portabello pilaf w/super delish salad!

work meeting

how did you waste your time today?

pretty sure i just baked heaven

xkcd.com

should i?

SO tempting!!!

the knife

laksa!

tonight i made laksa!





you can get the recipe from nonamevegan. delish!

hurr cut

stop staring at my globe, perverts!

cutting curls

at 4pm pst my curls will be sitting on a barber's floor.

YIKES!

a thank you

to all the fat kids in america. without you, i wouldn't be able to find clothes at thrift stores.

keep on eating, kiddos!

vegan crush

totes cute, eh?

YEP!

a found poem

Under the Big Top

THE CIRCUS IS COMING TO TOWN!

The boldly lettered
and vividly colored
posters shout!

Come see:
death-defying acts,
the slapstick antics
of the clowns,
and brave animal trainers
taming wild beasts.

The smells, sounds,
pageantry, glitter
and romantic façade
of the circus

have captivated
young and old alike
for generations.

The realities of
This so-called
entertainment

reveal a litany of

cruelty
and abuse.

pretty sure you could file this one under adorable too

nice visi effects, eh?

oh, love.

i'm dreaming of vegan cupcakes

somebody needs to start baking, please.

file this under adorable!

phoenixxx

i cannot stop listening to this album.

myspace.com/wearephoenix

sea carrot [revised]

Sea Carrot

I have mistaken the tides for my mother:

Propped on all fours, scrubbing the
kitchen floor to an iridescent gleam.
The chirping gulls and seashell clatters
distract my thoughts of Mop and Glo.

The ceaseless arm sweeps and waxes
my tip-toed imprints; destroying any evidence
of adolescent crimes that may or may not
have been committed.

I scavenge for souvenirs: mollusks,
sea dollars, morsels of plankton;
but the water’s obsessive-compulsiveness
sanitizes faster than I can fill my bucket.

I’ve spotted a blemish! Kneecaps coiled
like bedsprings jolt towards the poorly
buried treasure. My vegetarian eyes
blink and roar in hunger.

I question the forces--Why discard this
sea-grown delicacy? Fixating upon Miss Luna
for an explanation, she simply replies
with a crescent-shaped smirk.

Heaved from the carnivorous tide,
the sea carrot mopes in a mixture
of vomit and salty saliva. My mouth
will surely lodge its ill-green root.

a playlist from another planet. like mars. no, more like saturn.

i spent an hour creating this playlist. czech it:

feather in a baseball cap - arch in helsinki
marry song - band of horses
paper tiger - beck
carousels - beirut
wild mountain nation - blitzen trapper
the moon is there, i am here - the blow
broke me up - broken social scene
the moon - cat power
song to bobby - cat power
out of time - jason collette
this month, day 10 - css
unforgetable season - cut/copy
no sunlight - death cab
wake up little sparrow - devendra banhart
on my shoulders - the do
somewhere down the road - feist
it's cool to love your family - feist
he doesn't know why - fleet foxes
ether - gang of four
fallen from the sky - glen hansard
milk crisis - the go! team
index moon - grand archives
marla - grizzly bear
pick up pick up - hot chip
a history of lovers - iron & wine
all i wanna do - jamie lidell
move over - janis joplin
bye bye baby - janis joplin
maple leaves - jens lekman
psychogirl - jens lekman
california - joni mitchell
one ought to see - kay kay and his weathered underground
gap - kooks
home - great northern
real gold and glamorous - leslie hall
i don't know - lily allen
a house is not a hotel - love
couleurs - m83
electric feels - mgmt
i felt my size - the microphones
sinking feeling - mixel pixel
star witness - neko case
simon smith and the amazing dancing bear - okkervil river
get lost - patrick wolf
long distance call - phoenix
sail to the moon - radiohead
how do you - radiohead
wildcat - ratatat
lulliby - regina spektor
three hopefull thoughts - rilo kiley
time is a debt - rocky votolato
one man guy - rufus wainwright
o death - samamidon
shove it - santogold
habit - scott matthew
black dirt - sea wolf
sentimental hear - she and him
hafsol - sigur ros
the twentysomething - simple kid
i'll kill her - soko
my hands are shaking - sondre lerche
ego - the sounds
sea of teeth - sparklehorse
don't you evah - spoon
sister - sufjan stevens
tenative decisions - talking heads
headshock - tapes 'n tapes
make it happen - the teenagers
nineteen - tegan & sara
make out - tender forever
big kid table - thao & the get down stay down
jetstream - thom yorke
shipwreck - tiny vipers
rafter - tulsa
ladies of cambridge - vampire weekend
hideaway - the weepies
sunrise - yeasayer
futures - zero 7
supernatural - 1900's
must be the moon - !!!

sahhhh-weet-ness.

waiting in a car park

is no fun at all.

fuck off.

and now a picture that will make me content:

it's only two years away!

i feel for you, elementary children.

did you hear about that new blog?

yea, that one.

Tin Can Telephone

I rummage through mountains
of tin cans that pile outside the
doorstep. Their empty bodies dented
because mom can only afford discounts.

I find Campbell’s but it’s too savory
and I’ve never fancied green beans.
I sift and sort until the tangy, mildewed
scent of peaches catches my eye.

You’re exquisite! Round like the silver
moon and label still intact:

Halved Golden Peaches.

I dare not rinse your sticky remnants
before I cup you to my
impatient ear.

Oh how the sweet syrup rings
of her voice.

paiiiiiiiin

8 hours in a dentist chair is hell.

Carnivorous Sea

Tides have vomited
and left you moping in a
puddle of salty
saliva. My mouth will lodge
your ill-green root, sea carrot.



foto props to m.j.

the helpless cries of steamed milk

are disturbed by
neckties,
negotiations,
and firm handshakes.

I grasp your
glazed, ceramic hand
and pull it
towards my lips.

I sip you then
thank you
for your warmth
and my escape.




wrote that little ditty in toronto. that's right, CANADA!!!

ps. happy cinco de mayo!