"It's fucking deep. Yoga is fucking deep. . . . You can quote me on that."-JG
occupy love is right.
Platonic Plates
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Love is my business.
Some minutes are longer than others.
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Little Brother
On Thanksgiving day, we ate at my mom's house in Oak Park.
My Grandma, Mom, Step-dad, little sister, little brother and I all sat down in the living room in front of the TV to eat our Thanksgiving meal. At the start of the the meal my little brother stood up with his plate and walked into the kitchen, by himself. He is 10 years old. I picked out his name when I was 12 and he was born.
"Brandon, where are you going?" we all asked.
"I'm going into the kitchen to eat by myself, because I don't feel comfortable with all of these people." And he did.
we all laughed.
"But Brandon we're your family!" we all said.
"He's weird. He's really weird." my mom said.
But I can't help but to love him.
My Grandma, Mom, Step-dad, little sister, little brother and I all sat down in the living room in front of the TV to eat our Thanksgiving meal. At the start of the the meal my little brother stood up with his plate and walked into the kitchen, by himself. He is 10 years old. I picked out his name when I was 12 and he was born.
"Brandon, where are you going?" we all asked.
"I'm going into the kitchen to eat by myself, because I don't feel comfortable with all of these people." And he did.
we all laughed.
"But Brandon we're your family!" we all said.
"He's weird. He's really weird." my mom said.
But I can't help but to love him.
Thursday, November 24, 2011
thanksgiving
"Facebook is stupid. Those people on facebook are stupid. You know what they say on there? 'Did you go to the bathroom today? How many times did you go to the bathroom? Did you go number 1 or number 2?" - My Grandma
Matt Bower was right. She is a smart lady.
Matt Bower was right. She is a smart lady.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Yesterday
At the bus stop I talked with a family. The oldest daughter who is the same age as my little brother (10 years old) said this to me:
"you know how dogs die when they get sad?"
Yeah. I do.
"you know how dogs die when they get sad?"
Yeah. I do.
birds
Yesterday after I got off the phone with Dennis a bird pooped in my hair. I thought of the time my Grandma told my cousin Andrew, when we were kids, that it means good luck after a bird had pooped on his head in front of her house.
The day before yesterday a hummingbird peed on my right arm while I was drinking tea. I guess I was lucky it didn't get in my tea.
The day before yesterday a hummingbird peed on my right arm while I was drinking tea. I guess I was lucky it didn't get in my tea.
Monday, November 21, 2011
little bus girl
I hate when parents are awful to their children. There was this mom on the bus tonight that kept snapping at her daughter. Yelling at her for no good reason. I wanted to give her the evil eye, maybe even say she's a horrible mother. It's a tough walk, keeping silent around bad parenting. But I was so proud of this little girl for being resilent.
"You're being a sourpuss."- the mom said.
"YOU'RE the Sourpuss." the tiny girl said back defending herself.
Her mom didn't say anything back. Kept being oblivious, casting off to others that she was indeed sober.
You go little girl.
"You're being a sourpuss."- the mom said.
"YOU'RE the Sourpuss." the tiny girl said back defending herself.
Her mom didn't say anything back. Kept being oblivious, casting off to others that she was indeed sober.
You go little girl.
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