Everybody's got one

I am short on pictures, but I have plenty of opinions. Here are some reviews of movies I've watched lately.

Grindhouse: Does Irony work the same way as a double negative?
Butch Cassidy & The Sundance Kid: Kind of makes you want to go out and rob a bank.
Walk The Line: I sure do like the Carter Family, they should really make a movie about them.
Blades of Glory: In JR High I went on a date and we saw The Cutting Edge, Blades of Glory was a much more amusing movie, although that probably makes it less good for making out.
They Shoot Horses, Don't They?: Everything I know about showmanship, I learned in this movie.
Shane: I think this movie won some Academy Awards...maybe movies were less good back then.
Klute: The build up is pretty spooky, the ending is kind of lame, Jane Fonda is pretty foxy.

The internet is a confusing place

I've been trying to update all of my profiles on friendster, MySpace and FaceBook. I'll just say that it's a pain, and thus makes me hate the internet, and thus makes me feel old. I don't really understand how these things work. The following is a list of things that confuse me:

Am I supposed to add all of the busty lady's who send me friend requests,
Are different age groups relegated to different services,
On MySpace; you can pick a song to go along with your profile, should this be the song that defines you (I found someone from grad schools page and they had the song True Affection by The Blow, the chorus of the song is "you were out of my league...", in this particular case it made it all make sense),
Am I supposed to pick one of these services to claim allegiance too,
Does anyone really care what your favorite bands, books, movies etc are,
my mother (hi mom) has a MySpace page,
What the hell is an "activity partner",
I ended up with a comment or writing on my wall or whatever, the post was in sparkley-cursive-writing and said "I need a hug"?!

I wish it were my birthday

For Ben's birthday we took him to Red Robin. Red Robin is a garishly decorated, well lit, noisy, restaurant. He had called the restaurant earlier in the day to try and pay off the servers to keep them from singing him happy birthday. The staff did sing to Ben, they didn't sing "happy birthday" (or Red Robins version of happy birthday because the rights to "happy birthday" are owned by that Beatle guy, or maybe AOL Time Warner), instead they sang "Oops I did it Again".
This is a picture of some kid standing with the Red Robin.

I got new non-off-brand batteries today, so maybe I can stop stealing other peoples pictures off of the internet.

Music and guns

I went to the Department of Fish and Wildlife to get my fishing license. I was told that because I haven't lived in Oregon for six months, I have to get a non-resident fishing license. Non-resident licenses cost 2.5 times as as much as resident ones.

While I was there, I decided to get a hunting license as well, my thinking being; you only really need to shoot one deer or bear or whatever to provide enough meat for a whole year.

This is the hunting gun I bought at Wal-Mart. I had a coupon, so they gave me a whole bunch of bullets too.

On Saturday we had band practice. The band has been formed to perform at the Northwest Service Symposium in Portland, Oregon. The Symposium showcases artwork, poetry & music of Americorps members serving throughout the northwest. Our ensemble will be presenting a musical revue/operetta/performance consisting of three acts/songs. The songs are Weeping Willow (David; guitar, and vocals, Lupita; vocals, tambourine, and whistle, Adrienne; cello, and vocals, Me; melodica, and vocals), Poverty Can't Step To Me (a rap song with me rapping to some sweet beats I made), and finally, 501(c)3 Can You C Me (an acapella number with all of us singing). The resulting performance will be awesome, amazing, and moving.

Worst playground ever

This is a playground next to my work. I think it is quite possibly the worst play ground ever. Most of the playground is made of poured concrete. The slide, to the left, is only a few feet long and goes at a 2 degree angle. The periscope shown here has no mirrors with which to function.

Here is another view of the playground sucking.

This was during spring, before the winter came back.

Because I am lacking in counter space, but have a double sink, I tried to get a dish rack that would fit inside of the sink. I thought this one was small enough to fit...however, I was incorrect.

I used the Dremel to cut off the end. If anyone reading this decides to take similar actions, I would advise doing it outside.

Mostly egg related

Due to poor planing and off-brand batteries, I am slightly lacking in up to date pictures.I will hope that a textual account will surmise for today.

I had planned to get a pet chicken. Unfortunately within Roseburg, city limits, livestock requires a permit. It's unfortunate because I eat allot of eggs, and because, in our backyard, we have what appears to have once been a dog run, which could have been converted into a sweet chicken run. It's actually probably for the best that it didn't work out, because we have some new neighbors who like to throw things out their window, into our yard. I would say that it's just the kids doing it, as most of what has landed in our yard is toys, but, there have been a few items that I'm going to assume someone thought were too heavy/gross to walk all the way to the trashcan.

On a lighter, yet still egg-related note, one of our board members has chickens and geese, so she has been giving me goose eggs. One goose egg yields about the same the same amount as three regular eggs, so I don't eat them everyday, but their really good for omelets.

We had an Easter party. Maggi, David, Lupita and I decorated eggs. I hid the eggs and we had an Easter egg hunt, a good time was had by all.

I am taking a fishing class at the community college. I never realized how little I knew about fishing. Hopefully I will be fishing soon, I think I'm going to try and get a rod this week.

For work, I went on a tour of some of the local wineries. There are 14 (or possibly 18) wineries in the area. My tour went to 7 of them. 7 wineries, 3 glasses of wine per winery is 21 glasses of wine, the tour went from 9am to 5pm that's 8 hours, or 2.625 glasses of wine an hour. Did I mention I was doing this for work?

I saw Grindhouse, I'm not sure what to say about this movie (these movies)...I probably should have read a review or something before seeing it.




This is a picture I found on a blog dedicated to great new inventions. Doesn't butter already come in "stick type"?

Notes from the country

Just remember, when things aren't going your way, at least your car isn't filled with garbage.

90% of the songs on this record involve yodeling.

And, about half of them are about Switzerland.

This is the new view out my office window. At least my car isn't filled with garbage.

My Gheetrophonic Car

Recently I have had some car issues and have (not so) secretly wished that my car would get stolen, so my insurance would by me a new car. In an attempt to revitalize the Ghetto/Gheetro Celebrity, I have bejeweled it's emblem.

I also hope that it will blind all who feel it unnecessary to turn down their high-beams.

On an aside; ghetto-fabulous was recently added to the Oxford English Dictionary, we should consider this "the memo".

Oh, we've got trouble

This is a picture of the copy of The Music Man that I got in Seattle.

I walked to city hall where I had heard there was a rummage sale going down. I couldn't find the sale, so I started walking toward the spot I had heard another rummage sale was happening. On my way there I ran into Lupita's neighbor Margaret. Margaret took me back to Lupita's, where I found Lupita and Justin drinking beer on the porch. We went to the rummage sale that I hadn't been able to find initially. I bought a Carpenters record. We continued to the next rummage sale and ran into Maggie and Haley. Maggie got a lawn chair and a barbecue, I got a Survivor tape.

Around the corner we stopped at a thrift store. I bought this organ. This organ did cost more than $5, but this one lights up. I now own two organs, and officially own too much stuff. This organ doesn't fit in my car, so I think I officially need a truck.

After taking the organ home we went back to drinking beer on the porch.

It was Saint Patrick's day, hence the green headband.

At this point it was about one in the afternoon.

Lupita's cat caught a gardener snake. We took the snake away from her cat and put it on the hill behind her apartment.

Her cat brought the snake back a minute or so later.

Later we went to Adams house for green themed drinks etc. No corn beef or cabbage was consumed. I can't recall any IRA jokes being made, we at least did not drink any car bombs. We did not end up drinking to support the handicapped.

Farewell SeaTac

This is connected to a futuristic pond, hence the futuristic monitoring device on the roof.

In the park we found this spooky....I'm really not sure what, maybe a shrine, or diorama, or maybe a witchy spell. Regardless of what it was, it was spooky.

Mary got her picture taken with it. I hope all her hair doesn't fall out. After we took our pictures we made sure to tuck it back under the rock where we found it.

The silo in the distance is a space age public toilet.

I was really excited to use it. I really couldn't understand why no one else would be.

Inside, a booming voice informed me that in 10 minutes the doors would open automatically.

My dramatic exit.

Judging by the looks on everyones faces, I think they didn't really believe I would ever get out.

I think the Space Needle is just out of frame to the left.

We walked toward the water. That is a pile of garbage on a hill.

Those are some old underpants.

A scenic ocean view.

That is a spooky sculpture.

We stopped off at a bar. I think the theme of the bar was euro-trash.

The next day we took our van back to Roseburg. I picked up my car along the way.

I spent half the van ride reading about chickens and the other half pretending I was asleep.

Exploding cornucopia of post-modern fun

We went back to Pikes Market. While we were there an old person got hit with one of the flying fishes and an ambulance had to be called. We got some very small donuts from a very angry man.

In Seattle there is some mnemonic device for remembering the order of the streets I don't remember it, but I know it involved Jesus.

Although Mary is not from the pacific-northwest originally, her puffy vest would lead you to think otherwise.

This is the Seattle library, I might describe it as an exploding-cornucopia-of-post-modern-fun!

The library consists mostly of glass, steel, and florescent colored fiberglass.

It reminded me a little of Hypercolors. I really wish I had some Hypercolor clothing.

This is a view from one of the top floors.

Again.

We walked around. I got some records. At one record store the man working there had a scarf on and a fake English accent.

He really exemplified why people hate dealing with the staff at most record stores.