Thursday, May 29, 2008

may LA means purple flowers are farking everywhere. *L

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Another Reason I Love My Scooter

How long can this go on? Luckily our household rarely drives. I can go weeks without being in a car; but I still think this is insane. I filled up yesterday, starting from about a quarter tank. Ouch $73.70. Talk about unsustainable. Wait, did somebody tell Georgie?

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Sailing Backwards

Friday afternoon we went sailing for the first time since November. Naturally, it was a cold day with only spotty light wind. We were sailing on a beam reach. The sail in the front of the boat, called a jib, is typically full of wind, ours looks pretty flat here. The current was swift and strong due to the increased snow melt; so we actually drifted backwards about 1/2 mile.

At one point, I was at the helm and managed to catch a little wind, maybe three knots with the current counteracting our scant progress, we managed to stay put- like a giant treadmill. *k

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Graze on my ass hair

BEST website EVER! Annnnd, it validates my love of my personal favorite: "me cago en la leche de tu madre" and adds the brilliant "puta." Genius! Hemmingway would be so proud.


Saturday, May 17, 2008


We walked around today and were headed home after I essentially handed Danny my queen during lunch. On the way we encountered a parade for the Syttende Mai celebration hosted by Grieg Lodge, Portland's chapter of the Sons of Norway. The sun was absolutely blazing with temperatures in the high 90s. Wilt. I was just excited to be out walking. Earlier in the week, I had bizarrely smashed the tops of BOTH of my feet in separate incidents and was unable to wear real shoes. (you cannot make that up)

It was great to see these folks celebrating and enjoying the heat; their real shoes transmitting the pavement's intensity. The best part was the tiny lady sandwiched between her car and a police motorcycle shouting, "Go Norway!" She was, near as I could tell, the parade's lone intentional attendant.

Thursday, May 1, 2008


What's the point in overspending on my rent if I don't share my beautiful, expensive neighborhood with smear? This bridge is around the corner from my place. No troll sightings yet. *L