The Bane of Choreography

........... is a desk job.

When creativity hits.... and your chained to your desk.... with the music on a loop... you don't have your own office or cubicle.. rather a workstation... in the middle of the room....
So getting up to dance is not an option.....
*sigh*

Desperately Seeking...

a pair of half circle silk veils.

Why.... Because I have to overcome my fear of wrestling with laundry.


I'll even take instructions on how to make them. They don't even have to be dyed or colored..

Lucious Buttz?

tribes.tribe.net/lusciousbuttz222


Okay this is for my lucious butted goddess sized sisters.
Because, well... face it, we love the look of Melodia's but they don't always come in our sizes..

Check these pants out.. they run upto 13x for our largely lucious ladies.

The geeks weep....

*shake.... roll.... * 00 1 0 0 10 6 5 6 2 6

Anyone who has ever held a decahedron in their hands will feel the weight of it today..

Gary Gygax... passed away today at age 6 9 *actually thats a good roll.....*

If it weren't for him... we wouldn't be the geeks we are.

Wild Wednesday

Okay... Whew... I am back at work.. I was really getting panicky there.. Same Company, different department.
Now, I am just waiting for the IT and Security peoples to finish resetting my stuff so I can actually use my own log ons....

I've got two costumes I am sewing on alternately... One for the April Casbah and the other will be done.... When it gets done.

While most days... I feel like "The little engine that could'..... today, I felt more like "The little engine that went racing down the mountain"

Happy Hearts Day

My fellow love letter collectors... I hope you didn't think I would forget. Yet, even in this 11th hour... I have one to share.

January 27, 1918

My love for you tonight is so deep and tender that it seems to be outside myself as well. I am fast shut up like a little lake in the embrace of some big mountains. If you were to climb up the mountains,
you would see me down below, deep and shining - and quite fathomless, my dear. You might drop your heart into me and you'd never hear it touch bottom.

I love you - I love you - Goodnight. Oh Bogey, what it is to love like this!

Katherine Mansfield, writer, to John Middleton Murray

Please explain

Okay, I am on the job hunt .... AGAIN. )*&%#^#$*&*)@#&^^&*)%#^)*@#(*$&%&@#$^&@#^)*(&#%&$^!@^)&


In doing so.... I was combing through the local paper and found this little gem:

SECRETARY-p/t for international ministry in Pol Pines, comp. skills nec, res & photo

Can someone please explain to me, WHY, is it necessary to send a photograph of myself with my resume for a PART TIME SECRETARY JOB??????? FOR A CHURCH?????


WTF!!!!!!

By the pricking of my thumbs

Another Costume will be done.

My fingers are a bit raw today from patterning a new costume. Let me tell you, pinning down a paper sack onto a garment to get the pattern pieces to form a cohesive puzzle.... Yikes. I don't know what is rougher, the pin pricks or the paper.
This one is going to be by far more labourous than the last and worth every poke, stick, drop of blood, sweat, tears, cuss word uttered.

You can say that I put an awful lot of myself into my costume... Especially when I bleed on it.
And to think... I've not even begun to cut the fabric... just the pattern.

There are still adornments to be found and notions to acquire.... but, for now, it's just me and the pattern... Once the material is on, I will have to let the costume tell me what it wants.
Right now... it wants a sacrifice of my blood.... I guess that makes me a willing sacrifice.