James Van Praag in Dallas

Sun 02.27.2005 @ 11:56 pm
listening to: Center of the Sun from Poe

So I just came back from Dallas. I have mixed feelings about the visit, but not in the way you might think.

I guess I should start in the beginning. We go to Dallas, the talk was going to be at the Renaissance Hotel, so we decided to go ahead and stay there the night before, get up early and find good seats.

We get there and we couldn't record the lecture, otherwise I would have done it for my sister who couldn't attend. But anyway, yes he is much smaller in person and much thinner. He has a very sharp, dry wit to him, but he is nice. I could tell that even though he is nice and all, you wouldn't want to see him mad. ;)

He spoke about himself a little bit, how even as a kid he saw spirits. He compared himself to the kid in the 6th sense, only he didn't experience anything negative No people with their heads chopped off or anything, just regular people (in his mind's eye) with a light glowing around them. Then he did some meditation exercises and began doing readings.

Now according to him what happends is the spirits come to him, and from that he goes into the crowd. So I couldn't ask him about my Grandma, but even if I had wanted to he said not to ask him personal questions like that. He spoke to alot of different couples about mothers, fathers etc...
My dad, always the sceptic, told my mom and I that even though everything looked "authentic" there was always a chance that he had staged the readings with people and peppered them around the audience. Then he said, "The only way I'll be 100% sure of this being true is he gives us or your friend Veronica a reading."

Sure enough, the last reading he did, he said this spirit just made his presence known, was a soldier looking for his family. My friend Veronica's mother raised her hand shakily. He said alot of things to them, some I think too personal to write about here. But the good thing is, that they had no idea how he died, the goverment hasn't told them. James told them how, where, with whom. He then also said things that they did while he was alive, as well as places in their house (specific memories, places, faces and names). Veronica's grandfather also came through.

I'll upload the pictures my mom and I took with James later.

Shopping

Fri 02.25.2005 @ 1:02 am
Listening to: Queer by Garbage

Today I went shopping, with a mild rest stop to class of course. There have been crazy sales going on the past few days. 75% off plus a 50% of that and what do you got? Half crazed men and women going at it for the last Ralph Lauren sweater.

It's amazing how much barely contained contempt you see in people's faces as they catch you eyeing the same thing they are. Kinda felt like I was right smack in the middle of Animal Kingdom or something.
But anyway... the weather turned cold today, and I think I'm coming down with something. It's really bad timing since I have so much to do right now. Tomorrow I'm going over to my partner's friend's house to finish editing and mixing our mini movie for class next week.

Then on Saturday I'm leaving to Dallas to go attend a talk with James Van Praag. I'm so excited about that. I don't know if you guys have seen his show on tv "Beyond", but I'm very curious to see what he has to talk about. At the end he will be taking random readings of the audience and I hope we get to talk to him... about my Grandma. Hopefully we'll talk to him, I'm crossing my fingers.

Humidity 's a bitch

Thu 02.24.2005 @ 12:28 am
listening to: Laura by Scissor Sisters

The weather changed from a gorgeous day yesterday with sun and blue sky and 72 degree weather to today. I can actually feel tiny dew drops on my lips as I walk outside and taste the water on my tongue.

And for the past few days I've been having constant headaches. I have never really suffered with heachaches before, but I'm just about my wits end. Tylenol has become my new best friend. Other than that, I'm pretty happy and a bit green with envy that a friend of mine is in Paris right now.

Last time he went, he brought me back some stones from Jim Morrison's grave. I don't think he can top that gift, I love the Doors. The posh party came and went. It's amazing how much planning and anticipation can make the actual event seem kinda lack luster. Don't get me wrong, it was an awesome party, but I felt so rushed to get it done that I didn't really enjoy it.

Posh Party

Sat 02.19.2005 @ 10:40 am
Today I have so many things to do. I woke up extra early to shower and such. I have to film a short story today with a classmate for Audio class. I'm gonna be the one on the camera and call me vain but I don't want to look like crap.
Anyway, I am heading out the door when I get a call and my classmate and her friends are gonna be late, which is fine except for one thing. All my schedule has to be then pushed forward and hour. Ug. I don't work well with schedules, last time I had one I fucked it up good and proper.
I'm just looking forward to Dave's Photography exibition tonight and the Posh party. And tomorrow I will sleep for most of the day. mmmm sleep. One of the things one starts to really value in her life when insomnia takes a good hold of you.

Tsunami, by Res

Fri 02.18.2005 @ 12:22 am
Download Song

I feel so nice just when you're here
The reason why is not so clear
I knew the first time when you told me
I'd fall in love just as you'd hold me

And now I want to stay at your side tonight
I want to watch you as the sun lights up your eyes
I want to know when you wake first thing you see is me
You're all the things I prayed that I'd meet

[Chorus:]
Ride, ride this wave of mine
There're brighter things out on the other side
Ride, ride this wave of mine
I know that things are going to be alright

Moments they come and then they go
You'll feel so high and then before you know
I could of sworn our future was set in stone
But I guess some things it's just as well for God to know

So now I concentrate on turning wrong to right
I'm going to let go things I held inside so tight
I'm going to live and let forgive things said in spite
Clear out the smoke and usher in the light

[Chorus]

The Hustler

Download Song

I've got something with me
My soul's kinda gritty
Now do I lie or run away

Engine engine #9
You get your way
Or I'll get mine
Sure as the sun will shine each day

Just like the apple
Temptress sets in
I win you're tackled
Shackles on my feet won't let me move

Not soft but supple
Come with all you got
My wings won't ruffle
Victory is sweet but I ain't scared to lose

[Chorus:]
In my house the moon still shines in the day
But there's a lot 'a old bills I gotta pay
In my house feel free to dance like it's May
But there's a lot 'a old bills I gotta pay

Tell me can you here me
No more sittin pretty
Ain't gone to shun my heart this time
I know when it really matters
It'll be me
Alone and regrets will be none

Just like the apple
Temptress sets in
I win you're tackled
Shackles on my feet won't let me move
Not soft but supple
Come with all you got
My wings won't ruffle
Victory is sweet but I ain't scared to lose

[Chorus]

I'll be on my own
It don't matter I'm grown
I won't be singin' no sad song in the lay
And if I rub you wrong
Baby I come on strong
I got no mind to cushion what I say

[Chorus]

That's what I'm talking about

Mon 02.14.2005 @ 6:52 pm

Update on Redesign

Sun 02.13.2005 @ 5:36 pm
Well... it's coming along. I have a couple of tests to study for, and some photos to reprint and shoot, but I should be done with this thing by next weekend. (Here's hoping)

Half-assed

Fri 02.11.2005 @ 3:16 am
I'm updating the blog, sorry for the messed up looking page. I would finish it tonight, or this morning, but I have to go to work tomorrow, and I need sleep. So, please bare with my half-assed attempt at redesigning.

Photography

Wed 02.09.2005 @ 1:57 pm
12:56
Write now I'm about to leave for my photography class. If you could see me now I'd be all smiles. I love that class. I've been dreaming about taking photography since I was 3. Yes you read right, 3.

Today we'll be printing photos, I already printed some of my film at Julie's house. Her uncle Dave has a darkroom. =)

I have this one photo of a mouse smoking a cigg. I'll see about taking a digital picture of it and posting on the photoblog, or I could just scan it at work, b/c the print is 11x17. Hmmm.

Valentine's Day on Sunday

Tue 02.08.2005 @ 5:34 pm
I am planning to cook my family breakfast in honor of Valentines on Sunday. I know, the 14th is on monday, and I have plans that day (hurrah).
But I remember when I was younger, my mom and dad always had something special for us planned. Though in Colombia Valentine's Day doesn't fall on the 14th of Feb, but sometime in September (I think).
Anyway... I've been surfing the web trying to find some good recipes... to no avail. Everything is too complicated or requires ingredients that I can't buy close to home.

Last night I was channel surfing, hoping to come across a cooking show. Why is it whenever you are looking for something it's never there, and when you could care less, it's all you see on the telly?
I couldn't find a single cooking show. I guess I'll stake out the style channel to wait for either Martha Stewart or Nigella.

Here in Houston it's been rainy, cold, and humid. I usually love the first two, but when they are all mixed, it's awful weather. All I wanna do is go home and snuggle under the covers, not wake up at 5 like I did this morning and drive through crazy weather 50 minutes to get to school. And speaking of driving, There was a long line on the street before turning into MacGregor, the reason? There was a truck stalled but he hadn't put his blinkers on.
When everyone finally wised up & they begin to pass him on the parallel lane, I looked over and the man was alseep. Atleast I hope he was asleep. In the beginning I thought it might be a drunken stupor, but what if he had had a heart attack? When I had made up my mind to go back and see if he could wake up, the traffic was so bad that I would have been late to class. When I drove back home I looked for the truck but it wasn't there. I hope that man's okay, wherever he is.

White Trash

Tue 02.01.2005 @ 9:36 pm
I did surprisingly well. only 16%. Well... counted I'm only part 'white', but still.

I am 16% White Trash.
Not at all White Trashy!
I, my friend, have class. I am so not white trash. . I am more than likely Democrat, and my place is neat, and there is a good chance I may never drink wine from a box.

the last test question made me laugh b/c I actually do have some friends who come to a party with a wine box parading on their shoulder ala boombox in the 80's.

And, I'm 51% hippie. Not very surprised on that one actually.

I am 51% Hippie.
I am so Hippie, Man!
I am not a child of the 60’s but my heart is true to the cause, man. I realize that being a hippie is not just bell bottoms and tie-dye. It is also about the drugs and smelling bad, too!

And finally... this result would have been completely different a year ago.

I am 46% Tortured Artist.
I know Art, I just don't live it.
I have some artistic ability, but it is probably a hobby and doesn't drive my life into a dark abysmal hole were I am alone and against the world.
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