Daily Prompt: Green-Eyed Monster: Jessie’s Girl

Tell us about the last time you were really, truly jealous of someone. Did you act on it? Did it hurt your relationship?

I am either very out of touch with my feelings/emotions or is is too early for me to think of the last time I was really jealous or I am just happy when my friends become successful?  Since I came up with nothing, here is what you get:  A classic example of jealousy, set to a beat that will stick in your head all day.

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Jessie is a friend, yeah
I know he’s been a good friend of mine
But lately something’s changed that ain’t hard to define
Jessie’s got himself a girl and I want to make her mine

And she’s watching him with those eyes
And she’s lovin’ him with that body, I just know it
Yeah ‘n’ he’s holding her in his arms
Late, late at night

You know, I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
Where can I find a woman like that

I play along with the charade
There doesn’t seem to be a reason to change
You know, I feel so dirty when they start talking cute
I wanna tell her that I love her but the point is probably mute

‘Cause she’s watching him with those eyes
And she’s lovin’ him with that body, I just know it
And he’s holding her in his arms
Late, late at night

You know, I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
Where can I find a woman like that

Like Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
Where can I find a woman
Where can I find a woman like that

And I’m lookin’ in the mirror all the time
Wondering what she don’t see in me, I’ve been funny
I’ve been cool with the lines
Ain’t that the way love supposed to be

Tell me, where can I find a woman like that

You know, I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I want Jessie’s girl

Where can I find a woman like that
Like Jessie’s girl
I wish that I had Jessie’s girl
I want, I want Jessie’s girl

Smells Like Teen Spirit

We drive by Kurt and Courtney‘s old house a lot on our way home, we drive by the park where there are always people taking pictures of the bench and leaving flowers and candles.  For some reason, I like the idea that people are still drawn to his tiny little park.  His enormous hedge of rhododendrons is threatening to bloom and will do just that any day, I will share a photo when it does.Kurt Cobain hand-wrote the following to-do list mid-1991, as Nirvana prepared to film the now-iconic music video for Smells Like Teen Spirit. It was eventually filmed on a sound stage and directed by Samuel Bayer.

Transcript follows. Image from the book, Kurt Cobain: Journals.

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Smells Like Teen Spirt

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1. Mercedes benz and a few old cars

2. Access to a abandoned mall, main floor and one Jewelry shop.

3. lots of fake Jewelry

4. School Auditorium (Gym)

5. A cast of hundreds. 1 custodian, students.

6. 6 black Cheerleader outfits with Anarchy A’s Ⓐ on chest

Saturday Morning Round-Up

I need to start my day, but first…

When you live with someone who is cheap and quite possibly just a touch pre-senile, you really have to think out-of-the-box when you are looking for stuff around the house.  Take this morning, for instance:  R was up and gone very early so I fed the dogs when I woke up around 8:00.  One dog got her three pieces of cheese hand-fed to her (she doesn’t know, and you better not tell her), then I started the regular breakfast preparation which has more steps than my own breakfast preparation.  I could only find one bowl.  They are small dogs and the bowls are heavy, so they were not dragged very far, if anywhere.  Not in the sink.  Oh wait, the refrigerator.  Sure, there it is, keeping the small pieces of last nights uneaten dinner “fresh,” I guess.

You're a doctor, right?  Do you think that one pinky toe is broken?  The other one is for a point of reference, a "control" as it were. #feet #busted #tumblr

My right pinky toe is swollen and sore, surely the result of stubbing it twice in a 24 hour period on the leg of an Eames Aluminum Management Chair in the living room.  I can wiggle it and  several Gucci sales associates have reassured me that if it wiggles, it is not broken.  But there is a little voice in the back of my head reminding me of the pedicure I got last week.  It says “You’ve got gangrene or some other flesh-eating virus and that toe is gonna fall off in your sock!”  I thought about taking a photo and emailing it to my doctor, but we really do not have that sort of relationship.  I am sure I bore him compared to some of my friends that also have him as a GP.  Meaning that I am healthy, not on prescriptions of any sort, not at all a hypochondriac, and not a filthy slut (oh shut up, I am not talking about you).  I have not even removed my shirt at any of my visits, one time, I pushed my tshirt sleeve up for a flu shot.  He is amazing, however, and a bit of a celebrity.  He is to Dan Savage what Dr. Oz is to Oprah.  So anyway, back to me, my toe, and my made up problems.  In order to take a photo and email it to my doctor, I decided that I should shower first, then while in the shower, I decided that I should run the photo through instagram before sending it.  It has basically gotten that bad:  a photo isn’t a photo without first going through instagram.  Then, I decided that the toe may be a secondary problem when compared to my unhealthy narcissism.  I posted a photo of my feet with the hashtag of #feet, which after posting, I realized that it was going to be a great disappointment to anyone trolling instagram for feet pics and I would like to apologize right now for wasting their time.  However, I am not going to email my doctor on a saturday about my sore toe.  I feel I will get enough medical advice through instagram comments, so no need to bother him.

So, like the old ballerina that I am, I taped the toe to the 4th toe and will go on with the performance.

Seven Unrelated Things I Love.

It has been suggested that since I do not believe in a magic sky god and the Easter Bunny, I do not believe in anything positive.  Naturally, it was suggested by a person who does not know me and creates a strong argument for a future boycott of  Daily Post writing exercises.  It took me literally three clicks into the archives to find this post.  So to calm any worries, I do believe in things that are positive, they just happen to be also real.

Seven Unrelated Things I love

1. Coffee. Coffee in bed. Coffee before headed out for the night. Coffee in cafes on rainy days. Iced coffee on hot days.

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2. How Rick laughs when he watches videos of people falling down on YouTube.

3. Old books. I put rose petals inside them, then forget they are there for years.

4. Vetiver Extraordinaire cologne by Frederic Malle. It opens with a green but dry woody blast. The drydown is smoky, almost like embers from a dying campfire. No sweet notes, no cloying notes, just smoky wood.

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5. Screwball comedies of the 30′s and film noir movies of the 40′s. If everyone is wearing a hat and talks a mile a minute, I will watch it.

6. Photo booths. The black and white, strip of four photo booths. I love how a group of friends cram onto the stool and close the curtain, smile, make fish faces, and wait the two minutes. They are where the magic happens.

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7. Walking. It clears the head. You see so much more when you walk.

 

SPA v43.0 Launch.

Every birthday, I drag out this old nugget, read it over, add/delete/edit anything that needs changing to match how I feel now and post it as my birthday gift to you. Since today is my 43rd birthday, here it is.

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“What I Have Learned So Far”

I’ve learned that it’s taking me a long time to become the person I want to be. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I want to continue to grow and change and progress until I die. I do not ever want to rest on my laurels, get set in my ways, do something a specific way for no other reason that I have always done it that way. I want to be routinely evaluating my choices to see if they still match with the person I am and the person I am on my way to becoming. We can all do that, think about what is important to you and then reflect at the end of the day, as you drift off to sleep, to see if you accomplished it. It is really less of a score card and more of a reminder for the next day. Did you possess compassion whenever possible and applicable? Did you express gratitude to your friends and family for being able to share each other’s life?

I’ve learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become. The past is nothing we can control and it can color who we are, but we can make the decision to be anything we set our minds to. Create your identity, do not let it be assigned to you. The traumas of our childhoods can easily make us into “victims” or “survivors” and we can hide behind that identity for the rest of our life if we desire. That trauma happened a long time ago and is over, your choice to continue the trauma is your choice, but it does not give you a free pass to poor behavior. It is a long struggle to be able to recognize you are worth good things happening to you, once you allow that thought to enter your consciousness, you start to let go of the past.

I’ve learned that we don’t have to change friends if we understand that friends change. Sometimes, our paths run right along each other at the same speed, seeing the same sights. Then our paths may separate, but that does not erase our history and the reasons why we first became friends. We all understand that we change, so thinking that our friends should not is unreasonable.

I’ve learned that money is a horrible way of keeping score. Money does not make you better or worse than anyone, it is an instrument. Like any other instrument, it can be used in a million different ways. The most beautiful concerto can be played on an old piano just as easily as the keys of a Steinway can be smashed with a mallet. Find something you are passionate about and devote your extra money to it’s promotion. Make your money work for you as hard as you worked for it. Keep the circle of energy flowing.

I’ve learned that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different. “I say tomato, you say tomato. Let’s call the whole thing off. But oh! If we call the whole thing off, then we must part. And oh! If we ever part, then that might break my heart!” The Gershwins were on to something. Learning to not be so arrogant that your way is the right and only way will take you far in love and life.

I’ve learned that you can get by on charm and looks for only so long. After that, you’d better know something. This does not always seem true and maybe the length can stretch out for years, but in the end the boys and girls will stop turning their heads when you pass, so you better at least have some good stories of your youth to retell. There is nothing wrong with physical charm, but giving it any weight and worth as a way to judge yourself or others is a mistake. It is just a roll of the DNA dice. It does not matter how attractive a person is if they are ugly on the inside. Everyone has a unique talent or gift in life. Personally, I have always been drawn to people that have an ability to tell a story, that have a talent of finding humor everywhere, and people that know that life is an ongoing journey of exploration. It is a physical attraction, an attraction to a glow or fire or something that people possess inside. Have you ever tried having a conversation with nice biceps and teeth? Exactly.

I’ve learned that you shouldn’t compare yourself to the best others can do. We all have our talents, we all have our accomplishments, and for the most part, they are unique to us. Comparing yourself to the best parts of others will of course cause you to feel inferior. The exercise in being proud of and happy for your friend’s success is a hard one. It is hard to remove your jealousy or envy. When you are able to do it, however, you become a better friend and a better person. If you still cannot remove yourself from the equation, think about how awesome you are for choosing such talented and successful friends. We can be happy when our friend’s are successful, no matter what Morrissey says.

I’ve learned that you can keep going long after you can’t. It applies to running, it applies to life. It is always darkest before the dawn for a reason, so you appreciate the dawn all the more. Heartbreak and disappointment are horrible and painful, they can tear you into pieces from which you think you can never reassemble. You can, and in time, you will. That ability is one of the most exciting and unique parts of being human: resilience. Knowing that life right now is hard, but having the memory and perspective that none of it is permanent and situations will change. “Don’t give up, I know you can make it good.”

I’ve learned that just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have. Learning to understand their language may make the difference between feeling loved and feeling neglected. Getting mad because someone doesn’t love you the way you want to be loved is like getting mad because the IKEA furniture assembly instructions are only in German. You can either try to translate and understand the IKEA instructions or you can shop somewhere with different instruction inserts. Complaining will not bring you any closer to having a chair.

I’ve learned that either you control your attitude or it controls you. Every second of every day, we have the choice on how we are going to behave. We can fly off the handle at the slightest things or we can choose to not let them ruin our day. How we react and behave to every day situations is completely in our control. Our past experiences may point us in a knee-jerk direction, but they have no actual power over us today. Choose an attitude that would make you proud of the person you are. If it does not feel natural to behave that way, fake it, eventually, it will become part of you. I am a strong believer in the school of “Fake it ’till you make it.” I am a result of that philosophy. I didn’t like something about me or recognized something about me that didn’t work, thought about how I could do it differently, and consciously did it that way going forward. It did not immediately feel natural, but eventually, it became a part of me. It is like diet and exercise for your character, it is hard and strenuous, but eventually, it becomes who you are. Anger is ego, we all know this. That person that cut you off in traffic did not do it to you because of who you are, they just did it. It didn’t happen to you, it just happened, don’t take it so personally that it changes your mood. Don’t hold onto it, that energy is undirected and wasted.

I’ve learned that heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences. The title of “Hero” has been been attributed to so many people in so many ways that it’s meaning has been diluted. For this, I mean a person whose courage and strength I admire. Heroes are quite often not popular or even liked at the time, usually because their actions cause discomfort and disruption. Heroes see how the world can be a better place and do their best to change it. For the most part, actors, athletes, popular musicians, and politicians are bad choices as personal heroes, there are plenty of examples why.

I’ve learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them. Learning and accepting that you cannot control how other people feel or react to your feelings is freeing. I have learned to not withhold my feelings due to fear of them not being matched with equal strength from the other person. Feelings are not discounted just because they are not returned. Love and affection require expression to attain it’s full potential, they need air around them to grow. It is crucial that you allow the organic nature of your feeling to exist and not squelch or play down them in any way. Washington Irving wrote, “Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.” Take a chance, take a leap, the air rushing under your feet will do you good.

I’ve learned that it’s not what you have in your life but who you have in your life that counts. Everyone knows this. Your job and your stuff you love will never give you a ride to the airport or love you back. Your things you have will not bring you love. That BMW will get you attention that at first may seem a lot like love, but it is probably more like envy. The people you touch in your life may not sit impressively on your mantle or fill up your checking account, but they will hold your hand when you cry and bring you soup when you are sick. In life, the immeasurable out-values all. There are no price tickets attached to love, devotion, friendship, and loyalty.

I’ve learned that no matter how much I care, some people just don’t care back. None of this changes how I should feel. Zelda Fitzgerald is quoted as saying, “I don’t want to live — I want to love first, and live incidentally.” I find myself thinking of this quote often and understanding it to mean that we need love to live, that we should approach life as a series of opportunities to love. Everyone has been on both sides of this coin at one point in life: the lover and the loved. It sucks and I hate it, but at the same time, there is a real rawness to heartbreak that is the purest of emotions. That emotion has no ulterior motives, no hidden agendas that it hopes by creating one, another will follow. It is pure loss, pure ache, and purely human. No matter how horrible it is, you feel so alive and wonderful knowing that you possess such capacity for feeling.

I’ve learned that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them. Bring everyone you meet a gift. This obviously does not mean a physical item wrapped with a bow, it could be a compliment, a touch, a smile. Do not leave things unsaid for fear of over exposing your heart. Your heart functions best when exposed raw to the air, it expands and produces more than ever imaginable. This applies too even if you were thinking about someone during the day, send them a text or email to tell them. Keep communications open, don’t let too much time pass.


Stick Figure Confidential – High Voltage

This stick figure model is very famous in Mexico and gets a lot of work.  The work conditions in Mexico can be more dangerous than other places, but it also can be a lot of fun.  Here is his story:

Este modelo figura de palo es muy famoso en México y recibe una gran cantidad de trabajo. Los requisitos de trabajo en México puede ser más peligroso que en otros lugares, el propósito es aussi puede ser un montón de diversión. Esta es su historia:

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“Always when I work with ‘DANGER,’ it can be pretty exciting.  They say that the electricity was going to be added later in photoshop, but when I showed up, it was clear that I was going to be working with a live bolt of electricity.  His name is Pablo, we have worked together before on an underground cable sign gig and he is the most laid back electricity I have ever met.  The shoot was really quick.  We slowly moved closer to each other until the photographer told us to stop and that was the shot.”

Siempre cuando trabajo con “peligro” que puede ser muy emocionante. Dicen Que electricidad les iba a añadir más tarde en Photoshop, el objetivo cuando llegué, estaba claro que iba a estar trabajando con un perno en vivo de la electricidad. Su nombre es Pablo, hemos trabajado juntos antes de un año bajo tierra signo concierto cable y es el más relajado que he puesto la electricidad. El rodaje fue muy rápido. Lentamente se acercó a otra hasta que el fotógrafo nos dijo que parar y ese fue el tiro.

You look absolutely terrific, honestly.

Happy New Year!

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I just found this photo when I was creating the “New Years With The Beales” entry and seriously fell in LOVE with it.  Edith Bouvier Beale died over 10 years ago and is most known for a 40 year old documentary about her life with her mother and people are still inspired.  That is a S-T-A-U-N-C-H CHARACTER!  Do your best to become a S-T-A-U-N-C-H CHARACTER in 2013!

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Little Edie Blythe Doll
This is a special Blythe doll designed by Gina Garan and Christina/Oriettacat.  Gina is a successful photographer and operates a website devoted to the Blythe phenomenon and her husband, Asa, was a cast member of the GG Broadway musical.  Sounds like the best of both worlds!  For more information visit www.thisisblythe.com.

And If you feel like it, watch the whole movie:

11th (Self Help) Day of Xmas – Keep Breathing

I wish I had a letter like that and I wish I believed every last sentence in it.  I often daydream about visiting the 13 or 16 or 19 or 21 year old me and telling him what he needs to know.  To get through school, get out of that town, and never look back.  That all the problems you feel are killing you won’t matter in six months time.  And that the trick is to keep breathing.

In June of 2010, the lead singer of Eels, Mark ‘E’ Everett, wrote a lovely letter of advice to his 16-year-old self. The missive features in the wonderful book, Dear Me, and can be read below.

Transcript follows.

(Source: Dear Me: More Letters to My 16-Year-Old Self; Image of “E” via Gonzai.)

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Chateau E

June 12, 2010

Dear sweet, naive, 16 year old me,

You poor sap. I know you won’t believe any of this, but you should. How can I get it through your thick, acne-pocked skull? All the stupid things you are so worried about really aren’t very important at all. In fact, they are the opposite of important. What if I told you that all the “winners” around you right now were actually the losers? Well, I just did tell you that, but you still don’t believe me because I’m an adult and 16 year olds can never trust adults.

What if I tried to explain it this way: That feeling you’ve never been able to put a name on — it feels something like, let’s say, a bone-crushing insecurity and cluelessness about your place in the world — just forget about it! That’s right. You can forget about it and go about your days — confident with the knowledge that it’s all going to work out just fine. Because as you get older, you will figure stuff out. A lot of stuff. And that bone-crushing feeling will slowly dissipate. I’m sorry. I can’t remember if you knew what the word “dissipate” meant when you were 16. You will feel it less and less as time goes on. That’s what I meant to say.

And all those “winners” who appear at the top of their games and lives are indeed, just that: at their peaks! It’s all downhill for those idiots from here. Ha! Come on, let’s have a laugh. At their expense! It’s okay. You’ve earned it!

While YOU get to do the opposite: Things will just get better and better for you. And here’s the best part: It turns out that girls like geeky smart guys much more than dumb sports guys. For many reasons. You’ll see. So relax, man. Just relax. And I can even pass along this shocking piece of information: You will enjoy your life in your 40s! You heard me. It’s gonna be great!

Now, I’m not saying it’s not going to come with some serious bumps in the road along the way, but don’t worry. Those bumps are the very thing that will make you a better person along the way and make you appreciate yourself and the world around you more and more. So you can stop worrying about the mean kids around you and stop putting any energy into being mean yourself. Ignore all that crap and enjoy the nice things in your life. Now how ’bout a smile? No? Well, you ARE 16. I get it. But I can tell you’re smiling just a little on the inside.

Sincerely,

(Signed, ‘E’)

A Fully Grown Man Called E

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via Letters of Note: Things will just get better and better.

6th (Self Help) Day of Xmas – Liz

Words from a woman who LIVED/LOVED/LAUGHED the hell out of life. You should do it too, in your own way.

“The problem with people who have no vices is that generally you can be pretty sure they’re going to have some pretty annoying virtues.” – Elizabeth Taylor

5th (Self Help) Day of Xmas – Know Jack

It is easy to say, difficult to try, and very hard to recognize in others, but it can be done, horizons can expand, thoughts can evolve, as long as there is life, there is potential for growth.

“Great things are not accomplished by those who yield to trends and fads and popular opinion.” – Jack Kerouac

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