This is a very old blog, it's like time travel without the motion sickness (did the Dr. ever get motion sickness in the tardis?) Note - There are some real gems in here like the Tenderloin song and the conversation with the lady at the market.
Another Church related photo
--Ontario Emperor
Here's part of the story from that day:
August 20th, 12 Galaxies, the Chruch lads are scheduled to turn up to discuss their participation in the movie Shriek. After the Q&A's the organizers hold several raffles for things like books, CDs, posters, etc. I won a science fiction short stories book (way cool) and Kate won the poster. She was very excited and headed over towards SK for some Q&A of her own.
(K8) Did you paint this?
(SK) Yes
(K8) Who's this? (pointing at Tim)
(SK) That's Tim
(K8) Why did you paint his hair like that? (pointing to Tim's depiction)
(SK) Because his hair was long at the time.
(K8) Who's this? (pointing at Peter)
(SK) That's Peter
(K8) ...and this is Marty, right? Why did you paint him smiling?
(SK) I dunno, I just did
It was a 2 minute quick fire question and answer episode and although it may read like it SK wasn't being a smart ass about any of it.
Wednesday August 10, 2005
The scene so far:
Good friend and co-producer Steve Keller passed away on July 16th already miss him terribly, I have the picture that was taken in the control booth and have it up at work, helps tons. The blogs have gong by the wayside as predicted, but I did begin a myspace.com/ceemoon profile, gods, will this continuous signing up for online profiles, blogs, journals ever end? Probably not! Maui was incredible as time was spent snorkeling, kayaking, swimming, boating and yes eating and drinking as well. Interesting fact was that we crashed every night around 9PM and were up and buzzing around by 7 in the morning, nuts but loads of fun. Going back for certain! Going in for oral surgery on Monday the 15, good gods! Spent the 4th of July with Joy and John, had a great time hitting the wineries in Napa, Cosentino became a favorite. Went to the Renaissance Faire in Novato on the 7th of August and it was great fun, shared the experience with Kate and Sean. Going to the second annual (how sweet) Golden Gate Park Renaissance Faire on Sunday August 27. Saw Searching for the Wrong Eyed Jesus, Fantastic Four, Willie Wonka, Finding Neverland, Secret Window –hey I had a Johnny Depp festival without meaning to. Working with Shocko on getting more folx to register for myspace.com/thedevlins. Began shooting Sound Check for Newsroom. Lane finally taped some songs for On the Tip Of My Tongue and he brought James Nash along for good measure, it was a great show! We’re painting the bedroom during Labor Day weekend, oh and the bathroom too! We’ll be in Carmel by the Sea in October.
Tuesday May 10, 2005
Happy Mother's Day to all the Mexican mom's! May 10th is Mother's Day in Mexico!
The scene so far:
Been in a car wreck (first and last time, y’hear?), moved to digs in Laurel Heights which means better weather but less economical places to eat, started 2 blogs when I swore up and down I wouldn’t, become addicted to LOST and Battlestar Galactica, loved the Motorcycle Diaries, saw Trisha move back to San Francisco and into my building, broke my toe (first and last broken bone, y’hear?), going to Maui, had a blast with The Devlins, had Austin Willacy on my show, along with The Sort Outs, Lisa Mandelstein and I’m working on Lane. Cut my hair and dyed it way too dark – Kim isn’t sure how to proceed! Saw Ozomatli, Stereophonics but never made it to any of Hickman’s shows. Went to Park Chalet and will be going to Sociale soon. Still going to the chiropractor and will be filing the claim with the city this month. Will begin shooting San Francisco Spotlight in June, may work with Katherine’s friend Nora for a news segment. Marty is in Spain, still touring with the Saints, to date their only U.S. dates are 3 gigs in New York and no, I am not going. There is talk of a trip to Las Vegas in October with Rene and Iris. Going to see Kingdom of Heaven on Monday, and Star Wars I’m not sure when, after Maui? In Maui? Almost got to interview Ingram Hill but their bus broke down and were going to be 2 hours late, we bailed. Going to the gym and doing my best to get back to 5 times a week, c’mon toe, let’s speed up the healing!
Wednesday July 23, 2003
So far this summer: I won a pair of birkenstocks, I went to a Giants vs A's game, I found out that POWER13 broke up, I saw Finding Nemo and Pirates of the Caribbean, my parents came up from L.A. for a visit, I wrote up 2 reviews for Newspapertaxi.net, I sent some cd's to Liam and Fiachna via my friend Beth, I applied for a new job, I've crewed on about 4 shows at the station, I discovered I like champagne with mango juice, I got a haircut, I filmed a memorial service for a friend of Steve's, I sent some black and white musee mechanique photos to Colin, I sent an email to Dave from the Sun's and he's sending me their ep, I got the first issue of Loop from my friend Clare, Rafael is working at ClubOne, Shonna got a job, Melissa is working in Chicago and talking a lot of golf, Trisha has a wolf spider in her apartment, Lisa went to the desert, I met Julie and Barabara during the chat with Liam, I went to Chapeau! and to Clementine wth my sweetie Rafael, we took Joy and Johnny to Eldo's where the wait staff amused all by crashing into each other, I read the first Harry Potter book, I made several healing pouches, I found another dragon at the Haight Street faire.
Monday June 16th, 2003
So whilst on camera 2 at the studio, producer Steve (who was directing producer Barbara's show says "OK camera 1 check your framing because we have the guest's boob in the shot." Camera 3, a lesbian activist (so they tell me) immediately piped in and said, "You don't have to call it that!"
Steve "What do you want me to say?"
Camera 3 "You can say breast."
Camera 1 "Well, I can say 'beeeeyotch' but it still means 'bitch'!"
Oh man, I had to suppress the laughter because we were taping but when I went home and told Rafael, I laughed for nearly 5 minutes! Ahhh, the good times!
Wednesday March 19, 2003
So before Yoga class Rafael and I decide to run down to Ocean Beach and dip our jewelry into the freezing water for purification purposes. This was on Monday night. The wind was blowing like mad, it was amazingly cold and the tide was out so we had to run, and run, and run to the edge of the sea! At one point the wind blew R's cap off of his head so he was running in the opposite direction for awhile, I tried to keep up with him but I was laughing too hard and screaming "get it! get it!" while the wind howled around me! Finally, facing West we made it to the water, all of this foam was being launched from the waves and tips of water streamed across the dark sand, it was surreal to say the least! The man that makes the mazes in the sand had been there earlier and we stumbled upon his swirls. Before we left and after I yelled for the blessings from Goddess and God (and my Dragon Dawn), we walked the maze of light and dark.
Despite the still howling wind and coldness of the night, I felt this comforting warmth take hold of me. Yoga was good that night.
Monday March 17, 2003
I'm not commenting on the war, ok? I'm just not. It's the same situation where I don't comment on bands I don't like, waste of energy, waste of cyberspace. That said, hope everyone has gone out and bought their electrical tape, or is it masking tape?
One of the things I enjoy about San Francisco is the diversity. Really and truly! Yesterday, I headed out on the 31 Balboa to 6th Avenue and walked up to Clement Street. Sixth and Clement put you in the heart of little Chinatown, the main Chinatown being sandwiched in between the Financial District (check out the panoramas!) and North Beach. It was sunny, breezy and people were out in force.
I knew I wanted to stock up on incense and I always go to Kamei for that purpose. Kamei is this little store packed to the ceiling with almost anything you can think of, using every corner of space to display items as diverse as origami paper to toe nail clippers, rice cookers to those hand held sparklers we'd burn on the fourth of July. Kamei is the whole world wrapped up in one little vending space...or so I thought! A few blocks down I turned into a similar store but perhaps double the size as Kamei. They had Chinese pop songs blasting through their speakers and the displays of merchandise was indeed a visual assault. I was immeidately surrounded by Chinese good luck plants, hanging lanterns and those ceramic good luck cats that you see at the doors of almost every Chinese restaurant. But get this, these ceramic cats were electric and their paws went up and down!! I stood there chucklng simply charmed by uniqueness of it all.
I found the same incense I had just purchased but it was 80 cents more expensive, I did end up buying a bread loaf tin ($2) so I can make Irish Brown Bread and a pocket journal (also $2) that I'm using as my dream log. They had some crystals but they were over priced. Still in sheer mass and quantity this place, which is called Household "something" has Kamei beat hands down. Yet, Kamei is a better organized and provides a quieter, more tranquil experience.
Happy Autumnal Equinox!
I think this was the only time we have ever gone to the Ren Faire with more than 4 people. It was a riot. It was the first time for Ryan and Cedar, maybe Eric's too. Most of the garb Cedar and Ryan have on was leant to them by my husband Rafael. Doreen made her costume because she is a goddess seamstress! She also made Jason's centaur costume.
Left to right, top row: Eric, Rafael, Ryan, Jason. Bottom row: Cameron, Me, Doreen and Cedar.
Wednesday September 11, 2002
Suggestions regarding things to do this week:
Hold your loved ones close
Call your Mom and Dad (on the phone or through your heart)
Call on your goddesses, gods, spirit guides, ancestors, runners, angels, or whatever you call your higher powers and ask them to stay close
Chant over and over: Only good shall come from me, only good shall come to me
Donate blood, clothing, food, time
Smile
Be nice to people on the bus
Give thanks for your fingers and toes
Take a deep breath
This is when I was young and full of grace...ok, ok so I took those words from REM, if you notice that's an REM poster in the background, oh wait no, you can't see it, but TRUST me there is an REM poster behind me in this picture, PLUS I'm wearing an REM t-shirt as well. I had severe REM damage back then...practice, practice makes perfect, perfect is a fault and fault lines change...me taking a picture of me taking a picture of me...you get the idea...
January 14th, 2002 This little gem is from one of my truly inspired friends:
"your subject line reminds me of an inane little poem a friend and I used to repeat endlessly while taking a mental vacation."
Tuesday, October 16,2001
Stalker for Jesus
Listen, it’s fine to have a set of religious beliefs. It’s fine to honor your god/goddess in any way that you feel like it. It’s fine to chose not to participate in the decadence of the world and to call those of us who drink, smoke, curse occasionally and have sex for fun sinners. I may even let you get away with giving me a pamphlet hot off your Jesus presses.
However
It’s not fine to continue to pelt me with salvation!
Have no fear, if I want more information from your sect I will ask for it. My silence indicates my disinterest. This goes pretty much for anything unsolicited.
My stalker for Jesus is Cesar. He gives me Jehovah’s Witness newsletters (in Spanish) on a regular basis and, apparently, is on a mission to see me saved.
But what if I don’t want to hang with the JW’s? What if I want celebrate Halloween, Birthdays and New Year’s? What if I want a Doctor to administer antibiotics if I’m exposed to anthrax? Do I go the hell for that?
Let’s not even talk about how there should be different levels of hell and how you should be assigned to the appropriate hellish eternity depending upon your sins. I mean really, I am not spending eternity with Osama (& Bert) or Hitler, but I wouldn’t mind hanging out with Janis, Jimmy and Jerry. IF they’re even in hell.
So yes, my point is: have your beliefs but don’t shove them down my throat because chances are I’m going to react very negatively towards you and your organized religion.
For those of you who know me, when this is all over, I’ll be in hell, over there at the bar, mixing the drinks…only, where the hell are we going to get the ice? Hell indeed.
Sung to the tune of Old Macdonald Had a Farm:
I LIVE IN THE TENDERLOIN
RUN Y'ALL, RUN Y'ALL, RUN
AND IN THE LOIN WE HAVE SOME CRACK HOS
RUN Y'ALL, RUN Y'ALL, RUN
WITH A CRACK HO HERE
AND A CRACK HO THERE
HERE A CRACK
THERE A HO
EVERY WHERE A CRACK HO
I LIVE IN THE TENDERLOIN
RUN Y'ALL, RUN Y'ALL, RUN
AND IN THE LOIN WE HAVE SOME PEEP SHOWS
RUN Y'ALL, RUN Y'ALL, RUN
WITH A PEEP SHOW HERE
AND A PEEP SHOW THERE
HERE A PEEP
THERE A SHOW
EVERY WHERE A PEEP SHOW
I LIVE IN THE TENDERLOIN
RUN Y'ALL, RUN Y'ALL, RUN
AND IN THE LOIN WE HAVE SOME CRAZY BASTARDS
RUN Y'ALL, RUN Y'ALL, RUN
WITH A CRAZY BASTARD HERE
AND A CRAZY BASTARD THERE
HERE A CRAZY
THERE A BASTARD
EVERY WHERE A CRAZY BASTARD
RUN Y'AAAAAAAAAAALL
RUN Y'AAAAAAAAAAALL
RUUUUUUUUNNNNNNN!
(RUN, WILLIE, RUN!)
July 28, 2001
I'm going to see Shitty Shitty Band Band tonight with Trisha and Michael. Location? Bottom of the Hill, so come on down!
This week I made friends with a woman at the market. There was this wacky homeless man in line pretending to talk into a cell phone shouting "I don't care what Allioto has to say. I'm sick of her shit!" wow! I caught this woman's eye and she told me that she only wanted to get some food for her mother, that she had worked all day and had a headache, the last thing she wanted to do was listen to someone going on about Allioto! I told her to simply focus on the food she was going to cook and that there were only a couple of more people in front of her, chant "...clear blue ocean, clear blue ocean..." She turns to me and says:
"You must be very grounded."
Me: "Actually, I'm on the edge like you!"
She: "Oh, I see faking it until you make it!"
Me: "Yup!"
She: (laughing) "You've cheered me up, thanks!"
Me: "No problem."
She: "I have a blind date tonight."
Me: (uhhhhhh) "Really? Good."
She: "I have no expectations."
Me: "Well then you have nothing to lose."
I love you San Francisco!
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