miromi

I could say a lot of things right now but I’ve been in a contemplative mood today. Everyone’s wishing me well on this special day, and I’m grateful!

I had dinner with my good friend from college and her girlfriend, who told a really funny life story. She grew up a little deaf and somewhat poor, and the kids at school bullied her mercilessly, so much that she had to drop out and be home-schooled. The boy who ragged on her the most was a ski champion, so she decided that she was going to be better than him. She took that negative energy and turned it into something new.

Since her family wasn’t wealthy, her uncle got a job at the ski patrol so she could get free lift tickets. Her mother knew nothing about skiing, but they found her some clothes and walked her up to the tops of black diamond runs and threw the child down, telling her to “Go! Go! Go!” There’s something very freeing about simply going at something and not seeking other people’s approval.

The little girl grew and grew and became so good at skiing that she won a ski scholarship and that’s how she paid for her university. She eventually decided to pursue something else, but she was training with the Olympic team and told me, “You could throw me out of a helicopter and I’d be fine going down,” and I laughed. And all of it because a little boy who was a ski champion was a jerk to the person that was different. She could probably ski his brains out right now, but it didn’t even matter anymore, did it?

It was a nice lesson, because I feel I’ve been putting my negative experiences away and trying to accept things as they are, which is the worst possible choice. You shouldn’t be fully content with the way things are, because it eliminates personal responsibility. The way the world is is not the best way it should be. Isn’t that obvious?

Instead, it’s much better to channel that negative energy into something useful. I hung out with someone who went on about his pro snowboarding career, and then I had a horrible flashback to all the times I listened to men talk about their music/snowboarding/art careers, and the things they’d done, and it’s a lot more interesting doing something than being the wife or girlfriend of someone who did something.

I think I’m built differently or maybe I’m not. There’s something genetically off with me where I don’t become gooey seeing men drive around in Porsches and order champagne bottles. It must be the same gene that controls high heel wearing ability, because I suck at that too. It must be such a relief to be able to erase your identity, take on the Mrs. and someone else’s last name and go into cruise control for the rest of your life. But Jenny Sanford also became a much cooler person after her husband’s scandal and a much better mother. I’m confused about why she would give up her amazing career to become a Stepford wife. Maybe Tiger Woods’ wife will  reach out and do great things. Just think of what kind of a role model she’d be for her kids if she switched from being a lady who lunches to a professional surfer.

So yes, it’s a new year, and you know, a very special day today. I’m very conscious of my decisions lately, which is what comes with age. I’m lucky that I never became a Stepford wife, and I’m probably too old to ever become one now, so it’s been a good life so far. There are many things I regret, but also many things I was so fortunate to avoid.  I didn’t become a religious fanatic, never married a rich man, never caved in and became normal. I never fit in with the Hollywood crowd (thank Goddess!)  and instead discovered the much more creative and fascinating world of the Los Angeles underground. I never got an M.F.A. and never stepped on baby kittens.

Listening to all these men talk about their wonderful achievements, I realized that it was inspiring instead of impressive, and I would do things too just like them. These old roles are silly and even worse, boring. Why just let things be?  Let’s keep on progressing, folks!

I listened to this tune over the years… how does he know how I feel? There are so many happy people but also so many snakes, and you have to learn how to live with the snakes but not become one to get up the mountain…. and not let them get to you, because then you forget the beauty as well.

And I get help from the most unlikely places, as the kindest people are the most surprising: the ex-convicts, soccer moms, hipsters, real estate agents, SUV drivers and even the investment bankers.  Just teasing you.

At times I think I’m nice, clutch my genitalia
With the type of rhymes, that’ll derail ya
Train of thought, 2-3 Uptown
On the iron horse, self esteem slows down
A humble type of fella, I count my blessings troop
But I’m countin more blessings than I count loot
Got a heart full of kindness, pocket full of lint balls
Everywhere I go yo, try and avoid the pitfalls (damn)
I understand, things don’t come easy
Try to stay away from those who’s sleazy
Ways portrays it reflects on the business
I wanna know (why Jorge?) cause I’m Kurious

Full lyrics

Kurious – I’m Kurious

* I’m Kurious!!! * (2X)
“I wanna know what’s on your mind..”

[Kurious]
One two check, start the analysis
Why am I placed, in a situation wack as this?
Enquiring minds want to know; Kurious Jorge
Creativity from the mind and then so
At times I think I’m nice, clutch my genitalia
With the type of rhymes, that’ll derail ya
Train of thought, 2-3 Uptown
On the iron horse, self esteem slows down
A humble type of fella, I count my blessings troop
But I’m countin more blessings than I count loot
Got a heart full of kindness, pocket full of lint balls
Everywhere I go yo, try and avoid the pitfalls (damn)
I understand, things don’t come easy
Try to stay away from those who’s sleazy
Ways portrays it reflects on the business
I wanna know (why Jorge?) cause I’m Kurious

* I’m Kurious!!! * (4X)
“I wanna know what’s on your mind..”

[Kurious]
Am I to think I’m all that cause my rocket’s on the rise?
(Hell no) With the surface, I still got ties
Besides what goes up, has got to come down
I know the day’ll come when I’m broke and back around
my old block cool, cause I love everyone
From my man Big Tone on down to Little Damien
And then I’m thinkin of the past, remiscin on a 40
Alcoholism started back when I was shorty
I praise the Lord, my soul to keep
And think of how peaceful it is when I sleep
Cold lampin in my rest, all the stress and pain
Combination for success, razor and a vain? (chill)
Maybe.. but my inner self saves me
Got me in control, when I’m feelin crazy
Peace to my mother, you know I love ya
And to my dog Sampson, I love you too

* I’m Kurious!!! * (4X)
“I wanna know what’s on your mind..”

“On the streets, Kurious like Jorge!” -> Pete Nice

[Kurious]
Verse three rolls around, situation’s brighter
Easin on the breaks, subject matter’s lighter
Kurious Jorge, with a J not a G
A smooth flowin brother and I brought forth the
style that flexes, from here to Texas
Don’t own a Lexus, so opposite sexes
commence to diss – why must you be material?
Dissed it cause I flipped it and I ate ya like cereal
Sex ain’t literal, no clitoral stimulation
from the tongue, just a rhyme well brung
First class delivery like a Fed-Ex folder
As I look back in the days, I never was a
Casanova type brother, Valentino lover
Nor the fly guy but hey well I tried
Damn hard I must add, listen and trust dad
When he told me, “Yo Jorge, youse a cool mother..”

* I’m Kurious!!! * (7X)