I admit- I stole the pigeon fetus.
I decided to write a "Bloggers' Blog" today, in which all I do is copy and paste news stories and make 2-3 line comments about them......so- eat your Krispy Kreme's, drink your Starbucks, listen to your MP3's, glaze over a bit with your eyes, and enjoy!!!!;)
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So, while reading my trusty newspaper today, I happened upon a story or two which made me feel the need to comment on them with much condescension and little to no fanfare.
First, something which gave me chills.
Peggy Joe Conner, of Pennsylvania, is accused of hitting next-door neighbor Valerie Oskin, 30, over the head with a baseball bat, then taking her to a wooded area and slicing open her abdomen with a razor knife in an attempt to take Oskin's fetus. Oskin was eight months pregnant. She also took Oskin's 7 year old son beforehand and dropped him at a relative's house. Investigators say a 17-year-old boy driving his ATV spotted the two women and called police. (AP)

What kind of sick woman would do this? She apparently told her boyfriend that she, herself, was pregnant. Trying to steal a woman's unborn child......Oh.....I'm feeling ill. She apparently sliced on the woman's caesarean scar from her prior pregnancy. If the 17 year old boy had not been driving out in the woods at that moment, the baby and Valerie Oskin would probably be dead right now. Thank goodness for divine intervention, even if it does ride an ATV.

And something strange, unusual, and just plain "what the fuck" worth-
TORRANCE, Calif.(AP) - An attorney who was found operating on a pigeon that he had sedated with vodka was later arrested after animal control officers raided his house and discovered about 300 living and dead birds in filthy conditions.
"There's droppings everywhere," Patrick Wren, the head of Torrance's animal control department, said Wednesday. "I'm wearing a mask. That says it all."
About 120 dead pigeons filled bags and boxes alongside Gerard Redmond Enright Jr.'s home, Wren said. Others found in pet carriers stacked floor to ceiling throughout the house were euthanized because they were sick or malnourished, he said.
County health officials declared the home unfit for humans.
Enright, 61, was arrested for investigation of animal abuse. He bailed out of jail Wednesday afternoon.
Enright denied mistreating pigeons and said he had devoted his life to saving them.
"I'm literally in shock," said Enright, who has a long, white beard and often walks with his pigeon, Twister, to a local Starbucks. "They cannot be killing any of my birds. That's like if someone was killing your kids. All my family has feathers."
Police said animal control officers went to Enright's run-down home in a tony Los Angeles suburb after getting complaints from People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals.
Wren said he visited Enright on Monday and found him operating on a pigeon, which only licensed veterinarians are allowed to do.
Enright acknowledged operating to remove a large tumor from the bird, saying he watched his own veterinarian perform such a procedure. The attorney said he gave the bird a shot of vodka, administered Anbesol as an anesthetic and used an Exacto knife to cut into it.
His friend, Pamela Kahrer, said she brought the injured pigeon to Enright because he cares so much for the birds.
"They are his life," she said. "I don't understand all this."
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Yeah- next time I see an injured woodpecker- I'll just give him a shot of Heaven Hill, pour some for my homies, throw down some triple antibiotic, and cut that shit out with my Lady Bic.........I've seen a guy do it

Patterns- shapes-
and something in the air that's telling me my Fall has come....
Always in the fall, there seems to be some change for me. But it's been a consistent pattern over the past few years.

Last fall- gained newfound independance, traveled, moved, moved, moved- in more ways than one- ended relationship.

Fall before last- gained newfound independance, traveled, moved, moved, moved- in more ways than one- ended relationship ( this time a friendship I'd had since childhood).

This fall- gaining newfound independance, traveling, moving, moving, moving, ended relationship. Or rather, had them nip it this time before it ever really took root. An easy out, I suppose...cuts through the bullshit if you end something before it begins.

Is this some sick pattern I am doomed to repeat? Is this the essence of me, or merely coincidence? And if it's purely a path I have seen patterns in that aren't really there- why does it make me stop and think.....?
this time feels different- but the times before that, I have learned from, yet I thought that each step was of the "different from the others" variety, then, too.....
But this move I appreciate in so many ways. My family, my friends, I see them in so much of a better light now. I appreciate them all the more, and I feel this is the right step for me. And, as far as relationships go-
well, hell.....I suppose things happen for reasons, and if it ends, it may be because they are not as ready, or they're not on the same wavelength I am, or they're just too selfish, too immature, too independant, too into spontaneity to the point of insanity- or any other various reason...or it could be I am just not there yet. And maybe I just haven't met my match....or a hundred other reasons......a hundred different possibilities...
And I know, though, with the way I am now- that I could end up 100 years old and be okay with never having anyone always there to hold me through the night. I have gotten comfortable and used to holding myself....ha.

and when that fails to do the trick-
i always have that one lovely and heartwarming comfort-
watching new episodes of the OC......on this fall.

about nothing in particular
I need to learn new words,
so I can destroy you properly.

I know you
want you
you have this semblance
so you can at least not
lose everything.

because you always had that which was the most erotic
the most pleasant
the most pleasing the most forward the most open the most soul
fang
bearing
slop that it was that i had to give
my words
vocalizations
dismembered quotations
they wrap around your lips and sit on the edges of upturned corner grins
so simple
such a potential for sin
when i was not the happiest
at least
i mean
not what i could be
but still the levelheaded bliss
of someone content to just wash your dirty laundry-
i had only humming there.
so
maybe in order for an artist to be someone
they must always be alone
they must always just intone
they must always just keep talking drinking smoking writing playing fucking messing
messing
less
and lessening
i should just turn those dream machines off......
i should just kick the words to the floor.

So, this is what I'm going to do until I finally get the feel of this place. I discovered awhile back that my blog on another site was pretty much futile, or at least, just not getting read because it sucked. Ha.....
so I will be copying other blogs onto this one, until I've caught up, and feel that this blog is a good enough reflection of me and all of my random glory.
Here's one......~Jill's Gem of the Day~

Setting- Jill's busy workplace on a busy night.
Scene- Jill, coworker Britney, and Coworker Number Two*for safety's sake.....we'll shorten that to CNT........*i tickle myself to no end.* Standing in line, waiting for a computer to open up......
CNT is 19....Jill and Britney...slightly older.; )

Britney says, "Hey, I've been asked 4 times this past month to go to Las Vegas."
Jill says, "Oh, that's weird, I was asked to go to Vegas to make up for my convention being canceled in New Orleans."
Britney says, "Oh, that's weird. I heard that they are going to reschedule Mardi Gras there next year."
Jill says, "Really? I heard them talking about it being in Baton Rouge next year."
Britney says, "Hmmm, I don't know. I just heard them say they were thinking of having it in Las Vegas, right on the strip."
CNT says-
"That's so stupid.
Why would they do that? Mardi Gras isn't even IN California."
*Fin
there it is...your moment of Zen.....
weep for the schools of today, folks....weeeeeeeeeeep.

*me? I laughed like I hadn't laughed in weeks.......*

First blog on this site. And I am dead on my feet for it. No wit from this girl today. I am here just to test this theory of mine out. People that you know never read what you write....or rarely.
We'll see where this goes. I'm sure sometimes I'll publish random thoughts, sometimes I'll put out some works of mine, sometimes I'll just meander about rambling on what I ate for breakfast or what my new shoes look like. There's little to no structure involved in this so far. And that's just damn fine with me.