A bit like a crow. Yeah.

Many Native American tribes believe that Crow is the Left-Handed Guardian, meaning that Crows are the keepers of the gateway to the occult. Sounds pretty important to me. If Crow comes into your life you are being asked to walk your talk, speak your Truth, know your life’s mission (uh-oh. I might be in trouble here), and balance past present, and your future selves. Piece of cake, right?

Mysterious. Beautiful. Annoying.

Mysterious. Beautiful. Annoying. When they caw, caw, caw that is. They’re probably trying to tell me something and wondering “How dense can one human-ish woman be???”

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Sunday Madness

And yet, it’s Saturday when I write this post. Who knows when I’ll actually post it. I’ve dozens of posts that I’ve drafted and yet to post.

So, why title a post “Sunday Madness” on a Saturday? What’s the saying? Don’t confuse me with facts. I get side-tracked and confused (very often at the same time) quite easily. Seriously. Easy. Crap. I just heard a odd sound in my kitchen.

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It was nothing. Somebody is mixing something next door.

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Here are my Sunday Madnesses (new word. true story.) and not early at all, since thess Sunday Madnesses actually occurred the last three Sundays ago. Always do everything in threes. It messes with the Universe’s head.

Sunday Weirdness One

Sunday Weirdness One. The descent begins.

 

Sunday Madness Two

Sunday Madness Two. Can I describe this? Why do they always ask for descriptions?? Okay, I’m drawing a blank. Which is actually much more difficult than it sounds.

 

Okay. I give up. What is this?

Okay. I give up. What is this?

She didn’t come in through the bathroom window…

“She came in through the bathroom window

Protected by a silver spoon

But now she sucks her thumb and wanders

By the banks of her own lagoon”

~Lennon & McCartney

As much as I love that Beatles song, I actually found her on the bathroom floor. To be indelicate, I spotted her little bright eyes staring up at me while peeing . You may think I’m joking or even exaggerating. Keep thinking that.

Sometimes Fortune smiles on you from up above and sometimes She smiles on you from the bathroom floor.

Sometimes Fortune smiles on you from up above and sometimes She smiles on you from the bathroom floor.

Fortune \f(o)-rtu-nefor-tune\ as a girl’s name (also used as boy’s name Fortune), is of Latin origin, and the meaning of Fortune is “good fate“. Common in the Roman EmpireMythology: the Roman goddess of fortune, chance, and happiness. Also a saint‘s name.
Read more at http://www.thinkbabynames.com/meaning/0/Fortune#wyDq7O45sw1piVUJ.99

Reality, Man…

It takes a lot out of me. There’s stuff like clothes you’ve got to put on, feet you need to try not smack into bed frames and chairs, a body that needs water to drink, food to eat, but not too much food, especially the foods you like, and air you’ve got to breathe. So many fricking things you have to remember. Like how things are solid. Like walls. Walls you shouldn’t walk into. And pavement. Pavement you shouldn’t trip on and fall into head first. Stuff like that all the time. It’s exhausting. I really don’t know how you humans do it.

He once was a tree that sat behind a red-light. He wasn't happy with that existence so he jumped onto the page of one of my notebooks.

He once was a tree that sat behind a red-light. He wasn’t happy with that existence so he jumped onto the page of one of my notebooks.

I tried to make him look more "normal." I'm trying to deal with reality, but it really just doesn't work for me.

I tried to make him look sort of “normal.” I’m trying to deal with reality, but it really doesn’t work for me.

So, I think I’ll just cruise on by reality. Yeah, I’ll just skip the turn-off at “Reality.” Drive past it and head right into, well, my world. The place where anything is possible, except reality….

Freddie Vroom-Vroom always cruises by reality, seeking adventure and fantasy to the extreme.

Freddie Vroom-Vroom always cruises by reality, seeking adventure and fantasy to the extreme.

Garath and Puffy, Fluffy Holiday Sparklies…

“…Love asks me no questions, and gives me endless support.”

~Shakespeare

And my Love does. Freeing myself from the mundane machinations of my own morbid making would not be possible without you. Merry, Merry, forever Merry, SM…

Garath is a Sweetest Knight's Best Friend. Growing with you, watching over you... ever ready to defend and protect the Dreams in Your Golden Heart...

Garath is a Sweetest Knight’s Best Friend. Growing with you, watching over you… ever ready to defend and protect the Dreams that Live in Your Golden Heart…

*spark·ly  (spärkl)

adj. spark·li·erspark·li·est

a. Giving off tiny flashes of light; glittery.

Tic Tacs and Doreen

Though breath sprays work best, Doreen found many uses for the Tic Tacs she always carried in her pocket. Not all the beasts encountered on her journeys kept up with dental hygiene the way that she did…

Found in an old desk  drawer amongst leaves of sketches

Found in a desk drawer amongst leaves of sketches…

...she was happy to once again see the light of day. Or even the dark of night...just to be free of that musty old drawer.

…drawn for a dear friend, Doreen was happy to once again see the light of day. Or even the dark of night…it did not matter as long as she was out of that  stuffy old drawer.

...Take them out of that desk drawer or off that back, back burner. Set them free, set them free and see what true pleasure they can bring.
Take them out of that stuffy, musty, fussy ol’ desk drawer or off that crusty, never-oft-used, way, way, back, back burner. Set them free, set them free, let them sing, let them dance, or even put you in a faery trance and you will see what true reigning pleasure that they can bring.