November 1, 2009
September 19, 2009
Do you feel like you’ve come full circle with the release of this album and working with Sean? I don’t know what you mean by full circle – sounds like you’re talking about the end of the line. I think it is more like we came to the top of the spiral together- to start again from the bottom.
September 16, 2009
August 25, 2009
August 24, 2009
- after getting her shots, “i’m still quite shaken.”
- looking at an old picture of her tito ves, “he looks roguish.”
- “that’s preposterous.” when I asked her what she meant by preposterous, her sister said matter-of-factly, “ridiculous”.
- “i’m exhausted.”
- "i had a horrible dream."
- “it just vanished!”
- “mom, please help me with my diabolical plan against rats.”
- “you crazy little munchkin.”
- "holy mackerel!"
"1. when you get past the gate, never ever look back or you will bring bad luck with you from the tombs;
2. as you cross the gate, the men should step with their left foot first and ladies, with their right; AND
3. if you're with your husband or wife, hold hands, as the chinese people believe that when you do that, you will still end up with your spouse in the next life."
at this point, a chinese-american guy in his 50's suddenly cried, "uhm, i'm not sure about that!" to the delicious laughter of our group.
wow, what a sweet thought.
May 2, 2009
it started innocently enough, when i opened my laptop and surfed on multiply, friendster and facebook, wandering aimlessly. then Jake sat by my side and by the force of red wine led my fingertips to google on the names cris, norman, jay, justine, trixie, jasmine etc. etc. etc. names that we have long buried in the past and names I never heard of before until that moment (aha!).
it was surreal doing ex-stalking with your husband. but I guess it is a testament to how safe and secure we are as a couple and how comfortable we can be as friends to even consider stalking as a joint venture.
i looked at jake as he rattled off more names of people once connected to me or to him. and I thought of the many beers and wine bottles we shared and the years of drunken stupor, the boisterous laughter or quiet joy that permeated all our drinking sessions.
we’d probably still be drinking many, many years from now. more than the shared love for wine and beer, i think it is also our common love for good conversation, laughter, friendship, and sheer nothing-ness that make this relationship well-oiled, so to speak.
that christmas morning, i thanked God for the wonderful man I married. because had I ended up with any of my exes, I don’t think he’d ever agree to stalk exes with me.