To 2008!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mvBkbPEoeAI


Dylan

2008

And hoping to make it to Savanna in summer, mint drinks, sweet men, funky trees with all sorts of shit growing on them, good people.

My dog is sleeping, painted orange, like the kitchen.

I drool. Content, focused, cats & dogs no way want to do no more...

OMG!
ex


OMG! Chill? Dylan. guess where me be fo next timeframe?

bye big heart!

Lichen This Bluetooth Fun!

Damn, does that look like a wedding gown???

Otherwise, wise. No Vegas, clean house, buffalo fur, and New Years with da shiny & chill G. Yah can you believe it? Can't believe that i hav put up with his witty ass for this long.

I'm tireg, yes, that is the way you spell it, turbo tired...

k,
out!
Mox

Stoopid and Together for the Holidays

I am so Feng Shuied that I sent out all the cards, have all the gifts wrapped (and bought like 2 weeks ago!) even the eBay Buffalo hair came on time. Blessed stuff man!

Plus listen to this stuff, made me cry today wrapping gifts:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k8AtvftXCVw

He's good. Incredibly sparkly eyes.


Happy daze to all! and to All a heart night...

Mox



PS: Anyone putting money on if I will be married this year? I get the dress tomorrow and have asked 3 guys so far. I no longer want to be just me, rather just me and hello, just him cutie too. to play and comfort and work thru this silly fun life together, that's all.

k, bye. pork-fest at the Mox's! bacon for Christmas morning a cooking, ribs in oven for tonight.

Have a wonderful Christmas all my friends... thinking of you.

Mox

People are Amazing!

Let's start here, this some of the coolest shit I have ever read, and only got to the mirror bouncing photon Rabi frequency, which, if questioned I will deny any knowledge of. But wow, people are so cool!

Vhttp://arstechnica.com/news.ars/post/20071221-pulse-shaping-could-hold-the-key-to-secure-quantum-networks.html

I really should be wrapping gifts for the younglings, will in a few I suppose. After spending as long (I said long) as I did in Packaging, I know that people love a box as much as the gift, so I simply need to be creative and less meticulous and all will be as it shall be, perfectly imperfect! and well loved, and full of heart.

okay, need a song [the n definately makes the cursor jump, my song g was up 7 sentences! that sounds nuts unless you type on this freaqky laptop!].

Mucho Mucho Days a Passed

Me becoming a stronger individual. Ha!

Oh did I mention that I am a red head now?!! And because of the Brazillian, nobody can question my "natural/ceiling matches the floor" kinda thing. So there! And the do? COMPLETELY unnatural orange/red color, think Reba McIntire, oh my gosh. Suit up da boots, da truck, da husband and dog leaving me...

Or just be. And see how people react. That's so much fun, and so far I've only been to the grocery store! Can't wait for family and friends to freak. And REALLY what does it matter?

coolest is like when I was in 8th grade and I got a perm, I look in the mirror and it takes about 3 seconds to realize that it is me that I am looking at, kinda cool effect.

song of da day: yes a repeat, yes Stoopid, yes me justa like da rythym & roll:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1E7yxDMYvPI

G looks like the lead sinat is real THIS MOMENT? ger to me.

and yes, there is another sniffing the perimeter, a D-man. seems more real than the G, yet how can you be more real than wh


This is the perfect HORRIBLE laptop mixglitch, when I type an n on this thing or something else it randomly jumps up to 2 sentences ago. any techno geeks out there can help?

and btw, techno geek is a good reference, you got da skills...

all days now are good for some reason

Yum, warm and happy. I know amazing! have all my needs fulfillled beyond expectations. daughter on old baby grand trying to interpret Bach or one of those old deaf guys... quite beautiful a melody she plays.

Santana, always good, eh

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gpX97eg-W-k

my life shifting to the moment, ahhh, so intense. even work or other crap.

my rant, always TIME she my most sweet ting Earthly, besides beauty on Earth, whatever that is, better 2 be warm & furry.

Calm, warmth, beauty, comfort...

happy holidays from da Mox

things have been less than boring, and I love that!


Mox-a-licious!

Yikes! Cool Pretty RED BULL

it glows pretty!

good for drooling sessions which i am good at!

so deep, so mean.



my heart twisted
knots on head
nots in br

Hooray! Stoopid and Topless AGAIN!

Ughhh! Watching the Slightly Stoopid live video again, love it. You should have seen me at their concert this summer, dripping wet mess, mosh pit yummy dance moore need moore loved it!

Anywy, just way nice shaking my head, way low, to the beat, a bit WAY differently, yet to the same song. Okay and dancing all over the house while cutting celery. I admit it! And drooling, I drool when I'm excited. So G, where are you!

Sober... in many ways but not the one i seek.

Pretty!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2akOiG7rSs


So back to my lovely DVD of Stoopid, really, I fell and crashed on this band. and so I have to dance, dance, dance, with them for reasons unknown.

Wow!

May Druids with uncommunicated positive sketchy magic infect your reality. :)

most fun!

Debs




























People are crazy

and that is what I love most about this life.

Pretty Little Red Dress

Elusive this day. She out there, short, kicky, fun-bright little dress, Dillards they tell me.

Me so here:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_J7PQsy-XM8

They so cute. And HOT! HOT! HOT! Man, this is where to meet the man hunk! Laid back pot smokers, cig smokers, chill wanna-bees, who bust-a-move! Like work hard on whatever the glide, the interest.

I love love. I love sweet happy people. I especially love Shiny Happy People.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YbGSDkvh8B0

Evening light turns to dark,
as sun looks for spark,
water weilds torrent,
flow, uncontrolled,
past, past, past,
flowing.
Day as night
posed and bright
set and SIGHT!
moon calls back sunlight.
Morning light turns bright.

Let's get this party started! Until the break of dawn, me man!

Mox



Way deep into the Stoopid live video, shakin my head, mumbling... nice... calm.. push it.
O

Step Stools, Hand Trucks and Caves for Mister's Son

Title of this one enough, no? I'm exhausted and I write the damn thing! Need to get some of my stuff back from charity work; that feels good. Put it out, give...

Much better today. Full of piss & vinegar and fiesty, yet happy. amazing, eh?




ON CAVES:

Not Carlsbad, knew dat, here is another one:

http://www.desertusa.com/azkartchner/things.html

evening bat program available, interesting...



Ah Good!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WX9esv_US1A



G, back on phone, ugh!!!! good ughhh...

Okay, So Now It Is Like 3 Days Later, maybe, today's the... where the hell is the phone... 14th. pretty good math for a scientist, eh? how the hell else would we come up with 2.14159 if we weren't just a little crazy anywho?

Kids dining on homemade pizza bagels(like that's an accomplishment!). Really want to make bagels from scratch one of these days, hear it's an art: mix & rise, boil, then bake, curious!

So Thursday has become Booty Hookup Day in my group, like no joke. I have kiddo stuff at 8am then servicing at 9am. Brazillian Friday at 2:30, think of me then! send prayers!

OMG! We should SO get a betting-thing going on whether or not me and G actually follow thru with our plans. it's about as reliable as the lottery, so the odds of follow through are about... wait, I am the house! I'll take the "no" bet! But guess what? I'm NOT BORED. And even find it relaxing in my persuit of other relationships, which is nice; no pressure, just date and meet whomever, whenever. All nice and safe. And I am monogamous, G too.

So I believe that we are friends, that would be so nice for me just to know that he will be there in 10 years as my friend. maybe even my other friends can meet and come out to play with us in nice ways (happy hours, drag racing the venues, house parties?).

Anyone have connex to local resorts? When a kid I used to crash all this stuff, now it seems a tad... juvinile???


Beauty sleep, sweet dreams of an amazing

Any Day that You Have Grass in Your Hair is a Good Day

And I do.

And da Mox is a sad, tears. I'm so blessed and so needy. I spend so much time either living or planning my living that... well; that's not my angst, as EVERYONE but me knows.

I still can't shake the G. He has no... Ughh!1!.. interest in me...

As Mom said, "Where you're wanted lots, go little, where you're wanted little, don't go at all." Such wisdom. How practice Sensei? How?!!

Most dissapointed in myself, for something I can never do, I refuse! I will never close my heart, so I suppose I am dissapointed at... probably my expectations. which, given my idea of reality, expecting... i expect truth.

i expect fidelity. that has an implication of loyalty that extends beyond truth. truth with virtue, and trust. try to actually live that way. Dare you anyone!

Do you know what your religion is? Do you live that way?

A story I once heard of Budda (or a monk) who came across a scorpion in his path and realized the danger of the scorpion to be stepped on and die; the monk had no choice but to move the scorpion out of the pedestrian path, yet was stung. Next day, the monk strolled down the same path, [this makes me cry too, need a small drink, back in a sec..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kxDPSWNoGLs


Reason I find myself with G is that, ughh!!! he's on phone now...

Boy Shorts and A Brazillian

Can't help but repeat this again:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ECznJPcWiRI

can you please tell me what the lyrics are? And how would you translate?

My Tao includes pretty rocks making holy water, sun through the leaves, and sun bouncing off water into the sky, interupted; sun in water. For today.

A bird died at work this summer:



Pink Carnations for a Baby Bird





i let you die today,
too busy
about my world.

a choice, a chance,
ahead of now.
you lie screaming for help

fuzzy, fluffy ball of down,
squealing silently upward,
pink and glossy,
in the morning sun,

just beyond grasp,
behind my shield of glass,
i am allowed to watch you die,
in my busy world.

i walk away
and forget you
as oven breath
delivers fruition.

now quiet and bent
in the silent hot wind
dried from the inside
frozen in gasp

i stand
wondering…




Can't help but FEEL and be of service these days. Not sure that anything really has changed, just need to give back to the world, like so majorly that there is no anything else! Goal now is to turn my daily WORK into SERVICE. In planning stages...

Do you know how nice it is to hug someone and scratch mutual backs?! Or to hug someone and massage shoulders? Or simply just to hug someone, kiss them, and really mean it? All the people I encounter regularly are so amazing, each their own, you know?

Okay, time to prep some grubbage for the offspring, yummy chicken & cheese tortilla things, made with love...


Mox
Actively engaged in the discipline of pleasure

Most Often You Don't Know Why

Things come to you.

I love Seal. And this one resonates:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1g9Ya6zkWvc

No boyfriend thing, just a mine...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1g9Ya6zkWvc

Friends. I simply want the bestest, most funnest friend ever. he should be a hairy man with passionate kisses. Not uptight or too afraid of tomorrow, agape at today. another wonder. tomorrow a dream.

Lost the astro-man because I am still adrift. He was absolute and so very real, me so not. Such a gentleman was the V. Wow! Oh well...

So it's late and i'm suffering from ponytial girlish fun: if you have your hair in a pony or two then when you need to clear your head over guys, just shake it. so theraputic, and stoopid, gotta love it!

Smooches Sis!

Love,
Mox

2 Weddings and A Breakup

I suppose me and Astro-man really helped each other, can only hope. It was fun and he was the most sweet, truely gentle man that i have encountered. I just happen to be a bit rougher around the edges



Seal is just the most best, and it means everything to me, only mine today, no man shares him with me, yet. Nick will.


I believe in flying, no plane, no kites, no parachutes, just flying...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ateQQc-AgEM


Once you've experienced the inside of the The Doors you transform. No way to look at life the same. Have to take G back to the Pink Taco and go there.

Makes me sound crazy 'gain. but i bet that's what's it's all about eh?


Fruited in joy and love, and service budding,

Mox

Never Give Your Man Your Blog

OMG! OMG! OMG! MAN ALERT!

I am officially dating my first Grandpa! Never really got the HOLY COW! of that until Halloween, like today! came around and who we might trick-or-treat with. Yikes! Makes me better by association tho really; smart enuf to have them young, he is. (yeah, Yoda)

I'm getting closer to 10 brain cells left and getting happier. I hear that really rich people move into assisted living at 50 so that they can persue their dreams without worring about daily tasks. [I like this alt-thinking, progressive, easy for me to spell!]

I also hear that reality rich people have some really nice homes, just nice, warm homes, that reflect their nature.

I like Tom enuf not to have him a part of my blog now.

Nothing else da Mox can say

On Becoming Again

What a wonder is the daughter who becomes the teacher, mother, inspiration for myself & others. If I could only be as beautiful as her, ever...



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-T35WXFOmwI




I get sad at the weirdest times, like eating, and when people play the cello, and when my hands are so dry and other people feel the same way, literally. I'm sad now. I miss G.

There's a bazillion reasons why we're not; for me just sad, sad, sad. I feel, ughh... ohhh.. for the hundreth time i cry... too stupid, I am.

see, problem is that i believe in the love that is of Across the Universe and I have no home to light on, you know? Actually, sadder because I have made a way scary decision, makes me cry 10 times worse,


went away for ten minutes and feel 10 times better.


Live Life! Live On! Live Free! Live your heart...


Mox

Dream

The word that everyone knows means happiness to me!

On Holy Water and Elevation

The holy water was welcomed and helped; I need moore> If I can only get those carbon emissions down around the toilet then I am sure the Zen principles normally practiced might make things smell good; or do boys just piss everywhere?

my great traaining in Daoist religigion says, "Yes" so being the the practicing Daoist that I am, I say, "Wipe that shit off the seat!" I would pick up a scorpion before letting one step on it, and never EXPECT anyone to ever do the same. (Call me out every time please to help me!)

Bored, gone in search of...




On Using Diff operating SyS ALL AT THE SAME TIME:




On Tingly-Phone-Things:


On Marketing Things:
Oh! so my last connection to norm was SO wrong! Marketing note: ELEVATION and not inspiration (shhh! save for next maybe.) So excited to hear of sdome development "elevating". cool. Beginning to hear it in radio ads, news at 11!

Quiet Dedication to Goals

Star-ange feelings fo da Mox. Bigger changes coming and a tad scary. It's kinda funny how you do every little scary thing daily and they start to add up; then one day, you realize that everything is different, elevated. And it's almost not scary now, it just is the way it is supposed to be. That's really kinda cool. And tomorrow will change again.

So, I went to my future daughter's wedding the other night, it was amazing, in so many ways. If you ever have a big wedding, always have an open bar, it brings out the best and worst in people and can lead to some classic improv moments. And all improv is, is accepting everything that happens to you as a positive event and moving forward thru TIME. Quite ridiculous, and exactly all we can do here, eh?

And I have decided that right now the professed "Elevation" new marketing buzzword is still too far out, yet. It is really going to be "Inspired" first. Mark my words Grasshopper...


http://www.amidabuddha.org/news/13Oct2007.html

Ok, time to go see a man about a horse. You all know about my horse right? Her name is Spirit. She's quite amazing; a beautiful steed full of paradox, humor and giving. I want to be more like her...

Level 3 - Waxing Moon Sculpting

just chillin'


http://www.nasa.gov/multimedia/imagegallery/image_feature_929.html

pretty.

mox

Maybe Just Being There a Little is Somtimes Enough...

...as long as you are fully engaged in the moment and nowhere else.

Learning to flow is tough. and essential.

I am surrounded by the beautiful energy! yet I am trying stupid tricks like turning street lights on (turning them off has become dull).

So to where?

No parlor tricks, no fairy magic. Just real, just here, just me.

A monk lives by (as some say) Paradox, Humor and Change, so well, I qualify. Yet making yourself available [shift F7] (ok, that was the best word for what I was looking for, anyhoo) is okay where and when you are needed, feels sublime, it flows.

Spent much of today that way, happily. Also realized that the convertible allows a clear perspective of the past, present, and future of now, unobstructed and true. A bit raw (like when it's hailing and you realize that you have essentially a rolling jacuzzi and Taco Bell becomes a good family meal when the top is secured! did that yesterday in the storm.).

So, I lost the bet, it was not the band Panic at the Disco (but WAY close the DJ said) so now I have to buy drinks and snacks for my future daughter's Dad. Damn I hate it when that happens... almost close to one of those unresolved cyclical references that spark up every now and then in Excel, you know?

So here is a tune for your listening enjoyment:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=djCUfGVd9lY

I'm gonna see if I can sleep until 10am, walk the park, clean the Zen Pool. After that I suppose that I will consult my horse Spirit and see what I should do for the rest of the weekend...

Mox In

Living in REAL TIME

Ahhh, moving towards marriages and distance. Such funny irony for my life. Perhaps a great balance for the rest of life?

This music is sweet, and I do drool (still not sure why).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hE0ODrmaiFE&mode=related&search=

So enjoy>

NEXT: On To Moonbows...

Once you've seen a triple regular rainbow, that some say doesn't exist!

Amazed to say that I am becoming conditioned to the extraordinary, for better or worse, eh? The first time I had this happen was in Yellowstone, the ground is hot! Like in the parking lot there are steam holes where the EARTH forces out her breath, way cool. After a week there it was like, "Oh, another beautiful cascade, let's take a peek and move on." Way weird.

How can one get conditioned to beauty?

The sunsets and moonrises always amaze me here, every time. And reminds me of the Marketing coming term of Elevation. (Remember that we have been "passionate" for a while now, "elevation" I believe is the next big wave, suppose we'll see.)



On another note:

I don't understand guys. At least the ones I have met lately. It was so easy to just hang and talk and be together, even G was cool until he dumped me for the super hot chick. I just don't get it (get the super hot chick thing tho in his case). Don't dudes just want to hang and have fun? Define what that means and then just live it? Get cool and chill while living hot? I suppose I am still morphing enough that perhaps I need to define what I really want, now? in 3 years? are they the same? Ok, ok, in my face why! Until I can define what I want I will not attract it, done, said, realized. Still pisses me off tho, still a horney mother! We'll see...

So where put the energy next? Developing plan of MBA (November start) and hip hop (big heart here) lessons, still looking for Mr. Right for Ballroom Dancing Lessons, anyone available for Sat eve's or Monday or Tuesday nights? Sunday night?

Feel grateful and completely in need of service to our planet, NEED MY PURPOSE TO SERVE, no religious shit, probably mental health, biographies, youth, something will pull me right. I have time, ugh! TIME! Too funny how all this is, just another day in the life of a red blood cell traveling down the artery of life (giving blood at work tomorrow, nominated for "Providing for the Happiest Recipient, July 2006!"). You do the math...

Mox on!
.?!


I'll post this just to raise hell, this guy cares WAY MORE than me about politics, yet I love a (ha!) passionate person spilling their juice (and why are there so many signs in the front yards for this dude???):


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AeHWW5gbc0w


I am keeping the house & car, rest is negotiotiable. ;)

Dark Since 911, How Apprapo...

Hard Life when your stoopid and looking for purpose...

Actually more the opposite, more alive now than ever, and granted, it was the trigger, the celebration, ha! of 911 that sent me in a tizzy of late. I had no more opportunity then, but to stare out the window of life now and live, live, life.

Living means being engaged on the outside of the window, flowing. Not flowing as with time, yet flowing stopping time, slowing time, living IN time, as every moment matters...


Tips of the day, (yeah unfortunately two can be possible in the same month...)

and why is my font all fuc*ed? Or have I simply been reading other blogs with more savvy? Mine looks like telletype, for heaven's sake.

That was almost Godly, eh?

Tip #1 Be honest no matter what.
#2 Persue what you need, especially when uncommitted. Not Later!
#3 Commit when ready, able, and willing; communicate that.
#4 And Never! (or always, not sure yet) Give your blogsite to your new man.
#5 No matter what. Yeah, really again #1, always be honest...

Wow, Mox may be a starting school again MBA, gonna be nuts!

Smooches Team!


Yum, I said nuts! Nuts are yummy, readily available in most lands, affordable these days, yeah, nuts. Oh how I love nuts!

Gangsters & The French & 911

Completely Me, Desert Stoopid in LAPTOP! Man, topless just might get better tomorrow AM if I actually take the damn CD out of this portable piece and pack it with da Mox.

I have gone anhydrous, and I'm f'ing great at it. It's all in the silicones baby!


The big beautiful building that I work in is being torn down. It makes for some great CAT scoping/flashing and tremendous earth-moving thuds that just make you hold your breath and hope that we are not being descended on by a large plane. They pulled out a 4'diam x 7'cement footer from 30ft deep in the nice rich soil today. Literally rocking my world! Always fun... :)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unione_Corse

Oh yeah, smooches, wow.

Moxinataur

On Candle Power...

A/C unit out, Day 2.


Major McGiver action, should see the lampshade action; ok Mike says post it. I feel stupid, damn thing sucked up into the unit and, ugh step stools and and ugh! So NO Lamp shade, a simple venturi I would figure; need more height on the fan, my biggest fan!

A/C dude says no way but me must keep a chillin'. I know engines, no fear. Oh yeah besides this, something pretty Stoopid and for Me. WAY pretty song passed over before

Cest la vie!
Bon vie?

Mox

Gonna Sleep with Mike Saturday Night

Wow! Seems a bit soon, eh? This is like really our 3rd date. Okay for all you hotties out there, it really is more of a a couch-surf-symphony-night. I'm driving day, he driving night, way cool, and get to see some Gershwin tunes at the symphony (wait, i said toons!) along the way.

wait toons aren't all that hot. hmmm...

ok, so some good movie make it hot?

or whatever...

Fought with daughter and realigned my tasks. so important now:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dCz9VRuZv0E


damn.

all my tech unplugged by the Little offspring so can't even enjoy my own posting tonight. arggh!

best WET wishes,
Mox

Assuaging Uncooked Noodles in My Bed

Strapped in true black Aeron chairs
We mock our existence
Pooled in manicured rage
At life’s programmed prospectus
Swallow us under, rumbling in the undertow
Perhaps a Sprite! Spit one out high!
Afloat on the flotsam, away from the moon,
Towards
The scraped face reality of love.
Driven noisy into darkness
Ascend, scorching shrieking upward towards

Perch

Prelude No. 1 in C Major

That is the paper debris that i have to pick up off the floor, all these ah ahh ahh! symbols all over that shit, lilty with a strong "hold" undertone. I have to go clean up for a non date with a guy that i have an impossible non relationship with.

even italicized, yeah Vista me a still getting to know!, that still makes no know sence.

i miss Mike and he is scrambling from a power outage, miss my girly friend too, so the S2000 it is. all stoopid eh? or perhaps all just loving in a silly world. I actually wrote something today, have tofind it and post maybe tomorrow?

Mox heart a timid and hopefull
Boo!

Romanterrific!

Not really as ugly or stoopid or scary as I had guessed. Just worse in every way>>> The possibility of an "us"! Everything about Mike is scary except the back soft tuft of head hair just above his neck, why is it so soft? the rest is typical crusty man goo stiff, typical, and cool, get the shit out of it, or just let me torture it and the stuff, the stuff, the hair is mine...

to the other side :) to the other side under cover ;) put your mind right.

Okay, so a 2 foot Raptor in your living room is much more Dr. Moore sane than the 2000lb. 4' unit right? It's a baby Raptor, cuter even for the victims, I mean visitors unsuspecting, eh?

He is an old, young Jack Nicholson looker, drives, of course, a rediculous car some noisey pipey Mardi Gran Prix thing that scares the 50-year-old ladies. Is everyone dead at 52? me & him seem to think that is the cutoff, actually for me I have seen it way at 48.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xL_9zdu4iVw


And better than anything! he believes in everything< vampires, aliens, open religion, and me. ROAD TRIPS! Big heart-on there, ugghh.......

An engineer at heart, a rebel in soul, a lover in body, a DareDevil. And< Mox :) so happy he made sure me ate and danced. Was like a real NICE date where the the guy thinks about you a bit. the place, the pants falling off, he says we need to shop for pants that fit me. that is still nice.

inaworldfullofpeopleonlysomewanttoflyflylikeaneaglewillfly

mox

NEXT

Telling thunderbolt follows epiphany, that's always a good sign of a right insight, eh? Plus if nothing else, just learning how to spell epiphany is a real thing. And as you know, I have already forgotten the epiphany, well no, not yet, but it wouldn't matter anyway because it is something I had to learn, not anyone else (obviously, otherwise I would tell them, duh!).

I love the way that time dissolves the day, the way all the aches and pains and tribulations float away into the hope of the new day. Quite amazing this human, get up the next day and try for what? thing. I keep climbing, I hope, just as Hanibal does. Does he know that my purse (a "ledge to grip" perhaps to him, is always just behind 1/8"of glass and he can never climb it? That being said, why do I keep placing my purse against his cage? Convienient for me and he is a pet we did not ask for, good enuf excuse? Me think a no> that stoopid crab has the tenacity lesson, the keep climbing, the eat your cell mates and spit

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QKNISqaCTpk


And you have no clue of : anything... please tell me of your, everything ! i miss it>>.


M*o*x

Just When You Think Uranus is Safe...

Remember what they did to Pluto recently? I say the next little guy should be worried.

http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.tqnyc.org/NYC062733/images/uranus%2520illustration%2520large.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.tqnyc.org/NYC062733/ura-news.htm&h=2553&w=2100&sz=2203&tbnid=QNLFAGERU4u0SM:&tbnh=150&tbnw=123&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dimage%2Bof%2Buranus%26um%3D1&start=3&sa=X&oi=images&ct=image&cd=3

So pretty, eh?

Little guy confuz for the Mox not to mention 3 diff operating systems, BB text and laptop and desktop challenges. Sometimes a 2391 means TIME to me and no one else, ughhh! Stoopid base dumming my head a happily> and what is this freaky new laptop shit that sometimes when i type an n my cursor jumps up like 3 sentences? just does, so deal. or me a freakin'?!! like always...

k, time to see what Mike wants.

Moxie

Floating on the Wind

Really, how can you go wrong with advice like this:

http://www.wikihow.com/Pick-a-Horse-Hoof

I SO now know that I know so little about now, after reading that...

Another realization: I have no purpose in life right now, so need to go find it. Turns out having fun isn't enuf by itself, go figure. Only have found a few things in this life that I am passionate about: people (espesh their life stories), dancing (usually with great ineptitude and glee), presenting anything (what a rush!), change (espesh sparkly objects), mental health (state of the system pisses me OFF!). So what the hell can I do for work that earns $8.452 million annually that ties some or all of that together? Need to figure that out, seems like that money is the right amount to really help others, really, truely give back more that I have taken, you know?

I always (we all always) hope that we leave something better than what is was at the time we encountered it. The lens is just different sometimes; and better, a challenge.

I tell you the energy is good and strong, just feeling like a trapped tiger again. I'll figure it out and land on my feet, we kittens always do...

Mox Out.

Uber Boss & All pouring Fine

Oh Man! Set and did a meeting with the bosses, bosses, boss! Went very well, my card played to the strength of my spine; went very well... me a know know a shy! nor stupid.

so... what happened yesterday? I know that my arm is way major sore from having faith that my BRAND NEW LAWNMOWER WOULD START! okay, so how do I really feel? Wait, need to hack out some Chronchitis that has been bothering me lately, did i mention that the arm candy fell thru, damn... he loves me still (tiny L for all those freaky "Love-is-a-word-not-spoken-people.") Ahhh, can't we just live and love each other in our own ways? why so much outside DISCIPLINE put on our loving of one another, it's a death sentence for the species...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SF4yHRN8w5U


Hooray! Started the new CD and for reasons I'll never know it came up on 7 right now! yeah! pretty... shaka my head a down low. "let the respect change hands," Stoopid.

Not ready for topless and stoopid angain, WAY miss the drums, Everything still #1 for da Mox.


AMAZING INSIGHT:

I just realized WHY I want a sweet man around, I want someone to hear my, "wow! guess what I ACTUALLY did today," that was bigger and better than anything I did yesterday. And scary usually, and right for people and this planet. Plus, well, I want to have crazy hairy sex in front of plate glass windows or in a coal mine or join the mile high club, or do Austrailian twins on den Zug, you know, the usual things a girl wants...

So TIP OF THE DAY

Remember that old one? I have this horrible splint on my primary F-You finger (right handed) so had that glad constraint when meeting with the uber boss. Kinda cute all taped up like my gat accidentally went off and me a chillin' with it. Oh! but why, so silly, Tip of the Day: DO NOT PULL your lawn mower starter cord aver 100 times, maybe even 25 may suggest a manual read. I prefer calling customer support, but thatr was 2 days, maybe yesterday, and my grass is STILL long. Long grass is hot. Like on a guy's face. Been a long time fo da Mox to have a heart-on. Shit pending. WTF does "pending" really mean? I need action, now, carpe momentum! ahhh...

And NO DRUMS! FAILS the album ultimately. Sorry Stoopid, me the weird one girly;) back stage looking for da one on the drum, even if only me a one-hit-wonder. If they redo this with REAL DRUMS they ELEVATE.

Oh! so just REALLY here. this week a fun week of hardcore demands at work, always looking for hot sex & mental stimulation, and fast cars. And being a "chic" who puts her Carerra against yours. Ready yet?

Mox

OMG! OMG! So Acting Casual...

So you guys know that I have to see old G. this week at the Stoopid concert right? Me way scared. For no good reason really. But still...

When you look out on the ocean

sometimes it tells you

that it just ain't right

and you turn away

and live with a smile

on your back.

and some sand

on the roof...

shaking your head,

like a sweet fool,

with but a wet tool,

shaking it for da girly fool

you a be shakin for

today.

Brilliant spark light, through plate glass rises calm fire glowing left, of dark skies rainbow clad. Finger-curtain of wet hope touches the peaks, gold Ratcheted burst of diagonal bright wham! Then peaceful wisps float away as azure

sleeps,

oblivious and re? yes, re?

esolved

evolved

in beauty.

sharper than a razorblade, way no a me me!!!

MOx Scared & Out!

New Stoopid! Everything Has Changed... Somehow Sweeter :)

Again? (like isn't that a TIME dependent concept? hate that shit). Wait WTF track is this? Ever Really Wanted, damn~ swooning, ahh... need to move to OB and get it over with...

miss drums, they be back, later; hopefully a jimbe player, I know this guy in the park. the base is SO strong! and the experimentation along the fringes of all sweet shit that IS! is so amazing.

Either they get it right (I put my money here) or they have subliminal messages that I frankly accept and welcome. Anyone who helps the bounce and makes you laugh and still...

I am happy with the new people that LIGHT me (they really delight me, yet that seems so not as like actually what they do???)

New song..... Oh you guys have know idea!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



this IS SS Mathews coming to

On Rainbows, Smokes & the Clash...

Never, never, never! get used to seeing rainbows out your back door! Every time they appear, and my god in doubles mostly, the cosmic gratitu-tide is way amazing. Another one tonight, ugh, only a double... ;)

what makes life dull? is it too many rainbows?

I have been contimopaating (yes, commoplatinnng!) this thing of drama vs. fun. It seems to me that fun is always fun, while drama can be fun but can be way more not fun than fun. I suppose that i seek fun; and more simple fun is chill fun.

Fun is: racy, and tight friends, and letting strangers look down your shirt at a happy hour, and petal to the metal until you get to 5 over the speed limit, with loud music, off beat, out of context for you' shit, a funny hat, a hid gat, a smokin' jack, feeling where you at. Chill. Cool lights, hot nights, truth rights.


This one makes me drool...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DFGxauL07_I


And this one makes me hope that me's a fooly drooler...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hiQoq-wqZxg


Kick out my dog, these guys are hot! Swear the lead singer was at Dos the other night, said he was a guitarist, I figured local so poked my shit out and played as hard to get as I actually am. You either get the mind or the body, almost no one gets both to play with, seriously anyway...

So what's next? Smokes? Well, no brainer there, nobody should be a smokin', right? And sometimes, well i just

Oh Oh Oh!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gy_aahkIdEI&feature=RecentlyWatched&page=1&t=t&f=b

Grew up in Detroit, this is it. The best rap or punk remake yet be made, really remade.


Okay, we me a me a need the beauty sleep, big corporate moves tomorrow.

Mox out.
Smooches.

Wow.. Just Wow...

hey, way tired. speed dating ROCKS! it is too fun, no dates yet tho, but big banker still looking for me to confirm my suspicisions .this sunday. i'm so not sure about it, we'll see..


A real persrective on life:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vP25aXeAshA&mode=related&search=

the end is better than the beginning. sometimes. now that's a good way to look at things! i hope my ends end up better than The Bends...

oh man, i"m getting all 2 of the neurons firing at once! and you know what that does? yep, cancel them out... oh well, probably have good resons to wake up tomorrow and try all of this again, so sleepy time now.

smooches all,

Mox

Choppers Down, Not irac but does it matter?

just go to work and maybe have some fun? These lifted my mornings, at 8am, I'd show up with the smell of jet fuel and all fired up and ready, sweet go to work.


The greatest thing that I remember right now is the smell of jet fuel in the morning, that changed now...

What does this provoke? What positive do you see? What can I do to help?

Have a bit of troube with people falling out of the air, sad. must hav



must have, every day: [so I have to surf this shit]


OMG, saw Simpson's Movie.

A Triple Rainbow Presented!

On rainbows and science...

Impossible, Right?!! Just yesterday, way weird structure, need to research it a tad. The first was low and WAY strong, the second a reversed typical arch, the third formed a V off the second and was a muted bright glow, attached at the base and isometric from the second.

I had heard that the 3rd was impossible but after seeing what I saw I believe it to be extremely rare yet possible. I have to do as much Google research as I can stand )like next 10 minutes!) and I'll get back with the news...

http://www.theweatherprediction.com/habyhints/224/

I like this explanation, see section "e."


It can't possibly have been that long since the last time I wrote, no way! Like 10 days or more, yikes!

Oh man! So I am really persueing SALES! totally scary and absolutely necessary for the 2011 plan. My kids are going to starve for the next 2 years! So please send food! and prepare for my practice life insurance or tupperware pitch parties. The 2 neurons that I have left suggest avoiding Real Estate at this point and my soul gets upset at Life Insurance, although interviewing for everything is quite wise, get to practice selling!

Practiced today and potentially lost $2K for not asking one simple question. See, that is the fun of it, the stakes are higher. And when you're smarter you get better.

My primary goal in this life is to make everything I encounter better than it was without me in its space/existence. Yet I'm a tad bent on attempting some bigger leaps than my evolution might welcome; we'll see how that all works out, eh?! :)

Still have no clue why I drool when I write? Am I just a juicy dude? Do I love writing? Usually have a pink drink yet that never makes me drool standing up or otherwise, hmmm...

Okay! So I had some point tonight right? Let me check the ramble...

Nuf fo me is da "closer to the sun" summer concert of Stoopid. I have to go, way too important music for me to miss, playing with real G-Love and O.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9F98uph6zmQ

BEST, yes! It's 2006 maybe... :) "Still Looking for Breakfast"


And same time my "not care" checks in and life is speed dating!? Looking forward to fall. Dance, like Me!, school, like Me! Masters?, New job selling: Them! Tooling in the sweet convertible, sweet. Good busy time me planning with associates.

You will hear of all the glory and gory details along the way; that is how this goes. As a writer and scientist, I will transform into Sales; so bear with me! (bare? Bear!) OMG!

It is all fun, and who knows? This guy I knew had a blood type of B+, and his daily quote was, "Be positive and positive things will come your way." And he is right.

Okay, prospecting set on active, must get calls back.

Love you all,
Mox

Sunshine and heart throb

Oh how life is funny...



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b4-TvOVwe4I

Remember G?, well we may just have to skip G2 and go right for da G3. My heart has always been there. Someone recently asked about any person lingering in the background of my life that could yank my heart away from another, I was convinced that there wasn’t until I remembered G3. Ughh!!!

Me no likey the fact that he is the hottest thing on the planet, oh man...

Oh wow.

Mox

Sometimes Love is the Color of a Fishing Rod

Yeah, really...



Spaghetti O's & Fruit Loops

A dance of bounty,
Beauty knowing diligence
Affording a wisdom of candor and respect
Environment

Speak of ease as neighbors
And know of tribulation.
Speak of disease and know its reputation.

Live free and feel light’s chance
Live as a zoo animal and live the dance.

Swim for the Sun!
Die in the lake of glory. Calm.

Let them that travel know all glory of lake and dirt between, for it is the dirt between that takes most souls. Out of fire, out of water, we birth… and travel on wind to a place of service.

that last shit seems a little harsh with all the "service" stuff, but you know what i mean...whatever... okay.





From the new laptop, the Mox is... (Much like Yoda from the swamp tent, cool and trickier than normal life.)

Found some Stoopid music: this little dude is really amazing and REAL!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zpsYE_FxUdw


my Stoopid laptop seems to like to jump letters, so I'm a little freaked, i 's okay, hope it... See! that's what it does, jumps around. It might just be me but how will i know in less than a month(when then the warantee[sp?] wears out)?

Smile On Wayne! I'll smile on Garth.

Mox

Karma, with an H, eh?

Ah, how we live...

So afraid of one another, for reasons? mostly no. Really watch the Star Wars and Harry Potter stuff for team pat come slaying. WANGA!

Life is still silly fun! And always accept the unexpected bright light that, for whatever reason, comes your way


I just now on Vista (it is harder, yes harder! like bang it on the counter, k. yum.) a new laptop, and EVERYTHING is way dif. We'll see what rolls.

And again, Jeebs, you sold a reverberating carbonizer to an unlicensed cephalapoid?!

Eegad, dat makes a me a nerd!

Pining Away the Moments That Make Up a Dog Day...

BOO!




So webfull and webless over past 5 days, up in the Pines (reverent beings, they). I got the downstairs bedroom with the spider that we were sure would stay under the bed. It did, probably...




Good news is that me and one of the Littles climbed up high on mother Earth in two separate events and for reasons only Spirit will know, she kept us close. Really only 10 foot drops onto rocks, kinda like falling off your roof, but still better not to have fallen and to have learned also.

The Stang made her maiden family highway voyage with excellence, except all silly 6 cylinders were screaming on the uphill part. She's not a GT, I know, :( but she's cute around town and loves the topless Stoopid psychedelic city racing.

I have to do my nails. And maybe crash a 4th party this week, and an old husband's wedding in October!! What do you want to bet that they invite me?


So, it was my birthday and guess what I got? Yep, a copy of this Psychology Today that someone gave me that actually had nothing to do with being dissed but that she thought I would love because it is Psychology Today, and in general so f'ing interesting. Ha! Life is so funny.

But the JOB dis is da dis! I be a living hard right now. I will keep up the shoulders as far as guys go, but the job dis was a COMPLETE SURPRISE! And a HUGE motivator! Have already ,ade contacts, resume drops, and plans running WAY hard (I said hard!).

Boy, boy, boy... pretty... I need to get some giutar time, plus Hip Hop dance!

Best love to all of you,
Mox












My problem is that I LOVE irony, so I'm sure that I am asking for it.













Can't wait to see where I am working in another year, any bets on Bioscience? Too funny! But actually interested in that and behavioural health, and Business, we'll see what happens. Anyone have any leads?











The new guys are not pilots anymore but do tend demographically towards exec African American; kinda fun life is when you are bouncing on Her breeze, eh?











Open hearted and pool bound...

Mox

Sometimes a Girl Just Wants a Little Caulk

Like right now!

I have lots of caulk just hanging around so went out to grab a tube to fill my crack ... [no way! OMG who said that!] But silly true. Recaulking the master bath.

That leaves me wondering if I have the right caulk for the job? And is it big enough? Perhaps I need some caulk that will last a little longer than the last caulk, you know? That was way easy & nice but only lasted 3 months.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MeWNdijbjxo

And it is always good to work the caulk with your fingers and a sponge, although I've never tried the sponge technique, I think he's right.


Grass is growing,
Wind be blowing,
Life is flowing,
Me be rolling,
On.

Mox out.

PSYBorg

ahhh...

Have CrackBerry music on RANDOM, didn't plan it that way but that's the way it is! Hops from Doors to Alice in Chains to Slightly Stoopid to Beetovan (sp?), not to mention Nick Drake and the rest of them.

Oh, btw, bongo guy informed me today that it is a jimbay drum and not a bongo drum, nice! Like his his music in the park every Sunday morning.

Spent all day in the pool and still need to water the flowers...

eee gad! more random Nick Drake. Okay, probably doesn't exist on the internet but i'll try, hang on a sec...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hXbgMWf4gyY

This guy has a nice neck too.

Ok, gotta go find somone to sleep with... In my dreams!

Mox, the happy pillow hugger.

Carrerra Bound

So I'm getting pool supplies at a local pool place and the guy confronts me, "I have a '68 Mustang but I'm not allowed to drive it, too high risk."
I am there simply because I need a pool filter. after stating that MY Mustang is a 2001 and a 6 cylinder I appologise. He says, "Don"t even talk to me unless you are talking 8 cylinders," so I state that that I am saving up for the Carrera. end of subject...

I gotta get a Charger and pimp it, maybe in the interim. Saw one today that was breathtaking, spinners set on STUN! He had all 4 on "still" if that is even possible, and the nearly Stoopid tunes that were flowing out dat ting. Big Zing! Me & pretty tows were mesmerized. We had to stare and bet on the air system possibilities...

Okay, so new buzz words, passion is passe but zing... Zing is the thing! Everyone is talking sexy and passion and sustainability but package all dat and call it Zing. A product must have the zing to make it worth the thing of making it a product that becomes a thing.

I like da zing. G is a zinger. Making more Zing connex is a 2007-2009 major goal.

Okay, no media tonight loves, just me. wish all the lot of you, all my love; with a whole heart and a strong gratitude. And a bounce that sparks from within...

Mox






How to:

http://www.wikihow.com/Be-a-Good-Father

Camping Alone & Fine

Picked up one, dropped another Little.

Dropped one Big. Oh well, he went WAY cold So fast that I never even saw it coming. It happens.

mind set:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oz8ctHV3nwA

So decided to leave work at noon today, got home in time to read my new book Blink, love it already. Tells how to be now! Love that shit!

K, time to watch RV (movie with Robin Williams) for the 3rd time, funny to me, and so apt for me.

Snugglin' with no one in Smile-land! Damn, I don't even have a dude sleeping on my couch... tonight.

Just Now

A love of beauty, wherever you find it...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9muzyOd4Lh8&mode=related&search=

Break Up Flowers Are a Bad Idea

Tip of the Day:

If you like a guy and he likes another girl "better" then DON'T ask him to send you flowers 2 weeks later, ugghhhh!!! Do you see my pretty happy flowers?

I really like them. There is this purple one that one of the guys at work pointed out smells not like you'd expect, very herbaceous and cool/refreshing really. Girls at front desk giggled over huge, heavy, "break up flowers" thing and asked why he might not be a keeper... ahhh, hilariously ironic, eh?

So that prompted me to do the Pros and Cons of Seein' da G. Because as anyone who knows me way-to-well will know that I have little concept of time and therefore what the hell is goodbye? [Think Jim Morrison only not as, as, perhaps yet... not stoned, just a freaky perspective, wherever you get it from.] That could happen at any moment of any day with anyone you know, the goodbye thing, right? So live immediate and full, no? Easy said, harder done, WAY harder done. I will be quitting my job over $5K and an attitude of freedom later this week. Who dares me? Just had it locked up in the cubicle, just was again today...

Btw, the actually laughed at my $10K salary increase that I asked for; I am so in the wrong business! We'll see what happens. Ah, time will tell ;)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GgZsPt0SzUM

Okay, man. I never have anything to say and write ridiculous amounts of words that are the only thing that I am. I have nothing right now, nothing. I suppose it is a blank slate upon which to build but the so many options are overwhelmingly delicious.

Let's have a vote. Examining the the Pros and Cons, should I maintain contact, in any form, wit da G?

You know what I think happens? You eventually get what you want, just thru living. I want to be more blond and happier. Find a friend to stand tall next to me, fun and nice. Then just take over the world with plan 29-CLF, Complete Likeability Factor 29G.

Reality is SO funny. Gotta just love it...

I haven't even quit work yet and I already have the David Berry shirt hanginging (yes hanginging!) off the back of my computer chair. Damn, can't wait to quit, to finally live, or better, serve. I have a 2011 plan that better serves myself, my family and hopefully as many people as I can inspire, from the heart, with passion. Just not really sure what exactly that looks like yet. I am in year 1 of Reimage2011 so not very afraid of steady progress against goals, but the angst builds...

As I tell G (and everyone else), I have this horrible personality fun of delusions of grandeur to inferiority complex :) In a good "staying in da stoopid river of life that THEY expect," horrible abidance to the RULES.

Got my Stoopid tix for here and might, way might! see them again in Portland, that would be cool, just need to figure out how to twirl on my back and cut da moves while donning the little black dress and heels...

This is too FUN and LONG (have I mentioned G. yet) that I need to GET OFF(oh don't even!). It's like knowing your tiles are shaky on the shuttle. I would fly EVERY time and hope to burn and die or live as fully as I ever could. G. makes me feel that way when I am with him, not horrible, not wacky, more ENGAGED in what we are both persuing, different likely, yet similar.

He's cool, and positive. And that is enuf sometimes to risk the adventure. I have a little sack of magic but he brings a tool box full of surprises. My THING is set on "learn" right now, so as simple as it may seem, I will continue to be the da person that you just want to hit in the head with a brick so they get it!

The less I think, the better I feel. [someone said that before, Stoopid going into nice 21 shirt video Nasty Man.]

Smooches.

Mox a Rox

Yes! Yes! Yes!

I did the best I could today. It's still early tho so anything can happen, hopefully more of the same...



Back from de travel, it was wonderful. Had a Sage salesman as my escort, a newbie tech dude in tow made everything so... so... just good, right, heart strong. That's all I care about anymore anyway, da heart.



In business I am becoming a great entrepreneur! The first steps are spelling the e word correctly enuf and quitting your job. Looking to do the second this coming week. I gave them my dollar figure, let's see what happens.



Getting flowers from G. tomorrow because he's starting work and... what does that have to do with sending me flowers? He has some reason why that should correlate, for me just send the pretty Stoopid things and let me enjoy them. Oh yes, break up flowers, after the fact. Totally Stoopid, eh? for some reason we always knew that we should hang as friends and yet we went after things like dogs in heat, yeah, no love just hot, tinge of like, passionate yummy person on person, what else? Talk, smokes, talk, PonP, more talk, smokes...



I am so excited to know his people, has to be a crazy dude in there somewhere for da Mox.

G-Love Meet PimpButterD

Ah, passion! Not fearless yet there is no other way.

Off to WESTconsin tomorrow. Sorry, just a pet-peeve like NUCULUR, it's nu-clear!@ughh! [Who would have guessed it was a web site?]

http://youtube.com/watch?v=Sw1v-bwppr0&mode=related&search=

Bold moves everywhere, funny. Like, "Hi, met you downtown month's ago, party mit da Debs?"

BTW: MAJOR CLARIFY: The G-love I knew was WAY dif than the REAL G-love. The REAL one is true and caring about other people, exactly the opposite as you figure people...

After I get back, get to have horrible little procedures done to my body because other people screwed up, and it's probably fine anyway. Might get to see my girlfriend again, did I write about that??

Catch you on the flip-side of 37K feet and a touch & go or 2.

Boo!

Most Boring Post Yet, Unless the Pain Shows...

If anyone knows anything about me then they know that I HATE TO SHOP! (Love to buy, but HATE to shop.) Well, sitting in the lab, meetings over about 2:00 today and thinking, "what the hell am I doing here?" So went out to brush up the facade. Super stoopid and way true but women have to work it so much harder than men, especially as you get past the mid-life crisis stage for everyone, 'swhere i am. Oh well... that's the TRUTH.

So I head on over to Nordstrom's, yes at the MALL, YUK! And happen to park at the place where me & G. shook hands goodbye as I see it, but enter the mall with reckless abandon.

Again, to anyone who even knows me a smidge, just showing up at the mall is completely unnatural. I can handle some Old Navy action, nice stand alone place, in & out fast, easy, get what I want and can't give them my money fast enough (not that I have any but that hasn't seemed to matter to anyone, including me) and get on to Home Depot. Well, and this may be embarrasing, but today I have a "personal shopper". Like for realz. Her name is Rachael and she knows what to bring me. [Maybe I should ask her about men too. And don't get me started on that either, Bob has a girlfriend and I won't be that homewrecker, anyway...] So I am trying to get my look on at work for a promotion and it makes it easier to wake up and go, only problem is that a shirt costs $350, yet what you gonna do? Probably buy the $175 matching pants and some panties for around $40? I'll never admit to it, so there!

Must say that I did get a few pieces that are full of light and beauty and MAGIC, and that's something that I have never found at "cheap" places, unless you count Goodwill, just not wanting to spend TIME there right now.

So I guess it comes down to this really, how do I know if I'm becoming the person who I don't want to be? I drive a tourist car, in a tourist town, and shop during the day at a touristy mall, listening to San Diego memories in Stoopid and Sublime reggae all the way...

Wait, was I complaining? I've always believed that living fun is good, I suppose NOW that it is FUN, yet perhaps that's not enough. I have to live cleaner and WITH PURPOSE. Gotta find my purpose. Guess I'll buy that Steve Martin DVD and watch it as much as Men In Black, Galaxy Quest, and Austin Powers, and have to throw in Roxanne, The Butcher's Wife and K-Pax (ok ,so I admit to repeated watchings, ughhh!) and see if I can find my TRUE purpose in life. Somehow they must all add up to something I'm supposed to get.

And with any luck find a partner to be REAL friends, with heart & wit. Ahhh, we'll see. I'm ready to meet him I believe, but I may need to still chill after the storm of G. Wow, what was that?!! [The blog only spoke of the essense of the lightening bolt on the iceberg, for my own personal LOYAL reasons.] Best experiencial anaology I have is of a raft at sea after a capsized ship turned loose its captain, a vetran and quite wiley survivor type, into a hurricane of events and emotions taht had no predictable outcome. For better or worse, I happened to board as the storm hit and got left on Gilligan's Island! A 3-hour tour, a 3-hour tour...

Just this one was somehow Moore perfect than the other REAL ones at the MOMENT:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q9P-5E_jj4Q

I might have said that I tend to attract pilots and racecar drivers to my Mum :) and she was like all, "why don't you change your profile then?" yeah, i do eHarmony. Because This is the TRUTH and I TRUST silly life to deliver exactly what I need when I need it, then PLAY it out and HOPE for the best. Is that not a good, happy, magical way to live?

Unfortunately there was very little ME in the me & G. He had SO SO much going on that we never really had any opportunity to get close to trusting. Sad in a big way really because both of us throw up walls SO fast that heads spin. And maybe that's not the way to live, don't know.

I need a witty dude, MAGICAL, and sublime> on file somewhere that he must also walk on water, still true yet maybe the definition has changed; oh my gosh! can what you ask for be that literal? or that surreal? AND BOTH at the same time? I have to go find a rock to crawl under and then a plane to fly or likely both in my dreams and kinda midway in my REALz.

"Tea on the floor, one day you'll find out later. "

That's exactly how it feels right now. Sometimes you have questions that you don't want answered; that's hard. (I said hard.) Or is that good? I have know idea so likely time fo me to be a sleepin'.

Out, lovely peeps,

Mox

Another Day Begins

So fortunate to have this forum. Crash time. tears on the keyboard, killer ones, dead ones. G chose another girl over me and we're done.

Tears a sneakin'
fears be peakin'
me love me seekin
smiling & freakin'


I am so desparada.

Really like the doorrs now, dare yah to listen: Soul Kitchen

Panties in a Bunch

"Tell me I'm the anchor of my own assention." REM. The fun associated with being a traveling soul and a earthly being, ha! being. I like BEING. Drove into work today topless and pumped on BEPs Monkey Business, good stuff; no replacement for BEING Stoopid yet adds a girly element that is less harsh on my throat. As obnoxious or more to co-red-light-sitters, but I have always loved the "pumpers" so maybe I'm not so annoying to the people who I am not so annoying to. [oh gosh, Excel would surley give me a cyclical refrence warning on that one!]

Okay, so already know that but still, ugh! FEELINGS are such a challenge for me. Not even the big G. feelings but i have been needing to examine everything now that passion comes in, you know? Scary and not dangerous, me way too stable, ha! But really, I am prided on that. I love irony, stuff dreams are made of. Like ending a sentence in a preposition. Ahh, Dream.

As things are coming in it seems that the next steps for me are a Ferrari and a laptop. Any guesses on which one comes first? Maybe some psychology courses to tide off the student loans in a few months? Dance classes? Jazz then Hip Hop. Oh Go Yo!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6WrO6DhrJUQ&mode=related&search=

Smooches y'all,

Mox Out.

Stoopid is Good

Because they never demand anything from you. Just being there is sometimes enough. and singing along, ahhh, have you ever tried? And you really have to subdue all that live. I am gonna be so alone in the back against the wall, head low, no friends, into it> Good. EVERYONE will hate me after this concert. And I say, when I own my own LTJ and they want to fly ion, then we can talk

I am changing jobs. So things will get a bit more serious, if that can be true in a greater sense of new people. That's really all I need. The work is the work, same with different chemicals, they say that I am a Scientist now. Oh. Oh? I read and know of real people who play that title so beautifuly. I hope to come in and upset them all in the passionate way. If I leave anything, I hope to leave it "better". And that is so selfishly defined. A very heartfelt and scary change for me soon. No choice. Need the new people to piss off or just disturb in a good way, my REAL job. Find the passion and inspire. Only thing that I am any good at really.

Tip of the Day:
Trouncing around Oak Flats campgroung and climbing palm trees for the first time may leave your arms a bit bumpy from bites and scrapes but it is still worth going there.

Okay, so obligatory G. updayte? See we date that way, with a y in the middle. Funny, huh?

Probably only reason is that I am so needing to find my passion right now. What the hell am I going to do with this life?!!

See, so selfish. Ughhh! Keep focused on 2011 plan for the MOX. Have I explained? Prob way not, for good reason, NO CLUE! Actually I do have a plan. And the fact that the calander comes to an end in 2012 makes it even more fun to try to actuate. :)

Gonna have to get some. You know, REAL action. REAL life. FLOW.

Discipline 2007, my motto. Going pretty well given the sidewinds. pretty music, pretty skies, good funny people, what else is there? Serious, yikes, not something I know. Not sure I'm ready or willing to grow up yet.

yeah, life is good.




This will make all the typos okay:

Sent from my Wireless BlackBerry.

Poetry in Motion

Wow! Wow! Wow! and probably an OMG! or twenty-two...

So, yeah, took the Littles to the skatepark wit da G. The usual for me, hangin' Sublime or Stoopid on the side of the concrete. Holy Fajoly, G knows how to skate! I hope he never does that again, I could barely watch (I said barely); cool top-o-da-ridge tricks and ramps 9' tall, he just runs at them. I would never admit it but i love the times he pops up out of the bowl right in front of me, board flying (yet controlled), yikes! and yum! Have I mentioned how sweet his eyes are? That's all I see; good thing, can't bare to watch him crash down the 10-year old again or scuff and slide the west wall, ouch!

Crazy people, love them all. This dude like G, looks like him a too:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3_1Y8UoLIu4

Picking up a couple of clearance cool new decks for the kids on Saturday and maybe a pad or two and then back to our nice and safe skatepark.

I am completely mesmerized by now, right now, if "now" is this millisecond to next 24 hours, about all I can know, hmmm, know even tho know that that's no different.

Everyone asleep, fishtank buzzing and a dripping nicely, cool blue hum of the bluetooth G buying for me. I am looking to be that aweful old person: techno-mucho-antiphobe+ ugh>

really, keep up! adapt or die. Is it okay if I drool on my shirt while contemplating our reason for existance? Or in my regard, perhaps it is mandatory, the drooling.

I have to snooze, Roosevely Dam area

Lay-er

Deba

I Said He's a Skater Boy, Said See You Later Boy

Me & Littles getting into the hip skater scene. I be da Poser, nice fat Vans, barely laced... Oh the humanity! The people have been super cool to we newbies I must say, and watching the gentlemen dance to Sublime simply blows my mind, quite beautiful really. I even get a heart-on when I hear the slapping decks in the background over a cell phone, too nice.

I'm pretty sure that my oldest just stuck a piece of balogna on my back, not really sure, didn't look but it was a smidge wet and cold and felt pretty good, you know just how bologna feels but my only concern is that we are heading to the park right now and what if I have a chunk of balogna on my back? Will it look like I'm peeling as it dries? I'm a bit tan so it may simply look like a piece of bologna stuck to my back. Is that concidered cool at the skate park? Oh well, kids in car, suppose it's time to find out...

My bro out shopping for a car, he's filming from the back seat actually, no idea who's driving.

http://www.youtube.com:80/watch?v=enTtPBRVmHw

Man I love youtube!

Me & G good, I freak, he tells me to chill, I chill, we happy. :)

Later,
Mox

These post in order i guess

so there's a new old one, damn TIME! Back one or two entries. Eeeee gad! April crazies seem to be calming into the May blooms, we'll see...

Oh my, fun! Still need somebody.

Doppleganging, done that at least once! Feels good to fly and then fall back into your body and awake with a start in the exact same position you dreamed you fell back into your bed, hmmm... just a messin' wit da energy, that's all. It happens. G's got all his bulbs blowing in the house right now, I told him that turning them out is a lot easier than turning them on, say a street lamp or row of highway lights, much harder. But that is my crazy thinking

http://groups.google.com/group/ParanormalGhostSociety/browse_thread/thread/59c87c2ba5deb62a/bb60162317f6a840?q=monk&rnum=9&_done=%2Fgroup%2FParanormalGhostSociety%2Fbrowse_thread%2Fthread%2F59c87c2ba5deb62a%2Fbb60162317f6a840%3Fq%3Dmonk%26rnum%3D9

Back to "reality":

Life is delicious, not always what you would expect and always WAY more than you need. Satisfying at the core, sometimes leaving you wanting more...

and that is good.

Me a bit sad today, no particular reason, the Body Worlds, the family talk, the sweet kids, the G. strain, the wish no bloody<>>>

G's so good at putting the chill in the air. And I am so good at asking him to do so. Mucho mucho bueno for both!

K. So where were we last? Tears & fears? No not there now. He tossed a couple of Einstein quotes, me a few Walden and we're kosher. That is about what it takes for us. Did I mention that we see each other for 4 hours on Sunday only? That is our hole (i said hole) impossible realtionship.

He's thinking about going into Sales, anyone out there besides G need a microscope? Good ones, like for realz.

Here's why he's qualified, boyfriend and friend (or models in their likeness):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vlu6cyIqxB8&NR=1


Not sure I... !!! Yeh! my ringtone! If anyone can tell me how to get it on T-Mobile, Bandelero, by yes, Stoopid. pretty, pretty twiddlilies of guitar, want to hear that sound EVERY day.

Go here sometime:

http://www.theonion.com/content/

Oh man, life is good. I just need to chill. :)

Mox

Walden, Man This Feels a Bit Full Circle

I actually wrote this maybe 2 weeks ago but didn"t publish. Rather than trying to re-read (ugh no!) and reason through WHY i didn't publish at the TIME, I am just going to send it on into daylight, so there! Smooches, Mox.

Anyone remember Walden? Got any email Walden shit? Like page 141 and 159? Think it is Thoreau, the guy that saw the ice and ants and a fire as mesmerizing, enuf for you to live on. he was alone tho, hmmm. I say add ANY second human and his writings would have been horrendously less blissful. Anyone argue that? How about this, add any additional person and add joy, misery, challenge beyond your brain, to every moment of being.

So let's sprinkle this challenge with 5 & 3 a needin'.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HrLJ6Saq7u4

yeah, another good(?)

Let's Go! Or Why Contractions are Dangerous.

Man, it's been another lifetime since I last wrote. Wait, need to find just the right writing music... & turn magic lamp on & get embibery set... okay, Dave Matthews Before These Crowded Streets a playin'. Okay for some Stoopid reason, the Dave is grating on my nerves, too romantic... Tried to go System of a Down and no CD inside, wonder where the hell that is? Okay going to rip The Bends, Radiohead, that will take the edge off.

Nice waxing gibbous out there. Here's a song for a beautiful night:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lP94PlEtsEQ

Way big G angst, him worse than me so it makes it so hard to talk to him, exactly like when you observe a particle you change it, that whole nightmare; and yet it's impossible not to observe (feel). Ughhh... The story is that G's changing jobs and I got news yesterday that his ex is willing to relocate anywhere, their only criteria is it must be warm. There's some stuff here in the Valley so we'll see. They have nothing else to keep them here, and have already moved continents; last I heard he's looking at Colombia, best reference. Darn these global professional markets! (Of course, if it weren't global for people these days I never would have been able to check, "Do an Australian" off my things-to-do-before-I-die checklist right? Live and die by it.

Which reminds me, I better pay bills tonight or Peter and Paul are going to talk and I'll be living with 3 kids in a (barely) 4-seater Mustang convertible near someone's shed! Must avoid that. Way good news is that G & me have an intense focus on living now as much as possible and when we are together it is very sweet, a nice dream in reality. I let Spirit guide me, she know's the way (Spirit is my horse, I'll try to send a pic soon).

So the Top 1 Reason That Contractions are Dangerous

#1. Let's Go!
Slightly Stoopid, a silly-fun modern rappy cute group is coming in August. Me & G have been waiting and me surfing a tad to see when I could see them live, this is a G-band that is something I have held but never held onto until now, like know the lyrics now, and a year ago it was fun... so anyway, and they're coming with G-Love (dudes on the DMB cruise to near the Atlantis a couple years back). If the tour were a laser it would be set on stunning, baby! Way best ever, still looking for my shoes from the cruise...

Oh, so, contraction lesson: Let's Go! breaks down into, Let Us Go, and if the the other has no clue what state they'll be in when the show hits a few months out, then the US is essentially removed and you are left with Let Go.

That is my today.

I'll be there for sure, but all of us have agreed not to buy tickets early. Ever-- trying the keyboard upright rather than flat and silly, so used to texteing that my typing is so Off on symbols, anyone? Need some love. You're gonna see me cry thru another one I'm afraid.


Ok, nuf duh (as I would say to G)! nuf duh! for me, he is really good at telling me when to chill, and not "telling" more like a sweet reminder or soft voice to help. I need that so much right now, my biggest fear of losing the G., bra rattling now, it's him...

Hung up, had to push tears, don't want to admit it, that and pretty much can't, just bawling. I know that if you push me off the bed, I'll land on my feet, just sorry, a bit goozy, all I can do heart, probably reactive hormones with this bloody device, SHIT! i have none of the answers!

G called, he has a rollercoaster of things to tantilize my soul and sparkle my mind, the emotions can take the hit, as above. Just really like talking to him. I'm gonna try again to breathe now.

Everything is...

You All Know How I Love the Homeless and the CEO...

G. makes my cursor shake.

well, yeah REALITY is so much funnier than than the tabloids. "Mox finally finds a man who interests her, and he is ACTUALLY EMPLOYED! A long time veteran of cancer research, he helps people and lives science everyday; relatively stable, corporate, and cool too? No way!

Contrast dat wit dis. Scene: Sleeping with 5 kids in a 2-seater S2000 with a manual shifter up your ass! Well, at least I can enjoy from afar, just like the other thing I didn't mention, how I became bisexual yesterday. Oh man, once you give up on EXPECTATIONS the challenges to your reality (ha!) become absurd, at least they challenge me at that level: ultimate incomprehensible beauty paired with the ultimate incomprehensible frisbee-tossed knocks to the head - like what yo?!!

[Excerpt from kiddo dialogue now:] Big Sister is such a dick. cause she is really stuck up, oh! She won"t even let me get my toothbrush! She's pooping out herself, because she's poop. (that one had 4 teeth ripped outtada head today, yikes, she's cool tho). Nuf!

Get to see the G. perhaps tomorrow, he said "absolutely" so of course that means there's a slim chance, but we'll see...

He has 5 or 6 other rational girls who simply want to love him and take care of his children and they are much more qualified. And probably look sweet in the S2000 (one way and at least, half might balk at living in the shed for a few months tho).

What?

This is my reality.

If I am lucky I get to see my deep dark sparkly sky tomorrow in his eyes, hold him and hope not to fall over. Go only half the 102mph (take side streets) in the S2000, pretty fun thing, especially to lean against and kiss da G.

aahhhh, he's dreamy...

(yes even tonight you psycho!)

yikes, who conjured up this man for me?

He has this whole, "You probably think this song is about you, don't you, don't you, oh..." freaky thing with the blog. I think simply delusions of granduer. There's a probability, as Einstien will attest, or would have, that it could potententially not be about the G, all my garble.

Too fun, me done!

Mox Out

PS of duh day: If you have a BlackBerry and you're addicted, and you fall asleep while texting, DON'T hold it over your face in bed. Damn, that little Pearl hurts bouncing off your face at midnight, shit! I'm lucky it hit my hard ass head and didn't knock out the expensive (but ragged) smile. Grace and I always say that if you live thru a weekend without going "Margo Kidder" then you are cool (the Margo Kidder effect is being found naked and toothless sleeping under a bush. Granted, any one single factor does not qualify for a bad weekend).

Top 10 Reasons Not to Live on a Small Tropical Island...

Okay, this island thing needs some definition, otherwise you dreamers out there have your personal jets landing on the modified 737 strip (runway 21 or 3; 21 gets all the use right now, with 3 during the the monsoon major or even lately, funny getting some action, oh well) on the island, like no. This is a small island with a 1400sq. ft modified "hut" so as to be enough for ha! modern man to survive, cold running water in hut, toilet out back 30 yards away, no heat or cool system, no boats ever come here so everything has to be helicoptered in at exorbinant expense. AND you have limited funds (quit the "society" job to do this after all...). So, a bit REAL.

Like my tree.

REAL. Hmmm...

Okay,

TOP 10 Reasons Not to Live on a Small Tropical Island:

(in no order! that would take WAY too long to worry over so here goes...)

* NOTHING

* Tic Tacs

* Toilet Paper

* Tortillini Stir Fry

* Live Bands

* Family

* Lack of Family

* Holidays

* Sports Cars

* Lack of worry

My hardest ( I said hardest!) would be either lack of nothing or family, with a quick follow up of bands and sports cars. I was bored to tears on HI island Awahoo (whatever, the tee shirt haven) just little of value until we crossed the island at way windy point and met the REAL side of the island, had some so slow cool cold beach chill niceness, all gray and real. Back across mopuntain for dinner in bright tee-place, NO WAY!

Wait need to go get some veggies [that's code for "I know how to use a bracket"} or do I?

Okay, veggie-mited.

Did I mention how Austrailian G is? He so makes it so played down, like it's a bad thing to live the Crocodile Dundee lifestyle, trying to hide the accent... we all know G! He has some nice abs, like tight like a tiger, and a frilly crevat red velvet suit for interviewing, and for realz a kilt, seen the pics dudettes! Yes, this is no normal chill man... He has way fine thick dark hair all over his manstentions, droooooool, mi amigas. And when he walks around naked pretty much looks like one of those things from 3M that you can hang anything on the wall with. Sweet! Peel, stick, release when done; that's good...

He's just fun to observe from afar right this moment, we are both comfortable there. The blending will kill us both but the kids are so cute and eager, we'll see. And for clarity in Spirit's sense, we're talking bumping into each other at skatepark or hitting the zoo, that's how timid the G and me are, like WAY.

Okay, so I am going to see if I can get another song and then stash my cookies.

Looking for Sublime's Scarlet... Of course while sucking tea with creamer, nice!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HYzCU_cmFHo

Oh seems not to be a hot link, sorry, just copy and paste to input line.

Oh G is a dreamy one, as much or more of an enigma than the rings of Saturn or even me! and so much silly "NO WAY! This is my life?!! Funny realization, holy cow, wow! Yuk, good, wait, yikes, cool," about life, way nice...

Okay, listen to the song, it is pretty...

Smoooches y'all

Mox

Nothing

G pissed me off.

I drove 80mph on 101 topless and Sublime and felt better in 10 minutes, we're back cool, for now. more b-low.

So my pseudo-non-poetic friends, what do you have? Me me a need a some of da pretty feedback from da youz... mucho smileze from the Mox...

Boyfriend tossed me loopy tonight, just as well, yet hit me hard. Me a no see the G tonight. K, tho our talk still has me walkin' on the moon. He's a sweety, nut job, but what else would I like? Too busy, major kid & work stuff. It all planes out at 4 years, he has a couple years and bumps ahead. Too much fun for me not to watch! Just a smidge involved I'd say. Not enuf to eliminate any bumping, yet perhaps enuf to tackle the top of the tips and take a bit of the edge off of loving.

It's hard (yes, i said hard). People that I talk with are so afraid of loving, the feeling and the word! Why should you fear? What is the scare? OMG! Someone might not RECIPROCATE! Oh, the horror! Oh the Steven King nightmare of a giant clown or spider in your room.... uugghhh!!!!

Live. Feel. Real. Okay, had the buzz on "passion" as the marketingf term which has come to fruition. Next?


REAL


Watch for it! Will take ~2years to permeate, and be as prevolent as the "passion" blooming today, but please notice...

Shizzle my nizzle! Extra yum on the G-izzle. Oh me me a fine in the here now, shiz...

I may be too posing! even tho so not! Watched the stupid Streets of Malibu today, don't want to think that my whiteness is such a hassle for the sweet reggae culture... Oh the humanity!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XEpeLwR_Tl8

Oh yeah!

Okay, me and G were nearly done today. I am having some trouble with the "impossible relationship" we may have to redefine our agreement (which now is pretty much 4 hours once a week to be together, at last minute, and who knows where or when, and can be canceled that day.) We both thought that we had Sundays but when a Friday opens you grab it and run... and tjat makes Sunday not happen. Yikes! We never an open place to sleep together, EVER! both have a million kids at home and sports cars!

We joked about buying an old hippy van, but where would we park it?!! I am struggling with the impossible terms, don't want much change, no major interaction of his million kids and my half million but shit, Collie Man back on and 16-year old screaming, probably she saw a fly in the kitchen...

All is quite good! G likes me, and he is quite adaquate for my my immediate needs. ;)

Smooches bitches!