tattoos and then some...

i got pictures of my best friend's latest tatt yesterday. a maori tribal shark, it is perfect. the placement, the detail, the way it has healed. le sigh.
i am itching to grow my dragon now. i think she is seriously talking to me. she keeps saying she needs wings, and she needs them fast. i can almost feel her uncoiling, getting ready to spring back off her hind-legs. past my shoulder blade, out into the universe.

speaking of mythical creatures and their human friends (and hence my feng-shui allies.. no, haven't been smoking the ganja mon), my parents arrive tomorrow. pure bliss. they arrive to facilitate my week of happiness and my special birth year. for which i am truly grateful :)

now, if only the great white hunter would arrive. i miss his honey colored eyes.

genius

claro = bright
(used in "slang" to punctuate a conversation meaning - "precisely" or "exactly" or "it's crystal clear"

and what is that really (genius)? that score on the MENSA assessment? the ability to write in French and paint like a Renaissance master? the ability to write your first piano symphony at 5?
hmmm, yes, that i can buy.

but what is "normal"? i personally hate that word - "normal" btw. it immediately denotes the insinuation of there being a NOT normal. of being out-of-the-box as a problem and i.e. as not normal. as being corny, or wacky, or strange, or (oh.oh.oh. this one) idiosyncratic as being not normal. labels and categories. they constrict and stereotype and make me always accept that i live on the fringes of "normalcy". i do. why? just...

• that i love tattoos, and crave "a" next one (no Mom, don't start panicking).
• that i love anything Spanish irrationally. Antonio baby, anytime, any day, Block A, 5-0-5...
• that i believe vampires exist (huh! so i said it on my Blog, out here in cyberspace. does that mean i will become the next RPK?)
• and i think the damn scientologists are barmy. aliens my ass! (eee.. how politically incorrect!)
• that i stop breathing every time Shahrukh Khan fills the silver screen. oh, and i cry every time he does (sometimes even before he does, when he is just starting to twitch that eye-brow of his! i am cair.)
• that i believe in omens. and definitely in dreams
• that i wear opal to "sense". and gold to "block"
• that i never touch someone even accidentally, unless i think you have a good aura
• that i completely supported every point Malik Imtiaz Sarwar made on Riz Khan last night over that buduh Tuan Haji (that was talking through his ass). YOU ROCK MIS!
• notice how i didn't add - that i live my life completely around my 4.5 foot green lizard - ahem. that i think is non-negotiable!