The Man in 25165

I forgot how much I loved this song. I am glad I remember now. I miss Tom.

Going Greek

Last night I stumbled across a Greek festival in San Diego. I heard the music from a distance so instantly was intrigued. Man what fun. I ate Loukomades, Backlava, Spanakopita and of course stuffed grape leaves. All was very yummy because they put honey on everything (which was totally working for me until I got to the part where I was feeling ewwww everything is sticky). The grape leaves were a bit weird I must admit but the sauce they where in was YUM. I poked around the million tables with all sorts of Grecian tolkens. I entered the raffle to win a trip to Greece - ah homeland here I come. But the best of all was the dancing in the circle. I thought to myself -- all I have to do is go round and round and I get to hold that guy's hand -- sign me up. Very fun for sure - especially since some of them actually thought I was Greek. I told them no that lately I have been Mexican but was now seriously considering going Greek. Of course God has the most wicked sense of humor and amidst all the Greek hotties there was a crazy Asian guy that kept popping up everywhere to chat. But hey, he was funny. I am thinking I can work the name Artemis.

Michelle's Memories

The night we ate at Marky's w/Matt & Ken. Were you really fascinated by the way I eat?

Editors Note: Umm yes. You kinda go through your food as one looking for landmines and then comes the smell test. I never shared this but I am usually thinking that you were a food tester for the king in a previous life. And top of it all is the whole Matt and Ken image -- too funny!

Matt and you were so kind to indulge my insanity. I remember after meeting Ken, Matt told me he was gonna call me "discount" because if someone was 20% off then I was all over it. I know Ken was broken but I thought Ken was heaven, which of course opens up the question of what is hell then? My favorite part is when Matt would have enough of Ken and would just shoot that look of his and say, "Oh Fay!" OMG I cannot stop laughing right now!

Square Root of Pi Equals Fuck Knows

This should really go under my Michelle's Memories feature as she always reminds me that I said once, "People have too many Variables". It is so true and it can be such a terrific thing and yet it can be such a terrible thing.

And everyone tries to fit the variables that make their own equation on other people and it just does not work. Worse than that is that my own equation is not constant so why would anyone else's be. I hate puzzles and am so not good at math so I just do my best. What more can I do? Sometimes I follow my heart, sometimes my mind and sometimes neither. God I should have paid attention that day in high school during algebra but hey I don't regret it as watching Jim L flex all period long was so worth it. I was listening to something all together different that day - neither my mind or heart. :)

I Am Glad I Went

I saw this when I went on my date alone.

Thread

Art is a fabric that is found at some level in every human culture that has ever been. The thread of that fabric that strikes me the most is music. Regardless of language or style or texture it speaks to me. I hope you enjoy this piece of the thread nearly as much as I do.

Ma Vie en Rose

Letter dated 29 May 2008:
Dear Scott,
It's great to have kept in touch with you all these years after Lechmere. I am happy you're on the west coast too. I know we both have personal growth to attend to - but I sincerely enjoy talking to you about my challenges as well as hearing about yours! I wish you nothing but good times and happy memories for you! Let's plan a visit soon! Love, Kymberly

Kym I apologize for posting personal correspondence and hope you understand why. I am so privileged to have such a tremendous life. The amount of people in my life that love and care about me is more then even the greediest man could ever want, desire or need. I truly recognize it and appreciate it. Sometimes it is difficult for me to not go down the slippery slope of negativity. Sure there are many reasons for that - some good, some valid, but some are not worthwhile at all. It is those I am working on.
Getting a letter like this reminds me of the greatness in my world. The greatness that I have sought, the greatness that I have and the greatness that I know exists - even within within the dimmest light.

I cherish and love all my friends. Kym, you are the rose in the bouquet of my life. I love and cherish you!