Sunday, February 17, 2008


ok so i got a flickr account. we'll see how i feel about it.

Friday, February 15, 2008

eastern new mexico, summer 2007

V Day

Jane Fonda went on the Today show on NBC to talk about the Vagina Monologues. She said the name of one of these monologues, meant to debunk the fear, stigmatism, and taboo of the vagina, and the network flipped. They made a formal apology because Jane Fonda said "Cunt" and dirty, filthy, unfit for television word. How dare she! But seriously though, the whole point of the Vagina Monologues is that people think that vaginas are dirty and you cannot speak about them in public. On the other hand, saying words like "cock" is totally ok on TV. I am personally outraged, this is why there needs to be the Vagina Monologues in the first place. If you're too scared to talk about vaginas on TV, too nervous that those women who "speak frankly" in these monologues are going to speak frankly in public, then maybe you haven't read about the Vagina Monologues mission statement before you invited them onto your show.

here's the article

here's the video:

sorry Meredith, you offended me.

here's a stupid person who just doesn't get it

Friday, February 1, 2008

Dust in the Wind "Dusty" LaFountain 11.19.1993-1.30.2008

After 15 years of beautiful life, my little Dusty has earned his angel wings protecting the family he loves.
On Tuesday night my mom let him and Luna (the cat) out and told Dusty to protect Luna. Just seconds later she heard noises and saw an animal run by the window. Luna got inside, hair up, totally freaked out. Dusty ran the animal away from the house, but soon his barking stopped. My mom and the neighbor went out and followed the trail and found Dusty as his little head perked up at the sound of her voice. My mom wrapped him in a towel and brought him to the emergency Vet. He had been bitten by the animal (most likely a Bob Cat), and it punctured his esophagus and crushed his adam's apple. They tried to help him for hours, but told my mom he might not make it through surgery and they probably wouldn't be able to fix his wounds.
She made the hard decision to let him die as a hero. My dad said it was like Legends of the Fall, because Dusty was attacked and injured when he was young and survived. Later, as an old man he went out one last time and the beast got the better of him. He was such a wonderful little man, lived through so much, and was with me most of my life. I will never forget him and never stop loving him. Our little hero.

Dusty Days: Photomontages by MarLyn LaFountain

Dusty, India and me as puppies

Leaving for a Rio Grande Elementary field trip, Brush Ranch Summer Camp, and finally Hampshire College

In the spring of 1999 Luna came into our lives

The holidays

Dusty and Luna waiting for me to come home