gets me every time, i dont care what they say about this song

this song is cool forever. i just made my gramma dance it. and it was REALLY FUN!!!!!!. at this moment shes happy and puckering cuz' im playing this song really loud and typing and puckering- shes puckering too. :) she keeps telling me to go to sleep. she hasnt been so good lately, except for right now. she told me she loved me earlier, and i didnt say it to her first this time. she just said it. that made me really happy... i think if she ever dies, im going to die with her.

i feel like andy warhol looks.

ive just been bumming around lately. not much to do. sitting around. watching and listening to my gramma freak out- WE HAD TO TAKE HER TO THE er THE OTHER DAY. its not cool. i go to work and some kids could care less about art, and artists. i go to my other job and i really dont want to be there anymore. i will be unemployed by the end of this week. cant really look for another job, cuz' my moms getting knifed. i drive my gramma around for about two hours until it gets dark and bring her back home, so we can sleep, but she doesnt listen.
i dont feel anything anymore really, im just here, i drive around the city and the next city, and i dont know what to think or feel anymore, iii i i i i i i i i i i i i , what a rant................. heres some info on andy warhol the kids liked the art work and of course they thought he was weird looking, they actually gasped at his self portrait. so this week is my last week teaching i will be officially unemployed mon-fri. so it totally sucks. this week i think ill teach the kids about yoko ono - AN ARTIST THAT IS STILL ALIVE AND IS RICH AND FAMOUS. - the kids always complain, theyre like "oh another artist ms.diana? let me guess died of cancer...." yeah i have to explain to them that famous artists are usually dead. the value of their art goes up when they die. they dont get it. but yeah yoko ono. well see how they like her. ill have them play tic tac toe for their activity- since shes good at having interactions with her artwork. oh and i had soup cans for the kids to draw for andys lesson.
to end on a funny note, last week i wescaped to venice and saw the funniest tagger name- it totally made my day, and i wouldve never thought it out to be my tagger name. ive always wanted to be a tagger or graffiti artist if you may since junior high, but i dont mix well with anything aerosol. anyway the name that was tagged was "POOP" - that made my day. i would love to go around tagging "POOP".

i did the best i could

saturday, june 14, 2008 i saw the coolest thing FOREVER. OR EVER. better than the burning car from the last blog. i saw a meteor. i think thats what it was cuz' it was bigger and closer than a shooting star. it was blue and it had an orange tail. i hadnt seen anything like it. it was comepletely amazing. i think i over reacted too, cuz' i was like OMIGOD!!!! over and over. it was a good sight. im glad im not blind. cheers to that!
it was so cool, it lit up the sky too. i wish i wouldve been just a tad bit more sober , to fully ponder the meaning of burning rocks.
so anyway, heres a little song my favorite by led zepplin- well my favoritest... if i could be a sound, i would be the sound of page's guitar on this song. i taught the kids about frida kahlo this week- they thought she was a man, and thought her art was creepy-good times.

silver corvette or a viper

I just got back from witnessing a cool event- well on my behalf cuz' ive been bored out of my mind lately. so i decide to take my gramma out to calm her down (cuz' she was freaking out and trippin') so i take her out for a little drive along with my mom too. so theres a crap load of that sea stuff coming in to town by the beach.... hail . no i think is it fog? fuck it. well call it mist. (my brother says its mist.)

ANYWAY, so im out driving in the fields in oxnard because im trying to avoid "the mist" so i end up driving out to camarillo. i go all the way out there smack in the middle of nowhere and i turn on Pancho Road. ive been wanting to turn on that street for a long time cuz' when i pass it its the last street and the name's hella funny. (i dont really say hella but it fit)

okay so i turn on Pancho road and my moms like "where are we going?" and im like i think my dad said theres a cemetery out here. (no not a pet cemetery either cuz' whenever i mention cemetery to the kids at work they always ask if its a pet cemetery.) ANYWAY, ANYWAY,

So im cruising along Pancho road out in back and my mom says some shit like "esta muy solo por aca para andar en la tarde solas" and in my mind im like "shut the hell up". but not in a mean way. .....so, we see the cemetery and its all cool and calm with flowers and my mom's like "ok lets leave" cuz our car and this big ass truck that entered were the only ones out there driving..... so then i say in Spanish "i wonder if they'll ever find bodies out here- it would be a perfect place to dump one" right? cuz' theres nothing but bushes out there. so my moms pissed cuz' i said that and i could tell she was a little nervous.

SO AS WERE DRIVING OUT OF THE CEMETERY, ok check this out, there is a mothafucken' silver bad ass car either a silver corvette or a viper ON MOTHERFUCKEN' FIRE!!!!!! it was awesome!!! i was like how's this for adventure!!! so its on fire and i get this rush and my moms freaking out nervous and my poor little gramma's like, in the calmest voice ever "theres a car burning" cuz' at this point the meds kicked in..... so im like dude theres only one way out of here, out the little bridge over the river and the car on fire was right at the entrance full flames!!!! and im like "oh shit! what do i do if it blows up and my gramamas in the car with me?!" so my moms like just drive past it fast. and im like "okay".

so i cross myself; cuz' im still Catholic and i put my right arm on my grammas upper body to protect her in case that car blows (like that would help right?) and i step on the gas!!!! it was cool. then i called the cops. and told them where that car on fire was. there was a man out there but he looked like a jogger, but if it was his car, sucks for him. so i call 911 and i tell the lady "im a little away in case the car blows up or something" and she's like "thats highly unlikely" then a few minutes later i hear the gas tank blow up, not like in the movies- but still. so yeah , that was cool. i hope whoever was there is okay.

Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah

yesterday was a good day at work.(with the art kids). i was surprised and happy to find out that they actually remember what i teach them. sometimes that group doesnt listen- at all. but they remembered surrealism and the artist from spain, salvador dali. i taught them rene magritte yesterday and they were really interested in his artwork. it makes me happy to see the kids grab my papers from each other in order to see the artwork pictures i show; they start getting upset when someone takes too long to look at something..... but yeah they like magritte. they had to do their own surrealist drawing, which they enjoyed and turned out very cool.

the other day at a different school site they had the radio station go and dj for the kids since it was the last day of the program (which means im off tuesdays now- along with saturdays- but the saturdays is another story, and im trying to remain positive right now) anyway, they had music and games. wow, the power of music and rhythms on children, it amazing, i dont know how to describe it. it brings them jolting to life, it was really cool. i had the duty of giving out chips. i couldnt stand the bbq lays smell. i hate bbq sauce.

but yeah the kids remember and like the art i share with them. oh and i also showed one of my paintings to some of the kids cuz' it was in my bag and they like it a lot! they really did- they liked the music box thing too. im glad kids enjoy my painting too. except i showed it to an adult and the person was like "cute".....hmm im not sure if thats what i wanted to hear. is that a bad thing?

Caught up in this solution....

top down take me to another place....sweatin' palms shakin'... ask God "whats the meaning?"...accept me as I come in to your presence...



don't stand near me...disillusioned lately...