Everytime you put a hole in your toy, a kitten dies

That's what I told my dog this weekend. He keeps putting holes in all his toys with his insatiable desire to find that damn squeaker, and if the toy DOESN'T have a squeaker, he still looks for one anyway by tearing it apart. So as I was rubbing his belly, I said "Everytime you put a hole in your toys, a kitten dies! Yes it does...yes it does." He almost kind of put his paw over his face and he hasn't really played with his toys since. I think I fucked him up.

So I had a pretty amazing Lexicentric weekend and I want to share with you things I've observed or seen this weekend, maybe even things I've learned. Here is my attempt to share my weekend with you(not including Mass...yea I've got another Mass story):

Saw a man on the T dressed in a jacket that can only be from the Mission Space ride at Disney(or he really thinks he's about to take off into space with his long silver jacket)

Right after that man, a very large man stepped onto the train, and took a seat between a 5 year old girl and a thinner man. He practically sat on top of the man and the thinner man, moved as close to the edge as he could and put his hood over his head. You could tell he was just trying to survive. Tried to take a picture, but was told it'd be obvious. Image/joke was then dampened and I sulked for the rest of the T ride.

UNTIL, I saw a kid get on the T with what can only be described as a Mexican mullet about to ship Chinese documents and a Chinese passport through FedEx.

Learned that I've come to love art more than I thought. More so the different mediums and level of expression. Went to the ICA and absolutely loved it. Can't wait to go back and explore more. While my husband was fully aware that I was NOT to be rushed (told him before that if he had things to do, to not come), he was still getting slightly impatient. I ignored and took my time.

I don't quite know how to have a discussion about art, I can only really describe how something makes ME feel or how I might interpret it, but I don't know enough to really hold my own. HOWEVER, there are too many people who feel the need to talk loudly in museums and galleries just to have their voice heard. I learned that some people should shut the fuck up.

Saw a female mullet on the T to Copley. Loved it.

2 lovely Russian women served me excellent chili at Wendy's(foot chili as my friend would call it). I wanted to thank them for the most excellent chili. Perfect temperature too.

The restrooms at the library are impeccably clean and very very quiet. Loved it.

Learned that I can be a better person. Someone asked me for 50cents and I gave him a dollar. I struggle too, but I think I made his day. Who knows. But I have alot to learn and I feel like I'm doing more to enlighten myself. It was a good feeling. But did I give him the dollar for my own selfish self-fulfillment or in true service? I like to think that yesterday, I didn't even think twice about it. But I need to think about it.

Realized that I mixed art, books, music, and my OWN art in one day. THAT was an amazing feeling.

After leaving Pearl in Central Square, we took the bus to Harvard Square and I decided I wanted to go to Black Ink (at this point, husband began to get a little impatient, as he wanted to get home, but I didn't care). On the way though, you'll never guess what I saw:




Yes. I totally saw a Panamanian flute band. And if you DON'T watch South Park, go find those 2 episodes. I nearly shit my pants in laughter and my husband finally even laughed out loud. Go see those episodes.

Learned that the battery on my phone is already starting to suck. But in learning the battery sucked, I realized how much I enjoy taking a picture a day for a new project my friend introduced me to. It's pretty fun.

Started an art project that I'm REALLY excited about and can't wait to see the end result. Preview to come.....maybe? :)

Here's what I learned about myself this weekend: I am fully capable of doing anything I want. But I need to work on myself before I really feel like I'm making a difference anywhere. I learned that my overall interests are more far reaching than I thought, and I'm proud of myself for opening my mind a little more. I can honestly say that I've been influenced a little, but I'll save that for another day.

Now stop reading my random shit and go read a book or something. If you don't, a kitten will die.