I’m sure I have bigger issues to work on but one of the main topics in therapy is my 3 years ago life vs. my now life and blah dee blah blergh of course now life isn’t too different, it’s just missing a huge chunk of three years ago life and I struggle almost every day trying to figure out who the hell I am now. I’m going to feel weird the rest of my life on August 10th, but for now I can watch my dogs ears flap in the morning sun
I can drive myself to sf to get some more holes punched in my head
And I can absolutely celebrate my mom’s life by hosing a plate of oysters and an old fashioned afterwards.
When I was young and full of grace as spirited a rattlesnake When I was young and fever fell my spirit I will not tell You’re on your honor not to tell
I believe in coyotes and time as an abstract Explain the change, the difference between What you want and what you need, there’s the key Your adventure for today, what do you do Between the horns of the day
I believe My shirt is wearing thin and change is what I believe in
When I was young and give and take and foolish said my fool awake When I was young and fever fell my spirit I will not tell You’re on your honor, on your honor
Trust in your calling, make sure your calling’s true Think of others, the others think of you Silly rule, golden words make practice, practice makes perfect Perfect is a fault, and fault lines change
I believe My humor’s wearing thin and change is what I believe in I believe My shirt is wearing thin and change is what I believe in
When I was young and full of grace as spirited a rattlesnake When I was young and fever fell my spirit I will not tell You’re on your honor, on your honor
I believe in example, I believe my throat hurts Example is the checker to the key
I believe My humor’s wearing thin and I believe the poles are shifting I believe My shirt is wearing thin and change is what I believe in
Written by: Neil Berkeley, Chris Bradley, & Kevin Klauber
If you’re feeling like you need some extra Pee Wee in your life right now, or feeling uninspired, or just generally feeling, this is one of my favorite documentaries.
Peewee Herman affirmed for me that it was okay to be weird and live an unusual life and have weird friends and do whatever you want, as long as you were nice. He was so punk and funny and kind and weird, and I just hope he knows how much we all loved him and were inspired by him.
This building, most likely a total tear down at this point has sat vacant for 15 years and has been listed for sale by several different commercial real estate companies. The latest one attempted to spruce the place up a bit and painted industrial sand color all over that vintage glass block, the actual fuck. Hate it with me.
Don’t know what it is about a chubby girl angrily shucking corn that really gets the patriarchy going, but let’s just say I got some unwanted attention in the grocery store this morning.
