I went crazy with the pictures. Got some sweet shots. I do love my camera.
Lookey-loo....
Please take time to notice how gossamer rays gleam down onto the Limo of Mr. Stevie Wonder. Like a funky miracle.
Friday, August 31, 2007
Field Day
The season was upon us for my employers "Summer Event". It was like field day for adults. Open bar, ribs, and Stevie Wonder all hosted via the EdgeField. Food was good, WiFi was good, my co-workers are decent people, and Stevie was predictably rad.
I went crazy with the pictures. Got some sweet shots. I do love my camera.
Lookey-loo....
Please take time to notice how gossamer rays gleam down onto the Limo of Mr. Stevie Wonder. Like a funky miracle.
I went crazy with the pictures. Got some sweet shots. I do love my camera.
Lookey-loo....
Please take time to notice how gossamer rays gleam down onto the Limo of Mr. Stevie Wonder. Like a funky miracle.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Toro Nagashi
Toro Nagashi is the floating of paper lanterns on the last evening of Obon, to guide the spirits in their journey.
Here is a pictorial celebration of my journey to Obon through Toro Nagashi.
Supplies
Craftyness
Kinkos
Grandma
Kanji for Grandma
Illumination
Release
One lantern was for my Grandma. No one loved me as much as she did.
One lantern was a farwell for a departing friend.
One lantern was for my partner in crime who was greatly missed.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Space Winter
"It gets cold in space this time of year, Captian".
"I have the perfect thing for just such occations, Scotty".
Found this pattern online today.
Im not naming names but, someone special is going to have a cozy space Christmas this year.
"I have the perfect thing for just such occations, Scotty".
Found this pattern online today.
Im not naming names but, someone special is going to have a cozy space Christmas this year.
Hanami
Today instead of working I have been learning all about Hanami. Hanami is the Japanese art/study/celebration of flower observation. Though the term litterally translates to "Flower Veiwing" it is almost always referring to the beloved Cherry Blossom.
Hanami is an anual event held across Japan. In modern-day Japan, hanami mostly consists of a wicked excuse to party under the sakura trees (AKA- Cherry Blossom).
Behold the party people....
My boss lived in Japan. He tells me that the pronuciation of the Kanji for "flower viewing" is very close to the Kanji pronuciation for "nose viewing". Your choice...flowers or noses. Both valid reasons to celebrate.
Follow the link above and learn a little today, Love the Japanese a little more than you did yesterday, And stay tuned for the posting to honor Obon soon to come....I only have two days remaining to be proper.
Jaa, mata atashita (see you later)
Hanami is an anual event held across Japan. In modern-day Japan, hanami mostly consists of a wicked excuse to party under the sakura trees (AKA- Cherry Blossom).
Behold the party people....
My boss lived in Japan. He tells me that the pronuciation of the Kanji for "flower viewing" is very close to the Kanji pronuciation for "nose viewing". Your choice...flowers or noses. Both valid reasons to celebrate.
Follow the link above and learn a little today, Love the Japanese a little more than you did yesterday, And stay tuned for the posting to honor Obon soon to come....I only have two days remaining to be proper.
Jaa, mata atashita (see you later)
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Alternatives for Tuesday
Maybe semi-crapday, whateverday, takeitorleaveitday?
All better options that Tuesday. I was sick today. Again. Its getting to be a trial.
Needless to say productivity is sub-par. I woke up at 2:00 PM. Vainly attempted to work from home for a spell while watching Killer Klowns from Outer Space.
I did manage to finish up the rocket pencil skirt I made.
I took a cool bath and read some more Confederacy of Dunces. I'm feeling pretty shitty so as an "feel better" entree to the bath appetizer I plan to lay down, watch Frogs, and study a bit of French.
The only entertainment I can offer is this saucy little photo I found while organizing my photo folders. I had taken a while back at my work. Its a large plaster relief work that was in the front lobby.
Sometimes you just get lucky and roll into something that wonderful.
All better options that Tuesday. I was sick today. Again. Its getting to be a trial.
Needless to say productivity is sub-par. I woke up at 2:00 PM. Vainly attempted to work from home for a spell while watching Killer Klowns from Outer Space.
I did manage to finish up the rocket pencil skirt I made.
I took a cool bath and read some more Confederacy of Dunces. I'm feeling pretty shitty so as an "feel better" entree to the bath appetizer I plan to lay down, watch Frogs, and study a bit of French.
The only entertainment I can offer is this saucy little photo I found while organizing my photo folders. I had taken a while back at my work. Its a large plaster relief work that was in the front lobby.
Sometimes you just get lucky and roll into something that wonderful.
Monday, August 27, 2007
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Weekend Invatational
I can only hope for your sake you were smart like me and had yourself a completely rad weekend.
If you were, you would have started your weekend off with some quality time with a stone cold fox and watching a movie containing a savory mustache.
Following, You might have mixed in a proper road trip, like I opted for. In the name of pseudo-science, we rolled up to Gold Hill, Oregon to visit the Oregon Vortex.
Got some nice photos and some forbidden video clips.
House of Mystery
In this shot, I was using all the upright I could muster.
If you were, you would have started your weekend off with some quality time with a stone cold fox and watching a movie containing a savory mustache.
Following, You might have mixed in a proper road trip, like I opted for. In the name of pseudo-science, we rolled up to Gold Hill, Oregon to visit the Oregon Vortex.
Got some nice photos and some forbidden video clips.
House of Mystery
In this shot, I was using all the upright I could muster.
Above this post is the video of the uphill bottle.
Yeah, its dark but, we all love the childhood wonder of optical illusions.
Smart people also appreciate a good rest stop.
Then later- get really sick, watch Revenge of the Nerds IV, and sleep for 12 hours (all optional).
Ill assume because we are all totally rad here, you then awoke to Hot Child in the City, decided that was the universe telling you get crackin' on a baby blanket, kicked it in some Japanese slippers all day, and then brought the weekend on home with some succulent Chinese cuisine.
If it turns out you were smart like me, then we can all go relax now and read a bit of Confederacy Of Dunces. Maybe finish up that pork fried rice? If you have realized now that you weren't as smart as you had thought, lucky for you there is not just one weekend because you totally blew it.
Yeah, its dark but, we all love the childhood wonder of optical illusions.
Smart people also appreciate a good rest stop.
Then later- get really sick, watch Revenge of the Nerds IV, and sleep for 12 hours (all optional).
Ill assume because we are all totally rad here, you then awoke to Hot Child in the City, decided that was the universe telling you get crackin' on a baby blanket, kicked it in some Japanese slippers all day, and then brought the weekend on home with some succulent Chinese cuisine.
If it turns out you were smart like me, then we can all go relax now and read a bit of Confederacy Of Dunces. Maybe finish up that pork fried rice? If you have realized now that you weren't as smart as you had thought, lucky for you there is not just one weekend because you totally blew it.
How to Make a Baby
Step 1: Take a little of this fabric...
And a little of this sherbert fur....
Place them together so they can be friends.
Step 2: Cement their friendship with yarn.
Step 3: Continue to do that forever.
Step 3.5: Make sure the back is not fucked up.
Step 4: Find yourself a containment unit.
Step 5: Kick back and take some pictures.
Step 6: Find two people, make them fall in love, poke holes in their condoms, then sit back at the baby shower and let the compliments fly.
And a little of this sherbert fur....
Place them together so they can be friends.
Step 2: Cement their friendship with yarn.
Step 3: Continue to do that forever.
Step 3.5: Make sure the back is not fucked up.
Step 4: Find yourself a containment unit.
Step 5: Kick back and take some pictures.
Step 6: Find two people, make them fall in love, poke holes in their condoms, then sit back at the baby shower and let the compliments fly.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Enter Cool Title Here
I got all settled to write up the first blog and its a lot harder than I thought.
I think Ill start with normal what I'm doing, what today was like..
Then maybe throw in some stories...later add cooler things. Spice it up a bit. Ill ween my fingers into it.
Today was like a negative fiesta that I begrudgingly wadded through. After work I came home and took the tattoo fabric that I am using to create a baby blanket for my friends offspring up to the fabric store. On my way there I saw the elusive Garfield suction cup stuff animal in a window of a neighboring car. Scored a photo of that. I hate those so much. Thinking about it fills me with rage. In a battle between the Garfield shit and the Calvin praying to the cross....fuck me, I don't know.
The ladies at the fabric shop were bitchy and slow as usual. Constant as the sunrise.
Doro and I went to the CD Game Exchange to feed some habits. I looked for Katamari. Ended up with Amityville Horror (old), Dolls (oh yes, its very very bad), Casablana (odd that I have not seen it but, I hear the ladies love it), and a sci-fi box set of stuff (dreamy sigh).
I finished Harry Potter. Felt damn good to finish a book. I'm without question pro-reading but, its been a long time that I finished a book that quickly. Lets give a shout out to the meds.
Anyway, I swear I almost shed a tear. I don't have physical reactions to books. I read them, I love them, I am moved emotionally and sometimes spiritually even but, rarely do they scare me, make me laugh out loud or cry. Even the few that did bring that out, the freakage was more to due me reflecting it into my life and not prompted by the actual story. That sounds more intense that it is...For example, the only book that comes to mind that made me cry was a book about Nostradamus. He doesn't make me cry. His life doesn't either. It was the rabbit hole of apocalyptic unpreparedness that it unleashed. I started crying.I laid in bed for a week. If you love me don't ever let me watch apocalyps week on the history channel. I remember saying to someone, "I don't even have bullets or soup...I'm fucked".
In retrospect, that's a pretty good life motto.
Things to look forward to this coming week are working on some projects tomorrow evening, going on an expedition in the car with my favorite, making lanterns to float down the river to celebrate the Japanese holiday Ubon, crazy IKEA snack foods, going on an archaeological dig for the Atari 2600 woody console in my dad's attic (its a helmet occasion), and getting ready to roll to SF for a gathering of the minds.
Alas, it is time for me to go read some tutorials JT sent me (so I too can mesmerize with the interactive blogging), finish my delicious juice, and watch War of the Robots.
Tomorrow we shall try for something cooler to report, shall we?
I think Ill start with normal what I'm doing, what today was like..
Then maybe throw in some stories...later add cooler things. Spice it up a bit. Ill ween my fingers into it.
Today was like a negative fiesta that I begrudgingly wadded through. After work I came home and took the tattoo fabric that I am using to create a baby blanket for my friends offspring up to the fabric store. On my way there I saw the elusive Garfield suction cup stuff animal in a window of a neighboring car. Scored a photo of that. I hate those so much. Thinking about it fills me with rage. In a battle between the Garfield shit and the Calvin praying to the cross....fuck me, I don't know.
The ladies at the fabric shop were bitchy and slow as usual. Constant as the sunrise.
Doro and I went to the CD Game Exchange to feed some habits. I looked for Katamari. Ended up with Amityville Horror (old), Dolls (oh yes, its very very bad), Casablana (odd that I have not seen it but, I hear the ladies love it), and a sci-fi box set of stuff (dreamy sigh).
I finished Harry Potter. Felt damn good to finish a book. I'm without question pro-reading but, its been a long time that I finished a book that quickly. Lets give a shout out to the meds.
Anyway, I swear I almost shed a tear. I don't have physical reactions to books. I read them, I love them, I am moved emotionally and sometimes spiritually even but, rarely do they scare me, make me laugh out loud or cry. Even the few that did bring that out, the freakage was more to due me reflecting it into my life and not prompted by the actual story. That sounds more intense that it is...For example, the only book that comes to mind that made me cry was a book about Nostradamus. He doesn't make me cry. His life doesn't either. It was the rabbit hole of apocalyptic unpreparedness that it unleashed. I started crying.I laid in bed for a week. If you love me don't ever let me watch apocalyps week on the history channel. I remember saying to someone, "I don't even have bullets or soup...I'm fucked".
In retrospect, that's a pretty good life motto.
Things to look forward to this coming week are working on some projects tomorrow evening, going on an expedition in the car with my favorite, making lanterns to float down the river to celebrate the Japanese holiday Ubon, crazy IKEA snack foods, going on an archaeological dig for the Atari 2600 woody console in my dad's attic (its a helmet occasion), and getting ready to roll to SF for a gathering of the minds.
Alas, it is time for me to go read some tutorials JT sent me (so I too can mesmerize with the interactive blogging), finish my delicious juice, and watch War of the Robots.
Tomorrow we shall try for something cooler to report, shall we?
The Dawning
In a temporary moment of sanity I desided to break up with Myspace and move over to the blog.
Recently, I was diagnosed with ADHD. For anyone who knows me for approximately 5 minutes ...probably not a shocker. It was rough all the same, ill write more about that at a later hour. Needless to say I have lots of random thoughts, hobbies, and innerspecies relations.
I wanted something mindblowing for my first blog. Instead it was a floodgate of billions of thoughts all that I have deduced as trite however; I will do my best to entertain you with a catalog of random, possibly entertaining, horrifically honest bull shit and blantant corruption of the public good.
Recently, I was diagnosed with ADHD. For anyone who knows me for approximately 5 minutes ...probably not a shocker. It was rough all the same, ill write more about that at a later hour. Needless to say I have lots of random thoughts, hobbies, and innerspecies relations.
I wanted something mindblowing for my first blog. Instead it was a floodgate of billions of thoughts all that I have deduced as trite however; I will do my best to entertain you with a catalog of random, possibly entertaining, horrifically honest bull shit and blantant corruption of the public good.
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