Category Archives: Cosmology

Come Out To SpookEasy Friday Night!

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Von Recommends: Alexei Leonov and The First Spacewalk (Longread)

The First Spacewalk

Courtesy: BBC Painting by cosmonaut Alexei Leonov

http://www.bbc.com/news/magazine-29534966

Idea For The Throne

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Ishtar has many animal depictions, but the standard is the bull. I, a true Taurus, also identify with the bull. This ashtray swiped from the BF isn’t the right civilization, but the ideal design. So, if you come across something opulent and bull-y that compliments my blue, shoot me a link. Thanks!

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Writer’s Block @ Community Cafe October Meeting

It’s My Anniversary!

One year ago, I moved from Patch.com to WordPress and never looked back!!

Love my blog. Love all of you who read my blog. Keep reading, I’ll keep writing! :*

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Wordless Wednesday: Skywatching

The Last Unicorn

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The very last printed copy of I Blew Up Juarez sold Friday night! 

Bibliophiles Unite! Gig Sunday Featuring Your Favorite Madwoman…

Over 300 Followers! You’re So Kind :)

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Over the weekend, I jumped over the 300 mark for *authentic* followers! Must be doing/writing something right…THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!

[POEM] Tithi for the Demigod Freddie Mercury

Courtesy: FreddieMercury.com

Courtesy: FreddieMercury.com

[NOTE: HAPPY FREDDIE MERCURY DAY! En homage to my demigod, here's an updated draft of a poem I wrote in self-loathing three years ago. :) Remember, if you share, CITE!]

Freddie Mercury, if you’re listening
I speak to you shrouded under palm and cypress
sticky-skinned from tropical torrential rain
Silent.
In repose, reflecting on recent regrets
wondering…do I want to live forever?
Hard rain sounds a snap snap snap against the window
metering my manic thoughts,
my Moet and Chandon, not in its pretty cabinet, but rather, bottle empty in my weakened clutch,
whilst wailing under tears, “Can anybody find me somebody to love?!”

Oh Freddie.
Am I home Freddie?
Does the fat bottomed girl deserve another turn in the buccaneer bay?
I just want to ride my bicycle
but my soul wants to burn up the sky
like she’s Mr. Fahrenheit
Oh Freddie Mercury…
how do I make a supersonic woman outta me?
Original Composition 9.3.11
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