Posted on March 7, 2009 by secretagent39
I started to write something about how windy it’s been here in Albuquerque. I Googled “Winds of March” and ended up on a spiritual path with the band Journey. While I liked that song (though don’t remember hearing it… ever… and thought I knew just about every Journey song) my favorite song is still “Lights”. [...]
Filed under: 16 again, And Jupiter Aligns with Mars, Bay Area, Birthdays, Breathe, California, Flower Power, Joy to the World, Life's Journey, New Mexico, Spring, Who am I better yet What am I?, YA-HOODEY, allergies, buzzed, childhood memories, delirious, dirt, dust, feelin' old, growing up, hair, kids, memory, pisces, safety on the roads, stories, to thine own self be true, wind | 1 Comment »
Posted on February 15, 2009 by secretagent39
Every time I try to write here… I find myself stuck in complaint. I don’t wanna be like that so I just don’t write. *sigh* It’s a vicious circle. I need to get over it.
Here’s lookin’ at you, kid:
Lulu ate an entire plate of banana pancakes off the kitchen counter this morning. Bugger! Only one [...]
Filed under: Birthdays, Dogs, Life's Journey, Lulu, Mojo Dojo, Photography by Solaria, YA-HOODEY, evil-ghetto, family, growing up, kids, pisces, pre-teen angst | 9 Comments »
Posted on March 11, 2008 by secretagent39
Time keeps on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’… Into the Future…
It’s also been slippin’, slippin’, slippin’ right through my fingers. How time flies when you’re havin’ fun, eh? Not so much but it’s been whizzing by at a curious rate. I blame it on Sunday and two things: earlier than ever Daylight Savings and my birthday.
I had [...]
Filed under: Albuquerque Public Schools, Birthdays, Bully, CYA, Gettin' old, Time, Twilight Zone, WalMart, What Were They Thinking?, What was I thinkin'?, dust, feelin' old, growing up, kids, lies, life's meanings, memory, mommy love, poop, pre-teen angst, resurrection, theme songs, torture, weirdness | 6 Comments »
Posted on February 16, 2008 by secretagent39
Mark Lyons was the neighborhood bully when I was growing up. He was one grade higher than the rest of us and was always ordering someone around. He wasn’t exactly a ring leader but he would bully the younger kids until they finally gave up and let him call the shots. He’d grab one of [...]
Filed under: Bully, Positivity, childhood memories, compassion, family, growing up, kids, life's meanings, poop, pre-teen angst, schools, senseless killings, summer fun, summer vacation | 6 Comments »
Posted on January 3, 2008 by secretagent39
Something unbelievable has happened: the house is quiet. It’s still early and everyone is asleep but me. I am the one who should have passed out hours ago but I guess that ol’ second wind never really dissipates after you’ve worked retail for over 20 years. Yep, I feel like I’m workin’ the second shift and loving [...]
Filed under: Dogs, Lulu, Mojo Dojo, Mom, Pets, Talented Pups, balls, bangs, buzzed, childhood memories, coffee, feelin' old, growing up, hair, opposable thumbs, poop, powerball, puppy love, stories | 9 Comments »
Posted on December 5, 2007 by secretagent39
I’ve only ever been arrested once in my life. I know; hard to believe, right? HA! I was 19-20 years old and belonged to a group named, “Abalone Alliance.” It was an anti-nuke group and we were protesting the building and opening of Diablo Canyon Nuclear Power Plant in San Luis Obispo (technically in Avila [...]
Filed under: Albuquerque bliss, New Mexico, Nirvana, Pets, allergies, dust, growing up, insanity, safety on the roads, to thine own self be true, torture | 7 Comments »
Posted on October 24, 2007 by secretagent39
CNN has been on in our house almost 24/7 for the last several days. We’ve been keeping up on the fires in San Diego and watching the scenes from afar and… Worrying. S grew up in San Diego and is watching as areas she knows quite intimately disappear into smoke and flame. It is surprisingly [...]
Filed under: 16 again, California, Friends, Gettin' old, New Mexico, childhood memories, family, growing up, life's meanings | 2 Comments »
Posted on April 21, 2007 by secretagent39
The word artichoke is taken from the Arabic ارضي شوكي (ardi shauki) or ارضي شوك (ardi shauk), meaning literally, “ground-thorn.”
It is a thistle.
Persimmon: belongs to the same genus as ebony. The wood has been used for fine billiard cues, high quality golf clubs known as “woods” in the latter part of the 20th century, and [...]
Filed under: California, artichokes, growing up, persimmons | 18 Comments »
