I'll always love you...

Ok-so you guys all know I did not see Buckaroo when it came out. I think I saw it about 5 years ago.


Well, I just saw for the first time ever, (must be going through a Peter Weller phase) , ROBOCOP. This was a fantastic film. Why did I wait? No one knows the mysteries of paintergirl. Poor poor Melvin.

Melvin puts up with a lot, and I have to give him credit. If it weren't for him, who knows what I would be listening to-Duran? Enya?

Well, Melvin burned a little disc for me, and I'm charmed.

It's a British band Goldfrapp. Not a very typical musical selection for me, but lovely.

I can describe it as very uplifting. When you hear it you will want to dance. Maybe even be a stripper. Who knows.

Lovely Rita, meter maid

Oh the madness of this. Ritapita is to be thanked for hooking me up to this.

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Beware the ides of march...

I'm in a Romanesque kind of mood. Maybe I'll wear a togo later and burn some things. The day is open.


I'm also in a honky tonk mood as well and the first person to guess the next song and who sang it will win a little prize from paintergirl. Melvin you are not allowed to play since you know this tune.


"Dim lights, big smoke, and loud loud music"


Cheers and good luck!

I'll give you fish...I'll give you candy...

Off to North Adams, Mass we went. I found a book called "Best Art Towns".

Be very cautious when checking books out of the library with "best" in the title.

It was located in a beautiful spot, on the base of a huge mountain. The downtown was revitalized and very dear. Nice coffeehouse, lovely bookstore. Two components for a tolerable town. Coffeehouse-check. Bookstore, check. Right then, what about the neighborhoods? Oh yeah-and it has a brand spanking new Musuem of Contempory Art. called MoCA. Cute right?

I won't go into gory detail of the neighborhoods, but it made me appreciate where we are at the moment.

We still have to move though. The schools are crap and the city just takes and takes and gives nothing back. I just need to research more, and of course take long weekend drives.

I know I'm an idealist, but I have to at least try to find a nice place. I grew up in a nice place. Melvin grew up in a nice place. We want the same sweet town for our little man.

One hundred years from now...

I'm tired

And sad today

If I could pack my family up

I would leave this crummy town

We went to the park

I sat in the car

because I didn't

want to go home

Stange brew...

Dream I want to talk about.


Peter Weller was driving a very crappy, and I mean crappy blue car full of women from different times in my life. My mom and sisters were shoved in the back, as well as my best friend from college. He dropped us off at my mom's house and I had to help this one friend of mine get ready. She was drunk and we were all going to a play. This friend was a girl I used to know in high school. We weren't pals, just hung in the same circles.

I helped her get dressed and we walked back out to the car. Susan decided she didn't want to go (college friend) and sat on the porch steps smoking. We got in the car, I sat in front. The fabric on the roof was drooping and I couldn't shut the door. Peter leaned over and said, "You have to do it a certain way, carefully, or it won't go". I laughed and said "that sounds familiar", and he didn't laugh and gave me a grimace. Then I had to use the 18th century safety strap and he helped with it and noted I must have been practicing. And off we went.

Am I not dealing with something from my past?

How do you work this thing...

So the journey continues. Life moves forward.

I have tried to get my family outdoors as much as possible. The sun and fresh air heals us.

Today we went to a place called Blue Mountain Park. It was very desolate. I enjoyed it until I realized how alone we were.

1st thought-What would I do if a bear came running out of the woods?
2nd thought-What would I do if a man came running out of the woods with a gun or knife?

Creepy thoughts pop into my head at the worst times.

I really do try to enjoy life. There is a fine art to balancing enjoying life as if you were on vacation and taking part in life (i.e. being an adult)

I am still trying to find the grace to do both.

The sun is down...

This photo really makes me smile. I love the idea of a huge moose walking down a driveway.

I suppose if we move upstate or to Vermont this could happen. Melvin, how do you feel about a moose in the yard?

"A moose is loose"