Friday, June 29, 2007

Of men and porn

What up with that?!

A guy friend of mine who -methought- to be quite conservative floored me with his librarian like knowledge of Internet porn, its categories, subcategories, downright freaky deaky subsets, and THEN his savvy of how to hide files, find anonymous links and get the most -bang- for free viewing of thumbnails.

NO YOU CANT TALK TO HIM! LOL He is a good guy. A happily married guy. A veritable wealth of porn-ology.

I've never been big on porn. I did spend one entire summer watching porn as an 18-yr-old with a bad boy boyfriend and his buddies, usually dropping L at the same time which is a whole other conversation. But it honestly didn't float my boat. It hardly got me heated. I'd rather be doing it than watching it.

In talking to my sweetie about -why- that is, we agreed it's because there is a great level of emotion and spritiuality that I attach to the experience of having sex. Yeah, that's it...BED WORSHIPPER! But seriously, it could be a one-time wonder or a marriage, but you can LOVE with all you have in that moment and it's amazing.

Porn ain't that. Plus it looks so fake! It is so fake.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Weekend at Sue & Jim's

I love oysters! Thanks for a great time.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Of business and Louisville

I admit it, as a full-on West Coastie, I had to stare down a US map to identify where the eff Kentucky was, let alone what part of the state Louisville was.

A professional development opportunity has resulted in a trip to this fine place to become certified in crisis communication. I am really looking forward to this, I just wasn't exactly sure where the hell Louisville was.

Also I learned you're supposed to say Lou-Uh-Ville, or you're a dumb tourist. But I am. And I'm blonde, and a Calif sue me, people!

Sucky fact numero uno:
Did you know that from Seattle, there is no non stop flight?! Travel is a time suck.
I found a fairly painless path on Southwest Air, of all surprises. That would normally be my LAST choice--yet I was impressed with the schedule and the price. I'll pack food though!

It's flippin hotter than hell and muggy out there. So much for makeup and suits!
I have to walk from the Brown hotel, which is supposed to be a really cute historic place. Note to self: pack lots of deodorant!

Supposedly there is something called a "Big Brown" there, which you EAT. Doesn't it sound like a steamin hot plate of turdpile? So...Nasty! Who would name that for food? Does one get a big brown at The Brown Hotel? I guess it's some open faced turkey sandwich.

I'll take pix and bring back a full report.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

Crazy Hair

Friday was crazy hair day at Chautauqua. Zach went for a little red-purple action and spikes. When I put him in the bath yesterday morning, he deliberately "fake shampooed" his hair. -h

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Fremont keeps calling me back

We had a great time at the summer festival!

Friday, June 15, 2007

Third Grade Performance

Zach did a "Hukilau" style performance and it reminded me of Hawaii and my college days working on the Banyan Veranda, where Puu o Honua would perform all those songs! When it was over, we headed to "The Hardware Store" for celebration dessert and stumbled into the Floras, so we shared a booth and all enjoyed a convivial evening. Of course the teachers arrived and sat right by us (there's no escape on this little island!) so we tried to stay out of their way. Fun night.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Beauty and the bee

I was out on the patio recently and met my first "leaf cutter" bee. I guess I don't stare at the cracks between the bricks too often. Plus it's warming up and swarming up. This bee came flying down and had a green chunk stuck to its underbelly (under-bee-lly?) and burrowed away quickly. I thought through the possibilities, not sure about what I saw:

-"Poor bee, his stinger got stuck on a leaf"
-"Is that some sort of food?"
-"It that part of his wing-a-ma-thing?"

Then I realized it was more than just one bee at it, there were many bees infiltrating my brick patio, each with its own little happy place with many happy returns! So I went to Google and Wiki-feed-ia for some knowledge. Turns out, the pieces of leaves are for their tunneled nests, where larvae will beget (bee-get) more bees. Cool!

Monday, June 11, 2007

Cutting loose

Thank you to Alana and her trusty camera! And if there was any question, it's impossible for me to dance my ass off. I sweat, jump around, spin with abandon and....Apparently, there is plenty of buttock still to dance off! LOL

Me n Alana

Friday, June 08, 2007

Symbolic Illogic

Solange said it best.

I hope one day I can go back and still find those initials on the log. That's a stretch with erosion and all, but it's nice to think it'll remain. I know the emotions will.

Thursday, June 07, 2007

Tickle Junk All Star night

There is dancing to do! Tickle Junk All Stars strike again in Fremont on the 9th! This is a fun band and I hope to make it out there. Kassie, join me! We have a "standing tambourine" reservation, the band says. How Scooby Doo, I don't play the tambourine. I just like dancing. This pic is from the last time we went. Fun!

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Frivolities on the flesh

We're born naked. We live clothed. For the most part.

I grew attached to a few worldlies both of which I had to separate from recently:
my Chanel tortoise shell sunglasses and my trusty Seiko watch.

The glasses I bought at Nordstrom after two very fruitful freelance writing gigs, and I had them for about five years. One day, after taking a bus, a ferry, walking several city blocks, and hitting the store and heading home...I have NO IDEA at what point I lost them, but I did. Since then I sprung for a consigned pair of Calvin Kleins, but they weren't the same fit. So, recently in Crescent City at Noll Surf Shop, I saw behind the case a pair of swanky SMITH "Ramsey" sunglasses with a slightly curved shape and a smidge of bug eye (but not the Nicole Ritchie thing). They were every bit as chic as my Chanels at a quarter of the price. I got my pair on eBay, having remorse for not nabbing them at the surf shop. I don't think David even noticed my ogling cuz he was too busy buying himself a surfboard!

The watch is a sad tale. TEN GOOD YEARS! The Seiko still works, too. While dancing my exuberant ass off, I opened the wrist lock and it flew off in the club. When it hit the floor, the back plate came off. I sent it to Coserve (the Seiko repair ctr) in Mahwah NJ and they sent it RIGHT BACK saying im sol and the part is no longer to cover up the guts. I tried wearing it exposed in the back, but even a trip to the gym makes it fog up inside when I get I hit eBay again and found a swanky one with a pink face, a genuine Seiko.

Here's to another long run not reaccessorizing!

Monday, June 04, 2007

Pulling the piggy

Thanks to my fabulous employer, the kids got to share a bit of history over the weekend by pulling a pig, as in Pigs on Parade in celebration of the Pike Place Market fundraiser. The Market is 100 years old this year. Our WPR piggy is a media maven, complete with flip hairdo and coordinated suit. The boys had no idea we'd be marching in such a cool precession through city streets and cobbled steps. Some of the work crew and friends of the company joined in the pulling. It was a very special opportunity.

Friday, June 01, 2007

Peer pressure

David did it first! It felt WEIRD!