I'm Just Sayin'

Too much crazy shit going on. Instead of talking about all of it...I am going to share with you all something I think is cool.
This fun YouTube video features a 1980s pop classic. The song is instantly recognizable.
Perpetuum Jazzile is an a cappella jazz choir from Slovenia.
The beginning of this video is really striking. Group members simulate an African thunderstorm with their hands.

tamn8or  and I are always joking about things we can do to each other to get another mile out of the person.  Most popular is hanging out of a car that is chasing them...with a chainsaw.
This is along the same lines.....

And there has been talk off and on throught the years about what would happen if some right wing nut jobs decided to invade NH during a party.  Sure there would be a lot of naked people...but naked doesn't mean defenseless.  With all of the people that were/are military, police, martial artists, and just plain old folks like me who would be really, really pissed.  They wouldn't have a chance.  Then I found this...perfect...

Some of you know of my new motivation for why I walk in the 3 Day. 

But if you question such things go here.  Bring some tissue and then go here and donate.

Okay, it has been awhile.  Been busy doing that working, walking, and talking with people thing.  More on that later.
This is brilliant!  I can't believe that someone actually took the time to do this!

When it starts to rain while walking...and you are at mile 2 of 7.  Just turn around.

A very nice bus lady stopped and asked if I wanted to get on.  Of course, by that point I only had about a mile to go.  The look on her face when I told her that I was fine was priceless.  I am sure that she figured I was used to shorter buses or something.

And so begins training walk time.  Weekends full of 8-18 mile walks.  Don't worry, I have invested in Advil, moleskin and Body Glide.  There will be mornings full of old man noises in my future though...

I can hear you now asking, "Why, oh why would you do such a thing???" 

Glad you asked.

September is the 3 Day Walk.  Don't you want to be able to say that you gave money to a Seattle Street Walker??  I thought you might. 

Here is my site.

And the t-shirts will be coming in the near future...

Here are somethings I learned at an excellent party last night.

- From now on I should carry a pen and paper with me at such functions.  I don't know how many times I thought, "That is great!  I will remember that!!!"  And I did.  Until the next one came along.

- Ways to *not* introduce yourself to a stranger.  Although the looks were completely worth it!

- I have the greatest friends (okay that is more of a reminder)

- When one has a scheduled visit to the gym...one should leave earlier.  

- Do not laugh while someone is teaching you a new trick.  It will make them annoyed.  ; P

- tamn8or  is Keyser Söze (okay that is a reminder too)

There is more...but I didn't have that damned pen and paper!!

I volunteered at the zoo today. 

Sadly, it wasn't as cool a job as last time.  Didn't get to see the big cats all up close and personal.  It was for the butterflies.  We had to sanitize three rooms and all the items in them.  Soon it will be time to take the caterpillers out of hibernation.  I worked with good, silly people so it was fun.

After all of that, since it was such a beautiful day, I decided to walk around and see the new penguin exhibit.  Oh my lord!  The children where everywhere...and many were screaming / pitching fits / general unhappy.  And the parents?  Well, I am sure that many of them would have screamed too if it wasn't frowned on by polite society.

So, I watched the penguins for maybe a whole 2 minutes.  I was about to head over to see the baby ocelots that are now being shown, but couldn't bring myself to stay.

The cars heading into the parking lot were backed up on the street about 1/4 mile.  Thankfully, that is about how far away I parked.

Note to self:  Everyone else missed the sun as much as I did.

I know, I know most of my friends are twittering...but I still think this is funny.

"Everyone look at pictures of my cat!"

Speaking of...I should post some.... ; D

I always knew Matisse was a smart lady.  But her Weds post?   Spot fucking on.

I have always said that starting up a conversation with someone is not my way of saying, "Please fuck me!"  Grrr!

I can count on one hand the people who were nice to me when I first started going to CSPC.  As you all know, I am not afraid to just start talking to strangers.  And then there were those that would give me the head to toe look and then turn their back on me. 

There are those that still to this day will not even look at me when speaking to a huge crowd of...2.  Fuck 'em.

In my world of exercise, I have had one silly thought.  Okay, one of many.

It always feels a little like a hand job when I clean the elliptical after I am done.  tamn8or   told me once that someone had mailed that same thought on the secret postcard site. 

Much time later, I still laugh to myself when I do it.

 

I have the best-est friends around!  And that Michael Rosen is *awesome*!

Oh, and I like hanging upside down.

This first picture is of Monk and I at SEAF.  I can't remember at what point this is.  Perhaps it is when we were discussing the concepts of the world economy and possible solutions.  Or maybe it was the point that I was telling him that he shouldn't be laughing because I could die at any minute.  Could go either way.....




I can hear you now, "But what was the point?".  Glad you asked.  Aside from the outstanding cool idea of the whole installation?  For me it was that fact that one should never, ever let it be said that fat girls can't fly.  Yes, I know.  I used the F-word.  I am allowed. 

I found out recently that we were an inspiration.  Monk put out the challange on Saturday that people that think big girls can't fly are just chicken shit (or something like that...I was high as a kite at that point).  Turns out that a big girl got put up for the first time that night.  How awesome it that?!?  That's right.  One bedroom at a time...




And this is one from the modeling class that I attended with some very serious people.  There was no laughter and absolutely no silliness.   And at no point did we get shushed.  And *if* we did...it was divalano  who was at fault.
Again, this is Michael Rosen.

What an excellent way to cap off the fantastic SEAF weekend.  It was worth all the bruises and sore feet!!

I was having a bit of a crazy afternoon.
Then for some reason...I can't imagine*why*...I got this song stuck in my head. It made me smile through the rest of work.

Jay-zus.  I am beat. 
On a bit of a surprising note, Monk and I made the Seattle P.I.  Okay, the top of my head made it.   I am sure there is a joke in there somewhere about people only knowing me by the top of my head...
I can't wait to see what else is out there.  Probably should stop harassing malixe to see the pictures or I will end up with a bunch aimed up my nose.
Once again, I have awesome friends...and now it is bed time....

If you didn't go...why??!??

Oh, the awesome things that you missed.  Fabulous outfits worn by even more fabulous people, sexy performances, and me looking at the world upside down again.  And while I am not a conservative...I was involved in some teabagging...

Of course, there is also being silly with people I had never met before and don't know if I will ever meet again.  There was some discussion of how I can pick the silly people out of a crowd.  Maybe it is my super power.

Either way, it is very difficult to top a weekend like that.

Okay, if only I had more bandwidth to actually follow through on the taunting that I said I would do.

Dang it.  I'll have to remedy that...

It must have been.  I never sleep until 9am.  It is unheard of really. 

Of course, when I opened my eyes I had a cat staring me down waiting for me to get up.  It was a little creepy.

I am reminded yet again of just how lucky I am that I live in Seattle area.  The art was amazing (I got to see it all!!), the people were hawt, and getting to swing in the installation was the best kind of icing on the yummy cake that is SEAF. 

And I get to do it again tonight??!!??  WooHooo!!!

I am so glad I don't have to go to work today!
I figured that I would not want to go back to the work world after a night at SEAF.  I was right.
It was amazing.  For the first time in a very long time I watched performances from beginning to end, I could have complete conversations with amazing people and I got to *look* at the art.
It was hard at first simply because I could see my friends still frantically working on things and/or being completely stressed out.  I felt a twinge every time.  Part of it was a wee bit of guilt and part of it was that I hate to see my friends in those states.
The plan was to go see the sneak preview of the penguins today at the zoo.  I think I am going to enjoy a bit of a lazy day instead.  I do plan on heading out a bit early to SEAF so that I can look at more art before the crowds show up.
And just so a *certain* individual knows...last night there were and tonight there shall be green jelly beans in my bag.  Don't tempt me....

I am covered in bruises, scrapes and sore muscles. 
All in the name of SEAF.   You are going right???  I didn't move all those walls, and pedestals and whatever else for nothing...
Okay, off to work.  I actually hope today is a day of boring paperwork.

Has it really been that long since I have posted?? Yikes!
It has been a busy month and will continue to be busy. Lots of things that I thought I should share, but in the maelstrom...they were lost. Must of not been as funny as I thought...
But one of the few things that will make me peek my head out of the cave is this:
Happy Birthday sparkletoes !!!!

Ah, Kinkfest.

It was an excellent weekend. If it wasn't for missing my bed I would have wished for the weekend to be longer.

And I have to say (yet again) I have the coolest friends!  Of course a few of them left their mark in more ways than one.  Fuckin' bitches!  Now I can't push my sleeves up at work because *some people* like to show how much they have been working out.  What?!?  Do they have barbells for your thumbs?!?

Today one of my co-workers bumped into me.  I must of made a funny noise because she felt the need to ask if I was okay.
"Oh, I'm fine!  I just got a bruise this weekend with my friends."
"Poor thing!  Let me see."  And she starts lifting my shirt sleeve.
I did the only thing I could think of...
"Aaaahhhh!  She is trying to undress me!!" 
Laughter all around.  And she got sidetracked with something else.
Whew!

Tomorrow I wear a shirt with tighter cuffs....

I was out buying jeans last night and was a wee bit bewildered.

Lane Bryant is now selling their jeans in sizes 1-8.  What?  Lane Bryant is a store for women of size.  The fact is that if you are really a size 18/20...you now wear a 2?!?

People, I am a big girl.  Do you really think that my tag being in single digits is going to change that? 

Or that people will now see me as being smaller because of it?  Does that mean I don't have to go to the gym anymore?!?  No.  Really.  Does it???

Or are woman so willing to be lied to about their size?

It was just weird...and kind of annoying.