...TopGorgon's Cave...

Get a branch out of the gulley make that your tree

2010-12-19T13:27:00.000-08:00

Thinking about where life takes you, and where you take your life (because am a firm believer in manifesting my own destiny), I was checking out some of the pieces I've written in the past. The following one is a childhood memory that is truly fun, if a bit sad. It's in instances as these that you learn and appreciate that the things that truly matter aren't related to the physical trappings of

Baaahumbug

2010-12-19T11:35:00.000-08:00

First Published in 2008, I thought to bring back some oldies but goodies and so fitting to the season. I am going to start republishing some of my favorite seasonal blogs in the next few pages. Hope that you've found peace in the warmth of your own hearth, in the arms of the ones you love and happiness despite whatever may be your lot in life. We're all in this together. Guess what? That's a

How will the mechanic complete another cunning battery?

2010-07-14T13:02:00.001-07:00

Check check 1 2 3

Life in the middle of the night

2010-06-29T22:42:00.001-07:00

I've being homeless only on one other occasion. It was more than 10 years ago and it was for only a few weeks. I've had other very trying experiences, but I have never come close to losing my "virtue" or experiencing violence. Thank goodness for that. I did experience some of it last Sunday up front. The drum circle of all things seems to embody the concept of brotherhood. You go there to enjoy

Dominatricks

2010-06-02T17:16:00.001-07:00

Did I mention to you the intensely erotic episode that I viewed with vicarious envy not too long ago? No? Well I did, and I looked, and looked and couldn't help wishing that was me. Not the receiver of the stinging kiss of a sensual pleasure pain, but the conductor, the deliverer of it. To tell you the truth, am a sexual woman that enjoys games. Dominating, sensual, games. Those explosive

My dearest hare

2010-02-21T17:27:00.000-08:00

You know something? I've turned into a cold amphibian. Nothing like life experience to make you be tougher and doing things as they must be done. I've got to look out for me, myself and I, so that I can look out for those that I care about. You can't be there for others if you're stuck on a ditch unable to get yourself out. Funny thing is that I know you love me, not past, but present, now, so

On winning the lottery - Mine I tell you

2010-02-17T08:33:00.001-08:00

Honey, I won the lottery. What do you mean WE won the lottery? Nah, get that straight, it's "I" won the lottery. Ooops, should I remind you of those papers you signed? The ones that were a prenuptial that entitles you to nothing less, and nothing more than a bit of lint from my belly button, some neosporin because well you're uhmmm, f****d (this is a G rated site trying to keep things clean here

Biker Love

2010-02-08T11:13:00.000-08:00

You know that condition where you hear a song, and it sticks? There you are minding your won business, and this jerk passes along singing the latest oooh, I don't know: Britney Spears (just to be mean to your psyche.hehe) song. You want to jump under the nearest car (you're conveniently situated in a busy street for the purposes of this long winded comment), but there's a scooter man-boy that is

The Tree of Lies

2010-02-08T09:21:00.000-08:00

So I've resorted to writing stories since I'd rather stay away from divulging my otherwise unsatisfactory (drum roll please) attempts at living life (to the fullest.) Anyway, with as much drama as I read about, I am trying to stay away from that kind of energy and bank instead on some creativeness. I've managed to book a few events, as you know I've being burning the midnight, early morning, and

Weddings on a budget: The bridesmaid dress

2009-12-27T14:47:00.001-08:00

What Color Will the Dresses Be? Wedding bells are ringing and a happy couple is about to walk out arm in arm. They are husband and wife. Vows have being exchanged, they are so happy! Well except for the look of nervousness that they will get once the wedding bills start coming in. Stop the music. Reality check time Every wedding is special and there are no two the same. Most of humanity can't

When pigs fly

2009-12-10T10:14:00.001-08:00

Back when I was young(er) I learned why I couldn't become a doctor. It's a tragedy of enormous proportions am sure, since my bedside manner is great. Sigh. Ok, am not a good candidate for an award in the order of Florence Nightingale. But still, what a waste am sure more than one person would have benefited from some "take it like a man" straight talking words of wisdom. If you need a love tap to

Feathers, leather, chocolate and lace

2009-12-09T08:21:00.000-08:00

By: Jezli Pacheco First times, are always the hardest. Taking that initial step, breaking a sweat and letting yourself glide into a new experience, that’s not only hard, it’s ground breaking. I’ve been known to break, shatter, crack the ice many a time in the past, and truthfully I’m surprised so many people think I’m adventurous, I wasn’t always that way. Ok, yes I was, I just had these

The lonely hearts ad

2009-12-09T08:04:00.000-08:00

Imagine you placed your picture, your name, your description online. Now imagine you wait, and you hope and you wish for the right person to contact you. Think of the adventure it is. The people you will meet! It’s great! It’s fun. It’s lonely. We are weeding out the chemistry of a first connection with the excitement of a simple visual. What happens if the less than perfect guy, that seems not

Let's Ride

2009-12-08T10:05:00.000-08:00

Enough with the games Seeing how I had myself a nice motorcycle to ride around in, but lost it to: "life", I am working on getting myself another. I don't like to lose my time thinking of what IF this happens, or that, or a number of other possibilities. Am well aware that riding motorcycles is a danger. That there's all kinds of reports of fatalities. So? So is riding a car, so is flying on a

1st EVER, Go ahead shine a light on me: Silent ART Auction

2009-12-07T00:00:00.000-08:00

The background info: I decided to do some soul searching and found a great gaping hole in the middle. Nothing for me to do, am missing part of it. That's not news. I've being told that I hang on to things for way too long, and seeing the amount of artwork that I have accumulated (well over 100 pieces) and as far back as 1992, I guess they're right. With that thought in mind, and thinking that I

Hold the pepper

2009-12-05T11:56:00.000-08:00

I’ve being trying to figure out (since now am obsessing on writing about condiments) what can possible be a good way of comparing condiments: to people. And so I started thinking of the people around me, and their personalities. This is a work in progress, but hey, it’s only an exercise in writing, so don’t think am talking abouuuuut you. Hmmmm. Let’s see. I think I’ll start with relish. Since

Gulliver's Travels

2009-12-04T19:47:00.000-08:00

Do you remember that show? Where there was a man, a "little" person (and I mean minute) trying to survive in and escape a land of giants? I can't remember the name of the show, it was one of those 70's (I think) shows, no, NOT the "70's show", but A 70's show. (Gees, that last phrase is grounds for getting anyone dizzy, it spins you around. Anyway) Well. Anyway, it was a rerun. (Am a child of the

The Van Gogh Factor

2009-12-03T19:54:00.001-08:00

Artist: Jezli Pacheco Van Gogh. One of my favorite artists, if not my all time favorite. He along with Gauguin is one of the major influencing forces in my work. The colors, the strokes. Golly. I love the colors. The genius was in the strokes, but also the unapologetic (though he was well known for being insecure and needing his peers…and family’s reassurance) explosion of colors. I loved and

It's not you it's me...no wait it's supposed to be about you

2009-12-01T21:37:00.000-08:00

There's nothing more interesting that finding a writer that "whets" your interest. That is: said writer brings out in you the need, the compulsion...to respond. Some writers? They manage to engage their readers more than others. Me? I seem to be a provocateur. I am one of those writers that everyone (Ok, that's just big talk...some, we'll say: some) loves to read...but nobody dares to admit it.

The Booty-call agreement

2009-12-01T19:36:00.000-08:00

Boy. I tell ya. I have a lot of people out there looking for inspiration in regards to booty calls. I have being working on linking my wordpress account, with my twitter account, with my facebook account (myspace seems to be the bastard child, nobody wants to link in with it. I don't find many applications that allow that linking service.) with my examiner account, and so on. You know am all over

The Other Blog - Bettie Page

2009-11-30T13:22:00.000-08:00

The name is actually quite apropos. During my dash online (because for the life of me I couldn't find a single sample of the many ceramic Raku pieces I made over the years) I did a search on my name. Dang, but I am all over the place. I didn't know that. Am still not done doing my search, but I found out that just tickled me and I wanted to share.So. So. You know I am a fan of Bettie Paige. Right

Insane in the Membrane

2009-11-30T13:15:00.000-08:00

Insane in the uhhmm brain. Ok. No more dating myself. Am just going nuts on my end of the woods. I can't believe how slow everything is. I've got to wait for an answer 'til Monday for the possible booking I talked about yesterday. If that goes, am set for a bit, but definitely not out of the woods. The lady was taken with my design, so that's good news, and my pricing is attractive (no, AM not

Recipe for disaster

2009-11-30T13:13:00.000-08:00

Short side note "you, me and Inlaw makes 3": I forgot to mention that my girlfriend is actually "sticking" it out with the guy she was with. Why? They have a daughter. I don't believe in making children live through strife...but to each...parent...his own. Far better that each is in their own place, sharing the link that a child gives, but living, and leading lives...apart. That's all.Now.Shut up

Duly Noted

2009-11-30T13:12:00.000-08:00

I was seriously going to bed, and then I had yet another brain fart. (You may remember the meaning from my Insane in the Membrane blog?) This time, and since I was on a trip down college lane (No, I never checked out the co-eds. Am not gay. AND if you're a guy, don't give me that tired old joke about being a lesbian. Yes, yes, I know guys LOVE to consider themselves lesbians.) I had a

The Arrogance of Thought

2009-11-30T13:10:00.000-08:00

Hello again people.As you know. Am on an artistic trip lately. Trying to come back into my element, after taking a year's worth(less) of time to work in the pits (of shadesville, yes am bitter, I don't like being burned by anything other than love and in the most pleasurable of ways please.) of a mass produced art industry.With that image in mind. You know I love to paint pretty pictures in words

20 years and counting

2009-11-30T12:57:00.000-08:00

I've never smoked pot. As a matter of fact, am so square that I've had the chance before and rejected it. So. My question is, if I was around some...does it make me by default a pot head? Hmmm.Don't you go commenting that I may not smoke it, but I write like I do. He. I know I do. No. I don't see all the pretty colors...beyond my canvas. Did you know that I made my first major piece at the tender

A Date gone wrong

2009-11-30T12:53:00.000-08:00