Funky!

Here is what i love: Three day weekends!
Here is what i hate: nothing really right now, but i’m not particularly fond of the way your feet get kinda sweaty when you where pajamas with feetsies. i don’t remember them doing that when i was small….

So anyway, three day weekend. Day one (friday) started with….oh yes, going out to NapTown for my Mom’s birthday, which was real nice. Mom, Dad and I went to old people central for lunch. (see: Buffet restaurant) (which can not compare to the Horn&Horn Smorgasbord of my youth) Then we perused the book store for a quick half hour, i bought a Solar powerbook and it is doing a fine job at covering the basics, which is exactly what i needed. Mom had to work in the evening (SUCK!) So I hung out with Matt which was great. we had dinner, and tried to use the Bed, Bath & Beyond gift card he had given me for Christmas, to no avail. So we tried at this comic book shop downtownt that SAID it had games on it’s website. Well, i owned 4 of the 5 it had, and didn’t really care about the 5th one. Eh. Then i got dropped off at the metro and made my way home.

Saturday: Got up, not real early to go to the kite festival! Yippee! This is like my one saturday off a year. and it was great. Patrick bailed, i think owing to the fact that he went on a pub crawl the night before So i left him mostly snoozing in bed. But, Bum-ba-duuuhh!! (triumphant like) Jason came to the rescue and met me down there. I watched some choreographed stunt kite flying to music before he came. Then we did some pretty fantastic impromptu kite dancing ourselves. I bought a new kite for this year which is a really cool tie-dyed butterfly. It’s made by Premier Kites, they are a mostly local company and really cool. check them out! Jason was mostly flying that and i was mostly flying my Bat kite from last year. They both were flying real well for the most part, and we were doing quite an impressive display of dancing around each other trying to keep the lines untangled. After the kites came down we watched a tiny bit of indian kite fighting and then the Hot Tricks stunt competition, which was small, but pretty neat. In the end, i’ve Gots to get me one of those stunt kites. When i got home, Patrick made the fantastic suggestion of walking to down to Pumpernickles for some lunch, or in my case, Meal. as i think it was really my only meal of the day. Then it was time to schlep out to College Park to go to Alex’s school with Alex, Dave, Steph and Megan to see a production of Where the Wild Things Are. It was very interesting. The costumes were really neat, and i definitly enjoyed myself. Somewhere in there i finished the Wrist warmers i’ve been working on for like a year. (they also happen to be like a year late for a birthday present! ) I’ll try to be a good knitter and post a picture, but don’t hold your collective breaths. anyway, one is shorter than the other, and i did something funky binding off, so the shorter one is also tighter. :p I think i am going to knit up a better apology pair, that hopefully won’t take as long. End knitting diatribe. So i got dropped off at the College Park metro for the schlep back home. when going out there, i tried taking the bus to Silver Spring and then catching the metro from there, but it’s about an hour trip either way. eh. Anyway, here is another thing i don’t like. College Girls. and clearly, i don’t mean any girl who is in college, but i mean the loud obnoxious ones who were all singing and screaming and dancing in the shelter with me talking about how this is their first time out in America (they were from Israel) and about getting Drunk, and fake id’s, blah, blah, blah. And as usual, i think half of what they were talking about was wrong. And to be fair, i don’t think i like boys like that either. i think i don’t have a real high tolerence for public drunkeness. Anyhow, Schlep home and then to bed i guess. ( i wonder if schlep has to P’s perhaps?)

SUNDAY! V.exciting because sunday was the Best used booksale ever. i look foreward to this thing every year. Patrick stayed home this year so i metro’d to Bethesda in the morning and got a pretty good spot in line at 10:30 (it opened at 11) Misha came in not too long after me, and i think was quite surprised. She had never been and hadn’t quite realized the magnitude of the sale. I found no knitting books well, technically, i did find one, but a lady found it first. Misha ended up with a box of books, and i got a big bag for $23 i think, oh wait, bought 3 more…$27. yes. But, the absolute highlight of the booksale was this book: Giraffes? Giraffes! It was in the Children’s Science Section, and it is seriously cracked up. I flipped it open to a random page and the first thing i read is “Giraffes’ necks are made from papier mache,…” Which was MORE than enough reason for me to buy it. And it just got freakin’ more hillarious when i sat down and was showing it to Misha. Queen of Sweden= Sworn enemy of All Giraffes. Who, by the way, mostly live in Terre Haute, IN. After i get home from the booksale, i’m on my way, out to New Carollton, AGAIN. Mom, Dad, Matt and I went out to a german restaurant in Mayo, MD for Mom’s birthday, since she had to work on her actual birthday, and so did Matt. After looking over their menu here, i figured i was going for the ambiance, but they’re pomme frites were really good, and so was the Spatzle. We drove around for a bit afterwards, and i got to see where my Great-Grandfathers farm had been. Then, BACK to New Carollton for the ride home. Seriously, i’m done with trains this week.

that’s mostly it. i may edit later with more Giraffe information

Solar Water Bottle Lantern

yeah. totally not exagerating in the least bit. So freakin’ Awesome!!!
Today was a really good a mail day. I got my Bats magazine from Bat Constervation Int’l And an awesome Real Goods catalog. Which is where i found the cool Lantern, but their website didn’t have a picture. lame-o’s.

Pretty good day in general over all. Work was nice and kind of low key. And after work Misha was kind enough to give me a ride to Mayorga for the knitting group i think i might join. My friend Amy is moving to Ohio this week and this was her last meeting. The group is losing 2 people so i’m thinking i might step up to the plate. I had a fantastic time tonight, lots of good stitchin’ n’ bitchin’ (oof, too many apostrophes) and spinning and quilting as well. Amy told the best story (which i’m sure she will be thrilled when she finds out i passed on ) about passing out in band and getting a clarinet stuck in her leg. Seriously, best scar story ever. Nothing is ever going to top that. We laughed like loons on loon pills.

But the time is late, and i must retire to the bed to read about bats and composting toilets!!! *Squeal*

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Hooray boys and girls! we have a mystery!! I have a mysterious comment, well, okay, the comment only mildly mysterious, the poster, V. mysterious, posted on the Gah! Girly Underwears post. I’m pretty sure he’s from Board game geek, and i’m also pretty sure it was the lure of my Jibbly-bits from a geek list article. Check it out-
Gah! Girly Underwears! And so El Mysterioso Josh, you are being added to the blog roll because you 1) like games 2) and good movies and 3) you hate rental truck companies. I mean, who can’t get along with that type of person?

Today i gave a customer whom I rather like a bag of foreign stamps for her daughter who has gotten into stamp collecting. I ran into her as i was going to lunch, so her and her son just ran across the street with me to get said stamps. We were chatting about how nice my commute is (which is very) and asked if i baby-sat in my free time (HA!) and i politely said, “No, i don’t, that’s not really my thing” and she said “Oh, that’s ashame, you’re so good with kids” HAHAHAHAHA! Have you fooled, don’t I??? No. No i am not good with kids. i am good with CERTAIN kids, because they are persons. not kids. if that makes sense. It’s like this-I hate people. but i enjoy certain persons. Same with kids. I hate kids, but on an individual level, i get along really well with some of them. I do often waffel, trying to decided whether is Children i don’t like, or Parents….it goes back and forth. and really comes down to hating people.
But i love Toys! and i think that is the more important part. I mean. it’s nice if you like both (weirdos) but i think i get along better at the store loving toys and hating people, than i would loving people and hating toys. or not even hating so much as being ambivilant about them.
Also, my new favorite thing to come across in the store (there’s really no good way to put this) is little kids with their hands down their pants. It’s hillarious. usually they are just walking around browsing, or staring intently at something, like the Scheich Animals, but they’ve got a hand or hands down the front of their pants, kind of absent mindly having a good time. It cracks me up. A) because it reminds me of the one the Tech-ed teachers at my middle school and B) okay, i got no real B-but it’s still funny.
My least favorite thing that i’ve ever come across in the store was poo nuggets in the science section. I’ve had to clean up pee multiple times, twice in one day, weirdly. Thankfully, i seem to escape el vomitado. Oh, you know what…i think there was once.
Anyhow, i’m off to upstairs to play Amun-Re and cross one off my list. Ta!

See? This is why i suck at being a bridesmaid. Both Jessi and Ashley have nice sweet happy reviews of the Bridal Shower and i come back screaming like a loon on loon pills about Girly Underwear! But they’re both right, there was QUITE the spread of food. And tasty comestibles that _I_ could (see: Would) eat too! That rasberry trifle was killer. And no meat neither!

Here is my thought for today: Why is it, that when people say they are re-incarnated, their previous incarnations are always somebody important or famous? A Roman Emporer, Atilla the Hun, Cleopatra. Were normal people to boring to re-incarnate? Because i’m A) Pretty sure this in not my first time around B) i’m also pretty sure i was just some person before. Nothing special. No concubine to Hitler or anything weird.

P.S.
for most of my life, i thought Atilla the Hun was a woman. I think i associated the fat lady from Die FlederMaus the Opera as Atilla. I was shocked to find out it was a guy. And a real ass at that.

i just got home from what was possibly, the most disturbing Bridal Shower ever. My friend Jessi (of Pandora’s Vox fame) is getting married (to my friend Jason) (okay, i’m not sure why i’m explaining this, since i’m pretty sure you two are the only ones who read this )in June and today was her Bridal Shower. Jessi has, as it turns out a large family, and is marrying into a large family, and OH MY GOD the loot. seriously. there weren’t that many presents under my familys christmas tree. But here’s the thing. Jessi kinda wanted it to be a girly party, and my lord did the word get out. i swear to god, she got a bazillion different types of Girly underwears. i mean. A LOT. from her Aunts and stuff too. If i were to pull a pie chart out of my ass and label it, it would go something like this

70% sheer underwear, some with feather trim
20% tchotskys-i.e. lots of wall plaques with sayings or small dust collectors
10% household items.
and and extra bonus 1% to the fantastically special pillows her, um, Aunt? made her. Because they were in a class all their own.

She can now wear sexy negligees for two weeks straight with out having to do the wash. Here is what i have in sexy underwears: one Slip that i really liked, and a black cami set. Here is about how often they get worn: once every 2-3 months. Maybe.

Anyway, Jessi had a nice time, which is the important part. It was an Alice in Wonderland Tea Party themed shower. Jessi’s mom Jane (Exact replica of my mom, except her mom smokes Salems and my mom smokes Winstons) was kind enough to host at her house, which i will say once again for the benefit of Jason, I LOVE. I LOVE THIS FREAKIN’ HOUSE. I mean, talk about a seriously great house. Woooof. and a seriously sweet dog. And Ashley’s cat John. in fact, i’m not even really sure John is a cat. because if you tried to pick my cat up like that. she’d eat your head. No joke. Ask Jason.

Anyhow, look, see? i updated. i’ll try to do it more, i promise.

P.S.
Deflexion is at Child’s Play!!! GO BUY IT!