Showing posts with label Kim Addonizio. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kim Addonizio. Show all posts

Friday, April 16, 2021

Everyday People (Sly & The Family Stone)

Was house- and dog-sitting at Nancy's Wednesday and Thursday, while she and Mark went out of town.  Lucy and I took two walks a day, slept together, did each other's hair and nails (ha!), hung out on the patio.  It was a true getaway for me, albeit three miles down the road!

Pool Day today with Nance, and two lovely phone conversations, Alisa in the a.m. and Melanie in the p.m. (much laughter in the second one... 😍)  Just ordered pizza from the restaurant in our condo community:  no cheese, broccoli, mushroom, and kalamata olives for me... and meatballs, Italian sausage, and pepperoni for Chico (Can this marriage be saved?).  I also sauteed some onions and garlic to top it all off.  If it's good, this could be a weekly occurrence.

It's Feel Good Friday and, as is tradition, five items below of beauty, interest, and humor to brighten your day/weekend/week.  Enjoy!


He’s Running: LeVar Burton Commences Campaign for Jeopardy! Hosting JobAfter months of murmurs from fans, the actor, director, podcaster, and previous Celebrity Jeopardy! champion LeVar Burton is through with waiting for producers to come to him. He’s making his interests known to the world. He wants to be the next Jeopardy! host.


Online, $10:  This Earth Day (April 22, 2021), savor a cocktail class with a conservation twist! Learn to make Lincoln Park Zoo’s specialty Acts of Green cocktail using food scraps from around your kitchen, as well as creative ways to give your “trash” another delicious life! This virtual event will include 30–45 minutes of guided instruction followed by 5–10 minutes of Q&As with the presenters.  


Making Music Visible: Singing in Sign:  A new project is producing sign language covers of 10 seminal musical works recorded by Black female artists.


It’s working in Eugene, Olympia, Denver: More cities are sending civilian responders, not police, on mental health calls


How to Make Small Talk After We've Been Through... a Pandemic:  Do we try to keep it posi vibes, or commiserate about the one thing we definitely all have in common?


SONGEveryday People by Sly & The Family Stone (bonus cover with Jack Johnson, Jason Mraz, Paula Abdul, Misty Copeland, Elizabeth Banks, Keb' Mo, Forest Whitaker, and many more)


A woman at the gym today said to her friend, Most people are whack.
Whack meaning crazy, displeasing, undesirable, stupid, of poor quality,
appalling, masturbatory, laid off, weird, or dead.
Most poets, as it turns out, are generally pretty whack
as in mentally ill. Anne Sexton, for example. Robert Lowell, also quite whack.
I myself am whack about sixty-seven percent of the time,
not counting nights and weekends, when it's more like eighty-two percent.
But let us focus on the beautiful wine glass, eighteen percent full
of sane, delightful, and intelligent fruit and acid. A whiff of rose petals.
Black cherry, pomegranate, cassis, devil's food cake. And limestone. Drink me
and taste my ooids, my hot buttered toast. For we must be ceaselessly whack
as in deranged said another whack poet who became a whack gun runner.
Guns are whack. Much of the world population experiences the whack factor
ninety-nine percent of the time, which can cause excessive thirst, diarrhea, death
and other side-effects. After a while, if you keep saying a word, it kind of loses
its meaning. Whack. Whack. Here come the weed whackers, beheading the grass.

QUOTE:  "The truth is that life is delicious, horrible, charming, frightful, sweet, bitter, and that is everything." ~ Anatole France

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Tattoo (Sons of the Never Wrong)

I got a tattoo for my 40th birthday (soon to be 13 years ago) - it's of two beautiful hibiscus blossoms, one pink and the other purple, with green leaves, yellow centers and pistils and two black curliques swirling lengthwise under and over the flowers (to represent our then-recent move to Florida). It's about three inches long, top to bottom, just barely above my left ankle bone, very pretty and tastefully done - it was something I always said I'd do before I turned 40, and I haven't regretted it yet...

I swore I'd never have more than one but, it is said tattoos are an addiction, and four years ago I got another... a heart composed of a bass clef and a treble clef (representing my love of music) - the location: over my heart... <3

When people asked what I would do if my children ever wanted one, implying that I was setting a bad example, my standard reply was, "I'll tell them to do what I did and wait until they're 40!" - I'm now planning a third inking when the time is right... :-)

[ Added 6/22/07 - I love Mark Morford! ]

SONG: Tattoo by Sons of the Never Wrong

BOOK: Dorothy Parker's Elbow: Tattoos on Writers, Writers on Tattoos by Kim Addonizio and Cheryl Dumesnil

POEM: To the Engraver of My Skin by Mark Doty

I understand the pact is mortal,
agree to bear this permanence.

I contract with limitation; I say no
and no then yes to you, and sign

--here, on the dotted line--
for whatever comes, I do: our time,

our outline, the filling-in of our details
(it's density that hurts, always,

not the original scheme). I'm here
for revision, discoloration; here to fade

and last, ineradicable, blue. Write me!
This ink lasts longer than I do.

QUOTE: "When the designs are chosen with care, tattoos have a power and magic all their own. They decorate the body but they also enhance the soul." ~ Michelle Delio