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enchantself debut with lucent dossier

ok. so i send you a few " *exclusive* backstage with the luscious lucents! * " photos. to see some pro photos of the performance go to gary's world and pixievision dot coms. i designed the mossy bellydance get-ups that my partner-in-crime, jesselynn, and i were wearing. the grand visionary, of course, is Dream. i was honored to be on stage with each person in this group.

la la la L.A.

"wish you were here." thanks to my rockin friends, this was a great weekend in LA. :) started off with dinner at prizzi's on franklin ave. (right across the street from the scientology "celebrity center"--how totally frickin freaky) with superkate and troyboy. (drove tb to the aeropuerto at 3:30 in the morning--ouch!!!) then a raucous high-decibel big-five birthday party for master silas--including splashy squeally pool fun and spongebob pinata! late night saturday it was a cirque berzerk party--costume and booty-shake, ending with the requisite 3am breakfast at denny's (talk about an interesting and motley melting pot--denny's in hollywood after bars close on saturday night--a peoplewatcher's paradise!). up early to beat the heat on sunday a.m. (yes, superkate went too!!) to the farmers' market! yippee! juicy gorgeous ripe fragrant local organic produce, street singers drummers and dancers, a balloon animal maker and crepes made-to-order. all baked together on the sunsoaked LA asphalt. this was my favorite scene yet. but wait--what?? what?? what?? superkate introduced me to the fashion district -- talk about awestruck flabbergastedness on tif's part. i couldn't keep my mouth closed from gawking. storefront after storefront of aisle after aisle of table after table and bin upon bin of bolt and spool after bolt and spool of every color texture weave material ever even imagined. !!!! and that was just one side of one street!! she was a gentle pusher, leading me into just a coupla stores, and letting me wander starry-eyed and stunned as i caressed, stroked and stretched the most astonishing variety and abundance of fabrics i could ever dream. with friends fun and not much traffic, this weekend's LA earned an A.

yeeeah!

and i say DAMN!! --how bout that sexy man i got?!!

hot

hot

hot!! ouch!!

sacto retreat

whew!! what a week! i'm recovering back at the ranch in sacto before i return for another foray into the Big City. talk about change of pace--i went from flying out of LA on sunday pm, to camping out under the stars with troyboy in lake tahoe on monday! the pine tree air and bejillion stars made LA feel as far away as the moon.
i'll fill ya in on the lucent dossier week here in a blog or two, once i get caught up. for now, i satiate your photo tummy with some pics from our one-night tahoe getaway.
-tif

the good doctor charlie: medicine man

charlie whisked me away from the eye of the chaos for a nice sunbasking adventure at long beach. afterwards we went to a festively-painted mexican restaurant for ceviche tortilla. muy delicioso por un dia muy caliente! er somethin' like that.

shrine's ride

propping my feet up in the kitchen, the door is open and i hear a semi's engine churning from the warehouse district outside. a cool night breeze sneaks in to mingle with the steamy heat that built here all day and squeezed out of 20 (give or take) working sweating dancing bodies over the course of the day. an electronic dance melody soars from around the corner where director and designers make last minute graphics decisions. i can't name each of the muscles in my body that aches, but i am still too wired to call it a night. i feel as if i've been tossed into this foreign world by a mischievous god who wants amusement. i don't even know if i can locate this place on a map; but i am pretty sure i know i can't leave. .

check check check it out. .

ok.

awe-struck and reeling, she decided she'd go ahead and agree that the universe probably knew what it was doing.

testing, testing. . .

here in LA to help with lucent dossier's next production, due to debut on the 22. hoping (!) to hook up with the superdeedoopersuperkate and learn why and how in the world anyone would choose to live here.

baja... .now LA

sipping a beer and copping some wireless here at the downtown LA Sheraton, two red bulls tucked into my backpack, and a doubleshot already in my brain. baja sur was amazing. troyboy and i had a little piece of paradise tucked into a cove of the sea of cortez. we rented a cabin in cabo pulmo--a little dot on the map with barely a grocery store. bright tropical flowers, hot hot sun, a mile of beach with a handful of grateful sunbathers, and welcoming turquoise waves that called to me and cradled me again and again. i was not ready to leave.

sacto kickin'

kickin' it in sac-to for a few days while mr. troyboy gets settled into his new digs. the sky is that techno-color postcard blue that i didn't believe was real growing up in hazy-humid kentucky. days reach 100, and the evenings are 65-70 with a calming breeze that pulls me to star-gazing every night. the house's main features are its 3 bedrooms, 2 baths, and its proximity to UCDavis Hospital, where the majority of tenants earn their dough. my favorite part is the rockin' brick patio with grill and wisteria-grown pergola, totally secluded by fruit trees and flowering bushes. the cast of characters here at the sac-to ranch with whom you're not already familiar are: bri mackin-daddy, and the feline friends--petite fluffy mischief, and surly rocky. their human companions are two gentlemen--tigerman and dug-lad. these folks, the piles of dirty clothes, empty fastfood containers, sports implements and channels, overflowing trashcans and a floor on which my barefeet don't want to walk, lead me to name this location BoysTown.
--tif

thanks, pat!!!

after lunch at cafe bernardo's (an award-winning restaurant here in sacramento which reminds me an awful lot of our alfalfa back at home), troyboy and i walked back to el caballero negro. something way up in the sky caught out attention; a blimp buzzed over our heads. it was decorated all over in multi-colored shapes and pictures that were all outlined in black. i said, if pat (mastermind of third street stuff in picturesque downtown lexington, ky) got hold of a blimp, that's what it would look like!
thanks for the visit, pat!

WIDE WORLD OF TIF

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate, Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness,that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, Talented, fabulous? Actually,who are you not to be?"
Marianne Williamson

WIDE WORLD OF TIF

fell asleep on a blanket on the beach in encinitas this afternoon. hot sun reaching down and enfolding my tired body. feeling much more myself. i have that post-sun warmth radiating from my skin and dry sand clinging in between my toes. i think i'm here. on the way back to hillcrest where we're staying, woo took us on a detour to sunset cliffs. this is one of those places where the cliffs are eroding, ragged naked earth scratches down to the waves, and piles of huge boulders await at the bottom where anything from above might land. we got out of the car to the cries of people saying, "a man just fell off that cliff over there!! he was climbing on the rocks and they broke off underneath him and he fell in!!" before we could even get to the cliff's edge to see, there he was climbing out onto the boulders, dripping wet. people called out, "are you ok?" and he waved a reply. now the evening has a certain otherworldly sense of importance--as if something might have happened and didn't, and the rest of our time was rescued somehow from what "might have happened." it feels for some reason as if tonight has a clean slate from anything that it was before.. .
--tif