Thursday, August 27, 2009

SB Mariachi Festival





I've been a part of the board now for two years. We raise funds for scholarships that are awarded out to Santa Barbara County youth. I just realsized that I don't have any photos of me at last years event and got just a few from this years event. Next year I will be sure to document the event.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

August ENews from Assemblymember Pedro


Assemblymember Nava Reminds Constituents that Women’s Equality Day Marks Continuing Struggle
Assemblymember Nava will join constituents in celebrating Women’s Equality Day this August 26th, which marks the 90th anniversary of the 19th Amendment of the U.S. Constitution. That amendment granted women the right to vote.


It was the culmination of a 72–year–long civil rights movement that originated at the world’s first women’s rights convention held in Seneca Falls, New York, in 1848. Several generations of women’s suffrage supporters wrote, lectured, marched and lobbied to achieve what many Americans considered a radical change to the Constitution.

“In July 1848, in the small town of Seneca Falls, New York, Elizabeth Cady Stanton and Lucretia Mott organized a convention to discuss women’s true, inalienable rights,” Assemblymember Nava stated.

From this meeting, a “Declaration of Sentiments” was drafted, which proclaimed clearly how few rights free women had in society. They fought against the long history of women’s subordination, and they suffered to attain equality and the right to vote.

“I serve with several women in the State Assembly, but their numbers are dwindling. Although women make up half of our state’s population, there are still many boundaries to gender equity in public office. The presence of these female legislators is an excellent reminder that were it not for the ridicule, imprisonment, and tireless energy of all those people who fought for so many, many years, much of the women’s and civil rights that we know today would not exist,” Nava said.

Locally young women have many leaders to look up to on several levels of government. There are many to consider including former State Senator Sheila Kuehl, Mayor of Santa Barbara Harriet Miller, Santa Barbara County Supervisor Janet Wolf and Congresswoman Lois Capps.

Former State Senator Sheila Kuehl was elected to the California State Assembly in 1994, serving as the first openly gay person elected to the CA legislature. She served with distinction in the Assembly and was elected to that State Senate in 2000, where she served until 2008. Senator Kuehl took a leadership role in promoting comprehensive health insurance reform on the state level.

Harriet Miller was elected to the Santa Barbara City Council in 1987 where she served as a Councilmember until she was elected Mayor of the City of Santa Barbara in 1995 and served until retirement in 2002. A former member of the League of California Cities board of directors, Miller also served on the boards of the National League of Cities and the Institute for Local Government, and represented her city at the Santa Barbara County Association of Governments.

Santa Barbara County Supervisor Janet Wolf’s career in public service began in 1993 when she was elected to the Goleta School Board, where she served three terms before her election as 2nd District County Supervisor. Supervisor Wolf’s extensive community involvement includes serving as the Board President of National Charity League and the Planned Parenthood Action Fund.

Congresswoman Lois Capps was sworn in as a Freshman Member of the 105th Congress on March 17, 1998, succeeding her late husband, Congressman Walter Capps. Congresswoman Capps is a respected leader in Congress on issues of public health, protecting the environment, and she serves on the powerful Committee on Energy and Commerce and is the vice chair of its Health Subcommittee. Prior to serving in Congress, Capps was a nurse and health advocate for the Santa Barbara School District where thousands of Santa Barbara’s children and families benefited from Capps’ personal care and leadership.

“On August 26th we should look back on all that has been accomplished, but we must also recognize how far we have to go before we complete the journey that others began so very long ago,” said Assemblymember Nava.

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Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Photosynthesis

The roses drank up almost all their water in less than 24 hours: Photosynthesis

Monday, August 24, 2009


Erick witnessed a plane crash onto the 101 this weekend.

I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You by Pablo Neruda

I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.

In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.

*

Speak to me Pablo...

Sunday, August 23, 2009


Ahi Tacos
Pino Grig
Lunch on the beach
Feet in the sand

Always on VayCay mode
even when I'm home
in Sana Barbara

Friday, August 21, 2009

Red Roses


A delivery guy showed up today asking for Cynthia. He handed me over two dozen red roses and dashed out the door. The note attached read: Beautiful.

To Michael T the Reverend


I thought of you when I read this quote by Pablo Neruda. No, not because I'm in love with you...because I thought about you saying this at your next wedding and because you are always talking about unconditional love...

"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way."
— Pablo Neruda (100 Love Sonnets/Cien Sonetos De Amor)

C-

Pablo Neruda


It is so easy to fall in love with this man.

If You Forget Me
by Pablo Neruda

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Another Wonderful Evening

Tuesday:

4:00 Farmers Market. Strawberries and blood oranges
5:00 Santa Barbara Museum of Art. Appreciated work by Servando Garcia, hometown Guadalupe
5:45 East Beach to Shoreline Park, 4 miles.
7:00 Hot Shower
8:00 In bed with Eclipse

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Monday

I had a delightful Monday evening:

Dinner – Thai, ordered my favorite soup, Tom Kah (sp?)
Beach – went for a walk
Downtown – strolled downtown and spent sometime exploring books
Dessert - $.99 cent strawberry ice-cream cone
Bed – read a few pages of Eclipse

What did you do?

Monday, August 17, 2009

Weekend Highlight

Riding down Broadway with my Mom (driver), my sister and my aunt (in the back seat), when all of a sudden a car full of hot boys pulls up and tries to pick up on us. My mom rolls down my window and hollers back. Emily and I are mortified and then my Mama tells the boys that I am no fun because I am a Jehovah…where did that come from?
Mom, you have no game but at least you still get hit on.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Gonna have to ride


Jason has called on me to ride ALC9. I told him that I was afraid to pedal up hill and that more than likely I’d just be a roadie (volunteer); he told me to “stop being such a girl”.

Michael T, do you remember what happened when I tried to skate up that small hill at Golden Gate Park? Obviously Jason didn’t hear about that time.

Count me in boys, I'm gonna have to ride it - especially after hearing MT is in. But, know that we will have to be one of the strongest, loudest and most visually stimulating peddlers to hit the ride.

And I don’t even own a bike…

C

P.S
It's all for you Jason

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Fire

Love has grown in me at different intensities; that was so Jr. High love (Rick Stevens & Alex), first love (Robert Villa 22), so good to be bad love (nameless), passionate love (Michael T), and comfort love (ESL). So many different ways to love that one might argue that these loves I tell about were nothing more than merely lovers looking for love. Through a wild and passionate affair I traveled in and out of a world where the love shared was so unrealistically fantastic and fun it had no other option in the end then to drop me, from the sky onto a cold and dirty hardwood floor, flat on my face. Can I be blamed for seeking comfort after that terrible fall and for easily forgetting what I was after when I was flying so high in the sky – even if I didn’t know it then?
Tita, Like Water for Chocalte, was with me then and last night she came back. She reminded me of something her grandmother once shared with her “...[E]ach of us is born with a box of matches inside us but we can't strike them all by ourselves…” (115)
I didn’t understand it then but I get it now. 9 years after reading this passage over and over and over again, I finnally know what I am searching for. I am looking for that explosion that will light the matches and last night I caught a glimpse of the glow.

Come on baby, light my fire.

written by Esquivel, Laura. Like Water for Chocolate

“...[E]ach of us is born with a box of matches inside us but we can't strike them all by ourselves; just as in the experiment, we need oxygen and a candle to help. In this case, the oxygen, for example, would come from the breath of the person you love; the candle could be any kind of food, music, caress, word, or sound that engenders the explosion that lights one of the matches. For a moment we are dazzled by the intense emotion. A pleasant warmth grows within us, fading slowly as time goes by, until a new explosion comes along to revive it. Each person has to discover what will set off those explosions in order to live, since the combustion that occurs when one of them is ignited is what nourishes the soul. That fire, in short, is its food. If one doesn't find out in time what will set off these explosions, the box of matches dampens, and not a single match will ever be lighted. If that happens, the soul flees from the body and goes to wander among the deepest shades, trying in vain to find food to nourish itself, unaware that only the body it left behind, cold and defenseless, is capable of providing that food." (115)

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Run

Every now and then I want to run away. As a child I used to walk to and from school and sometimes I just wanted to keep going. I never feared the adventure the road might bring. In fact it's been a longing I have had my entire life; one that feels like I just want to go home.

The feeling came back today.
I want to go.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

bike


I keep running into this man who keeps his bike parked at the beach. He has a cardboard cut out of a woman riding it...