Fluffy Little Clouds

by The Orb

“What were the skies like when you were young?”

“They went on forever – They – When I – We lived in Arizona, and the skies always had little fluffy clouds in ‘em, and they were long, clear, and there were lots of stars, at night. And when it would rain, they would all turn – They were beautiful, the most beautiful skies as a matter of fact. Um, the sunsets were purple and red and yellow and on fire, and the clouds would catch the colors everywhere. That’s uh, neat cause I used to look at them all the time, when I was little. You don’t see that. You might still see it in the desert.”

Download:
The Orb – Little Fluffy Clouds (Adam Freeland Tsunami One Mix)

You’ve Got To

by The Young Punx
Video by Han Hoogerbrugge

Oh, the memories. I first succumbed to the psychedelic trance of this nutty little video after a crazy, sweaty, sexed up nite in Tempe, glued to the screen and high as can be at 5 in the morning. I don’t think I blinked even once during the entire thing. So, yeah, I was thinking about that scene with a little grin on my face and just had to post the video to seal the moment in time. Goddamn, I miss you, Arizona. Enjoy.

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http://www.theyoungpunx.com/youvegotto/index.htm

Happy Anniversary To Us

Don’t ask me how but we did it. We’ve survived an entire year together. And we couldn’t be happier.

Today marks the anniversary of Danielle and I. Roughly. We can’t exactly pin point the day we actually decided to function as one singular item (first we hooked up in Second Life, then we started a real world, long-distance relationship, then she finally flew down to Phoenix to live with me and eventually got married months later), we can say that it was generally around this time. And that’s good enough for us. Makes it easier next year when we can afford to buy each other anniversary gifts. Though we’re still broke (but not for long), we plan to seize today all to ourselves. It’s been a crazy week anyway and we both need a break. Mom caught a vicious cold, brought it home and decided to share it with all of us so we’re not exactly the most energetic either. But I’m sure a nice, quiet, lazy day involving nothing but lots of cuddles and sweet nothings in each others’ ears will be just the thing we need.

I’ve had some crazy times in the past with my previous lovers but nothing like what I’ve experienced with Danielle. No, this is the good kinda crazy. The kind of crazy that takes on you adventures all around the world. The kind of crazy that pits you at your highest highs and drags you through your toughest lows. The kind of crazy that involves sex, drugs, raves, evictions, stolen goods, polyamoury, more sex, police, car crashes, farm animals, babies, planes, trains, hotels, unemployment, loud music, even more sex and, above all, the greatest love I could ever imagine. It’s been a wild ride alright. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. Sure, we made more than our fair share of mistakes but we’ve overcome our tragedies and pulled through together. And, so far, I think this year is turning out to be a true testament to that.

Never have I connected with anyone the way I do with my Li’l Squirt. The way we know exactly what the other is thinking at some point every single day. The way our likes and dislikes mirror each other with uncanny precision. I didn’t think it was possible but she literally is like my other half. In some ways we’re complete opposites but in most ways, we’re like long lost sisters. And she’s been the single most prominent figure to see me through my transition. No one else even comes close. Most of my friends seem to have abandoned me because of it but she embraces it and makes me feel sane. She’s given me more support and tutoring than any counsellor ever could and I’m eternally grateful for her. I just can’t imagine my life without her from this point on.

So, I can only hope that today turns out just the way we want. Our life together is full of spontaneity but, whatever happens, I’ll be looking forward to more of that same ol’ crazy love. Here’s to us, D. I love you and always will. Let The World Be Our Playground!

The End Of The World

As December draws to a close, I can’t help but look back on all that I’ve experienced this crazy year. Funny how they seem to get crazier as time goes on. I thought last year would be pretty tough to beat but oh, after these former twelve months? It’s beaten. To a pulp. In retrospect though, as hard as times have been, I’d have to say that it was easily the best of my life. Thanks most in part to my beloved Danielle. Don’t get me wrong, we’ve had our pitfalls. (We’re not doing so hot right now either.) But no matter what happens beyond today, I know I won’t regret any of it. Thank you, D, for giving me the best times of my life. I love you.

My successes this year include: embracing my transgenderism and effectively completing and continuing my RLE; leaving college; getting married; avoiding numerous police arrests; making a baby; convincing my parents to send me to counselling; landing a job in my ideal career field only to discover that it’s clearly no longer my career field and quitting before probation was up; experiencing my first polyamouros relationship; experiencing my first foursome; travelling across the United States of America on a Greyhound bus for three and a half days; becoming Vegan; dealing with the loss of both my grandmothers; cuddling with my best friend; launching an online business in Second Life; surviving a car accident; seeing snow; making another song; eviction; living illegally in a foreign country; joining PETA; meeting Danielle for the first time; getting stranded in the middle of the night in downtown Phoenix; discovering Electroclash; discovering Nu Jazz; discovering pierogies; visiting real farms; sex with a hermaphrodite; throwing hookah parties; getting a perfect score in Yoshi’s Island all over again; speaking to the dead, experiencing a cuddle puddle in front of a bonfire in the middle of the desert; enjoying a free pizza, compliments of a friendly taxi driver, etc..

Not too bad for a year’s work, I suppose. The latter part of it was fairly tame (and much more arduous) compared to the beginning but I’m not complaining. Too much.

I won’t lie. Nowadays, things are more difficult than they’ve ever been. Between Danielle and I, we hardly have any money to our names. No place of our own and nowhere to go from here but back to my hometown. And it’s not going to get any easier yet. I’m more than ready to start the next chapter but I’m scared. I really am. I don’t know how I’m going to live a happy life down there but at least I won’t be alone. Looking forward to seeing the family again. The beaches. My friends. And, most of all, Kristina. Excited to show Danielle around (if she ever decides to get this passport before it’s too late) and land another job but other than that… well, I don’t know. Que sera sera. Here’s to another crazy year.