Live from Liv, DJ AOKI…

In Miami, it is no surprise that when you go out on a Wednesday night, marvelous things can happen.
Liv, Fountainbleu’s largest nightclub, had guest DJ Steve Aoki perform. I am no DJ fanatic by any means, but when there is a large group of your friends, all sorts of color light combinations, a greygoos cocktail in your hand and the opening song to the Lion King blasting, you are bound to have a pretty fantastic evening / morning.  Exhibit A, Eric M.

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Veterinary transformation…

My vet’s office is in major need of a lift, and i’m the architect of record / designer / one man show kinda thing.
Here’s the before and after…

Comments?

A bit ago…

Here is a poem i wrote a bit ago while i was in my class.
I dedicate it to the families of the many lost on flight 447 via France.

Some Lost, Some Gained

There is a place where people go that we will never know.

447 calls “wheels up” as the traveling mother silences her playful children.
The pale man with dark brown curls is absorbed in the hieroglyphics on the paper.
The apprentice poet reads Borges and the girl seeking knowledge practices
her French.

Her voice, that of a young woman segmented by mechanics, is consistent and persistent of the same instructions you’ve heard over and over again.

Dreary for the next eleven hours and anxious for French ground, you never made it.
That planet lacks the best of us.

They hunger for our talents and our stories, our mysteries and our glories.
We have something they don’t have. We have hearts in our bodies.
They crave the knowledge of the politician and the wisdom of the business man.
They yearn for your poetic dreams and bleed green for the innocence of the kids.
They want your unconditional love and desires and
Your memories are left 7000 meters under water.

Your passions will become their passions as you succumb to fractions.
No interactions.

They have come for you, at full force with bright lights and robotic sounds,
shaped in unrecognizable forms.
They don’t listen to your weeping.
They don’t hurt you in the process and it seems you have fallen to hypnosis.
Symbiosis.

Without hesitation, like pirates in the Atlantic,
they take from us a treasure filled with our reasons.
You are so special, and indispensable that they require you for their existence.
They don’t feel what’s left broken or unspoken. They don’t feel our resistance.

And we are left to believe you’re needed in that unknown place.
All of you on 447, all two hundred and twenty-eight.

Shhhh…trying to sneak back in…

Wow…Some might say i hated creative writing. I think i just got really creative with it and stopped.

Yeah…no… I’m back. I’ve missed this me.

Since I’ve been gone,  I went to LA (loved it), went to NY (really loved it), came back to Miami, stayed at Cheryl’s apt. in South Beach while she was in Aspen (cat-sitting and loved it!), went out with a few people here  and there (ehhh),  went to Venezuela to visit my grandmas and a few weddings and go out ( really really loved it), had my previous roomate Tia visit me 2 times (awesome!!! She’s in loooove. Really really really love that!) reunited with one of my best friends Fitu (it ruled), Did Basel- Miami (loooooved it), hit up NY yet again (not even gonna say it), and finally back to MIA for the holidaze and New Years! All in all, good peeps, good food, good drinks, good times…

Did i mention i quit smoking? and did a detox??? good stuff!!!

Here are some pics…and i’ll follow up with some samples of what i wrote  in my class…

It’s good to be back…(sigh)



Just call me Hemingway…

I had my first class yesterday at Miami Dade. I am taking creative writing and thus far, it’s great!

Six weeks. Two meetings per week. 7 writting assignments total. and lots of reading.

It’s all just very exciting…

we’re all suckers for the juice!!!

WARNING: THE INFORMATION DISCLOSED IN THIS BLOG POST MAY RESULT IN THE RUINING OF THE END OF THE BOOK NEW MOON, THE SEQUEL TO TWILIGHT. PLEASE READ RESPONSIBLY.

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As it turns out, i actually read Twilight, and New Moon by Stephenie Meyer. I certainly see where all the obsession amongst teenage girls or even girls my age comes from.  But let’s be real, not the best written books, and definitely could use a good 4 rounds of editing.

On a more positive note, I actually enjoyed the 2 i read thus far. It’s so easy to get caught up in the most craved romance by every single woman. We want the love at first sight, the butterflies with every glance, and the most passionate sexual connection. We want what Bella and Edward have.

Having recently finished New Moon, i was wondering if we really can feel when someone else feels for us.  At the end of New Moon, after Bella had stopped living during the time Edward was gone, and after she found a way to live without him through Jacob and her extreme sports, and even after she runs to Italy with Alice to save the immortal kid from death, Bella comes to a realization. She realizes that the entire time she believed Edward was over her, deep down inside of her she knew he wasn’t. It is the Romeo and Juliet kind of love, as she says it herself.

Can we really feel so strongly the feelings someone else could have for the other? It’s so easy to think, when the connection between two people is so strong, that the other feels just as strongly as you do. But, when they aren’t showing it, such as when Edward disappears from Bella’s life, how can we actually believe that? Pleeeaaase…

I recently saw this boy i had a fling with, and i believe like Bella believes, that he truly does have feelings for me. I am choosing to ignore them, because he’s not here right now. I will deal with it if i ever have to. But boys, for the record, if your not interested, do not keep dangling on with your pathetic text messages or random phone calls. It is ridiculous. Yes, the game is extremely fun when both players are playing it, but if you see the sparks are only one sided, then put the fire out. You actually win a better game and the other player doesn’t lose so badly. And if you are interested, then man up!

The books are definitley good “chick lits” and sure proves we can all be suckers. But ladys, let’s not get caught up in all the nonsense of Bella and Edward. Please do not go saving your boy’s life because deep down inside you think he has feelings for you, and will appreciate it. He’ll just end up thinking you’re crazy! There is a reason why Edward is a vampire…

Worst joke, which isn’t even a joke, ever…

The previous post was a countdown to my sister’s arrival. Well, she’s in Costa Rica right now for a wedding, and she’ll still be arriving this Friday. Due to Jessica’s extreme lack of communication, she will not find out that i will not be seing her due to a last minute trip to LA. Yes, I’m going to LA to live a little!!! For about 6 days.

So, Jessica will get off the plane extremely happy to see me, and i will not be there. Cruel, cruel joke. But if she would only call from Costa Rica, she’d find out, and be prepared!

Anyway, I’ll be seeing her in NY June 11th, and then will be going back with her to Montreal, so she’ll have to get over this if she has a problem with it!

As for the countdown, it can continue for all my Miami readers that are awaiting her arrival:

Days left!!!!

Days left!!!!