the boyfriend card

 

I am outside —

A club in San Diego. I am there seeing Thicker Than Thieves. Brian the guitar player is a friend — also so is his wife do not get ideas.

We [the girls] have had a lot to drink and are outside getting air [or in my case, inhaling cigarettes] and this guy outside is jumping up and down like he is in a mosh pit and “accidentally” slamming into us.

Even a non-smoker might have probs with this and I tell him to knock it off. Then my girlfriends and he get into some kind of stand off. “My boyfriend is this cool guy so much better than you and you suck so go away.” “My boyfriend is this cool guy so much better than you you suck so go away.”

Then the guy turns to me.

I say, “I don’t have a boyfriend I just don’t like you.”

 

where the art work comes from :
that is from markusram

dear god

 

Dear God :

Today I give thanks there is a fire in the hearth, a roof over my head, food in the fridge, and I have friends in the world and know I am loved.

Also I am real happy that little dog got adopted and love the new pajamas.

Thanks God.

 

where the art work comes form :
that is from christiane michaud

save this dog

 

I tried to crop that photo —

A lot. Many times. There was just no good way to make it work. That photo encompasses a lot.

That is also not a “dog.” That is a puppy. Five months old. On death row.

This puppy is in Pasadena. I am working hard to find someone to take this puppy before the axe falls. If you know anyone, please ask. You asking if someone will take on a puppy is so much more painless than this puppy being gassed.

Really. Think about it. You asking a simple question, Could you take this puppy home?

 

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UPDATE 11/20/09 :The puppy has been adopted. Yay!

 

the dog spirit

 

 

 

When Loke passed, I was crazed with grief. Literally. He had not been well. And the day he died, I had gone to town, to a store to pick up water and supplies and I was [irony] on the dog toy aisle in that store looking for something for him when I knew, Go home, your dog needs you NOW. And I went. Dropped everything I had and went.

We were in the country then. I had to drive 12 miles of bad dirt road to get to my dog. And I did that drive, hard driving, pushing harder and more dangerous than those curves and drop offs and dirt roads liked, cursing, wanting to get to my dog, saying, Loke, hold on. And he did hold on. He was waiting. Waiting for me to get home before he died. And I sat and cried holding my dog when he died.

And then I went out on the porch paralyzed in the night and everything in me was crazy and angry and crying. For a long time. I do not know how long. But a long time.

And then the dog spirit came.

The dog spirit is not something you can see. It is not something you can hear. It is something you feel. Washing over you and through you. Dog spirit. Dog love. Love of the dog spirit.

And it is not even exactly The Dog you just lost. That dog is there. But it is — more than that. So my only name for it is The Dog Spirit.

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The dog spirit is something 24 hours later in the light of day you can wonder about. Wonder if you were so full of grief you made it up in your head, were just off your head. I was off my head. I was off my head with grief. I could have been just dod spirit confused.

Except. It didn’t happen once.

The dog spirit came, washed through me, told me I was loved, had not lost that love. And it was not the only time I met the dog spirit. It was just the first time.

 

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Where this came from : i posted a portion of that
at kitty’s once

where the art work comes from :
that is he waits by greg

return to max saves ginny’s marriage

 

Ginny has this —

Hot new arborist. According to Ginny, he is hot in an “I fix shit and I’m strong and the wattage of my smile powers small nations” way.

Wow.

You know that just spells trouble and is clearly a danger to Ginny’s vows. She cannot have some hot arborist trotting around her yard doing manly things she could succumb any second but fortunately for Ginny she has me and I am just throwing myself on my sword here Ginny next time the hot arborist is over just wave a cross and chloroform around until temptation and he collapse then stuff him in a box and ship him to my address.

Whew! Marriage saved.

 

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[Speaking of romance which we were not but now I am go read this essay at Eclectic Garden it makes me want to be another woman in another place.]

 

where the art work comes from :
that is from serendipity came across

the butterfly circus

 

 

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:::watch more:::

 

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[despite my inappropriate crush on a too pretty man with VERY bad politics who has to do bizarre facial hair things since otherwise he will just keep getting semi-insulting Charmed roles or something –-- this has significance and significance matters so do not be a droid go watch it]

 

pajama monday!

 

It is not my fault!

There I was innocently perusing Vic’s Secret and wham! Isn’t that cute as hell?

It totally is cute as hell I had to immediately buy it.

I work at home. I should wear something nice to work right?

Exactly.

 

where those cute pajamas come from :
doy, victoria’s secret

last minute class opening

 

This class was full but —

There is a last minute seat opening in The November 7 class [which starts tomorrow] :

Beating the Second Act Slump : 6 Week Workshop begins Saturday November 7th. This is an online 6 week advanced course on screenplay structure taught by yours truly Max Adams. Subjects include breaking the first 30 pages into two acts; Understanding set up; The 15 page escalation; Achieving story climax; Correcting the second act Field model; And more importantly — Beating the Second Act Slump.

 

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Course fee is $240. Course length is 6 weeks. Seating is limited. For course sign up email : courses @ seemaxrun.com

You must type out the above email address without the spaces —

We are trying to outwit spam bandits.

 

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:::more info:::

 

halloween 2009 : part i

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the day after the festivities