Maria Flashes Her Stuff
Me: former lead singer in a rock n roll band, semi-pro writer (published twice), wanna-be-better musician (guitar, keyboard), former cyber geek (mega RAID rocks, baby! or at least it used to), unrecovered but semi-retired Catholic (hey, I know intellectually that a piece of the holy wafer thrown in the toilet will not bleed, but I�m not about to try it, OK?) of Mex/German/Russian extraction via Miami, AZ (yes, there is such a place) and SF, I enjoy a daily grand celebration of all things Life. Fascinated by science (currently studying the quantum physics theories of string particles and multi-dimensional membrane-universes, such as p-branes and 0-branes, which is where I think 85% of the men I�ve had in my life came from), and world events; anything that a person is so enthralled with that their faces light up when they speak about it. I prefer wine to other spirits, and I enjoy any celebration of life, be it dancing, singing, laughing, eating or drinking (or any of a number of other pleasurable activities that come to mind), and doubly so with a good boson to my fermion along for the adventure.
I crave exchanges of ideas, thoughts, observations and such with someone who can ride the rapids of stream of consciousness with me and enjoy it. I have been referred to as a quirky broad, tempestuous at the right times, free thinking because I will not conform, and certainly independent since my ten years of �occupation� are over (Chapter 1, in which she refers subtly to her failed marriage). My motto is, �alis volat propriis�. If you are the right person, then there are no taboos, no sacred cows, and �if that chick don�t wanna know, forget her�. I may not completely know the difference between Monet and Cezanne, but I do know that I like Monet�s work much more and he had a way cooler beard. I believe the difference between Sri Lanka and Brunei may be as simple as the difference between curry and soy. Or maybe not�
I learned the art of rhetoric from my father; I learned the nuances of sophistry from my ex. I prefer art to nuance.
I thoroughly enjoy people who speak their minds and people who just have a ball every day because life is just so fucking cool.
There. I have just thrown the flaps of my existential raincoat open and bared myself to your scrutiny; you will either say, �Hell Yeah!� or you will dismiss me as just a tad �out there�. Well, let the molecules fall where they may. Pax Vobiscum, y�all.
Boson � Particle that transmits a force
Fermion � Particle that makes up matter
Pax Vobiscum � Peace be with you!