http://ladyparts.existentialmedia.net Tue, 30 Jun 2009 18:27:30 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Packing makes me think about all the places I have lived. About my mother in 1992. Packing up our house alone, tucked in those cobblestone streets. Three small children needing, my father finishing his dissertation; her hands puffed up--turned black and blue. Sitting in my room before college, Molly gave me ... http://ladyparts.existentialmedia.net/2009/04/lessons-in-survival When I was in sixth grade I used to play a game with time. I spent nearly every waking hour with my best friend Danielle. And if it was her parents' turn to drive, I endured those torturous I-don't-have-to-be-bored-at-home-without-my-best-friend-but-I-still-am minutes by tracing the route from her house to mine in ... http://ladyparts.existentialmedia.net/2009/04/in-west-la-were-blooming-lilacs "Though the seas threaten, they are merciful," says Ferdinand, "I have cursed them without cause." * Insomnia. Sometimes I have it. I used to have it more.  The point is that not having it has kept me from something maybe you are able to do without it: sort. arrange. decode. unearth. etc.  It is ... http://ladyparts.existentialmedia.net/2009/03/the-ringing-phone-an-ocean We turn to words, corralling. // few Now is the time for gravity. the weight of space (glowing.) Time rolling it's long and slender tongue; Watch it. . It must have been the smells of dinners mile after  mile one after another cushioning all-the-anger-that-could-have-been. . The impossible smallness --enormity-- of office gestures, pointing to boards . we witness. http://ladyparts.existentialmedia.net/2009/02/when-all-else-fails-us This morning on my way to work I was stopped at a light (Santa Monica and Westwood) with another cyclist and the following exchange ensued: - Nice that it's warming up again. Not hearing the first part of this sentence correctly, I gravely replied: - Yeah. Then it hit me... He was beaming. - Wait, ... http://ladyparts.existentialmedia.net/2009/01/awkward-convos There is something that we need to talk about. Let's start by reading this excerpt from Riana: Throughout human history, children have spent the majority of their lives with both parents every single day. This continued up through the transition to agriculture and really ended only in the modern era. Though ... http://ladyparts.existentialmedia.net/2009/01/blame-it-on-those-ad-men You know when you're having one of those days when the internet is serving you up delicious content by the postful? I mean, you are really in the thick of it--reading all your feeds, giggling or maybe crying. And then it happens... Your internet goes out. NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! You panic. You keep hitting refresh. You ... http://ladyparts.existentialmedia.net/2009/01/whyemxb Act I Wake up. Stretch. Get dressed. Make breakfasts. Read feeds. Cry (see previous). Swell with love (see previous). Head out. Treat myself to some catch-up reading in my severely neglected New Yorkers instead of the ride.  Act II Arrive at work. Receive a million beautiful soaps and delicious scones from my tender boss.  Sip coffee ... http://ladyparts.existentialmedia.net/2008/12/a-birthday-in-5-acts Who can argue with that? If you need a good kick in the pants, take a look at some of the badass urban homesteading projects that Michelle is doing out in Florida. You will be inspired. And you will receive instructions on how to do it yourself.  Oh yeah, and here's a ... http://ladyparts.existentialmedia.net/2008/11/shawty-rock-to-the-beat-fo-yo-boy YOU GUYS! My self-adhesive sweat saved my life! I was just riding down Santa Monica Blvd. on my way to work as usual, passed the 405 but her before Bundy, and stopped at a light. (The right lane varies in width throughout this stretch, sometimes the shoulder is real nice and big ... http://ladyparts.existentialmedia.net/2008/10/vortex