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The Gays, the Beads, the Bands, and the Hair, Girl, the Hair

My hair is now blue. Bluish in tint. Blue and black. Black and blue I suppose, but there was not a fight involved.

As this transformation was happening my hair guru, yes, hair guru because hair dresser does not suit her, was telling me about her sister. Her sister is shy and introverted, but the one time I met her, I wouldn't have believed it. She had rainbow colored hair at the ends and some bleached blonde spikes that made for a punky little coiffe.

"No way!"

"Yes dude, and she does this weird thing when she talks to people, rubbing her hands on her thighs, I told her to stop doing that shit, because she looks like something is wrong with her!"

I laughed as she imitated what I imagined to be damp palms rubbing against jean clad legs. The hair dryer bulbed around my head and foil tins kept flopping over my right eye. 

As with any trip to see Lisa Hairy (a name I gave her) our mouths run a mile a minute.

"I think it's important to have a choice, you know? …


Last night I went to see an old friend spin at Soho, a lounge nestled in downtown El Paso. Three different dj's worked their magic and although I might be biased, I knew that Sam Groove would be my favorite. Before he went on, a girl was doing her thing, bass heavy, reminiscent of club days at Vertigo's in Juarez, MX, which to its own token still had my feet moving, the slow ease of Sam's set is more my style.

Last night in a nutshell:

and blue lights flashing across dimmed lightsBass beats sprinkled lightly across strummed guitar stringsseducing, lulling, until we bob in unison dancing, twisting, sinuouslyto the beat the beat the beat the beat that seduces our feet

To Listen Click Below:

SamuelGroove by Samuel Groove


almost done. almost done. almost done. 

protein shake
it's not that bad

phone call
    "What are you doing? Wanna go to breakfast?"

    "If you were to create a bouquet made of flowers you picked from the side of the road, it is possible that you might find bees, ants, and other six-legged creatures among your creation. For some people, the beauty of the flowers would far outweigh the risk of stowaway insects. You have a choice to to make now, Aries. You can choose something beautiful that may come with a few small inconveniences, or you can do without. The stars are now encouraging you to find the beauty and overlook the rest.

     "I need to buy some cute stockings for my "freak em" dress. and suggestions on where? Dillards?

grocery story
 doesn't anybody work? where did all these fuckin people come from?

    "Smashed potatoes for tonite or what do you think? What time are we meeting?"

    "I wanted love. I need…

Short Short "Coral Hearts"

A boy once gave me a coral heart. After a vacation he came back and I sat listening to him talk about where he had gone, who he had seen, as he unpacked. I sat on the edge of his bed, smoothing the sheet that wrinkled around my body, as he placed neatly folded shirts into crooked wooden drawers. When he paused mid -sentence and said, “I brought you something,” I stared up surprised, a warm feeling beginning to spread in my chest. He placed a small heart shaped coral into my hand, “It’s from the beach.”   I stared at the heart lying in the center of my moist palm, a tiny pockmarked heart. I wasn’t sure what to say, what the heart meant as it sat in the center of my hand, my fingers unmoving. I looked up to say thank-you, but he had already gone back to unpacking. “Thank-you, it’s very nice.” “Hu?” “Thank-you,” and I held my hand out. “Oh, sure. Of course.” He kept talking. About the weather, a new song he liked, something, I stopped listening to as I stared at the heart shaped coral layin…