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July 8, 2008

Sara, I'm afraid you've met your match, my dear!


Here are my comments on some of your recent posts:
 

On your video “An Explanation”: That was way clever. Wherever did you get the awesome music?  (1 buzz) 

On your poem entitled “Sara Answers your questions about badges in a Logical Way”:   Made some excellent points in an upbeat and non-threatening way.  (1 buzz)

 



photo entitled "Show Your Pride"

Somebody needs to come up with a new, more PC expression. Because sometimes my son says to me, “I’m sorry, but there’s no other word for this: it’s gay.”  It’s all up to you, Sara.   (1 buzz)

 



My radishes pwn your radishes.  (jk) (1 buzz)

 


I love the textures on the gate. I would have been tempted to wipe off the cobweb, but I’m glad you didn’t.  (1 buzz)

I sincerely hope this made the corners of your mouth turn up, and not down. ☺♥


Posted on 07/08/2008 5:05 PM Comments (5)

June 19, 2008

Helen's Buzznet Yearbook Who's Who--2008


I thought this would be a fun way to celebrate my talented Buzznet friends, and to introduce some of my friends to others whom they may not know. I tried to include all active members. I have also included links to some fine examples of peoples’ work, so please follow the links to see more.

Disclaimer: This journal only includes people who are on my friends list; I know there are many others who deserve to be here, too. If there is someone you know who deserves recognition, let us hear about them.

So, have fun, and if you enjoyed it, please comment, ‘cause it sure was a ton of work..

Most Popular

John Ortega III (ounceofwentz)
Here are two screencaps of just a few of the comments John received on his Beauty: Warts and All blog entitled “A Few of My Insecure Things.”




Most Intellectual

Kristyn (ikkyg)
Ready to give your brain a workout?  Check out one of these essays Kristyn has recently posted.
"Myths about Medieval Dissection Part One"     CLICK HERE
"Ethics: Sex"  CLICK HERE
"Ethics: The Right to Life"   CLICK HERE


Class Clowns

Vanessa (hollow1005)

TWO EXAMPLES:




and Jen  (ohthepainthepain)
TWO EXAMPLES:

Caption read: "Get a Load of This Guy"


Caption read: "Kidnapped Gabe. Forgot to feed him."


Most Likely to Succeed

Emily (swingthefocus11)
Emily's an incredibly well-rounded girl. Intelligent, with a terrific sense of humor, interesting observations, and an artistic eye. Check out this recent journal entry.
“Why Democrats are the Stupidest People on Earth”  CLICK HERE

AND
Ambereen (aameer713)
Did you know that Ambereen ranked 53 out of 736 in her high school graduating class?  And did I mention there were 736 in her class?  (I dragged that info out of her.)  Here she is with her proud  family.


Most Artistic

Crystal  (drsirdrawsalot)

here are just two of her paintings:

                 "Nude on Beach"


            "Clandestine Kiss"


Cutest Couples

                John & Kristyn 

AND
   and     
    Sanya (sany83)                                seb   (no photos available  :(

Nicest


J.J. (bizarreland)
If you already have J.J. as a friend, then you’ve known the pleasure of reading comments from her. She’ll never just say, “Awesome photo!” and go her merry way; she’ll always share something of herself with you.  Please visit her page to find out everything you need to know about chipmunks, squirrels and Vietnamese stick insects.

 
Hardest-working


Millieann (millieann282000)   As of earlier today, Millie had posted 3,448 original photos!

and

Viki (xxvikixx)
Viki keeps us up-to-date on all the Jared Leto/30STM happenings.  As of earlier today, she had posted  8,793 photos of her favorite boys and many others.

Sweetest

Kerri (hidedontseek)
No matter what problems she may have in her own life she’ll always listen to yours and give you a shoulder to cry on. And though she is multi-talented, she remains incredibly modest.

Most Beautiful Staff Member


Bree (breesays)


 Most athletic

Most Lovesick


Barbara (heartbroken4stumph)

and

Jenna (blaqkpearl)


Friendliest

djscribbles

djscribbles doesn’t post too much, but she sure gets around Buzznet. If you add her as a friend you’ll never be ignored (and I hate being ignored).  In addition, her knowledge of bands and their activities is vast. (She even knew the names of all the Less Than Jake members when asked.)


Best Hair

Becky (kassady)
I can’t decide which is more amazing: her photography or her hair!


Buzznet’s Poet Laureates
 
Savannah (tryingtofindthewords)

“Yearning for Summer”
I yearn for the smell of summer
Lotion and coconut mixed with the sea
Long days spinning into a wild blur
Savoring the moments of being totally free

 Spending hours doing nothing without a care
Exploring the sandy beaches all day long
Just sitting and breathing in the fresh salty air
Amongst the rocks you feel like you really belong

Your favorite pair of flip flops flapping on your feet
The sticky sand gritty between your soaked toes
Walking around town, up and down each street
Riding with the friendly breeze grabbing your clothes

As evening sets soft cheeks resting on strong shoulders
Your warm skin glowing from living under the sun
With the ones you love watching the sky light on fire
Knowing the adventures of night have just begun

                                                                                    xo Savannah 

AND

Sarah (hyperballad13)

Across A Twilight

Across a twilight
A million hopes dashed as eyes,
Captivating the light
Blinks with the sunrise.

A thousand shadows
Over the hollow moon
Of lovers teeth in crooked smiles.
In a crescent style swoon.

Twisting breeze through night
 Winding air interlock lips,
With branching palms
And blooming fingertips.

Calling of the seldom words
To tingle down your skin
The flesh of opaque bones
Shudder with the wind.

Scatter the shattered hearts
To entwine with the dark
Sew the stars into wounds
Give breath to the spark…

****
Ciao Bella
(by sarah)

 
Most Helpful
 

Mark (panasonicyouth)
Whether it’s a technical problem or you’re being harassed by someone, Mark will always come to your rescue!  A talented writer and photographer in his own right, please visit Mark for concert photos and snappy movie reviews.

Best Interviewer

djrossstar
Here’s a link to an interview djrossstar (Does anyone know his name? He never did tell me.) did with Tyson Ritter from All American Rejects. DJROSSSTAR is much more charming in it than the musician-LOL.  CLICK HERE

Buzznet’s Conscience


Sue (crash13) 
Every so often Sue tackles a Big Issue in her journal. She always writes with intelligence, clarity, wit and good sense. And always takes the high road.
Here’s a recent one she posted called “Religion Isn’t Trendy.”  CLICK HERE

Most Elegant
   

Veronika/Вероника (vero333)
(The unusual-looking letters are how she spells her name in Russian)


Wittiest

Ashly (newageamazon)
Very few of us can take a head full of words and ideas and combine them in exactly the right proportions to produce the consistently witty and incisive journals that Ashly has been tapping out since November 2006. To borrow from Ashly, “I cannot stress this enough.” Very. Few. Of. Us. Seriously, if Bravo ever decided to air a show called “Top Wit,” Ashly would win, hands down.

Follow this link to read her blog entitled “Ragnor-emo-rock: A Practical Guide to Surviving the First Stages of the Emocoalypse.”  CLICK HERE


Cryptkeeper

Lea (lev011)
Our resident horror movie expert, she’s always ready with a film recommendation or just to chat about one of her favorite subjects. If you love movies, check out her movie group  “Buzznet Movie World”  CLICK HERE

Best Movie Makeup


Gemma (gemmaxloves) 
Here’s a link to a journal she did which shows the different styles of makeup she’s able to do on herself. Some of it is delightfully gruesome!   CLICK HERE

Tiredest


Anne  (annieli)
Why is she tired, you might ask?  After checking out the merry mayhem caused by her 2-year-old son on a daily basis, I think you’ll know why!   CLICK HERE


Best Tattoos


Mark  (George Lucas would be proud)

Miss Canada

Berry (berryvalentine)


Most Promising Newcomers

(Meh, you’re not really newcomers, but the category sounded good.)
missxshocking (Writing), spidergurl14  (Drawing), wentzwithglasses (Photography)


Most Lovable: Jessy (foreverfireinside) and Kay (littleblackbunny)
God only knows why these two girls love this old lady, but I thank them for it, and I love them back. ♥


Queen of Javey
 
Kayleigh (kaypuget)
This was an especially sweet story about Jade and Davey. Check it out if you’re a fanfic fan. It’s called “On Ice, In Love.”
CLICK HERE

Best Photographer
Oh, you didn’t think I was gonna go there, did you?
There are so many great photographers among us!  Many of them, I’m not acquainted with, but here are some of those that are on my friends list. In addition to the photographers mentioned above, I give you: ohla, skintight, rockinponda, tessy, miseryxchord, 5footer, chloetraisnel, eyelinersmudge and csad2549

Here are the links to everyone who didn't get a link up top:

for ounceofwentz click here
for heartbroken4stumph click here
for hollow1005 click here
for kassady click here
for panasonicyouth click here
for tryingtofindthewords click here
for hyperballad13 click here
for vero333 click here
for bizarreland click here
for ohthepainthepain click here
for xxvikixx click here
for breesays click here
for djscribbles click here
for djrossstar click here
for millieann282000 click here
for hidedontseek click here
for berryvalentine click here
for ohla click here
for missxshocking click here
for spidergurl14 click here
for wentzwithglasses click here
for skintight click here
for rockinponda click here
for blaqkpearl click here
for 5footer click here
for chloetraisnel clickhere
for eyelinersmudge click here
for seb click here
for tessy click here
for sany83 click here
for miseryxchord click here
for drsirdrawsalot click here

One last thing before I let you get to the comments, in all honesty, most of you could easily have filled more than one category!

luv...helen...xo



 

 


Posted on 06/19/2008 2:49 PM Comments (51)

June 3, 2008

World's Sexiest Vegetarian: Who Do You Vote for?

Ooh, I haven’t written a blog in yonks! 

So I thought I’d start June off on a healthy, yet sexy note. If you haven’t already, head on over to peta2’s  website and vote for this year’s World’s Sexiest Vegetarian award. Many, many musicians from our favorite bands are nominated this year, including:

Andy Hurley--FOB
Anthony Kiedis--Red Hot Chili Peppers
Dan Torelli--Madina Lake
Davey Havok--AFI/Blaqk Audio
Derek Grant--Alkaline Trio
Geoff Rickly--Thursday
Gabe Saporta--Cobra Starship
Frank Iero--My Chemical Romance
Jared Leto—30 STM
Jade Puget—AFI/Blaqk Audio
Hunter--AFI
Josh Bradford--Silverstein
Matt Skiba--Alkaline Trio
Michael Guy Chislett--TAI
Morrissey
Mos Def
Oliver Sykes--Bring Me the Horizon
Tom Yorke--Radiohead
Tom Higgenson--Plain White T’s
Ville Valo—HIM

AND MANY, MANY MORE!

I voted for Gabe.  I know; you’re shocked. But Davey won last year, and I wanted to give someone else a chance. Here’s what our friend Gabe had to say in his blog of May 21:

Oh! One last thing: I just found out I've been nominated for this year's Sexiest Vegetarian by Peta. Now, I've been nominated for this in the past and I didn't win. In fact, I've never won anything! (except for when I was on a Saturday morning kids show in Uruguay and they had a dance contest for all us kids in the studio audience and I was so bad that they made a special award for me: "Matador de Cucarachas"). So go vote for me because it's definitely about time I won something! Especially if it has to do with being sexy!

***

You’re obligated to vote for a female also. There are about 10 times as many males nominated. I don’t know whether this is because there are more male vegetarians or that more sexy vegetarians are male. Here are a few of the female nominees from the world of music:  Greta Salpeter (Hush Sound), Joan Jett, India.Arie,  and Joss Stone.

So go on over and show your support  You can also see a tally showing who is currently in the lead.

click here to vote.

(http://www.peta2.com/outthere/o-sexyveg08.asp?c=p22936)

luv...helen...xo

 


Posted on 06/03/2008 6:26 PM Comments (27)

May 14, 2008

Never.....More.....

I will think of you no more.
Never again will I imagine your touch.
No more will I  press my lips to yours in a fevered dream.
I won’t see your eyes each time I close mine.
I will quiet the voice that sings in all my cells.
Stop clinging to me like a shadow.
Don’t surround me like the sun.
If thoughts of you come calling I will close my door.
And lock it........
........................
.........I wonder what you’re doing today, beautiful one.




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Posted on 05/14/2008 5:12 PM Comments (11)

May 10, 2008

To Mom, if you're listening...

(if you're not in the mood to have your tears jerked, save this for another time☺)

Was it because you were always around that I never noticed you?
Was it because home was the center of your life,
that I tried to escape?
A mother can sometimes be a thing, a useful thing,
like a phone, or a lawnmower.
But you were a person, like me.
And I didn’t see it.
I saw the dinners, but not the hands that prepared them.
I saw the car that took me to and fro.
Did it drive itself?

When I was a child I looked right through you.
But I see you clearly today.
I see all the after-school times when you dropped whatever you were doing,
and sat down to hear all about my day.
You were always there.
You asked for nothing; you only wanted the simple joy
of loving me.

And as only a mother knows her child,
you knew that I did not love myself.
You tried to help me the only way you knew how.
By telling me often
that I was beautiful.
I’d like to tell you, Mom, that everything you did was not in vain.
The gifts you left with me
are those I try in my imperfect way
to give to my own child every day.
Thank you.

 
[Isn’t it terrible that I couldn’t find a good photo of my mom on short notice. I’ll try to dig one up.]

luv...helen



Posted on 05/10/2008 5:50 PM Comments (11)

May 8, 2008

♥To Everyone who commented on the “Helen Goes Emo” Blog♥

Thank you sincerely for all your love and support. I hope that I can be half as good a friend to you all as you are to me.  As the Angel said to Jimmy Stewart in It’s a Wonderful Life, “No man [or woman] is a failure who has friends.”

I promise from now on not to dwell on the badges, but just to enjoy my friendships and to post things that I, and hopefully you too, will think are interesting.

It was very touching how you all said you liked coconut.

No need to comment AGAIN, just wanted to say “thanks.”

luv...helen...xo



Posted on 05/08/2008 11:07 AM Comments (5)

May 6, 2008

Gone away to lick my wounds

Edit: since i am over my sulk, i almost feel like deleting this entry, but then i would lose the kind words of my friends.  so i will leave it up to remind myself of the awesome people i am proud to call my friends. ♥

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My friend Vanessa just got her well-deserved OG badge. ♥♥

Over the past 8 months I’ve been here, I’ve watched people get badges of all shapes and colors. But this one hit me hard because we “came up” together. I know it “doesn’t mean anything,” but still I feel like that one chocolate that’s left in the box after all the others have been eaten: the Coconut one.

Darn, I didn’t get a chance to post my photo of the baby birds in the nest, my ode to Mom or the rest of my Bamboozle pics.

One last thing: I love my FRIENDS. (and I don’t need quotation marks around it.)

luv...helen



Posted on 05/06/2008 6:04 AM Comments (17)

April 30, 2008

Two more brief items about World War II (again)



The first thing I want to tell you about is a great journal post from my friend “annieli," to correspond with the day set aside to commemorate victims of the Holocaust. Entitled “Yom Hashoah,” Anne describes the German concentration camp at Dachau, and includes photos from her visit there.  Anne’s journal entry also includes interviews she conducted with Holocaust survivors. The article is at once heartbreaking and informative.

please click here to check it out


I also wanted to recommend a movie I saw recently called, “Black Book.” (Zwartboek)

Toward the end of the second World War, a young Jewish woman  joins the Resistance in the Netherlands. She gets a job at the official German headquarters in order to spy on the activities of the SS. Here’s the catch (one of them, anyway): she falls in love with a German officer.

The movie is suspenseful, tragic and romantic. The cast is wonderful. (stars nobody we ever heard of.) The film is directed by Paul Verhoeven, a Dutch director.

After making a name for himself in the Netherlands, Verhoeven was snapped up by Hollywood and made his American directorial debut with the smash hit “Robocop.” (1987) He went on to direct some pretty crappy movies (in my opinion), including “Hollow Man,” “Starship Troopers,”  and even a certifiable so-bad-it’s-good stinker, “Showgirls.” 

He seems to have returned to his roots and redeemed himself with “Black Book.”

Highly recommended. Available on DVD. In German, English, and Dutch.

That should probably be it for World War II from me for a while-LOL!!

 

 



Posted on 04/30/2008 6:03 PM Comments (3)

April 28, 2008

Will You Say It, Too?

Dedication: to annadee, who wouldn't touch a javey with a 10-foot pole. �


illustration by ghettodaveyhavok
(i think her real name is crystal)
Thanks, my friend.


     She began their dance. They had been together just over four months,  and the dance hadnâ��t yet become boring. And if Isabella had her way, it never would.
     Isabella was a writer for Interview magazine.  She had been assigned to write an article about Davey Havok.  On a  cool, foggy October morning she had arrived at Daveyâ��s house for their first chat. Davey answered the door and welcomed her graciously. â��Iâ��m impressed you found your way without any trouble. Itâ��s not easy, even without the fog!â��
     â��I have a great sense of direction. And eyes like a cat,â�� she quipped.
     â��Well, come on in the kitchen and Iâ��ll get you something warm to drink.â��
     And so, the interview had begun. Davey talked about AFIâ��s new cd; how he felt about his first tour with Blaqk Audio; and the continuing evolution of AFIâ��s music. Isabella had a feeling that answering these same questions over and over might become tedious for Davey, so she threw in a few off-the-wall ones,  too, such as, â��Who do you think you might have been in a past life?â�� and â��If you had to eat the same three foods for the rest of your life, which three would you choose?â��
     Isabella didnâ��t know how she had done it, but several times she had made Davey giggle, and the corners of his eyes crinkled disarmingly. The interview was going so well, and Davey was so friendly that Isabella had begun to think....but no. It couldnâ��t be that she was making any kind of impression on Davey. No doubt he used his natural charm on everyone he met.
     But Isabella had been wrong.  She had made an impression on Davey. As the lengthy interview drew to a close, Davey had asked her if she would like to have dinner with him one night soon.
     Here they were, four months, and many dinners, movies, talks, and walks, not to mention one miniature golf game, later, sitting on his couch, watching the classic film Notorious.  Isabellaâ��s head was resting in Daveyâ��s lap. The movieâ��s dialogue gradually faded into the background until all Isabella could hear was the beating of Daveyâ��s heart.
     Isabella moved onto his lap and began to slowly unbutton his shirt. While she concentrated on the buttons, Davey looked at her face. He admired her thick lashes clustered on her cheek. He admired her smooth skin and pretty nose. He left off admiring the details and took in the whole lovely vision.
      Now she had all the buttons unbuttoned. She leaned in and kissed Daveyâ��s chest over and over, slowly and lovingly. She slid off his lap and looked up at him. He dipped his head down and captured her lips. They kissed, loving the taste of each other, loving the feeling.
     He laid her down on the couch and covered her with his body.  He kissed her lips, then her neck, all the while letting his fingers explore the soft skin beneath her blouse. In between kisses, they helped each other undress. They didnâ��t trouble themselves with getting up and moving to the bed. The moment was upon them. Like two dancers in perfect sync, they made love on the wide, soft sofa.
     Afterwards, Davey took a throw blanket from where it rested on the back of the sofa and spread it over the two of them .  He kissed Isabella on the forehead, then lightly on the lips as she looked at his beautiful face. â��Oh, Davey,â�� she started to say. â��I thinkâ��â�� she stopped herself. Isabella had fallen in love with Davey.  No, it was even worse than that; he had her wrapped around his little finger. But to dream that Davey felt the same way about her, well, that would be a happy ending, wouldnâ��t it? And happy endings were reserved for the movies, not real life.  Isabella decided she didnâ��t dare finish the sentence. She lacked the courage to say â��thoseâ�� three words.
    
Davey, however, was waiting for her to complete her thought. �What do you think?� he asked.
     â��I think...I think I left my headlights on.â��
     â��Ridiculous. They turn off automatically. Now what did you start to say?â��
     â��Nothing. I changed my mind. I donâ��t want to say it.â��
     â��Okay.â��  He buried his face in her hair. Isabella had a mass of curly hair, chestnut brown with natural dark gold streaks in it.
     â��I love the way you smell,â�� he said.
     â��â��Smell?â�� I donâ��t think I like the sound of that,â�� Isabella said dubiously.
     â��Why not? Itâ��s a good thing. You smell like raspberries and roses.â��
     She smiled.
     â��What do I smell like?â�� he asked.
     â��You donâ��t smell like anything. I mean, you smell...like Davey. With maybe a just a hint of tea in there.â��
     Davey smiled back. He took one of her long curls between his fingers, stretched it all the way out and let it spring back like a Slinky. â��Boing,â�� he said.
     They were quiet then.  Davey laced Isabellaâ��s fingers in his own and kissed each one of them. Afterwards, she placed their entwined hands over her heart.  
 
    Davey spoke up again. Apparently, he wasnâ��t going to let the subject drop.   â��Now. Back to what you started to say before.  You began â��Oh, Davey, I think...â��â��
     â��You know what? I need to go to the bathroom,â�� said Isabella.  â��Can I borrow your shirt?â��
     They felt around on the couch underneath them, and Davey finally produced the crumpled shirt from between the couch cushions. â��Got it!â�� he announced.
     She sat up and slipped the shirt on, buttoning a few of the buttons. He watched her walk away. 
    
Davey put his hands behind his head and allowed his thoughts to wander. Why did he feel so good when he was with her? Why did he feel like he wanted to spend all his free time with her?  She was pretty, of course. But the earth was overrun with pretty faces. So it wasnâ��t just that.  Maybe it was because she gave him his space, and yet when they were together she focused completely on him. Maybe it was because he felt like he had known her forever, yet was always discovering new things about her. Maybe it was because she smiled with her eyes. He couldnâ��t tell if she looked at other people that way, but the important thing was, that was how she looked at him.
     He heard her moving about in the kitchen.  Presently she returned, looking very appetizing, Davey thought, dressed only in his half-buttoned shirt. He could see that she was chewing something.
     â��What are you eating?â�� he asked.
     She sat down on the sofa, pointed to her full mouth and shrugged. He leaned up, and just before his lips touched hers, he knew it was chocolate.
     â��I thought so,â�� he said after they kissed. â��Go back and get me some.â��
     She frowned at him.
     â��Please?â�� he added. She returned with a largish square of dark chocolate,* and placed it in his mouth.  While he ate it, she snuggled back under the blanket with him.
     They kissed again, deeply. The chocolate was gone, but the sweet, rich, and slightly bitter taste remained.
     Then Davey said, â��Now what were we talking about?â��
     â��You were about to tell me about your childhood, Davey.â��
     â��We-e-ell,â�� he said, drawing the word out, â��I was born in Rochester, New York during the Blizzard of â��75.  Folks â��round those parts, well they said it was the worst dern storm since the Blizzard of â��42  when Farmer Jenkins froze to death trying to dig himself out of his barnâ��and you know very well thatâ��s not what we were talking about.  Why do you keep changing the subject?â��
     She couldnâ��t help grinning. He was maddening, but adorable.
     â��I wish you would tell me what you started to say a little while ago,â�� he said.
     Isabella gave no reply. She suddenly buried her face in his neck, hiding.  Looking into his eyes, those warm cocoa eyes, had almost made her blurt out the sentence she feared saying.
     Davey began to feel like a bastard for prolonging this game they were playing. He wanted nothing more right now than to make love with her again. He decided to try one more gambit, and if that didnâ��t work, he would stop teasing her. He raised the blanket a few inches off their bodies, and said mischievously, â��If you donâ��t say what you started to say to me, this blanket and I are going away and youâ��ll be left here alone and shivering.â��
     She looked up at him and reached out with her hand, letting it rest against his cheek. He smiled down at her.  She looked into his eyes, searching.  The intimacy became too much for her, and she looked away, a tear escaping her eye. â��Okay," she said softly, "Iâ��ll say it.â��  She looked up at him again. â��Davey,â�� she whispered, â��Iâ��m so in love with you.â��
     He kissed her slowly, seriously, and, Isabella sensed, with devotion.
     â��Youâ��ve made me very happy,â�� he said. â��because, Isabella, Iâ��m in love with you too.â��
     They began to make love for the second time that night on the wide, soft sofa.

 the end

 *donâ��t worry; itâ��s vegan chocolate.  

 

So that was a happy little fantasy, wasnâ��t it?  If you liked it, please comment and BUZZ.
Thanks so much for reading, and I hope to see you next time!!!

luv...helen...xo

 


Posted on 04/28/2008 6:51 PM Comments (16)

April 17, 2008

There's a Reason We Love the Spring

                

There’s a reason we love the Spring...

Is it because at last we are released
from our wood and glass prisons?

Is it because the ice finally cracks,
and the river is free to run?

Is it because we wonder what the robins talk about
with their petite yellow beaks?

Is it because when the daffodils bow their heads,
it almost seems like prayer?

Is it because suddenly the music in our headphones
is not nearly as beautiful
as the song of the mockingbird?

Is it because if we sit still long enough,
we can almost see the crocuses grow?

Yes, it is all of these.

They are all a part
of the one word that means Spring:

Hope.


                                      


this poem is for jenna: it is all I can give her.



Related Groups: Word Play
Posted on 04/17/2008 5:45 PM Comments (11)

April 12, 2008

Did You Ever Wonder What It's Like to Be a Muslim Teen in America? (aameer713)

                                                    


I made friends recently with a lovely person named Ambereen (aameer713). She was born in America, and lives in Gilbert, AZ.  Her family is Pakistani, and so she practices the Islamic faith. She recently wrote a blog explaining some of the Muslim customs she follows. I’ll freely admit that I, for one, was enlightened by it.

Go check it out, if you’re curious!

click here to read the blog


Posted on 04/12/2008 2:54 PM Comments (3)

April 10, 2008

Shane's Rock 'n Roll Wisdom--Vol. II

                                   

Helen: ”It must be great to be a drummer. You take out all your aggressions on the drums.  Drummers must be very peaceful people.”

Shane: “Gandhi must have been a drummer.”


 
Shane: If I was forced to have a crush on a rock star, it would be Hayley Williams.


After playing the “Smells Like Teen Spirit” guitar solo:  I just played that with my eyes closed which proves how lame it is.




Shane doesn’t like slow songs. When a slow song came on the Paramore cd we had on in the car, I automatically hit the skip button.
“That’s my girl!” said Shane.

 

 



While playing the guitar, Shane suddenly blurted out, “Now I know what I was put on this earth for!”

 

 
In a Blaqk Audio song, Davey sings some lyrics about being “gone without a trace,” so I said, “I don’t want Davey to be gone without a trace.”

Shane said, “All rock stars have to go sometime, Mom.”


NOW LET'S HAVE SOME NON-MUSIC RELATED QUOTES

 
Shane: At my age, we have crushes on girls, but we don’t know why.

 


A commercial for Gillette shavers in which guys were playing soccer came on tv.

Shane commented, “Shaving doesn’t make you good at soccer.”

 

 
Shane: Mom, who makes that rainbow jello?

Helen: Wesley’s grandma, Mrs. Smith.

Shane: Is Mrs. Smith still alive?

Helen: Oh yes.

Shane: Good, because I really like that jello!



Extra Credit Reading

During my search for a photo of a shaver, I stumbled upon the website of Long or Short LLC (which I guess gives you financial advice). Check out the “razor-sharp” wit of the writer below. Hmm, Kaiser Edamame. Could that possibly be a pen-name?

Shaving: The Future, but Now
by Kaiser Edamame

Hi. I’m here to tell you the history of shaving. It all began with cavemen, they had long hairy beards and the beards were sweaty and dusty.

Then, in 1904, a company called Gillette invented the “safety razor“. The safety razor was a single-blade razor that made shaving cool and fun and everyone did it.

In 1971, after more than 60 years of research, Gillette realized they could double their revenues if they sold a razor that had (get this) TWO blades. That’s right, the dual-blade Gillette Sensor Excel took the shaving industry by storm and it was another 30 years before the inventors at Gillette could improve this model.


☺If the corners of your mouth turned up at all, give it a buzz!☺

luv...helen




 



Posted on 04/10/2008 5:42 PM Comments (9)

March 25, 2008

Junkie

Readers' advisory:  These are intense (for me, anyway.)


Junkie


I took a taste,
stepped once into your eyes.
It was enough,
and too much.
let me go oh don’t let me go.
My veins stand open
one more hit...
please!
oh, what was it like to be free?
Fucker.
Lover.
at three in the morning
the brown velvet beckons.
I come too near the edge,
and it calls my name.
I fall.
A billion miles.
can you see me now?
an unnamed star.

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And now, because I’m the kind of gal who likes to live on the edge (haha), here’s another poem with the same theme. Tell me in the comments: Are either of these poems any good? And which one do you think is better?  luv...helen



Free


Come,

break my chains,

unlock the cage.

This love destroys...

it burns.

Set me free, give me wings.

Point the way to the mountaintop.

Do not follow.

There, I will live alone

beside the wind and moon.

There, I will find peace.

 



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Posted on 03/25/2008 5:52 PM Comments (14)

March 16, 2008

What Are Children For? (a photo essay)


To hug.


 
For reading to.



So we can do fun things without feeling like idiots.  




For being innocent.



To help us develop patience. *

 


To make complicated birthday cakes for.

 



To believe in Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy.   **

 


To make us stop thinking about ourselves for two seconds.

 

For saying hilarious things.

Shane’s grandpa said at dinner one night: This is a very breasty chicken.
Shane: The roosters must have swooned over her.

 


To get handmade birthday cards from.

 


To love unconditionally.

 

*my beloved ex-sister-in-law      **his tooth came out in a lollipop.


>>Buzznet parents: please steal this idea. We would love to see your kids and read your captions!<<

 


Posted on 03/16/2008 5:26 PM Comments (26)

March 8, 2008

I don't dash off spur-of-the-moment journals, but....

                                                               

[Second in my series on writing to artists with no comment section.] 

Ashly (newageamazon) already wrote a journal about Travis McCoy’s blog, and of course, nobody does it better than she, but I wanted to add my two cents. 

Ashly gave a link to Travis’ blog, but in case you don’t go to the link, (I’ll be the first to admit I often don’t follow links), this is the gist of his blog:

Travis admits to being a drug addict since the age of 15. There was a brief period a few years back in which he went through a detox program, but he says it didn’t help. In his words, he says, “being fucked up...WAS my life, day in and day out.”  Having lost so many friends to drugs, he realized he didn’t want HIS friends and loved ones to add him to that list. 

He has recently been through a detoxification procedure that cleaned his opiate receivers. He’s determined to stay clean this time.

These are some things he’s pondering as he embarks on his drug-free life.

"Will I still be cool drug free? Will I lose my edge? Will my writing suffer? Will my friends think I’m lame? Will I still be a fun guy or a vegetable? "

Travis, this is the best thing ever! Will you be able to write? You will write better!! You will be able to see clearly and absorb all of your life experiences that form the basis of what you write about.  You may feel pain now instead of deadening it with drugs. Do you know where a lot of great art comes from?  Pain!!  Will you be cool? You will be cooler!  Someone who is able to resist the temptation of drugs shows great strength and coolness! Will your friends think you’re lame?  That’s such a silly question I won’t respond to it.

Bottom line, Travis.  Congratulations!!  I admire you, I wish you all the best as you face each new morning drug-free. I hope this will be a life-long commitment for you.

to read Ashly's (newageamazon) blog click here

to read Travis' blog click here 



Posted on 03/08/2008 3:29 PM Comments (6)

March 3, 2008

Hey Patrick!

                                    

Hey Patrick!

I’ve just come from your brand-new website! 

I felt like a mouse who just showed up to the mousetrap only to find the cheese was missing!  I didn’t see a place to leave a comment!  It’s probably just as well.  You would get a lot of these types of comments: “I ♥ u Patrick. ur lyk so kewl!!!!!!” and “If I send you my dog, will you autograph him for me?”

But it just seems unnatural to me now not to leave comments! So I’ll leave them here. It’s as good a place as any.

Kudos to Andrea Garcia Castro for the sweet caricature of you. It’s really amazing how an artist can do a caricature of a you, and even though it doesn’t have any nose or eyes, we instantly know it’s you!

So you’re producing Gym Class Heroes’ new record.  That’s great news!  Although I’m still not clear on what a producer does. Is he kind of like the director of a film, in other words, the boss?  No one has ever fully explained this to me....

Well, good luck with all of your projects. I’ll be anxious to see the film you’re making, too!

luv...helen...xo

ps. I knew you wrote the blog personally because nobody else would use the word “vessel” in a sentence.  (except a sailor...or a pirate)   ; )

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What would you like to say to Patrick? Or me, for that matter.  You can write it in the comments.

 

 

 



Posted on 03/03/2008 6:15 PM Comments (14)

February 27, 2008

Um, I have 2 questions for anyone out there : )


1. When you go to someone's homepage to leave a note, is it polite to read notes that other people left?

2. Do you read all the comments on your posts even if there are 73 of them?

Sorry if I sound stupid or rude; not meant to be. I just want to do the right thing.

Posted on 02/27/2008 8:28 PM Comments (26)

February 26, 2008

Tagged for Jolly Songs : ]

I was tagged by ohthepainthepain AND berryvalentine for SONGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY.

         1. Canned Heat--Jamiroquai
    I used to put my faith in worship
    Til I took a trip to the other side of town
    That’s when I heard that boogie rhythm
    I had no choice but to get
    Down down down down
    Dance

2. Chase this Light—Jimmy Eat World
    A beautiful song that will lift your spirits any day of the year. 

 

3. Beat on the Brat—The Ramones
    A silly song from the good ol’ days before almost all the Ramones went to that great CBGBs in the sky.

 

4. Let Me In—Hot Hot Heat
    It’s got those fake church bells in it, and I’m an instant sucker for any song with  those                     
   
fake church bells.

 

5. Mais Que Nada—Sergio Mendes & Brasil ‘66
     Bossa nova, baby.

 

6. Orgasm Addict—Buzzcocks
     A ridiculous and outré song.

 

7. Pennies from Heaven—Louis Prima
    Louis Prima had such a jolly voice. From the soundtrack to “Elf.” And a happier movie
    you will never see.

 

8. Shake Your Groove Thing—Peaches and Herb
    Disco is another very delirious musical genre

 

9.  Anything by Cobra Starship. But if I had to pick one: Smile for the Paparazzi
     The line “Step the f*ck off my jock” makes me laugh every time.  (I ♥ u Gabe.)

 

10. We’re Going to Be Friends—White Stripes
      Childlike and charming.

      numbers, letters, learn to spell
      nouns and books and show and tell
      at playtime we all throw the ball
      back to class, through the hall
      teacher marks our height
      against the wall.


I think most of you have already done this, but if not, feel free to.

ooh, in my travels, I found some victims who haven't done this!  so I'll tag:
rockinponda, likemeorhateme, djscribbles and rocker4815


 


Posted on 02/26/2008 6:03 PM Comments (2)

February 22, 2008

Wacky Fashions at the Oscars!!

While we can’t say for sure who’s going to take home a golden statuette at the 2008 Oscars, it is pretty safe to say that someone  will show up wearing something god-awful. Here’s a look back at some of the jaw-dropping ensembles that were sported at past ceremonies.


It’s been seven years since Bjork showed up at the Oscars wearing her Halloween costume, and people are still spoofing it to this day.  100 years from now: “Mommy, who was Bjork?”  “Oh, she was this lady who went to the Academy Awards wearing a bird.”



Here comes Helena Bonham-Carter in 1987 looking like Queen Victoria on her way to a funeral. Also, it must have slipped her mind that she had a hair and makeup appointment that day.

 


The Oscars just haven’t been the same since Cher stopped appearing in her Vegas showgirl-goes-Goth get-ups.  Today’s actresses are just so dull. What I wouldn’t give to see Hilary Swank stroll down the red carpet with ostrich feathers sprouting from her head.

 


Joan Crawford doesn’t even bother to get dressed! She’s still in her p-j’s! Ok, I admit she didn’t actually attend the ceremony; she had an attack of nerves and stayed home. But after she won the Best Actress award for Mildred Pierce in 1946, a camera crew was sent to her home and found her in bed and all smiles.

 


Celine Dion (1999) must have been absent on that day in kindergarten when her class was taught about “dressing myself.”     Yoo hoo!  Celine!  The buttons go in the front!

 


Um, the only explanation I have for Jodie Foster’s 1990 horror is that thieves must have broken into her home during Oscar week and stolen all of Jodie’s mirrors.

 



Here’s Diane Keaton in 2004 confusing reality and fantasy. She apparently doesn’t realize that the clothes she wore in the movie Annie Hall were a costume for the character of  “Annie Hall.”

 


While not of the eye-popping caliber of the attire worn by let’s say, a Cher, still, the color of Laura Linney’s 2005 gown makes me physically ill. It reminds me too much of fish bellies. If you’re going to go with a dress that has an absence of color, better stick with black.

 


“Mom!  Come look!  A roll of aluminum foil has come to life!” Susan Sarandon at the 1993 ceremony.

 


“Well, hello, Dolly!”  Audiences at the 1969 ceremony got an eyeful when Barbra Streisand mounted the stage to collect her Best Actress Oscar for Funny Girl.

 


Remind you of  a certain animated character from a recent film?  Oh, that’s not fair. After all, Naomi Watts was pregnant at the time, and her hormones probably messed up her fashion sense.  (2007)

 
Let’s not leave out the men!!  While there were not nearly so many fine examples of kooky clothing on the opposite sex, I did come up with a few choice looks.
 


Wow! Just Wow!  Jon BonJovi’s  probably not at all embarrassed by the bedazzling suit he wore to the 1991 Oscars.

 


The Nehru-collared jacket and beads look was in style for about five minutes back in 1968 when Sammy Davis Jr. accepted the Best Song award for Leslie Bricusse. 
And here’s Babs again, showing up a few years too early to audition for the Bob Dylan biopic I’m Not There.    

 

 
Samuel L. Jackson decided in 2000 not to “bet on black” when he went for this royal purple number.  I didn’t know he was such a big Willy Wonka fan.

 


Who remembers when Trey Parker and Matt Stone, the boys who gave us South Park, Team America, and Orgazmo were actually nominated for an Oscar in 2000 for the song “Blame Canada” (South Park movie). This is how they looked at perhaps their one and only trip down this red carpet. Is there such a thing as having too much of a sense of humor?  In my opinion, no.

Keep your eyes peeled at this year's Oscars!  There will surely be at least one star who'll make you say, "What were they thinking?"


 

 

 

 


Posted on 02/22/2008 10:26 AM Comments (7)

February 19, 2008

CAUTION: Sense of Humor Crossing: Cosmo Translated for Real Women in the Real World

                            

1.  Tell him he can have his buddies over for poker night. AND they can smoke cigars.

2.  House with one bathroom. And if your significant other is a foot taller than you, like
     mine, then you can both floss your teeth AT THE SAME TIME. Instant togetherness.

3.  One word: Liposuction.

4.  Rub Hershey’s chocolate bar on pulse points.

5.  I think it’s around 6 weeks after plastic surgery.

6.  In bed with a) Gerard Way  b)William Beckett c) Davey Havok  d) Patrick Stump
    e) Adam Lazzara  f) all of the above  g) fill in the blank  __________

7.  I’m leaving her alone.  She totally won me over with “Knocked Up.”

8.  In “his own words”  (see below)



If you don't like my suggestions, leave me a note and I'll pass along Cosmo's advice. ♀♂

luv...helen...xo



 



Posted on 02/19/2008 5:47 PM Comments (2)
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