to remember you by

Our hearts scream "never surrender" when are bodies have already let go
                                our spirits scream  "forever"
                                we find dead things to try and grow



its not hopeless... you haven't tried taking me shopping yet :)


where you came from

The Kings finally did their own "African Child" music video... I know I know, still love them and LOVE this song


I'm not one of those people who were excited about the changes regarding sex with outsiders.
I truthfully like Family boys. Everything about them, but I've bit down and made the move successfully.
This last year there have been rock stars, attractive young interns at a hospital, surfer dudes and my favorite so far, a cross dressing lines-man. see below
That's a lot of boy friends in a small amount of time, every one seems to be really hung up on having a boy friend or girl friend out here. So even if you never have sex with the individual, they will call you their GF. If they take you out, kiss you in public thats what you are. The term "what are we" or "where is this going" is one you'll hear the world over.
Another very interesting feature is in my new found sex life. I quite simply don't have sex with most of these guys until we have dated for a few weeks or months. Naturally the rock star was the one acception. It seems that men think girls who take it to third base on the first night are messy, possibly inbred and not to be taken seriously. So it is with pretty much any one who acts impulsively with sex.
In the Family although not common, I didn't have too many reservations on having sex the first night mainly because I knew I wasn't waking up to a drug addict or diseased individual. Working at a bar has helped me build a pretty good list of stereotypes so I usually know whom to avoid.
Ultimately these new guys are not so bad. They can be emotional with anger issues, ultra jealous, drawn to acts of violence, or sometimes just overly trusting, I still think you'll find they are usually ready to make you top priority and even the biggest and baddest seems to have been waiting for you his whole life. Also monogamy becomes easier to practice when you develop a healthy fear of sex with acquaintances.
Falling in love is another issue all in it's self. Most men wont understand why you don't blush when they kiss your hand or how you can go weeks without as much as a phone call.
You have to have a heart before you know where home is. Once you sort all that out everything else falls into place....I think.
I spent last week at the Cervantino festival, so many guys from the Family all around. I looked but didn't touch, not this time. It all gets easier.
So be sweet, stay classy and have a good time.

Marie Clay



So tender
he is such a giver
I fell inlove with a Tranny
. We later found out the guys were a good foot taller then we thought they were, our stilettos masked our height "Thank God"
the end



Hash House Harriers

I have a friend who takes me on adventurous dates, anything from surfing late through the night, to taco stand hopping all throughout the central Houston aria. I imagine he spends his week searching the highways and byways for new and increasingly random ways to impress me.
More recently he stumbled on a secret society called The Hash House Harriers!
Its an international group of beer drinking runners. The only objective to their on call missions is to bring people together in an environment where every one can be themselves, get drunk and have a fantastic time while also getting in shape in a noncompetitive, friendly atmosphere.
In a Hash House run you'll spend a few hrs tracking another runner who gets a 15 min head start. The first runner will leave a spastic trail of flour. People will call out "on on" when they find a trail and every one dashes in that direction. Some times the head runner or "Hare" will lead you astray into dark muddy tunnels and if at the end of the marathon your shoes or muddied, you have to be humiliated in front of every one and forced to chug a beer. The Hare will also lead you to rest points where you'll find a chest full of beer, you are obligated to drink. Every one is also given a second name which they use only for running Hash House. At the end every one gathers around, pokes jokes at each other in an orderly, almost court house fashion. If you would like to speak, you raise your beer over your head, no one points at each other using fingers, we use our elbows. There are songs sung, one of my favorites is one every one sang while the last runner was being punished, it went something like "ass hole, ass hole, a solder I will be.
Being that we are close to Halloween, our Hare took us through a grave yard. Yes, he did throw flour on a few tomb stones. because we were punished for our muddied shoes we made sure he was punished by the congregation for sacrilege.
I spent a lot of the time laughing, for which I was gain punished for. The house of Hash takes itself very seriously.
I can't say I've ever had a time quite as fine as my run with the Hashers and I hope to make it to more gatherings. I enjoyed being cheeky and the making of degrading comments to other runners, some to myself.
When they called "on on" leading up a huge 100 foot incline, the runner next to me said "fuck my ass", it was my job to respond with "maybe later". While he was laughing, I was getting ahead, that also resulted in being punished for being an overachiever. Speaking of getting a head, "that's what she said jokes are very popular with these guys". if you don't have a very quick whit, you can always settle for "that's what she said".

anyway..." on on"

Happy Holloween!


So I've been hanging out with the older sister and she is Bad, I mean a really bad girl! I have to spank her all the time to keep her in check.
Just look at that face! Could there be a drop of anything innocent in those laughing eyes??

I try to keep up but I can't seem to drink enough.
So, after about a week of trying to "do as the Romans" I collapsed into the arms of an old friend.


 I'm glad we are on the same spot of earth!
In other news.
we just celebrated the 19th year of our beloved little brother Victor.
this "cat in the hat" themed cake built in his honor.
Happy birthday Libras!! 


new Job

my new job is in a sports bar called Reff's, I get to wear this cute little one piece . 
NO complaints here.


Time Travelers

Felipe is still at it, making music in Brazil.
You sound as good as every Felipe!! One of my favorite easy listening music styles.

Here is one sweet little number called "Fooled Around"!
Thanks again!!



Have you lost your mind
would you like me to find it for you again
no loner on my way
I avoid the places you and I have been

weren't you so sweet
your breath in my ear
my insides where
you'd release your fear

isn't it all the same
the things we say
that complicate
our reasons for being here

And I'm sorry to run away
I just can't ignore the stain tho its captivating
the way you're hearts been braking
the blame is every one else's to bear

but this time
I wont be the cure for this human heart decease
we'll never know for sure if it was you or it was me
and I'm still ok
this far unmaimed

I don't need to lie
I love you
good bye


****Podunk Punk*****
We really wanted to accentuate the "dirty" side of country life.

Our Models were fearless in the undertaking of this monumental movement.

I don't think fashion will ever be the same

Make up, hair and photos are all the work of Martin Goode


My boss has a pet name for me. It's "Dora the Explorer". None of the other waitresses have pet names so I've been getting a lot of dirty looks. Girls do that, they shut you out and squint their eyes at you, guys are too friendly to do that.
Men are so cute and sweet and friendly.

Anyway my nick name is "Dora the Explorer" because I wear a hat to work and have short black hair and speak Spanish and have an understanding of Latin American Languages and cultures. I dance around and I'm friendly... friendliness is important.

I try to make more girl friends but girls are no fun at all.
Every one knows girls are weird and lame. At least 70% of all women are gossips with overly emphasized insecurities (which are secretly NOT insecurities but ways they get attention) I would know!!
In the past I wished I could bury myself in a rug-bee team. I may have gotten my wish because now I'm ironically feeling smothered. As it turns out, I am the marrying type. I have "bring me home to your mama" written all over my face.

So I'm avoiding the guys until I regain the "naughty play boy"  forehead mark. snicker
One man is too many, and two are three-many and so on.
I shall not cuddle, I shall not flirt, I shall not make moves and I shall by NO means meet your Mom!!
I shall be good and study.

the end


always have this piece of you,
something beautiful buried under
.....everything else


your own personal Jesus

Favorite Artist hits the nail on the head.
Lisa Hannigan
Acknowledging this is a Johny cash song, Lisa still makes it her own by bring Johnny's melancholic sound down just by a few notches. I think she's spot on in her choice of Chash favorites. You could say  "Lisa put the JC back in Johny Cash.... winkle


Atlanta, amazing city, unique people, potentially romantic... but thus far the word flashing in neon lights is "Pandemonium".
I'm hoping to do some serious damage in this town, at least before she does some serious damage to me.
thats all for now.


Here comes trouble

"Alas my dear Rosie I am becoming frightfully borde.

... think I should fancy an adventure in Atlanta!
in deed"
"Whatever shall I do without you darling? Only time will tell.

Likely become rich and famous... not withstanding my obvious disdain regarding your disposition."

"still, I shall love you forever my dear, fair thee well"!