Monday, May 25, 2009

Doylestown Dirt

So, I was perusing the website for the Doylestown bar The Other Side, and look what I found:



That's right - it's Pink and then-hubby Carey Hart (during their engagement) with owner Earl and his wife/girlfriend/armcandy/chiropractor.

Which confirms my suspicions that I need to go outside and do something other than look at pictures of Alicia Moore.

Friday, May 22, 2009

I Gots Mad Flow.

You know what? I hate techno. I really do. But today I became techno, and it was sensational.

Today, I'm fairly certain that I reached what is referred to as "flow" - that state of being when your actions are quick and fluid and you essentially morph into an animated rhythm. I think these..."flow"ments (smug chuckle) are the ones where we feel the most comfortable in our bodies, even though we may be engaged in the most mundane activity (i.e. helping your boss at a clothes store swap sweaters and logo t-shirts from one rack to another, as a completely random example) while immersed in this state. Take it from me, someone who is half scatterbrained, half absentminded - becoming a living machine is refreshingly brainless. It's all body, no thought, and bloody brilliant.

What I'm really trying to say is, I understand why people do drugs.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

So I Says To Myself, I Says...

When I woke up this morning, I had the revelation that I can make myself do whatever I want*. What a scary yet empowering prospect.


* Except dance. I care too much about people to subject them to...that.