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• knitted 5 blankets for homeless program in 8 mos!
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• 2003
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• Trigun, Cowboy Bebop, Inuyasha,Paranoia Agent, Full Metal Alchemist, Patlabor movies
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• I want to knit a blanket to keep the world warm
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• knitting, sketching, and trying to maintain my sense of humour
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• tripping over EVERYTHING

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Sunday, April 25, 2004

Watch this Space
I've been cruising around the Otaku here, ,and I'm amazed by what people have done with their sites-- so creative! New ideas and art have such a stimulating effect. Especially during Income Tax Month-- a major sourpuss time! Running for receipts, trying to fill out insane paperwork for the priveledge of paying out money ! Well, its been the source of more jokes than many other things I know of.
The hand clinic therapist helped me out a lot. The new brace looks strange-- holds my thumb rigid (so I can't move it) as well as the wrist. But it is giving relief. I have to ice it several times a day, the strange thing being the ice makes me a bit dizzy-- but at least I function now. It;s a little awkward knitting. I was impressed by the hand therapist, because helping me to do fun hobby things was as important as assisting me with work stuff.

Today is another beautiful spring day. The birds (outside birds as opposed to the parrots) are chirping heatedly, and Dr. Who , the parrot responds , getting excited. Another day where I feel like reclining back, may be with some chai, and say MMMMMMM. I have to get another cell phone--- this is the second one that grew legs! AW, MAN-- WHY DO THESE THINGS HAPPEN TO ME ???!! Okay, I hear the Peanut Gallery stamping their feet saying " This is a no-whining zone!". True, get the phone, and then play in the park. A snack, tunes, and maybe a manga and my knitting. I'm working on a blanket that has some eyelet stitches. I finally finished a poncho! Usually I get started, but I don't finish them== this time I did.

Well, second try at getting out the door, I am feeling too comfortable in my nightshirt. Mmmm.. chai! (that and cherry cola taste good to me) After getting the phone, I will head to the little local park. It is on Dream St-- for real! And a little firestation is acoss the street. I thing that is such a great name for the street. Well, bump, bumpb , bump, here goes Mamma, brace, knitting bag, tunes and all!

Shiny new vistas and new places to see for Bali-kitty! Warm sunshile and apricot and cherry blossoms for Ozy J (and a gret big paintbox of colours for all the wonderful art), Music and smiles to Wolfy-- and hopes of good things for Milkycat, whereever you are. And welcome, TAG (totalanimegirl)-- have some chai!. Catch you all later, have a beautiful day!

Love and peace,
Mamma Vash
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Wednesday, April 21, 2004

   Mamma the Mecha
Sorry I've been away, but mving the left hand started to get painful. They put another splint on == it surrounds the thumb and goes 3/4 upper the lower arm, but I have a litle suppor t,, hopefully this will begin to heal. It slows me, but doesn't stop. For drawing, I guess I'll be trying computer generated using a trackball (and right hand-- I'm left handed). I thank my friends who help to keep up some frustration with this. Hey Milkcat-- thanks for encouragement! Ozy J, I always look for your thoughts! Balinese, hoping you are finding warm sunshine! Wolfy, hoping there are many colours for you to write! KamyiaUsagi-- whishing you sweet things in life!
When you can't write or draw, sometimes the thinking machine works overtime. All I could see was the clutter in the house I couldn't fix, things at work I couldn't complete fast enough, and nighttime of pain waking me up! Not a good time, and no fun. Well, at least pain is lessened-- I slept last night. I'm hoping I can find a way to put the wildflower picture on my site. That was such an unexpected uplift-- I love the wildflowers, because they are simple-- they have no demands, they just exist-- to give pollen and nectar to bees, and dance in the wind and give colour to brighten the world a bit. There are apricot an persimmon trees budding in my yard. I would love to get an orange or lemon tree... We don't have cherry trees like out in the East. Cherry trees are so beautiful and graceful. My husband went back East n business, and he went to Washington D.C. He called saying how sad it was there-- we had lived in Maryland for a while, and loved going to Wash D.C to the Smithsonian, and walk the Mall area near the Washington monument. People would be doing various things, picnic, children playing, its like America's backyard. Now my husband said, there are fences, gate, structures surrrrroounding some monuments with access denied. It's sad that these things have happened-- I only hope and pray that things change, and people can get along better, using their thoughts and not fists to work at issues. If they have to fight, how about a boxing ring where leaders or generals duke it out? Ah, but Mamma does have her fantasies..
There goes one of the parrots... the little one is named Dr.Who after the Britich sci fi series, he's yelling "I'm Dr. Who !" to the world-- usually for attention. He has learned how to make a kissing sound, and if he sees a man and lady hugging or holding haands, ,he makes the kissing noise like a naughty little sister or brother. Well, some errands today. AT LEAST I CAN OPEN A SODA BOTTLE MYSELF!
During the frustration, and trying to resolve some grief, I talked with my friend who does some work at fashion shows. She suggested maybe a big change and new haircut. My hair is short, looks like someone put a bowl on my head, and its was just straight with bangs. I took the challenge (walked out the first time), and now it is ultra short, and spikey (little spikes) It feels very cool, and if I get too hot, I can pour water over my head, and its dry in 3 minutes. Things are moving , slowly. I'm puttig up a new avatar because it's a first attempt at computer graphic. I had a small pencil sketch, guess I'll see how this turns out.

Balinese, I wish you sunshine days and many new beautiful places to see, Milkycat I wish happytimes with your kitties, and a bouquet of smiles and good times, Ozy J-- I send you laughter and wish happy new discoveries, Wolfy-- I hope there are bushels of colours and art in your life, as well as friends. And KamiyaUsagi== dance hard and fast with your pencil-- keep writing. (Silver Falcon, I love your story--, ,and Thrush Battersea-- hello Crunch, from Huggles) Nekos--- just gotta love them, so graceful, so resourceful ! Well,off I go , spikey hair, brace and all. Time for cool jazz to help with chores.
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Sunday, April 18, 2004

To Be Announced
So many things are on hold now... I was told to come back to hand clinic 5 days later so for now no changes. Other projects are on hold because of my hand. It's getting hard to keep an optimistic outlook when things pile up. But the pictures of the wildflowers came out pretty decent-- they were so very pretty. There's a peach tree, persimmon tree, and apricot tree in my little yard, I hope they have fruit this year. Well, can/t type too long, so its a brief one today. Huggles and sunshine to all my friends!
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Friday, April 16, 2004


Bump,bump,bump====rolling along like a car with square wheels. The waterworks are under control... my wrist is turning into a nuissance. Try to sleep , and it lets me know its there-- like its lonely in the night. Tomorrow I go to hand clinic for some kind of wrist brace. I have haphazard wraps in the mean time. I am glad for music! Bebop's Waltz for ZiZi helps me relax and fall asleep so I can ignore my wrist. A page from the Pessimist's Handbook "Today is the day you worried your butt off about yesterday" --- well tomorrow I guess we'll see what this ends up as-- if I can draw, knit, play music, I won't be concerned what the device looks like. Stay tuned!
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Tuesday, April 13, 2004

   Bump..trip..GRIN !
**blink** I guess its safe enough to look out of the door. Nothing falling from the skies, no water leaking from my eyes... Hey , this feels good, my skin is warm, and cool breezes are blowing. The daily morning thick fogs have blown away. In the canyon there's a little bumpy ridge-- nothing special, kind of brown and lumpy. BAM! Almost overnight, vague little round bumps appeared on the plants scattered on the vacant land. BAM! Millions of floweres, gold, yellow, pink, some even with stripes of the petals. I went into the house, and grabbed my camera, my desert boots, and went off with 3 rolls of film. Something strange began to happen, my lips began to flick, and a grin broke out. With my tunes playing , I began to dance about , taking pictures. Other people driving through the canyon began to get out of their cars with little cameras and also take pictures of the flowers dancing on the breezes! I closed my eyes a brief moment, and felt for a brief second my mother must have been close by, saw the flowers also and enjoyed as muh as I. As the song said: "I can see clearly now, the rain is gone, all obstacles have dissappeared..." Friends help to point us toward the sun when the raindrops fill our eyes... thank you.
Ozy J and Balinese, I send you both the sweet, brief spring flower fields and sunbeams until the snow and rain dissappear. Milkycat-- cool breezes to keep away dry tumbleweeds! Wolfy, all the colours an artist could want, from the flowers!. And Kamiya-- all the sweet sun and moonbeams you could want, because they are sweeter than any honey or sugar.

I agree with Vash here--- indeed, it is a lucky, lucky day.
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Friday, April 9, 2004

   Rainy Day Inside
One of my somber days-- my biological clock has been out of synch (remember I forgot daylight savings time), sleep and wake mixed up, rotten schedules, and now my eyes are wet. I mean, what's up with that,,,I'm having a hard time because memories of my mother dying last year won't go. She was so sweet, and I miss her terribly. We lived on opposite coasts, but talked all the time, about everything and nothing,and laughed. I have a wonderful sister, Dad , husband and friends, but I guess I'm still reeling and trying to heal from the loss. I'm going to need some time, but time alone would only yield despair. Sometimes the tears come out at work, I rush to my office, embarassed, because sometimes I can't stop. Please, no poor Mamma,because loss is part of our lives. It's something I have always had trouble accepting. I've howled, and ran, now its time to hit this head on and move on. Time for some quiet remembrance, and begin sorting the pieces. My mom lived to be 82-- I guess I'm greedy, for that wasn't long enough. The comfort I have is recalling what she used to talk about, knowing that lives on in my sister and I. And the little surprises I gave her, and the aw, for the heck I'll just call her up. Time to go out later tonight, and have a talk with the moon and stars while playing some music. Knowing there are friends helps a great day. I'll sign out--thank you all-- Ozy J for persistance and support,Milkycat for creativity, Wolfy for happy encouragement, Balinese for care adn support. I thank the moon and stars because my friends here shine, and the light is warm. See you tomorrow---perhaps dreams will lead me to a better day. The garden path is clear.
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Saturday, April 3, 2004

AW, MAN ! (whine)
This week has been one of the more uneven weeks, with lots of little ups and downs. No profound depths, no rapture, no enlightenment. Unless, the discovery of the ordinary can fall into a revelation. And I believe it does. I think all of us wonder what the path to true happiness and enlightenment is. It seems to be a magnificent quest we must gather a huge force to purse, ,provisioned for decades. Well.... actually many answers are under the nose. The small everyday events are what make us happy; like grinding along to solve a problem, day after day, beginning to curse and doubt our brains. Since I joined the Otaku, I have been severely frustrated trying to get the music box today. After weeks of trying, ,I saw the problem-- the music plays. I wanted to run into the streets, shouting and dancing! Why ? Was a President elected? Did someone win the Nobel prize? Maybe. But today I was snatched from the jaws of failure== something worked. A small change, and a very large emotional charge. Small discoveries and triumphs, just gotta love them.

A truly big deal are friends-- the most precious thing anyone can have. I wish last minute snowcaps, with cocoa and sqeals of fun to Wolfy, Kamiya Usagi as we are near spring break. I wish warm days with cool breezes, and cooler jazz to Milkycat. I send riots of colour with carpets of wildflowers to Yami. Determination because it yields results for Silver Falcon. And a lifetime of everyday delights to Ozy J!

Love and Peace, biscotti and donuts to all!
Mamma Vash
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Thursday, April 1, 2004

   Here it comes, that strange feeling inside--misty and whistful, coming from nowhere. I've been reading posts from My Otaku, and threads on OB, and people have some mighty interesting things to say. I feel today a strange edginess, as if something is about to happen. It's nothing profound, or overwhelming, but I'm smelling the winds of change, what? We have been having the strangest weather-- hot-- into the 90's, then back to 60"s. The gloom and think fogs of June keep the morning darker and cloudier than usal-- this usually doesn't start til June. Perhaps these odd feelings are nthing more than being aware of the apparent discreapancy between sulight and date. I'll retire a little early tonite.

I do have a little poem for today--
In the stream of Consciousness
We are not isolated islands.
But rather brilliant colours
Blended subtly,we both stand alone
And mix together, making new colours.
With the magic of the Artist's hand
We become the portrait of life.

Time to close my eyes, and watch those home movies called Dreams.

Goodnight, Ozy J-- greet the dawn with a roar. Goodnight Bali Kitti--and gentle starshine. Goodnight Kamiya-- take time to smell night's jasmine, and goodnight Wolfy-- I wish you a thousand watercolor days. Goodnight, and moonlight beaches for Vashsangel who says kind things. And warms hugs and regards to all friends.

Practice random acts of kindness-- because they feel good.
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Monday, March 29, 2004

   Sunsets and such
Evening is on the way. I live in the canyon, and work 45 min drive from the desert. It's been very warm. Here it comes, a breath taking sunset, fire colours from the ashes of the wild fires this past October. Earth does not forget its traumas, but somehow continues to try to create a mystiyable beauty from the saddest scars. I wish people could learn from creatures and plants of Gaia-- not to compare oneself to others-- that makes tears,anger or false prides. No-- rather just simply exist, in this time and momment-- enjoy what you see, because even during sad times we will eventually come on something good. And maybe, we can just begin to learn to appreciate the moment in everyone. Wow, maybe that may lead to taking just one second longer to get angry, maybe just one argument averted, maybe the beginning of mutual respect. Wouldn't it be a great dream if there was just one less fight? Well, we can dream , can't we?

I'm listening to soft jazz, feeling like the music is huggling me softly. My husband is away on business, but I'm lucky enough to live in the Internet and cell phone age-- he's as near as can be, even when he has to travel. I'm glad to be living in a time where women and men can beindependent, and have their own careers and interests. That makes us strong, keeps us interested in the world, and makes us interesting as people. When anyone finds something to care about, be passionate for beyond oneself, I think this is what beauty is, not just appearance. Winding down after a long day at work---I am happy for the people I have met through the Otaku-- and it feels like people here are becoming friends though I can only see your avatars. Somehow, through writing and art, I think the truest parts come thru-- clearer than a photograph. Oh, oohhhhhh--- the thrumming of feet, and shuffling-- can only mean the Peanut Gallery -- reminding me not to get stuck in SERIOUS gear....

I had a thought (no, I sometimes do get original thoughts.. really.. what, AWWWW MAN... nooooo I won't mention the Beat generation and Ginsburg and HOWL.....)

what if we built a story ..... everyone at the Otaku---adding it line by line-- it would be the most number of authors of one story ever......well if anyone sees this, and might like to join in (I am NO writer, but I'll start) here's just a line-- ready , set, LETS JAM (its borrowed from Bebop but still sounds OK):
The winds blew, shaking everything. He blinked, trying to scout the distance-- who were those people, and what were they doing he wondered.....(if anyone is interested, go for it, if not, well it was a concept)

Goodnight , Ozy J. Starshine shine smiles Bali Kitti, warm thank you for kind thoughts VashsAngel--may spring flowers bloom for you. DarkSciros, and Wandering Kenshin, thank you for your advice--may you both possess the colours of a Pacific beach sunset, music to dance to for Wolfy, and places to run fast for Kamiya Usagi ! AND OF COURSE , BISCOTTI AND DONUTS FOR YOU ALL-- VASH AND COMPANY AGREED TO REFRAIN FROM THE DONUTS MEANT FOR FRIENDS.

Maybe I'll see you at Border's.. Time for some chai for me.
Love and Peace, biscotti and donuts
Mamma Vash

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Saturday, March 27, 2004

Startalk
Each night, I take a few minutes to watch the sky, The stars are bright in the canyon and I try to look for something new in the sky each night. I look hard at the stars, focusing on my thoughts, and it feels like a personal conversation with nature. This week has been stressful-- when I sit for 5 minutes, I have been falling asleep, even at the keyboard! So this post is a short one-- need to sleeeep.......Even the parrots are sleeping at this hour.

Hey Ozy J! O Wolfy , hello! A sparkling day for Balinese! And Kamiya, you have to run fast for donuts today, Vash just bought some track shoes and you know what he does when donuts are there....
And--Milkycat, hello again!
Love and Peace (biscotti and donuts today)
Mamma Vash ZZZZZZZ
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