...and they're all made out of ticky tacky...

Showtime - Weeds

I really love this series. I have a crush on Conrad, the talented weed grower. Today, while watching season 2 - episode 12 (or maybe it was 11) - I heard a line that insisted I write it down and rejoice that there are writers who allow their imaginations to float out of the mundane box...

... "she stabbed me with an icicle when she thought I kicked one of her spirit animals."

very rewind/rewatch worthy.

The opening song is "Little Boxes"... beginning with season 2, the song is performed by a different artist each episode. I like that.

Joan Baez
Michael Franti
Randy Newman
Linkin Park
I like Laurie Berkner's version... I don't know her
good grief, even Englebert Humperdink!!

Time To Be

Progress isn't achievement. Progress is fluid. Achievement is a landmark on the way.


I want a bowl of black sand for some of my crystals. It is a desire.
It's time to order more palo santo. I'm burning my last stick.
I'm daily addicted to Ciao Bella's Sicilian Blood Orange sorbet. It's my summer love.
I think I'll go to Yellowstone.
I'm alone and breathing peacefully.
I bought a kettlebell for exercising, and I like it.
A weird car just drove slowly past the house. Looks like an old-fashioned unmarked car. Dragnet.


This is what happens when I have time to think. When I own my days and the freedom of my thoughts. I have the luxury of random thinking, a mental skip-a-long for my own enjoyment.

My brain is wandering through it's own garden of thoughts.