Wednesday, June 27, 2007

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME…!

 

 

Turning 46 years old can be quite an unforgettable experience, and yet this event was made memorable by sharing it with family and friends. Not only did I receive one birthday cake (picture to right), but there were two cakes on hand, both baked by my Mom, Joni…

 

Posing in my stylish very short shorts and “Happy Birthday” balloon in hand, I bid the world “hello!” as I embark on yet another exciting year of life ahead, only without these particular shorts, a definite fashion faux paux…he he

 

My lovely mother, Joni, was on hand, toasting me a great birthday… As in every year previous on my special day, she reminded me:”…Forty six years ago today I was in labor with you…” Some day, I will be 86, she will be 106 and the same story will be retold…Oh my heavens…!

 

 

 

 

 

 Two of my birthday gifts (picture to the right) make a picture perfect photo still life. Flowers from Teri Renner; Venus DeMilo Statue from Thom Skiens Sr….

 

 

During a shopping spree on the previous day, one of my “finds,” was the 99 cent used book entitled. “Very Special People,” a collection of astonishing stories that reveals the real lives of so-called “human oddities.” Jeff and Tami were sharing the book during the birthday party, sifting through articles and pictures of  midgets, siamese twins and bearded ladies - very fitting I thought in celebration of yours truly! he he he he he…

Thanks to my dad’s good taste and thoughtfulness, I enjoyed the dinner he served which included delicious-barbequed-to-perfection filet mignon (picture to right) and steamed salmon. The birthday celebration was perfect, thanks to all those who attended - Thom Skiens Sr., Joni Ernest (mother), Tamara Skiens (sister) and her boyfriend, Jeff and long time friend, Teri Renner. What more could  a person wish on their 46th birthday? (Thank you all….)

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Saturday, June 23, 2007

Introducing That Strange Relative From Somewhere Back West…!

 Introducing…Torrie! (FABULOUS AT 45 YEARS!)

Every family has a strange uncle, aunt, nephew, neice, cousin, or mysterious long lost relative who lives “somewhere out west.” Well, folks, in my family guess what? I’m proudly that larger than life highly eccentric, highly “unusual” person from out west….And, well, I’m lovin’ every minute of it, so keep those cards and prayers a-comin’ - I encourage the gossip. This only means I’m a VERY INTRIGUING PERSON…(he he he), and therefore, worthy of that valuable time spent.

I can hear it now: “Did you hear that our relative little Tommy grew up to be one of those god-damned homosexuals?…and he is a cross dresser, gosh darn!” My response would be, You bet your sweet ass!!!!

Any way, life is good: I have love; I have a sense of security; I have a wonderful joyous place to live in Sunny California; I have an exciting life - and I don’t weigh a ton!

60-year-old ballet dancer Mikhai Baryshnikov said in a recent interview, “Don’t pay attention to stupid people who make fun of you…You will change the world by expressing yourself.”

Thank You, Mikhail - That is exactly what I intend to keep on doing in this unlimited life!!!

 

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Thursday, June 21, 2007

The Universal Poetry Of Magnetism

 

As words fall, float and sometimes skid and collide into each other as in the form and structure of poetry, so too do the boundless energies of the Universe, whereby elements of matter, light, sound and invisible forces form perfect composition.

Seemingly descending from magical points of originations, undefinable “things” meet up, somehow - conjoining, intermingling and joining up with other “things.”

From one corner of obscure existence steps forth a creature while at that precise instant another creature dares step out from his/her dwelling space. And yet, from these furthest and most opposite regions of existence, as if by Grand pre-thought, these two creatures have an intended purpose - to encounter, eventually, one another. Is this not simplistically profound?

As the sands of the shore touch - encounter - the embrace or the ravage from the sea waves, so too do all living and non-living entities as they inter-connect. All things, when combined, create impact on other things by Grand Design.

The pool of humanity, like a cosmic swirl of magnetic drift, is amazing as it discerns its own vital forces: these individual lives all struggling, pushing forth, wanting, breathing, having hunger for someting in common, the state of Life and Living and what enables that.

How strange, yet miraculous, that likewise forces are brought forth together, in spite of world wide chaos and turmoil. How poetic this Universe that we are gathered like verbs, adjectives and nouns - pulled into perfect form and structure on rare yet significant moments of time. How great this power, that of the magnet, that we are brought forth together as one mighty God-like organism!

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Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Happy Father’s Day, Thom The Elder!

On Sunday, the US-based portion of the Skiens family celebrated Father’s Day for Thom Skiens Sr. at his home on Romero Way in Fair Oaks, California. On hand for the celebration, were his former wife, Joni Ernest, Tamara Skiens (his daughter), Jeff (Tamara’s boyfriend), myself, Thom Skiens Jr. and don’t forget the three cocker spaniels, Buffy, Snowflake and LC. In the photo to the left, Mr. Skiens is opening his gift from son and daughter - a Givenchy cologne and after shave gift set.

 

It is another “I Love Lucy” moment for my one-of-a-kind mother, Joni. I urged my loveable mother to pose with flower in teeth - like a beautiful senorita. Like a good sport, whallah’ - My mom is posing with the flower, like an exotic woman south of the border no less… We couldn’t find a rose, so this huge growth sufficed for the portrait…Who says we have to act grown up just because we are grown up? Joni is always cool….always funny, always a good sport and fun to be around on all special celebrations!

Also enjoying the peaceful summer afternoon at the Romero House was Yours Truly (me) with special friend, Snowflake, on my lap. Happy days like this are intended for man, woman, beast, critter and cute cocker spaniel dog… Bless all of God’s creatures….

Tami and Jeff were the hosts of the Father’s Day barbeque. They provided and cooked the delicious tri-tip steak and the shrimp cocktail side dish. Margaritas served made this a perfect blend of food and drink…All in all, it was a quaint peaceful day at the Romero House honoring a great man, my dad…

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Friday, June 8, 2007

An Homage To Ann-Margret In 1970’s Rock Musical

         Ann-Margret in “TOMMY”

Ann-Margret is perhaps one of the most allurring, sensual super stars of all time. Most vivid amongst my pre-teenage memories in the early 1970’s was her performance as Tommy’s mother in the rock opera, “Tommy.”

The Swedish redhead holds a bottle of champaigne in hand as she whips and cavorts about in her plush totally white luxury bedroom singing about the ups and downs of having a son named Tommy who neither sees her, hears her, but who only stares at himself in the mirror. Ironically, she is insanely neurotic, selfish and vanity-filled. How dare her son indulge in the same kind of narcisism? Tommy is perhaps his mother’s reflection - and this kind of attention not delivered her way is oddly threatening to someone who is accustomed to receiving all the notice. I love this story - the misfit Tommy who transforms into a religious icon in spite of his profound handicapped status - being deaf, dumb and blind. Ann-Margret as the mother is akin to the Mother Of Jesus, blessed Mary.

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Saturday, June 2, 2007

Wayward Whales - Which Way Did They Go?

     The big stories these past couple of weeks have involved wayward whales and beauty pageant contestants, defiant lesbians, determined mothers and a family of pink flamingos - and not necessarily in that order.

     Topping the human interest catagory was a story that didn’t involve humans, not really any way. A couple of whales, a mother and child, somehow lost their way, and while on their migratory path toward northerly waters, the two found themselves, litterally, up shit creek, or worse for a whale, in the fresh waters of the Sacramento River. Like George Bush and his ilk, they were caught under the scrutiny of the world and floundering in relatively shallow waters. Not since Humphrey the whale has the species received such acclaim. Named by a high government official, Delta and Dawn, this mother and child pair were oohed and awed by well-wishing animal lovers all over the world . Wounded by boat propellers and seeming as though there was something tragic amiss with Mother Nature - again - we all stood by gawking at our tv sets, waiting, praying that the whales would find their way back to the Pacific Ocean

     Was it the effect of global warming? Was this an omen of sorts for the doomsday pessimists who delight, seemingly, in misery and certain cataclysmic prophesy? Was this a tell-tale sign, the way ward misdirected whales and their plight, that the World really is coming to a glorious end?

     And just as everyone had prepared themselves for the worse, Delta and Dawn found what every good-hearted individual seeks - freedom. On the subject of freedom and endings, both happy and sad, another infamous determined mother figure, Cindy Sheehan, called it quits in her non-stop efforts to stop the war in Iraq. Like Delta, the mother whale, who was in pursuit of the free ocean waters, Sheehan has become the face of the anti-war movement. Unlike Delta, the baby whale, however, who survived, Sheehan’s son died while ”serving his country” in Iraq. Since the loss of her son, Sheehan has been relentless in her pursuit of peace, even to the point of purchasing land in Crawford, Texas, adjascent to George Bush’s ranch, which provided a legal and visible place for anti-war protestors to assemble. 

     During the past four years, Sheehan has been villified by many Republicans, even called “un-patriotic”, in spite of the fact she lost her son, an individual who lost his life for their cause. There was talk that Sheehan would win the Nobel Peace Prize and after exhausting herself and being called names by the right wing media (Fox Netword and the likes of O’Reilly), finally, like Delta and Dawn, this brave woman has called it quits with the well deserved position, alas, a place in calmer waters, out of politics and anti-war protest events.

     Another brave woman-mother-activist, Rosie O’Donnel, quit her stint on the popular day time talk show, “The View.” With outspoken and determined might, O’Donnel made bold indictments about the realities of the Iraq War and the nature of war in general. When she recently posed the rhetorical question, “Who are the terrorists?” right-winger talk show hosts made desperate attempt to manipulate/alter the thesis of O’Donnel’s point - that all war is terror. Fox Channel pundits tried in vane to twist O’Donnel’s message, proclaiming falsely that she was somehow anti-American, another Hanoi Jane.

     In truth, O’Donnel’s statement was simple:

                 655,000 Iraqi people have been killed in this “ocupation”, including innocent women and children

                 Most of the Iraqi citizens killed were/are not terrorists

                  Iraq was/is a soveriegn country

                 The United States has invaded, gone to war with a nation that doesn’t even have an army

     O’Donnel went on to illustrate her point: “…If we were being attacked, bombed, our family members being killed by another country that decided to invade us and to establish an on-going occupation, our infrastructure totally destroyed, we would view this hostile invasion as the act of terrorism…” When the “View” co-host, Republican Elizebeth H., did not come to the defense of her supposed friend, O”Donnel, during media interviews and the debate was trivialized and made into a Jerry Springer-like moment on the “View” with split screen effect, O’Donnel had had enough. Like the wayward whales, like Cindy Sheehan, Rosie removed herself from the rat race, opting for, momentarily, calmer, less turbulent waters. But like the whales in search of freedom, O’Donnel’s pressence was made around the world, a statement about peace heard loud and clear around the globe.  

     While women of firm determination made bold statements about peace by quitting, a Miss Universe pageant contestant made a statement, too, about the symbolic place held these days by the USA. As Miss USA prominaded across the stage in bathing suit and high heeled shoes, she slipped and fell flat on her arse. Like the country this girl represented - almighty, grander than grande, and without humility (during the current adminstration) - she fell on her butt, just as America has fallen for the time being. In spite of the slip, the pageant contestant defied her situation and was included in the five finalists. When ”Miss USA” was announced, she was booed by the audience, illustrating the disgust felt for our country during this day and age. At that moment, perhaps, the beauty contestant might have preferred making a whale-like escape to calmer waters.

     On a lighter note, it was reported on the Free Speech Cable Network, “Gay USA,” that a gay couple of pink flamingo birds had adopted a motherless baby pink flamingo, which further illustrates that despite Jerry Falwell-type homophobes who proclaim that “God hates fags,” that alas, they were/are wrong. Homosexuality is - like it or not - a vital, normal, thriving - portion of God’s unlimited Universe.

     Meanwhile, gas prices  are continuing to - (using Geroge Bush’s favorite word as of late) - surge. Everybody’s looking for something, including the whales, but if only they could afford the gas to get there!

     This hasn’t stopped the gluttony, however: Americans still pile into their mini-vans, and in spite of the $3.30 per gallon (and higher in some places) cost for fuel, these gas hogs are doing their part for the war effort by placing “I SUPPORT GEORGE BUSH AND THE TROOPS” bumper stickers in prominent spots on the behinds of their massive gas-guzzling vehicles, where they drive off enmasse - not dissimilar to the instinctual migratory pattern of the grey whale - to local Walmart Stores to purchase a surplus of items from workers who make bottom-of-the-barrel wages. Somehow, these mini-van drivers manage to feel self righteous, ”patriotic” they call it, due only to the fact they’ve placed a pro-Bush/Cheney stricker on their vehicle. But never mind - these kinds of “highly patriotic” folks rush home and receive their education as they click on The Fox Channel where they receive their wealth of knowledge and news fair and balanced…..he he he…

     I think the whales were far smarter, and with a sense of direction. 

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