This picture was captured last month by the High Resolution Imaging Science Experiment (HiRISE) camera on board the Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter:
These sand dunes are trapped in an impact crater in the Noachis Terra region of Mars. Sand dunes are among the most widespread wind-formed features on Mars and a great place to camp with proper shelter (it gets a bit blustery). Of course, you have to go with the right extraterrestrials… Continue reading
Friedrich Nietzsche was quoted as saying, “I would believe only in a God that knows how to dance.” Why the hell I’m leading into a post about pole dancing with a Nietzsche quote is a question with deep philosophical implications… that I’m feeling deep in my thighs right about now.
So, last night I participated in Allure Dance Studio’s Valentine’s Pole Recital.
I’ve been taking pole with Allure since November of last year, so I can bring back some skills to teach all my “prosetitutes” on Mars (seems like you have to be able to tame the pole to get those Starmen to spend nowadays.) I love it. I’ve got muscles in my arms. You get an audience when you practice your ass-olates. Plus, you can express yourself… with a booty-pop. I mean, when you make your body talk, everyone listens… especially Benjamin Franklin.
After all, famed erotic dancer and femme fatale Mata Hari once purred (I imagine that she never talked, just vocalized like a kitten) ”dance is a poem of which each movement is a word.” Well, here are a whole bunch of pictures… and they are worth thousands. Continue reading
I’ve been spending more and more time away from Mars and more time in this dusty city by the sea they call Los Angeles. Both places have a lot in common. They are both hollowed-out, dry dust bowls that glow pink and red when the sun hangs just so in the sky. They are both full of aliens. Some say they are both far-out.
I woke up last Saturday to a bleached out day, took my camera to the Santa Monica Pier and snapped off into that familiar sun. Larger from here than it is from home and much brighter, much warmer. I had to take some photos for my scrap book. Things here are so strange…
