis can also be used to indicate a pause in speech, an unfinished thought, or, at the end of a sentence, a trailing off into silence. When placed at the end of a sentence, the ellipsis can also inspire a feeling of melancholy longing. The ellipsis calls for a slight pause in speech.

The most common form of an ellipsis is a row of three periods or full stops (...)

The triple-dot punctuation mark is also called a suspension point, points of ellipsis, periods of ellipsis, or colloquially, dot-dot-dot.

Monday Nudge

with assistance: learning to live with our flaws, comment on them less, accept them, love them, eliminate them in due time and as needed -while considering what fearless really means

because i appreciate the assistance i had to pull out several versions of a classic.

in the first i like to think i'm ms. knight at the 2:45 mark.

in the second i like to be mr. vandross and mr. wonder.

in the third i definitely assume the role of mr. elton john because of the drama in his hands as he sings and the way he comes in at the 3:13 mark.

the fourth is here simply because i adore the fashion, it's live, ms. lena horne is on that stage and the song became 7 minutes long.

that harmonica gets me every time.

did i o.d. by posting four takes of the same song? i think not.

enjoy!

Beauty Sleep Sometimes

I hate to admit it but sometimes I can't sleep, read a book, keep my mind on an article, or movie, listen to music or anything really.... don't know why. I suppose the reasons are dependent on what the sometimes are.

When I relay this feeling to my mom she always says, "there's nothing wrong with silence, God made that too."

Okay mom...

My love for silence was on vacation last night. I settled into my 'searching for something to focus my mind during a bout of sometimes' mood.

After fluttering around the web for a bit I was inspired by something I spied (I spied this post).

The inspiration prompted me to run a google image search for the word BEAUTY. I decided I would pick the most beautiful image on the first page and let my mind rest on it as I imagined my way to sleep.

The photo below was the first image on the first page...

The title of the photo is African Beauty.

My mind was able to rest on that.

This photo came from this website.

I know nothing about that website.

It just provided an image of beauty

that I could use to imagine

more beauty.

I had a vivid dream that now seems like dreams but it was one... I think.

Snowy Days

When I was four , five, and six...

I remember falling asleep in a box for a large toy. As I was waking I heard everyone looking for me. They were very concerned with my whereabouts and my sister was on the verge of getting in trouble... she was responsible for everything and anything that pertained to me.

I remember getting the silver clicker(is that what it's called?) of a pen stuck in my ear. My father, I affectionately call him my Sperm Donor(see entry #1 of our Daddy Diaries), had to lovingly hit my head on the left side so that the silver clicker would come out of the right side... I believe my sister got in trouble.

On a snowy day like today, I remember my sister making ice cream with the snow that had fallen on our window ledge. It was icy, vanilla goodness. I also remember her bundling me up in a sky blue coat, that once belonged to her. I was always happy to wear anything that had touched her body once...

My sister and I have a loving, wonderful, crazy, sordid, sometimes bizarre relationship that I wouldn't change for a million bucks or x amount of millions for that matter.

I remember the times she sacrificed her life for mine.

...recalling on a snowy day.

Letters To The World(and a specific person)... #1

Dear World,

Please don't contact me about personal, emotional, potentially damaging, or spirit reducing topics via email.

Email is for the following: business, invitations, general unspecific thoughts that don't really matter, e-cards, sharing a poem, book or article that I must read, suggesting I try a new hair care product, the one day secret sale at a boutique that I never would have known about, facebook notifications and the like...

If it's important, please pick up the phone. Call me. We can talk. Let's discuss it over soup and a salad.

If you need to write it, please do. Just drop it in a mailbox or slip it under my door. Email is not the way, there is nothing personal about it.

"You're taking it the wrong way."

"That's not how I meant it."

Exactly how did you expect me to take it? It seems people write emails regarding situations that should not be addressed in that manner so that they have the freedom to say what they want to say, how they want to say it, without being responsible for what they are actually saying/implying... one of the phrases above is always uttered after the fact.

If you cared about how I received the information you sent to my gmail address maybe you wouldn't have sent it. Perhaps you would have considered another means of communication.

The use of email is an extension of your passive aggressive behavior that I can't stand.

I'm not stupid, that's exactly how you meant it. I didn't take it the wrong way...

...and why do you think I want to read your extremely personal letter on my mobile device? Of course I thought it was a general email, so I opened it without thinking. I was not expecting to read what you wrote as I journeyed to my destination...

Unfair, inconsiderate and selfish.

I'll TEXT my true response to what you wrote later...

Sincerely,

Metch

P.S.- Thank you for inspiring the Letters To The World(and a specific person) series in our blog. You make me so sick, I think you are crazy and I cant wait to NOT cross your path ever again.

HAPPY NEW YEAR! Despite all I wish you nothing but love and blessings in 2011 and beyond...

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What do you have to say to the world(and a specific person)?