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About Me

Spades take up leaves
No better than spoons,
And bags full of leaves
Are light as balloons.

I make a great noise
Of rustling all day
Like rabbit and deer
Running away.

But the mountains I raise
Elude my embrace,
Flowing over my arms
And into my face.

I may load and unload
Again and again
Till I fill the whole shed,
And what have I then?

Next to nothing for weight,
And since they grew duller
From contact with earth,
Next to nothing for color.

Next to nothing for use.
But a crop is a crop,
And who's to say where
The harvest shall stop?

My Interests

Music.
Dancing.
Theatre.
Fashion.
Sewing.
Food.
Nature.
Art.
Movies.
Cartoons.
Tea.
Love.
Creating.
Goodness.
Growing.

I'd like to meet:

Friends with rakes. And big trees.

Gathering leaves. . .
I have 374 in a pile.

Jump in!

Music:

Red Hot Chili Peppers

By The Way

Movies:

Sweeney Todd.
That's all I can say about it.
You just have to go see it. You just have to.

Television:

Adult Swim.
Cartoons.
Food Network.
TCM.
HGTV.
Charlie and Lola.
Miffy and Friends.

I miss cable.

Books:

Last read: The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold

Now reading: Oh, I remember reading. . . I need to read something again.

Heroes:

Anyone who has ever lead with their heart; chased a dream, donated time, given good advice. . . do-gooders.

My Blog

Fuck you, 2007

2007, you bastard, I'm glad I'll never see you again.Happy New Year!Here's to 2008!
Posted by Cocoa Bean on Wed, 02 Jan 2008 07:05:00 PST

Woodstock.

What I need is a good, three-day, musical love-fest.Where everyone loves you unconditionally just for showing up.Where I can try every drug known to man and do LSD yoga and dance topless all strung ou...
Posted by Cocoa Bean on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 12:13:00 PST

100 Words Or Less.

You get 100 words or less, free of judgement, not to be deleted, no consequences.I suggest you take full advantage.Go.
Posted by Cocoa Bean on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 10:57:00 PST

Okay, I never do this because I hate it. . . call me a hypocrite.

So take it like a man. . . bitches.WILLIAM SHATNERI Can't Get Behind ThatWilliam Shatner/Henry RollinsBILL: Let's go. Ready? From the top...BILL: My favorite shows on TV have twelve minutes of adverti...
Posted by Cocoa Bean on Mon, 25 Dec 2006 10:52:00 PST

Strawberries.

I'm in bed reading, still up from the day before, and at around 6:13 a.m. she says,"You should take me to school. I don't want to ride the bus." I take a deep breath in and in a sigh/talk I say, "Okay...
Posted by Cocoa Bean on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 11:56:00 PST

Soundtrack.

I nabbed this from Samantha.I don't usually do things like this, but my entire life revolves around music, so I found it relevant enough to play along.I changed the rules to not include swing music or...
Posted by Cocoa Bean on Sat, 04 Nov 2006 11:29:00 PST

Somebody sedate me.

If you know where that's from, then you get it. If not, no big deal.
Posted by Cocoa Bean on Tue, 17 Oct 2006 07:40:00 PST

Screaming.

I feel like screaming.And tearing at the walls. Putting a chair leg through the wall and dismantling the structure, piece by piece.I want to take a bat to my car and any other material thing I've bec...
Posted by Cocoa Bean on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 12:29:00 PST

Damned Interactive Advertizing!

You know, the only reason they put them on there is so that you have something to do inbetween clicking the refresh button.And I don't know if the too easy for words ones or the takes you a couple of ...
Posted by Cocoa Bean on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 12:37:00 PST

State of the Sara Address

I am not going to work today.I can't get my organs to work in a timely and rhythmic fashion.I am unable to write any blog of any sort.So, here's what you get.
Posted by Cocoa Bean on Wed, 06 Sep 2006 09:06:00 PST