On the Midway

Carrie needed to (wo)man a table at the Puyallup Fair on Friday, so I tagged along as her textbook-reading non-volunteer.  It was pretty great. 

Here we are at the Grange exhibits.  Pretty cool!

My Scarecrow friend

Carrie doesn't quite measure up...as a carrot.

Washington: Canning Liberty for Freedom

Carrie!  Don't get squashed!  HAHAHAHAHA!

I love these things!

Next, we checked out my favorite part, the hobby hall.  There were paintings, dollhouses, Leggo sculptures, but I couldn't get enough of the collections

My Little Pony heaven

Interesting that the boy ponies resemble the Village People

Carrie approves...before realizing it was new Star Wars

Harry Potter Leggo mini-figures

Muppets!

Cats rule!

And pandas drool.

And then we made it to the Midway, where we finally realized why our parents never let us ride too many rides at the fair...man are they expensive. and not nearly long enough for the price.  We rode 2 rides.  And had another realization, our inner ear capabilities aren't nearly what they used to be.

Just before our ride on the swings

While on the swings

Our feet on the swings

Of late, there seems to be a general ennui exuding from everyone.  Trapped in this never-ending rut of the same-old, same-old.  Maybe it was last night's adrenalin-inducing, and pocket-draining rides that convinced Carrie and I to venture out on at least one new adventure a month.  It doesn't have to be pricey, it doesn't even have to cost any money, it just has to be something new... and out of the house...and adrenalin-inducing. How about the opera?  Kayak carol singing?  Just the beginning.

One Perfect Summer

Well, maybe not perfect; I can think of a few faces I would have loved to see. But as summers go, it was truly wonderful.  I'm not sure I have ever really appreciated a summer break as much as I did this year.  Perhaps more so now, looking back as I burrow deeper, and deeper into the cold, dark, reeking, endless tunnel that is the 2L year.  Side note: as that is my assessment one month in, I can only assume that things will be looking up soon...or at least by May.  So as your neglectful blog author, short on time (mine) and attention span (yours), I simply offer some of my favorite photos of the summer, and a promise to be a better chronicler in future...

PS: not all of these photos are mine...sorry friends for taking without asking.  I'll be sure to credit you if anyone comes calling!

Various Summer Fun:  Me and SalmonPants together at last, thanks to Patrice!; finally our own Washoe board (Carrie and I are sharing joint custody); playing said washoes with Colleen; delicious 4th of July barbeque; The AZ parents in kayaks, on Lake Union, in front of the Space Needle; and me with a PBR in my back pocket...classy!

 

Harry Potter 7.2: The end of an era.

Warrior Dash:  Carrie and my legs after the mudpit; Wendy and her warrior clan.

Finally finished with 1L year:   Debbie and I float off on the water taxi for pizza and illegally consumed beverages in Alki.  Nothing like breaking a few city ordinances to say, "Fuck you!" to the first year of law school

Shi Shi Beach Backpacking trip:  Me, the seastar scavenger, and Trish the coffee/firepit maven, plus some pretty amazing scenery

Guatemala:  It's hard to summarize this magical trip.  So that's all I will say, it was magical.

The Arch

 

Try juggling to quit smoking!

This is Dennis' photo, but I love it SO much

A blurry menage a trois

Some awesome girls on an awesome volcano

Saying goodbye

Aidan:  I wasn't there for this shot, but I think it is the greatest picture ever.

It's been a long, long, long, long time.  I find myself wiling away my free time (what little there is) viewing and reviewing all the same old websites.  Nothing special, I check facebook, oh, 8 or 9 times...an hour.  I page through countless celebrity fashion images.  And I check out the news.  (Thankfully, I seem to have lost the desire to waste countless hours playing word games...if you don't count Words With Friends, but that's only on my phone, during my commute.)  But this year, it's only taken a little over a month of school to become utterly bored with the same old routine.  So I thought, why not spend that time in an actual creative pursuit.  Say, writing, and sharing stories with those of you that I don't get to talk to as much as I'd like.  That was the point of this blog in the first place.  And Lord knows, I am sorely lacking in creativity of late.  Produce, create, contribute, share.  Those will be my procrastination tools from now on.

Hitler to Hipster

Read this:
http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/what-would-godwin-say-hipsters/

And if you don't want to take the time, at least read this...you damn hipster.

Calling someone ‘hipster’ is the ultimate judgmental move. It’s a superficial word that essentially means nothing – you use it when you don’t know someone well enough to hate them for a specific reason. Getting to know someone gives you the ammo you need to hate on them in a proactive way. You can target your insults and make them count. You can say, “So-and-so needs to take a fucking shower and read a goddamn book that wasn’t written in the 20^th century,” and it’ll feel good, because you’re hating based on concrete observations and not on snap judgments.

Let’s just accept that we have ruined the word ‘hipster,’ that it means someone wearing flannels and skinny jeans or like… a onesie, or Buddy Holly glasses or deck shoes or… I don’t know, feather hair extensions or elbow patches or cardigans or… black pants, it means someone who listens to music and reads books; that it quite literally means nothing anymore, that everyone is a hipster and no one is a hipster. Let’s retire ‘hipster’ from the lexicon and start insulting each other with some goddamn dignity.

I'll Give You a Renaissance

Various parents, avert your eyes.  I've finally decided on my celebrity threesome.  Stephen Colbert (natch) and James Franco...CURVEBALL!  You never saw that coming!  That's right, James Franco.  Not that other James (ahem, McAvoy...sorry, my love).   Watch all of these clips and you will understand.

The Colbert Report	Mon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c
Renaissance Nemesis - Frank Jameso
www.colbertnation.com
Colbert Report Full Episodes Political Humor & Satire Blog Video Archive

The Colbert Report	Mon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c
James Franco Pt. 1
www.colbertnation.com
Colbert Report Full Episodes Political Humor & Satire Blog Video Archive

The Colbert Report	Mon - Thurs 11:30pm / 10:30c
James Franco Pt. 2
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Colbert Report Full Episodes Political Humor & Satire Blog Video Archive

The interview reaches its climax (hee hee) when it devolves into an honest to goodness Lord of the Rings debate. Nailed it! 

Also, who wants to see Your Highness?

Backpack, Backpack

My new backpack.  Isn't she the most beautiful backpack you have ever seen?  She is an Osprey Brand, named Ariel, like the Little Mermaid!  And she is orange like the color of the Little Mermaid's hair.  And like the Little Mermaid, I covet and hoard possessions and store them in some catacombs.  Also I comb my hair with a fork.  And I sold my voice to the Sea Witch for some legs and a chance to meet a man who has no idea I exist.  And I can talk to fish....off topic.  Ariel and I are going to have some pretty fantastic times this summer.  First in Guatemala and then out to Shi Shi Beach.  Here's wishing her

a long life and many travels...mostly because she was very expensive.

Here I am wearing the backpack the improper way, much like the Little Mermaid would probably try to wear the backpack.



And a little movie 'cause it makes me happy, and it's so true.

TV's Brian Dennehy

         
         At wine tasting today, there was a baby that looked
       just like Brian Dennehy.  I couldn't stop staring. Carrie   
           took this covert photo...sorry it's not bigger, the
                          parents were starting to notice.