Category Archives: miscellania

correction. am a dork.

Hi, I totally misquoted Rusted Root, I discovered today. And not just in the middle of a wordy post all hidden and hunkered down hoping you wouldn’t notice. No, it was right in the title. It was the title. If you see Rusted Root, will you please tell them that “lick from the wounds” is [...]

some information

I got in!
Am officially an artist again The new thing and an old piece were accepted. w00t!
My eye
Is OK. It’s very red & teary and scratchy plus sore deep inside. Feels like you’d imagine after the intentional roughing up and poking holes in my cornea. (Oh, Eden. Tell Hawk I was wrong. I have [...]

equal pay day

Adding a worn-out-baby-awake-at-2am-then-she-pooped-in-the-freakin’-tub-this-morning working mama’s voice to the Equal Pay Day awareness effort. Too busy working to get into the post I want to make about working motherhood. (The gist: It Sucks!/It Rocks!)

“lick from the wounds of your fears”

My currently-favorite Rusted Root song is carrying me through the doubts and insecurities that come with applying to this art exhibit. The piece is ready, I’m delivering the CD and application today.
I rather suddenly became certain last night that the piece won’t be accepted. My reasoning isn’t that it isn’t great- I feel good about [...]

completion, a story told

I missed the part where there are weekly winners in the Sexography Grassroots Blogger Book Marketing Campaign. I noticed the link to RAINN and the awesomeness of the premier entries and I happily signed up without thinking (until after the first “submit button heart palpitations.” ;) Then just this minute I logged into my WP dashboard [...]

raw

I feel kind of worn out from being naked and introspective. Dredging up sex memories and remembering my mom and creating art for public show for the first time since the baby I feel very, very much like an exposed nerve ending.
I also feel like my little indulgent world of self here is feeling like [...]

curiouser & curiouser

Seven (7) More (!) Random & Weird Things About Me
By: Daisy,
who is imagining delivering this as an oral report in class, reading from a crumply paper clumsily lettered in crayon- possibly because she spend eleventy hundred hours last night writing names at Molly’s instruction in said medium, and has crayons on the brain.
Please lodge any [...]

happy fool’s day


break

I’m taking a week or two off the blogosphere. (I’ll check in to see when Brooke’s baby comes, though.) I just feel like I’ve had diarhhea of the blog lately and I need to pause. I also need for every free moment to be spent on artwork for the show. Deadline in two weeks.
So I’ll [...]

uterus

Mother of God, I am insane. My evidence:
Day 15 or so of cycle: get busy with Bu, less than careful with regards to staying a mom of one.
Day 16: Emergency Contraception, after sleeping on it and deciding the timing was poor enough that taking the pills was a good plan. No side effects w00t!
Day 25 [...]