Rockcrit and A-Mama Ann Powers thinks way too hard sometimes

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Overdue Goodbye

I'm shutting down this blog. I know, I really did so long ago. But now it's formally dead. I think I'm gonna start another one so look for it.....meanwhile read me at latimes.com

xakp

10 Comments:

Blogger Stephanie M said...

Well, it's always nice to polish it off, rather than let it die all alone. As you once said, the personal stuff goes in a diary.

12:38 PM

 
Anonymous honeybfly said...

Thanks for the official sign off. See you soon!

7:09 PM

 
Anonymous David Comay said...

Sorry to see the blog shutdown but looking forward to see where you might start another (and until then, your LA Times article will just have to do!)

12:34 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

yo ann! before you disappear completely .. please email christa hillhouse at chillhouse@chillhousemedia.com because i desperately need to ask you a question!!!!

thanks,
christa

ps: how the hell are ya???!!!!

9:06 AM

 
Blogger 逛街 said...

No pains, no gains..........................

4:47 PM

 
Anonymous オテモヤン said...

オナニー
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5:40 PM

 
Blogger 健康保寶 said...

從人生中拿走友誼,猶如從生活中移走陽光........................................

4:12 AM

 
Blogger Richard said...

Hi Ann,

Would you like to take a wonderful adventure???
Where is the best place to send my thoughts and some pics.
My mother, who inspired my creative mind has the same birth mont and day.
This is synchronicity not conincedence.

609-439-2750

9:09 AM

 
Blogger Richard said...

ARTIST INSPIRED

In between where pixies dance and angels come to sing
Is a place where I must earn my wings
Spinning and whirling which way does the world turn
Living and dying will I be reborn or burn
Touch me can’t you feel my heart pounding
Kiss me my lips sweetly glisten for yours

I have heard you in a dream taking me there
In a river of truth I poured into the ocean
Sin breaking along the baron stones
In your voice I felt a powerful position
I felt a life ending a resurrection beginning
Awakening awareness to a spiritual new height
Rushing in came the words of so many others
The search for one man in his solitude
Imagination of creative critical overload
The rules left to be challenged and tried
Mother Nature asked to offer her nurturing
Father time stood silently watching the world
Battles fought everlasting new souls in play
It’s amazing the transformation of those saved
Take a magic carpet ride through the corridors of my mind
No forward no backward just new memories you may find
Boundaries are only set by how far you’re willing to go
Only to be stopped by what you don’t want to know
Richard Joseph Yessian

9:17 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

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1:36 AM

 

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