Everything is okay in Big Sur.

Nostalgia struck me hard today, rolled in like clouds and rained on my parade. Sitting on a hardwood floor thumbing through artwork, I was taken back to Big Sur. For those who know this place, know ecstasy. I am back on my mountain with all of my friends watching the sunset where the west coast comes to an end. On top of the world above the cloudline, feeling your soul sink into the sublime. I miss this home, I miss the dirt that cakes onto your hands, sleeping bag, and your shirt. That is, if you're wearing one...because most often than not you'll be throwing off clothes once you get to the top. I can still smell the whiskey on our breath, feel the wind in my dreads from riding on the top of the beast, and the stab of hitch hikers in my bare feet. Goddess parties, topless in the trees, crying, laughing, drunk on eachother's company. Dancing on the roof, Red Stripes and cigars for breakfast, beer showers, and sunburns. It's all there. It's just me that's not. When I die, throw me off a cliff in Big Sur to rot.

Porch Sittin

Mmm. yessss.. The weather is getting just right now for comfortably reclinin on the ole porche and reading myself a book, or in this case, bloggering. Yesterday afternoon Timber and I took it upon ourselves to embibe a glass of wine and dive into some literary pursuits.

My personal conquest, has been a work in progress....... for the last 3 years! It's a 2097 page beast about the culmination of mankind, our planet, our universe, and beyond. Clearly not light reading. And since Mercury is in retrograde (a revisiting of communication, transportation, education, etc) I decided to revisit The Urantia Papers. I have a plan of finishing this book sometime mid year 2012. My father insisted that I read the entirety of this book before I die (I'm on page 725) so I took his word for it and have been gnawing off huge chunks of it ever since. Heaven help me finish this fucking book someday... Oh HAI Master Universe....

Moreover, another nice addition to our porch sittin has been the adoption of Nature, the cat. Or rather, Nature has adopted us. He is the cutest thing ever. His name tag says "Ranger" but I find that to be a retarded name for a cat. Our roommate, Brian, thought we said his name was "Nature" so there you have it. Nature insists that he lives with us, always running into our house and whatnot. I'm willing to play along for now....

I'm hoping all this wonderful lounging going on outside will inspire some more rhymes. Gotsta be getting on my A-game. I've been feeling a wave of creativity starting to flow over me these past few weeks. VENUS IS BACK MUTHAFUCKAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Breakfast Remix

Hey all. Feeling slightly under the weather today due to last night's Carlo Rossi binge with my ladies. After revisiting my breakfast, I felt inspired to blog about much nicer things like some of my favorite Portland establishments and vendors. So here we go.

Vendors

Antic- Why is he sooooo cool? Antic is a locally based artist who pretty much pops out little gems on American Apparel shirts. Fucking golden. He's got a store in NE PDX as well as a booth at the Saturday Market. Recently he's been printing his designs on these fantastic underwears from Seattle. I want them. Anywho, if you're interested you can check his website out at http://www.anticink.com/. Not only does he have Premades available but will also do custom (CUSTTTOOOMM!!**$$$##$$!!) prints on whatever you fucking want. He's pretty easy on the eyes too, if I do say so myself.

Next up.

Courtney is a Seahorse- Effing love her. The first time I found her booth at the Saturday Market I walked by and had to pull a double take. So much rainbow bursting with feathers and gem stones. Basically everything I could ever want in a fashion designer. It's incredible really, how she takes really subtle earthy tones and throws some iridescence on that shit and POW! a masterpiece. I'm having a hard time getting over my new feather hair thing from her. And plus, she seems to be a really cool girl. Anywho, I applaud her efforts because her booth's got me coming back for more. I demand that you visit her website http://www.courtneyisaseahorse.com/

Note! Courtney also does clothes and hair pins. *flutter*

Restaurants

Jam on Hawthorne- So bomb. This establishment is cool and everyone knows it so you're going to have to wait outside. But it's cool cus there's coffee out there and hopefully some sunshines. The real kicker is once you get in, their breakfast cocktail selection is pure magic. So many kinds of mamosas and bloody marys, you'll spend most of your time looking at this part of the menu. Whatever you order food wise, will probably be quality as well. Overall, shit is worth the wait.

The Doug Fir- Reasons why I like this place- the food is pretty damn good, the prices are reasonable, there is always good music downstairs, and the wait staff is pretty attractive. Oh, and their water is good which sounds stupid but trust me. It's better than other water. I also have a soft place in my heart for the Doug Fir because it was here that I snuck in underage to a Subtle show and got to meet the very sexy and very kind, Dose One. *sigh* Only draw back to this place is the seemingly blank men standing at the door checkng ids. They don't have a sense of humor, and that's not their fault I guess.

So I had every intention of commenting on some of my favorite Stumptown bars earlier but it's come to my attention that this blog is starting to resemble a novel (blovel if you will) and that just won't do. Plus, breakfast remix has really slowed me down quite a bit and has got me slightly less inspired to talk about alcohol. So fair thee well as I try to shake off this feeling because honestly, right now I feel like a bag of dicks. THANKS!

Twin Flames

I am very much intrigued by the concept of twin souls and have been so for several years now. The overall gist is that long ago as divine wholeness began to seperate for the polar universe experience, single non-gendered souls were split into yin and yang (male and female). The purpose of this was for gaining a full understanding of seperation, as one cannot fully appreciate what it has until it has experienced the opposite. Thus, long ago we made the painful decision to part with our other half and journey through many lifetimes seeking that sacred love we once parted with. If you are not a spiritual person, this concept could be considered silly or asinine. Whatever you believe, I find it to be a beautiful and romantic idea. Syncronicity has lead me to believe that such things are possible and inspire me to continue my own personal growth.

"Before one can physically unite with their Twin Soul, one must do the conscious work of healing and becoming whole within their self. Twin Soul love cannot exist in a codependent, ego-based relationship, or from a perceived "need" that the other person will make you whole. Both must often face separations while they strengthen their own connection to Spirit and find their strength and purpose on their own."

Even if you can't get into Twin Flames and Soul Mates, the artwork inspired by it can be absolutely beautiful.

Urban Dictionary said so!

I just checked out Urbandictionary.com. Why has it taken me so long to find this gem? I was very pleased to find defintions for people's names so I decided to post a little something about my roommates here according to Urban Dictionary.com. Some may have multiple definitions that were noteworthy so I included them. Hopefully this goes well.....

Laurel
1. A beautiful girl whos greatest wish is to be loved unconditionally. She loves dancing in the rain, spinning in endless circles till she collapses from exaustion and watches the colours of the rainbow fly overhead.( A bit vain, I know).2.A word to describe a person with a flirty and sometimes niave/innocent character. Slowly becoming a label, like chav, emo, goth ect. 3. Tila Tequila's secret lover. 4. A tree that dogs like to hump.

Sarah
1.The name "Sarah" is translated from the Hebrew language. It means "Princess"... and rightly so! 2. A sexy little creature. 3.A hero, a friend, a sexy peice of ass."Who's that girl over there with the toad in her hand? Oh, that's my friend Sarah. Isn't she a sexy piece of ass? Yeah, what a hero."4.A quiet, sensitive girl. Loves animals and loves to be with people. Not selfish and thinks of others constantly. doesnt always revolve her life around guys, and thinks education is more important. (Sarah's actual response to this was.."Oh, I guess some Sarah's are like that." haha.

Cassie
1.Beautiful, but they never admit it. They are very vulnerable, and they fall into peer-pressure often. Sweet, but they can be mean if provoked.Their laughs are amazing, and they give great hugs.

Joe
1.He is a beautiful, terrible being. A destroyer of worlds. The conquerer of Earth. He is all that is man. Beautiful women flock to him. He will rule the world with his iron fist and see that only the strong prosper (LMAO) 2. A man's man.Extremely Awesome. 3. An Unstoppable man who kills anyone in his way. 4.a young buck who knows what women like, and satisfies PYTs on a regular basis.

Dan
1. noun A man of unusual humor, consistently finding strange, and lewd comments amusing and/or entertaining in a way as to prevoke violent and uncontrolled outbursts of laughter. 2. What your girl be screamin' while you at work (awesome) 3. stone cold pimp, mac daddy.

Brian
1.Term for the best guy friend conversationalist. Someone you can vent to an actually get feedback and opinions. 2.A reliable "lean on me" kinda friend. (Brian just moved in but I feel like this could be valid.)

And so you have it. My roomies. My loverly loverly roomies.