Thursday, January 3, 2013

THE NEWEST YEAR

I AM NOT CYNICAL I LOVE THE NEW YEAR AND I MADE GOALS FOR THE NEXT 365. 364. 

so i know the new year is sometimes an excuse to party like an amateur or throw a killer shindig that ends at 7am or stay home sulking or stay home relaxing or if youre like me you had a party to go to but were super sick and made the first good life choice in a while and stayed home and slept early and often. now its the second and i am much improved and not even remotely hung over.
my point is i guess its a cliche to make resolutions for the new year but in my life and friend circle its not even mentioned let alone thought of. resolutions are for those whom i do not know, have never known and probably will never know. however, i am not remotely above a significant life change which i am interested in making and now is as good of a time as any. so i am using the new year as a moment to implement long intended healthy habits into my routine along with some weird meditation and self reflection. i hate this post so now its time for pictures. i wish i were in sweden.


i love balloons. they are alive. i make them real.












i used to do this. i would like to again. its a new year.

PARAKEETS NAMED MURRAY. RIP.

I FOUND A BIRD ON THE GROUND AND HE BELONGED TO ME.

in 2005 david and i found a yellow parakeet on the ground in detroit. he was dehydrated and terribly out of place so we took him home and tried to make him well. it worked for a day or so but he quit eating and drinking and seemed very sad. at a loss i thought of playing some parakeet calls on the computer and he was so excited i knew he needed a friend. along came a blue and white budgie which looked like a cloud and was named murray. the little yellow fellow was named robes pierre, after the french revolutionary scoundrel whom i had recently watched a documentary on. robes for short. when i moved to boston five years ago a friend happily adopted our birds. i have always been very grateful for this.
i learned today that murray passed away. it makes me very sad, i recall him flying around our detroit apartment chirping and lovely. robes is still here and he is going to mourn this loss but i hope eventually a new friend will help him through. i miss detroit. fate.

murray is left. rip. robes is yellow.

if you found an animal on the ground would you change your life to care for it?