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Sometimes I forget that everything I need and want is everything I already have. This includes friends and resources. Tonight, when I was talking to that fabu downtown kid Mark, it hit me. Like a warm blanket the knowledge covered me and comforted me. I already have the power source inside. All I need to do is plug in.
As I write this script, I can feel safe in the knowledge that it will be good, hey maybe even production worthy. I've been taking all of this life in, now it is time to interpret it into something meaningful and spill it out for the masses.

Off the top of my head here are 10 reasons that make me fabu...
1.) I'm 1/4 Jewish but was raised Catholic so I'm very theatrical.
2.) I'm a devoted friend once I get past my trust issues and decide you are my friend.
3.) I'm smart and have lots of insight into human nature mostly because I know who I am.
4.) I don't look my age but thats just good genetics and clean living.
5.) I love to go places and do things and travel.
6.) I'm reliable and responsible. You can take me at my word.
7.) I'm a hard worker.
8.) I have excellent taste in clothes and music and I appreciate all things beautiful.
9.) I'm a published writer.
10.) I'm a leader and not a follower and I can prove it.
I recieve this message this morning from Keoki's website. Superstar DJ Keoki was portrayed in the film Party Monster. Lately I have been giving certain, people, places and things too much power in my life. I enjoyed this email today and I thought I would share with you. It makes a lot of sense.
Hello boys and girls! And welcome to my website.
A lot of you are probably wondering what the hell is up with my site? Well… I’ll be honest. It’s been difficult getting it up and running due to the fact that I’ve become such a control freak over it. After my last web design team deleted my entire website over some misunderstanding, I learned that I have to protect my self and my site. This time around I have an even better design team and even more members, so I have even more to protect. Please be patient and I promise you the most unique and exciting interactive website you’ve ever seen. Nothing less than the bomb! One of the many features you will see is an area where you can upload pictures you may want to share with me and other fans of some past shows. So look for that as a cool way for us to stay close.
Some of you may have already received an email from me through my guest book. Yes, I am answering my messages personally. Just be sure to leave your email when you leave a comment. Please remember that while I can’t promise to answer your questions right away, I will answer all questions that are valid. You guys are smart enough to know what I mean by valid… Right? In the meantime I will try and give you a little insight into my head and how I view life.
Throughout my 17 years as a D.J. the one question I get asked most often is, "What makes you a superstar?" or “Why do you call yourself a superstar
D.J.?" In the past I’ve always just hated that question. I mean, if you know who you are then you’re a fuckin’ superstar! That of course is a pretty vague answer. So, I’m going to attempt to explain what I feel makes a person truly a Superstar.
First of all… We are all superstars. I feel we are all equal here on this plane of existence. I feel each soul has a purpose and a commitment to fulfill. And yes this includes you. All of us are given the same gifts and potential. It’s really up to you to fulfill your own learning experience. So what is the best way to be directed to your highest purpose? This comes from a better understanding of reality. Yes you did just hear me say “reality”. What I mean is we must open our minds and spirits to grow. There are many ways we can do this. For example, some of you fear evil in your lives and have even given this evil a name. You may call it Satan or the devil. If you must fear evil in your life then call it by its correct name. Ignorance.
If someone gives you the thought that evil is real, do not accept it. It is simply an attempt to control you. Drive the thought away with knowledge. Look at the history of man and the use of fear to control. Only freedom of expression and thoughts have raised the life of man. History tells us that early man feared the eclipse of the sun and some would even kill their brothers to keep away the "evil". I’m not asking you to make a judgment of our ancestors. What I’m saying is free your self. If you believe in demons you will live a life with demons. Your reality creates them.
We are all given the freedom to grow and fulfill our purpose. We are all given guardian angels that love us and are there to guide us. I really believe every one of us is here for one main reason and that is to learn. What we learn here on the physical plane cannot be learned another way than to live it. So our souls live and die here for that reason. We are all loved so sweetly by our guardian angels. They watch over us and guide us with instinct. Listen to them and say to your self whenever you feel doubt or have doubts, "How sweetly I am loved!" Now the word sweetly might sound weird to say, but I use it for a reason. A shaman I met once told me that the inner sound created by this thought "how sweetly I’m loved" is refreshing and gives support to the inner mind. Try it. It’s an exercise I’ve been doing for a while now and it works. Trust me.
It helps to remove negative thoughts and helps remind our souls that we are all truly one. And we are all truly superstars. Let your heart not only say the thought, but let your soul sing it. "How’s sweetly I am loved!" You are limited only by what you accept as limitations. Think of yourself as a part of all there is. Love as you would enjoy being loved and as you start to think of yourself as perfect, you will start to become so. Learn to trust your heart.
Respect the life experiences of others. Love your self. After all, "you" are your first true love. Remember, never destroy what is beautiful and positive thoughts are magic. This concludes your very first newsletter. I know it’s a lot to take in so read again and again if you must. I hope you have found it at least interesting and hopefully a little enlightening.
Until next time please think about my message and write me with your comments or questions. I can’t say I’ll have your answer, but I can promise to share my thoughts with you. I love you all, thank you for the love and support throughout the years and of course, your patience.
Yours truly,
Superstar D.J. Keoki
Loving yourself is the beginning of your life long romance!
"Don't you know a gentlemen isn't suppose to look inside a ladies handbag? I don't want no white man looking at my tampax!" ~ Desperate Living By: John Waters
There is a site now called Inside My Bag. Fun stuff huh? I love seeing pics of people's desk areas and inside their bags, men and women both! I'm dying to take a pic and submit it to this site, but I dont have my scanner equipment up and running. It sucks being a bloger with no tools at this moment.
It's been one big waiting to exhale kinda day. I feel so drained. Blah, blah, blah. I guess it started when my boss called me at 5:45am and asked me to come to work. I ended up back at one of my old high schools (yea, I had two- like one isn't bad enough) and one of my old jobs. Both locations are a nightmare relived, thank you. It was the job where I learned the hard way to never, EVER date anyone I work with (and I never have again).
Later, when I came home I cracked open a book for some comfort reading. I was reassured that my perception of things is just an illusion. Thank goodness because my perception today sucked. This too shall pass and all that jazz.
I'm going to pick up some extra $$ babysitting for friend one night a week while she works. Funny how lately, I'm surrounded by children everywhere I turn. For the most part, I find them very easy to like but relieved that I don't have any of my own. The little buggers wear you out!
I'm not posting here as often only because my comp is really temperamental. It's sucks posting on a comp that crashes and won't load for you. It's like being in a relationship where you do all the giving and get nothing in return. It's exhausting.
This weekend I'm taking a road trip with a friend to upstate New York. It will be nice to pack a bag and get away. Hey, I just realized something... the day that I've been complaining about is over!
They say we have to look back at history in order to learn from it and I believe that. This past Friday night Ivan and I went to the Ritz to see George Clooney's latest film, Good Night and Good Luck based on the events of CBS and Edward R. Morrow taking Senator Joe McCarthy to task and shutting him down, back in the fifties. McCarthy rounded up and created a witch hunt for "card carrying" communists. People were fired and blacklisted and scandalized. Fear was everywhere and the government was using it to their advantage. Sound familar?
Clearly Clooney the screenwriter and director of the film, was illustrating similarities with today's terror alerts and the governments ability to profit whether its from rebuilding a town after a hurricane or getting into bed with oil wealthy countries. I especially enjoyed the directors use of actual hearing footage. He could have used actors, but the black and white footage was so authentic and very chilling. A suprise attraction for me was an excellent performance from Robert Downey Jr.
Last year I wrote about going to see a play here in Philadelphia with the local theatre group, Flashpoint Theatre Company. Apparently the company is enjoying further success this year and I'm happy to report Keith Conallen is still on the scene. This year, I plan on attending the production of Between Us. Flashpoint seems to explore the ever changing landscapes of friendship. Always a complicated mine field for most of us, I look forward to seeing how writer Joe Hortua reflects confrontation back to the audience. Confrontation is something I'm never comfortable with. An exciting and entertaining evening, with local talents, check out Between Us before it ends this Sunday.
Support the local arts, it's really fun!!
I went to an afternoon party today and everyone that saw me said they loved my hair. I found this rather disturbing because I was wearing it feathered back! I shudder when I see old styles make their way back. At my old job (the one I hated, you remember) One woman my age actually wore the old Dorothy Hamil. I kid you not! I stared everyday in amazement and wondered who she was paying for that "hairdo homage." (You worked it Karen, oh yes you did girl!) I haven't operated a curling iron in years but the cut, Manhattan hair stylist Sally, gave me seems to lends itself well to being feathered back.
When Mark came to visit me I wore it this way, mostly because it fell into place and it was easier. Mark said he really liked it. I know he would tell me the truth and I trust his sense of style.
I feather it back from the side part as opposed to a middle part. I'm trying to grow my hair longer and for now this seems to work. Deep down in my heart of hearts, I wish I were skinny enough to wear Mia Farrow's old Vidal Sasson cut as seen in Rosemary's Baby. But I have to admit to myself, young and skinny is the only way to pull that off. Guess its the feather head for me.
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"Oh no! Liz is wearing her hair feathered back again!"
Main Entry: con·de·scend
Pronunciation: "kän-di-'send
Function: intransitive verb
Etymology: Middle English, from Middle French condescendre, from Late Latin condescendere, from Latin com- + descendere to descend
1 a : to descend to a less formal or dignified level : UNBEND b : to waive the privileges of rank
2 : to assume an air of superiority
Recently, I bumped into someone that I rarely see. That didn't hinder her from offering me unsolicitated career advice in her ever famous condesending way. Have you ever known anyone like this? You bristle when you see them because you know whats coming. First the questions and then its what you shoulda', coulda' or oughta' do. They have no idea what what your really all about, but they have this burning desire to be "helpful." They don't work now and certainly never had a career to speak of, but they are certain what your next move should be. You are just inches away from fame and fortune if only you would follow the carefully mapped plan they have for your life!
I'm reminded: I don't know whats best for others and unless I'm asked I should keep my thoughts to myself. Ok, just wanted to get this off my chest and put myself in check.
Dan Renzi shares about doing a show with James St James. Of course that leads into him reliving his old NYC nightclub days. I'm thrilled to see I wasn’t the only one having a great time stone cold sober. Well I was and some people have actually doubted me!
Melissa Howard blogs about the whole six degrees of separation thing with her and other noted blogers. Melissa is a HUGE namedropper and so of course I read her site. I'm thrilled to learn I'm not the only person lost in these celebrity blogs. I'm way to up on Nicole Ritchie's weight. Like Melissa, I'm addicted to wasting my time which would explain why this blog has turned into a fan site for James St James and Michael Musto. In any case, I have decided to start writing a movie script. Let's see how well I do fighting the distractions.
Everytime I see an American flag have a burning desire to turn it upside down and slap an anarchist A on it! Century 21 slammed American flags all up and down our street, with their business card on it of course. (Well, you don't expect them to try to not make a BUCK do you??) Later, my Father accused me of stealing all the flags on the street and disposing of them. I guess he knows his daughter huh? I did not however do that although, I think thats an excellent idea. What I did do was throw the one that was on our lawn in the trash. :D