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Hate Mayo

November 29, 2010 at 6:27 am

someone asked me if i would be embarrassed in ten years

I answered no.  Because it has been almost ten years, and I’m not embarrassed, anymore.  I used to be a lot.  Actually, it just goes in phases. Waning in and out.  I’m sensitive, and cannot be tamed. Nor can I be classified into one emotion. Embarrassment builds character.  So, its good to find humility through humiliation sometimes.  It all means nothing. No one cares. They have their own problems.

this photo is beloved by all at JM Productions. And at my house too.

I think it’s funny.  Hope everyone gets a laugh too.  Or more.  Please, enjoy.  I look at this with love.

fasting forward

those times were so extraordinary. i can’t go back. so i just get to laugh and roll around on the floor. be gross the rest of my life and get grosser as i get older.  and eat it so much that i need to be anorexic. but i can’t!  i love eating it so much.  the grossness of life is all i want to remember.  put my head in the toilet and make me laugh forever. we will share it.

Stroking Her Vanity

November 29, 2010 at 4:52 am

she would like to paint again. encouraged turns courageous at some point

thanks to Thanksgiving. many distractions. create the perfect binge.

should i just bring the fancy feast to dinner, and leave my beautiful orange sweet potatoes?

not this day. ______Giving.

thankful for our beautiful and talented friends

Eric and Bubbers McBough

but my Davey's been down with the sickness :(

Nurse Bozier

i do these every night. with love. pleasure

1981 cancers!!! go crabs

my vanity. i stroke hers

my best friend's girlfriend = new friend for me too. I get in on this

Bambu is not my first best friend. He is more of a buddy, a sidekick.

that's the same way kitty feels about me. I'm more of her sidekick

thankful for my wonderful hairdresser and husband that make my shallow-happiness important and accomplished

if hair sucks. i cry and hate myself. So thankful for Good Hair :)

she would never be my best friend. even if i begged and bribed. her heart is on another planet

knewsprint knudes known knot

November 24, 2010 at 5:53 am

kind of all about the atmosphere. For me. Or else I am suffocated. Not in the auto-erotic way. But stiffled. Censored unLess I can arrange every little, damn beautiful thing.

already archive is waiting to be plucked from the piles. Waiting for me. Wanting me. Needing me to bring them out of obscurity, exile. I’m such a controlling bitch.

They Are pretty. And they don’t even know it yet. The prettiest of their lives

The Morning After Podcast

November 23, 2010 at 1:08 am

It really was early in the morning… and after.  Hollywood comedians with impressive equipment  (real microphones) !  Definitely worth the dangerous ambien-hangover driving.  Cats Rule.


Small Ori Story #1

November 22, 2010 at 6:54 am

would it be different? or be the same, in a good way. I don't want to change.

would it be different? or be the same, in a good way. I don't want to change.

would it be different? or be the same, in a good way. I don't want to change.

What would happen if I wrote on this blog?  Maybe the same as when I wear my ultra-sexy panties underneath clothes, without intentions of stripping down to get attention.  That’s more like my life now.  I just want to get naked and stay that way.  But I have to put on clothing, for society and weather.  I have to clothe up, and seek my attention from elsewhere.  And for new reasons.  I can’t live without it.  So I have to get wise.  My husband won’t let me act stupid, for my own good.  Because he loves me, and I respect his wishes.  I have to enrich my talents.  God, that’s more work than I have done in 10 years.So, now I am a writer.  As well as a goofball.  And wife.  And Excellent cock sucker, baker and vegan cook.

Will this blog be good if I weigh it down with words?  I mean, some anorexic girls look better with an extra pile of meat on their skulls.  But I’d rather just put a big wig or pile of extensions on beautiful, emaciated perfection.  I love thin more than words can describe.   My words will merely be the strands of which to frame the perfect skeleton.  Fashion face needs unrealistic hair.  And I would have loved to be a hairdresser, if I hadn’t chosen porn.  Or nails. Or colonics. I love poop.


November 22, 2010 at 6:14 am

what are you doing with your time, wisely?

gone off to worship and swoon in the presence of Great musicians

greatest musicians. worship and swoon.

keeping David Hurles from being attacked by that crucifix in his sleep. Throwing farlic garts at the cross.

National Everybody Jump in Bed With a Beddridden Day!!! It's fun Nov.16th

My Davey is working on his new Butt Book! I'm so proud :)

forcing me to be a part of the family. I have love. I just stand off a distance most times.

Bieber Cake for Baby Ri

and I still do whatever the fuck I want.

and I want to be weird and connect with you

Octavio is helping me have a message. Depth. Not just of field.

this field has some depth all right

Davey took me to my first football game- thanks to a rad uncle!!

his work is never done with me. Le 24 hour love inspiration information sex shoppe

I've been a difficult woman

hard to please. please please me. oh yeah. like I please you.

Ornette Coleman, I am honored to be an O with you, Sir!

don't forget about Bu ! it happens, but we try to make up for it.

handsome old baby. a concerned fellow

the best. we are lucky this boy is ours. I love you Bambu!! and will try to appreciate you more. I'm sorry if I ignore you too much. I'm selfish. and you love me anyway. Bu.

ghost of awful. eternally doing whatever the fuck she wants.

Stage Whisper

November 5, 2010 at 6:15 pm

Donut Times

November 4, 2010 at 1:39 pm

networking at DTime

cup o’noodles or meth – what can I get for you?

pimps try to size up Dodd.  But they never will.


November 3, 2010 at 11:54 pm