Mimi put her foot in her emancipation

It's a special occasion
Mimi's emancipation
A cause for celebration
I ain't gonna let nobody's drama bother me



go mimi it's your birthday!!!!!!

I have to give a little of my Mariah Carey history before I go further with my review of "The Emancipation Of Mimi".

My crappy attitude towards Mariah began with the release of her 1991 album, "Emotions". Let me recap the 30 calls from family and friends years ago:
"Whitney has a new song and it's on the radio...now..now...now...go listen...Now!!!"

I think I had more of an attitude with myself because there was a brief moment when I was fooled (only the first few lines, the first time) And being a diehard, forever fan of Whitney Houston, I of course had to choose sides when the Whitney/Mariah wars began. (wars that never were..it was media hype) but sometimes I march the march of the citizens and get right in line. There was no hesitation in choosing the side of my girl Whitney while rolling my eyes at Mariah Carey with her "married to some old Sony executive, mixed-up ass". Yes, stupid like that.

Once I stepped out of line, and saw this talented soul through my own eyes, the crazy fog lifted and I became a bigger Whitney fan who was able to find space for fanship and appreciation for Mariah. An undeniably talented gal'. And because the Universe tends to bless you when you open your heart and mind, I was lucky enough to bask in a delightful Mariah treat.

I think the year was 1994 or 95 (Those crazy times are a blur. Good thing for photos) Miss Mariah, rented a few (luxury) buses.....rented out the entire, Rye Playland,( an amusement park in Rye, New York) for a day and shuttled a large group of Sony employees to the park to enjoy all the beer, cotton candy, popcorn, pretzels, pizza and rollercoasters a fool could hope for, I am that fool. Da Brat was there, Wanya (spelling?) from Boyz II Men (hey Mariah, I think dem' boys need a bone), Keisha a member of the singing group TOTAL (where dey' at?) and Jermaine Dupree. Am I or was I ever a Sony employee? No! But through my life I've had and continue to have too many hook-ups to count and am always somewhere I'm not "supposed" to be. And always wound up having the time of my life. My dear friend used to work at Sony and always traveled Posse deep. I was part of that Posse. And that Posse had FUN TIMES. Like nobody's business.

So my buddy and her posse headed up to Rye, New York. We had a blast.


Proof positive...baby..... I love you Mariah. You generous soul. And you worked for that love, girl. Cause' I was tryin' to deny you.

Back to Mariah's newest release.....the song "Shake it off" was the dealmaker for me going to Best Buy and purchasing (with my HARD earned money) "The Emancipation of Mimi". Best decision I made all week. This is the first time I've ever actually purchased a Mariah album and I'd do it again, but I do miss those cd hook-ups.
Mariah Carey's latest beautiful creative outlet has filled a void. LIKE THAT! Yesterday, I drove 261 miles. Mimi (who they like to call crazy, but she ain't y'all) played a vital part in keeping me sane and safe on the road. My Calimobile has cruise control. And I cruised north and south on the 405 all day and night, swaying, shaking, twisting or just listening to these tracks, specifically:

"It's Like That" - for some crazy reason, when the beat drops I have the urge to do the Tyrone Biggums. (and hell no I've never done crack) but that fool can dance.

"We Belong Together" - is cute, can't deny it. They are already spinning it on Lite FM radio.

"Shake It Off" - Besides being an all around fly song, I have a special sentiment for the phrase "Shake if off" in general. Earlier in the year, My dear friend and my cousin sent their chirren's out to stay with me for a week (seven whole days). Two boys..ages 8 and 9. These kids were devastated when they found out I was tv-less. DEVASTATED. TV generation. But we had a grand ball of a time anyway. Disneyland has a tendency to ease the pain of noTVitis. Anyways, love these boys and they are why I love the phrase so.

There is a second after a little kid falls where they pause to decide whether they are going to fall out and cry for dear life or jump up and continue on. If you've ever seen a child fall you know what I mean. When these boys where Toddlers (2T) and fell down I would chime in with, "Come on, Shake it off" before they had a chance to think about falling out. There is still nothing more endearing to me then the memory of my two-year old cousin, running, taking a dive across the floor, hearing me or his Mom say "Shake it off", promptly jumping up and continuing on...Nothing. His Grandmother (my aunt) didn't appreciate the prompting, she would always say "What if something's really wrong?" to which I would answer "Then he wouldn't be able to "Shake if off". Thanks, Mimi...I'm sooooo about shaking it off.


The fourth track I've played in the ground (just bought the cd two days ago) and the berzerkest, bestus party or striptease song I've heard all year......"GET YOUR NUMBER"..this song takes me to unheard of dimensions. Janet Jackson is having a grand ole' effect on Mr. Jermaine Dupree. The beginning of this song resembles, a bit, just a bit, people, the beginning of Michael Jackson's, "PYT". Before he breaks out into song.

And Nelly ain't afraid to sing y'all, and I love him for it. I thought it was Nelly doing his thing on this track, but I had to check the credits to be certain. It's Certain. A beautiful trio...Mimi, Jermaine Dupri and Nelly. Do the damn thing! The beat for Get Your Number is a sample from an 80's song " Just an Illusion" (not my favorite) but chile' after J.D. got his producing ass on it, I lurve it. The lyrics, the beat, the voices....award winning.

We ain't got all night
Tell me how many times in your life
Will you get an opportunity like this tonight
Tell me a little somethin' about you
Here's a little somethin' about me
I gotta pip Penthouse with a sick hot tub
We can watch the flat screen
While the bubbles fillin'up

She's flipping it on him......bragging about the nice things back at her home. Lurve it! Really, seriously. Maybe it's just where I am in life right now, but I'll take it. As and added bonus for me, When Mimi whispers her list of nice things on the track, she sounds a bit like Janet, Miss Jackson if your nasty. I do have one question.....What's a Pip Penthouse? One that comes with Glady's Knight's background singers built in?

Very Happy Mimi has been emancipated. It works well for her. Thanks for hangin' in there Mariah.

Quotable Dayna

"Simplicity Is A Grand Ballroom For Happiness."



From time to time, during one of my advice sessions (to myself) or others, I'll come up with something I need to remember.
This one was told to a friend but I like it for myself.

America, America.....

God shed his grace on thee....cause' it's feeling right crazy here.

I've read articles and got to see some of the footage for the first time last Saturday (still tv-less). The severity of Hurricane Katrina in General is surreal and horrifying. The slow reponse of aid - Heartbreaking - yes, Shocking and Surprising - no. I don't see how anyone who has been following the leadership of America these days could be shocked at how the victims in New Orleans were left to fend for themselves.... to die, to starve, to drown, to get eaten by alligators. I try to stay out of the whole political issue because at the end of the day "If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem." and I'm not one to sit around, suck my teeth and shake my head for the sake of keeping up appearances. I'm trifling and nowhere near as politically knowledgeable as a working-class american should(?) be. I suppose. But I'm here and I'm one opinionated bull headed so and so....

If there is someone or somebody or even some pet rated less important on the Republican scale than some poor, black (dark chocolate) folks or as poor misunderstood Wolf Blitzer likes to call them "so poor and so black"(he didn't mean it like that), then I'd like to meet and greet and help these poor souls because so far I'd bet the so poor and so black wins the "Who gives a f&*^ anyway, prize hands down.

I can feel the sentiment of those who feel they are superior and have more of a right to life because of their bank accounts and the ones who just can't wrap their minds around us darkies wanting freedom and "equal" rights. " If they we're still living in our plantations as our slaves we would have taken care of them, that's what they get for wanting civil rights and independence" and if a few toothless poor white americans who live nearby get caught up then too bad. It's the same in regards to my conspiracy theory on Newport brand cigarettes, mostly black folks smoke them therefore there's a little something extra in there to cut the life span and if a few wiggers wanna act black and smoke Newports as well, it's a small price to pay. If the majority of black folks were as bad as the media and the "Elite" try to make us out to be, Shit would really be bad. And I mean BAD. I know personally, I'd make a really diabolical and powerful crazy, killing, robbing, looting deviant, if I wanted too. Just me. So if all black people decided to say screw it, let's just take this country by force.....Ya'll would be in TROUBLE. And then we'd all be in trouble.

I'm poor. I live check to check, and am hardly able to make ends meet. The only factor, keeping me from being one of the statistically poor is the fact that I'm currently childless. It's just me. I can hustle and survive, if I had a child right now, we'd be on the side of the freeway selling oranges, but I'd still like to think my life is worth saving because of who I am and how my family, friends and strangers view me with love and respect. But I guess at the end of the day, in America or maybe on earth...I'm just a worthless, broke n*&^%' taking up space.

I'd rather see the outright disregard(as we now have) than to have it slowly destroy me and my peoples. It's a shame such a devastating and outright belligerent show of disregard had to get shoved in our faces for some outrage to surface. For people in America (land of the free) to excercise their freedom of speech and speak....the mayor of New Orleans, Kanye West and whoever else. Everyone's so stunned by Kanye West's statement. Hello....that's not some profound statement. George Bush is like the cheating husband and America is the stupid wife, we keep begging and pleading with him to act right and admit his trespasses. A cheating husband rarely to never admits his cheating unless he gets caught red-handed and even then he may try to flip things and make you look crazy. We, America, are looking quite crazy right now. It's a talent. Not a very admirable one but talent nonetheless. Things are extra wrong here in America..Extra meaning Obvious. I'm not saying poor folks should be given everything just because they (we?) are poor, I'm saying, their lives are worth something and they most definitely should be SAVED in a natural disaster(Though the strength of the Levees was unnatural). I'm sure "they" will try to rebuild New Orleans in such a way that the "so poor and so black" won't have not even the most small inkling of a way to afford the NEW New Orleans. With levess built by technically advanced aliens.

If the TITANIC were a city it would be New Orleans.

On a more positive note, common celebrity folk and other's are diving in and doing the damn thing.


Our lovely Celeb's, white, black or whatever, are reaching out...giving money and participating in concert benefits...love my celebs.

Oprah Winfrey and her Angel Network will definitely make strides in helping the devastated of New Orleans. Buy property and give it to our "So poor and So black" folks. Just hand over deeds with taxes paid for 20 years. Cause you know the tax man will try to take those homes before they get extra keys made.

Michael Jackson is using his god-given talent to help his peoples. Yes, they are his peoples. He knows, you don't have to remind him. He was reminded in court.

That was an abrupt end...Seems in life, there are too many abrupt ends....so..

on a whole other note and notable...

A friend treated me to the new Kanye West album. My intentions were to pick it up but he pushed the process along and I'm grateful. Notable tracks...We Major(this track is blessed with the presence of Nas.), Roses (A hip-hop song capable of bringing tears to my eyes is a first) and of course Golddigger (damn I love this song) Good album - But stating the obvious("george bush doesn't care about black people") doesn't make him a prophet. Just a kid with an opinion and enough money to feel comfortable giving it. But I suppose the soup can always go for a good stirring.

Peace, Love and Happiness

The difference between "Finding" or "Looting".

The difference in America....is the same F^%&$#' reason I might really have to search for a sanctuary and safe haven outside of this grand ole' country I love. I do love America. I love the great plains, the ocean, the mountains and all the freedoms....ie...speech, religion, yadda-yadda.....What I absolutely hate and am SICK TO DEATH of is the complicated (could be simple) Black and White relations. Seriously. I'm just really tired of it all. I'm not trying to fight the good fight either. Like a husband who feels like he should go ahead and cheat because he's constantly being accused of it....I sometimes feel like giving in to the "bad wrap" and living the life of "seedy criminal", but then I remember how much of a germophobe I am and how prison will never do. So I shake it off and straighten up and fly right.

So hours later....I'm posting at work and had to walk away from my ranting for a spell. I must remember how settling "walking away" from a heated moment can be. I am completely calm and back to backstroking my way through society. And all about keeping this US citizenship my ancestors went through worse than hell to obtain. It's just disheartening. A reporter is supposed to remain objective (tis' why I'm not a reporter.) And why so many "reporters" should have chosen other careers as well. Knowledge of self, chumps...if you know you are a stereotyping jackass with opinions you'd like to share, then get yourself a blog. It's aggravating but it's not the end of the world...yet...so...Hip-Hop Hooray


Peace and Blessings to the victims of Hurricane Katrina......."Find" or "Loot" as necessary...."Mad Max Beyond the Thunderdome" style.

The Jennifer & Brad intrusions

coming soon to a theatre near you.....


It's been a while since I've had time to post...I've been experiencing some great PLD's (personal life distractions). And am actively trying to make sure most of my PLD's are great or good. Avoiding Bad like the plague. Ya'll here me LIKE THE PLAGUE. I'm walking in Mary's footsteps "No More Drama".

VIOLATING FOOL
Brad and Jen split and it's a paparazzi and freaky fan, violating fest. First the "freelance" reporter for People mag is caught on Brad's property and now some weirdo takes it even further by actually entering Jennifer Aniston's home. Breaking and Entering. This dude is plain out crazy and needs to be in a mental facility. Who takes a cab to the soon-to- be scene of his crime and then doesn't pay. Celebrityhood is frightening. I swear it is. It's a lucrative game but the thought that any nut job can just fixate on you because you're in a magazine or on a hit TV show or in a movie and then come find you. Horrifying. I don't even like to leave my blinds open at night because I feel like some nutty passerby might decide to stalk me because he caught a glimpse of light through some random window. No Gracias.

Charlize Arrested
I'm very excited and really going to focus on buying a television for my home for this reason: Arrested Development's third season. Charlize Theron will be guesting on this friggin' great show that I already love and whose first season being released on DVD blessed a tv-less sister with hours of great entertainment. I am so pleased this show is coming back for a third (even though I completely missed the second season). Looking forward to it.
And what's even better is Charlize Theron as Aeon Flux. I loved this very strange animated MTV show. I tried to not like it because I felt it looked too much like the Heavy Metal movies (love those) but Aeon Flux seeped into my pores and I'm eager to see the Charlize Theron to Aeon Flux transformation. I like the idea of it hope I get to enjoy the reality of it.

So... I've never seen an episode of Six feet Under before the finale last week. My sister was in town so we visited a friend and caught the absolute last episode. Seems like it was an interesting show. Very trippy. I loved the end and the whole showing of how and when all the main characters pass from this earth. Could've been extremely corny but it wasn't. And this is coming from a non-fan. I saw exactly what I needed to see....the finale. I don't think I would've been able to handle catching the show every week or however it aired. I'm extra freaked out by bodies of the deceased and watching families have picnic conversations over embalmbed bodies would have distracted me. I'm officially a part of pop culture because I got to see the final episode of a show I never watched. Goody gumdrops for me.

POP - 40 YEAR OLD VIRGIN

From the first viewing I must say this movie was well done and simple, plain out, undeniable comedy. . I laughed out loud the folks I went to see the movie with laughed out loud. At the end of the movie everyone clapped.

This was a dangerous attempt at comedy and ....It worked. I feel like I need to see the movie again, not to laugh hysterically but to make sure it was as funny as I thought it was. For example..."Something about Mary", when I saw this in the movie theatre I laughed so hard, the friend I was with got a little annoyed. She gave me the "It's not that funny" look. But to me, it was. After the film was released on DVD and I watched if again, I didn't find it nearly as funny. Nowhere near. Sometimes I can get swept away by a full house of wide-eyed movie goers, I get caught up in the mix. Sometimes.

I enjoyed the director's wife's as bar girl, performance immensely. I'd like for dramatic purposes to be able to say "She was terrible, lucky for her she's the director's wife." But in all honesty I have to say..... She pulled her weight something lovely. Sliding into the role of "drunk and damaged goods" in a very comedic way. There's a little bug in my ear whispering that this movie really might offend me more than tickle me when I see it again (some of the male views were a little disturbing). I know for sure it won't have the lasting humorous effect on me as Old School had but it made me laugh more than Wedding Crashers (though Christopher Walken has the ability to make a movie worthy).

I'm not mad about giving up two hours of my life for 40 year old virgin. Funny movie. I'll add it to my DVD collection just for the end of the movie and the Bar Girl's drunk driving scene.

POP - "TROY"

I finally watched "TROY". I tried to get to the movies to see it on the BIG screen but a sista' works, so I straight out bought the DVD based on my faith in Brad Pitt and (former) faith in Orlando Bloom.

Again I'll say, blessed are those who expect nothing for they shall not be disappointed. I expected a lot and "Troy" was definitely a lot. I think hollywood should try telling these Big Budget Directors, they have 50 million less than they really do, let them dig into the depths of their talents to get creative and stretch the budget and once they are a quarter of the way through, give them their extra 50 million.

Ummmmm....I don't know if this is just an emotional time in my life or what but I loved Brad Pitt as Achilles and cried (yes cried) when that damn heel showed its vulnerability.

At first I felt like "Troy" was this big budget movie where they had too much money and just threw big sets, flashy lights and some superstar talent into a big cauldron and prayed for the best...I kind of still do feel that way, even though overall I enjoyed the flick. And thoroughly enjoyed the hell out of that damn Brad Pitt. Damn!!! He really is good at what he does and just so happens to have looks to match. And I don't know what he was on for that body but....whew. Brad Pitt might have been Achilles in his former life. He just "became" for me. And only Mr. Pitt, could get away with making those weird fighting moves look believable and admirable. But I digress... The Director did get lucky because the players and some of the great lines in "Troy" act as soothing ointment for the minor and major irritations on the screen...ie...being force fed a story instead of being allowed to naturally flow with it and being expected to swallow, Paris and Helen's weird love.

I went through many emotions....and my opinion on the quality of this movie kept changing throughout. I was angered at one point because it felt like the viewers intelligence was being undermined by the need for the makers of this movie to make an instant Epic. And softened everytime Achilles entered frame. Not (just) because Brad Pitt is beautiful but because Achilles' character was tormented and interesting and well done, well done Mr. Pitt.

Orlando Bloom as Paris
Diane Kruger as Helen of Troy

This couple was awful, straight out awful. They really softened ole' Paris up. I mean he was like Hector's, closeted little brother who pretended to love the ladies in order to throw people off. Orlando Bloom is much more macho and sexy as an elf.
and Helen of Troy...a man brings his country to war over a woman who posesses an innocent and pure quality (like Achilles' love interest). Not for a girl who (although pretty enough) posesses an underlying hooker presence (is that too harsh.) I don't know if it was an intentional mistake or the make-up or what they were going for but, she really gave off a semi-evil aura. I felt nothing for her and sometimes forgot Paris and Helen were in the movie (overshadowed by Achilles and his fine ass like a mo'fo.) And I caught myself rolling my eyes everytime the closeted Prince and his Dominatrix returned to frame.

Breakthrough performance: Eric Bana as Hector (what!!!) He was friggin' great, his wife was great. They were great. A beautifully believable couple who you could feel sympathy and love for. That Eric Bana really put his foot in his role. I thoroughly enjoyed his performance and found myself hoping the end for him I knew to come, would somehow, really not happen. It happened and I was broken up about it.

Nothing touches......Achilles and Briseis
Being a girl....I had to drift away on a romantic whim about it...had to do it, but I kept getting smacks of reality from that pitiful Paris & Helen hook-up.

In closing......the movie was too grandesque...Had it been done "Batman Begins" style, it would've been spectacular, instead it was more of a spectacle. There were some good scenes and some sappy sucker sweet scenes. Some really great lines and some corny ass lines....or lines delivered in a corny ass manner (not Brad Pitt.)

There was a profound line about war "Old men talking and young men dying." Damn if that's not true, right now!!!!!

I like the movie (loved Achilles and his tormented soul) but I'm still disappointed because it's obvious to see how great it could've been. But best believe I'll watch it again...and again (and maybe skip the Helen & Paris scenes).

His FBI file reads "Sean Combs"

So he can be Diddy, Dummy, Daddy, Piddy, Paddy, Party, whatever.....at the end of the day...Sean Combs. Business man and a quite fortunate one. Not the greatest rapper of all times...at all. But a pretty determined and lucky fellow. And I'll get up and dance when he speaks his chorus on Mo' Money, Mo Problems. Love that little, "And I'm bigger than the city lights down in Times square, yeah, yeah, yeah." but you're not curing world hunger so ease off the ego boat Bro'. If his ego is that grandesque then he shouldn't bitch about paying $21,000 a month to keep his first born son in shiny new duds like his larger than life Diddy...I mean Dowdy, I mean Daddy.

"I felt like the 'P' was getting between me and my fans and now we're closer," Diddy said.

Whew...now that the "P" is gone I can breathe again. Thank you, Diddy.
I wonder how he fits his head through the door or has he remodeled his office, car(s) and 100 homes to give them all double doors. I'm sure you'd have to open them both to get that ego through.
An entertainment mogul holds a press conference for the dropping of a consonant from his "stage"(I hope stage) name... Uhhhhhhh.....okay.

And my dear sweet lovely deeply appreciated Madonna (the entertainer) ...It's bad enough I have to pray that my girl Whitney is making it through the day intact. Madonna is another "In the Dayna cradle" celebrity. Those Leo women are superstars... . Undeniably so.

Get well soon. And be careful dammit.


On another note..

I threw together two 80's cd's for my calimobile and am rediscovering my love for those Rockin' Friggin' times.

Playlist 1

Burning down the house - Talking Heads
Everyday I write the book - Elvis Costello
Hold me now - Thompson Twins
Stand Back - Stevie Nicks
Abracadabra - Steve Miller
The Glamorous Life - Sheila E. (damn right)
Big Shot - Billy Joel
Do you really want to hurt me - Culture Club
Let's Dance - David Bowie
You Spin me right round - Dead or Alive
Come on Eileen - Dexy's Midnight Runners
Rock the Casbah - The Clash
Hold me - Fleetwood mac
Father Figure - George Michael
(Keep Feeling) Fascination - Human League
Crimson and Clover - Joan Jett and The Blackhearts
Borderline - Madonna
99 Luftballoons - Nena


Playlist 2

Magic - Olivia Newton-John
What Have I Done to Deserve this - Pet Shop Boys
Every Rose Has it's Thorn - Poison
Another One Bites The Dust - Queen
Don't You (Forget About me) - Simple Minds (this is the sh&*)
Edge of Seventeen - Stevie Nicks (must have some kind of subliminal message because I really can't get enough of this song and want to perform it at a Karoake Bar)
Once In A Lifetime - Talking Heads (has the same effect on me that Cindafella, Dana-dane, has on me)
Everything She Wants - Wham
Here I Go Again - Whitesnake
Dead or Alive - Bon Jovi (Jersey in the house - yeah boyeeeee!!!) Used to have a full life size poster of Richie Sambora on my door. Twist not, the depth of my love for Bon Jovi...forever!!!!!
Little Red Corvette - Prince
You Can't Always Get What You Want - Rolling Stones (nothing compares)

ROCK ON RICHIE!!!!!

Living it

the LA LA life... where Jill Average Dayna (the aspiring writer) finds herself in a room full of sheep aka actors or wannabee actors looking to the Herder aka casting director for guidance. Lerve it.

Now that I'm back on the "too busy for pity wagon". I'm continuing my "strange" life flow. Not to mention I'm still flowing in my circle of sheer heaven out here. Sheer ya'll for real. It's amazing to me, what comes from opening oneself to all possibilities.....doing things with folks, I said I would never do and having a ball.

I auditioned for a game show today...called "Distraction" on Comedy Central. Sent my picture and little bit about myself in yesterday....went to the audition today. I had to answer a bunch of basic questions....I might be a little uninformed.
Who won the civil war? Got that one
Who won the NBA playoffs this year? I had no clue.
What's the capital of Wyoming? "Please" was my written answer.
And I won't even go into some of the really stupid answers I gave for some of the questions. Knew the answers, knew I knew them....answered wrong as hell. They asked me if I had any special talents...I can touch my tongue to my nose and I did it for the camera.....hey....just adding to my LA experience.

I've gone on three "official" auditions since my move to Los Angeles...one for a national bank ad...I actually got a call back. I wasn't expecting to, I was just going with the Los Angeles flow...I have no desire to act. I have a tendency to freeze up in front of the camera , so I went to a Mexican restaurant and downed three margarita's before I went to my call back. I was still nervous with the camera staring down my throat but I did what I had to. Didn't get the gig. Don't think I should have either. But getting a call back was cool enough.

The next one was for an "Extreme Dodgeball" game show...Most of the women didn't get to play because they couldn't even hit the other side of the wall with the ball. Dayna-dane made it happen and got to play. And after I got nailed with a ball thrown by some angry sexually frustrated twenty year old male...I wished I hadn't made it. I'm all about experiences but forget that Co-Ed Dodgeball nonsense. Guys throw harder. It's a fact. I felt it first hand.

And now my third one.."Distraction"
We'll see. Gotta be in it to win it. I'm living this weird surreal semi-starting over life so....Sign me up .

And a birthday shout out to another one of my LEO buds...Leo (women) are da' bomb...
Go Sarah, it's your Birthday, sip Bacardi like its your Birthday ......Rockin' Sushi was da' bomb!!!!! When are we going back?

Out here on my own

Some days I need a little reminder of how far I've come and how much further I have to go....I have these brief, Irene Cara as Coco in FAME moments

Sometimes I wonder where I've been
Who I am
Do I fit in.
Make believin' is hard alone,
Out here on my own

We're always provin' who we are
Always reachin' for the risin' star
To guide me far
And shine me home
Out here on my own

and then I take it here.........
Sometimes I wonder where I've been
Who I am
Do I fit in
I may not win
But I can't be thrown SERIOUSLY
Out here on my own
On my own
and then I get over it and pick myself back up and press on....
Sometimes it just feels like my foot is nailed to the ground but I shall free myself and pedal on, dodging the monkey wrenches, the naysayers keep trying to throw in my spokes.

Avoiding the humans who suffer from U.D.A. (unpursued dream angst.)

If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem.

I might be forced to tattoo this to my forehead.

Sparked by discouraging moments of self-publishing my(our) children's book.....
Which WILL be coming soon to a bookstore near you...or from the back of my truck....Come hell or high water.

"I CAN'T BE THROWN" so stop trying.

Dayna's honorary lyric change - "I may not win" to " I'll somehow win and I can't be thrown"
Win what? Who knows. But if there's something to win, I plan on winning it.
didn't know what I was doing or why but I was doing it.