The Shortest Day of the Year

For those of you who don't take inventory of this sort of thing. the first day of winte is the shortest day of the year. This day kills me because I need the day. Given, I am a secret night owl, in my twenties, I bcame in love with the sun and the poosibility of getting things accomplished in it while living. That sounds extremely drawn out and deep but it actually quite simple and on this day, I take in the day as much as possible. This year however, when we are in the middle of the largest rain storm of the decade on Los Angeles, I ended up taking a three hour nap. The upside to this is now, until June 21st, the days will continue to get longer. That makes me happy. With that said......

Have you ever noticed the similarities in these two videos?

The first song is Rumors by Lindsay Lohan. I love it and will always push my way to the dance floor anytime it comes on. I will be ninety-five years old, with my walker, running to dance to this song. This was Lindsay's first big hit in rellion to the media following up on her rebellious ways.


The second one is the new song from Miley Cyrus, Can't Be Tamed. It has the same sort of story and also has a bird cage in it. I actually really love this video. It was done terrificlly and whom ever choreographed it did a great job.


Well, that is my Lindsay/Miley challange. I hope you enjoyed thinking about meaningless jargon for a few minutes. Now, here is my latest favorite song. Fight For You by Morgan Page.

December

So I am in the understanding that today is December 13th. Going outside here in Los Angeles, one wouldn't think so because it has been it the eighties the last few days. So, yesterday I took a walk through Hollywood and took some pictures. Here are some of my favorites. They stick out to me.

Happy Thanksgiving.... a little late

I have been an absolutley horrible blogger. I have been extremely busy. Here is why.....


http://http//www.hottalkla.com/htla/index.php?option=com_content&view=category&layout=blog&id=61&Itemid=320 It's our Holiday Gift Guide. You will absolutely love it.
I have also been busy putting together our gift guide and new magazine... here is that link

http://http//www.dign2it.com/mag/

AND HERE IS MY BABY..... I started a project that I am now introducing to the public but not completely beginning until February.

http://projectkinect.com/

And now here is a little holiday song...

The Importance of Speech and Language

I finally got a chance to watch the new Tyler Perry film "For Colored Girls" which is adapted from the Tony award winning play written by Ntozake Shange. Going into this movie, I was little terrified that the language would be lost and the richness of the speech would not be the main event. Man was I wrong? The cast of extremely talented actress took control and didn't the the language get dropped one bit. One of my favorite scenes, performed by Macy Gray, even came through with the beauty and eloquence that it deserved and was owed. This definitely needs to be seen by anyone who is in love with speech.

This movie gave me inspiration today, as well as this. This is a link to my friend Danielle's website. She is a talented new photographer who I take pleasure in knowing her before she s enveloped by National Geographic. Take a moment to look at her pictures and let her inspire you.
http://http://daniellevick.com

A Mench

Today I was called a mench. At first, I thought, "Listen here lady, I'm bending backwards to help you and you're calling me names" Then, she told me the definition of what a mench is. This is the Urban Dictionary definition: A German word which, in Yiddish, means "a good person". A mench is a particularly good person with the qualities one would hope for in a dear friend or trusted colleague; a gentleman.

Here is the website if you're interested. http://http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=mench This was an extremely highlight to my day, especially coming from a complete stranger. I know this makes it about me my ego, but sometime we all need this for ourselves. Good night everyone.


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Monday Monday Monday

I don't have too much to say on what has been one of the most exhausting Mondays of my life, but here is a couple songs to give you a bridge through your day. I hope you all go to bed with smiles on your faces.

Seattle, on a Saturday Morning

I'm sitting here, at Tully's coffee, on a Saturday morning. The fall colors are all out, and the clouds are covering the city like a blanket. It's reminding me of fall back home. Those low pressured Saturday morning's where anything was possible and the idea of perfection in the slightest of detail was there. This morning is definitely that same idea.

When living in the city of Los Angles, one tends to forget that everything doesn't have to be so high pressured. We think that everything takes work and to just relax, even though we do, is more of a reward than it really is. Time is money and you had better be earning it. In addition to this, we think that every where else is just like high pressured Los Angeles. Well it isn't.

As I'm sitting in this coffee shop in Seattle on this dank, murky and fantastic morning, I'm reminded that other cities have their own personalities, their own quirks and maybe, we need the time to try on each city as if we were shopping for a new pair of pants. Just because it says it is a thirty two waist, does not mean that it will actually fit you. I look at the other cities that I have spent time in, now reminded that life isn't as fast as suggested, and I realize that I never became so full of anxiety in those other cities as I do in L.A.

Well, right now though, this is about Seattle, so I'm going to get a refill on my coffee, enjoy the rain, and gaze into the eyes of this city for a bit.