Thursday, July 24, 2008. As each stage of my life changes I find something that reminds me, a song that says something that makes me remember what I wanted and where it has gone. Currently it is; Regina Spektor - The Call. It started out as a feeling. Which then grew into a hope. Which then turned into a quiet thought. Which then turned into a quiet word. And then that word grew louder and louder. Til it was a battle cry.

Sunday, December 28, 2008. Tuesday, December 23, 2008.

Have nothing in your house that you do not know to be useful, or believe to be beautiful. The other major improvement is that i.

The Misadventures of the Little Gay Girl. Wednesday, May 28, 2008. Mid-week Realization, Haiku style. I just finished counting the keys in the key board and I am still bored. This is the longest two minutes.

I would like to share with the world what I believe to be one of the most beautiful places on earth. I will on occasion also rant, guffaw and occasionally mumble audibly but mostly I will share the wonder that is the Lakes Region area of New Hampshire, USA and my small little piece of heaven. Thursday, June 10, 2010. My youngest son Ethan has passed, as of noon time today, all of his requirments and will be marching with his class on Saturday to receive his High School Diploma.

Miss Avarice is a queer, kinky, inquisitive and sexy femme, navigating the intersection between sexuality and spirituality. Miss Avarice is always looking for someone to talk smart and dirty to her. Greed; excessive or insatiable desire. Erin With a Capital Oooaaaaahhh. Report on the Butt Plug.

A Southern feminist femme traverses the intersection of gender, sexuality and spirituality. Growing up was rarely a struggle for her. She knew how to speak with grace. She was kind and understanding. Wisdom, even prophetic visions, were. The parts of growing up that troubled. Her the most were related to. There was little time for these things.

Breathing In This Silence Like Never Before. Monday, November 19, 2007.