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Dreamgirls

Well then, if you can’t get tears you need to cry to spill past the edge of your eye and they need only just a little push toss in a movie like Dreamgirls. The waterworks will start, trust me. What an awesome movie. It showed up today in my mail (as part of a bartering deal) and I watched it while eating an Arby’s ham and Swiss melt. Gracious sakes alive. What a movie. The music is amazingly moving with a message of hurt, hope and healing. The ending is wonderful too. Hardly ever do I watch a movie straight through. It takes a long time because I can’t just sit down for an extended period of time. I usually do a hundred different things while watching but not with this movie. A few times I stood right in front of the screen to watch the performance. What a story, what awesome music and certainly a wonderful find in my mail today.

It’s been a good day. I was going to stay home and hang out. I talked on the phone a bit then went to the store with my roommate. We grabbed an Arby’s value thingamabob and came home. He watched the Democratic Convention and I watched Dreamgirls. Good day all around.

Austin

This is the song I Am Changing performed by Jennifer Hudson followed by the lyrics

Look at me.
Look at me.

I am changing, trying every way I can.
I am changing, I’ll be better than I am.
I’m trying to find a way to understand
But I need, I need u, I need a hand.
I am changing, seeing everything so clear.
I am changing, I’m gonna start right now right here.
I’m hoping to work it out, and I know that I can
But I need u, I need a hand.

All of my life, I’ve been a fool,
Who said I could do it all alone.
How many good friends have I already lost?
And how many dark nights have I known.

Walking down that wrong road,
There was nothing I could find.
All those years of darkness, can make a person blind,
But now I can see, I am changing,
Trying every way I can
I am changing, I’ll be better than I am
But I need a friend, to help me start all over again.
Ohhh that would be just fine.
I know it’s gonna work out this time.

Cause this time I am, this time I am
I am changing, I’ll get my life together now,
I am changing, yes, I know how.
I’m gonna start again, I’m gonna leave, my past behind.
I’ll change my life, I make a vow nothings gonna stop, me, now.

Random Friday: Make The World Dance

From: Where the Hell is Matt? (2008) Vocalist Palbasha Siddique singing Praan by Garry Schyman.

I think his dance in India is my favorite followed by the dance in South Africa. I’m not sure what the heck was going on with the bunnies in Japan but the video sure made my heart smile. It’s a quite hopeful video. In light of conditions, if you can make the world dance for just a moment then you’re something special. Thanks Matt.
Austin

The Doc and Robert (INSiDE)

That’s that smirk I’m talking about that I see on your face from time to time. Then we realize it’s a nervous habit not a way to be mean or cruel. Maybe when we give details about the abuse, especially the physical torture maybe he’s getting off on it. The doctor enjoys stories of abuse. This is our mother talking, this is something the mother said happens with therapists, that they listen to details and get off on it. What a way to destroy trust, even those who we go to for help we can’t trust because they’re secretly there for their own sick gain.

Can I have my mind back? Can I have some quiet?

We didn’t trust his reasons for calling us back. There’s strong paranoia with him that he just wants to keep us as a client so he can hear us tell him these things. Why else would he call us back? He doesn’t care. We’re just his source for torture details. He’s probably at home jacking off to this shit.

There is a video that we ran into over at the blog by Battle Weary. The video is a very good depiction of the chaos that can go on inside the mind of someone with multiple personality disorder. While it does not portray all people with DID it does give a good picture of my system. It gives a good picture of the activity level, the noise level and the preparation taken to deal with the outside world.

Continue reading ‘The Doc and Robert (INSiDE)’

Friday Night Dinner and Movie

Antonio with Puss and Boots

It’s a grilled cheese and soup kinda night here with Evita on the tube. As many have said, Madonna was born to play the most expensive ho in all of Argentina. Beautiful, beautiful performance by her with the gorgeous, ever talented and yummy José Antonio Domínguez Banderrrrrrrrrrrras.

After looking up images of Antonio it’s going to be hard to avoid watching either Zoro or Shrek Three as an encore.

Gotta run, soup is on, Madonna is waiting and I’m sure Antonio wonders which one of his movies I’ll choose.

Aussie

PS. I hate you Melonie Griffith for marrying Antonio Banderrrrrrrrrras ………. I should send you hate mail.

And Then There Was Video

This is a silent art slide show of work created over the last few months.

So why is this art video on my healing blog? Cause I think I have about 3 readers over at the art site. While I appreciate my three readers I just wanted a bit more exposure.

So here you are, the silent art show. If you happen to see any misspellings for the love of all that is holy let me know ;-)

I can’t remember who asked me this question but someone a few days ago asked in private conversation if my alters share art pieces. They wanted to know if more than one alter works on a given piece. The answer is usually no. I can think of only a few pieces that were a collaboration. Because we don’t share projects it often means we have several going at one time. I might work on one piece and have an anxious alter requesting time to work on their piece. The other night I held one canvas while painting, sat it down, went to the other for a bit then went back to the first piece, on and on like that until we were finished for the night.

Other art stuff you probably didn’t care to know but now do:

I don’t like working in pastels because for me it’s too light. I see pastels as whispers on paper. I want my art to speak loudly. There are pastel works that I appreciate but for myself I like acrylics, gel pens, ink and bold watercolor paints.

I stand when using acrylics. I sit when using watercolors, gels or inks.

I’ll paint on just about any surface. I prefer canvas.

I have more shades of green in my art collection than any other shade.

I prefer to paint big pieces, small ones seem to make me nervous.

When painting I usually paint to music and have at least one candle going. So who is on the iPod? Alicia Keys - Superwoman, <—- currently my favorite song ever

James Blunt - Carry You Home, <— seen too much for such a young man.  Rihanna - Take A Bow, <– she knows what she’s talking about.  Paolo Nutini - Last Request, <– a hauntingly powerful voice for such a young man

I usually paint in the evening hours.

I recently read a conversation about art and science. Some were saying artists are different from scientists. Some comments were negative towards the sciences. I for one believe the relationship is symbiotic. There’s no art without science and very little science without art. Think about it.

That’s all for now

Austin

Just Dessert

She’ll be here after she gets off of work. It’s going to be cool this evening but that’ll be just fine. I’ll set up a nice outside picnic area nicely lighted but no romantic music or anything too strong like that. We’ll sit outside and eat homemade banana pudding, still warm cause it’s better like that. We’ll chat a little bit then awkwardly end our first date.

Thank goodness before Barney left for Missouri he fixed the lawn mower. Not only did he fix the lawn mower and mow properly but he pruned the trees. He’s motivated by money. I told him if he didn’t do it I’d pay someone else with my rent money to do it. A limb fell off a tree just inches from my boy. I wasn’t pleased. When I woke yesterday I found pretty nice looking yard. I was quite pleased. His timing couldn’t be better.

I wouldn’t exactly call this back in the saddle again. I’d call it willing to share dessert. I’m still rather hurt by how my relationship with Blossom turned out. I think about the girl daily. Most anymore I move back and forth between down right bitter to sentimental with no middle ground. Emotionally I’m still raw from the break up. I feel rather broken by it but not broken like other experiences make me feel. This one I figure I’ll recover from. I don’t, however, plan to think about that this evening nor do I plan to talk about “her.” I plan to eat banana pudding and talk.

It should be interesting to say the least. I feel like I’m going into this date hiding much. Something tells me she isn’t exactly coming over without her personal baggage but I still worry about my own. I still worry she’ll be able to see the broken parts of me. For a few minutes, if for nothing other than to enjoy myself, I’ll have to remember we’re just two people trying to enjoy an evening.

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I have to remember there are no expectations. I’m not trying to make a life with her; I’m trying to eat pudding. If there are few or no expectations does it matter what my baggage is? Oh my gosh, what am I going to wear? I’ve been so focused on pudding that I forgot to think about what I’m going to put on.

video: James Morrison - Undiscovered.

Austin

Survivor China - Week 2

OMG I love that show. Let me be truthful, I love the fact that most of the girls are running around in their underclothes because they were forced to leave their worldly possession behind. The black chick (Sherea) is wearing a Just My Size bra with purple panties. The professional wrestler, well she chose a Victoria Secret-like lacy panty. She’s kinda skinny, not my type but in those knock off undies, I wasn’t complaining. Okay, enough of that. Anyway, I don’t know if anyone noticed James. You know, the buff black guy with the bald head who should never, ever, and I do mean ever wear a shirt to cover those abs and perfectly sun baked skin. Yum James. Just one word, yum. He said he’s shy and not too social. I guess being a grave digger doesn’t give many opportunities for socialization unless you’re from Ghost Whisperer. He said he hopes people will fall in love with him. James, let me say this, “I love you.” I profess my undying love for you until the black chick comes around to Indy to spend forever with me.

Okay, onto challenges. The poker player Jean is on his last card. He’s got to remember he’s not at a poker table. He’s got to remember strategy works but only in conjunction with physical action at camp and during competition. At this point only he knows his strategy but everyone else knows his inaction. Step it up Jean or you’ll find that you’ll be forced to step out of Survivor China.

As for the radio host aka “Thumper”, girl stop trusting the tiny fairy Todd. He’s not trustworthy. He’s a schemer, stop trusting him. Jean called Fairy Todd devious and was correct. It’ll come back to bite him and when it does he can take his flight attendant self right back to where he came from and embarrass his church there. End of fairy tale. No happy ending for him. I have to give it to the radio host for not bowing down in the temple. I wish you hadn’t cried like that but I offer great respect for being willing to walk out of there because you thought it was the right thing to do. “They” said this isn’t worship but lets go inside the temple and bow down 37 times before an idle. You said no and I respect that however, please stop crying Thumper, let go of the whole emotional trip and play the game. I’ve only seen you do it twice but it’s already old. Don’t get on my nerves again okay? It won’t fair well for you on my blog and I know how important it is for you to fair well on The People Behind My Eyes. I have much in store for Fairy Todd. I plan to dog him and Jean left and right. Don’t put yourself on my personal chopping block because you’re a friggin cry baby. Suck it up and play the game.

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I’m not sure why it was important for Survivor to name Todd the “gay Mormon” unless the purpose was to embarrass the Mormon Church. If that was the purpose- mission accomplished. Survivor seems to like their “gay Mormon’s”. They seem to bring in one as often as they can, but that’s neither here nor there. What is the purpose of noting the sexuality of the players? No one calls James the “heterosexual gravedigger should be a Chip-N-Dale” or Sherea the “super hot heterosexual school teacher and member of Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority, Inc. who should consider women.” I’m not the straightest girl in America but if I ever find myself on Survivor (yeah right) I won’t introduce myself as “Austin of Sundrip, the lesbian blogger.” My surname isn’t “Lesbian” so it doesn’t need to be attached to me and every organization I’ve ever been a part of. Enough said.

As for the leader of Zhan Hu, your overbearing ways are going to put you on the chopping block. You have good ideas. Making bricks out of the mud was a good idea but your attitude will put you in the same fire you so desperately try to build. Don’t be a jackass. The other tribe has physical strength against you. You need the food. You have it. Eat something ya moron. Feed your tribe and use the energy you gain from food to work and compete. Superman you aren’t so stop trying to prove something and play the game to win for your dissension riddled tribe. The other tribe has brawn; it makes sense that they’re winning physical competitions so figure out how to pit them against each other and make their strength become their weakness. Heck, let them get puffed up, go in with the attitude that they can’t be beaten then break them down one by one. Sabotage wins wars my little tired and ego driven leader.

You might also want to look from within and see why it is you’re allowed to be so annoying. Perhaps your ego overshadows your brain. Look at your people, look at who hangs with whom and question it. You might see you’re not just a leader but a pawn. I personally would like to see you out wit the light footed one who put you in this position of authority.

Black chick in the Just My Size bra and blue-light-special panties please call me. Until then, I’ll see you in my dreams. I should go to bed early.

That’s all for my Survivor China week 2 rant, rave and catcall.

Austin of Sundrip, Lesbian blogger
Austin of Sundrip, Lesbian ex-Catholic School Student
Lesbian ex-chef . Lesbian starving artist. ...see, it’s senseless.

Survivor China- Week 2
Thursday, September 27, 2007-8:56PM EST

Abandon Reason For Today

I’m not in the least a happy camper, not with what I discovered on the net the other day. There’s a blatant copyright theft of mine on the net and it’s got my head going in circles. Well, had my head going in circles. All I want to do right now is go to sleep. My basic coping skills say stay up, eat something, take care of yourself, etc but my mind says, no, I’d rather crawl under the covers and abandon all the things I know work in self care. Right now my roommate has a cold of some kind which isn’t great for him or his OCD inflicted roommate. See, I can at this point make his cold a direct assault against me because as I said I’m abandoning all reason today. Continue reading ‘Abandon Reason For Today’

Aussie Facts

  1. I can’t drink anything without a straw. If I open a can of Pepsi (Coke is evil) I put a straw in it. I have to have a straw.
  2. It’s been about 7 or 8 years now since the introduction of chocolate in my diet. I use to hate chocolate. I was sick back then.
  3. I often turn phrases around. Instead of saying “happy camper” I’ll say “camper of happiness.” I’m just odd that way.
  4. I never gave a person a nickname until I started blogging.
  5. I think about the Bible every single day. I have a small collection of them. The oldest is dated 1891.
  6. I dream about moving back to Tyler but with the mental health system there it’s not a good move. I dream about visiting but I really just want to remember it exactly how I left it.
  7. I now house the most animals I’ve ever had at one time, one dog, two cats and a loaner cat. I believe they own me, not the other way around.
  8. I try not to leave home without my camera. I recently discovered two yards with sunflower gardens within walking distance of my house. I’ve promised myself on a day when the weather is healthy for me I’ll go snap shots of them.
  9. Last week before therapy two kids decided I was their patient. I got a check up. One took my blood pressure while the other looked in my eye with a Fisher Price scope. The lady doctor gave me a pill (a Lego) and told me I’d be fine. This is the first time I’ve been medically cleared by 2 four year olds.
  10. What’s on my iPod? Ari Heist, Linkin Park, James Blunt and John Mayer. Also on the iPod are Anita Baker, Pink, Damien Rice and Paolo Nutini .

Here’s a video of the very emotional performance by James Blunt called No Bravery ….The song is about the time he spent in the military. These clips are actually from things he’s seen so the emotion on his face makes the words even more powerful. Not all of his songs are this emotional or I couldn’t handle it but this one is still a favorite. For a survivor this song could mean so many things…You need to be in a decent space if you click this video.

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This is Paolo singing Last Request. He cries too but for a totally different reason, he’s just emotional when he sings.

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One tear streams down his face and I grab my shirt and do the chick at a concert scream. It’s sad. I’m so happy no one can see me do that groupie hands to the head scream. I don’t hold up a lighter though. I’m not that bad…yet. For the unfortunate people that don’t know who Paolo Nutini is he’s a Scottish kid with an Italian name who sings his heart out. Love the guy. However, James Blunt is higher up on the food chain. When you watch the video you’ll understand why and you’ll understand the very emotional way he sings this song.

I’m off line for the day (Monday) so this bread crumb entry will have to do. I shall talk to everyone later.

Austin

Faces of Guilt

Face of Guilt

This shot was taken just before he was booked and paw printed. “I didn’t do it. It wasn’t me won’t fly this time. You were caught red pawed. Stop giving me the sad puppy eyes it won’t work. You’ve been busted! Cute or not you’ve been busted.

I watched Captain and Max playing outside. I thought they were tossing around a stick but closer observation revealed it to be a dead mouse. Never until today did I ever feel sorry for a mouse. I had to hide evidence of the rodent murder so I began kicking the carcass across the hard hoping to kick it hard enough that it would fly over the fence and into someone else’s yard becoming someone else’s problem. That’s right. I said it….somebody else’s problem. It seems I can’t really kick and scream at the same time so his little dead body lay face up right in the path of my front door. It seems they didn’t want to play with him anymore after I kicked him around. Maybe they don’t like to have their murder victims kicked around. Who knows. To my rescue came my roommate Barney Fife who was handed a baggy and forced asked to dispose of said evidence. He’s now in on this crime so I’m sure he won’t go to the cops. Never have I said, “Poor little mouse” until I saw the tug of war and toss up game between one very young criminal puppy Maxwell House and his aged accomplice Captain Crunch.

Partners In Crime

What should one do after an afternoon of murder and mayhem? Rest. To see what else little Maxwell House is guilty of click the slide show link.

Austin