so everyone everywhere has shared 25 random things about themselves. instead, i figured i would occasionally (randomly if you will), share something about myself in a post. one thing at a time — no need to overwhelm you with my weirdosity.

# 33. i complain a lot.

in honor of lent (i am not catholic but i am a really big fan of jesus christ), i decided that i would try to give up the incessant complaining i do.  in the likely event that i am unable to do this, i figure that  i can exchange two gratitudes for every complaint.

hey, i am not doubting myself. i am being realistic. i work in hell and it’s not healthy to keep it all in. plus, i try to keep things positive here (well, kind of) but my blog often comes across as one big lament (an artistic complaint of life and circumstances).

here goes:

my complaint: work — the night shift.

my gratitude: slumdog millionaire.


photo by s3rioussam .

the movie and the soundtrack are both brilliant. it’s among my top 20 movies of all time. (i would say top 10 but only movies that i have seen several times can be in this category.) i of course cried when i saw it, and i cried again when it won eight oscars. the cast and crew all looked so happy to be recognized. you don’t see that type of genuine happiness every day.

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other gratitude: the sun.


photo by Haiku Garry.

god, it’s gorgeous — a halo of warmth that heals any pain. i’ve written about it countless times. my imagine freedom poem (email me for the password) probably covers my love for it the best.

i wish i could stay in the sun forever. now that i’m working overnight, i’ve found myself clinging to it and damning the days that i sleep from nine am to nine pm. i want to move somewhere quieter with more open space and more fifty to seventy degree weather so i can linger in her embrace even longer.

(by the way, i really want that VW van in the picture — beautiful machine.)