Check this out while I am gone The Yolk Of An Outsider
and this Barbie & Ken Get Cloned

Time for "Christmas Vacation" with the Griswold's. I once talked to a man from Australia. He said "YES I know Chicago. It's just like "Christmas Vacation." Hmm...could be! Ha!

I am home with a throat infection :( so please excuse my delirium.

Color? Does It Count?
Last night I gave a dinner party for my art pals. I bought KFC and changed the color of everything. Gravy became blue, mashed potatoes pink, coleslaw transformed to bright orange, and I sprayed the biscuits purple. It all looked rather attractive on the sideboard.
No one ate any of it except the chicken which I didn't mess with :(
H told me that he once heard of Alfred Hitchcock's similar food experiment. He (AH) invited a large group of peeps to a steak dinner. Then he had the lights in the chandeliers changed to blue. The lights made the steak look moldy. No one took a bite.
So see color does matter.

"Something in the way she moves
attracts me like no other lover..."
---in memorandum to George Harrison

Hahahahaha! I can't shut up today. And NO I am not on speed or anything else. Sometimes it just happens. Hehe! I'm off to a special lunch.YES!

Delete! Delete! Delete! Pounce! I don't think the world should know this. Maybe later.

OMG I just opened my start page which is msn and there is the exact image I saw in a dream I had a few weeks ago. It turns out that my one-and-only is a Boeing unmanned aircraft that is currently under development! Not even in existence ...yet...kinda like him. YIKES! But in my story he turns into a white fluffy dog so it's okay. The story is on my original blog Here

I have been on 3 dates since 9.11.01 All of these men, new men, asked me to marry them at the end of the night, one called and came over the next morning. Why all the desperation? Is it because the EVENT woke you up? Guess what…you were going to die at any moment BEFORE 9.11. Duh!
And could everyone stop trying to fix me up? I am not broken. My plan is to go solo for the holidays. Plus I pick, not you. I know you all mean well but it doesn’t work that way, at least for me.
Anyway…surprise!…. I am looking for a babyman, not a bf... BOO!
So thanks, but no thanks.
(OMG I have turned Southern..."you all"...what's with that???????...of course I mean "all of you")

I have Washington! Yes! I didn’t make it to Oregon or even B.C. I flew in which is okay. I actually prefer the road trip-the journey from here to there. So I missed everything in-between. Well I have those states, but the trip, a flying trip, is rather like, now you are here, now you are there. It takes the context out of travel.
I’m not quibbling, really. I do have Seattle! And the Sea-Tac (Seattle-Tacoma) airport is rather interesting in a fake Dickens kind of way. There were costumed carollers and violinists and even an accordian player doing Christmas music. No grunge or electric Hendrix stuff though. It reminded me of that Chevy Chase movie where he writes a shitty book and his wife writes a publishable children's book. In the end they hire the mean clannish townspeople to be perfect carollers so they can sell their house. haha...Back to Seattle...
It was nice. I spent most of my time with family in the Capitol Hill section. My cousin has a very nice home there and she recently married the man who owns an apartment building right next to her house! Funny how you can connect with someone right next door.
The city is rather compact squeezed into an hourglass shape between Elliot Bay and Lake Washington. Most of the larger cities in America are on a bay like SF or a river like Manhattan. Seattle is inland like that too. Chicago is ON Lake Michigan. I think that is what makes it so beautiful and open feeling.
Seattle has a lot going for it. Lush with flowers…I swear EVERY Seattleite is a gardener! And the Space Needle…go up on the observation deck, you can see Mount Rainer dominating the view to the south and Mount Baker to the north. It is incredible!
My cousin took me to Pike Place Market. Now that was fun. We bought Dungeness crabs and mussels for dinner. I did some Christmas shopping surrenduring to 3 paintings! (FedEx is perfect for shipping all of the gifts back here!) And I even had a reading done by a tarot-card reader right on the street. I ended up having a mini-Christmas with my nieces since I won’t be out there during the holidays. Children are so much fun. I want one of me.
I love a town that gives artists their freedom. A section of Seattle called Fremont is like that. The entrance is a troll devouring a VW! But best of all was the EMP (Experience Music Project) They have stuff about the grunge scene and of course Nirvana and Pearl Jam but the Jimi Hendrix exhibit blew the rest of them out. The whole coolest part actually wasn’t the exhibits, it is the building! A Frank Gehry design. You must see it! Curvy, swoopy shapes and metallic colors…truly amazing.
Oh and my other cousin took me down to the houseboat community where he lives. “Sleepless in Seattle” I LOVE that! If you know Marin county or some of the places on the East Coast you know what I mean. A houseboat is my wedding gift, well was supposed to be, guess not now.
One night we went to dinner and I had Copper River salmon. WowOwow! What a treat! It was served with an unusual scented rice and veggies. That one meal almost made me want to move there!!!!!
Oh and we saw Dale Chihuly’s glass sculptures! He just finished doing huge glass flowers for the Garfield Park Conservatory here in Chicagoland. It’s on my must-see list for the holidays. I will take Pat. He took me there about five years ago. It is a lush paradise and a century plant was blooming through the glass panels when we were there. I can’t wait!
I only need Oregon and Alaska now. Next summer seems a perfect time to collect them.
Road trip!

Re: your gf Susan
I forgot a few things:
She doesn't quite rinse her dishes and silverware so all of her food tastes a little soapy
She is very clever with onions. She cuts a grid in the top, then slices and they come out already minced.
She likes to throw dishes at her mother.
Her brain works obtusely, like mine :)
She is very very pretty...natural blonde.

one kiss and I would never let you go

I once wrote a humor piece about a big-bellied man and a dancing girl. The girl was fascinated by the man’s belly, which led to a hilarious sexual escapade. Men who read that story like it. They say they like it because the girl admires the man’s flaw.
I didn’t think of it as a flaw when I wrote it. I was thinking more about physics and possibilities.

Is a big belly a flaw?

Hmm…well I know this: I have been a very skinny girl forever and I eat a lot. In fact, at a funeral-after dinner I attended, a cousin of my boyfriend walked up to me, looked at my plate of food and said, “I admire a woman that looks like you and actually eats like a normal person.”

It turns out that I had a metabolic-related disease. I was always starving because my body was running so fast. Food=fuel.

I have many friends, men and women, who eat tiny portions and still gain weight. Now that I am “fixed” I too will need to watch it. At least that’s what the doctor says. Basically I need to relearn how to eat or I will turn into a 300 pounder!

All of this got me thinking about weight and how we react to large people.

I think that people are large due to a physical (body malfunction) or emotional (brain dysfunction) problem. And really skinny people? Well, same thing…bulimia, anorexia, …
The only difference here is that really skinny women get to be models because it is easier to display clothing on a hanger than on a real person. Designers need to grow up.

So if just maybe what I just said about weight is true, which of course you know it is, then laughing at a fat person is like laughing at someone with cancer or schizophrenia.

And just when did you become a fount of perfection?

P.S. Okay I will fess up: I ate too much during Thanksgiving. I am writing this so if I should become a big fat girl all of you won’t laugh at me when you see me licking an ice cream cone. There.

Hi! I have returned from my western T-day adventure. Funny thing...I have just been looking at some of my websites and it feels like they were done by a stranger. I think I am having a Kerouacian moment, you know the passage about the reddenening morning. I know the art is mine, the words are mine, but it just feels like a different version of me produced them. Perhaps I have undergone some kind of transformation while I was away.
Whatever.
Hello World!