peeps

tonight is the Peep roasting party.

i showed Tim a picture of BBQ-ed peeps.
Tim told some people about the idea.
people started hounding us to host a peep party.

tonight. 7pm. our place.
12 boxes of peeps
20 people
and 4 Christmas trees to burn.

hope the cops don't come.

Nebraska...

where to start.. where to start....

well, we started by accusing poor product design on a gadget made in China.

went to the Lutheran soup supper. for $4, all you can eat ham sandwiches, chili or chicken noodle and 9 kinds of pie. I had an AMAZING piece of mullberry pie.

there was later a joke about some one thought something smelled funny. mush have been the Lutherans... HA

had a baked potato w/ broccoli cheese soup for $3.50

had hamburger and fries at the Legion for $4.50

was told to eat an orange- then told it would probably be too dry.

was told to eat a sandwich, then was told the bread was probably too dry.

my grandmother didn't know anyone involved w/ the Grammys, except for Miley Cyrus- who she though was a sweet young girl.

She didn't know why anyone would want to see any of the performers in concert. including Elton John.

i know there was a lot more. but i have blanked on it for now.

really amazing. high on my list of impressive things from the internet today.

Super Great Excellent Saturday Time (or, Experimenting With Google Translator)

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this is such a weird title. really it should be SUPER DUPER COOL PENCIL CARVING SCULPTURES. in caps. just like that.

huh?

my deodorant clames to make me feel "fresh" and "invigorated." when was the last time your deodorant made you feel invigorated?

cool

got a "totally looks like" selected!*









*yes. i know it was designed to look like a penguin. i was just hoping to get one in.

i love this

best thing i have seen all day. check it.

bus

i saw a girl on the bus wearing a rosery like it was bling. w?

the bus

on the bus: a woman feeding her 2yr old fire cheetos and Dr. Pepper.

a guide dog licking my toes.

LCL:

pink barret, pink sweatshirt, pink and pink floral pants, pink keds, pink purse. all the same light pink- of course.

update... guess its been a moth.. this is not everyday, but close.

april, pretty much

odd news

wow. so Allison Hannigon is a mom.. with a child with an unpronounceable name... and she married Wesley. who know?
ok prolly Sara did. clearly I didn't.

its mealting....

view from the back door this morning. Work was open. some schools remand closed.

went for a walk. this is Colorado folks. so the streets are melted, and things are drying out.

saw this too. the garages in our neighborhood regularly get tagged. thought its should tell you something, that only the garages on the ends of blocks get tagged. were pretty safe. I think this is a great retaliation. both a fuck you to unimaginative taggers and a forced outlook in these gloom and doom news days.

intresting idea.

maybe i have just been oblivious [that's never happened before] but i have never seen such as thing as this.

i drive by this building everyday. it was empty for FOREVER. then one day there was a sign. Jam Space USA.

basically they have rehearsal rooms, recording space and music lessons. you can go, rent some room time. they have some instruments there- so you don't have to bring your full drum kit every time.

it just seems pretty cool.

the bus

i was excited last nigh-t as i waited for the bus at Metro. the sun was set, but i could still see the outline of mountains and clouds. do you know what this means? this means that i may soon be walking home in light. i have never enjoyed being out by myself at night. i don't care if it is only 6:30. when its dark its dark.

i don't like the bus because its slow.

i do like the bus because its great people watching.

last night, girl and her mother got on across from me. i say girl, but she was prolly in high school, and i didn't conclude that it was a girl until about half way through my ride. the mother was 50ish. overweight. stringy gray hair that had been dyed hot pink, but was very faded. both had their tungs pierced. both looked like men.

the other day there was a guy sitting by the front. he looked like Bob Ross- only his fro was bleached. he was still wearing the same cloths from the 70s too. no, not 70s styled. litteraly, this guy has been wearing these cloths since the 70s. i finally figured out that he was keeping tally of how many people got on and off and which stops.

there was also a you black guy. prolly early 20s. he had his itouch, $200 jeans, $100 jacket, $150 Nike's. he was dressed well. looked nice and respectable. had a bag. but was very visibly carrying a mac air book. why? this would have fit in his bag. and would have slightly decreased that chances of him getting jumped for everything he had on him.

1977 pennys- pt. 2

continuation:

Also, judging by the sheer amount of matching his/hers outfits, I'm guessing that in 1977 it was considered pretty stylish for couples to dress alike. These couples look happy, don't they?


And nothing showcases your everlasting love more than the commitment of matching bathing suits. That, and a blonde girl with a look on her face that says "I love the way your junk fights against that fabric."


Then, after the lovin', you can relax in your one-piece matching terry cloth jumpsuits:

I could go on, but I'm tired, and my eyes hurt from this trip back in time. I think it's the colors. That said, I will leave you with these tasteful little numbers:

Man, that's sexy.

1977 pennys- pt. 1

and just when i thought i didn't have anything to post to day, some one at work sent this on to me. I am required to share.

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Last weekend I put an exhaust fan in the ceiling for my wife's grandfather. While my wife's brother and I were fitting the fan in between the joists, we found something under the insulation. What we found was this: A JC Penney catalog from 1977. It's not often blog fodder just falls in my lap, but holy hell this was two solid inches of it, right there for the taking.I thumbed through it quickly and found my next dining room set, which is apparently made by adding upholstery to old barrels:
Also, I am totally getting this for my bathroom
:
There's plenty more home furnishings where those came from, however I'm not going to bore you with that. Instead, I'm going to bore you with something else. The clothes.

The clothes are fantastic. Here's how to get your ass kicked in elementary school:

Just look at that belt. It's like a boob-job for your pants. He probably needed help just to lift it into place. The belt loops have to be three inches long. And way to pull them up to your armpits, grandpa.

Here's how to get your ass kicked in high school:

This kid looks like he's pretending to be David Soul, who is pretending to be a cop who is pretending to be a pimp that everyone knows is really an undercover cop. Who is pretending to be 15.

Here's how to get your ass kicked on the golf course:

This "all purpose jumpsuit" is, according to the description, equally appropriate for playing golf or simply relaxing around the house. Personally, I can't see wearing this unless you happen to be relaxing around your cell in D-block. Even then, the only reason you should put this thing on is because the warden made you, and as a one-piece, it's slightly more effective as a deterrent against ass-rapery.

Here's how to get your ass kicked pretty much anywhere:
If you look at that picture quickly, it looks like Mr. Bob "No-pants" Saget has his hand in the other guy's pocket. In this case, he doesn't, although you can tell just by looking at them that it's happened - or if it hasn't happened it will. Oh yes. It will. As soon as he puts down his matching coffee cup.

Here's how to get your ass kicked at the beach:
He looks like he's reaching for a gun, but you know it's probably just a bottle of suntan lotion in a holster.

How to get your ass kicked in a meeting:


If you wear this suit and don't sell used cars for a living, I believe you can be fined and face serious repercussions, up to and including termination. Or imprisonment, in which case you'd be forced to wear that orange jumpsuit.

How to get your ass kicked on every day up to and including St. Patrick's Day

Dear god in heaven, I don't believe that color exists in nature. There is NO excuse for wearing either of these ensembles unless you're working as a body guard for the Lucky Charms leprechaun.

In this next one, Your Search For VALUE Ends at Penneys.

As does your search for chest hair.



And this -- Seriously. No words.
Oh wait, it turns out that there are words after all. Those words are What. The. F*ck. I'm guessing the snap front gives you quick access to the chest hair. The little tie must be the pull tab.

today i

to day i had:

a woman ring my doorbell so i could tell her about my scooter.

a black Lincoln with tinted windows pull up next to me at a light. the window went down, and a very large black man with a gold tooth said, "Baby you look fine up on that thing." all i could say was "thank you." he laughed and the window went up.

today i:

talked to my sister in law about her wedding dress and what shoes she should wear. she has some running ideas that are so totally wonderful and her.

today i went:

to the dr.
looks like i have a bad sinus infection/broncitus kinda thign. go go antibiotics!

NEW SHOES!

For those of you who dont know, i have a meta/ plastic skin alergy. I also have a dislike for wearing shoes and resort to flip flops. i go through a pair of fabric sole flip flops from Target every few weeks or so- total distruction.***
this sumer after some trial and error i have found a pair of everyday, all the time. at least thats what i hope.

my goal here is to *remember* to take photos of them once a week. will these nice all leather, $100 flip flops last me through the summer or longer? i certainly hope so.


*** i have no idea why the above typed as a link. i cant make it stop.

tattoos

I went with my brother-in-law to get his tattoo this weekend. this was fun as i have never been to a tattoo parlor. he was getting a tattoo that he had designed and i have helped him finalize the art on. the design has significant meaning to him and was a birthday present.
i was impressed by the shop. it was large, nice, clean, everyone was friendly and no one was pushy.
I have wanted to tattoo since i was about 8. they have gone in and out of style over the years, along with location popularity. i have a couple different things i would like to get. One is a technical illustration of a lotus- but I've always been afraid that it would end up blurring.
i want a stylized koi, made to look like painted ink on my hip.
i want a large colored peonies with sparrows on my back.

i think tim would look hot with sleeves. :)

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i got an oil change and fluid change and general inspection on my scoot this weekend. the price has about doubled in the last 2 years since i purchased it. Tim has pointed out that this is really not a bad maintenance fee to pay. though I'm pissed that it costs me almost $10 to fill up now. when i bought it i was buying a full tank of premium with pocket change- literally.
(CAUTION: BELOW IS A RANT. SKIP IF YOU DONT WANT TO HEAR BITCHING.)
i have said this before and i will say it again. i continue to want to be more involved with Denver scooter culture. but not knowing anyone it it makes it terribly intimidating. every time i go to one of the local scoot shops i leave pissed off. service is slow and often crappy. at one point when i first got into it and was buying a jacket among other things, i was at a shop for 2 hrs, trying on everything in the store, trying to get the right fit, etc. no one talked to me. no one ever said hi. when i finally found an employee [they were hanging out gossiping] and asked for help, they couldn't tell me anything and offered no service. i complained at some point on a scooter forum, that i was a noob. and just trying to get info and help, and was super disappointed in the local shops. later some one posted that i was wrong to hate on the locals, and that in fact one of them was a woman owned shop and she would be horrified to hear that service was crappy. HERE ME NOW: if you have women saying "i am getting no and bias service because i am a woman- because it was completely different when i was in these shops with my father- then you need to take a look at how you are conducting business. don't alienate new buyers and riders and women."
if anyone knows of a local shop that handles vespas, that is not erico or sportique, please let me know.

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The below link is to a series of lectures being hosted by Belmar Lab.
http://www.belmarlab.org/mixedtaste2008.php

we missed the first one, but hope to make it to several this summer.

snow, again

well, were on week 6 here.
they say more on tues and thursday too....

from my window i can see a snow bolder. yes, a boulder. interestingly this boulder was not always there. in fact it appeared at some point in the last week. i don't know where it came from, it is not of the normal plow pack drifts that still plague our city. tomorrow i will investigate.

it occurs to me that i forgot to get Popsicles at the store... i remembered the wine though. it also appears that i forgot about not drinking wine from a tumbler...

my room is gone..... today was it.... may father was already in there scarping tape and glow-stars off the wall. i would feel bad about all the stuff on the ceiling, but i'm too pissed about the whole thing. so let them deal w/ it. they wanted the room so bad.


i would say this is the first big turning point in our relation ship... at least to actually happen- i like my geeks, i do, and i know how much of a geek it makes me to be all warm and fuzzy about this-
"i want to put my ram and hard drives in your computer"... my heart is a flutter. :) giggle. no really, that made my day.

malls

does it make it ok to take your dog into a crowded shopping mall, if you have it in a baby carrage w/ a mesh zip enclosing screend front?