Pop culture rules, according to Flora:
“If you wanna be a pop star, you’ve got to have a rapper friend.”
I think she nailed it, don’t you?
Agriculture, as Ender sees it:
“Wheat is the most important crop, because you need it to make cupcakes. Everyone should grow more cupcakes. And also, popsicles.”
Goddammit. When I wasn’t paying attention, I raised a proponent of the default agricultural-cultural hegemony. Where, oh-where, to start the deprogramming?
Cinder wants to make my life more colourful:
Jane: “What! The! Hell! Did! You! Do! To! The! Toilet!”
Cinder: “I put red food colouring in the toilet tank. See?”
Jane: “OMFG. You’ve dyed the porcelain of our toilet pink.”
Jane: “Really. Fuck. I don’t know if bleach will take it out. What were you thinking, baby?”
Cinder: “That it would be pretty?”
Well. That it is.
So, this just came out of my mouth:
“Just because you don’t understand it, doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.”
No, I did not just give you an argument for the existence of God. Did I? Fuck. That was not my intent… What I meant was…
You know what? Do with that what you will. I have no control over what happens in your head… Indeed, I don’t understand what happens in there are all…
But that’s okay. I’m a mystery to you too, aren’t I?
Yet we both exist… 😉
The six mantras of loving speech, by Thich Nhat Hanh:
I am here for you.
I know you are there, and I’m happy.
I know you suffer, and that’s why I’m here for you.
I suffer. Please help.
This is a happy moment.
You are partly right.
Flora: “You’re going to blog about the pink toilet bowl, aren’t you?
Jane: “How can I not? But I gave you the lead, chickadee. Look.”
Flora: “Ooooh. Cool. Who are you going to close with?”
I think… with Hafez. Sort of.
This is for you. And you. And you. And her, the one hiding over there, her too:
Those kisses you sent, I found them wandering
around the house. They were acting a little
lost, not knowing exactly where I was.
I was busy upstairs. But now we are all having
tea and talking about you, and wishing you
And they imparted all you intended. They did
One more thing: I have seen you at your best
and at your worst; still you are always welcome
Photo: Pimping our ride for Beakerhead (also, messy hands from another art project)! If you live in yyc and environs, you’re Beakerheading this week, right? Right.