June 30, 2004
Perhaps it is the erotic art version of "footsie".
~yeah, I know it is small. I couldn't resize it happily.~
posted at 8:41 AM
June 29, 2004
Wow! Life in my apartment is never boring. This evening I am being serenaded with the screeching, yelling, cussing, and loud thumpy sounds (assumed to be something thrown against the wall)of my neighbor (The cute Techer boy) and the landlords having it out. (If you hold your breath I am pretty sure you can hear them yelling)
~What happens when you, as a neighbor, see a new tenant slowly moving things into the apartment, but never see the previous tenant move out?~
Well, if your answer to the question is the same as mine you get to sit through this joy! Apparently, the Techer paid his rent up through the end of the month and told the landlords that he would be out by 5 on the 30th. He then spent the majority of the month away looking for jobs and a new place. The landlords jumped the gun, didn't contact him. They did however rent the apartment out, let the new tenants start moving things in, change the door locks and pile most of the Techer's belongings in a pile in the middle of the living room. This is the beginning and basis for the Techer's anger. The only reason he got in the apartment at all is that one of my landlords was around doing rather unnecessary repairs on something.
He yelled. They yelled. It stopped. They said something and he yelled again. This continued. Someone called the cops....4 different cars showed up. He continued yelling. The landlords schmoozed....then yelled. The cops yelled. It is still going. Will keep you posted.
posted at 7:03 PM
Well...in my case it appears to equal grit that I am still getting out of my swimsuit, pink Dickie's bag, shoes, towel, and various other areas like the pockets of my shorts. And after reading Jim's blog I feel the urge to make a minor clarification. While he may have been frolicking in the ocean, my mermaid skills were being put to the test. Mother Nature was enjoying the opportunity to knock one of her land-locked daughters around at will. When water is calm and still...say like in a pool...I am great at swimming. But when I have to fight to keep balance, and breath...there is no way I am going out beyond where my feet touch. She knows this and took every opportunity to trounce my happy ass.
I had so much fun!!!!
posted at 8:16 AM
June 27, 2004
only without the pesky sand grit to get under your foreskin. (*see Linus and Jim morning road show for explanation) Now that I have your attention ~grin~ I am back.
I am in love. Seriously. If there was any way to get enough money to live there happily I would "haul my cookies all the way to the beach." (Name that quote!) I would be willingly to give up my mountains, evergreens, low traffic, and ability to see stars almost every night to live where sun, air, water, and land converge. The people were beautiful, the beach is amazing, there are more than two stores available......I could list tons n tons of happy little details. I think the stories are best dealt out in little succulent bites.
Oh! I nearly forgot...I get to count San Diego among the places where I have been mistaken for a Drag Queen.
~bouncy bouncy bouncy~
posted at 6:21 PM
June 18, 2004
On this lovely Friday the adult toy store has yet again sent me an ad that is too funny not to share. This time they are tackling the holiday of Father's Day. Vibrating jelly action cock rings and vibrating star anal wands (vibrating seems to be a theme) are matched with a leather minidress and a "how to strip" video. Supposedly this combination will make for a great father's day...much better than ties and soap-on-a-rope. And it might, but I am left with the question, "Why would dad want to learn to strip?"
On that note...I am out of here! The super spy cameras have been set up. Most of the personnel has been sent home for the week. The train lines in and out of MandyLand will continue running, but most attractions will be closed for the week. California here we come!
posted at 8:21 AM
June 17, 2004
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds. "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think...
(1) When my grandma got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandpa does it for her now all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love. Rebecca - age 8
(2) When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouths. Billy - age 4
(3) Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other. Kari - age 5
(4) Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs. Chrissy - age 6
(5) Love is what makes you smile when you're tired. Terri - age 4
(6) Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK. Danny - age 7
(7) Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My mommy and daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss. Emily - age 8
(8) Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen. Bobby - age 7
(9) If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate. Nikka - age 6
(10) Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday. Noelle - age 7
(11) Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well. Tommy - age 6
(12) During my piano recital, I was on stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore. Cindy - age 8
(13) My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night. Clare - age 6
(14) Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken. Elaine - age 5
(15) Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford. Chris – age 7
(16) Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day. Mary Ann - age 4
(17) When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you. Karen - age 7
(18) Love is when mommy sees daddy on the toilet and doesn't think it's gross. Mark - age 6
(19) You really shouldn't say "I LOVE YOU" unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget. Jessica - age 8
I shamelessly stole this off of Mark's siteand am not quite sure where he found it to begin with, but it is sweet. I think these children have it right. As "adults" we make the most simple, basic, and astonishingly powerful emotion complicated and messy. Why do we do this? I think we all need to take a moment and look through a child's eyes at the world. Find something happy, shiny, and new about your everyday life.
posted at 9:39 AM
June 16, 2004
I feel like starting a new tradition. Wednesdays will be beauty day. Not for me personally, well sometimes, but for my blog. I am sure that today's picture was actually taken with a foot-fetishist in mind...but she's pretty, so do with it what you will.
posted at 8:14 AM
June 15, 2004
There are three days left until Jim, Abra, and I pile our lives into Georgina (Jim's suv) and head out on the open roads. Final destination being the lovely west edge of our country...otherwise known as Laguna Nigel(right? Please say I have located us correctly...)just outside of LA. We are driving straight through. That is an odd statement considering the car will contain a gay man and two bi girls. We will be going merrily forward through the entire 14-ish hours. There are three of us, it is possible. I am so excited! Although now I have to figure out what to pack...I am not good at this. Ever. But what can I say, this stresses me out because I have only been to a beach once....and Cali only once. I will suck it up, pack, and boldly take Mandyland where it hasn't gone before. Uggghhh! And I will make no more bad references to StarTrek. I am not a Trekkie! I refuse to be one....even though I do sort of like Wil Wheaton's blog site. Star Wars on the other hand......Help me ObieWan Kanobi (I have cinnabuns on the sides of my head!)
Mental note: I must stop MST3K'ing my own comments.
posted at 10:15 AM
June 14, 2004
Here are a few things I find absolutely wonderful:
Monday mornings....As much as I dislike them I wouldn't give them up. That would just ruin Tuesdays for me.
Wearing my hair in pigtails with my cap....Not my best look but ohhh so comfy.
Abra's new hairstyle.......I am just astounded that a female I know can pull off the no hair look without looking like Suzanne Powers or GI Jane.
Sleeping under a down blanket in the summer with the windows wide open for a cooling breeze.
Raisins now come in ziplock type containers.....So much better than the flimsy cardboard boxes that never closed correctly once you had opened them.
I am slowly but surely getting better at bellydancing.
And most importantly......There is only 4 more days (not counting today) until I am on my way to Cali!
posted at 10:09 AM
June 10, 2004
If last night was evidence, let it never be said that summers in Laramie are boring. A semi-quick recap for all I haven't told (some of you), or those who don't live on the same corner as I do (all of you). There I was stretched out on the sofa...Being held down by one very content kitty when suddenly ~~~ssquuueaalllll~~~*%*crash*%*^*@crunch@*^ There was a huge accident (or what looked huge) right outside my apartment. A truck that had been going up 5th street towards Grand had been hit by a car coming up Sheridan. At this point details are fuzzy...seeing as I didn't actually witness the accident...but apparently the impact forced the door of the truck open and the driver fell out. She wasn't hurt at all (no one was, thankfully) but her truck kept driving...right into the cars parked in front of the building. As luck would have it the vehicle that truck hit was basically an old steel tank that didn't budge under the impact. If it had my lil car would be toast. All this drama occurred somewhere shortly after 930 pm. By 10 my entire block had no electricity due to the amazing storm we were having. Near 1045 the police were finally able to wake my neighbor to tell him his car had been crunched. Why do I know this? This neighbor lives upstairs from me. Those stairs literally cut through my living room wall...which makes my living situation very much like Harry Potter's cupboard under the stairs. Because of this location I heard it every time they pounded on his door and yelled in his windows. By 11 I had electricity again, and one very wound up kitty. He slept all through the power outage and now that the lights were on he was very very very awake. I am hoping for a nice quiet night tonight. Perhaps another storm, this time without the accident, so I can go play in the rain and watch the lightning.
posted at 11:23 AM
June 09, 2004
Just a nice thought and a yummy picture for today.
posted at 10:35 AM
June 08, 2004
Here are some fun facts about this day in history:
1786 - In New York City commercial ice cream was manufactured for the first time.
1947 - "Lassie" debuted on ABC radio. It was a 15-minute show about an extraordinary collie. Animal imitator, Earl Keen provided the whines and other dog noises. The announcer was Charles Lyon; Marvin Miller and Betty Arnold played Lassie’s owners. The sponsor was Red Heart dog food.
1953 - The U.S. Supreme Court ruled that restaurants in the District of Columbia could not refuse to serve blacks.
1968 - James Earl Ray, wanted for the assassination of Martin Luther King, was arrested in London.
1969 - When Mickey Mantle, Number 7, formally retired from baseball, Yankee Stadium in New York City was sold out.
1982 - President Reagan became the first American chief executive to address a joint session of the British Parliament.
1998 - Former LA Laker Earvin "Magic" Johnson's new late-night talk show averaged a 3 Nielsen rating in its opening night in 40 major cities. It dropped to a 2.1 rating the next two nights, and was soon cancelled.
posted at 10:05 AM
June 04, 2004
Last night was the full moon. I broke from my solitary tradition to join and be welcomed into a circle. And it was good. I feel heavy now. Not a bad heavy, not painful, sad, or tired, but the heavy that comes from realizing you have an epic journey ahead of you. This should be an interesting thing. I would like to say more here...But I am still processing and not sure what it all means.
posted at 10:52 AM
June 03, 2004
Which Dysfunctional Care Bear Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
posted at 8:30 AM
June 01, 2004
Well, not really...but I have always liked that statement. The two are rather contradictory in nature. Something can either be new or improved. If it is improved, it has been around a while in some other state, so therefore cannot be new. (I heard a comedian go on about this once...so I am not the only one who thinks these things.)
Hmmmm..it appears to be a circular logic type of day...oh goodie!
It is the first day of June. The summer snow has started. Don't ya just love cottonwoods? Maybe this will mean, since the trees believe it is summer, the weather will catch up soon and it will get warmer...just a bit....so I am not wearing sweatshirts all the time.
Random tangent: Abra and Levi will be so proud of me! I actually, and voluntarily own a song by Tom Waits. And I will give this point to them...he is an amazing songwriter....still don't like his voice. But he makes a damn good lip-sync song for Capt. Hook. On that note: Go see Shrek 2 ! It is so very very worth it. The jokes are old, but so good. The soundtrack rocks! Tom Waits, David Bowie, Counting Crows....and sooooo many others. Just go!
~and yes there are a lot of links...thought Clay might appreciate them since my one-word post threw him off.~
posted at 8:15 AM
my new blog
Big Gay Jim
The Most Excellent Bridget Kit- Resident Rocket Scientist
All Things Goodness and Light
The Lone Rockstar
Hopeless Romantic, Clay
Dante's Chinchilla Farm
One Cool Canadian Beautiful Sloth Mr. Macktastic One Fierce Feminist Dave's Side of the World Drew's Conclusions PunkSquid Life Laurel's Way A Very Pretty Flower Mark's Heartstrings Dark Dyke Freya's Beautiful Raksha
Thomas' Tales C is for Ryan Saint Gin FlockHall
02/01/2004 - 03/01/2004 |
03/01/2004 - 04/01/2004
04/01/2004 - 05/01/2004
05/01/2004 - 06/01/2004
06/01/2004 - 07/01/2004
07/01/2004 - 08/01/2004
08/01/2004 - 09/01/2004
09/01/2004 - 10/01/2004
10/01/2004 - 11/01/2004
11/01/2004 - 12/01/2004
12/01/2004 - 01/01/2005
01/01/2005 - 02/01/2005
02/01/2005 - 03/01/2005
03/01/2005 - 04/01/2005
04/01/2005 - 05/01/2005
05/01/2005 - 06/01/2005
06/01/2005 - 07/01/2005
07/01/2005 - 08/01/2005
08/01/2005 - 09/01/2005
09/01/2005 - 10/01/2005
10/01/2005 - 11/01/2005
11/01/2005 - 12/01/2005
12/01/2005 - 01/01/2006
01/01/2006 - 02/01/2006
02/01/2006 - 03/01/2006
03/01/2006 - 04/01/2006
07/01/2006 - 08/01/2006