Thursday
turn the lights out
What kind of a phrase is "the gays"? Makes us/them sound like some kind of underlings. I don't subscribe to those sorts of establishments.
Wednesday
Tuesday
Monday
what is time?
Really what is it? Beyond it's counting use, does it really exist? Is it something tangible that can be realistically measured? I'm going to ponder this all day and try to wrap my brain around the mental construct of this. I always go back to thinking about this. I think my head's starting to flatten out again...
I love myself
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Sunday
Trunk Show 12/12
FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE
Contact: Steph Calvert
Long Beach Craft Mafia & Hearts and Laserbeams
Phone: 714-655-5272
Email: heartsandlaserbeams@gmail.com
Store Contact: Jennifer Hill
Songbird – Location of Trunk Show
Phone: 562-439-4444 (store) 562-212-2256 (cell)
Email: thehillhut@verizon.net
Store Contact: Shea Gauer
Open – Location of Free Craft Workshops
Phone: 562-499-OPEN
Email: open@thestoryofopen.com
4TH STREET HOSTS FIRST LONG BEACH CRAFT MAFIA TRUNK SHOW
10 indie crafters come together to fill all your holiday shopping needs.
Long Beach, CA, USA – November 15, 2009 – Long Beach Craft Mafia will set up temporary shop at gift shops Songbird and Open for their first group trunk show on Saturday, December 12, 2009. The all-day affair will take place from 10:30am – 7pm, and will feature a raffle, free workshops, bake sale, and a truly unique assortment of handmade items by some of the best indie crafters Long Beach has to offer.
This location is the perfect fit for the group - “Songbird is a gift store that has something for everyone -- it is ‘cheep’ and cheerful, with bright colors and fun, quirky gifts for all,” Jennifer Hill (owner of Songbird) says, “I love the entire craft movement, and get inspired by being around other crafty and creative people.”
The holiday gift boutique will be set up at Songbird, at the corner of Junipero and 4th. You can pick up presents for everyone on your list, including hand-stitched felt dinosaurs and cacti by Lexi Lee of Little Bit, fashion items by Marc Anthony Coronado of Ain Soph Aur, upcycled and laminated map wallets by Kelso of Kelso Doesnt Dance, funky one of a kind jewelry by Jen of RadCo and Nicole Montoya, crayon sculptures and food-themed hats by Tamara Zielinski of CrayonFawn (as recently seen on Entertainment Tonight!) and much, much more. The emphasis is on handmade items you can’t find at the mall, presented by the artisans that created these original pieces.
“Retro Row is THE Long Beach destination for independent and innovative design,” shares Liz Abbot of Leatherette Heart (www.leatheretteheart.etsy.com),” a lot of us have merch in stores there. It’s totally fitting that the Long Beach Craft Mafia bust out their first trunk show in this area. I know when I get my shop on, it’s on 4th Street.”
When you’ve finished shopping the boutique at Songbird, picked up a delicious snack from new member Janice Sprenger at the bake sale there and entered to win the raffle prize (a free gift basket full of goodies from Long Beach Craft Mafia members), take a short walk down 4th Street to Open for some hands-on workshops. The free classes will be held from 12-4pm, and will include quickie fun crafts for all ages. New member Klai Brown’s paper fan workshop and founding member Steph Calvert of Hearts and Laserbeams’ papercrafted greeting cards are sure to be a hit with all experience levels, including eager kids and unsure adults looking to get their crafting feet wet.
“I’ve been a Long Beach Craft Mafia member since early 2007,” Steph Calvert of Hearts and Laserbeams (www.heartsandlaserbeams.com) says, “and I feel like our group has really grown by leaps and bounds in the past few months. We’re reaching out to the community through our monthly get-togethers, and folks have responded really positively. With our trunk show and crafty workshop extravaganza on December 12th, we’re all just really excited to help bring the indie craft scene into the spotlight and to encourage folks to buy handmade this (and every) holiday season.”
The first Craft Mafia (www.craftmafia.com) was founded in 2003 by nine crafty buisness women in Austin, Texas. The group originally came together through a shared love for craft, DIY ethics and mutual respect. As the Craft Mafia developed it became a forum for networking, promotion and shared ideas. Since it's development in Austin, other Mafias have popped up accross the globe. The Long Beach Craft Mafia is a southern California chapter of the world-wide Craft Mafia group. The local chapter exists as a marketing and networking tool for local independant arts and crafts businesses. Membership provides opportunities for growing members' individual businesses through participating in craft shows, hosting events for the community, and sharing information about arts and craft techniques as well as successfully running a do-it yourself style business.
The Long Beach Craft Mafia holiday trunk show takes place on Saturday, December 12, 2009. The bake sale, raffle and holiday shopping will take place from 10:30am to 7pm at Songbird, at 2240 East 4th Street, Long Beach, CA 90814, and the free craft workshops will take place from noon to 4pm at Open, at 2226 East 4th Street, Long Beach, CA 90814.
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For more information on the Long Beach Craft Mafia and its members: www.longbeachcraftmafia.com
Contact: longbeachcraftmafia@gmail.com
Phone: 714-655-5272
Friday
Peaches_______Trick or treat
Yeah! I can't believe this is her 7th music video for this album (I Feel Cream), just 2 weeks after her last official video. She amazes me.
Thursday
Wednesday
Tuesday
alexis n me
Here's a rainbow in the face! This is for Prop 8!
We were having a quiet little tea party and then these doggies started getting all rowdy, so we had to put them in check.
Get the fuck out of our way!!! We need to deliver these ice creams right away!
I like our hair color in this one. I believe Annie Leibovitz shot this campaign for us; I love how she brings out the sparkle in our eyes.
Okay, I know this one looks a little weird; we were just taking a nice warm bubble bath in our tricked out bachelor pad when these fucking bunnies decided to teleport this thing to the North Pole! Luckily we had some towels handy. Geez, is it fucking cold there!
This was for Nimeesha's birthday! This giraffe and horse were really wild and we held on for our lives.
Here we are as Alice in Wonderland; these little birdies wanted to get drunk, so we made them crump on the table.
Sunday
Breaking the 4th wall and peering beyond the 5th
Life is art. Being alive is art. We are ourselves, acts of creation.
Do you ever think about the fact that we are flying through space and time on a tiny little planet, in the outer arm of the Milky Way, amongst the countless Stars & Galaxies in the Universe? Such trivial things we worry about on a day-to-day basis. Yes, they seem like completely valid things to worry about but what lies beyond these needs and worries? What lies outside of our understanding of reality?
Life will find a way to carry on; if not in its current form, then in a new way.
Saturday
Tuesday
Grace Jones vs. Eiko Ishioka
Grace Jones recently preformed in New York a few months ago with a full show's worth of costumes designed by Eiko Ishioka (costume designer for Dracula, The Cell; directed the video for Bjork's Cocoon). This is space-age shamanism at it's best. Check out Music Slut for an extensive look at all the wonderful costumes through photos and Frieze Magazine for some video clips of the spectacle.
Monday
sick as a fucking horse
I'm getting sick again and I have so much shit to do. I was suppossed to start working today on creating stuff but It feels like a horse is sitting on me......somebody shoot me.
Saturday
baftermath
So I got back from DesignerCon, last night. I had one hour of sleep and was there for approximately 8 hours. I didn't sell anything but it's okay; It was the vinyl toy crowd and I don't have vinyl toys (Plus I only had 3 items, so that didn't help). I had a lot of fun though and learned a lot. I did receive a gift. The Designer from Bored Inc. gave me a free toilet paper cozy at the end of the day; I kept bringing people to her booth all day 'cause her products are SO FUCKING CUTE. Check it out, bitch www.boredinc.net. I'm pooped.


God, I look stoned (that's 'cause I was).
Friday
Join Me Tomorrow @ DesignerCon in Pasadena
Join me tomorrow (Saturday). I'll be there, along with my friends from The Long Beach Craft Mafia. I'll be selling a few select fashion items, a couple of abstract photo prints, and small paintings of lady papa and her kooky family. It's $5 to get in and FREE for children 12 and under. Come on out! Check out the DesignerCon website for more info.
*Marc*
Office people can suck my fat dick
dumbfuck: you didn't get our package in the mail, in October?
Me: Nooooooo....
dumbfuck: Ok, well are you still at xxxx Plymouth Ave?
Me: No, I've NEVER lived there, that's probably WHY I haven't received anything.
dumbfuck: Ok, well what's your new address?
Me: The ONLY address I've had living here is....
IT'S NOT A NEW ADDRESS, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! I'VE LIVED HERE THE WHOLE FUCKING TIME, YOU FUCKING STUPID FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT. NOW GIVE ME MY MOTHERFUCKING MONEY, BEFORE I SHOOT YOU IN YOUR FUCKING FACE.
Thanks.
Wednesday
mcshit
I rode my bike through the industrial area near my apartment on Sunday and took these gritty ass pictures. I love the lighting here; it's inspiring and actually a little scary...even for me.




New MM Video
New Marilyn Manson Video. Pretty violent but I love it. Don't watch, if you don't wanna see girls getting beaten and killed. Watch, if you wanna see girls getting beaten and killed.
Tuesday
liquid landscapes
Kimber Berry is really inspiring me right now. I have been on a similar wavelength lately, visually. the only difference is she acted on it. Well, actually she's been doing this kind of work for years so it's only a coincidence That I've had these images and colours in my mind lately. Check these images out then check out her website www.kimberberry.com
two frayed sides of the rope
Saturday
How To Disappear and Fiction Tape

Also, check out Marilyn's awesomely well written and photographed (of course!) Music, Art, and Travel blog: www.fictiontape.com
Sorry about the lame quality of the photos, I am blogging from my phone, after all. If you don't like it, buy me this awesome camera.
Friday
Thursday
Tuesday
Enter Galactic (Love Connection Pt. 1)
ok. you say you’ve never done this before and thats cool and all but i want
you to try this with me. its cool, dont worry.”
get ready
pop it,
lets go
enter galactic you and me
enter galactic you and me
get ready
pop it, lets go
enter galactic you and me
i once use
to dream of peace
until i found you
once upon a time baby
i once use to dream so sweet
until i had a taste of you
once upon a time baby
reaching out to outer space dancing to awesome sounds
this all new to you
im reaching out to hold you close so i dont slip away
explore a new approach
a whole new free id say
get ready
pop it, lets go
enter galactic you and me
enter galactic you and me
get ready
pop it, lets go
enter galactic you and me
get ready pop it, lets go
enter galactic you and me
enter galactic you and me
get ready
pop it, lets go
enter galactic you and me
i know its easy to imagine
but its easier to just “do”
if you cant “do” what you imagine
then what is imagination to you?
just a waste of space in your brain
to take the place of hate
or things all the same
tell me your secrets
the things that make you tick
i like when you talk
because your voice is angelesque
this will mark the day
our minds and souls will connect
lets not forget the sex
my heart you can collect
now
now
now my heart you can collect
now
now
now my heart you can collect
now
now
enter galactic you and me
Sunday
Ask For Answers
Time to pass you to the test.
Hanging on my lover's breath.
Always coming second best.
Pictures of my lover's chest.
Get through this night, there are no second chances.
This time I might.
To ask the sea for answers.
Always falling to the floor, softer than it was before.
Dog boy - media whore, it's who the hell you take me for.
Give up this fight, there are no second chances.
This time I might.
To ask the sea for answers.
These bonds are shackle free, wrapped in lust and lunacy.
Tiny touch of jealousy, these bonds are shackle free.
Get through this night, there are no second chances.
This time I might.
To ask the sea for answers.
These bonds are shackle free
These bonds are shackle free
These bonds are shackle free
These bonds are shackle free
Get through this, there are no second chances.
This time. To ask the sea for answers.
Saturday
Forever
Infinity stretches on limitlessly
countless days pass by immeasurably
Anniversaries gutter in the maelstrom
whorling a snowstorm of lustrous millennium
We couldn't stay together
this couldn't last forever
Senses dissolve into soliloquies
flooding ascent in synchronicity
But we couldn't stay together
I knew this wouldn't last forever
Forever just one more tie then never
this is the last string to sever
On and on yes it goes on and on
I could stay wherever
I would last forever
Forever just one more tie then never
this is the last string to sever
forever never forever
This is the last string to sever
I have lost you for ever and ever
Thursday
Beans___Papercut
I love this song and video. Totally just remembered about this.
Saw the new Britney video I posted below....is there a connection between gay men and female strippers? hmmm...
Wednesday
Hate the sin, love the sinner
I was gonna post something about being stressed out but instead I leave you with...okay, well I guess it's just for me...
Oh thou that bowest thy ecstatic face
thy perfect sorrows are the world's to keep
Wherefore onto thy knee
come weep
with a prayer
Oh thou that bowest thy ecstatic face
thy perfect sorrows are the world's to keep
Wherefore onto thy knee
come weep
with a prayer
Mother Heroic
Mother Glorious
Beholding in thy eye
immortal tears
Oh thou that bowest thy ecstatic face
Oh...
Oh thou that bowest thy ecstatic face
thy perfect sorrows are the world's to keep
Wherefore onto thy knee
come weep
with a prayer
Oh thou that bowest thy ecstatic face
thy perfect sorrows are the world's to keep
Wherefore onto thy knee
come weep
with a prayer
Mother Heroic
Mother Glorious
Beholding in thy eye
immortal tears
Oh thou that bowest thy ecstatic face
Oh...
Monday
Sunday
needles in a haystack
This one was a real doozy. Me and my fiance were hanging out with some people and somehow we all got split into groups and I ended up alone. It was dark and I somehow ended up in a hotel and I had a room; how I acquired it is a mystery to me (much like the whole of this dream). In my frustration, I was trying to get a hold of my fiance but every time I called him on my cellphone I was either half asleep or the connection was weird and he sounded all muffled; I somehow learned that he was at home; I was confused.
I was just hanging out in my cool hotel room when i heard some weird shit going on outside (Think I was pretty high up) There were people with guns pointing them up at the hotel windows. My perspective changed and I could see everyone in their hotel rooms (all walls and everything turned to glass, it was pretty beautiful) and some were closing their blinds and curtains and I followed suit. I then proceeded to turn off the lights in my room and the television set, as to not attract any attention to myself. Now there were television stations outside and a big ruckus was going on. The hotel manager went on a megaphone ( I think he was standing outside with the terrorists). He was telling everyone in the hotel not to pay any attention to them. He said by not paying attention to them, they would eventually just disappear.
So I try to terrorist-proof my hotel room and find that it is beautifully designed...lots of pieces that can become detached...not very terrorist-proof though, I suppose. So I go on living my life (I guess I live here now)...I remember something about standing on someones toilet...hmmm...don't know what became of that. The strangest thing about this place was the light; it was almost pitch black at times but I could manage to see somehow, other times it was dusk-like.
I'm walking down the hallway, on one of the floors and all of a sudden the criminals are there and they try to pin me down and stick me with needles and I think I escaped but I don't know what happened after this, I can't remember. I hope it ended well!? Maybe I just woke up.
Fuck, I want to see the fucking Hello Kitty Exhibition!
rRrRrrrRrrRrrruUuuuUuUuufFffFFffFFFfff!
I was just hanging out in my cool hotel room when i heard some weird shit going on outside (Think I was pretty high up) There were people with guns pointing them up at the hotel windows. My perspective changed and I could see everyone in their hotel rooms (all walls and everything turned to glass, it was pretty beautiful) and some were closing their blinds and curtains and I followed suit. I then proceeded to turn off the lights in my room and the television set, as to not attract any attention to myself. Now there were television stations outside and a big ruckus was going on. The hotel manager went on a megaphone ( I think he was standing outside with the terrorists). He was telling everyone in the hotel not to pay any attention to them. He said by not paying attention to them, they would eventually just disappear.
So I try to terrorist-proof my hotel room and find that it is beautifully designed...lots of pieces that can become detached...not very terrorist-proof though, I suppose. So I go on living my life (I guess I live here now)...I remember something about standing on someones toilet...hmmm...don't know what became of that. The strangest thing about this place was the light; it was almost pitch black at times but I could manage to see somehow, other times it was dusk-like.
I'm walking down the hallway, on one of the floors and all of a sudden the criminals are there and they try to pin me down and stick me with needles and I think I escaped but I don't know what happened after this, I can't remember. I hope it ended well!? Maybe I just woke up.
Fuck, I want to see the fucking Hello Kitty Exhibition!
rRrRrrrRrrRrrruUuuuUuUuufFffFFffFFFfff!
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