Sunday, December 18, 2011

Marking '100' With a Poetic Post

solitary angel, by sulamith wulfing


Seasons of Being

by: tess


static

still

awaiting

floating

seeking

existing

suspended

alone


Sleeping


sensing

stirring

communing

flowing

sharing

relating

igniting

forming

creating

becoming


Awakened


left

isolated

missing

mourning

wishing

remembering

reaching

wanting

hoping


Dreaming…


Please wake me


sleeping , by sulamith wulfing



With Love...Always,

Tess

Friday, November 4, 2011

Robert Pattinson Makes an Impression... Literally

Dear Rob,



Just as my admiration for you was cemented a long time ago, your stardom is now written in stone. Now all you need is me... and your life would be perfect *wink*


Getting dirty and looking good...


I love a man with a little dirt cement on his hands


Random Observation: I see a heart in your palm. Must be mine ;)




Congratulations. I am so very happy for you.



That's it for now.



Love,

Tess

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Something Beautiful: How To Be Alone

Because I'm a fan of "hanging with your breath".


I hope you enjoy this as much as I do.... alone or with other's.




Love,
Tess

Written and performed by, Tanya Davis

Thursday, October 27, 2011

I Flew Home With Robert Pattinson

Well, sort of...

While en route from to Chicago to Hong Kong, I noted that Water for Elephants was part of the inflight movie line-up. This was the up side. The down side was that I was flying economy on a crappy airlinesso choosing which movie I watched, and when, was not an option.


First up was Woody Allen's, Midnight in ParisI didn't hate it. Next, was Thor. Now as much as I love a good Norse myth movie (??), and admired Natalie Portman in The Professional, she never turned out how I thought she would [and I watched that for Jean Reno anyway]. Seeing her simper onscreen for Chris Hemsworths' Thor really annoyed me so eventually, I nodded off.


The next thing I know, I hear Rob whispering "I'm confessin' that I love you" in my ears, and the following are actual thoughts that I had in the order they occurred:


'What?.. you tell me now? I'm half asleep'

'Finally. Thank you God! *high-five* I knew you'd come through!'

'Hmmm…what a lovely way wake up'

'Oh God, I hope my mouth isn't open'



At that moment my eyes fly open, I see his face before me and I couldn't help but smile. Because even on that tiny, plastic, drop down panel... he takes my breath away.




Yes Rob, Not even archaic modes of inflight entertainment can hide your hotness.



Thats it for now.



Love,

Tess


I'm confessin'(that I love you) Water for Elephants OST

Friday, October 7, 2011

A Supernova Someone - Steve Jobs

Like a supernova, he was brillant and brief.




RIP Sir.


With Gratitude,
Tess

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Yogurt... Bringing Sexy Back

Singapore is an odd little island.

Pornography is illegal, yet prostitution is tolerated as long as it's done within registered brothels and not publicly solicited on the street. Most young women wear skirts barely skimming their a**es, BUT statistically, Singaporeans are consistently in the bottom 3 for sexual activity.

Not only are Singaporeans having sex less often, but the population is aging. The situation has become so dire, the government now offers married couples a monetary incentive (called the Baby Bonus) to have more children.

This is why I *giggle* when I see local product advertisements like the ones below.





Seems a shame that someone went to all that trouble laying thousands of tiny tiles and no one's getting get's it.


Craving yogurt,
Tess


Justin Timberlake - Sexy Back -

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Still Driven...


I am such an amateur.


State of Rhode Island Department of Motor Vehicles: 1

Tess: 0


My last post ended with me flying to Rhode Island to get my Drivers license. In typical 'Tess' fashion I: gathered, researched, read, and verified anything I could think of to achieve my objective. I even gave up ogling Robert Pattinson so I could devote every spare moment memorizing all 73 pages of the drivers manual!




Highlights from Sec. B: General Notices to Motorist included:


Never attempt to outrun a patrol vehicle or ignore the lights and siren.


Do not duck down or make sudden movements, especially toward the floor, rear seats, or passenger seats. The officer may interpret these movements as an attempt to obtain a weapon or hide illegal goods.


Avoid provoking the officer or showing off in front of your occupants. Do not interfere with the questioning or arresting of other occupants. Comply with the officer first then, if needed, seek an explanation.


And my personal favorite.


The motorist should not pretend he/she does not see the officer, assuming it is another motorist that the officer is attempting to stop.




In order to beat the crowds, we arrived at the DMV at 7:45ama full 45 minutes before it opened. As we joined the queue, I counted 117 people in front of me. The first two of which, had had the foresight to bring their own foldable chairs and magazines. The gentleman directly in front of us had brought a white hand towel. Since I had planned my DMV ensemble quite carefully, I wondered if I had missed something? 'What's with the towel?', we mockingly whispered. 'Do they make you do the dishes if you fail?' 20 minutes later, as sweat was rolling down the backs of my legs, I regretted wearing black during a heatwave. It was then I noticed the gentleman in front of me looking quite refeshed with his hand towel covering his head.


The doors finally opened. 15 minutes, and another queue later, I'm holding number 5003, staring at a monitor. The monitor read 5000. 'It won't be long now' I say. '5001…, 5002…, 5006…, Hey, what happened to 5003? Maybe it's not sequential?' I wait and see. '5007!, What the f*ck!'


I raced up to the counter to whine at ask the DMV officer what was going on! After a slight scolding [for not realizing I should've been watching several monitors], verifying my identity, and proving my Rhode Island residency (conveniently obtained the day before), I was directed to Testing Room 2. My spirits were buoyed by the fact the room number was also indicated in braille. Hey, If they let blind people take the test, this is going to be a breeze!


Once Inside the room, I was greeted by another DMV officer who bore a remarkable resemblance to Tommy Lee Jones. After checking my paperwork yet again, I was directed to testing station 16. I immediately noted how cosy each station was. Not only spacious, each station had generous partitions at each side. These either discouraged cheating off your neighbor or provided cover in the event you wanted to take a nap.


Exams always make me anxious. In addition to worrying about trick questions, I was also concerned about drawing attention to myself. All such thoughts disappeared when a man entered the room. If his tattooed shaven head wasn't enough to get him noticed, his loud shorts and ankle monitor certainly would've done the trick. Instead of sneaking a last minute peak at the drivers manual, I found myself imagining what he'd done to warrant the tether, and If I reminded him of his ex girlfriend. My daydreams were interrupted by the start of the test. As I hit the 'finished' key, I was so relieved when the word PASSED flashed on the screen, I skipped towards the counter and greeted Mr. Jones. He confirmed that I had passed and asked when I would like to schedule my Behind The Wheel test?


Tess: 'Well, this week if possible'

Mr. Jones: 'Well that's not possible'

Tess: 'Why not?'

Mr. Jones: 'Because you have to make an appointment. The first available appointment is Sept 27th. You want 1:30pm or 4:30pm?'

Tess: 'I realise you have to make an appointment. But when I called ahead to explain my situation, I was advised you might be able to fit me in. I'm flying back overseas this weekend and I'd like to get this sorted before I left'

Mr. Jones: 'You don't live in Rhode Island? Why are you applying for a Rhode Island license then?'

Tess: 'No, no.. I do, or that is to say, I will be. I'm relocating back to Rhode Island. But I have to pack up my house. I had hoped to get everything in place so it would be easier once I'm back. You know how it is…' *prays* Please God. I'm lying for a worthy cause. Make him say yes!

Mr Jones: 'Oh yeah, I understand. But even if I could fit you in, Rhode Island law stipulates that you must have your permit for 30 days before you can take the 'Behind the Wheel Test'

Tess: 'WHAT! You're kidding me! NobodySaidAnythingAboutThisWhenICalled! ItDoesn'tSayAnythingAboutThisOnYourWebsite! OrTheManual! I'm not even a minor! I've had a drivers license before!'



Mr. Jones: 'We'll, not in Rhode Island you haven't. You want 1:30pm or 4:30pm'

Tess: '1:30pm is fine, thank you'




So there you have it. I still don't have a valid drives license but I….


-Did finally get to: see, hug, talk, & laugh with friends who are very dear to me (you know who you are).

-Stocked up on undergarments & bathing suits.

-Did Satisfy my Dunkin' Donuts Coffee & Junior Mints craving.

-Almost got a tattoo.

-Took some fun photo's

-Was invited into my old house by a complete stranger.

-Was Bitten by a swan.

-Got chatted up by an extremely hot guy [of questionable sexual orientation], but it still felt nice.

-Saw Pogo Dave

-Spent an entire evening wishing I had BIG hair.

-Had a car salesman give me a something related to a vehicle I could never afford, based solely on our mutual admiration of Top Gear.

-Realised that people in the US are friendlier than those from other countries.

-Discovered I cannot be around Dink and not smoke.

-Confirmed that I have an intense dislike for International economy air travel.

-Wished there was a special place in hell for people who infringe upon your limited space during International economy air travel.

-Can find several ways to entertain myself when bored in a gun shop.

-Rekindled my love for antique shops and bakelite.

-Now know I have a special way with flying squirrels.

-Will forever love Dink because she understands me and my need to take photo's in Swan Point Cemetery.



Sure, I could've probably purchased an entire new identity for the cost of the flights back and forth between Singapore and the States, but I wouldn't have had as much fun.



See you soon and I'm bringing a hand towel.



Love,

Tess