About My Blog.

Welcome! This is "Catatonic Digressions."
Most, if not all readers don't understand my blog's title. It's an old inside joke from a forum long gone. I was going to change it, but since it's been "confusing" for so long, I decided to leave it. Don't worry about what it means, the content of the blog is what is important.

Unfortunately, my blog isn't what I set out for it to be. A disturbed and manic online stalker and cyberbully has made it impossible for me to post about family, my son, life in my part of New York...so I stopped (for the most part), and I mostly reblog and repost what I feel is important, necessary or close to my heart. As for the stalking sociopath, she can go to hell for harassing me and my family since mid-2008. You can't scare me offline with a few lame threats and dozens of pages of defamation, abuse, depravity and libel. I'm bitchy like that. ;)
(Anyone who knows me knows I'm not actually a bitch, but let's allow this psychopath to think I'm a bitch to her blackened heart's content—it seems to make her feel she has some sort of control over me…and it does not.)

If you read a story and you feel moved in any way, comment. Comments are more than welcome.

Unlike those online who lie and hide behind fake photos and insanely fabricated stories, I'm a real person. I'm real and I don't pretend to be someone I'm not. After years of putting up with online abuse by manipulative, pathological liars, attention whores or narcissists, I've had it. Don't bother me with pathetic drama. I have no time for these types of people and their need to absorb others' time and attention.

Feel free to email me if you have a story or cause you would like shared, especially if it pertains to animal rights, liberation, veganism, animal welfare, health and well-being, geekery, Macs and computer dorkiness, music, lowbrow art, kitchy stuff, skateboards, the beach, swimming, diving, NYC, beading (it's my hobby), recipes (love to cook, especially if I made the recipe up myself!), VEGAN!, ALF, Sea Shepherd, Action for Animals, NIO, 269Life and/or anything you think I might enjoy or others might—you never know. It doesn't always have to be serious. Hilarious stories, local NY, funny videos or photos, photobombs (especially if they contain pets!)...I might be partially censored, but I'm not closed down!

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For the Oceans,

Saturday, November 15, 2008

A Colorful Life

New York Daily Photo: A Colorful Life

My son's father is a Deadhead. I am not. Harry's daddy just left to run the soundboard for a Dead style jam band that is playing out here on Long Island tonight. My son is sitting beside me, using his computer, an eMac, playing Dr. Suess's ABC's. I was browsing New York Daily Photo, and I came across this photo just as my fiancé was leaving to do the gig.

People stereotype Deadheads all the time. People always assume hippies do drugs. This blog is a must read. The owner of this colorful bus is Kat O'Sullivan, and if anyone is living life to it's fullest, it's Kat. You could say she's already lived life to it's fullest. 

As an artist and a supporter of the DIY community, I am in awe of this woman. I'm jealous! She's doing what she wants to, what she loves and she doesn't have to ask for help from anyone. She makes wonderful handmade clothing; I am very partial to handmade arm warmers and cuffs in the inter, and hers are just so colorful.

Last, but not least, she is amazing. She worked with Mother Teresa. She dumped a job with no meaning and hitchhiked to Timbuktu. You just can't make things like that up. This is a site you must check out when you have some free time. Not many people can just get up, leave it all behind and do what she's done.

I know this blog isn't written well, but I had to type it up quickly since my son needs some help with the mouse. He's 22 months old, and his mousing skills are not the best…yet. When they are, I can't let his computer near the cable connection.

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