Meru Rocks!

I know I just posted a link to a great video yesterday but Avi called me early this morning to see if I had checked out this link he sent me. I have linked it in recommended sites under MERU. This is fascinating. It's 30 minutes long, I will forewarn you, but post it somewhere safe for when you have the time. Awesom, really.
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-208619888961779202&q=meru

Besides, my dreams have been incredibly fractured and work related lately (boring). If anyone wants to email or post in comments, a dream to interpret , I'd be happy to look into them with you.

New Orleans, the future New Atlantis

This from my talented and beautiful friend Rick Prose in Maine. Please pass it on , or at least let him know if you appreciate his work. Thank you Rick, thank you for giving a damn!
Stacy-
below is a link to a short video i just posted to youtube, watch it and pass it along. i'm still working the bugs out of the compression process, so the quality is not the best, especially the titles.
(please copy and paste the link below.)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=73mklYiOaQw


Rick Prose
Station Manager
Boothbay Region Community Television
PO Box 500
Boothbay Harbor, ME 04538
207-633-5022
brctv7@verizon.net
www.brctv.org

I'm So Proud of ME!

I finally won on "Word Imperfect". I have been playing this game where one person searches the dictionary for an odd or rarely heard word and then participants create their own definition for the chosen word since I was a teenager, but I am not so good at it. I compete on this great blog word game on "Word Imperfect" (link on recos.), which is managed by Word Imp as often as possible and I won a few days ago with this:
Stacy said...
Algid is the puckering of the skin on the face, especially of the nose, that is most often seen on elderly people living in damp moldy climates like England and Scotland.
"Did you see that old man's algid nose? Poor soul".
I am so proud of me!

"Stimpy my nerve endings"

I don't know if any of you were fortunate enough to have had children during the height of the popularity of the Ren and Stimpy show or not. If you have never seen this bulldog and horrific chihuahua, let me tell you, sometimes they were funny. They were potty funny as I recall, like farts and stinky stuff kid funny. I allowed the rude show to be viewed until the day that Ren, or was it Stimpy, was having a very difficult time with his nerve endings falling out. You see these nerve endings were in the place where teeth used to be so Ren didn't have a toothache, he had a nerve ending ache. That was too much for my nerve endings to handle. To the sound of my giggling son's protests,I turned the t.v. off.
Jerri commented on the recurring theme of teeth falling out in dreams. Most of us have had this one at least once.
Standing at a cocktail party, dressed in fine attire, hair all swooped up and talking to a handsome man and oh my! My front tooth fell out.
Not alot of fun, contrary to the kids opinion of the Ren and Stimpy act.
"Your bark is bigger than your bite" when your teeth fall out. Of course because you don't have any teeth, you have no bite. This doesn't mean that you can't hurt someone in your current position, but you are loosing power in the situation or are feeling powerless in the given situation.
As an aside: I tried to place a comment on Jerri's On The Pond Blog (can't link but it's on the recommended sites over there) but the format screen wouldn't scroll down far enough to allow me to. Is Mercury still retrograde?
I said: "Whoa, I thought my life was weird. I agree with Carrie, you've got a great book in there."

IRONIC INJUSTICE

A very attractive young man with some of the thickest hair I had ever seen came into my shop for a haircut yesterday afternoon. After we established a bit of rapport and he realized I was old enough to be his mother he told me this:
"I recently got out of jail. I killed a deer."
"You killed a who?"
"I got caught shooting a deer on the Blue Ridge Parkway.(that's federal land)They gave me five years, but they suspended three. I was eighteen when I went to jail; real jail."
I was standing behind him shaking my head in disbelief. Isn't deer hunting something humans have been doing in order to survive since the beginning of time. Couldn't they just slap a serious fine on this kid? This sweet boy is only one year older than my oldest son.I felt like crying. I wished I could take the hole nightmare away.
"You know what gets me?" he asked me.
"What."
"I was in with the father rapers and murderers. There was a guy in there convicted of sodomizing a five year old child. He only got four years. I got five for shooting a deer."
hands down, most disturbing story I have heard in a long, long time.

Diamond Teeth

Today is my early day, which means I didn't have time to journal last nights dreams.I can't say they were extremely significant nor vivid, but there is something interesting about the diamond wedding rings I was wearing on my left hand. There were two, Tate had given them to me. For some strange reason, I was wearing them on my front teeth for a little bit. The interesting thing about these rings is that I don't really like diamonds, even in my dream. I thought to myself "they really are sparkly and bright, but so overrated and way too decadent, not to mention mined by destitute workers." But, I noticed everyone I saw, my sister, friends, etc., immediately saw the rings when they saw me and that some how gave me power and recognition. My brother(who is very much like my twin), was telling me that he needed some time apart from me, so he wouldn't get bored.And then there was my very upscale hair salon in a wooden framed indoor mall.

Without actually working this one, I am guessing that the symbolism has alot to do with the fact that I refer to Tate as my husband these days, without the current lifetime document nor ceremony. Tate and I were married a long time ago; the year was 632 AD. I tell clients about him several times per day to avoid the unnecessary dance with available men. Also involved is the false perception that women are nothing without a man that continues to swirl around the old psyche of humanity.
Anyone have a recurring dream to post?

Blackout Makeout?

Avi suffers from stage fright. When he was a little kid on stage with his 2nd grade class singing Christmas songs, I was sure he was going to pass out. He'd turn white as a ghost. I felt unfaithful to him. I felt like a bad mom. I knew he didn't want to sing for the other moms, but I convinced him to get up there with his peers. It wasn't him, the kid stuff. He's a genius.
I can't say I get the name. I do get the promotional statements.
About blackout makeout
BLACKOUT MAKEOUT, hailing from Charlottesville, Virginia, is a four piece rock band who appeals to a wide range of underage, impressionable females. Their extreme good looks is one of the main reasons for BLACKOUT MAKEOUT being one of the hottest underground bands on the East coast. BLACKOUT MAKEOUT consists of George on vocals with his kate moss-like, supermodel body, Avi on keys despite his lack of keyboard, "Ohh...oh..Hooowward" on guitar, and John who surprisingly resembles a blend of Buddy Holly, Bob Sagget and Brad Pitt on drums.

Look out for their new hit single, "JAILBAIT SOULMATE" which will be available on itunes in the very near future. Probably

Avi plays the piano, the violin, the saxophone, the accordion and anything else he can get his hands on, unless he is performing. After his juried accordion performance at U.Mass. last year, his professor asked him how he felt. "Miserable or terrible" ?
Avi replied "Worse".
A few weeks ago he called to tell me his band was booked at a local venue hall in April.
"What band?"
One of his friends threw their hat in the ring, got accepted and then he put together the band. Blackout Makeout, April 22, is going to be something. http://www.myspace.com/blackoutmakeout