Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Wet t-shirt contest!
More of us at the water park. Blake holding Kendon (who LOVED the water!) and then the three girls. Jenn's in the pink tank, Yaunna in the bathing suit, and me in the yellow shorts. Oh yeah, and a white shirt. Oops. I didn't know it was like this kind of water park. I thought it would lightly mist! Not clobber you!
Water Park
We went to the water park today. It's really neat...just a bunch of fountain that use recycled, chlorinated water and spray all the little kids on hot days. I have no idea how hot it was here today...I think someone said 30. Which, apparantly the conversion is the temperature celsius, x9, /5, +32. Or double plus 32. Roughly.
Monday, August 01, 2005
My favorite artists
www.joesorren.com
www.markryden.com
www.chiaroscurogallery.com
Joe Sorren painted this picture, entitled "In Her Silent Way". Love him. He has amazing colour usage and an incredible imagination...I envy his style.
Mark Ryden is a little twisted and fabulous.
The gallery is my ex-boyfriend's parents gallery. Though I don't really want to give them any business, they still have some great art.
My baby!!
Truman is on the left...his buddy Lucky is on the right. They're really good friends...they wrestle all the time. But last week, Kev was at his friend Nagy's house to spend the night and hang out and do boy stuff, whatever, and Tru and Lucky were playing hard the first day. Then the next day, Truman's hips were hurting him (he has severa hip displaysia, for those of you who are new here) and wasn't in the mood to play. Lucky kept humping him and trying to get him to wrestle and Truman gave him a warning snip and Lucky went for him. So, my boy, the killer that he is, retaliated and put Lucky in the hospital. I guess that they went after each other at the same time, moths open, and Truman's tooth caught Lucky's gum and tore it open. Lucky had to have his tooth removed in that spot later that day. !!! They're still buddies, though, and thank god Nagy is still our buddy too. You come to kind of expect these things when you own pit bulls. But! Everyone has to know what sweet dogs they are. Lucky has a past of attacking other dogs and Truman, well, he'll fight back if someone gets him first, but in general he's not the fight starter. He just likes to cuddle and sleep on your head.
www.viceland.com
Great magazine my friend Leah introduced me to. This month is the photo issue, so check it out. But a warning! It is strictly NC-17 for the most part, and if you're queasy or easily disturbed, I suggest you not look at it. There are some sexually explicit photos and well as some rather gruesome violent photos. They're beautifully evocative, but if you're not ready for a shock, don't even try it. Instead, go to their previous issues and read some of the articles. Again, if you're easily offended, f*** off and don't check out this page. You won't like it, ya hoser.
Art
This is a photo of paint being splashed up into the air. I found it off of this website that Gary told me about, Industrial Brand.com, which is full of bizarre things and links to cool things. Check out their blog for more of this kind of stuff. www.industrialbrand.com
This link www.oiofilm.com/main_eng.html is for the splattered paint photographs. When you get to that page, click on 'photo gallery' in the column on the left. Interesting stuff.
Sunday, July 31, 2005
The Poo Face
This is Brenny's "Eat Poo" face. We wanna make t-shirts with this face on it that says "eat Poo". And "Let's get this chicken started". That last phrase is because I taught him how to say "Let's get this party started" and he thinks poo is really funny (typical guy) so he changed it to "Let's get this poopy started". So I told him that chickens are much funnier than poo, so now he says all the time "Let's get this chicken started". Maybe he should be wearing a chef's hat for that pic.
"Sisters...sisters...there were never such devoted sisters...
...never had to have a chaperone, no sir...I'm here to keep my eye on her." Actually, she keeps her eye on me. I'm younger 12.5 years. Jenn wants me to tell you all that she "looks like crap because she won the Nobel Peace Prize last night and had too much champagne at the after party". You all can guess what really happened.
She's gonna beat me for saying that.
They grow up so fast, don't they?
This is my nephew Blake...he's 15 and taller than me. I remember when he was little...we were in the car for a while driving to Target (we lived in a really small town, so if you wanted Target, it was about 30-40 minutes away) and halfway there he was complainging about his legs hurting. Then he started crying. He was probably 3 years old... So we get to Target and I take him in the bathroom to find out what's wrong and I pull down his pants and his underpants...and there was another pair of underpants on. And another. And another. I was laughing hysterically at this point and asked what the deal was. He replied "Mommy bought me new Superman underwear and I couldn't decide which pair to wear today!" So he wore the whole package. Nerd. But man...it was like, yesterday...and now he likes girls instead of Superman underwear. Wherever does the time go?!?!?!?!
We're not related, seriously...
Jenn in her scuba outfit she was going to wear for her presentation yesterday. She supposedly didn't have enough time to change into it though...so she ended up just wearing her dress. She looked very pretty in it though...nice to see her in something other than Birkenstocks. Dirty hippy. She could wear these flippers and I'd be stoked that she wasn't wearing her 'stocks with socks. By the way, we're only half-sisters...
The War Zone
The kitchen after we were finished with it. And the final product. The baggies contain:
*Chocolate rocks
*Gummi snails (which look slightly phallic if you're not told ahead of time that they're snails)
*Swedish fish (that they don't sell anywhere in BC! There's a swedish fish embargo! We went to 4 grocery stores and when we finally found them, we all screamed and hollered and jumped around...yeah, we got some funny looks)
*starfish cookies and/or "trout" cookies
Trout!
They're not trout, actually. I got a lot of hell from Fish Boy Blake about that. We found the cookie cutter and I said, "Hey! Otters eat trout, right?" and he and Yaunna looked at me like I was retarted. Don't otters eat trout?!?! Anyway, I guess they're big mouth bass, or something. I thought Big Mouth Bass was just that stupid singing plastic fish that you buy for people you don't like at Christmas time.
Anyway, he did a gorgeous job on these "fishies" whatever the hell they are.
Cookies
I am a confirmed tweaker! We were up till 2:30 baking these cookies for Jenn's final presentation for her class. The kids were a great help (I'm not being sarcastic) and apparantly they were a HUGE hit yesterday! The blue starfish were created early in the evening...as though that weren't apparant...and the pink ones were done at about 1:45. We got a little tired. But oh well. They taste GREAT! I'm eating one right now.
Friday, July 29, 2005
Yaunna and Alysha
This is Yaunna's best friend, Alysha. They're both standing flat on the ground, without shoes. They're the same age too. I find it funny that Yaunna, the shortest girl in school is best friends with Alysha, the tallest girl in school. I'm totally convinced that Yaunna is going to marry some guy who's like, 6'6". Then she'll be on Maury.
Yaunna's Last Swimming Lesson
Yaunna at her swimming class. She's the sped at the bottom of the photo giving a peace sign.
Her instructor Alan is the big kid in the wetsuit. Which I find funny because it's hot as hell here. And the kid could use a tan, trust me. He's sweet though...really funny playing with the kids. He splashes them and makes jokes and they play swimming games. Probably the only Yid in Canada, too.
Gotta love them Yids. Mazeltov!
Kittens
These are the kittens next door. One looks just like Otto when he was a baby and one looks just like Emily Rose. The Otto kitten is feisty as hell, so he wouldn't sit still for a picture. The E.R. kitty though, stared at me the whole time I stood there trying to steady my hands so I could take a decent picture. Thanks for the nerves, dad.
Thursday, July 28, 2005
This is f*****g hilarious!
http://aspyamongus.blogspot.com/
Oh my god this guy is funny. I have a cramp in my left oblique and mascara running down my cheeks from reading this guy's post. Check it out. I highly recommend it.
Aww, Nat...
I'm wondering what the biological force is behind me (pipe up if this strikes you as well) needing to be nicer to the cute dog that's a pecker rather than the not-so-cute one that's really sweet. I love them both actually, it's just this urge to like the better looking one with great DNA than the mutt with shitty DNA. Get it? I'm ranting. Okay, I'll stop. Someone tell me I'm not crazy though!
Dude
Woah. I would say, "this person has way too much time on their hands--they need a hobby" but I think they've already found a good solid waste of their time. How amazing is this?? There's more too. I'll find them. I saved them somewhere on this computer. Oh, the one on the left is a pumpkin and yams and the right is a watermelon.