1.31.2009

A Tiger to Speak About


Pete is in a band called Speakeasy, Tiger... go to www.speakeasytiger.com to download (for free) their EP album.  They are releasing a new album in June.  

They practice here 12 hours every week and we love having them around.  They are really talented.  Check 'em out... the music speaks for itself. 

... or you can go to their myspace page.

1.27.2009

Lois Lane Says Yes to Superman


This past weekend, another couple committed to getting hitched someday.  Katie and Jeff ("Lois Lane" and "Superman") are engaged to be married!  

Jeff asked Katie in a parking lot (a very special parking lot -- "you don't know me" - Jeff [jeff didn't actually say that, I did for him and then quoted him... don't sue me Jeff, you know I don't have any money anyway... of course if you do, I'll have a better excuse for living in your basement next year, so do whatever seems best])  ANYWAY, Katie said yes.  There was a large gathering of friends and family on Saturday night to celebrate their commitment to life together.

Congratulations lovers.  You only have to be celibate for a few more months... then it's... well, you know.  

1.22.2009

It's Not the Same

When ten of us first starting meeting to develop this vision of communal living, we decided to be each other's family.  In the house, that is exactly what we have become.  Each of us in a way belongs to the other nine.  Each day, our special bond grows deeper.  I don't think this bond will ever go away, regardless of what happens.  

In November, Mel told us she would be moving out after the holidays.  Two weeks ago... she did.  A situation in the house had grown too painful and living there was no longer the best thing for her.  There is no fault to hand out... it is what it is.

This past Monday, the other nine of us sat down for our house dinner and the room felt so empty.  Mel was missing.  Her smile (smirk really) was missing... her laugh.  None of this is fair.  I miss my friend.  

Mel is now traveling in South America for a couple months.  She is missed and loved and will forever be part of my family.

1.09.2009

conflict is inevitable, but combat is optional

max lucade

Before you read this and judge the entire casa thing we have established here, just know that we are not a bunch of hippies - although they seriously have the important parts of life more figured out than most people (other than the excessive drug use). There are, however, a few people who never take showers and a couple who have a past with Mary Jane and one who really really dances like a hippie, but other than that, we are not hippies... just some who think redemptive violence is an oxymoron.

So, unfortunately I am not intelligent enough to write some inspiring, heart-changing thing about the iniquity of violence and the healing of grace. But, what I can do is copy what smarter and wiser, (got most of their lives together) people have said and give you the opportunity to see the lives and hear the voices of a few crushed by the guns and bombs we so easily pass as a just means of creating peace.

force is all-conquering, but its victories are short-lived
abraham lincoln

the true democrat is he who with purely nonviolent means defends his liberty and, therefore, his country's and ultimately that of the whole of mankind
mahatma ghandi

God would rather absord the violence and the evil of the world than reflect it
dave polly

too often the patriotic values of pride and strength triumph over the spiritual values of humility, gentleness and sacrificial love. it's easy to have political views - that's what politicians do. but it's much harder to embody a political alternative - that's what saints do.

shane claiborne

you become a monster
so the monster will not break you
u2

the nations do not lead people to peace; rather, people lead the nations to peace
shane claiborne

they argue the scriptures, argue the laws
argue the signs, argue the gods
argue for hatred, argue for fun
argue their side is the only one
but the one argument no of us can hide
is the one that's raging down deep inside
it ended in a great big fight and when its done

nobody right, nobody wrong
michael franti

i destroy my enemies when I make them my friends
abraham lincoln

darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that
martin luther king, jr.

we can bomb the world to pieces
but we can’t bomb it into peace
michael franti


Recently, some of us in the house watched a video made by Michael Franti of his trips to warring countries in the Middle East.

"This film came out of my frustration with watching the nightly news and hearing generals, politicians and pundits, explaining the political and economic cost of the war in the Middle East, without ever mentioning the human cost. I wanted to hear about the war by the people affected by it most: doctors, nurses, poets, artists, soldiers and my personal favorite, musicians. So I bought some plane tickets and headed to Iraq, Isreal and the occupied territories of Palestine."

To see a movie trailor and learn more about the video, go to: iknowimnotalone.com. You can also buy it there... or you can just come over here and watch it... or you can borrow it!

1.04.2009

Finkle is Einhorn, Einhorn is Finkle... Oh My God!





Finkle is engaged to Koclanes!!!

Congratulations Katrina and Alan. We love you and are excited about the life you will share together.

12.24.2008

(IMPORTANT MODIFICATIONS MADED) We Got a New Printer And Other Exciting Stimulations

Yep, maded... the past-past tense of make.

Yeah, so we got a new printer. People spent some time with their families for Christmas. Other people went out of town and then came back. We haven't washed our sofa cover since September. Kiley has a rash. Tonight we are having caesar salad for dinner. Jason (a house crony), Chaz, Jeff and I found out we didn't own the movie we had planned on watching for guys night (Fight Club) and then could not find our second option (Boondock Saints) we were positive we did own. My fly is down. We seem to have lost all of our dish towels... or they have been stolen (If you have any information, please go to www.crimeshurt.com and make a report). Mel sold her computer. A lamp sitting in the main room has been there since moving, yet has never been plugged in.

Quote of the hour:

"Things aren't just going to plop in your little un-zippered pants, Kelley." - Mel

Quote of the week:

"The world doesn't need people." - Jefe


How'd you like to see everyone's face that lives here? I knew you would....


Pete is a rock star with pants to prove it (Go to one of his band's shows to see them - speakeasytiger.com - the pants I mean, although the band is definitely worth seeing as well).











This is Jeff, and in order to make sure Katie is always a part of his life, he ate her.








This is Mary, and she loves food.








Katie and Lindsey doing what they do best... holding bird carcasses over the sink, I guess.










Umm... I'm not sure who this is













This is Brittney (or Brit or Brit-Fu or Funky Fuster or... she's got a lot of nicknames) and Chaz, aka Mac 'N' Chaz.









Melanie, Mel, or Melsie (she loves uneaten turkey legs, and was obviously disappointed when she found this one)












Katrina and her soon-to-be husband and her recently-became fiance, Alan








Me, known best as "Kelley" (What? Really? Huh, no one has ever told me that's a girl's name before.)









And our doggie! Kiwwweeyy!! (Kiley)

12.11.2008

People Gotta Eat Right?

(The title is from the movie Gone in 60 Seconds when the little brother of Nicolas Cage's character introduces his gang of pals to the ol' guys... he goes through each one's skills and when he gets to the last guy he says "[the character's name] can order pizza like nobody's business" (or something to that affect - do you use "affect" or "effect" there?) and the guy responds a little humiliated, "hey, people gotta eat right?" Good story huh?)

On Sunday we had a bunch of people over... around 30. On top of the 8 or so of us present. I don't know if we ever got the final number, but it was definitely the largest gathering we've had. Who were these people? Let's just start from the beginning.

So a long long time ago, three girls, strangers, adversaries in fact... were sitting around doing whatever it is they did a long long time ago in the shadows of the glorious Flatirons in Boulder, CO (that's Colorado). The blond-haired one was (it turns out I do know what they were doing) singing, dancing, acting, and developing cures for diseases like nueralgic methadonal propalitis, acute immunoacidocide-onia, and cat scratch fever. The blondy-brownish-haired (I don't know if dirty blond is politically correct - p.s. I'm not a big fan of the new fad of calling politically correct "pc"... I don't know why, it's just weird) one was only inhaling (don't ask me how) without exhaling to decrease CO2 emissions all while planting trees and hugging every one of them she put in the ground. And the brown-haired one was making delectable "oatmeal cookies, peanut butter bars, dark chocolate macadamian nut wedges" and then "frecada cheese and appracot creusants, and moca bars with an almond glaze, and lemon shiffon cake with zesty peach icing" (this part of the story isn't true to Lindsey and no doubt has a lot of spelling mistakes, but if you can guess the movie it's from, I will, on my great-great-grandfather's grave, give you .10 bucks). Each doing her part to bring joy and peace to a turbulent and corrupt world. Everyone loved them and they loved everyone, except each other. You see, there was this very attractive boy...

His name was Baabhey and he owned these shoes and these shoes were made of gold and this gold had diamonds in it and inside these diamonds, was the power to control men. BUT, these three didn't care about any of that, because they weren't just your ordinary high school drama-crazed females, they were strong independent women. These shoes had other powers, secret powers. They could bring a cure to all feline related illnesses, bring global cooling and millions magical dessert recipes to all the earth and with it, peace and restoration.

But Baabhey loved his shoes and would never give them up. And since he was so handsome, all the world fell under his beautiful spell and never challenged him for the shoes. The blond-haired girl, the blondy-brownish-haired girl and the brown-haired girl were the only people not controlled by Baabhey's hunkyness. Each, on their own, had tried to retrieve the shoes and save the world. You'd think they would have united, but they never communicated their expectations or reasons for their actions and so there relationship revolved around competition and distrust.

But one day, blondy-brownish-haired girl was walking along and she found a lemon snowball cookie on the ground. She picked it up, wiped it off, and took a bite. Well it was the most scrumptious lemon snowball cookie she'd ever eaten. Licking the lemony-goodness off her fingers, savoring every second the flavors tickled her taste buds, she ran off trying to find the baker of the tantalizing cookie. But alas, she couldn't find anyone who could reproduce the lemon snowball cookie. Depressed, blondy-brownish-haired girl decided to honor the baker and the cookie by planting a lemon tree on the site she found the cookie. Weeks went by, blondy-brownish-haired girl seeped deeper into her sorrow, but the tree grew strong and produced the brightest yellow lemons ever, brighter than the brightest light-bulb in the world, or the brightest sun ever seen, or the biggest highlighter that's brighter than anything ever. Anywho, a few days later, blond-haired girl was walking along and found the beautiful lemon tree. Blond-haired girl was tired from walking a lot and was hungry, so she picked a lemon and ate it. Air built up in her lungs until she belted the most lovely song about how sweet the lemon was. She couldn't stop singing. Blondy-brownish-haired girl heard the song and was dazzled by its heavinliness. She ran towards the sound. The two met and talked about why blond-haired girl was singing and how blondy-brownish-haired girl had planted the lemons. Both were overcome with joy!! As they talked, they saw girl in a home crying as she put something into the oven. Conquered by compassion, blondy-brownish-haired girl and blond-haired girl went and asked what her deal was. She told them how she had this cat that scratched itself nearly to death and was at a kitty hospital recovering, but the cat would not stop scratching itself and had to be drugged so it would stop. The girl didn't know what to do. But blond-haired girl began to sing an uplifting ballad of thanks. Blondy-brownish-haired girl and the other girl looked at each other confused by her joy. But blond-haired girl explained she knew what was wrong with the cat and could cure its disease (cat scratch fever). The three hugged and jumped for joy!! As they talked they discovered that this girl with the cat had baked the lemon snowball cookies and was making more!! So the three hung out and ate cookies all through the night and became the bestest of friends. And they made a pledge... to find a way, together, to recover the shoes from Baabhey and save the world.

Well, it turned out the shoes were just a couple of Jordan's painted gold and had no magical powers. But the three are still "bff's" and have continued since to bring joy and peace to the world through healing, love, restoration, and of course, lemon snowball cookies. And Baabhey fell in love with blond-haired girl and are living happily ever after.

So that's it. I guess it just goes to show you that it pays to eat shit off the ground.

Huh? What dinner? I don't know what you're talking about? OH OH right, Sunday. Well, blond-haired girl is Katrina Koclanes, the brown-haired girl is Lindsey Vaughan (who both live in the house) and the blondy-brownish-haired girl is Caitlin Seeley. Caitlin works for Green Corps (www.greencorps.org ), an organization working across the nation advocating for the protection of the beautiful planet we've been given. They were having a training thingy in Denver and so thirty or so of her colleagues came over and we (Lindsey) made 'em some grub. So that's the story of a cookie brought 30 people to our house for a bake potatoe bar.

I thank all of you that live with me for loving me, forgiving me, accepting me, and enjoying me (assuming you still do).