Rainy Day anti Boredom Insurance

Here's an amusing activity for when you have waaaay too much time on your hands. Copy and paste this in the comments section and answer all the questions about me you can! Have fun! w00t!

PS. THIS is my lame blog filler, to make it seem like I'm an "active blogger" or some such fiddle faddle.

Your name:

Where did we meet:

Take a stab at my middle name

How long have you known me:

Do I smoke:

Do I drink:

Do I curse:

Do I believe in God:

Have you had sex with me:
If yes, how was it?
If no, why not... are you free later?

What was your first impression upon meeting me:

Color of my eyes:

What's one of my favorite things to do:

Am I funny:

Do you remember one of the first things I said to you:

What's my favorite type of music:

What is the best feature about me:

Am I shy or outgoing or what:

Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules:

Do I have any special talents:

If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be:

What's your favorite memory of me:

What is my worst habit:

Most Favorite thing about me:

Worst thing about me:

If I were stranded on a desert island, what one thing would I bring:

Love Parade 2005

Striking a pose

the familiar 3

squirrel man

dance, dance, dance

little show-er off-er :P

cool reflection in his glasses

Just a passing buttocks.

The LOVE BUS!!

catching some odd angles

bunny love

BOOBIES FOR ALL!!

handy link

For fear of something nasty jumping out of there, they kept their distance!

Stilt Man.

Chillin' after a long day

Altea in her Indian oufit

weeeeee

The Drive Home

Kitty!

How cute is that??? This is Marzipan the awesomest little kitten you have ever seen (don't argue, you know it's true) She is Jason's new baby, they both adoooore each other, sooo cutie! She's the latest n greatest little highlight even though she doesn't let you sleep AT ALL! She'll tug on your ears and paw at you eyes all night long, but she's got that look.... you know the big eyes all innocent? Yep those. She'll steal your heart before you can even think of being annoyed. We loves you Marzipan!

Of mice and men and... mouses and menses

"Where is my mind?" asked the modest mouse pensively. "Why it's way out in the water, see it swimming?'" Was the only response given. It had to do.

la la la la la

frolicking, frolicking

oh! I'm so sorry! Can you not see what this is? Here's a handy link where it shows up more clearly. Sorry about that.

Not enitrely how it seems....

Looks like Kristina's and my life are going to intertwining for a bit here, we're only able to blog about the same things these days. Which is inevitable, unavoidable and perfectly fine by me. And for this reason I must put a disclaimer here. If you do happen to post a comment on either of our blogs in connection to a post we both similarly share I will have to insist on a new rule which states that all comments must be sent to both blogs respectively and simultaneously. :)

;)°¨¨°º"°¨¨°(*)(_.·´¯`·«¤°Love Parade°¤»·´¯`·._)(*)°¨¨°º"°¨¨°;)

Next weekend is love parade weekend, woot! It's so essiting! I have never been to a real parade before and this is totally gonna be a real parade. So on the 23rd we'll be taking the train, a 2 1/2 hour scenic ride, down to the Bay Area, checking into our hotel,grabbing a bite to eat and then scoping out the pre-parties. Supposedly a bunch of us are gonna be down there, but we're all ending up in different hotels so I certainly hope we can coordinate meeting up. But even still, being on your own can be a blast as you don't have to worry so much about things like 'meeting up', people being flakey and failing to communicate, and any number of mishaps that can happen in large groups. We shall seeeeeeee.

Anyway, I NEEEEED HELLLP!!!For serious! This is gonna be a parade and the whole point of going to one of these is to really get into it and participate to the fullest extent possible and what do people do at parades? Weird stuff!! Now I know I am fully capable of being weird and doing something crazy I just have noooo ideas. Does anybody know where to get ideas, that don't cost a Bazillion Dollars, of different crazy outfits and ways to dress up?? Or just ideas from personal experience or things you've always wanted to try but would prefer to see someone else make a fool of themselves first and assess the reaction? Cuz I'm totally up for it. This is very serious and important!! :P NOTE: Only thing I am not up for is actual nudity! Yeah I'm a wuss! haha! BUT! Strategically placed body paint is on the list of possibilities! ;)

So please please pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaase. Any and all ideas welcome!

Lady, hear me tonight...

Working it!

The life of the party: Kristina, Tanicia, Moi (discovered Tanicia's bro happens to be the bartender... woooooooh!)

dance, dance, dance

Could I smile any bigger? I look 6

Lovely

inside the club

Disco Dancing baby

In about an hour we are off to Sac Town local hotspot Harlows where Mr Altovideo (our in house progressive/electro house DJ) is gonna rock our booties. We'll dance till our legs are weak and our heads are spun off in different directions! Pictures will be displayed on the morrow.

AND THE WEEKEND BEGINS!

of irreverence and profanation

Today, not only were several Asian languages highly insulted, It was also quite the historic day when The Rude Awakening Movement was formed...here

Thistoo, though older, just cracks me up!

The Beat That My Heart Skipped (De Battre mon coeur s'est arrete)

I'm sorry but that is such a ridiculously impressive name for a movie! and so much so that I am going to go watch it tonight! Yes yes, watching French Films. Sigh, sounds sooo romantic. Haha, helloo it's just gonna be a great movie ...

" Think of film as the quintessential artform of the last century--a medium for expression uniquely suited to our Modernist Yeatsian decomposition, what with its malleability beneath the knife, as it were, cut and spliced back together again as the un-spooling literalization of some patchwork Prometheus. Likewise, in its 24 flickers a second, it's an illusion of life, teased from the amber of still photography, drawing, painting; mixed with symphonies; blended with dance and movement; enslaved to the syncopation of words and imaginary drum beats. It's a miracle, a golem, capable of illuminating the rawest humanity in one stroke and of exhuming the most abject failure of human impulse in the very next."

Well ok fine, going out to watch really good french Films IS pretty romantic

Latest: It wasn't a very well made FRENCH film at all - there was NO nudity or any steamy sex scenes - I dunno, but as far as I know there is no way you can have a French made movie with no nekkidness. Oh well.

PS. I'm kidding, it was really an interesting character study.

That was a little annoying

You can see it here now.

of a pineapple and a coconut. aloha.

First weekend here starts with a bang, woot! My thoughts are, even if everything goes to pot at least I'm gonna have some good times and make some memories - might as well. We went out dancing Friday and Saturday night, movies Saturday and Monday, lazed around all Sunday, barbeque Monday, more lazing around interspersed with watching DVDs, drinking and eating. Oh and for the barbeque we made the BEST Pina Coladas ever! I am not exaggerating, we really went all out and they rawked! We bought a fresh pineapple and coconut, it was all very amusing as half everyone there had never opened or tasted fresh coconut ever. So opening the nut was highly entertaining and even more so when people came out to savour the meat and milk only to discover that on it's own it's really quite gross and tasteless. It was a let down for many and I think their fantasy of being stranded on a desert island, living on coconuts alone, was pretty much shot.

Anyway, as the major ingredient to our never-been-made-before-concoction it added that needed pizazz not found had we only used coconut cream, plus the fresh pineapple and the WHOLE bottle of rum (compliments of our in house alcoholic whose solution to any discrepancies during the mixing was "too sweet? Just add rum! Too much pineapple? Just add rum! Too much rum? ADD MORE RUM!!!" Note: we are trying to find a kind home for him.) Success! The masses heartily agreed, or at least I think they did nodded there heads emitting unmistakable sounds and slurs of satisfaction as they stumbled over for more. The food was great (thanks to my bro who somehow discovered the secret to enlightenment through food! Yes, he's really that good a cook!) the people were fun, and the people were happy.

ya'llz need to be on MSN Messenger so I can talk to ya. get on already!

Technical Bloggingz *snicker*

dere you have it.

Crossing the Rubicon

Flight departs August 31st Denver - Sacramento. With two bags, containing everything in the world I own; excited yet petrified. I am now beginning a journey. Destination: unknown. Nothing is set, nothing is clear, there are no signs that say, "Your life's path - this way." What am I doing?! I don't have a clue. But I must go, must do this, I dare not stop because my curiosity as to where this will take me has peaked and that... THAT makes me clinically insane. God save us all!

Here I am. Alive and kicking and having a righteous good time. I'm worried because I don't think life sucks, but everyone else does. Maybe I'm missing something? I always seem to end up having good times yet pretty much everyone complains about how much their lives suck. I can't actually say mine has ever. There's just so much to do and so much I haven't done that I never feel the opportunity to say 'life sucks'. As soon as it starts to go that route, I seem to turn it around. I don't think anything happens by accident, so it makes me hope that I might be doing something right.

Ok enough on that, I'll be disabling anonymous comments since I'll probably be getting google hits for using that word so much. Or I'll set up the pervert filters, either way.

I find it fascinating to look at the different sequences of events that happen in my life. Those that end up pulling me in such amazingly extreme ways to different parts of the world and into different lives entirely. And it continues to happen. Without fail there is always a person of significant importance to me in the picture who becomes like the wind in my sails. They don't drive me, coerce me or manipulate me they are just... there, which becomes where I want to be till the ship must sail yet again. Bittersweet, undoubtedly it will. It's not that I have string for a backbone or am so incredibly fickle that I end up changing directions simply because I am weak, life is just eager to have me experience it and throws itself at me like a desperate lover. The taste of delicacies not yet savoured captivate my senses.

I've stopped thinking that life is definitive. Things change so much, people change so much, X years from now we may not even recognise each other. Its open-ended, non-deterministic. Our life is what we make of it.