Tammyme

I love coffee. LOVE. CAWFEE.

I like to watch brave athletes in firesuits make left hand turns in fast cars for 2-3 hours at a time....

I like trying new and unusual food but I do not knowingly eat reptiles or insects or animals that are otherwise pets in civilized cultures.....

My Friend, Lover

I LOVE ice-cold beer when it's really hot outside....

I PREFER when laughing to do so until it hurts...

"Epictetus compared people who “fit in” to the white threads of a toga. Indistinguishable. He wanted to be the purple thread. “That small part which is bright, and makes all the rest appear graceful and beautiful. Why then” he asked, “do you tell me to make myself like the many? And if I do, how shall I still be purple?”
---Excerpted from Boston Legal episode"Smile".

"Trailers bring out the worst in people! It's like slowly eating lead ridden paint chips over a matter of years. At first you try to fix the trailer up, put new skirting, fresh paint... then after a while you remove your toilet and put it in the front yard like everyone else. The trailer stops being the epitome of everything wrong with the world. You become your trailer. And once that happens, you drive by the cute little clapboard house in the older neighborhood and think, "Them folks is rich". And you say that with a toothpick between blackend teeth and rancid breath."-- Munga, waxing nostalgic

"Men can be so stupid when they drink...women...well we tend to laugh alot or kiss someone who is gross."--Munga, on differences between the sexes

"Unfortunately the very nature of the Universe is entropic, we are all just fine tea cups, waiting to be knocked off the table. But take heart, if the universe is finite and actually reaches it's outer limits, it will begin to collapse back in on itself and on the return trip it's nature will be disentropic and all the shattered little tea cups will begin to reform themselves on the table and be made whole again."--Free Will, on the nature of the Universe

"I felt like a crimson leaf on an autum branch. As if the total sum of a leafs life is to escape its wooden prison by means of death alone. To accept with faith alone, not the faith stolen by churches but a faith inbred in every leaf, that before its decay one last and only flight would carry it to pastures of skipping currents or trickling streams or to lye as a warm blanket over knarled roots. Its leaving the stem providing room for another and its wholly decayed substance sucked down by endless spring rains to hungry roots that absorb its life giving nutrients. The leaf the spirit of the leaf to be taken back up the great tree to be given another budding another chance at flight. A poets dream in this sometimes loveless world. These travelling vagabonds.Do not succumb to the elements of despair."--Frank Josep Alphonse Christopher (The Offical Republic of Jarrod), Imagineer

"When I am in charge, we will all take a page from Whitman. We shall begin and end our days conscious of our power to contribute and achieve. We will rise in the quiet calm of confidence, sing what we know best through the course of the day, and lie down again at night with a sigh of satisfaction. We will rest soundly in the knowledge that we have sung our part well, and that the parts beyond our range have been sung also. Soft echoes of the chorus will reverberate harmoniously in the velvety blackness of the night. And we shall sleep." ~ Margy, imagining herself in charge.

"first bright"
Dusk stole the light. Moved in slowly settled down for its time. Stars were clouded by haze. Standing there cool breeze blowing like escaped mental dervish swirls and stones slapping against face skin feeling pain yet not moving . City lights casting reflections down to earth hiding the entire universe in some faded cloth used by scholars to hide the truth. Then it flashed like some horrific accident . Blasts of light crossed the sky Yellow mostly powerful beautiful. Thunder errupted and wind churned and the heat was hot and the dark was light. A roar from the freeway as cars flashed past everyone in a hurry everyone fast. Equipment set up out in the night. Don't drop water im not in the mood. Finished at last my work night done. Heat swelling up and so is the sun.
~My prolific friend, Jarrod (you should read him sometime)