second illustration for Diary of a Madman
s.stringer
9.23.2010
Dear insane woman who drives like no one else is on the road,
If you insist on driving in a manner that makes one question your sanity, jeopardizes many lives including your own and those of the small passengers you have in your car, and which infuriates other drivers... I would like to point out that it may not be in the best interest of your Christ that you adorn your terror vehicle with a big 'ol Jesus fish on the back. I'm pretty sure he's not one who would appreciate his character associated with that type of asinine behavior and probably wouldn't appreciate you feeding the fire of all those already at odds with him and his followers by having a big-ass advertisement of his name as all they can see while you are putting them through a near death experience. I would just like to ask you, what IS the purpose of putting the fish there? What statement is it you are making exactly? If you're wanting to send a message that Jesus kills and owns the road.. then by all means.. get the biggest Jesus fish you can find. Brilliant.
Thank you.
Perfume, Potager and Sgt Pepper
Back at Roots again. This place calms my spirit somehow. My blackberry-almond steamer is so perfect and is releasing enough happy endorphins to erase the rotten mood I was in from a bad morning of mounting frustrations resulting in my being late to class through no fault of my own. Well, getting lunch after class at Potager earlier on helped begin the path to more peace... and getting a text from my sister during that lunch with a picture of a ridiculously happy pug riding in the front seat of her car (who I get to finally meet soon.) Oh and the smell of some yummy Vera Wang Princess perfume I sprayed myself down with in Ulta. That makes me happy too. I wanted to buy some but settled for a few free squirts. Apparently my environment has an EXTREME impact on my thought processes and ability to maintain sanity. So glad I have my little happy corners of the world to hide away in.
9.21.2010
why?
An old friend of mine I haven't talked to for years now committed suicide. I found out yesterday. She was a neighbor across the street from where I grew up. I used to annoyingly show up at her door as a frustrated kid who was looking for somewhere to be other than home. It was usually at the inconvenient hour of dinner time. She'd have just gotten home and would be making dinner for her and her boyfriend, she'd invite me in and I'd watch her cook, and talk to her about random things. Then she'd ask if I wanted to stay and watch TV with them. She was very kind and inviting to a clearly troubled and depressed kid. I can't help wondering what had gotten her so down on life, and sadly wishing it would have come full circle for her, that she would have had a listening ear and encourager around when she really needed one. Even though we lost touch when I moved away from home, and I haven't spoken to her in years, I can't shake the heaviness I feel.
9.19.2010
40's
I think my job is slowly eating away my soul. Highlights of last night; someone stole money from me so I worked my ass off for almost nada. My boss actually laughed when he handed me my paycheck because of the pathetic amount of it, and then told me he knew a way I could double the amount if I wanted. Finding out one of my coworkers had her very qualified friend apply because we lost some staff, that they loved her on paper, but decided upon meeting her that she wasn't thin enough to qualify. Oh and and watching the drunks who stayed 10 minutes after closing time, then fight with their server because they didn't pay their tab, but were insisting they put "two 40's" in the payment sleeve. Wow. Two 40s? So large amounts of malt beer are now an acceptable form of payment?
9.17.2010
Potager!
Holy sweet Jesus! I found my absolute favorite restaurant in Texas today. I pass this place often, usually on my way in a rush somewhere so never with time to stop, but its always caught my eye. Potager. I can't believe I have been missing out on this place for over a year. I walked in and almost instantly got teary-eyed. I felt like I stepped through a portal into Vermont. It looked, smelled and felt like a mesh of several different Vermont bakeries, restaurants and cafes that I love and miss. Everything about this place evoked happiness and made me want to cry happy tears. You get in line to approach the counter where a big easel chalk board lists all the menu items of the day, most of which are vegetarian! The menu changes daily depending on what is available at the market during their twice daily trips there! Everything is organic and purchased fresh from local farmers and friends of theirs. So amazing. At the counter the cook greets you with a big genuine smile, (no doubt because he is proud of his food and loves what he does) and asks what you would like to try. You get your initial portions and are invited to come back for seconds, or to try something else. It feels as though you are eating at some one's home rather than a cafe. Its very informal, all the chairs are different and are various mismatched colors (just like at the Sunshine Bakery in Richmond VT) the tables are all different, you take your cloth napkin at the counter from a pile of all different colors and types, no two the same, same with the plates and silverware. Then as you sit down with your amazing meal and take in the ambiance and surroundings some more, it dawns on you that they didn't charge you at the counter and there is no cash register or clear place to pay when you're done either. A woman had asked to join me at my table (which she says often happens there since it gets busy and there are limited tables) so I asked her how you were supposed to pay. She pointed to a watering can nearby on a chair and then to a basket in the counter full of brightly colored envelopes made out of recycled magazine pictures, and finally to a chart on the wall. This is my favorite part. The chart offers price SUGGESTIONS for various items. You put what you want in the envelope and drop it in the watering can. They also have a credit card machine available if you prefer, which you run the card in yourself! I feel like I was given a gift today, of delicious, healthy, organic food right down the road, at a price I can always afford since I decide it, in an ambiance reminiscent of home and with a fun sense of community. Wow. I found a gem! My excitement over it all has made me realize how homesick I really am starting to feel, but for now, yay for Potager!
9.10.2010
it came
Well, I've crossed over. I felt the birthday love from my family and friends yesterday with all the happy packages and cards, phone calls, texts and emails. Its amazing to me though, how you can hear from sooo many people who care and yet go to bed with a heavy heart just because there's one who you didn't hear from. I didn't shed any tears yesterday though. Tears were definitely anticipated (always cry on birthdays) but I made it through, beginning to end without a single one =]
9.08.2010
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