it's definitely a good sign

sometimes i wish i was having a conversation with him ALL THE TIME.

eyes.

coachella: to c, with love--

oh c, if i was kanye west or bette midler i would write you a song and perform it for you...but i'm not. so i made you this.

thanks for teaching me that pedicures are not gross, and letting me drive your sports car even though i'm not good at driving stick anymore, and for liking EZ cheez, and showing me the music i miss, and for not laughing at my dancing, and for FAIL blog, and just for being universally AWESOME.

been formulating a plot

i am going to buy a barn. (houses depreciate but i don't think barns do ?) i would live in it, after adding the following things:
-rope swing (my life will basically be 'romancing the stone' crossed with 'star wars'!)
-fire pole sliding down from one of the lofts (i think when i was a kid we had friends who had one from their loft, but i may have dreamed that. either way i wont that)
-big open kitchen in the corner with a sweet brick oven (don't know what i'd use this for right now [making rice? storing fire cheetohs? warming up my socks?], but i'm pretty sure that someday the urge to learn to cook will hit me, so i will be ready)
-a projector screen for a) epic movies and b) shadow puppet shows
-more swings (i love the movie penelope mainly because she has a swing right in her room)
-baby pandas (contain yourself!)
-a planetarium in one loft
-a killer library in the other loft
-photo gallery
-main floor would be a dance floor. complete with lots of dance parties.
-and this is the BEST part--i think i could come up with a design for a corner of the house that would actually be a goat pen, and it would be open to the outside but also the goats could be inside!!!...this part needs some honing. (goats are one of my favorite three animals, by the way--i just don't want them stinking up my house)

there are lots of other things to add. but not too much, i still want it minimalistic. but this is even better than my plans for living in a schoolbus. WAY better than living in a Corolla.

Mom, you were right.

Not about EVERYTHING, but at least 99.8% of it.

i have eaten a cadbury egg every day for the last five days. and i make no apologies.

when we went down to Coachella last weekend, C and I found a Rite Aid with lots of cadbury eggs on clearance....
= BIG WIN! (almost on par with FINALLY seeing Fleet Foxes live). usually cadbury eggs sell out or there's none left to put on clearance cause they are so amazingly good and people like this guy want to hoarde them away. anyways. i have lots of eggs now. i won't tell you how many because you will judge me. i spent enough to consider it an actual percentage of a paycheck. ALSO. Coachella was really good. Calexico or TV on the Radio each made it worth the flight to san jose and drive all the way to indio and back... i wish C lived closer so we could go to music festivals every weekend.
footnotes:
1. while it seems like a good idea to stay awake while driving, human stomachs are not created to process copius amounts of mountain dew and fire limon cheetohs in a short period of time. (plus cadbury eggs)
2. the next trend of little hipsters are into the style that i would affectionately call 'disco native'. apparently for 15 year old hipsters, it is cool to wear indian inspired jewelry, headresses, war paints, and clothing (ripped to simulate 18th century leather authentic-ness). But the catch is...it's all in NEON colors!!! Imagine the famous picture of sitting bull, except he has pink and purple painted face, and the headress has been andy warhol-ed into 1988!!! Puh-POW!

eyes.

no animals were harmed in the making of this birthday card...

feet: this beautiful dirt

this beautiful dirt: an overview.

Here is a sampling...starting out in Amsterdam, then Alexandria, Egypt, Cairo, Aswan, Abu Simbel, Kom Ombo, Edfu, and Luxor...


pause the blog music first...

hands: a touch of class for a piece of trash

the tumeric turned out pretty good on the ole wife beater (see post below). i'm not sure how colorfast it will be on the fabric tho...i will conduct an experiment--maybe if i wear it it will dye my torso into a banana. hahaha.

hands.

Here are some morsels of fun with natural dyes, just in case chemicals from PAAS makes you break out or something. Turns out you can do some amazing things with tumeric, red cabbage, yellow onion skins and red onion skins. (Left side is red onion and right side is red cabbage.*) Now, i know, i know, they turned out incredibly beautiful. But i just want to point out, that despite what blogs and their photos would have you believe, that the process to create beautiful things is not always beautiful. Or maybe it's just me. Because in the process making these, i may or may not have ripped apart the kitchen, stained all our countertops, and almost burned down the house. Maybe this is not the first time I started a fire in the kitchen. You know how that egg carton material is good fire starter? Well it's extra good fire starter when you put it directly on the burner. Hahaha. I guess that's not funny. But everything is ok now. Except for the egg carton. :(

*I have maybe now been in seattle long enough to start exorcising some of my white trash-ness, because I am also dying some wife beaters. What better way to add a touch of class to a wife beater than with some natural hippie plant dyes? Vive le nature!!!

feet: this beautiful dirt

i got back from egypt two days ago.
the land and the people are still blowing my mind.
i slept on the nile and walked through the holy sanctuaries of ancient temples. i saw the meticulously preserved bodies of rulers regarded as gods. i touched the walls and felt the reverence of world wonders built on the backs of slaves. i breathed in the dirt and the beauty and the desert and the spirituality and the smiles and the rise and fall of kingdoms and the cycle of life in the tide of the nile.

i can't begin to do it justice...