Together with her husband Mitch, her brother Johnny, her classmate Adam, and “body double” Rocky Ramon, Julie wrote, directed, and starred in the greatest Spanish homework assignment since the dawn of Spanish homework assignments.
Sure, the Spanish isn’t, how you say, perfecto, but what it lacks in language skills, El Amor de Mi Amante totally makes up for in Doritos Locos Tacos plugs (RIP Todd Mills).
And, in case it wasn’t obvious, Julie and Adam totally got A’s. The songs got B’s and C’s.
Remember that picture of the old, creepy building that I posted on this blog a whiles back? Yeah well, looks like they’re gonna tear it down. It’s a gorgeous building; picturesque with it’s clock tower and it’s Gothic style architecture but highly toxic. According to this extensive blog post from fellow admirer and blogger Jeff Felker, the site has a pretty poisonous past and is still a threat to life around it. On his Dec 4th, 2014 blog post from Portlandarchitechture.com Brian Libbey reports that plans to demolish this hauntingly beautiful, local landmark are underway and can clear the site next Spring. He adds that being in a multi-generational process, Portland could have eventually transformed it’s already evolving waterfront to include this building to potential future developments. If you get a chance, read up on this Superfund site and go sneak pictures while you can. BUT, be warned, 24hour guards will ask you to leave without courtesies being extended! I had to be dropped off along roadside, run up to the chain-link fence, snap a few photos and sprint back to the car.
Portland GasCo Building 7900 NW St. Helens Rd Portland, Oregon 97210
I’m really enjoying these oil paintings by Portland-based artist Meghan Howland, who often depicts people caught in swarms of birds, flowers or bunches of fabric. It’s never quite clear if the figure is in a safe or dangerous situation, an ambiguity that leaves each piece open for interpretation. Howland is represented by Bowerstock Gallery where you can see much more of her work.*
This retro light-up star is a bold and beautiful holiday moment to add to the mantle. I would have thought this was a big budget purchase, but Marianne Canada shows us how to make it ourselves over on HGTV’s blog, Design Happens.*
Ludwig II, King of Bavaria, Germany, completed the privately-funded construction of Neuschwanstein Castle (Schloss Neuschwanstein) in 1892. Although originally built as a retreat for the King and an homage to composer Richard Wagner, the castle became perhaps the most iconic structure of its kind due to events on the other side of the world 60 years later.
As Disney was designing their first ever theme park, Disneyland (@disneyland), in 1955, they decided to place a castle at the park’s center. The inspiration for the new structure was Neuschwantstein Castle with a few borrowed details from Notre Dame de Paris and the Hospices de Beaune in Paris. In 1992, the company introduced a similar structure at Disneyland Paris and in 2005 built a near replica of the California castle at Hong Kong Disneyland. While more than 1.3 million people visit Neuschwanstein Castle annually, over 16 million guests see the original Sleeping Beauty Castle in Anaheim’s Disneyland Park each year.
Anyone who has interacted with me on a regular basis for the past couple of years can attest to knowing they are appreciated and that I show my gratitude for them and their place in my life. It’s not something I have to say or declare, those who I surround myself with FEEL it and KNOW it. That being said, I do have new gratitudes worth mentioning this year but one of my biggest joys of gratitude comes from being returned to the man I worked hard at becoming. I have a great appreciation for being one who doesn’t feel he has to search other people’s phones or read their faces for traces of lies or infidelity; one who doesn’t have to search inside of sentences for cracks in their stories. I am thankful I don’t hear that little voice telling me there’s an alternate reality going on besides the one told to me which threatens my lucidity. I’m grateful that through my perseverance I sought and found someone who does not complete me, but adds to mine a much more desirable quality of life. I have for now, a person who believes in me & shows me on a regular basis (it’s a bonus that it’s daily), how much he values me. It’s not the progress lacking within which holds the freedom I seek but it is a much welcomed quenching of fires created out of exposure to the toxicity I volunteered for in these last recent years. I’m grateful that for now, I understand that I wasn’t crazy for desiring honesty, communication, tenderness & allegiance. I know that what I was asking for, was exactly what I deserved. I am grateful that I was lifted up by love - real love- from friends who believed in me enough for me to borrow strength from when I brought down the ax and severed what I felt was an essential, but gangrened appendage. Had I not done so, I may have not found the beauty I brought into my life today. No ONE person can be sufficient substitute for the wholeness that I feel building up inside of me. That’s not fair to them or me, but damn, am I elated in having had some of my doubts silenced on the topic of wether I were a desirable partner in a loving relationship; self-doubt on my ability to carry my weight in an adult relationship. Today, I can discard the notion that hope of ever being given an invitation and an arena in which what I bring to the table is not only good enough but proves fruitful as well, is a farce. Thanks I give to my mother who instilled that resilience in me. Thanks I give to my sisters who anchored my delusions. I give thanks to my father who bestowed humility in my heart. And, thanks I give to the power of attraction which brought real friends to me who in turn embraced me wholly, faults and all, and reflected the good inside of me. Lastly, thanks I give to the man who restored my faith in love - the ‘fairy tale’ kind of love that I was once instructed to kill off - who seems to want every part of me, even the underdeveloped parts and wants to aid in my process. I can report that together, my people and I have created a pretty good life that I get to live today. Yes, I am Thankful.
As an American with Mexican roots I attended many huge parties from weddings to quinceñeras. During my teens, all of my friends and I would look forward to the next big party usually held at Knights of Columbus banquet halls or anything that was big enough for several entire families to eat at and eventually dance in. For me, and I feel safe to say that for many others Celia Cruz was played at each of these events throughout our lives. Today, whenever I hear her music playing I get overwhelmed with this bigger-than-me desire to move my feet. Jennifer Lopez being from Puerto Rican ethnicity did a GREAT job at paying tribute to Celia Cruz (Cuban) at this years AMAs. It touches my heart to see how no matter which branch of Latino one comes from, we are forever united by our music. I gotta give it up to JLo though… she killed it in this performance. I’d love to see Taylor Swift try and touch this.