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The Flaming Hula Hoop of Death!

We caught the best street performers I've seen in a long time tonight... Firemancers. There was a street festival, wandering around with my sis and BIL. We had stopped to see a karate exhibition (smashing blocks of ice) when my eye was caught by flames. Fire won over ice. This gorgeous blonde with braids everywhere, spinning these chain-looking things while they were on fire (Melinda). Her partner, Doug (tall redhead), followed up with a flaming sword dance. Then Melinda brought out the hula hoop! Imagine a black hula hoop with little spikes every so often, topped by what looks like a charcoal bricquet. They had laid out a half circle of something in the street, it burned with this beautiful green flame. Melinda used this to light her hula hoop, and off she went! She never singed herself once! The two of them alternated with different flaming devices. Hazel Miller was playing just half a block away, and their performance meshed perfectly with the music, or vice versa! Sis said something to me about how graceful Melinda was. I told her, "Well, you really couldn't do this if you were a klutz!" She replied, "Sure you could, but only once!" We talked to them afterward, were amazed to find out they had NO martial art background, because it certainly looked as if they did. Got their website ... they are starting a regular gig in September at some club in Denver, so definitely must make plans to see them again!
Firemancer

"Laughing Boy Mannequin"

I found this on another blog ... who really buys this stuff?
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from the Herondance newsletter, via Mom ...

Sometimes, when a bird cries out,
Or the wind sweeps through a tree,
Or a dog howls in a far-off farm,
I hold still and listen a long time.
My world turns and goes back to the place
Where, a thousand forgotten years ago,
The bird and the blowing wind
Were like me, and were my brothers.
My soul turns into a tree,
And an animal, and a cloud bank.
Then changed and odd it comes home
And asks me questions.
What should I reply?
-Herman Hesse

"Corbycousin took an axe, and gave her boss some forty whacks ...
When she saw what she had done ... the whole company had a big ol' party!"

NOT an axe-murderer, I swear! This all came out of discussion via email that my sales rep and I had today about our boss. It started with me asking if we could have his heavy sigh mechanism removed. She said it would have to be lopped off (his head). It was all downhill after that. He's just been a complete jackass all week, and I'm tired of it. I understand his stress over current projects, but taking it out on the rest of us doesn't exactly help anybody's day. Plus here I am in the little cheerleader position that I am beginning to detest, fielding the venting from my production staff. "I know, I know, I'll try and take care of it, it'll be okay." I need pom-pons!!!

Patting myself on back for major accomplishment ... made it through the day without punching my boss in the head!!! Now if I can just make it through tomorrow ...
But for now, I'm home, my kitty is purring in between efforts to disembowel his stuffed rat. And looking really cute to sucker me into bending practically backwards out of my chair to rub his belly. Then he rolls over just to make it that much more difficult. After all, he is THE Cat. It is my destiny in life to worship him and feed him.

Arrr!

My Heart, Being Hungry
My heart, being hungry, feeds on food
The fat of heart despise.
Beauty where beauty never stood,
And sweet where no sweet lies
I gather to my querulous need,
Having a growing heart to feed.
It may be, when my heart is full,
Having attained its girth,
I shall not find so beautiful
The meagre shapes of earth,
Nor linger in the rain to mark
The smell of tansy through the dark.

~Edna St. Vincent Millay~

I forget where I read that poem ages ago, but I've always loved it! Just couldn't remember the line about "the meagre shapes of earth"

I love the internet, you can find practically everything!

You know, even though I really just can't believe in the whole "Creation" theory (or theology) sometimes I wonder why men get so lucky and don't have periods and pms and bloating ... and don't even get me started about labor! And admittedly, the whole "Eve tempted Adam with an apple" thing does nicely explain it. Blame everything on the woman!

("But man, I ain't goin' for that. I love you for your Pink Cadillac ...")

Hmmm, good stuff or bad stuff first? I know, let's get the irritating crap out first (since I can't get the irritating crap out of our lives!)
I really wish that Allan and his loser friend would break up for good. I swear, it's just like they're a high school couple. By which I do not mean anything sexual (since they're guy friends) but just the stupid drama that goes on endlessly. Right now they're in a just-recently-made-up phase.I know it pisses D off that he can't just get Allan to get rid of me. Oh, well! I can't get Allan to get rid of him for good either, guess we'll both have to learn to deal. Of course, I feel the need to be a grown-up here. It's less fun than being a complete bitch in the short-term, but it makes things between Allan and I work much better in the long-term, which is more important. It sure would be nice if Allan could get some friends who aren't stuck in that can't-keep-a-job, still-partying-like-I'm-20 mode. Yes, I suppose that makes me sound old, but damn it! Allan manages to hold down a job, has his own place to live, and I hate when those idiots have to come around, still living hand-to-mouth because the drugs are still more important than getting a life.
On the brighter side of things, I love Colorado! Today I saw a crane in a little lake and a whole herd of elk in the meadow across from the flea market. One big bull, a couple of much younger bulls, and a whole bunch of cows and calves.
As long as I'm paying even remote attention, I can always see wildlife on my way to work ... starting with the silly squirrels in our neighborhood, the bluejays bitching in the tree because I haven't filled the birdfeeder. All the different red-tail hawks and little peregrines in their respective territories. Big blue herons flying to and from some pond or other. Once in awhile, a bald eagle. Then the magpies and ravens that argue over the dumpster behind the Mexican place across the alley at work.

I saw a turkey vulture on the way to work yesterday. Cool, but kinda creepy! At first I thought it was a raven, then I thought it was REALLY BIG raven, then I saw its bald red head. I've never seen one on the ground before except at the zoo. Not my most favorite of the raptor-type birds, but cool nonetheless.
The weather is crappy and chilly here, so I have all the candles lit in the house, even in the bedroom where Allan is napping. Well, his napping morphed into being in bed for the night, but still. I have all Creamy Cocoa candles in there, so it smells like a big candy bar!
Feeling very lazy tonight, I'm sure it's mostly the weather. It's going to be hard to go to work tomorrow!

We are the Magpie People
flying swift
calling loudly
I see a sparkle, a shine!
I must have it!
The glitter, the glistening!
Shiny-pretty thing ...

lmw 2004

Today I have to take a page from my friend Nicole's book ... BLEH! It's such a descriptive little word. Allergies are acting up yet again, everyone at work is crabby. Usually I can stay above that and keep my own spirits up, but today for some reason I just don't care. I'm tired of being the company's little cheerleader ... "Everything will work out just fine!" It's someone else's turn!!!
Definitely a black and white day, no Technicolor!