Monday, September 29, 2008

the real world



i just saw mohammed, one of the cast members of the real world san francisco, at my grocery store. i thought it was him, but i was doubting myself because why would mohammed be living in portland now? and how could i possibly recognize him after all these years? but after doing a bit of searching on the googles afterwards (and finding him on facebook), i discovered that he is indeed living in pdx.

i remember when the real world used to be full of intriguing personalities, like mohammed, pedro, and puck. i haven't seriously watched the show in probably 7+ years, but there was a time in my life when i would watch it religiously with my mom and my high school friends. the san francisco cast was always my favorite and my mom and i balled like babies when pedro died. wtf happened to this show? it used to be groundbreaking back in the days when there weren't any other reality tv shows. now it's just full of dumb whores who are all about getting their 15 minutes of fame.

i wish i could somehow tell mohammed all of this, but that would be a bit stalkerish and he was quite busy picking out cereal with his kid.

Friday, September 19, 2008

nice couch



palin proudly displaying the grizzly bear her father killed for her.



mum and dad are pleased...



more info here:

http://www.grizzlybay.org/SarahPalinInfoPage.htm

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

typical pdx housing wanted ad on craigslist

Me: 29, female, unemployed, PSU graduate (Women's Studies), Heart of Nower, LoveTriber, queer, poly, trans, pre-op friendly, ecstatic dancer, singer, dreamer, bongo drummer, poet, wonderer, communicator, hugger, sex-positive, spiritual seeker, life-lover.

I would like my new home to..

* have sex-positive roommates
* have friends and lovers over to visit sometimes (we'll keep our sex swing in my room, no worries)
* be a quiet place Mon-Thurs (2am-Noon)
* cost me $350 or less for rent (plus I will pay my share of utilities)
* possibly have house meetings or heart circles. I'm a firm believer in hugging it out.
* be in SE or Alberta neighborhood
* cat-friendly household - I have 2 kittens who need to be litter-box trained.
* vegan household a plus (absolutely NO red meat)
* be body and sexuality welcoming - my lover is a pre-op tranny. must be open-minded.
* 420 friendly - I don't smoke the herb often, just once a day
* have housemates who support each others' passionate dreams
* body art parties
* have compassionate communicators

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Wise Words from Eve Ensler

I am having Sarah Palin nightmares. I dreamt last night that she was a member of a club where they rode snowmobiles and wore the claws of drowned and starved polar bears around their necks. I have a particular thing for Polar Bears. Maybe it's their snowy whiteness or their bigness or the fact that they live in the arctic or that I have never seen one in person or touched one. Maybe it is the fact that they live so comfortably on ice. Whatever it is, I need the polar bears.

I don't like raging at women. I am a Feminist and have spent my life trying to build community, help empower women and stop violence against them. It is hard to write about Sarah Palin. This is why the Sarah Palin choice was all the more insidious and cynical. The people who made this choice count on the goodness and solidarity of Feminists.

But everything Sarah Palin believes in and practices is antithetical to Feminism which for me is part of one story -- connected to saving the earth, ending racism, empowering women, giving young girls options, opening our minds, deepening tolerance, and ending violence and war.

I believe that the McCain/Palin ticket is one of the most dangerous choices of my lifetime, and should this country chose those candidates the fall-out may be so great, the destruction so vast in so many areas that America may never recover. But what is equally disturbing is the impact that duo would have on the rest of the world. Unfortunately, this is not a joke. In my lifetime I have seen the clownish, the inept, the bizarre be elected to the presidency with regularity.

Sarah Palin does not believe in evolution. I take this as a metaphor. In her world and the world of Fundamentalists nothing changes or gets better or evolves. She does not believe in global warming. The melting of the arctic, the storms that are destroying our cities, the pollution and rise of cancers, are all part of God's plan. She is fighting to take the polar bears off the endangered species list. The earth, in Palin's view, is here to be taken and plundered. The wolves and the bears are here to be shot and plundered. The oil is here to be taken and plundered. Iraq is here to be taken and plundered. As she said herself of the Iraqi war, "It was a task from God."

Sarah Palin does not believe in abortion. She does not believe women who are raped and incested and ripped open against their will should have a right to determine whether they have their rapist's baby or not.

She obviously does not believe in sex education or birth control. I imagine her daughter was practicing abstinence and we know how many babies that makes.

Sarah Palin does not much believe in thinking. From what I gather she has tried to ban books from the library, has a tendency to dispense with people who think independently. She cannot tolerate an environment of ambiguity and difference. This is a woman who could and might very well be the next president of the United States. She would govern one of the most diverse populations on the earth.

Sarah believes in guns. She has her own custom Austrian hunting rifle. She has been known to kill 40 caribou at a clip. She has shot hundreds of wolves from the air.

Sarah believes in God. That is of course her right, her private right. But when God and Guns come together in the public sector, when war is declared in God's name, when the rights of women are denied in his name, that is the end of separation of church and state and the undoing of everything America has ever tried to be.

I write to my sisters. I write because I believe we hold this election in our hands. This vote is a vote that will determine the future not just of the U.S., but of the planet. It will determine whether we create policies to save the earth or make it forever uninhabitable for humans. It will determine whether we move towards dialogue and diplomacy in the world or whether we escalate violence through invasion, undermining and attack. It will determine whether we go for oil, strip mining, coal burning or invest our money in alternatives that will free us from dependency and destruction. It will determine if money gets spent on education and healthcare or whether we build more and more methods of killing. It will determine whether America is a free open tolerant society or a closed place of fear, fundamentalism and aggression.

If the Polar Bears don't move you to go and do everything in your power to get Obama elected then consider the chant that filled the hall after Palin spoke at the RNC, "Drill Drill Drill." I think of teeth when I think of drills. I think of rape. I think of destruction. I think of domination. I think of military exercises that force mindless repetition, emptying the brain of analysis, doubt, ambiguity or dissent. I think of pain.

Do we want a future of drilling? More holes in the ozone, in the floor of the sea, more holes in our thinking, in the trust between nations and peoples, more holes in the fabric of this precious thing we call life?

Saturday, September 13, 2008

solitary man

when i was a wee melinda, i asked my parents why and how they chose the name melinda for their first born child. my mom replied, "your dad liked the name melinda - you were named after a neil diamond song." i never really thought much about this until many years later when i heard the song solitary man and realized that my parents named me after a whore. not just any whore, a whore that cheated on neil diamond and ripped his heart to shreds. in the song solitary man, neil ends up catching his lover, melinda, fucking another man named jim. neil gives up on life and love and decides that being a solitary man is not so bad after all - you don't have to deal with all the games that the bitches and hoes play.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

:`(

sarah palin is a cunt




sarah palin is a cunt rag, plain and simple. as far as i'm concerned, she is not a real woman and i want to rip my ears off whenever i hear people referring to her as a "feminist." if the republicans could air bill clinton's dirty laundry in the 90's, why can't the democrats wave around sarah palin's stained panties? fucking step it up a notch and beat this woman down, plz. she is very close to being our next president. it should be an easy kill (cheated on husband? check. covered up a pregnancy? check. banned books? check. lied multiple times about the bridge to nowhere? check. thinks drilling for oil will actually solve our energy crisis? check. doesn't believe in dinosaurs? check check check.) the stupid democrats need to step their game up and play some hard ball. jesus christ, the republicans are giving them some easy slow pitches right over the plate and they can't even hit them out of the park. ay dios mio.

as usual, keith olbermann hits the nail right on the head. this video is awesome.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

old people


where do the cute old people in portland hang out? i'd like to know. i never see them anymore. this town is full of 20-30 somethings with their angular hair cuts, tattoos, and faux-rebellious attitudes. i'm tired of seeing them. i miss old people. in fact, whenever i have to communicate with my landlord, who is probably around 78-80, i end up getting a little teary eyed. i might have a tiny crush on him. this might have a little something to do with his irish accent or the fact that he often sings when he comes over to my home. i might also miss old people. i'm thinking about adopting a grandparent since i do not have one. i just don't really know how i go about doing that. should i spend more time at denny's? i just don't know.

note: the picture above is the only other old person that i see on a regular basis besides my landlord. i am severely lacking cute old people in my life. on another note, i looked almost exactly like this picture the day after my 29th birthday.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

a nerd's wet dream




today our work emails were switched over to gmail (business) accounts. you know you are a nerd when this totally makes your day/life.

tears of joy.