Sep 13, 2016

A Mental Diversion -- The Catwalk Edition

I am just taking a little brain break by indulging on the most superficial topic that is bringing me joy at the same time.

Sep 7, 2016

Official Designation: Asteroid 17473 Freddiemercury.


Absolutely! Bravo! An asteroid flying in outer space should have the name of Freddie Mercury attached to it. I am almost certain some of Freddie's stardust bedazzled that area of space. Freddie was legend!  click here for more.

Aug 25, 2016

Back from Europe

 ethereal light illuminates La Sagrada Familia cathedral


I had a 10 day journey that took me from Paris, to Stiges, then Barcelona, and finally Madrid. It was amazing! As my jet lag wears off, I have these reflections on my trip:
  • It was affirmed to me that as humans, we are more alike than we are different. Our "culture" just flavors the way our common human nature is manifested. 
  • I felt an ancestral connection to Spain. These streets were traveled by my ancestors, These beautiful cities were build by my ancestors. I don't care if it sounds sentimental. I could live there tomorrow and fine a sense of home. 
  • The gene pool is thick! I kept seeing the faces that resembled my family and friends while walking the streets of Spain. 
  • On several occasions while my buddy and tour guide extraordinaire Rey slept in a little longer, I got dressed and headed out into the unknown streets of Paris by myslef, using the sun as my compass. Good to know the adventurer in me is still alive. 
I am grateful for being able to have this experience. God willing my passport will acquire many more stamps!

Went to the tippity-top and took in the city of lights.

Holly re-envisioned by a Parisian artist!

I let out a sincere wow at La Sagrada Familia.


Enjoying la cena within the Plaza Mayor.
Parisians loves them some graffiti. It is everywhere. 

Plaza Mayor from another angle. 

Simple yet exceptional.

Stiges showing love to Orlando, FL.

Gaudi is genious

Two queens gossiping.

Along the winding streets of Paris.

Gaudi's helmeted warriors watch over the streets of Barcelona from atop of Casa Milà aka La Pedrera 
A heart filled with gratitude. 



Aug 11, 2016

This Crazy Monkey Done Did It!



Back in Aug. 31, 2013, I posted about being accepted into a TESOL Master program at SCSU. Well, good people, today I just handed in my final paper and have completed the program! A bitch is done! Let's hear it for this crazy monkey!

It was an intense ride. The work was deep. I have learned so much. I had the best cohort. We called ourselves the Last Call Cohort, because we were the last cohort under the grant. I got this masters degree absolutely free! I will also have a second teaching license in ESL if I decide to change from being a special education teacher. Wow! A lot has happened.

I remain eternally grateful to Marcos. It was Marcos that convinced me to go back to school, move to CT, and make the changes I wanted in life. I feel his presence often and always whisper a sincere thank you into the air whenever he is around.

What got me through this experience is not wanting to let him or my family down. I also became very invested in supporting members of my cohort, which was very motivating. I kept telling these yungins, that were always on the verge of a breakdown, to "push through". And, push through is what we did!

Now, I am off to Paris tomorrow, then Barcelona, and the cherry on the sundae will be Stiges in Madrid. I will post from abroad whenever I can.

 As I walk out of this library in gratitude, with a big smile on my face, I say "Peace good people. Go grab yourself some life."

Aug 9, 2016

In Need of a Dramamine Due to The Donald



Here is the range of emotions I have gone through over the last couple weeks, as I watch the Donald unleash his special brand of cray-cray on the human populace:

Then after all is said and done, I just
because I just can't anymore with him. 

Jul 20, 2016

Life on the D Bus



It never gets boring on the D bus. Get into the latest kiki I experienced while riding the bus to work one morning. So this young guy walks in, looking very El Debarge but the hair is more restraint. He is sissying that walk for points. May he live long and prosper. So he heads to the back of the bus and I go back to reading the news on my phone. After about 10 minutes my ears pick up the following conversation involving the El Debarge looking dude and a kinda-banji white girl.

El D Looking Dude: No, I always had that ability. Since I was young I was able to pick up on people's vibrations.

Kinda Banji WG: What? What do you mean by that? You serious?

El D Looking Dude: I can read your aura and feel your vibrations.

Kinda Banji WG: Oh is that right.

El D Looking Dude: I have always been able to do it. You see, if I can read your aura and feel your vibrations, by picking up on your vibrations, then I can control your vibrations.

Kinda Banji WG: You can control my vibrations. (chuckles)

El D Looking Dude: Yes. And, if I can control your vibrations, I can control you thoughts.

Kinda Banji WG: Oh, you can control my thoughts now. (chuckles)

El D Looking Dude: Yes,

Kinda Banji WG: (laughs extremely out loud) Yo, I needed to fucking laugh. The day I am having. I needed to fucking laugh. Thank you man. Thank you.

El D Looking Dude: I know what kind of coffee you are drinking right now. I don't even have to smell it.

Kinda Banji WG: Okay. What coffee am I drinking?

El D Looking Dude: French Vanilla.

Kinda Banji WG: (makes loud buzzer sound) EEEEER! Fail! I fucking hate French Vanilla. (laughs out loud again) You are funny man, You are funny. I needed to laugh. (continues to laugh out loud)

El D Looking Dude: Maybe I should stop talking.

Kinda Banji WG: (exhales from laughing) I needed to laugh. For real.

Jul 19, 2016

How It All Went Down



The Donald:  Just study the video for christ sake! That is all you have to do. Jesus!

The Ivanka:   I don't care if you have to watch it a million times. You're going to get it, and you are going to get it right.

The Trophy Wife: I vant to do good The Donald.

The Donald: I want you with headphones on at night so you sleep listening to her speech. Pretend this is a pageant. You want that crown.

(The Donald turns to campaign advisers)

The Donald: Now, we are sure no one is going to remember this speech from eight years ago. That is what you are telling me. No one, and I mean no one is going to remember Omarosa, (laughs) I mean Michelle saying this damn speech eight years ago. Right?

The Campaign Advisers: Highly unlikely, Highly unlikely. Most people can't even remember what they had for lunch. The only thing their brains can hold is the names of the Kardashians.

(The Donald stares at advisers, than he looks at ground)

The Donald: Ya know! It really doesn't fucking matter. Like I don't have these morons eating out of my hands already. Just make sure the wife doesn't fuck up. I don't need to be attached to a fuck up.