And one more, makes 7!

Ok, make that 7..hawks. I saw my 7th today, well now it's already tomorrow. At first I thought it didn't count, the 7th hawk, cuz it was on a t-shirt and all it said was "the hawk" and in the middle was a silhouette picture of a hawk, in perfect v formation; swooping. It looked just the 6 I've seen this far.

So, after consulting my mom, who was with me, she said it definitely counted, and then I had to agree. I mean, there was this random man standing at a bus stop and I just happened to glimpse at his shirt which just happened to have a hawk on it, just as I was on my way to have (more) dental surgery. It counts!

Lately I've been re-reading old plays I love. Why plays and not novels, no real reason. I've re-read Death of a Salesman, and Angels in America(AIA), both parts, and read, for the first time, The Government Inspector, by Gogol, I also started to revisit the Orestian Trilogy by Aeschylus. I got all involved in the intro; which is a full-on historical essay, it's really interesting.

Death of a Salesman is pretty amazing, especially the second time around. Re-reading it I found out that the waiter, Jake? is suicidal. He says a line about how lucky Happy is for having gone to the war and how he wishes he could've gone too, so that he could've died and wouldn't have had to still be living. He says it so quickly and casually that if you blink, literally and figuratively, you truly miss it. I had to re-read that part about four times in a row to really allow what had just been said to seep in to me. It's such a tragic play, and yet I always feel upset at not knowing who I despise more (or less).

Speaking of intensely layered works; I think Tony Kushner's a genius! Here's a line from Perestroika, (which is AIA, Part 2), in which Belize the nurse/drag queen is talking to Louis about racist, white America. Louis the forever ambivalent can't seem to figure out who's more racist; himself or America. ( He's also just recently walked out on his long-term lover, Prior, Belize's best friend. Prior has just found out he's got(full-blown( a term I hate) AIDS.)
Belize says: "The white cracker who wrote the national anthem knew what he was doing. He set the word "free" to a note so high nobody can reach it. That was deliberate. Nothing on earth sounds less like freedom to me..." (pgs 94-94, Perestroika, )

6 Hawks are better than 3!

Judgements versus decisions, that's today's topic. Geez I feel so damn stuck but afraid to move..in any direction, so I maintain the safe path; the one causing least anything-waves, change..anything.
What to do?

Maybe I'll find some answers as I meditate on the full moon; then again maybe I won't..who knows.

My grand total for hawk-sightings is up now to 6! Both times the hawks were in groups of 3, pretty significant, no?

"The hawk comes to you indicating that you are now awakening to your soul purpose, your reason for being here. It can teach you how to fly high while keeping yourself connected to the ground. As you rise to a higher level, your psychic energies are awakening and the hawk can help you to keep those senses in balance. Its message for you is to be open to hope and new ideas, to extend the vision of your life."( from a blog posting I found)

I hope some of this rubs off on my life..soon.

Passed 3,000

My petition, in all its 13 reincarnations has finally amassed 3,000. 3,313 signatures to be exact! Only 7,000 more to reach my goal!

Very exciting.

In other news, it's so hot and humid I love it. Though there were so many idiots at Pride who brought their dogs out in the sweltering heat with no shade no water nothing. I gave a bottle of water to a man for his dog. The dog looked like he was about to die and the fucking ass man had a cup for the poor dog to try to drink from, and that he was all fur and black made it worse. That man should have been fined $, 2000 minimum

I should run for mayor.



I went to the beach the other day...sadly the water is polluted beyond gross, but sand and warmth feel beautiful.

Today my fam and I went to the country, well "country-lite" the city encroaches more and more.
Though we did see two chipmunks, beautiful butterflies and emerald dragonflies and I saw a frog! Oh and we saw three red-tailed hawks circling above us. That was cool.

The weather was beautiful.

Happy (belated) Pride, with photos

I hope everyone had a great Pride week/end. Here are some images of the weekend, which I attended, solo. If I had thought about it too much I wouldn't have gone at all, because doing things on one's one is never seen as ok, or acceptable.

Insanely beautiful weather!

Below are just a few of the many photos I took over the weekend;
Have a look at the beautiful queens, sexy ladies and the slogans!




Zoom in on this one and check out famous Jewish queer folks.