Pegorama

My roommates live in Mt Washington LA and they are part of this performance troupe:

http://mutaytor.com/

I have to walk up 70 steps nightly to be home and I’m actually really happy about that, too… YEP. HOME. I have a home. Starting April 15.

I’m going to be poor as a church mouse for about a month, deposit and all, but I’m going to be living in a place that is HOME.

My friends who are helping me to remember who I am and what I’m here for.
I was able to pick up my fave salad dressing at HEB last week in Austin.  Y’all just don’t KNOW how huge this is.
I got to see Chris H and hang out with him. It’s easy to smile when he’s around.

I got to spend 2 nights at Enchanted Forest and see old friends and update them on my plans to be with them again someday soon.

My hangover after SXSW Web Awards only lasted one day.

I finished reading Ender’s Game - great book.

I have a great job that challenges me daily and is making it possible for me to pay my bills.

I found an accountant who will work with me to get my taxes done and get me back on track.

I signed up for a month of Dahn Yoga and I think that this will help me immensely, mentally, emotionally and physically.

I’ve been loved and I am loved. People care about me and what happens to me.

I’m a strong person, I have many friends and while the going is tough right now, it won’t last forever and I’m going to be ok.

I must remember to surround myself with positive people, creative people.

I have to say that I don’t always agree with Michael Moore on all points, and he does have a tendency to grandstand a bit… and I recently got to see him in action at the Oscars event and Docuday event that I was running for IDA. One of the questions that came up in the QnA was:

“Someone referred to you in the press as a satirist, not a documentarian. How do you feel about that?”
His answer: “I’d agree with that evaluation.  Honestly, I’d have to cry if I couldn’t find a way to poke fun and laugh at most of these things.”

I just got this email in my inbox today and I’d have to say it’s right on the money…  God Bless Michael Moore, please, too.

A Note from Michael Moore
Monday, March 24th, 2008

Friends,

It would have to happen on Easter Sunday, wouldn’t it, that the 4,000th American soldier would die in Iraq. Play me that crazy preacher again, will you, about how maybe God, in all his infinite wisdom, may not exactly be blessing America these days. Is anyone surprised?

4,000 dead. Unofficial estimates are that there may be up to 100,000 wounded, injured, or mentally ruined by this war. And there could be up to a million Iraqi dead. We will pay the consequences of this for a long, long time. God will keep blessing America.

And where is Darth Vader in all this? A reporter from ABC News this week told Dick Cheney, in regards to Iraq, “two-thirds of Americans say it’s not worth fighting.” Cheney cut her off with a one word answer: “So?”

“So?” As in, “So what?” As in, “F*** you. I could care less.”

I would like every American to see Cheney flip the virtual bird at the them, the American people. Click here and pass it around. Then ask yourself why we haven’t risen up and thrown him and his puppet out of the White House.

The Democrats have had the power to literally pull the plug on this war for the past 15 months — and they have refused to do so. What are we to do about that? Continue to sink into our despair? Or get creative? Real creative. I know there are many of you reading this who have the chutzpah and ingenuity to confront your local congressperson. Will you? For me?

Cheney spent Wednesday, the 5th anniversary of the war, not mourning the dead he killed, but fishing off the Sultan of Oman’s royal yacht. So? Ask your favorite Republican what they think of that.

The Founding Fathers would never have uttered the presumptuous words, “God Bless America.” That, to them, sounded like a command instead of a request, and one doesn’t command God, even if they are America. In fact, they were worried God would punish America. During the Revolutionary War, George Washington feared that God would react unfavorably against his soldiers for the way they were behaving. John Adams wondered if God might punish America and cause it to lose the war, just to prove His point that America was not worthy. They and the others believed it would be arrogant on their part to assume that God would single out America for a blessing. What a long road we have traveled since then.

I see that Frontline on PBS this week has a documentary called “Bush’s War.” That’s what I’ve been calling it for a long time. It’s not the “Iraq War.” Iraq did nothing. Iraq didn’t plan 9/11. It didn’t have weapons of mass destruction. It DID have movie theaters and bars and women wearing what they wanted and a significant Christian population and one of the few Arab capitals with an open synagogue.

But that’s all gone now. Show a movie and you’ll be shot in the head. Over a hundred women have been randomly executed for not wearing a scarf. I’m happy, as a blessed American, that I had a hand in all this. I just paid my taxes, so that means I helped to pay for this freedom we’ve brought to Baghdad. So? Will God bless me?

God bless all of you in this Easter Week as we begin the 6th year of Bush’s War.

God help America. Please.

“It’s not the mountain ahead that wears you out, it’s the grain of sand in your shoe.”   anonymous

I awoke a few times in the night to the thought and idea of that verse that we’ve all heard a few hundred times… and I couldn’t get it out of my head this morning, either… but could only remember the first part… “Love is Patient, Love is Kind,” so I’ve woken up now to find it on the net. Don’t worry peeps I’m not turning into a Jesus freak. Just that there are a few good things in the so-called good book, and this is one of them:
“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always preserves.”