hollywood farm girl

I've partied with the farmers, I've partied with the famous. I think the farmers are more fun. I'm trying to braid my Hollywood reality with my real life reality, with my childhood reality, which was thisclose to a Romanian Orphan's childhood, with some Mommy Dearest thrown in for good measure. * these are my words, my thoughts: tammy lynn etheridge. not melissa's, not joe's, not sally's. and i own the copyrights of the photos on this site.

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Name: Tammy, midwestern girl/Mom
Location: where the emaciated folk dwell, California for now, United States

I am a poet, a wife, a mother, a baker, a philosopher, a lesbian.

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

you can huff and puff, but you can't blow my house in. you can, however, twist the hell out of what i am saying in my blogs.

here's what is interesting. i have been blogging for a coupla years now, i think. and suddenly my cyber conversations with myself are being tossed and shred from corner to corner of the web. cuz i said something positive about someone that everyone else is skewering right now. i think it's called "ESCAPISM". escapism tends to pick up during war times. escapism is when regular folk desire to have high-tilt entertainment, to help them forget about their daily strife. daily strifes being war and government problems. so the more extreme the entertainment, the more likely the paying customer will escape their worries and stresses, thus... encouraging them to return to that movie/blog/tabloid/newspaper again...

something else i noticed while googling my name.....

my haiku
way of writing
is annoying
to
many
people

been writing this way
since i was in 7th grade

this block
jagged
flowing
sometimes
repeating repeating repeating
things.....

i've been writing like this since 1987

since i split my gay self off
from my catholic self
off from my abused self
off from my clown self
off from my depressed self

split
was i
and

jagged became my writing

so my haiku
while it might seem
....unoriginal .....


it's all i got
all i ever had


and
i
can't change
in hopes
that one day
you'll understand
me.