Sunday, March 30, 2008

A thing like this can turn your day from bad to good...


Yesterday, I saw my first Atlas Moth! The cocoons had been at the museum since I started there, and we hadn’t heard a peep, but finally one emerged! Atlas moths are the largest of their kind with a wingspan of up to 12 inches! Not only did I get to see this huge beauty, but I. got. to. RELEASE it. It was pretty exciting. I taught a crowd of about 200 people about it, while holding it in the palm of my hand. It’s heavy--like a small mouse.

Two cool things I want you to know about this moth:
1. It doesn’t have a mouth. All of its energy must come from the food it ate as a caterpillar.
2. See antennae below:


Moths have hairy antennae. This moth’s antennae have chemoreceptors on them to pick up the scent of the females pheremones floating on the wind. They smell with those things! Neat.

OK, so I’m a dork. So what! I got goose bumps when I got to hold this huge thing and teach people about it.

Then it was Earth Hour yesterday (earthhour.org), so Phil and I played chess in candle light. 

What a delightfully dorky day!


Saturday, March 15, 2008

Pride Parade in my Backyard

To all my friends and definitely my family:

Get ready. Plan your visit. Chicago’s wildest parade will be marching past my very porch.

Gay Pride Parade: June 29th 12PM.

 

Be there. I will.

Friday, March 14, 2008

Random Moment


When that question comes up
Your biggest regret?
Thoughts topple down, but never hit very hard
then theres
that
and that

boys. girls.
fickle fantasies that fizzle 
on a dock in the sizzle summer a little drunk under a droopy moon
only a budding baby girl
and a big ol’ boy
but just a baby boy
confessions of love and foolish denials
shallow water, shallow desires
loss of a fragile friendship
that i will never quite let go. 
why not?

bigger girl grabs greedily onto what she thinks she wants
drink a little more
block out the tough stuff
drink
drink
drink
bashully black out for the biggest moment
waited so long for that moment
lost it
maybe the moment wasn’t worth the man 
maybe the man was worth more than I was ready to admit

the big regrets arent decisions about my life
they are about the people i hurt
the men
the men i really did love
in my way
that i just can’t let go
that slip into my sorrowfulsecondthoughts

sorry, boys.