Since I've had a few questions n comments ... tip o' the brim to Nahema n Nicole. My new handle came to me in mid Feb07 & is for a few reasons. I am a lover. I love love love, yes I do. The first person singular for "love" in Italian is "amo." Andy + amo ... and I'm usually on the go, headed someplace, running late, let's GO!! Turns out that in Italian, the first person plural for "go," as in, "let's go!" is ... you guessed it ... "andiamo!" Hence my new tribe handle.

[joke] There's two nuns in a bathtub ...
Write me if you want the punch line. It ain't going here.

from The Big Lebowski
The Stranger : The Dude abides.
I don't know about you, but I take comfort in that.
It's good knowing he's out there, The Dude.
Takin her easy for all us sinners.
Shoosh. I sure hope he makes the Finals.

Gary Trudeau: Laissez les bons temps roullez! [let the good times roll]

Team Rude: I've got one left baby, and it's for YOU!!

Leisa: When life hands ya lemons..ask for a bottle of tequila and salt, my friend!

Oscar Wilde: We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.

Erik Clark Jorgensen: Mackerel skies and mare's tails make tall ships set short sails.

My last fortune cookie fortune: Your nature is both dramatic and romantic.

I can receive *short* (250 chars) SMS/TXT msgs at andyma+vtext.com - just replace the "+" with a "@" - a good way to grab my attention.

As of June 1, I am unencumbered by employment and am actively seeking a new job.

This song is really growing on me - not that I feel like a girl with my skirt pulled high! Felt like sharing the lyrics. They're from Pink. I heard it in August 2006 when watching Anne Hathaway break her sugar-sweet typecast mold in "Havoc." I go back and forth on the question of god ... but I like to think sometimes that there's a purpose or a meaning behind all of us scrabbling across the big blue marble, and how we find joy in seemingly mundane things. One of my joys is feeling the rhythm of the music and starting to move to it. And maybe, just maybe, life is a dance floor ...

and ...

love is the rhythm

and ...

you are the music



God Is A DJ

I've been the girl with her skirt pulled high
been the outcast, never running with mascara eyes
now I see the world as a candy store
with a cigarette smile
sayin things you can't ignore
like mommy I love you
daddy I hate you
brother, I need you
lover, hey fuck you
I can see everything here with my third eye
like the blue in the sky

(Chorus)
if God is a dj
life is a dance floor
love is the rhythm
you are the music
if God is a dj
life is a dance floor
you get what you're given
it's all how you use it

I've been the girl, middle finger in the air
unaffected by rumors, the truth
I don't care
so open your mouth and stick out your tongue
you might as well let go you can't take back what you've done
so find a new lifestyle
A reason to smile
look for Nirvana
under the strobe lights
sequins and sex dreams
you whisper to me
there's no reason to cry

(Chorus)
if God is a dj
life is a dance floor
love is the rhythm
you are the music
if God is a dj
life is a dance floor
you get what you're given
it's all how you use it

I've been the girl with her skirt pulled high
been the outcast never running with mascara eyes
now I see the world as a candy store
with a cigarette smile
sayin things you can't ignore
like mommy I love you
daddy I hate you
brother, I need you
lover, hey fuck you
I can see everything here with my third eye
like the blue in the sky

(Chorus)
if God is a dj
life is a dance floor
love is the rhythm
you are the music
if God is a dj
life is a dance floor
you get what your given
it's all how you use it

I've been the girl, middle finger in the air
unaffected by rumors, the truth
I don't care
so open your mouth and stick out your tongue
you might as well let go you can't take back what you've done
so find a new lifestyle
A reason to smile
look for Nirvana
under the strobe lights
sequins and sex dreams
you whisper to me
there's no reason to cry

(Chorus)
if God is a dj
life is a dance floor
love is the rhythm
you are the music
if God is a dj
life is a dance floor
you get what you're given
it's all how you use it


Bridge
you take what you get and you get what you give
I said don't run from yourself man that's no way to live
I got a record in my bag you should give it a spin
lift your hands in the air so that life can begin

if God is a dj....say if God is a dj....if God....if God is a dj life is a dance floor, get your ass on the dance floor....


- Pink

[I like this because I know too many women who have been raped, AND just knowing one woman who's been raped is too many right there ... I do not understand this part of my sex ... WHY WOULD YOU EVER DO THIS???]

reposting this from Epona (and by extension, from ::Ms. Julia):
A lot has been said about how to prevent rape.
Women should learn self-defense. Women should lock themselves in their houses after dark. Women shouldn't have long hair and women shouldn't wear short skirts. Women shouldn't leave drinks unattended. Fuck, they shouldn't dare to get drunk at all.

Instead of that bullshit, how about:

if a woman is drunk, don't rape her.
if a woman is walking alone at night, don't rape her.
if a woman is drugged and unconscious, don't rape her.
if a woman is wearing a short skirt, don't rape her.
if a woman is jogging in a park at 5 am, don't rape her.
if a woman looks like your ex-girlfriend you're still hung up on, don't rape her.
if a woman is asleep in her bed, don't rape her.
if a woman is asleep in your bed, don't rape her.
if a woman is doing her laundry, don't rape her.
if a woman is in a coma, don't rape her.
if a woman changes her mind in the middle of or about a particular activity, don't rape her.
if a woman has repeatedly refused a certain activity, don't rape her.
if a woman is not yet a woman, but a child, don't rape her.
if your girlfriend or wife is not in the mood, don't rape her.
if your step-daughter is watching tv, don't rape her.
if you break into a house and find a woman there, don't rape her.
if your friend thinks it's okay to rape someone, tell him it's not, and that he's not your friend.
if your "friend" tells you he raped someone, report him to the police.
if your frat-brother or another guy at the party tells you there's an unconscious woman upstairs and it's your turn, don't rape her, call the police and tell the guy he's a rapist.

tell your sons, god-sons, nephews, grandsons, sons of friends it's not okay to rape someone.
don't imply that she could have avoided it if she'd only done/not done x.
don't imply that it's in any way her fault.
don't let silence imply agreement when someone tells you he "got some" with the drunk girl.
don't perpetuate a culture that tells you that you have no control over or responsibility for your actions. You can, too, help yourself.

*If you agree, repost it. It's that important.
Posted by
epona
Oakland East