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15 October 2017 @ 08:27 pm

maybe you know why
each dream seeps with restless themes
reaching for your heart

Fall Break is over! The kids out here go back to school tomorrow after two weeks of vacation. I took two long weekends, which was great! Last weekend was for the MIL’s memorial; this weekend was for fun. I mostly didn’t want to work on Friday the 13th. Silly, I know.

It has been hard watching the news about the fires here in California. I cannot even imagine what all those people are experiencing right now. I have friends who live in those areas and they’re all right, thank goodness. Still, it’s gut wrenching to know people have lost their homes or livelihoods or even their lives. The rain cannot come soon enough…


Sully on Blindspot
maybe he’s dreaming of me using him in my next story… sorry Sully!

Sully is not in my upcoming National Novel Writing Month story in that he’s not playing anyone in it as far as I know. This is a first! But then I watch something like previews of the new season of Blindspot and lo, feeling the Sullivan Stapleton love again. Now I feel like I should make room for him but the characters I’ve so far envisioned don’t really match his look or vibe. Hmmm…

I know I have a few weeks before NaNoWriMo but I am anxious to start. I keep writing the prequel so as to get into the heads of my main characters but I really just want to start on the “real” story. I can’t even have anyone read the prequel because there are a couple of spoilers in it, if that makes sense…

I love when I have nap dreams. I had one the other day that was so detailed but I don’t remember much of it now except that I was hanging out with Aleks Paunovic. He was awesome in it though he did scold me a little about not paying as much attention to the fan twitter account as I should. I felt bad but he was cool with it. I also feel like Simon Kassianides was in the dream but I don’t remember what part he played. Oh, and Sam Hunt was in my dream performing an acoustic show! It was really a good dream…


We’ve actually been watching some of the new shows this season which goes against what we always tell ourselves, which is to watch shows once they’ve had at least one season.

Inhumans – I’m enjoying this show more than I thought I would. Maybe it’s because it’s located on Hawaii and the Moon (a place I love and a place of my dreams). Maybe it’s because it’s intriguing and on the sci-fi side. Whatever it is, I like the pace of the storylines and I like the characters. I like the diversity (how can it not be diverse when they’re in Hawaii?!). I also like the HUGE dog Lockjaw. He could be my favorite so far. Ha!

The Gifted – This show is a bit too serious for my taste but I’m hooked enough to not say no when the hubby wants to watch it. I think the hunt for the mutants is a bit over the top. Have we just not be given enough backstory? It just seems a bit horrible that whenever the mutants do just one thing, the automatic response is to arrest and imprison them without trying to understand them. What kind of world is this show? But perhaps the discomfort is meant to part of the experience…

The Orville – I am very much enjoying this show! It’s funny and sci-fi and serious and flawed. I love the mix of everything and I like feeling as though it’s also a familiar kind of sci-fi. I worried at little bit that Seth MacFarlane might not take is seriously enough and fill the show with bad jokes and toilet humor but instead a lot of the show is oddly in earnest and optimistic. It’s like a cross between Galaxy Quest and Star Trek.


During Oktober Fest in Brentwood
Alas, we didn’t win the raffle…

Yesterday was Oktober Fest in downtown Brentwood. We walked and enjoyed some beer, brats, and little dachshunds walking the streets. Too cute! The fest seemed to have a good turn-out, which was great to see. We ended our night at the bars then walked home. It’s nice being so close to downtown…

When I wasn’t on social media last Friday (because of the memorial), I realized later that I felt the better for it. I think this means I need to cull my Twitter and definitely pay less attention to Facebook. Even though my twitter feed isn’t too political, the current political climate has inspired many of the people I follow to post things of a political or socially conscious nature. It’s interesting but I feel sometimes that I’m getting an overload of information and outrage. It might be time to cull my social media or give myself breaks from it…

Originally published at Kiari's Corner. You can comment here or there.

09 October 2017 @ 01:06 am

does he dream of her
the way she whispers his name
her smile just for him

Henry Cavill in Justice League

The new trailer is out for Justice League and FINALLY they’re showing Henry Cavill. It’s only a small bit but it’s enough to squeeze your heart. Plus goodness me, how handsome is he? ::swoons:: I’m excited to see the movie and I will definitely see it opening weekend. It shall happen.

NaNoWriMo prep – I “announced” my novel at the National Novel Writing Month website and for now the title of the novel shall be Falling Into Place. I’m glad I’m doing the prequel story because some of the secondary characters need a little work, especially the main female’s close friends. The male character might need more secondary characters to surround him. So far, he’s sounding a little jerky and conceited but no worries, he’ll get to the point where he’s a little insecure. Maybe. The female character is a bit more developed but I want to keep some details about her from the reader as she keeps the details from the male character. We shall see how this goes…

It’s Fall Break in these parts for the school kids and I’m taking advantage by taking some days off here and there. I’m in the middle of my long weekend— off Friday and Monday— but it’s for bereavement leave for the MIL.


FRIDAY – We had the memorial service in Castro Valley for the MIL then a small reception at our friends’ house in Livermore. It was lovely to see everyone who made it out. Coincidentally, it was also the sixth anniversary of the FIL’s death. So perhaps a little full circle? It was a nice day, weather-wise. Just a little warm but it cooled down as the day turned to evening.

The condolences that came our way (online and such) were very kind. Part of me was and still isn’t sure how to respond so all I can say is Thank You. Thank you to everyone who passed along their thoughts and prayers and condolences. It’s nice to know that our family and friends are thinking of us even if they didn’t know the MIL.

The pastor read the eulogy that the SIL wrote. None of us spoke. I don’t know what I would have said if I had been called to speak. Watching the photos of the MIL throughout her life was interesting and I wondered what her family and friends would have said about her if given the chance. Do they have wistful memories? Do they have great stories that we might not ever know? Will they remember her with fondness? Will she be missed?

When I first met her, I was a bit put-off by her brashness. She was outspoken and off the top, not caring how her words might have been taken. She was generous perhaps to a fault. She was unforgiving at turns and thrived on drama at times. She loved her children but did not have an easy relationship with either of them. She loved her grandchild. She loved her husband. She had loyal friends throughout her life but by the end, they had faded into memory. She loved to entertain and I will remember the holiday parties as good times.

It was difficult to see her at the end. Her illness had ravaged her and by the last time we saw her, she saw nor heard any of us, I think. She was already almost gone. Did she find peace in the end? I hope she did not suffer. I hope that as her body struggled for each breath, her mind was elsewhere, somewhere happy and comforting. I hope that those who went before her were there to meet her, to welcome her. I hope she never looked back after her last breath…


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03 October 2017 @ 06:59 pm

The massacre in Las Vegas at the end of the Route 91 Harvest music festival fills me anger and sorrow, rage and despair. I went to bed on Sunday night knowing something had happened and woke up on Monday morning to utter heartbreak and death.

As far as I know, my country music loving concert friends are all safe and sound, as well as family and friends who live in the area. Even though I have no direct personal stake in the devastation, it still numbs me. I have had friends go to that music festival. I have gone to such music festivals. Those people share the same love for country music that I have. They sang along, they drank their beer, they enjoyed the music together. All they wanted was to share the joy and magic of music, to savor the moment of singing the same songs with family, friends, and strangers. Except they weren’t really strangers, were they? They were all there for the same thing and that made them family in the heart.

The thought that someone took away their joy, their hearts, their LIVES just makes me cry. These people are MY people. Their joys were my joys. Their hearts, my heart. Their lives, my life. Before the hard, cruel shots that rang, they were living my dream that night. Before the pain and the blood and the tears, they were one with the music. Before the loss, the death, the desperation– they were innocent, one of the last ways an adult can be innocent. Music strips away the darkness, takes the soul to another place, reminds us of moments even as it creates new ones.

How dare someone rip through the night and take those lives, fill those people, OUR people with panic and confusion and fear. And then that cowardly terrorist took his own life in the end? If there is a hell, I hope he’s burning in it over and over and over…

My first thought was– is anyone I know there?! I checked my social media, my snapchats, my instagram stories. No, no one I knew personally had been there. They were all safe. My next thought– did I know anyone who knew anyone who was there? This question is one I still don’t know today. The lost souls have not yet all been named but I have read some of the stories about them and they’ve crushed me so much. The losses are painful but the stories of people helping others fill me with hope too. I cling to that hope.

Reading the reactions on social media has been interesting in some regards. Many have taken to the #PrayforLasVegas hashtag along with words if they could muster it. As I am not the praying type, I posted an informational image to my Instagram and twitter. I wanted to feel as though I was doing something even if it was just passing along information.

One thing that put a bee in my bonnet (yes, I used that phrase on twitter because sometimes I’m just old like that) is a post I happened to read Sunday night. Information was scarce and inaccurate but one “artist” posted something that puzzled me. I wish I had screenshot it but it was somewhere along the lines of “I’m tire of being polite. We need to do something about this now.” He had been in the service before his singing career and made the assumption that the terrorist was foreign born. He didn’t exactly say it in so many words but he insinuated it with his tone. In the morning, after going through some of the news, I saw another post from him that called for prayers. Curious, I checked out his profile and saw that he had deleted his other post. Part of me wondered if I had dreamed it but then I went to his twitter and saw that though he had deleted a post, he had left the replies to a person who had replied to original post that confirmed what I had remembered– he had jumped to inaccurate conclusions then backtracked to the whole “we need to come together, prayers for the victims” line when the terrorist was identified as a white American male. It was so blatant and would have probably gone unnoticed. But I noticed and it rankled me. It still rankles me. People have privately asked me who the “artist” is and I have named him. I won’t name him here. I only want to say this– before you get all up in arms during a tragedy, unless you’re IN IT, wait until the facts come your way. Don’t assume anything. Don’t believe everything you might hear or read. Too many of the news outlets out there are selling ad time and they’ll throw up theories and conjectures left and right. If you have any kind of influence (ya know, the blue check mark), it’s probably best and responsible to just be sure you have all the facts before you post inflammatory words that do NOTHING but feed the fire of panic and fear. Don’t be part of the problem…

I’ve since unfollowed that particular “artist”. I now know the soul of him and it does not sit well with me. I follow enough real, genuine souls out there in the country music world so even if he wrote a song with one of my favorites, it doesn’t mean he’s worth my time. But hey, he makes a good story about the hypocrisy of some people, eh?

My love to all of you. My tears and hope to the ones who endured Sunday night. If I prayed, I would pray. My heart to yours. Let’s spread love and joy and hope by living, laughing, and loving…

Originally published at Kiari's Corner. You can comment here or there.


let me feel you close
your soft breath warm on my skin
your touch such a thrill

Happy October! It doesn’t feel like autumn quite yet but the temperatures have cooled ever so slightly, thank goodness. Fall Break has begun for the schoolchildren out here, which means the student parking lot across the street will be mostly empty. Joy!

I’ve been imagining a short scene in my head and the person I imagined for this scene posted an image of himself in the same lighting I was imagining. I think this means I need to write the scene before I forget it.

Sully in Strike Back
I miss Strike Back sometimes…

I’m getting myself revved up to write in the first person for NaNoWriMo by writing a “pre-story” using the characters. I’ve almost decided on names for the characters. I’m hoping the prequel to the main story will help me find the voices of the character. It will be interesting writing from a male perspective…

Simon on Unforgettable

The service for my mother-in-law will be on Friday, October 6, which is the sixth anniversary of my father-in-law’s death. It was just a coincidence but I think it’s a nice coincidence. I posted about it on my Facebook and people have been very kind with their condolences… I made an online album of photos that I have of the MIL. I didn’t really have any of her after the FIL died…

I’m glad Fall Break has started. I’m taking a couple of days off each week. It’ll be nice… 🙂

Originally published at Kiari's Corner. You can comment here or there.


I grew up believing the ideals of this country– that we are created equal and are afforded rights equally. It is so ingrained in me that even at my age, I do still believe it. I live it. But that doesn’t meant that I do not see the inequality that continues to thrive in our society because I do. And ever since the White House changed hands, the disparity of ideals has shown with alarming and disappointing consistency.

Suddenly people think that they can say horrible things and when called on it, say that they’re tired of being told to be “PC.” Since when does being a thoughtful and compassionate human being been such a bad thing? Why is it so wrong for people to believe in equality? Why shouldn’t someone doing their job expect to be compensated without regard to their race or gender? And if someone does their job, why should they be “grateful” for earning their way and being compensated for it? Also, aren’t we allowed to peaceably protest the injustice that exists in this world?

I bought into the ideals of this country and I have gone through most of my life not being openly judged as a woman or a person of color. No one has blamed me for their own misfortune. Maybe I’ve been lucky. Maybe people look at me as an Asian woman and shrug because they think I’m harmless and I know “my place.” Maybe being married to my husband gives me a pass. Or maybe I’ve been lucky enough to be around people who believe the same as I do– we are equal.

Having worked with law enforcement, I am sensitive to blanket criticism of the men and women who risk their lives daily to protect citizens. But having worked with law enforcement also means I have known men and women who were quick to resort to the “us vs. them” mentality. I fell into that mentality too. I know that most of the men and women of law enforcement are good people who believe in helping and protecting all of us just as I know there are a very very few who take the little power they have and wield like total degenerates.

The state of our world has become divisive and restless. Instead of trying to unify all of us, the current White House resident seems hellbent on ripping everything apart. And people are falling for it because perhaps we all just love being in conflict. But this kind of conflict, pitting Americans against fellow Americans, will end up destroying us. Anyone with any capacity to see the big picture can see this.

I will go on with my life believing in the ideals of this country even though there are people in this country who don’t believe I should have the same rights whether because of my gender or race or even age. I will live my life with a positive eye, looking for beauty and joy. I will acknowledge the dissonance and injustice but I will not let it sour my spirit. I will do my part to spread joy and not let the negative attitudes dissuade me. I will strive to remember it’s not “us vs. them” but rather just US. We all deserve good lives that include education, health, jobs, and freedom…

Originally published at Kiari's Corner. You can comment here or there.


daydreams that wander
maybe leading to something
more than wistful sighs

I’ve begun the prep work on my next National Novel Writing Month story. I know, it’s a little early, but I like to pretend to be prepared. I also like having a notebook on hand and writing when something comes to me. I’m trying to outline the plot a little as well as write in the voice of the characters. I think I’ve decided to go with the whole first person perspective, which will be a challenge but one I want to attempt. Wish me luck?

I think the interesting thing will be when I get to the steamy scenes. Those scenes are already challenging for me to write in general but to do it in the first person? And from the male perspective as well as the female? Ye gods! I hope to have enough plot points to take it to 55K to 60K words. I always want to write more than the 50K…

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10 September 2017 @ 09:36 pm

do you forget
the trying times
the complications
the drawn out drama
do you forget
the selfishness
the childishness
the constant bid for attention
do you forget
the sacrifice
the lows and highs
the weakness and the strength
how do you balance
how do you honor
how do you remember

So I had a whole different post that I started yesterday but I’ve decided not to post it. I’ve only left the poem.

We visited the MIL in Auburn yesterday because we knew her time was very short. Although her eyes were open, she was not really responsive. Her breathing was labored and at times she was wheezing. She looked so different, so small and frail. I wondered if she was “there” and just unable to respond to any of us. I almost hoped that she wasn’t and that she was dreaming and seeing those who went before her. When we left, we knew it would be the last time we’d see her. She died in the early morning hours…

The best thing I can say about the MIL is that she raised a good son and for that I am ever grateful…

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10 September 2017 @ 08:37 am

To my mother-in-law,

Peace now to your soul. Thank you for raising a wonderful son. I am most grateful to you for that.

Your daughter-in-law

now you are gone
with summer’s wane
the stars shone bright
when night turned morning
the dark skies waited
for one last breath
now you are gone

Filtered sunshine

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04 September 2017 @ 09:14 pm

maybe you’re waiting
amused by my wanderings
knowing I’ll return

Random musings, bullet style…

  • We’ve been watching Friends on Netflix. It’s funny and strange watching the show. Although it’s a product of its time (mostly fashions and such), the themes are still relevant. Some of the situations make me want to roll my eyes but that could just be my age showing. I was HIGHLY amused during the one episode where Joey finds the novel Rachel is reading under her bed. It’s sounds like it’s a “bodice ripper” and he is scandalized that she’s reading “porn.” It made me say aloud, “Wait, I write porn?!” (I’m sure some people might call it thusly but I don’t even consider it “erotica.”) Anyhoo, it’s been fun watching the eps I’ve caught…
  • 800 Words – It is super awesome that I’m able to watch this show! We’ve finished with the first series and we have now begun the second. Not only is it beautifully shot in a gorgeous setting, the show it well written and well acted, led by one of my favorites, Erik Thomson. I love watching his work and it’s crazy to think that I’ve been following him for close to twenty years. Where has the time gone?!…  I definitely recommend 800 Words if you have Acorn TV or live down under. Here’s an article that gives a good rundown: Why You Should be Watching the New Zealand drama 800 Words
  • The weather has been hot, much too hot. It’s suppose to cool down this week. Fingers crossed!

Erik Thomson on 800 Words
Erik Thomson on 800 Words

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stillness cools the air
as the sun seems to retreat
from upturned gazes

a version of the eclipse

I really dug the eclipse on Monday. I was oddly excited about it and I was reminded that long ago I wanted to be an astronomer. If I had kept my head in the science and math game, I probably would have done it. Ah well…

Random stuff:

  • I was off sick for three days. Kind of a bummer. Started with a stomach thing then it turned into a fever and achy body.  So I stayed home and watched a lot of tv.
  • Game of Thrones – The last episode of the season aired tonight. So how long do we have to wait until the last season?!
  • We’re trying out Acorn TV. I’m going watch 800 Words! Maybe I’ll be inspired to do some screencaps of Erik Thomson. Hmmm…
  • I need to read more…
  • Looks like this upcoming week is going to be hot. I’m already tired of this hot weather…

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staring back at me
untold possibilities
if I just let go

It’s so strange. During the week, I have all these blog worthy thoughts whirling through my head but when I actually sit down to write the post, all of the ideas just flee from me. Should I take notes during the week? Should I sneak moments to write bits and pieces then just post at the end of the week? I really don’t know.

So let’s go with bullet style musings of the random nature…

  • Simon Kassianides keeps posting toddler of pictures of himself on Instagram. SO DAMN CUTE!!! First of all, he was, as my dad likes to say, HEALTHY as a wee one. I bet he got his cheeks pinched and kissed ALL THE TIME. Second, what a serious little one he was. He was mean mugging from the get-go, eh? Lastly, little Simon was a bit of an exhibitionist and proud of it. Also, he had awesome hair. I hope he keeps posting those shots because they are DELIGHTFUL.
  • I woke up with the hubby yesterday morning at just after 2:30 AM so that I could be awake to watch my All Blacks play the Wallabies at 3:00 AM. The All Blacks made it worth my while! They had a fantastic first half. The could have done a bit better for the second half but I shouldn’t complain since the All Blacks defeated the Wallabies. Yah!
  • Game of Thrones – Is there really only one more episode?! The penultimate episode was a doozy! I was seriously yelling at the tv at certain parts and then wanting to cry at other parts. I don’t want it to end! I don’t want to have to wait a year or whatever for the final season.
  • The Hitman’s Bodyguard – I enjoyed this movie! In spite of the predictable plot points, I thought it was well done from the acting to the action to the humor. I’d definitely recommend it.
  • Tomorrow is the solar eclipse! I was watching the twit.tv shows and one of the shows had photographer Scott Bourne on it and he suggested taking pictures of everything else instead of the the actual eclipse. Since I don’t have a camera capable of taking pictures of the sun, I thought how interesting it would be to take pictures of the ordinary stuff– the landscape, the shadows, the sky in such an odd light. So that’s my goal tomorrow. I have to work but I’ll sneak outside for some shots, especially at the height of it all (which is at about quarter after ten, I believe).
  • I’m already starting to think of my November novel. I’m very likely going to write another romance story but I’m wondering if I should change things up a bit. Maybe change point of view? As an experiment, I started writing a story in the first person. Not sure how I like it yet. We’ll see when I get to the male point of view…

During my lunch break
one day during my lunch break…

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SOOO many August birthdays! So many family ones and even a few of the fellas (I’m thinking of Mark Mulder, Simon Kassianides, Charles Mesure)! It’s always an interesting time of the year trying to remember everyone’s birthdays. 🙂 And looks like the latest baby was just born the other day. Welcome to the world Lilyana!

Philip Winchester in Chicago Justic

Random stuff in bullet form…

  • Philip Winchester will be back as Peter Stone, this time recurring on Law and Order: SVU. So glad he’ll be back! But wait, now this means I must watch L&O:SVU?! Oh bother. (Not really. Anything for Philip Winchester!)
  • Last week’s Game of Thrones was OFF THE HOOK. When it ended, my mouth was open and I was just blown away. This week’s episode was a bit more calming but still had moments that made me squeak a little. Like the part of the annulment? YE GODS! (Did anyone else catch that?!)
  • Sam Hunt was here this weekend and I did NOT see him. I keep saying it and I do mean it– I am not at all heartbroken about not seeing him. Would I have loved it? Hell yes! But do I feel like I missed something by not seeing him? Not really, not like I would have a year ago or two years ago. After seeing Jacob Davis two weeks ago and Tyler just a little over a week ago, I think my fangirl needs have been met for the time being. So yeah, I’m cool with not seeing Sam. I’m sure he had great shows while he was here…


My social media feed was rife with the news from Charlottesville, VA this weekend. It SICKENS me, the hate spewed crap that is out there. Those people were Nazis with their salutes and chants and symbols on their clothes and paraphernalia. True Americans should be outraged and disgusted by such displays of hate. Have we all forgotten history? It wasn’t that long ago. My grandfather fought in the second World War. My husband’s grandfather was at Normandy. They fought against the very ideals those young men (young men, WTH?!) were marching for in Charlottesville. Who do they imagine is taking their country from them? Why are they filled with such hate for others? And don’t tell me they are Christian because the God that I studied and prayed to WEEPS at such evil. And all the other gods currently worshipped do not espouse such actions.  The good, true souls out there who take the base lesson of any religion– love and harmony and truth– are all horrified by the increasing tide of hate.

It’s utterly exhausting to keep reading about all of this. So when I post those short twitter bits, I mostly stay in my moment and my sunshine and joy. I’m still breathing and I will always seek the beauty of the moment even in the face of darkness. But don’t think I’m unaware of the darkness. I just refuse to let it break me…

The end is near for someone in our lives. It’s sad yet inevitable but it’s still not an easy time. It makes me think of the measure of a person’s life and how one is remembered…


Originally published at Kiari's Corner. You can comment here or there.


I am so behind on finishing up my report on meeting Jacob and the boys last week and now I have my Grass Valley adventures to tell! Short version, bullet style!

  • We stayed at the Sierra Mountain Inn and it was comfortable and clean and I actually liked it very much.  We had a small room but it was big enough for our short stay and everything worked as it should. It’s funny having a regular key instead of the key cards hotels use.
  • It was GREAT hanging out with my fellow Rich’s Bi$ches Joanne (and her daughter Kiersten), Tracy, and Hayley. We all walked together to the venue (which was a short walk from the inn) and stood  right up to the stage during show. Front row standing, yes!
  • Tyler and his band were GREAT! They had a lot of energy and the music was fantastic! It was crazy cool having Tyler so close while performing. He was so good! The venue was intimate and there was a good size standing area in front of the stage. Loved it! I want to hear all the new songs again and I hope they’re on his upcoming album.
  • We got to see Tyler before and after the show in the green room. Probably the first and only time I’ll ever be in a green room. Ha! It was AWESOME! I got to formally meet the band and chat with them a bit. Next time I see them, I’ll probably take pictures with them. I felt a little shy doing that when I was just meeting them. They were great, easy-going, and approachable. All very talented fellas. Hope to see them all again soon.

Tyler on stage
Tyler on stage

I shall have more to tell later!

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31 July 2017 @ 09:07 pm

I had an awesome Sunday at the Garlic Festival in Gilroy but I’m working on my report so here’s the short version, bullet style!

  • I FINALLY met Jacob Davis and it was so worth the wait! He’s amazing and sweet and wonderful and if it’s possible, I adore him more than I did before we met.
  • The cohorts are awesome! I’m so glad I got to also meet Teddy, Babs, Caleb, and Justin. They knew me by name (well, not sure about Justin) and greeted me like an old friend. How stoked was I?
  • Jacob’s set was high energy and so good! Loved everything about it and they all impressed me so much. Justin is SO COOL on guitar.
  • Got a setlist (thank you Justin and Caleb!), which I of course got signed by all the boys. I’m going to have to have that framed!
  • Loved taking pictures with all the boys and I especially LOVE our group shot. I loved being able to chat with the guys and it was easy.
  • Carly Pearce, who played before Jacob, was so good! I’m a new fan now!

the set list

I will share more later!

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the stir of the soul
where dreams unleash the secret
harbored in the heart

So much San Diego Comic Con envy right now!!! I wish I could just ignore all the convention goodness but I can’t. Let’s see, who did I miss at Comic Con? Aleks Paunovic, Simon Kassianides, Karl Urban, Jensen Ackles, Ryan Gosling, Chris Hemsworth, Jeffrey Dean Morgan, the Justice League cast (but no Henry, alas), and all the trailers for different movies and tv shows. But really, I would have really just loved to have been there to see like two things. Any two things as long as one of them was Simon. Ah well, this happens almost every year, especially since I follow a lot of the different actors who could appear there. I think liking so many different people would make me easy to please. Next year?

Dunkirk – What an excellent movie! I watched it in 2D IMAX (not sure if it was 70mm) and it was amazing. Yes, Tom Hardy was the draw for me but I think I would have liked the movie if someone else played his character. Maybe. Actually, he was mesmerizing as the Spitfire pilot Farrier, conveying emotion and purpose in such a small space and few words. I would definitely recommend the movie, especially if you can watch it in 70 mm…

Unforgettable – The movie came out in digital HD this week and OF COURSE I had to buy it (at a discount courtesy of the T-Mobile Tuesday Vudu credit). We watched it the other night. I’m sure it’s not a surprise that the real draw for me was Simon’s one scene.

Simon in Unforgettable

His character, Michael, is only in one full scene but his presence is felt throughout the film. He played him convincingly and was definitely not a good guy. Not sure he quite deserved the end he got but such was the movie…


Game of Thrones – The only other show that I watch “live” is Game of Thrones (the other being Blindspot) and it’s always so worth it! The season opener was last week and I just finished this week’s episode. Both so good! I really enjoy the show and I think I like that the show has gone past the books. It’ll make the new books interesting reads (whenever they come along).


I am digging the Prisma app, especially with my self portraits. It feels vain, posting the filtered selfies, but it’s fun so I just go with it… My new pieces from 1888 Design arrived this week. I love them!… When Dunkirk started, Simon was moderating a panel at San Diego Comic Con. Yes, I actually thought of that while I was at the movie theatre… The first day of school is coming fast upon us. It makes me sad how short our summer breaks are… I had to buy reading glasses the other day. I think they could help me. I bought a three pack so I’ll bring a pair to work…

Simon Kassianides

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