The Pervocracy

Female toplessness is legal in a lot of places in the US (although not where I live), and I’d be meeting the letter of the law with a couple of Band-aids. But I have a gut feeling that if I go anywhere that there are people—and particularly anywhere there are children—nobody’s going to be too happy about my Band-aids. The enforcement is social; women just don’t go around topless in the US.

It bothers me because it’s unequal, but it also bothers me in its implications: that my body is inherently sexual, and a man’s body isn’t. It feels like men are being viewed through the first-person lens of “it’s nice to feel the sun on my skin, and I don’t mean anything by it” and women are being viewed through the distinctly third-person lens of “it’s inappropriate for me, a heterosexual man, to see her sexy parts.” It ignores the experiences of people who are turned on by male chests and somehow manage to contain themselves when they see one.

Dear Diary,

Dear Diary,

I learned how to drive a stick-shift this weekend.
I'm not too good yet, but practice makes perfect..

And if that doesn't work, I'll just click my heels three times.

meet Puck.

I think you could keep me entertained for at least a week.

home from a long weekend with my special someone.
much enjoyed and needed.
now to catch up on school work, week one and I am already behind, yikes.

but on the bright side, I have a kick-ass teacher/fellow person
 at...8AM tomorrow morning.
did I mention the entire lecture is in Spanish, Antropologia de las Juventudes.

Surging waves hit against the breakwater in a port town in central Japan as a powerful typhoon was bearing down on the country on Wednesday. The storm triggered landslides and floods that left at least 16 people dead or missing. See more photos: http://yhoo.it/oEXilT (AP/Chunichi Shimbun, Daiji Yanagida)

Color therapy, good for many things.

Dear Diary,

Dear Diary,

I had a very fucking emotional draining day.
So glad it is over.

First day of classes, blogging to decompress some.
The very first class was at 8AM, and the teacher is such hot shit I can't get over it, gosh! Slash this is the one all in Spanish, yikes..but it seems just fine, for now.

Also had my ENVS 100 class, hopefully won't be too much of a bore..

But the highlight by far of the day is...Steve Gliessman added me to his class!
Now, how to juggle all of the classes that I want to take..yikes!

Hanging on the Wall.

A lil' bit of fun in a photo-booth.

Not at my house but his, and he won't give me a copy.. 

So I snatched a pic. when he wasn't looking ;)

there were 25 cent peep shows in Canada.

On the way home from Canada:

"Ok! Made it to the hallway. Sprinted that shit, my goodnesssssss! There was a ridiculous line to check-in, then the lady tells me that my bag probs. won't get checked-in because it is within a half-hour of the flight (20 minutes to be exact.) Then I go to TSA, where the lady is about to check my boarding ticket, only I don't have one! So I sprint back to check-in and the lady is already running to meet me..then wait, wait, wait to go through security, I get yelled at by a few people because I left my bag unattended..(my defense, it was on the roll-y thing that pushes the bags) then I jam on my shoes, stuff everything into my bag and spring for a solid seven minutes..I think I may have caused some people to trip, specifically the man that was pushing the women in the wheel-chair. Now about to board, they are telling me to turn off my phone, let's see three minutes until the scheduled take-off time, nothing like adreniline bright and early on a Monday morning, thanks Tess for getting lost on the way to the airport..Last seat in the last row, I was the annoying person that barely makes it, panting and sweating while everyone is made and upset that they were waiting for me..."

Word of the Day

acme \ACK-mee\, noun:

The highest point of something; the highest level or degree attainable.

A Conversation Between Me & You

Me: In Oregon! There is no difference between here and California.
Me: This just in...in Washington! There is no difference between Washington and Oregon and California. Slash saw some cute bikers on the road, but not as _____ as you.
You: Look at you making your way like a gypsy. Watch out, don't fall in love with WA-it rains a lot.
Me: I have to say, that Portland looked pretty kick ass..u wanna move? They have free public transportation in the city...(yes I have come to this decision within a matter of an hour..while I drove through it..in the dark.)
You: Seems bold and unthoughtful, let's do it!
Me: Perfect..if u said no I would have had to end it right here, right now. Over text. Ok, and then we can start our businesses and multi-millionionionionares (that would suffice) and buy boats and bikes and motor boats, and flying bikes, and fly across the world...plan? Leave next Monday when I get back? Can you get off of work that soon?
You: How bout we leave next Friday and be pretend millionaires at a lake on kayaks?
Me: That could work too, but my idea was brilliant!

being home.

"How old do you think the tree is?" my mom asks to my dad as I begin to count the rings,
"What Savo, you think each line represents a thousand years or something?" says my Dad as if I am a complete dumb-ass. My mother and I start to laugh hysterically.
"No, each one is one year Dad." I reply cooly.
"So you think this is real?" he replies.
"No dad, they implanted the tree here, then carved it out, in fact-it is made of cement and this new synthetic  paint that appears to be a tree, almost bark-like you could say. Then they set up the light so that it hits just so, giving the illusion that in fact it is a tree. Can you believe the trouble they went to?!" I say back to him.
"Savo, I don't think so." as he walks away laughing at my theory that this is in fact a real tree.

Things I am looking forward to on my trip:

1. Books on tape.
2. Lots of caffeine.
3. Butt massages form Alex.
4. Truck driver exercises for a pit stop.
5. 14 hours in a car with only Alex.
6. Gossip about his sex life.
7. Gossip about his friends.
8. Gossip.
9. Peeing into a funnel that is rigged to a pipe, and attached to a jar.
10. Emptying the jar into the toilet or even just the side of the road if/when we actually make a stop.

Took my momma to lunch.
My god-momma took me to dinner.

Sorta love being home,
Short and sweet..
Less than 36 hours and I am on the road again.

Washington here I come!

Traveling Pants

     Tis I, the lil' Russian dumpling with some lovely hand-me-downs. Damn straight, all the way from New York..my momma went back East for a family reunion this past August, which I of course missed (again) : (

But, she brought back with her this mighty'o treasure. Apparently my Grandma gave them to her and said that she was too tired of holding onto them..and now she (my mother) doesn't (didn't) know what to with them-so I grabbed them as if it was a no brainer and put them on. Not to my surprise they fit magically, and now I too have my very own pair of traveling pants, well shorts really.

And so the lineage begins:

     First they were my mom's Levi jeans back when she was in high school, perhaps her favorite pair. Very stylish indeed, "you should have seen the bell on these" according to mommy dearest. She also took them to Brazil when she lived there for her junior year, where she embroidered 'cogumelos' (mushrooms) and added many other embellishments..

        Second, my mom went off to college and left behind her beloved Levi jeans..and she thought she would never see them again. Much to her surprise, my Aunt Susie (the fourth? of eight) took them as her own-adding her own embellishments and drastically changing them for the 21st Century. 

Thus turning the Levi jeans into short shorts. 

Now, some thirty/forty years later-they are mine...did I mention they fit absolutely perfectly?

And to think I was always ridiculously jealous of all of the girls in my class that had hand-me-downs from the seventies..

My embellishments are still in the works..right now I am focussing on patching up all the holes first, a final picture to follow ;)

"Va a hacer daño el piso!"

so I just click my heels 3 times? 

so the wedding that I went to didn't have the part where anyone can object, quite the outrage.

sounds kinda hollow today...

just typing, typing, and more typing all day unfortunately.

My house is officially disgusting with so many romances and sex!
Confession, I am among them, but I have been with my boo the longest.
I think I should get priority, right?

I kinda feel sick to my stomach, and if I didn't have someone special..yikes.
I think it is safe to say that there will always be someone else sleeping over, and at least some lip smackin', snogging around every corner.
Here is to a new year-

so down.

Dear Diary,

Dear Diary,

We officially named the new place, it is Brown Sugar-
Conveniently located right next to Granulated White Sugar (cube).

Said "Brown Sugga" of course.

"Oh my god. I just sent you a 'thanks for a great bike ride, burrito, and sexercise' to my landlord on accident. He took it humorously."

how bout them apples?

Yoda took a little tinkle on my left foot today.
Gotta mark that territory, right?

Juliana Pick-Up Your SKYPE.

What does your world look like without walls?

Thank you for your purchase! 

Air

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Seattle/Tacoma, WA - SEA  to  San Jose, CA - SJC

Monday, September 19, 2011

That is right, I my friends am going to Oregon, Seattle, and Canada! 

→ "Today I saw a woman carry something really heavy" -Eliza referring to Florian's comment about wanting to grow up to be 'like' a really powerful woman. 

I may have gotten a bit too tipsy yesterday,
Let's just say I christened the new house with my bunda.

I went to a wedding yesterday with my man. 

The talk of the evening? 

Babies, living together, and wedding vows-How fun.

I just got back from a leisurely bike ride,
where I learned that Sea Otters really got it going on:

"You should see them have sex, it is a major orgy."

During the same bike ride,

"They must be congregating in the middle,
did you know that they are the only other species that have sex for pleasure!"

And finally, my question-what is on your mind?

"Let's track it!" (the bird averaged at 35 miles per hour)

"Ubuntu" I am because you are.

May I please go where ever you are going...please?

Recent Realizations

Food is amazing, and so is Yoda.
I love my new book, but I like cuddling more.
Baths are lovely, and boy do they get steamy.
My landlord is really cool, but my housemates are cooler.
Juliana may be gone, but Noah is claiming to be the Kitchen Fairy.
Wrestling is awfully fun, but please don't get a(head) of yrself.

Watch Out Yoda.

This could too be your future soon enough..just sayin.

Bam bam.

It was awfully warm and cozy,

Until I heard the fight.

Three tough guys trying to munch on some fish-ies,

Squeezing them way too tight.

Poor guppies, couldn't see a thing,

For all there was, was that shining Night.

With a swing, and a hit you socked them, and the piece of wood too,

Butt naked and gallant, running out in the dead of the night-

Bam, bam, bam-

Damn Coon, you going down tonight!

                                                                              

Until you get yourself a gun, you's gonna be my redneck holding me just righ