Showing posts with label France. Show all posts
Showing posts with label France. Show all posts

Saturday, August 04, 2012

Dear Mr. President

August 01st, 2012

Dear Mr. President,

It's a funny (as in weird) time right now, don't you think? All this insanity with your upcoming election (I am confident in your abilities as you can see) and the world is all a stage (as Shakespeare once said) set with chessmen. In the end it's kind of like that, a political checkmate with more than a chessboard at stake. Of course chess players don't usually play for keeps.

Mr. President, I am going to be honest, I'm not sure why I am writing you. My previous letter (before I was married I sent you a glittery Paris themed card) had a point. I wanted to tell you how much I supported you. I still support you (and not just because you were the first president I got to vote for). But this wasn't really going to be about that.

We're moving, not just as a country. Moving towards something ill-defined and frightening. I'm afraid, sir. Afraid that we're moving not for the better. We (the collective "we") have grown so lazy, prejudiced, paranoid and irrational. I feel like I'm trapped in the collective body of a rabid dog. I resist, but get pulled in again. It seems insane because it is.

Frankly, Mr. President, I could care less about your religious beliefs. The constitution (last I checked) said nothing about religion. I care that you have morals; compassion, honesty, etc. I don't care if you were born overseas or not (not that I believe you were, but I hear this ALL the time at work) because you were born to American citizens so it wouldn't matter anyway.

What I care about is you visiting the Colorado victims. I care about you paying the same amount of taxes I do. I care about you donating your Nobel Peace prize money. I care about you fighting for equal pay for equal work.

I care about you standing up for GLBTQ rights. I care about those things, Mr. President. I don't care if you worship Buddha or Krishna or Zeus for that matter. I do care if you use your power for good rather than "evil." Be Luke not Vader (well at the beginning Vader, you can be Vader overthrowing the Emperor. Huh, the Emperor could be Romney or big business and you could be Vader throwing them over the railing... Somehow I don't think I'll be getting a job creating your ads any time soon).

I'm sorry I ramble so, Mr. President.

I'm sorry I don't have more money. I want to donate. I want to have a chance to have dinner with you. I want to be more than one voice, but it's very hard being an adult, don't you agree?

I want so many things! I want my freedom. I want my health. I want my liberty and to pursue my happiness. I want to be a part of this so-called "Great Nation."

In truth, I just want to be happy. I want more than what I've been told I should want.

I hope I haven't bored you to tears, sir. I hope you and yours are doing well. I hope you continue the good fight, even if letters from supporters stop coming. Even if it looks bleak. There are people, like me, who can't afford Mr. Romney, sir. Especially those who think he is a good option.

Please beat him. Please continue to be the kind and wonderful human being you are. And please say a prayer (if you believe in that, I don't really anymore) for me.

In all sincerity and with great respect,
Sarai Smith
(formerly, Sarai Lillie)

Friday, December 16, 2011

Under the Sea

"I once received a bra...with 'I Love John' embroidered on it. I thought it was pretty original. I didn't keep it, mind you - it didn't fit." ~ John Lennon

"Jeweler you've failed!" - John Lennon

"When you're drowning, you don't say 'I would be incredibly pleased if someone would have the foresight to notice me drowning and come and help me,' you just scream." - John Lennon

"I am alive and well and unconcerned about the rumors of my death. But if I were dead, I would be the last to know." - Paul McCartney

"As far as I'm concerned, there won't be a Beatles reunion as long as John Lennon remains dead." - George Harrison

"I hope the fans will take up meditation instead of drugs." - Ringo Starr

"I think the French girls are fabulous." - Paul McCartney

“Life goes on within you and without you”

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Fairy Tales

As a child my favorite fairy tale was "The Little Mermaid". I had the Disney movie and it was my security blanket. I took that movie with me everywhere. I watched it all the time (My second favorite movie was "The Wizard of Oz", which should've been obvious from my "J-Rock Wizard of Oz" tribute) and had it memorized. I have a picture of me watching it with my father on the couch at my Memere's house. My mom even got me one of those tents. If you grew up in the 90's you know exactly what I'm talking about. Those plastic play tents that your mom or dad would set up in your room or the living room and you would play with your toys in there.

However, whilst I love "The Little Mermaid" (both the Disney movie and the Hans Christian Anderson story), I love a few other interesting fairy tales. Not all of them happy. So, here is my Top 5 Favorite Fairy Tales list. Just to be random! (Since "The Little Mermaid" is a given it will not appear on this list)

1. The 12 Dancing Princesses (Germany)
This story is kind of weird. Which would probably be part of the reason that I love it so much. The Twelve Dancing Princesses was originally published by the Brothers Grimm (unsurprising to be sure) and since then it has seen many different places and things. Including, Faerie Tale Theatre (Shelley Duvall!) and Barbie (ugh!).

The tale goes that a king becomes incredibly suspicious as to why his daughter's dancing shoes are always worn out every morning. Especially since they all sleep in the same room and their door is locked every night! They can't possibly be going out dancing! Or so he thinks. Of course, one can't blame him. He has to pay for new shoes for TWELVE DAUGHTERS every day... I'd be a little suspicious too.

He decides to give a reward to whomever can figure out what is happening to his daughters' shoes each night. A soldier arrives and decides he is going to try his luck. After meeting an old woman (who gives him an invisibility cloak and some good advice), he eventually discovers what is happening. I won't spoil it for you, but as the title suggests, it has to do with dancing girls.

If you are interested you can read the story here: http://www.eastoftheweb.com/short-stories/UBooks/TwelDanc.shtml
As far as I can tell it is the full story, at least as close to the version I have always read as I can get on the internet.

I always enjoyed this story just because I loved the idea of these princesses escaping their father for one night and dancing it away with handsome princes in an enchanted forest. Who wouldn't love to do that?!

2. Bluebeard (France)
"Bluebeard" was written by Charles Perrault, also known as Mother Goose. Bluebeard is not your typical fairy tale. It doesn't feature princesses or ghosts or anything like that. In fact, it is one of the most disturbing fairy tales I've ever had the pleasure of reading. And, something I didn't know before now, it may have been based on a couple of real people.

Bluebeard is NOT Prince Charming. No where near it in fact. He is described as hideously ugly because of his horrifically blue beard. Hence the name. At any rate, he has been married several times, but no one knows what has happened to his wives. (I'm sure you can see why that would be a little weird and somewhat frightening to any future wives) According to Monsieur Bluebeard, they all left him. But none of them returned to their families.

Eventually, after throwing many lavish parties, Bluebeard marries again. This young woman decides that under all that blue facial hair is a handsome and refined man that she wants to marry. And she does. After all, his beard isn't really all that blue. (<--- That is almost a verbatim quote from the story, just sayin')


So, this beautiful young woman moves into her husband's ridiculously huge house (I mean, the man has a key for every room, every closet, every cupboard, etc...) and is content with her lot. That is until the day her husband decides he has to go on a business trip. Because he knows that his new wife is young and because he knows she will miss him, he leaves her his keys and tells her to throw a huge party. To invite everyone she knows and have them stay with her for a few weeks while he is gone. His only stipulation is that she not open the little closet in the bottom floor of the house. He is even kind enough to show her the key that opens said forbidden closet. Of course she swears her loyalty to her husband by promising to not go anywhere near said forbidden room.


As soon as he is gone, she invites over everyone that she knows for a huge party. However, being a curious girl and a poor hostess, she quickly goes to the bottom floor of the house and opens the door to the little closet. What she finds there so startles her that she passes out, dropping the key. It is this little key that leads to her undoing.


Of course, you have to find a copy of the story to find out what happens, 'twould be a tragedy for me to spoil it.


3. The Girl with the Rose Red Slippers (Egypt)
I found this fairy tale not that long ago (about a year ago) while looking for stories from Egypt. This story is considered to be one of the first "Cinderella" stories every told.

A beautiful girl is bought as a slave. Except this owner is quite nice to her and somewhat indulges her, even giving her a pair of beautiful rose red slippers. One day, while she is bathing, an eagle comes out of nowhere and steals one of her rose red slippers (of which she was particularly fond) and makes off with it. The beautiful girl weeps bitterly over the loss, but resigns herself to it.

In the meantime the eagle (Horus' sacred bird) flies toward Memphis, (Egypt, not Tennessee) where Pharoah is currently. The bird swoops down over the courtyard and drops the slipper where Pharoah can see it. And, for some reason, because he thought the slipper was SO beautiful it MUST belong to a most beautiful woman. Which doesn't make much sense, because ugly girls like beautiful things too... Anyway, he determines to find said beautiful woman and issues a decree that they sure all of Egypt to find her.

For the rest of the story go to http://saraicrazyblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/few-interesting-bits.html (My previous blog post! :P)

4. The Old Hag's Long Leather Bag (Ireland)
This story never fails to amuse me. Partially because of the repetitive and exhaustive rhyming and the crazy. Mostly the crazy.

This story starts with a young widow who has all of her money stolen by an old woman passing herself off as a maid. Because of this the young woman and her three young daughters are forced to live hand to mouth for many years. When the time comes for the oldest of the three daughters to go out into the world she tells her mom to bake her a bannock (or at least that is what my version says, the version I found online definitely does not follow my story as closely) and send her on her way. Her mother asks if she will take a half of the bannock with her blessing or all of it without. Being greedy, the eldest daughter takes the whole without.

The oldest daughter goes into the world and meets up with an old woman. The old woman says she needs a maid and asks if the daughter will work for her. The daughter agrees and the old woman says, clean everything, but on your life do not look up the chimney (does that sound familiar?). The daughter promises. And for a few weeks she refrains from looking up the chimney. One day, however, while the old woman is out (playing bingo or attempting to cook Hansel and Gretel perhaps) the eldest daughter looks up the chimney. Inside she sees a long leather bag. She pulls it down and discovers her mother's entire fortune!

Well, obviously she takes off immediately with the long leather bag to go back to her mother and sisters. Along the way, however she meets many interesting things. Including a horse, a windmill, a goat, a sheep, a cow and a kiln.

Each one asks her for a favor and she refuses each time. When the old woman finally comes home and discovers her bag is gone she asks each animal/item the same question. The question goes like this (though not in the link I will give you, because as aforementioned they didn't follow my version):
"Horse of mine, have you seen this maid of mine? With my tig, with my tag, with my long leather bag and all the gold and silver I have earned since I was a maid?" And because the eldest daughter was not nice and helped out the Horse would reply with she went that way.

She eventually catches the girl (she is asleep inside the windmill) and she strikes her with her cane turning her into a stone (the old woman isn't called a hag for nothing!).

Cut to the second daughter. Its been a year, so obviously her sister must be doing well and she decides she is going out into the world too. She also takes the whole bannock without her mother's blessing and meets up with the old woman. She also promises not to look up the chimney and eventually does. She also discovers her mother's fortune and takes off with it. And, just like her older sister, she isn't kind to the things she meets along the way.

Because of this she, too, ends up turned into a stone inside of the windmill.

Its now been two years since the eldest daughter left and a year since the middle daughter left. Obviously this is a sign that they are doing so well that they don't have to write home. The youngest daughter decides to follow their idea by going out into the world. Except, she takes the half a bannock with her mother's blessing, unlike her two greedy sisters.

So, because she is obviously different from her sisters, when the time comes that she is running back home with her mother's fortune she naturally stops to help those along the way that ask for help.

When the old woman follows suit, she asks: "Horse of mine, have you seen this maid of mine? With my tig, with my tag, with my long leather bag and all the gold and silver I have earned since I was a maid?" and the horse basically says, "Do you think I have nothing better to do than to keep track of your maids?"

To find out what happens to the nice daughter and the two stones in the windmill you may follow this link: http://www.fantasy-web.com/kidskorner/bag.htm

5. Marya Morevna (Russia)
The story of Marya Morevna starts off with Prince Ivan. Prince Ivan has three beautiful sisters and he just inherited the kingdom of Russia. His sisters are, one by one, married off to some awesome shapeshifting princes and Ivan finds himself incredibly alone.

One day, while walking around on a battlefield, Ivan encounters the beautiful Warrior Princess Marya Morevna. He immediately falls in love with her and they get married. They live happily for a long time, but one day Marya decides that she must leave to fight someone or other and she makes Ivan promise not to go into a closet (or the upper turret, depending on which version you read. Also, doesn't that sound really familiar?). He promises, however, as soon as she is gone he totally opens it.

Inside he finds Koshchei the Deathless in chains, except Ivan doesn't know that. He just sees a withered old man who is begging for food and drink because Marya hasn't given him either in 10 years. Obviously, Ivan gives him water. Once Koshchei drinks up all the water he breaks his chains and vows to kidnap Marya. He takes off and poor Ivan realizes what an idiot he has been.

Not deterred by the creepy deathless dude that just escaped his wife's closet, Ivan vows to go after Marya and save her from Koshchei. On his journey to save his wife he decides to stop by and visit his three sisters as well. He explains to them and his brothers-in-law what has happened and each brother-in-law asks Ivan to leave something of his behind. Presumably to remember him by.

Anywho, eventually he finds Marya Morevna. He tells her that they should leave and that she should forgive him, though I wouldn't blame her if she didn't, since god only knows what Koshchei has been doing to her since he captured her.

However, Koshchei is not only Deathless, but he has a magical talk horse as well that stumbles when there is trouble. So Koshchei asks it what's going on? and the horse replies with one of my favorite lines in a story (partially because it is totally unnecessary and partially because it is ridiculous):

"It is possible to sow wheat, to wait 'til it grows up, to reap it and thresh it, to grind it to flour, to make five pies of it, to eat those pies, and then to start in pursuit - and even then to be in time."

So obviously, Koshchei catchs them. He tells Ivan that because he gave him water, he will spare him this time. He will even spare him the second time. However, if he attempts to rescue his wife a third time Koshchei will personally chop him into itty-bitty pieces.

Un-dettered by this threat. Ivan obviously rescues his wife again. The horse once again says something ridiculously impossible that they could do and still catch them and Koshchei once again says he will forgive Ivan. However, next time he will cut him up.

And again Ivan rescues Marya, so Koshchei chops him into little bits. Not only does he chop him into little bits though, Koshchei puts those bits into a barrel, covers the barrel with pitch and iron hoops and drops it in the middle of the ocean.

Now, as soon as that barrel falls into the ocean, the items Ivan left with his brothers-in-law turn black. Obviously this is a bad thing and the brothers-in-law set off to rescue their slightly derpy brother-in-law, Ivan.

The rest of the story can be found at http://www.horrormasters.com/Text/a3085.pdf

There you have it, my top 5 favorite fairy tales of all time. Expect more fairy tales sometime in the future, as I am a huge lover of fairy tales and fantasy. Nothing like a story where a little girl has her hands chopped off by her own father (which is apparently a parable about incest).

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Commander and Chief

Back in May I purchased some Parisian themed note cards which I sent to random people, for random reasons. One of those cards went to the President of the United States. I had no hopes for a response, I mean, it's the President! He is probably not even going to read my note. It probably will get tossed in the trash anyway, because it has glitter and a picture of the Eiffel Tower on it. After they test the glitter to make sure it is safe to dispose of it, of course.

Donnie and I are preparing for bed. It is 11:53pm and I have to be up early to work my second job. We have just turned out the lights when mon frere (my brother), Chris, knocks on the door.

"Come in," I say.

"So, when did you start corresponding with the White House?" says Chris.

I am thinking that Chris is playing some kind of joke and I am really tired.

"What are you talking about?" I ask.

"You have an official letter from the White House." He replies.

I sit up and tell him to turn on the light. As soon as the light is on he hands me the envelope and I see the words "The White House Washington, DC 20500" on the envelope, along with my name and address. I am addressed as "Ms."

I quickly open the envelope and read the following letter:

"Dear Sarai,

"Thank you for your kind note. Your thoughtful words join a chorus of millions of Americans who are eager to lead our Nation towards a brighter tomorrow.

"Each day, I am inspired by the encouraging messages of hope and determination I have received from people across the country. With the magnitude of challenges we face, we will only overcome them if our imagination is joined to common purpose.

"The future we leave to our children and grandchildren will be determined by our willingness to shoulder each other's burdens, take great risks, and move forward as one people and one Nation. With your help, we will build on what we have already achieved and lay a new foundation for real and lasting progress.

"Sincerely,
"Barack Obama"

I almost died! I received a letter back from Barack Obama, President of the United States! The only thing that could've been better would have been a phone call or meeting him in person, but I will settle for a letter!

Now, I just feel like I'm dreaming it all, except that I still have this white envelope addressed from the White House, with a watermarked sheet of paper with my name and the President's signature. I'm thinking I need to find a cool picture frame for this pronto!

Friday, June 17, 2011

Past Living

The idea of Reincarnation and Past lives is not knew in this world of crazy ideas. And, to be fair, out of all the crazy ideas it certainly isn't the craziest. Several high-profile religions follow the belief that we are reincarnated after death, including Hinduism and Buddhism. Even some Christians believe in Reincarnation, though the Bible clearly states: "And as it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment:" (Hebrews 9:27)

I like the idea of reincarnation because in some small way it is a piece of me living on. I like that idea, like anyone else I'm sure. We all want to live forever in some shape or form. So why not as another person or an animal? Or even as plants? I would love to be a weeping willow tree, I think. Or a red maple. They are both very beautiful trees. Or maybe a rose? I would want to be a white rose.

Going back to past lives though, many people believe that they were someone else in a past life. However, according to an article I read on MSNBC's website this is due to memory errors which creates "false memories". This is also attributed to a sense of deja vu, or the feeling of having been somewhere before. Also, it pointed out that most people only claim to have been famous people once. Past lives are never boring.

To be fair, who wants to say "I was a child who died of *insert any disease here* during the 1800's" (which was very common) or "I was a housewife who had three children and lived to the ripe old age of 82 before passing away in my sleep" or "I was a total nobody who never did anything exciting and died a boring/normal death" or even "I was a greyhound bus who couldn't go below 50mph (miles per hour) or I would blow up, along with Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock". Oh wait, that last one might be too exciting for a past life.

It is much more exciting to say "I was Sarah Winchester and I was so haunted by spirits that I built an ever changing house to escape and confuse them" or "I was Catherine de Medici and I was madly in love with my husband who never actually loved me back" or "I was Anne Boleyn and I didn't sleep with my brother, but lost my damn head anyway" or "I was the Eiffel Tower".

Personally, I can understand why people would want to be somebody famous in a past life. Everyone wants some kind of adventure. Why not say they were adventurous in a past life? Personally, I think it would have been nice to just be a young Jewish girl who got married to someone I truly loved and then had a few children who grew up and had children of their own. Doesn't that sound ideal to anyone else? No? Just me? Okay, well then, moving on.

Seriously though, I have thought about this quite a bit. I firmly believe in the supernatural so I guess it comes naturally (ha, pun) to believe in reincarnation or ghosts or that life goes on after we are gone. I mean, we all want to believe in something right? That is why we have heroes and gods/goddesses. So we have something we can turn to when times are rough. Reincarnation/Past Lives are kind of the same thing I guess.

If you were to have lived a past life who/what would you want to be? Would you want to be someone famous and exciting? As for me, I think I will stick to being a Weeping Willow or the Eiffel Tower.

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

il m'aime

I'd rather say nothing at all and pray, to whomever listens, that you accept me, than to say what I'm truly thinking right now and be rejected.

Is it unfair?
Is it wrong?

You said you loved me, once. That beautiful day, I couldn't say it back to you. You never said it again. Though I've said it a million times since then.

Is it hard?
Is it painful?

I thought I'd cried the last tears I was going to over you. But I keep thinking of the things you said, when you loved me. That beautiful day, I couldn't bring myself to say it back. I tried, but my throat closed and my eyes filled with tears. I showed you, the only way I knew how. I held you closer, I pulled up my walls. I didn't believe you then, though I wanted to. I wanted to hear you say that over and over until the end of time. I wanted to belong to you. I wanted to.

Do I regret it?
Should I try to forget it?

You come to me, in random moments. Random memories, glimpses of happier times. Times when we talked. Times when we hugged. Days I miss more than anything else.

Isn't it ridiculous how I still let you haunt me?
Isn't it sad that I wish you still loved me?

Did you ever truly love me? Was it for the best that you never said those words again? Can I forget the look on your face when I pressed my lips together? When I said "Yeah, right?" Can I ever forgive myself for that look on your face? Can I ever forget that you never said it again?

Isn't it tiresome how I keep coming back to this moment?
Isn't it bewildering how I never think of you, then you are suddenly all I remember?

All I keep thinking is that I am Scarlett O'Hara, standing on the stair landing, calling to you. Telling you I love you. Begging you to stay. You just turn, your Clark Gable sneer. "Frankly, my dear..."

And isn't it tragic?
Isn't it pitiful?

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

My Bucket List

Hello Everyone!!

Today I have decided to post part (a long part) of my (so far) uncompleted Bucket List. Most of the stuff on here is fanciful, because I am a dreamer at heart, but some of it I could actually do at some point. I would love to read some bucket lists by others as well, maybe we have similar ideas! So, if you feel like sharing post a comment or send me an e-mail with your bucket list!

Now, in no particular order, My Bucket List.
- Listen to music by The Beatles with Ringo Starr.
- Visit a major city in 10 different countries. (Side note: I picked 10 as a standard number, it may vary later, but for now you will see the number 10 a lot)
- Record myself singing an a capella version of "I Need You" by George Harrison and send it to someone random as a gift.
- Swim with Dolphins.
- Visit 10 "haunted" places in Europe.
- Visit 10 "haunted" places in the United States.
- See the Pyramids and the Sphinx.
- Visit the Eiffel Tower, Big Ben and The Little Mermaid.
- Publish a book.
- Interview Wentworth Miller, Gackt and Morgan Freeman.
- Act in a movie with Anthony Hopkins.
- Kiss Gackt.
- Witness the birth of a baby.
- Kiss Keira Knightley.
- Produce a play.
- Sing a duet with Imogen Heap or Emmy Rossum.
- Read all the books on my "Must Read" list.
- Beat Pac-Man and Ms. Pac-Man.
- Try 10 different ethnic foods from around the world.
- Be a vegetarian for a year.
- Live in New York for a year.
- Design a Wedding Dress.
- Learn a foreign language.
- Visit the graves of Anne Boleyn and Catherine Howard.
- Be on the cover a magazine.
- Meet Barack Obama.
- See Paris in Autumn.
- Weigh 130lbs.
- Sing for the King and Queen of a foreign country.
- Practice six different world religions for a year each.
- Be Scarlett O'Hara in a "Gone with the Wind" re-make.
- Star in a Movie.
- Make a touchdown.
- Be in a musical on Broadway.
- See a Broadway play.
- Kiss the Blarney Stone.
- Name a pet cat Amadeus.
- Meet the Dalai Lama.
- Have my picture taken by Leonard Nimoy.
- Go to the Salvador Dali museum.
- Meet Kermit the Frog.
- Pet a Shark.
- Make and sell a piece of jewelry.
- Name a pet snake Shakespeare.
- Visit the Winchester Mansion.
- Ride horses with Viggo Mortensen.
- Bake Cookies for the Russian Ambassador.
- Explore Africa.
- Have Moroccan tea with Judes (my Platonic Soul Mate).
- Go Mushroom Hunting (I have never actually been).
- Be on a day time talk show (e.g. Live with Regis and Kelly).
- Be on an episode of House M.D.
- Have lunch with a president.
- Make zombie cupcakes.

Sunday, February 06, 2011

Queen Bess

Bessie Coleman

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Elizabeth "Bessie" Coleman was an African-American pilot during the early 1920's. She died, tragically, in a plane crash while practicing for a stunt in an aerial show.

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Some Interesting Facts
* Coleman was the first American woman to hold an International pilot's license.

* She got her pilot's license in France due to racial and gender biases in the States.

* She worked as a manicurist in a Barber shop where she learned about airplanes and flying.

* She was part Cherokee Indian on her father's side.

* She was the tenth child out of thirteen.

* During one of her lessons, Coleman watched a fellow student die in a plane crash.

Some Quotes from and about Bessie Coleman
- "The air is the only place free from prejudices."

- "I refused to take no for an answer."

- "Tell them that as soon as I can walk I'm going to fly!"

- "I decided blacks should not have to experience the difficulties I had faced, so I decided to open a flying school and teach other black women to fly." (though she died before she was able to accomplish this)

- "Older brothers and sisters always look for opportunities to challenge the younger ones."

- "My Brother, John, told me he knew something that French women could do that colored gals would never do: Fly an Aeroplane."

A Video on Bessie Coleman

Monday, May 03, 2010

A Full Course Meal.

I suppose it is that time again, where I post something. I have been a little lax in posting the words of the day, partially because everything has been so crazy here. So, this is a short apology and a post just for you!

I'M SORRY! (See, short apology)

Now onto the rest of the post...

On today's menu we have as an appetizer:

Je Reviens by Kaolin as our song of the day. I heard these guys after a friend of mine on Facebook posted a status about them. I really like this particular song and I hope you do too!!


and we have for the main course:

Some interesting articles I have found recently. Some of them warm my heart and others make it grow cold as ice, but for now, let's start with some that warm the heart!

A Tabby cat named Zoe has adopted 3 abandoned BOBCATS. Everything is being done to protect the tabby and the bobkittens, and hopefully the bobkittens can return to the wild!
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20100430/ap_on_fe_st/us_odd_cat_nurses_bobcats

A teenager (allegedly obsessed with death) dug up a corpse in a private Jewish cemetery and hacked off it's foot. No word yet from the corpse's lawyers. ^^
http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/news/localnews/crime/stories/DN-foot_01met.ART.State.Edition1.b3357.html

Apparently the U.S. and China are in a Honey war... Well, isn't that a sticky situation (I know, that joke was terrible, but still funny)!
http://www.upi.com/Science_News/2010/04/30/Scientist-China-avoiding-honey-tariff/UPI-99381272637537/

and for dessert:

These are a few interesting bits that I found whilst stumbling around on the net. I hope you enjoy them as much I do!

Stephanie Metz creates wool sculptures. That's right, she takes wool and a felting needle and creates beautiful sculptures with it. I love the pictures of her work!
http://www.funlobby.com/index.php/201001021440/awesome-woollen-sculptures.html

France, known as the Romantic Country, is home to a very bizarre statue. Born of the Renaissance, this statue is called Transi de René de Chalon. It is a replication of the decomposition of the human body, a skeleton with dried flesh hanging from its limbs and holding its own heart. It once held the REAL heart of the person it was created for (René de Chalon, Prince of Orange), but that has long disappeared.
http://atlasobscura.com/place/transi-de-ren-de-chalon

The picture that I am about to post is a new thing called the "bijini" It is the combination of jeans and a bikini. I would really like to know your opinions on it, as it seems really crazy to me. I kind of like it though. ^^
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That's all for now, I plan on posting the words of the day tonight before I go to work. Hope everyone has a good day!!

Sarai

Thursday, March 18, 2010

I thought Love was a Myth

Okay so this is crazy because I am going to post randomly. I'm not posting any pictures or recipes or videos or news. Just Sarai. You need a pure dose of Sarai every now then when it isn't intertwined with news, pictures, recipes or videos to stay alive. Bet you didn't know that.

So I am completely insane. You probably figured that out by now. And I have nothing interesting to relate, because I am ENTIRELY TOO BORED with the internet and the world right now.

I dream about seeing the Eiffel Tower in the Autumn. Starry red and gold leaves cascading to the ground and the scent of a café. I want to stand underneath it while it rains and watching the people running for safety.

I think about our world, how it is deteriorating and all the wildlife that is slowly disappearing into the oblivion of legend. It isn't fair.

I hate how people disregard history, how they forget and ignore it. I hate how we just let historical sites fall into disrepair and then it has to be demolished.

I have fallen in love with a dying man, as we are all dying of the human condition. I am dying, you are dying. The world is ending. But I don't think it will end in 2012, just so you know.

I believe in mermaids and unicorns and ghosts. I believe in the stars as they dance above me, I wish they could hear me.

Do the ones we love look down on us after they are gone? Are we re-incarnated or do we just fade out, like a candle at the end of its wick? I hope I am re-incarnated as a flower. An unobtrusive and beautiful flower like a tiny calla lily hidden by stones near a quiet stream. Doesn't that sound perfect?

I want to see the ocean under a violent sky.

I love it when it snows, but I wish it was warmer. I miss the flowers, like the sun misses them in winter. Beauty is cold, you know? It is you know.

I love giraffes. I have an affinity for strange and awkward animals. Like porcupines and platypi and narwhals and giraffes and penguins. Admittedly, who doesn't love a cute little penguin?

Well I'm getting ready to head out of here. Have to go eat with my friend. So I hope you have enjoyed just me. I am going to write more eventually about more interesting things than what I have been rambling about here.

Sarai

Tuesday, March 09, 2010

Jeremy (AKA: The Massive Pic Blog)

Pearl Jam's "Jeremy". Good Song, I had never heard it before today, but thanks to Fawn and Donnie I have and I like it a lot. Let's see what you guys think. ^^


Hooray Pictures!! Enjoy!!

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This is a Kitty TOY, not an actual Kitty... but it is SO cute!! ^^
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This is Adolf Hitler as a baby. Such a serious baby, don't you think? Who knew he would grow up to kill millions of people?
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This is a Black footed Ferret. And they are almost extinct. They are the only ferrets native to the United States and are rapidly decreasing. They were actually thought extinct until one day a shepherd dog brought one to its owner.
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This is a Chinese Dog. She adopted those tiger cubs that were abandoned by their mother. I think it is SO sweet that she is nursing them with her own puppies!
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This is what happens when a Leopard decides to attack a Porcupine.
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Marilyn Monroe as a young woman named Norma Jean.
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For those of you who don't know, this is making a joke about the fact that the only person whose career survived Star Wars was Harrison Ford's. Well everyone still had a career but NONE of them became nearly as famous.
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Poor Dorothy!
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Polar Bear Attack!!
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Princess Leia Rocks my Socks
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The Cast of Star Wars. The only person missing is Anthony Daniels who played C3-PO (human cyborg relations)
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Princess Leia got GROPED!!
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My beautiful Marilyn Monroe
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And now a Recipe!

BANANA BREAD WAFFLES

1 3/4 cups Flour

2 tsp Baking Powder

1 1/2 tbsp Sugar

1/2 tsp Salt

1/4 tsp Baking Soda

1 Tbsp Cinnamon

1 pinch of Freshly Grated Nutmeg

3 Eggs

2 sticks Butter, melted

1 1/2 cups Buttermilk

1/2 tbsp Vanilla

3 Ripe Bananas, chopped

1/2 cup Pecans, toasted and chopped

In a large bowl whisk first 7 ingredients together.

In a small bowl mix eggs, butter, buttermilk and vanilla. Add in bananas

Add the wet ingredients into the dry ingredients and stir..but don't over stir. It is good to have lumps. Fold in the pecans.

Cook according to your waffle iron directions.

Top with sliced bananas and chopped pecans if desired!

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

News of the Day (7/28/2009)

Current mood: Animated

There is a lot of news today, I guess to make up for yesterday, because I couldn't find any yesterday. SO here is today's news as given by Sarai

In Southaven, Mississippi Police say a woman had her car stolen by another woman clad only in a bikini! Not only this, but the bikini-clad suspect then tried to rob an RV dealership!
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32182108/ns/us_news-weird_news/?GT1=43001

While out Jogging, Nicolas Sarkozy, President of France fainted. Apparently he was taken by an army helicopter to Val-de-Grâce military hospital in Paris, where he underwent a series of tests
http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/europe/article6727653.ece

Well, we are still seeing things going on with MJ, even though he has passed. Federal Agents are now searching the Las Vegas home and office of MJ's personal doctor, trying to find any documentation that might be related to MJ's death.
http://music.msn.com/music/article.aspx?news=422942>1=28102

An estimated 200 people were aboard a boat when it capsized from being overloaded in Haiti. 70 people are still missing, though the coast guard pulled 113 people alive from the reef and 11 dead.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32181227/ns/world_news-americas

In Arvada Colorado a landmine was found in a box of donations to Goodwill! So far no suspects have been found.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/32088144/ns/us_news-weird_news/

and to end this:

A 67 year old woman was STUCK IN HER TOILET for ... get this ... A WEEK! I don't even know how to explain the situation to you. SO go to the wesbite and read for yourself.
http://killfile.newsvine.com/_news/2009/07/28/3081056-woman-67-stuck-in-toilet-for-a-week

And that is your News of the day.

I'm Sarai and this is it for today!