Showing posts with label About Scarriemonster. Show all posts
Showing posts with label About Scarriemonster. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Random Crap

Here's some random stuff of the moment.

If you could come back as a dress, which one would it be?

Something either deathy and gothic or poppy red.

What is your favorite color?

Purple, violet, amethyst…you get the picture.

What is your favorite junk food?
Kettle chips.

What are you most vain about?

Nothing. I’m not vain even where I should be.

What are you most shy about?

Everything. How’s everything for an answer?

If you could have somebody else’s body, whose would it be?

Do you mean I would exist in said body or that the body would be mine to play with as I please?

If you could have somebody else’s breasts, whose would they be?

Uck.

Who are your fantasy dinner party guests?

There are so many. But assuming I am the hostess of a dinner party for twelve, I would select Coco Chanel, Charlemagne, Eleanor Roosevelt, Richard Feynman (physicist), Mary Robinson (former president of Ireland), Kurt Vonnegut, Sally Ride, John Young (also an accomplished astronaut), Zsuszanna Budapest (womens’ rights activist), His Holliness the Dalai Lama, Gloria Steinem, and Carl Sagan.

Where is your favorite place to have a drink?

Drink?  What am I--normal?

Whose wallet would you like to steal?

I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.

Whose diary would you most like to read?

Hilary Rodham Clinton’s.

What’s your least favorite food?

Tomatoes, mayonnaise, and organ meat .

If you were an inventor, what would you invent?

I’d invent something that would do all of my dressing and grooming for me.

What is your favorite car?

My long-gone garnet '91 Pontiac Sunbird.

When and where are you happiest?

I’m happiest in those wonderful moments at night when I’m relaxing in a scented bath with the day behind me and the comfort of sleep awaiting me.

What or who is your worst enemy?

I am my own worst enemy along with my evil sidekick Doubt.

What piece of art would you most like to own?

“Mary Magdalene” by Gustav Adolf Mossa.

Where is your favorite vacation spot?

These days, it's my garden in my backyard.

What is your most treasured possession?

I have the fang of a rattlesnake my shaman mentor gave to me as a rite of passage.

Who is your favorite fictional character?

Myself.

If you weren’t a writer, what would you be?

A mortician, an aerialist, a lawyer…who knows?

What current trend would you like to see disappear?

I want to see anything extolling extreme thinness as some kind of virtue disappear.

Always…?

Always remember things can always get worse.

Never…?

Never doubt that things can get better.

My Grandfather's Legacy (1920-2003)

There is no greater gift than a gift that shapes the good character of a child. My grandfather was most generous in his giving and with his gifts.

If I know honesty, it’s because he showed me the value of the truth and of being forthright.

If I know tenacity, it’s because I watched him begin so many projects and never quitting until the task at hand was done.

If I know craftsmanship, it’s because he was able to bring his creations from a blueprint in his mind into a tangible reality.

If I know stability, it’s because he never left me down, never left me alone, and never left me feeling friendless.

If I know loyalty, it’s because he always put his family ahead of anything else.

If I know unselfishness, it’s because he taught me to be open-handed.

If I know love, it’s because he encouraged me to bloom.

Take the gifts. Cherish them. Share them.

Thursday, October 13, 2016

Scarriemonster's "Ancient" History

I've been at this online thing long enough to have chronicled a good part of my adult life.  In this case, I apparently have a Live Journal that goes waaaaaaay back to 2001.  Shit disturbing is putting it mildly.  Anyway, in the interest of full disclosure, I present the time warp link.

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

My September 11, 2001 Journal Entry

I remember the many times I would lay on one of the benches in the plaza of the World Trade Center. Tower 1 was completed in 1970, and Tower 2 in 1973--hence, the rising, dominating figures of the Manhattan skyline are roughly as old as I am. Since I was a little girl, the towers held a fascination for me. Every time I went to New York, I would go and gaze up in awe at the towers and marvel at humanity's ability to create.

Today I wept at humanity's ability to destroy.

Every time I climbed to the top of Tower 1, I loved to go to the panorama windows. I leaned forward as far as the guardrail would allow me, looking down, looking up, in flight over this magnificent city. Of course, standing on the ground up against the building and looking up its length was quite an experience as well.

There's so much more tied into this disaster, I know. But in the midst of it all, I have to collect my own thoughts and center on that part that, somehow, I could deal with and I could grasp. There was an esprit de vie about those towers, and it's hard to believe it's gone forever.

And I think of the people, of the 200+ firefighters and about 80 policemen who lost their lives. I think of the 70,000+ people who worked within the World Trade Center Complex. I think of the passengers of the commercial jets which were turned into bombs.

And I think, is this a one-time event, or is this only the beginning of something more?

My mother launched into a passionate rant against my estranged husband. "He didn't call you. He couldn't even call you. How the hell could he not call you? See how you are? You were just as likely as anybody to be there this morning. How can he care so little?"

Well, I understood her rant, but I wasn't upset by the cause of it. After all, on this day I was surrounded by the people who mean the most to me, and I to them. Who can ask for more?

In closing, I would like to offer a Brujeria prayer, one that we used in the neighborhood vigil we arranged this evening.

From the skies descended
In triumph and splendor
Guadelupe, favor your children with peace
White flowers, red roses
You appeared to us
Once and for always
Favor your children, oh Guadelupe
Oh favor us, you children, with peace

On that note, go in peace, and be well.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

And Yet Another Profile Thingie

What is your favorite planet?

It used to be Pluto, and then the smart asses at whatever cosmological think tank decided to make it a not-planet. Mercury’s too hot, Venus is full of herself, Saturn is all about the bling, Jupiter's too much, and Uranus and Neptune are a whole lot of the same thing. I choose Mars.

If you could live anywhere other than earth where would you live?

I’d like a planet with advanced multiverse technology and at least three moons. My summer home on the astral plane is very nice too.

Do you collect anything?

Dust. Seriously...Happy Bunny stickers, original Dead Kennedys stuff, lucky cats, and followers.

Whats your favorite alcoholic drink?

Since I don’t drink alcohol and haven’t had alcohol in a decade, I no longer remember what my favorite drink was. I suspect it would be absinthe.

How about non alcoholic?

Coffee in all of its permutations and derivations, green tea, water (I have the best tap water in North America), black cherry wichniak...heck, pretty much anything that’s not an energy drink.

Piercings/tats, yes or no?

Nope. I don’t need any more holes. I change my mind too often to commit to a tat.

Whats the best gift someone could give you?

Acceptance. But I'm always keen on tech gadgets.

What band do you never tire of?

Dead Kennedys and Jean Michel Jarre (what a combination)

Who's your favorite author?

Choosing just one based on the ratio of titles I’ve loved to entire body of work, Carlos Castaneda.

Who's your favorite artist?

I discovered Gustav Adolf Mossa on a trip to the French Riviera, and he’s been my favorite ever since.

Do you read your horoscope?

Not on purpose.

Who's the most beautiful person in your life?

My sister, who is not only breathtaking in her own manner and her own style but is the very definition of a beautiful soul as well.

Name someone who's changed your life for the better?

My dog Max (he makes me a better person)

Name someone who's changed your life for the worse?

All personal experiences make me who I am, so there's no such thing as a detrimental person.

If someone gave you a telescope what would you use it for?

I'd use it for a long night of exploring the celestial with good friends.

If you could only wear one color, what would that be?

Black would be practical, but I think I'd go with red.

Makeup on guys, yes or no?

Well, Eric Draven from The Crow is still very hot, so I'm all for it.

If you could have a superpower what would that be?

I hate this question. How about the ability to change universes?

What one word describes you best?

Attuned

What is your favorite song at the moment?

Riverhead by Prick

Name your addictions:

Technically? None.

Name your passions:

Communicating through the written word, communicating through imagery, all things related to dogs and dog adoption and rehabilitation, being a positive role model for young women

Sunday, June 5, 2011

This Is Me?

1) What is your favorite TV show?
I get a kick out of the really crappy original movies SyFy stitches together.

2) What is your favorite book?
I like to think my favorite book is the one I haven't found yet. If You Give A Mouse A Cookie is a real page turner.

3) What is your favorite film?
I'd say the Matrix, unless it's the Matrix making me say the Matrix, in which case Run Lola Run.

4) What is the least romantic place to have a first kiss?
In the presence of your great-grandparents and your grandparents who are themselves engaged...

5) Where do you like to go on dates?
I like going to the airport, lying on the roof of the car, and watch airplanes come in for a landing over me.

6) Suggest a book for me to read.
Try Catcher in the Rye.

7) Suggest a movie for me to watch.
If you have never seen an Ed Wood film, do so.

8) Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be a member of the opposite gender?
I wonder about it all the time, and then I shudder and recoil with horror. Periods or fly zippers...which would I choose...?

9) If you could be ten years older, would you be happier?
That would depend on what I had managed to pull off during those ten years.

10) If you could relive any period of your life, what would it be?
Why relive any of it? The whole thing's been different flavors.

11) If you could travel to any period in history, where would you go?
I'd like to go back and take a good look at the ancient Athenians and see if they were as wise and as noble as they're said up to be.

12) Design your own first question according to your own ideas.
You are a soda nut. Lately you have cut out the sweet stuff for your health, but you're given one opportunity to have one regular soda of your choice. What do you pick?

13) So, did you turn out the way your family expected?
You know something...the scary thing is...I probably have.

14) What is this all about and what the heck is really going on?
It's all in the lines etched into the shell of a turtle.

15) What do you think about the possibility life on Earth originated elsewhere?
I tend not to think about our origins so much as think about where we're going.

16) PVC, vinyl, or leather?
PVC, mostly because we're skintimate buddies. I've never been close with vinyl, and leather kills cows!!!

So I Was Asking Myself...

Well, this isn't any serious soul-searching or anything, but I've been asking myself a few things today. Hell, there may not be any answers, but maybe that's part of the fun.

1) Why do I enjoy doing laundry?

2) How can I use ketchup and barbecue sauce when I hate tomatoes?

3) Why do I have more patience for Max than I do for people?

4) How on earth can I manage to be an optimist?

5) Why do I always want to improve on everything?

6) Why am I unimpressed by what's supposed to impress me and impressed by qualities that are obscure?

7) Why is it that in the season I finally have a good understanding of football, the Eagles seem to be doing anything but flying?

8) What is it about photography that I hate so much? I mean, I'm not ugly, and yet I hate being photographed.

9) Where can I go where I can really fit in on most or all levels?

10) Who's the next person to be an influence on me?

Beats me folks.