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Bittersweet Pony

My heroes have always killed cowboys...

About Me

They gave me a drug that slowed the healing of wounds.

My Interests

Music, art, travel, DIY fashion, community, film, vegetarian food, feminism, post-modernism as a general map, rough guides, myth-making, surreality and absurdism, seriousness that leads to silliness (and vice versa), camping, hiking, biking, trying to surf, Ashtanga yoga, plants, animals, collecting records, and books, and books, and lots of books.

I'd like to meet:

Come to me my darling. I will take you in my army.

Music:

.. ...... .. ...... ....Old friends. Thrift store records. The Orlando Philharmonic Orchestra. Nautical rock. Old Country. Jazz. Something dark and twangy. Political or obtuse. Concerning Time Machines. And/or, possibly French. Terri Binion. Nico. Francoise Hardy. The Flaming Lips. Victory at Sea. The Velvets. June of '44. Three Mile Pilot. Slint. Songs: Ohia. Sonic Youth. Jens. And of course, Will Oldham, forever and ever. And lots else.

Movies:

Goya in Bordeaux, Amelie, To Kill a Mockingbird, Princess Mononoke, The Legend of Rita, Set Me Free, The City of God, The City of Lost Children, Old Joy.

Television:

Sex and the City, Curb Your Enthusiasm, Project Runway, Daily Show, Cobert Report, Masterpiece Theater.

Books:

For storytelling: Jeanette Winterson, Lorrie Moore, Julia Alvarez, Truman Capote, Gloria Anzaldua, Luce Irigaray. For poetry: Adrienne Rich, Don Paterson, George Szirtes, Sean MacInnes, Ted Hughes, Anne Sexton. For columnists: Frank Rich. And lot's else.

Heroes:

Maggie the Dog, Mary Hansen, people who do what they want with their lives.

My Blog

Today

Today was amazing. I woke and got some work done.  Have not reaped rewards for the Fringe yet, but I feel like they are coming. Then Donnie called at noon.  He said, "Are you hoping someone...
Posted by Bittersweet Pony on Thu, 10 Jul 2008 03:58:00 PST

Just another day

Birthdays are what? Disparate events.  A measurement of time.   "It's just another day," says my old pal Mat Shearer.  Just another day.  Just another day.  But maybe it...
Posted by Bittersweet Pony on Thu, 10 Jul 2008 07:26:00 PST

What really happened

I met Cicely, Jackie and Shannon for breakfast. We biked to Pat's.  Jason fixed Shannon's chain.  We biked to Jenn's.  We biked to Tom's.  We biked to Wally's and Kristin's house.&...
Posted by Bittersweet Pony on Tue, 08 Jul 2008 10:07:00 PST

Manifesto of the apocalypse

Harbingers of the apocalypse, I'll be your horsewoman.  We will ride our bikes three astride to the top of the mountain, beer in our gullets.  We'll pass friends on bikes in streets, their f...
Posted by Bittersweet Pony on Mon, 07 Jul 2008 12:13:00 PST

The partys crashing us

Happy 4th. Don't be angry with me. I do what I can do. I'm happy in this new state. I've got nothing to say. This is the song of July fucking 4th (see profile): I only feel alright when the vu's...
Posted by Bittersweet Pony on Fri, 04 Jul 2008 06:35:00 PST

The weekend wars

I'm choosing 'pirate' but my real mood is 'fugitive.'  They never have the correct choices for me.   I feel tougher then ever. I want to rip some shit up. I want something t...
Posted by Bittersweet Pony on Wed, 02 Jul 2008 09:24:00 PST

I might have been myself minus amazement

AMONG THE MULTITUDES   I am who I am. A coincidence no less unthinkable than any other.   I could have different ancestors, after all. I could have fluttered from another nest or crawled b...
Posted by Bittersweet Pony on Wed, 02 Jul 2008 06:56:00 PST

A few of my favorites

Every year, in the weeks leading up to my birthday, I start to go crazy with desire.  Really.  I do.  Crazy, crazy with desire. Desire for things, for experiences, for music.  I&nb...
Posted by Bittersweet Pony on Tue, 01 Jul 2008 07:50:00 PST

Suddenly, summer goes pop

Sunny days.  Dog parks. Riding bikes to the farmer's market.  Rose's birthday bounce house bash.  Trips to springs, the beach, the pool.  Cut-offs and sneakers.  Thunderstorms all afternoon.  Redlight...
Posted by Bittersweet Pony on Mon, 30 Jun 2008 10:31:00 PST

Its a proven formula

So, after going to bed in a drunk funk, and waking up in just a plain old funk, I follow my proven formula. Dance party in my pajamas (I don't have pajamas). Careful attention to the day's costuming. ...
Posted by Bittersweet Pony on Sun, 29 Jun 2008 08:18:00 PST