Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Fresh from the fight

Don't get me wrong, Thriller was awesome. All of the songs are premium awesomeness personified. We all love it but, THIS almost killed me.
Really. Im going to start smuggling opium or something because I kinda want to punch dance out my predispositions toward corruption of the public good...

You got to hold out for the close up of the old dude and his award worthy crowd point starting at 3:06. Fast forward if you must.

Incredible, right?
Standing ovation, Sir. Kudos.

Everything else I was planning to work on just fell wayward. I will be in my living room with my sweatband memorizing the fuck out of those dance moves. I am sure some babies will be made along the way.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Status Bar

So many little silly projects I have been working on lately, yet nothing really to speak of that is actually completed. I am ok with that for right now. My day planner is a crazy A.D.D mess but, it's nice that it is all just stuff I make up for myself to do, so I can scrap it gleefully at my whimsy and move on to whatever I feel like. That's kinda liberating/fun. It's just so damn hot upstairs...
-Raygun for Halloween= first layer of primer on. Sitting there waiting to paint and make it look more "real" and less toy-esque.
-Space suit mock up= Went delightful though I had some issues with the lining and I need to make a few adjustments before committing to it with the silver deluxe fabric.
-Two vintage dress= patterns basically put together and waiting for the lining. I fucking hate that part so I am using it as an opportunity to practice procrastinating.
-Helmet= Waiting for it to cool down a bit. The glue plus the heat has created some issues. You can see where it has popped off slightly at the very edge. That tubing just doesn't want to be molded in the slightest. I am not even sweating those bitches though.... It's done.
-Astra 1= Started but, I ran out of Elmers. I don't remember ever finishing up an entire bottle of glue before. It's like mustard or nail polish or something. It's always just there as this never ending pit.

I did however finish my camping bikini that I have been slowly working on.
Rocket Bathing Suit
Pretty cute for some scraps at the bottom of my bin. Fits nicely and the fuzziness is tactically pleasant.

This week highlights: the Japan fund has increased to $182.76. Whose laughing now? Also, playing with my super awesome hula hoop and being able to jog all the way to the Burnside Bridge and back like eye of the fucking tiger.

This weeks low points: Rocking a major panic attack in the car on MLK resulting in the need for medication which I don't really prefer anymore. Allergies. Dealing with crispy towels because the dryer broke.

Crunch, Crunch, Crunch.

Testing out theories

Apparently, I ate madness for breakfast because I didn't even know this song existed.
I am slightly embarrassed by my naïveté.
OMD owes me a new pair of pants.

Huh?

The last couple of nights I have had the most bizarre dreams. Almost cliche but, vivid and strange none the less. The first I was in what I think was supposed to be a bathroom. My bathroom. I turned around and there was a spider dangling in front of my face. I was startled and turned around to avoid it just see another little one coming down. Upon closer inspection, I realized they were little crabs and not spiders. I then looked around the huge room and there were tons of various (all smallish) crabs descending all over the place. I didn't panic but, I did indeed quickly leave the room while swatting them away from my head kinda going "what the fuck".

Then, just now I woke up from a dream that within my actual dream, I stopped what I was doing to go develop a photo in my bathroom. While I was developing the picture, it was totally black which was strange because at that point really, I was just dreaming about touching and smelling rather than seeing. It didn't seem weird in my dream though. I just did what I normally do.
Upon processing it was a small hand written letter. A photo of a letter.
More neurotically, it was photo of letter written on a white note card that you would use to make flashcards. I didn't seemed shocked nor do I think I took the actual picture. It simply said:

Hello
Please don't give up on us,
Chick


Just like that. Maybe I am the Chick, Maybe it is from a Chick. Who knows but, it seems positive and that is awesome usually. Then the light came on and I jumped because I didn't want the light to ruin the picture but, then in reality the movie I had on changed scenes to a more bright screen, I guess. It wigged me out in my dream so, I woke up. I took the opportunity to write it down before I forget it.
They both seem such stereo typical dreamy dreams but, both very vivid and stuck with me for a moment after waking up.
I guess Ill watch something else and see what happens. Maybe I'll have another conversation about poetry with an ox on a curb at non existent mall again.
That dream was pretty fun compared to the arachn-crabs.

Good Night.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Bestill my heart, Mr. Tesla

Inside, I feel the same dreamy way about this as I do when I share that first kiss with someone incredible.
You know the one.
Tesla

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Get in that HOLE

See that hole right there?
Ape Caves
We're getting in that hole.
We're getting into that hole for what feels like forever but, is more like 3.5 hours.
We are now very sore, dirty, wet and sleepy.

How about you click the hole and busy yourself for a moment while I go to lay down and try to remember that pain is just weakness leaving the body.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Oh YEAH!!!

Just when I think I love the Japanese so much I could burst, they go and mock me with even more greatness.
It's almost revolting....


I just wanted to add that I extra love the Carp talisman baseball hat logo. You know it is powerful because it makes that universal magikal talisman sound. I love that.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Yeah!!!!

Random

The new local favorite for 3:30 AM snack rage has been all about the rootbeer float Popsicles.
I'm really into them lately for some reason.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Haunting

I had this conversation a few hours ago and honestly, I am still haunted.

I will re-enact the event:

"You had WHAT themed wedding?"
"Disney."
"No."
"What do you mean, No?"
"I do not except that."
"It was beautiful."
"NO. No, it wasn't."
"We thought it was."
"WHO is "we"?"
"Ummm....my husband and I".
"No. He hated that."
"Why would he hate it?"
"Because it sucks hard."
"Luckily I have pictures and you can see that it was
very elegant and pretty."
"No, Luckily for you I got to know you before you decided to horrify me this way."

This is the exact look that came along with this conversation:
Picture 80

Seriously, It gives me chills just replaying it for you.

Who do you want me to be?

I am a gross, sweaty, super tired mess at this moment BUT, I had to take a moment to say that I have only spoken into a microphone once before in my life.
Until tonight that is.
When you get the chance to sing Obsession with the original Animotion Bill Wadhams- One doesn't just walk away.
Oh No, you do not.
You do it.
You do it right.
You know all the words because you used to sing it into a hairbrush.
You then stagger home all sweaty and slightly more complete because you got officially be that blond chick in the video that you emulated when you were twelve.

Somewhere in between "your a butterfly" and "a wild butterfly", I realized that when all of this bullshit is said and done...
I am so glad that the sun shines on me.

Ok, NOW shower, Japan snacks, Tetsuwan Atomu, and sweet sweet sleep.

Oh Yeah, and by the way I am $5.85 closer to Japan. That is how much I found.
Sure, you laugh now....

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Be Kind Rewind

Fuck. I am just going crazy out of my mind with the lack of Japan in my days where there MOST CERTAINLY should be some Japan. It's just killing me. KILLING ME.
So, my plan is to gather all the money I have and can find on the floor/couch/car/New Mexico Pig piggy bank. I am going to put it in a sandwich bag and jog it all the way up to the Wamu. It's going into my special saving account just for Japan.

I want to be back there...NOW.
Please.
Arashiyama
I did it once. I can do it again. Watch as I make it so.
Also, at about 2:30 watch for me jogging up Division and throw some quarters at me or something. You know...for the cause.
After I get back, Ill post the rest of my pictures. I think I only have the lake and Tokyo Part II to go. For now, I added Arashiyama. Sure, it's a suburb of Kyoto but, it was so extra stunning and bittersweet that it deserves a set all to itself.

Half Full

Man, I had the gnarliest dental ordeal on Monday. It was intense.
Also, This time last year, I was discovering Japan. I miss Japan and my friend so much it literally causes me to short circuit, make some sort of whirly clicking sounds, and then nap immediately.
Between the fact that I am here in this pit of disenchantment called America and that I have really grown weary of shots in my mouth,
I have been asleep the better half of Monday at 6:00 til present.
However; My shower just now felt pretty killer so, I decided to share a few things that also felt pretty fulfilling this week...
PJ Soles
Lady Hair
Final Choice
Drafting it up
And last but, not ever least.... superior foreign chocolate.
Daim
I would be embarassed for you to see the list of movies that has played in the last 72 hours in my computer. It's extensive, It's random, and it sadly includes Jesus Christ Vampire Hunter.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

ARE YOU EVEN FUCKING KIDDING ME?

Maybe if you were awesome I would love you as much as I love PJ Soles.
PJ Soles
I Doubt it though, Don't let that stop you from trying.

RED

RED

Thursday, June 4, 2009

So Exiting

Q: Number of shots that I got in the roof of my mouth today?

A:
3

Yeah, as a matter of fact that DOES feel pretty spectacular and I am pretty exited to do it all over again on Monday.
$1600, is perfect. Thank you very much.
It is just super touching to grace me with that right before my Japan Melancholy Memorial Dont-Get-Out-of-Bed-All-Day Day no less.
I just love that.
Guess what else?

Fuck off!