ode to flakes

I'm not a fan of human flakes, but Cadbury Flakes are a whole different scoop.

my night at the Symphony

I had a dream for a long time that I wanted to sing with an orchestra, to be on the stage in some sort of a dressy number, singing all the songs from characters I love. I've lost it for awhile- but I want to get that goal back again. Tonight it was Audra McDonald on that stage, and it was one of the most incredible experiences for me to sit and listen to her, watch her commit with each moment, singing from deep in her soul. As soon as she opened her mouth, my tears came out. They kept coming and coming, tears flowing for admiration, inspiration and love for something that I don't do enough- hardly at all for the last 5 years or so. Ugh that makes me sad.
Song after song, it intensified.... sometimes I feel really embarrassed about how deep my emotions are- I am not good at hiding how I feel at all. But you know what? It's me! I'm not a faker and I'm not gonna change. Screw that! It's my heart coming through, and I am so glad I have one that feels unabashedly. I believe that when you sing, your soul is speaking- and sometimes, our souls need to be heard! I just can't describe enough what this meant to me. I am so moved by the 2 hours I got to share in her world tonight. I want to keep my dreams alive, really work on stifling the horrible doubts and self consciousness, and just sing!

the scene is set...

Make out!

burrito time

Pancho's es muy yummy

420 in the polksac: a celebratory herbiness in the air

polk street is buzzin & the clouds are feelin the vibe

me me meee day!

me.now.... happiness

Just nature. That's really all I needed.

Damn. I love Sonoma County. Bay Hill Road is my favorite ... Cows, sheep and all you hear is the wind & birds hitching a glide on it. Just what the soul needs.

i wish i could've napped

The view from the 101(bus & freeway), beautiful despite the narration by the crazy man mumbling incessantly behind me.

Stellaaaaaaaaaaaa!! I'm callin' you out!

For Cathy & Marce... just want to do what i can to help!
I can't wait til she's popped out and we can all teach her about the world. I hope she comes soon! Congratulations you guys- you're gonna be just great, she is a lucky kid. ♥

toothy grin and a bleeding heart

At first glance, you may look at this picture and say, "oh look at the happy mailbox man with a big grin and heart, aww so sweet."

In reality, I believe this mailbox man to be crazy. His heart is bleeding & he has a leaky eye. It also appears that his neck is severed and this really freaks me out. He is a drueler. eww. Mister Postal lives on Geary Street- right in the Tenderloin, so you can avoid him if you're scared.
"Oh Nicki", you may be saying to yourself, "you really need to shut down that imagination of yours regarding inanimate objects."
Perhaps I should. I'm only trying to raise awareness for the rest of the world about dangerous immovable and deceptively non threatening objects! I do it for you.
There is something else you should know: this mental metal postal box guy emanates a very strong urine scent, so I bet you would agree with me completely: He is insane and possibly a zombie. I will say that he is in the right place to be a crazy, big grinned, maniacal mailbox dude. So good for him on that! This may be just the place for him to cackle wickedly as you pass by, peeing himself because that's all he can do, stuck there on an increasingly stinky corner.
He will try to get into your soul! He sees all and knows all and he will taunt your dreams!

i'm grumpy but it's pretty

TL sunrise