summer lessons learned

I still have clothes in my closet, I've never worn.

L.A.M.B. Spring 2012 RTW

I can play some songs by the band Tesla.

Missoni Spring 2012 RTW 

I do not like the smell of salmon, or probably any fish,
when my husband cooks it in my house.  :P

Missoni Spring 2012 RTW 

Yes, your car can get stuck in the sand.

Missoni Spring 2012 RTW

Just because a guy looks like he works in Guitar Center
  does not mean he does.

A stranger wearing a cute swimming suit cover up
Fort Lauderdale, Florida

Grab the guitar that feels right, and seems like a good price before someone else buys it. Glad I did.

Me in my swimming suit cover up.
Why yes, it is just a towel.
Fort Lauderdale, Florida

Where the new books section is located in the library, (except now, they've moved it). Grrr!

 Surfers in Corpus Christi, Texas

 I learned some new things about Jimi Hendrix
 from his brother's book by Leon Hendrix.

My guy with the plaid blanket
in Corpus Christi, Texas

I have old art classes saved on my computer,
that I have never finished.
 

Lessons learned this Summer
8-3-12

I can edit old photos, and stretch them too.

Lessons learned this Summer
8-3-12

I can play Let It Be by The Beatles, on guitar.

"When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be...

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For though they may be parted,
there is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be....

And when the night is cloudy
 there is still a light that shines on me
Shine until tomorrow, let it be... Let It Be by The Beatles 

lights at night prompt

My photos from
30 Days of Lovely
photo challenge.

Night Prompt

Colored water win a gold fish game.

Someone's art of musicians.

That would be me showing you
how short I actually am.

I like the way the lights look
blurry & weird in
this photo of my guy.

All these photos were taken in this city. 

The last time my brother saw me wearing this orange shirt,

he said,

"Jimi Hendrix called from the grave. He says he wants his shirt back."

Was that supposed to be an insult?

My bro should know how I feel about Hendrix. All he has to do is look here and here.

But then again, I know he doesn't read my blog.  :P

poisoned heart

"The story of my life is quicker than the wink of an eye. The story of love is hello and good-bye until we meet again" -Jimi Hendrix

..."Dee Dee was extremely clever and prolific as far as constantly coming up with new songs. That was all he had to do: write, create, and perform. I took care of all the rest. In all our years together, Dee Dee never even had to change as much as a light bulb-he would probably opt for buying a new fixture instead"...

..."Dee Dee was like Peter Pan his doctors actually said that he had "Peter Pan syndrome" as everyone was getting older and more mature and responsible, he continued refusing to grow up. He wanted to be young forever in his mind, and this was a big part of out eventual breakup"... 

..."The band witnessed first hand the physical abuse that I was subject to"...
..."Dee Dee started beating me, pulling my hair from my head, punching me in the face until he had me on the floor of the van and stomping on my head with his steel-toed boots. What did I do? Was it my fault they were out of his brand of cigarettes? Everyone just watched, and no one came to my rescue..."

..."It was clear to me then that I was still hoping for something that was never gonna happen. I realized I had to let go once and for all, or he would drag me down with him. He tried to change, but eventually the demons within and self-destructiveness finally won him over. I was completely numb by now. I couldn't even cry; I couldn't feel anything. I was sick to my stomach with grief. To this day, I carry the emotional scars from living in an abusive relationship. I don't believe it ever leaves you. To this very day I still flinch at the raise of a hand. It's an automatic and spontaneous response that will stay with me for life..." 

..."I don't look at divorce as failure. Sometimes marriages and relationships end, and we have to accept that. Despite everything that had happened, it's not like I could just swear off those old feelings. We spoke at least once a day for years, and we still deeply cared for one another. You don't stop loving someone overnight, and I never stopped loving Dee Dee"...

name that musician

two of these stumped me. all these pix were taken by my guy, from an exhibit we saw recently. the artist created fake albums with his own label that contained his name, the musician, & his print, etc.

and while i'm talking music (when aren't i?) yesterday, (taking care of some red tape biznatch for upcoming adventure), i got into a discussion with corporate business guy. surprised me. we're both going to see the same bands next week, (details later). he hasn't seen any of them live before, (i have). he thinks the drummer is crazy good, (my interpretation). he talked about the smiths, (for him it was all about the guitarist, NOT the singer). he dug on the cure. he hated 80's hair bands and music from the last years saying it was written my teens that only whined about high school problems. he mentioned the twin sisters from the pixies (cause to him the breeders didn't really count). i mentioned high fidelity, he asked the movie? i said the movie & THE BOOK. then he went off on john cusack's cameo in sixteen candles & his fave cusack movie better off dead. i said you play don't you? what do you play? he plays the drums, but not very well, only for fun. he has an uncle & a family of drummers. i said i knew it. he said why? i said you're left handed. so left handed, right brain? he asked. i explained my reasoning (only those of you who know will understand why i suspected drummer).
the last photo reminds me of a velvet picture that used to hang in my grandparents & later, my grandma's house. yep my grandpa was a horse guy. ..."It's an orangy sky. Always it's some other guy. It's just a broken lullaby. Bye bye love"...-The Cars