Great hair dad.

The contact sheet of pictures is from a shoot that Mark Susnow did with Annie Libowitz (Leibovitz), that was featured in the rolling stone. 



 *This is not a joke.

YouTube Challenge - I Gave My Kids a Terrible Present, Thanks Jimmy Kimmel

"Hey Yoga Girl"

Three years ago or so I was seeing this guy (who shall remain nameless), at the time I was 100% Vegan, and teaching Yoga. I was referred to as "Yoga Girl". The guy's good friend just sent me this video, and well it gave me a good laugh to say the least. Last embarrassing confession for this post, I remember one night he confessed to me that he had bragged to his childhood friend that he was seeing 'a Yoga teacher', so the story goes (or so I choose to remember it) that the friend was jealous-still cracks me up to this day.

Sleep

A lovely aspect to final is stress.

Apparently I have been sleep walking!
Yes, this is in addition to my sleep talking.

Congrats to me!

my 69 yr. old father has better eye sight then I do. 

Now, because I lost the bet I must kiss his feet and praise him: 

"I shall never doubt you again"

I fell on my bike going 0 MPH

Yesterday I was heading off to school, this was the day after my 21st birthday and I had a midterm in my anthro. senior seminar class. I was a wee bit tired, to say the least. I was on my trusty bike and before I could make it out of the driveway I straight up fell. My chain came off and I went bam, smack, boom into the telephone pole. I got a bit'o blood on my midterm..woops.

it is simply one of those days, my eyes keep falling and it isn't even five.

People Watching

After hours of interview transcription at a local cafe, I decided to take a people watching break.

The subject of the hour is a teenaged girl: 

Blond hair, pajama pants and Ugg boots. 

What was the subject doing? 

Taking a series of photos of herself with her camera phone, flash included.

She was quite the interesting specimen. 

OC

Oxycontin, more commonly know as Oxycotton or OC is a derivative of Oxycodone, a very strong pain-killer/ridiculously addictive drug a lot of college students use. 

Today in my Agroecology class, this boy (who I will call Paul) walks into class some thirty minutes late, mind you this is a seventy minute long class. He precedes to stumble, or walk really slowly to the front of the class (this is a one-hundred person lecture), and he then slowly bends to sit into his seat. He looks as if in pain while sitting, an entire minute (full) process. He then gets out his notebook, takes off his jacket and looks from side to side as he is shivering profusely. He asks his neighbor to borrow a pen in that whisper voice, which is not in fact a whisper. 

As the class progresses, he gets up a few more times to readjust, asks a few questions where he more states a fact about something that doesn't have a thing to do with what the Gliessman is lecturing about and gets shut down, as it is off topic one-hundred percent. He also decides to walk out of the lecture hall (he is sitting in the front row,) for five minute durations and then come back in.

Paul drops his pen a total of three times, and each time attempting to pick it up but fails, as he would have to get out of his seat. Each time Paul asks his neighbor, the poor girl that leant him the pen in the first place to get it, and she does. He also decides to stand up in the middle of the class to put back on his jacket, taking a break from molesting his cheeks, lips and jaw.

Paul, please stop using OC, everybody knows and you look like a fool. Go get help.

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..."

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

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

My swirly straw melted!

I thought it was September today.
But then when I got back home and saw one of our sub-leasin' peeps still there, I soon realized it is indeed not-slash I even said 'Happy September'.

hemorrhoid |ˈhem(ə)ˌroid| ( Brit. haemorrhoid)

noun (usu. hemorrhoids)

a swollen vein or group of veins in the region of the anus. Also (collectively) called piles .

DERIVATIVES

hemorrhoidal |ˌhem(ə)ˈroidl| adjective

ORIGIN late Middle English : via Old French and Latin from Greek haimorrhoides (phlebes) ‘bleeding (veins),’ from haima ‘blood’ + an element related to rhein ‘to flow.’

Let us just say that this was a fun exam to have in Dr. Rigo’s office—it was genuinely one of my fondest memories here in Honduras. 

The highlight from this lil’ visit? 

I don’t think I can say-somewhere between the medication prescribed is: a butt cream, a poop blander, and amoeba fighting agents and the exam itself…perhaps it is just too close to even judge.

A Lil' Confusion Picking Up the Vols.

The four of us P-Sups traveled to Teguc. (some 6 hours by bus) to pick up the vols. from their long journeys. But there seemed to be a bit of a confusion when picking them up...

Pleasant surprise this morning when my boo's best friend walked in..seems to be the theme this week for everyone in my house..

I just pulled out a dread from my head.
No joke, a dread.
Not happy.

Pottery Coop

This past Friday, I went to the Pottery Coop.

I haven't been in quite some time, I will confess- 

I had a whole stack of bisque ware to glaze and a lot of pieces to trim etc. 

I go to get the wax, so I can glaze my pieces. 

I finally find it, and it being wax is somewhat difficult to open. 

I try and try to open it, and finally I get it.

It also gets me, and I end up leaving some two hours later with wax covering my entire body. It has dried at this point. 

The end.

Today, I was riding my bike.
The cool way, where you only have one foot on then you hop the other one over.

I ride into this ditch (I'm in the grass)-
Get jammed into the shifts and the frame,

Meanwhile the guy that I just saw eat shit walking the other way,
see's me eating shit too.
The end.