Well, as 2010 comes to an end, I am found in my congratulatory office chair.
For it was a job well done kinda year.
Mostly, best wishes to all of you.
I hope health, success and happiness continue to harmonize in the new year.
I would like to announce that the "cryptic" bloggings section of this website will soon be retiring.
Stay tuned for, yet again, another transformation.
Love,
CR
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
toe-crane.
the climb starts now.
circumstances bestow my feet
and my toe-crane
dainty and feminine
perks them without defeat
dark purple feather
and bright yellow jewel
tickle me now
it's costume season
and i want to dance for you.
circumstances bestow my feet
and my toe-crane
dainty and feminine
perks them without defeat
dark purple feather
and bright yellow jewel
tickle me now
it's costume season
and i want to dance for you.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
stating the obvious.
this breath of fresh air
slides in from monumental greens
into an open window
where waves of sunset
cover dampened sheets
and
safely where it feels best
taste nestles the
buzz-lines,
refining
the age of exhilaration
slides in from monumental greens
into an open window
where waves of sunset
cover dampened sheets
and
safely where it feels best
taste nestles the
buzz-lines,
refining
the age of exhilaration
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
remarkable apparatus.
funny, the things you turn to
sorts of the 'f' class
hours of research
what can i do
what can i pick up
where's my impulse button
overlooking
endings
mapping
mountains
cat scratch by cat scratch
dig into that cookie jar
magazine fingers
grip onto that suitcase
bitter-sweet face
you've got eyes that tell ya
gunshot lips
don't hide
sorts of the 'f' class
hours of research
what can i do
what can i pick up
where's my impulse button
overlooking
endings
mapping
mountains
cat scratch by cat scratch
dig into that cookie jar
magazine fingers
grip onto that suitcase
bitter-sweet face
you've got eyes that tell ya
gunshot lips
don't hide
Friday, August 13, 2010
idea.
one day, i'm going to open up a restaurant that serves grilled cheese
-with a side of DILL relish.
yes, and we'll call it the 'celebratory meal'.
because that's what I just ate.
-with a side of DILL relish.
yes, and we'll call it the 'celebratory meal'.
because that's what I just ate.
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
itchy feet.
everything is bunnies, wish-fluffs, fireflies and heat birds.
while my mind-sponge soaks up the 'prov, i almost always make sure to take some time out.
a stroll in the park, a skype date, or perhaps an additional scene to my one-woman show... times like these make me miss my nine walls.
in a mere blink, you'll catch me Toronto, won't you?
while my mind-sponge soaks up the 'prov, i almost always make sure to take some time out.
a stroll in the park, a skype date, or perhaps an additional scene to my one-woman show... times like these make me miss my nine walls.
in a mere blink, you'll catch me Toronto, won't you?
Sunday, August 01, 2010
Uncle Fun, Chicago.
Sure enough, this happened.
A big thanks to the gang at Uncle Fun for letting me clown around.
A big thanks to the gang at Uncle Fun for letting me clown around.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
evidence.
i've found a new favorite way home.
it's just 'up west on cornelia'
and i like the way it rolls off my tongue.
also, Clark street on the day of a cubs game- NUH UH.
you'd swear some people make a living just by having a couple extra parking spots...
friends from all around the world,
a great tan
and up next, Chi-town greets the Man.
i'm fucking happy.
it's just 'up west on cornelia'
and i like the way it rolls off my tongue.
also, Clark street on the day of a cubs game- NUH UH.
you'd swear some people make a living just by having a couple extra parking spots...
friends from all around the world,
a great tan
and up next, Chi-town greets the Man.
i'm fucking happy.
Sunday, July 11, 2010
emotional opportunism.
those two words keep repeating themselves to me today.
must be the impact from the JB workshops... although, it strongly relates to my immediate state.
i feel like i just took out the trash- and there's a new, big, bright, white bag, waiting to be filled.
the other one is sitting on the curb and there's no looking back- even if blankie's in there.
i've allowed them to take him away.
this is what i've signed up for... tomorrow's going to be like Hogwarts, i hear...
and i'm "bound to come home in tears", my house-mate warns.
it's all valuable and failure is inevitable.
kind of like fat camp.
must be the impact from the JB workshops... although, it strongly relates to my immediate state.
i feel like i just took out the trash- and there's a new, big, bright, white bag, waiting to be filled.
the other one is sitting on the curb and there's no looking back- even if blankie's in there.
i've allowed them to take him away.
this is what i've signed up for... tomorrow's going to be like Hogwarts, i hear...
and i'm "bound to come home in tears", my house-mate warns.
it's all valuable and failure is inevitable.
kind of like fat camp.
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