it isn’t very often that my dream world and reality intersect. dig deeper? it isn’t very often that i allow certain circumstances of my life exist within the safety of my dream space. keep going? the big D doesn’t get to live two lives. clarify? i wouldn’t call myself a master, nor a pro, nor […]
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every flake on insta-potato was bought to appear to be snow during the filming process last saturday. the bits were too small that they wouldn’t show up on the camera when sprinkled.
after, i decided to film them in a new way, so they would be seen and remembered for all they work they did, because at the end of the day, no one wants to feel like just a flaky potato,
it’s a matter of perspective. they say that, don’t they? this week, i’ve fallen through the cracks in a few areas of life and bloomed in a few others. imagine a scene with no green anywhere and a cracky surface like in the lion king before the stampede, with one little flower poking through… i […]
ABC’s- guess who can sell alcohol. iiiiiiiiiiii can. today i ventured into a -not-so-great- part of oakland to attend a class/training of how to and not-to sell booze. (pretty funny given my recent alcohol experience with my roommate, Robin. the class was simple, and sort of entertaining. the kind of ‘entertaining’ that comes […]
And i used that light to find my way last night, while working as a server at Triple Rock, i almost peed my pants…. like always in the food industry, there is rarely a moment to get away. i waited as long as i could (about forty minutes), meanwhile dancing and walking fast to keep […]
on friday, august 28th, my roommate faced a life transition. She turned 21. what is a 21st all about here? whether you like it or not, it’s about booze booze booze and more booze. it’s about going out and getting shwasted… and hammered… and toasted… and drunk drunk drunk. it’s about getting obliterated. it’s about […]
wednesday is pottery day. the one day a week i set aside to exercise my creativity in a hands on kind of way. i’ll post some pictures of my work eventually. this pot, the one that is lava right there… it isn’t one of mine. but i am posting this photo because something triggered […]
from point A to point B. first post. Poor choice of house paint or fabulous unexpected blues “i have diabetes, and that’s chill” moment? Let’s say both. On my way to meet with a small group of beautiful, talented, etc., etc, diabetic girls. Ironic to run into a big blue house? Absent from the photo […]
Welcome to Unexpected Blues! i’m just another diabetes blogger, looking for an outlet for whatever it is that i feel at the time. Gettin’ personal when i shouldn’t, connecting, buzzing, reviewing. catch my drift?
Unexpected Blues 