Granulated Sugar

Better Think Quick

2007-07-30T11:08:00.000-07:00

Idaho

My Lord has it really been nearly 6 months!!
Yes...
Cielle do you read this anymore?
Do you want to keep this shit alive?
We can make it happen, if we're willing.

Well, Cielle and I had a rough year. I told you I wouldn't be your overpowering sidekick, but I just appreciate you and all that you have given me, seriously. So thanks.
Now that its two months into summer what have I done?
-Finished the school year with a 4.0
-Rocked out at AIH in June with Cielle
-Helped an ol' artist with a mosaic mural
-Vacationed on the coast
-Went and saw my insane relatives
-Drove in hellish Portland traffic (life-altering)
-Saw Harry Potter 5 with Cielle (best one yet)
-Sat around wallowing-Made cake
-Downloaded a buttload of tunes
-Did robotics stuff
-Almost bought a cat
-Made 3 music videos (Powerout Neighborhood #3, From My Own True Love (Lost at Sea), Autumn Sweater)
-Went to Da Vinci Days, saw PINK MARTINI
-Read HP!!
-Sat on blanket listened to man with cancer sing blues funk
-Made a pita sandwich, with cream/feta cheese, lettuce, tomatoes, Greek food rocks.

I am taking it easy, I've been watching Fallon 3 weeks straight and my mind is numb. I worked some volunteer hours at the lame ass volunteer core. I really don't want two of the same T-shirts so I'm not doing a second week.
Whats with this weather?
No Wilco: No Fun
When I was down on the Sewage River, I actually did some pretty good stone skipping. Not stoned tripping.
Fudgesicles. Ice Cream. Pie. Fireworks. Rivers. Sun. Concerts. Sunglasses. Sandals. Art. Fairs. Laughter. Reading. Blogging. Sleeping. Relaxing. SUMMER!

T'is The Season for: Russian Tea Cakes

2006-12-27T20:00:00.000-08:00

1 cup butter
1/2 cup confectioners (powdered) sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla
2 1/4 cups flour
1/4 teaspoon salt
3/4 cup finely chopped nuts (walnuts)

Preheat oven: 400 F. Mix butter, sugar, vanilla. Slowly work in four. Shape dough into small balls. Put them on ungreased cookie sheet. Bake 10-12 mins. Once cooled a bit roll in powdered sugar (mix in sprinkles). Cool more and roll in sugar again.
makes 4 dozen [but thats a lie, you really should double it or you'll only get 2 dozen - no joke!]

Brought to you by a worn Betty Crocker cookbook from the '60's.
Santa's #1 choice for a Christmas cookie treat.

I love these buttery cakes. Make some.
The picture above was taken with my new camera. But its still a damn kodak easyshare but this time its a kodak easyshare c643 instead of that other number the other one was. And this one has a zoom lense that doesn't suck, and it takes sound video. It's truely fantastic. So thanks Santa, and sorry I didn't make the tea cake cookies until last night, but I'm sure it'll be different next year.
I wanted a computer so I could put music on it without it crashing and dying and weasing under the pain of being so last century. (windows 98)
Fallon had a good christmas she racked in 2 huge presents aside from all her other Christmas presents and birthday gifts a week ago. She got a build-your-own-fort set and her very own bistro stand (its very stylish). The neon colors of the build-a-fort set is rather out of place in our living room next to that bistro set. Fallon doesn't need anything else...the brat.

Happy New Year.

Star Wars Exhibit: I

2006-11-22T17:20:00.000-08:00

I guess I’ll blog about Star Wars.

There are some perks to being on a nerdy high school robotics team, and that is - we got free admission into OMSI and the Star Wars exhibit. The catch was we had to actually be present at the robot scrimmage for a few hours. That time moved quickly. Cielle and I wandered around OMSI getting free passage most everywhere. We smashed Einstein’s head onto a penny, gawked at the crazy shit in the gift shop, smiled at OMSI staff, and generally had a blast. OMSI was our bitch.

In the fun-land Star Wars exhibit on display were models and costumes used in the various episodes. My favorite had to be the Millennium Falcon, surrounded by glass and hanging by thin wires to simulate it flying. Awesome to the extreme. Check out Our Flickr to see some Star Wars props. While waiting in line for a “meeting with C-P30” a cool staff member with a purple vest over a red-stripped sweater started to talk about the robotics scrimmage and R2D2. He was holding a little Lego® robot scorpion. The scorpion could sense things in front of it and then “sting you”. So we enjoyed this entertainment for a few minutes.

Later we saw the same guy again in the food court. He waved to us as though we knew him, and told us that the Portobello mushroom sandwich was excellent, but he got it with tomatoes not onions…then we bought nachos beans and rice instead, poor guy, he probably felt insulted. “They didn’t get the mushroom sandwich!!”

At the gift shop I bought a voice transformer. Cielle bought Star Wars tattoos and freeze-dried ice cream (have you eaten that yet?) I think it was the ice cream cookie kind.

Oh yay, here comes thanksgiving and all its great food. Enjoy it everyone!!!

Flipbook

2006-11-01T16:34:00.000-08:00

Neat-o.

News Flash

2006-10-23T19:39:00.000-07:00

This is my new music wish list: http://cielle.tadalist.com/lists/public/435643
If you have any of these, be a dear, and we can make a trade. I have a lot of strange things you might be interested in.
Last week we saw Yo la Tengo at the Crystal ballroom, with my brother and our friend Ben, it was fun. Here's a picture I like from the show, look at flickr for more.
We have a 4 day weekend coming up, I will be in Portland for a few days, but if you want to do something, give me a ring.
lovingly yours, Cielle

Gordan Smith

2006-10-23T17:44:00.000-07:00

Actual conversation between me and a senator.

Gordan Smith: Hi this is Gordan Smith...state senator...
Me: Whhhyy?
Gordan Smith: Please vote for me to support the activist judges in the senate...
Me: I am not sure I care about activist judges...yet...
Gordan: I support...
Me: please shut up, my nose is bleeding. *click*

I don't like electronic senators.

Cosmo

2006-09-28T22:53:00.000-07:00

My evil twin would shoot people in the face with laser guns of various colors. And I would call her Cosmo.

3 Things

2006-09-22T20:25:00.000-07:00

1. I have been color coordinating my lunches.

2. I have been told I should be a comedian. I have been told I should be an historian. What should I do?
Maybe a comedy CD with jokes about American history. "And whats up with this Custer guy? Can you tell me about him?"

3. My parents bought a mattress from a man named Gage Smiley.

Lovingly yours, Cielle

Cars Trains Cars, Oh My

2006-09-19T20:55:00.000-07:00

I chased a legendary steam train with my pop last weekend. We had fun. Driving around aimlessly figuring out what we were going to do as we went. We reached spots to watch the train, and we'd wait and wait.As soon as it flashed by us and left us in its steam, we, and the many other spectators, ran into our cars and tried to catch up to this Orange steamer. There was a lot of, "wait, wait, go go go!" We chased it through the gorge, past The Dalles and up towards Bend. We were accompanied by many other train-enthusists, some had tripods some had video cameras, some with nice green trucks. We followed all these people along the way and we watched where they watched. It was a beautiful day for train chasing. Apparently my dad follows this train year after year.
I drove from the quaint city of Madras to Sisters (two long hours), where we stopped for buffalo wings and salad. Too bad we couldn't stay for the Jazz festival.
People in eastern Oregon like to drive 10 miles above posted speeds and like to tailgate you until you speed up or they pass you.
I've had my share of car scares in the past two days.
On sunday a large truck pulled out behind an innocent lady walking her pup, and almost hit her, she turned around just in time also the time she probably had a heartattack.
Yesterday, after school there was a black jeep in a ditch outside of our school, and some mingling students tryed to pry the jeep out of its crash site. Some other cars were involved in the accident. I think some drugs and ill-thinking set up this disaster. The kids probably didn't tell anyone.

A Day

2006-09-12T18:52:00.000-07:00

Today my uncle (mom's brother) would be 50, so in his honor we are
drinking his favorite beer (Dos Equis).
My dad and I just had a fight. I mentioned the new 80Gb iPod and he
flipped-out about me wasting money just so I could have all my music.
Totally unprovoked he started yelling, and insulting me. 5 adjectives
to describe my dad: 1. hypocritical 2. childish 3. selfish 4.
inconsiderate 5. brash. Well, needless to say, things were said that
should have not have been said ( I need to work on how I talk to him,
but he is in no way innocent either) and he stormed out and said "I'm
going to Squirrels" (a bar). Way to handle it dad! My mom threatened
with family counseling

Web Searching

2006-09-11T19:59:00.000-07:00

I am drawn to informational articles. Oblivious minds want to know!

Hey, this is neat!

2006-08-30T18:17:00.000-07:00

My brother's old band has a song on the new "Yeti" compilation. You know, Yeti, the magazine put out by Mike McGonigal. Well anyhow, it's really neat, especially because it is one of the songs that Austin actually wrote. Pitchfork has a little thing about it today, look at that. The song is "Corvallis" by Fauna Polly, and when the new yeti comes out, any day now, buy it, and listen to it.

151

2006-08-27T19:13:00.000-07:00

Our last post was the 150th one, and we completely passed it by without notice, like we should.
Just to say: I think small innocent posts are better than long controversial ones, especially when you don't know what you're talking about, like I usually don't. Also they're better when nothing is to be said, and/or no one reads your shit anyway.

P.S.Whats really making these last few weeks of my summer special, is that the Oregonian is putting out a weekly 1960's origianl Spiderman comic magazine for his 40th anniversary. It's pretty sweet. Peter Parker-spiderman started out as a real jerk.

This and last Sunday's Editions:Hilarious!

MoNa LiSa & that lorenzo di uhmm

2006-08-22T13:23:00.000-07:00

Being in a festival is not only entertaining but extremely funny, funny mostly if you get to dress up in a strange costume for a whole day. An Alfo Romeo stroll around the artsified park and people in tents telling you how hot we're going to get. We took pictures in buggy seats, cars and with strange old men. Cielle got a picture with an adorable little girl in a nice blue dress, they matched. The girl kept yelling and pointing, "There she is!" Tehe

That was pretty cool.

Waiting Patiently

2006-08-17T15:29:00.000-07:00

Things I'm waiting for in the mail:
Multiple postcards
4 letters from pen pals
book on superheros
package for a day reading
9 ATCs (artist trading cards)
3 mix CDs
2 mystery shirts
Andrew Bird shirt
Woody Allen shirt
Harold and Maude Shirt
Vladimir Nabokov shirt
10 yards of mystery ribbon

When will they come?!

Lovingly yours, Cielle

What Album?

2006-08-15T23:56:00.000-07:00

I recently had the joy of becoming a published artist, another thing I can cross off my summer thing to-do list.

Heres the cover, and later I might post a song but uh, later.

The Boss!

2006-08-14T12:47:00.000-07:00

Bruce Springsteen's Born In The U.S.A is Amazing!

One Thing

2006-08-13T20:26:00.000-07:00

Don't risk your life, you can't get rid of the poppies.

Birthday

2006-08-11T14:05:00.000-07:00

My brother and I had a lovely birthday the other day, the big 15/21!
Although I spent half the day alone, and he went to work, we have a great time once everyone got home. Our cake was in Russian (my name was spelled incorrectly). It was going to be partly in French as well, but they had no room. It still tasted great, especially with the huckleberry ice cream!
Other than my family, Lacey was the only one to wish me a happy birthday (even 4 of 5 grandparents forgot)
I don't mean to brag, but I did get some darling gifts, especially from Lacey, who brought me a wonderful gift pack and birthday parade (her mom and her niece) right when I had given up on anyone remembering.
Here's a little list of gifts:
From Lacey:
-Giant bubble kit
-green polka-dot ribbon
-lots of stickers
-glow in the dark ceiling constellation kit
very kind Lacey, I love it, thank you!
From Family:
-The Stories Of Vladimir Nabokov (collected short stories)
-$225
- Beautiful hand made card/frame
-Camera Obscura, Let's Get Out Of This Country
-hand bag
-chocolate covered sunflower seeds
-and of corse, DC comic stamps
Thank you every one!

In other news, I'm trying to get all my pictures from my trip on Flickr before our pro account expires in a few hours. Wish me luck!

Lovingly Yours, Cielle

Summer Is Pretty

2006-08-01T18:16:00.000-07:00

They are better, bigger.
Enjoy.

Up The Hill Backwards

2006-07-29T20:37:00.000-07:00

"The vacuum created by the arrival of freedom
And the possibilities it seems to offer
It's got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it"

In the heart of a valley, majestically rising from the other hills and torturing me through my window stood, "My Hill". Mysteriously it has the most identifiable features, yet it doesn't have a name, such as Dimple Hill, like everyone thinks. No, that's not it. It's just another hill I guess. For a while now this hill has been taunting me to come climb it, it has an adorable bald face, which would make an excellent viewpoint to see the entire valley. There are even mystery tracks in the wheat growing up there! As a hope to cross another thing off my summer to-do list, I took the time to trek up as close as I could come to "My Hill". Which wasn't anywhere close anyway (I found out later). When I thought my hill was Dimple Hill, I assumed I was headed in the right direction, following Dimple Hill trail markers and such. I wandered further and further, and soon I was into a steep climb. I endured this for a while, but when the switchbacks continued and I could see them continue up and up and up, I stopped and my dire desire reduced to a mere headache (too much walking). I must have gone several miles, most uphill. I never knew so many trails existed in such a small area behind our town (The blood red "L" in the picture below means "You're Lost!"). I always thought that maybe this hill would lead me to my future. I'll take the rigorous journey up and then, once there, everything will just fall in place, and I'll be able to figure out my retirement plan, right there on the hilltop. I guess that didn't happen this time. The lucky thing is…I wasn't surprise mauled by cougars.

DC Stamps

2006-07-27T17:42:00.000-07:00

I want these!

wishing things would calmly fall together

2006-07-26T17:10:00.000-07:00

I figure awesome things only come around every so often. It seems like I need to plan something out ridiculously meticulously for it to be even the slightest bit sweet. It may be just my optimistic nature, so I have to think pessimistcly in order to not be disheartended if something doesn't work out. Although something worked out last weekend for our Sunday Sailing Sensation.
We had excellent sailing conditions aside from the grueling heat, but that’s just summer (and global warming). After 6 o'clock the motor boat waves had greatly decreased, the water became beautiful and placid. Even for a reservoir the scenery was pretty especially after 6 o'clock when the pink/blue sky was amazingly reflected in the water. We had a new friend from Portland come up, we were astonished when he said he'd come because he'd never driven I-5 alone, and really who'd want to. We still really appreciate it, my mom thinks he'll make a great doctor. With any luck, next year we'll go on a sailing camping trip, the boat would obviously be the sleeping area. Or not, whatever.
Check our flickr for the mirthful details.
Cielle will be gone for around 3 weeks and at which the time she returns, school registration will only be a week away, which means I hate that. Luckily Navarre will be an, icky ewy freshman. I remember when that jerk went up to my neck, damn he grew like 4-5 inches!
Yesterday I had another education-filled Driver Ed class, but this time I had teatime to look forward to after class. Teatime in the tea room for two! Cielle had peach-ginger tea, and I had rasberry herbal. I think they equally had a tasteful elegance. We realized that Corvallis riverfront go-ers are amazing smokers. Cielle was able to spell her name with the cigarette butts, and we were about to spell Cielle & Lacey except a crowd of overseeing elders moved too close for needed comfort. They eyed us very very carefully, I could just tell they were wondering if we had smoked all those. So we settled on spelling with clover.
Speaking of clover I found two four leaf clovers in the span of a month, I am thrilled. Is it bad luck to loose them? I lost one, one I gave away and they lost it.
Everyone enjoy your summers. And Cielle enjoy Montana. I'll be Van Gogh when you get back.

What's up with Cielle?

2006-07-21T14:16:00.000-07:00

Like it? Yeah, we do too. It's new! It's different. It's colorful! It doesn't remind us of our schools robotics team!
Summer is going well, but it's also going very fast. We need to make more time for little summer things, like climbing trees and running in sprinklers. It's a perfect week for sprinklers, it is so hot!
My schedule is pretty packed for a while. Next Thursday, I'm going up to Portland to hang out at the PDX Pop festival for a day, and then my family is coming to get me, and we head off to Montana for about a week+. When we get back I'm hear for a few days, and then (on my birthday) head of with a few friends, going to Arizona and then Disneyland for a few days. If I counted right, I think that makes 6 states this summer. I know I know, Disneyland twice in one year!? But really, scenes I hadn't been there scenes I was four, and don't really remember it, I'm just catching up on my missed childhood experience. Plus, it is ridiculous how happy that place makes me. After that, I don't have much. I promised a few friends we could hang out, and I really want to do that. So, if your my friend, and you want to do something, call me, I really need to see people.

*Man, I'm getting back to posting really selfish posts again, I need to stop that!

-Lovingly yours, Cielle

I'll Keep it Brief As Well

2006-07-11T18:08:00.000-07:00

What I did today:
Talked to a policemen on a roof
Listened to my memorial day dance mix
Hit a lawyer with a shovel ( well, I assume he was a lawyer)

What I did a few weeks ago:
Got a dog
Went to the Enchanted Forest

My new favorite picture of myself:

I think this was taken when I was about.... 8-9?
It was the day I look liked Courtney Love

A short post that could be long but then people would ignore it, as they will anyway

2006-07-11T14:44:00.000-07:00

I made the annual trip to my Gramma's house in Idaho a week ago. The ride was long but enjoyable and as always we went through rural Montana and we discussed residents' big car obsession. Also their liking of strip malls and box stores. I hadn't spent Independence in Salmon Id. for a while, and I forgot that people there are close enough to Montana that everyone must have illegal professional fireworks. SO everyone had at least 50. The people in the field in front of us, shot off roman candles on a frequent basis. They'd light one, it go up and BOOM, then they'd light a ground sparkler and the pattern continued. Nothing really interesting comes out of Salmon visits, except this time there was a murder! It was big, for a small town. A bartender came out to stop a bar fight and he, repugnantly, got stabbed in the neck. He died, people cried, and 9 years of zero murder's broken (and while we were there, right then? Hey!)
Sandpoint's lake is nice. Pend Orielle? Pend d' Oreille? Ponderay? They had several spellings, all of these were considered correct by citizens.
Lately: drive-ins, train rides, parades, dance, drivers Ed, plans.
About Dance Dance Revolution 3, my oldest brother bought this game for his girlfriend but he ended up keeping it. My younger brother now plays it constantly and for his stature I really don't see him excelling in it. He surprised me though, by getting a substantial score on a difficult song. The funny thing is, he's been working on it for weeks, and when he accomplished the task he freaked out, hugged me, and told me, "Don't touch the pad, take a PICTURE!" and went to brag to my older brother (he was impressed too). Yeah, Whatever.
In the past week I've gotten two free coffee samples from two different coffee companies. One was the new tangerine thing at Starbucks, and the other an, Oreo mocha from Seattle's Best. I am caught between which one I like better. Um. Yum.

Immortal Fame

2006-06-23T21:51:00.000-07:00

This is an excerpt from one of my free-write journals. It was spinning around the topic of fame because we were reading Beowulf and he wanted immortal fame and shit.
Anyway I think it was around January, or something, at 7am, when I was coerced to write about what kind of fame I wanted.
Taken verbatim:

1) ~~I'd be like Ben Franklin except I'd help the common~~
I'd want to be remembered through history as a great revolutionist. Like Martian Luther King Jr. and other such speakers. I want to change a certain aspect of life through communication to large groups of people AKA puplic speaking, but more clearly stated. I want to make a difference by telling the truth and getting opinions out into public. I would probably speak about the environment and the need to protect it and it's creatures. Talk of history, problems, I'd go deep, and I might throw in some nasty political jokes like: Q: How many senators does it take to screw in a light bulb? A: ________ (insert dumbest senator in house), he/she thinks he/she can do it all. Or something a little more intelligent. Uhm I would help the sick in my spare time of course, and I might die early but so did MLK jr. and John Lennon and they were heroes! I'd get my family to share in my cause or go solo. Public Speaking!

I don't know if I'll exactly do that but that's something to work toward.

Hippie Christmas

2006-06-16T17:42:00.000-07:00

All right, School's out! Had a small party, hot tubin', bonfire (we had an honorary boy scout to tend it, yes Eric, that's you), tent sleeping, all that good stuff. Today is hippie Christmas, and for those not in the know, this is the day people have to be out of the dorms, so there's all kinds of neat trash for the takin'. So, we're celebrating be going out and seeing the Devil and Daniel Johnston, and going dumpster diving. Tomorrow: Built to Spill show in Portland. Summers off to a great start.

Lovingly yours, Cielle

Things

2006-06-01T18:26:00.000-07:00

Today during lunch we had the most darling tea party. People came equipped with sweets from strawberries to shortbread cookies (courtesy of Cielle). We weren't expecting anyone to remember to bring things, like a teacup/teapot blanket or food, but as a surprise most everyone invited, brought something, and not to mention helped clean up. We had a lucky surprise turnout too. Cielle's brother came to join us and visit with the semi-super senior, Rudy Eugene D. (R.E.D) We'll be sad when he's gone, and if he's not, we'll see him next year sometime, possibly.
Speaking of seniors, a lot of them were really awesome, which means, they, being awesome, will leave, meaning, less awesome upper classmen. UH.
SO as a result of a marvelous tea party and maybe the start of something new, I am feeling the Illnoise. The dispute between the piano teacher was not so bad anyway, I wish she would stop shrinking us. That's not her profession, though it gets people out of playing pieces. She tries to work life lessons into piano as if she's trying to change our outlook on the world, through piano, what!?

Off the subject almost completely:
I finally finished The Whole, the whole thing and it took me a month, too long.
I am starting a summer reading list that should keep me busy.

Happy?

2006-05-29T14:53:00.000-07:00

I just have nothing to say, nothing, nothing at all. I've been doing things, these things were fun, but I have nothing to say about them.
Here:
I enjoyed nice weather, then didn't enjoy not so nice weather.
I went to alternative prom. It was way fun, they had some good music (from space), danced, Teddy wore a dress, he looked pretty, i enjoyed myself.
My brother came home. He was in Russia, were enjoying having him back, we're gonna go buy a router and go to goodwill in a few minutes.

This week a few friends and I planed a tea party, it should be fun, if you wanna partake, talk to be before Thursday.

I really want to make a dance mix right now, I want to dance. I'm gonna go do that now.

Expect to hear from me again, maybe next month, or the month after that, we'll see how I feel.

Lovingly yours, Cielle

XXXRRRYYYTREWWW

2006-05-26T20:37:00.000-07:00

I think it's time to post Cielle.
-Alternative Prom?

Happy Birthday

2006-05-12T21:10:00.000-07:00

Oops, it turns out that our blog is now over a year old, by 6 days to be exact. Kindly reminded by a pal.
Can't believe we kept it up though, we have sort of died off a bit. I blame education.
click on the picture for details.

Portabello

2006-05-07T17:19:00.000-07:00

Ordered in Spanish.
then
Ordered from the vegetarian menu.

ArtFest

2006-04-27T17:54:00.000-07:00

When the cookies taste like pepper, you know you've taken from the wrong box.

It's Easter, Thats A Warning

2006-04-17T22:34:00.000-07:00

Funny story, on Easter Sunday I was out having a blast, driving with my dad and using the windsheild wipers on second speed! Yes rainy day driving. I suppose he thought I was ready for public roads. I was going along amazingly for my first time on public roads moving at about 45mph with the traffic. It was rather liberating, it is after all, legal for me now. After I went through my second stop light, a policecar came right up behind me. I thought, "Hell, what is a vehicle of law tailgating for!" then arrived the notion of "waiting for the right moment". Finally I realized he was after me, he must have seen my frightened face because the patriotic lights began flashing in the overhead mirror. Damn.
Anyway a crazy story short, the nice man in the suit, told me, "la de da do not la de da de doo, again," that was his warning (because I only have my permit) and sent me on my way. No, I really was listening, apparently I can't go over the fog lines more than once while driving. It was a curvy road, in the rain, first time really on a busy road.
He must of had a terribly tepid day, going after a young driver scaring them to ashes before they even start actual driving. I didn't hit anyone or anything, and I stopped at all the stop signs.

My family took a quick drive to the beach today, it was rainy in the morning but the rest of the afternoon was abnormally gorgeous.

I refused driving today.

Bomb Threat

2006-04-07T15:42:00.000-07:00

Yesterday Crescent Valley was thoroughly threatened by a bomb threat. In the middle of B block the bomb threat was phoned to our school's office, the phone call taken by a parent volunteer. It took a half hour for the news to reach the whole school. The bomb was said to go off by the anonymous caller, by 11:10 am. One hour. Our teacher didn't know what was going on, Lacey assumed noxious gas, maybe radiation. Cielle thought it may have been something or someone dying in the school. But rumors quickly grew, and we were all pretty sure it was a bomb threat. After a while of being told by many people, it was indeed, a bomb threat, some people dicided to call and get rides home, what was the point of staying? The day became a field day, we played Red Rover and a large number of kids joined in and spontaneously left. That continued until the whole 6 people compared to the perhaps 20 came over and tried to break through. It became a scattered mess, that didn't reform. Kailey and us went to find a cell phone to see if we could get a ride home (Cielle was told to leave her things in the building, lucky for her she had her iPod with her). We became sidetracked by the camera of the local KEZI9 news crew. We waved and jumped from our little spot on the track, about to start the hokey pokey with some other joiners. Cielle played the Unicorns out loud from her iPod and no one knew how to dance to it. Then a new kid who has a real obsession for holding doors open for people half way across the room comes over to play Disturbed from his iPod. We screamed and ran away. At that point, a kid named Rick who is in Cielle's French class came up to us and told Cielle:
"You know Cielle, you're really fucking cute,"
"When I sober up, I'm gonna ask you out."
Abrubt.
After all this fun we had to go back to school for an elongated lunch and the last class of the day. Ah come on!
Half or more than half of the school had left. So in Lacey's math class they watched O Brother Where Art Thou? and in Cielle's they had a test.
Today was really pleasant, the weather (Oregon Springs are great), the food, and the music was okay. We had to get used to the vocalist and the fact that they didn't quite synchronize their instruments. They were good for a high school band.
Enjoy your weekend!

A City Built on Losers

2006-04-05T16:05:00.000-07:00

I took a trip, took a dip into the beauty of Las Vegas Nevada, it wasn't beautiful though. Did you know that Vegas is growing at a rate of 100 people per sq mile, or something. Since the last time I was there (4-5 years ago) there weren't any houses behind my Uncle, now I don't know where the houses end in any direction!
Anyway it's up to a million and a quarter residents. I don't get the attraction to, desert land, zero water, extreme dryness and wind plus you lose your money everywhere. I know where every casino is, but i can't tell you where the library or city hall is. That town is shrouded in unrealism, one day on the strip and you forget that this city is running itself into the ground. Oh well their problem.
We painted my Uncle's house on Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday, getting out only for paint supplies and visits to his 5 kids who live in Las Vegas. On Sunday we went to the strip, no Celine Dion, just a lot of people, and smoke. I liked the statue men in the Venitian, who never moved .
Oregon greeted us with rain, but the rest of the day was truely beautiful.

Vegas

2006-03-27T15:50:00.000-08:00

I'm off.
Bye Cielle and everyone. Please enjoy yourself and I hope I am not forced into seeing a Celine Dion concert while there. It could be the closest to hell I'll ever get.

Two Things To Bitch About

2006-03-21T22:41:00.000-08:00

So I was noticing...
I have been apologizing for, or have been shy about talking about my opinions about war lately.
I'm usually a little cautious about discussing things like war with people I don't know, just because I'm not really the confrontational type. But ever since I finished a number of books on the subject (it can be hard to read two books about two different wars at the same time), I became a little more squeamish about bringing the subject up. I can think of two recent examples:
1. While writing diacritical journals (just a fancy way of saying response journal), for the book "All Quiet On The Western Front", I found myself defending my opinion, so as not to offend my (almost certainly) right wing teacher.
2. While taking a survey about the Iraq war for a sociology assignment, I was very cautious in making sure no one saw what I was writing down, and when it came time to hand back my paper, I frantically searched for someone else's completed paper to put on time of mine, so as to avoid letting the girl who was administering the survey, see my responses (I swear I heard her say something about "crazy liberal wackos").
Its not that I am ashamed in any way by what I believe, I just like avoiding confrontation

Well anyhow, I'm leaving for Davis tomorrow, for a robotics tournament. On Thursday, Lacey will be going to the Belle & Sebastian show at the Roseland, and has yet to find someone to go with (anyone interested?).This is the end of a very long and confusing planning process. You see,
In the beginning, Lacey and I were going to go to Davis, then we heard about this B&S show, and we were like "We have to go", so we gave up the idea of Davis. When I went to buy Tickets to the show, they were sold out, so Lacey got the okay for us I to got to Davis. Then, through my cunning skill, I found someone with two extra tickets that would sell them to us for as much, if not less, than what they paid. So I made plans with these people to meet in Portland (at Powells) to get the tickets the same weekend we were up there for the Portland regional. This in itself was a hard enough task, but then when I got home I decided that I had a really good time in Portland and wanted to go to Davis. So I gave Lacey my ticket, and made arrangements to go to Davis. I had a hard time with these plans, but not as much as Lacey was (and still is) having with that extra ticket. We have gone through around five people who have said they could go, but then changed their minds. About half of these people Lacey and I don't even know. We have been turned down by a friend of a friend, the brother of a friend of a friend, and the neat kid in my french class I had a brief discussion with about B&S. So as of now, Lacey does not have a date, and I am going to have an eight hour car drive, with two kids on the robotics team that I don't really know, and then be the ONLY girl in Davis with all the guys, until the next day. I just can't win.

So for now

2006-03-08T16:55:00.000-08:00

How do you like it?
It's raider colors since we got 2nd place out of 46 at our regional this weekend, and had a total BLAST, we're going raider colors for a while!
Sorry CHS kids for the sign incident.

Sorry for not posting anything ever

2006-03-05T17:28:00.001-08:00

We have had no time.

We will be making improvements on the site that may or may not be temporary. They will be on the way shortly, we hope.

Thanks

Update

2006-02-13T21:32:00.000-08:00

Erm.
News to the people, Cielle and I have been working on the animation for the Cv Robotics team, and we had our server crash last night at 11 pm just as it was being transfered and rendered (lost most of the rendering and some objects). So, fed up everyone left and came back early the following morning skipping almost every class period today, tryng to fix this AWFUL mishap. I only skipped C block. All and all frustration only set in after the 9th hour of sitting in front of the animation laptop. Please help us hope we can fix this, and if you're from CHS do not laugh. Next year we'll back up our files, and maybe transfer files a day earlier than the deadline.

Being the Eve of Valentines Day, last minute shoppers were getting candy and shit for their girlfriends, boyfriends whatever. I saw a number of freshmen (all boys) from my school at Fred Meyer tonight, they all had chocolate hearts or a ballon in their hands and they were all with their mother. It was the funniest sight. Also tthis college student, had an awesome cowlick that stuck straight out on the left side of his head if you were facing him, straight out.

Myla Goldberg and Some Virgin Suicides

2006-02-02T20:14:00.000-08:00

Cielle and I went downtowing today. I believe half our school was hanging out downtown today. It was crazy. Cielle tried to have a conversation through a store window, but the person just ended up coming outside after the first gesture. Then we saw a group of kids at American Dream across the street and we shouted at them and they gave us some of their pesto pizza (two pieces were left!) lucky us (free lunch) but then it began to rain.
We weren't sure what to do so we went to Happy Trails, said we weren't going to buy anything and then did. Cielle added a Love Tractor and a Love and Rockets record to her collection but pity, pity she didn't get a price cut on them like normal. Damn!
At my daddy's office we begged for money. He had just gotten back from the Big University Guy for lunch. I bought some picks with the money I had mooched, and later a mocha (Cielle got a vanilla latte). Earlier we went to the Bookbin to find the fuzzy cat that snoozes on vacant chairs and yet ended up going back to watch an episode of The Office (which is hilarious) on Cielle's new iPod and some music videos. We grew tired of sitting in the deep wooden chair and some people began to linger around us, so we left to find a new comfortable seating area. The Inkwell of course. Here we sat on a wild, color changing, 60's style sofa with a bright green ottoman. There we sat comfortably while we called our perpetual liar friend, Navarre. We talked to him for 15 minutes trying hard not to raise our voices at him, for we were in a public setting. Failed horribly, because that kid is a stubborn mule, and we fought about how he lies and lies along with his awful movie taste. He does have an excellent laugh though. Cielle practically hung up after Navarre blurted, "Hells yeah" to something she said. Weird kid.
My mom picked us up and she took us to Borders, where I bought a Myla Goldberg book called Bee Season (Her debut novel). I could just smell the references from the Decemberists song Myla Goldberg to this book. Cielle bought The Virgin Suicides. And we rode off again to piano.
Four-day weekend-and brand new classes. Clap your hands say, "yeah!"

Say...

2006-02-01T18:09:00.001-08:00

It's Febuary, did you say, "Rabbit, rabbit" ?

Opening heavily taped FedX boxes with a steak knfe is a terribly awful job. Good thing the reward was a golden box of Belgium chocolates.

Friday

2006-01-28T15:42:00.000-08:00

Oh boy, We just finished a week of school, and now we only have 3 days left in the semester. This is pretty sad for me, because I just started to enjoy my classes. Next semester my schedule is chock full of dull text book classes, with only my fellow freshmen, this is really gonna suck. Really, the only people worth talking to at this school are a few Juniors and Seniors, and maybe a sophomore or two.

So, I did have a nice Friday. Although I did have to ride the bus home, and walk home in the rain, but It was nice rain. So Lacey and I made carrot cake, ate burritos, and listened to Beat Happening at my house, and then our friend Jess picked us up and took us downtown for dinner. We have this really cool new fondue place in town. We met up with three more people, and got a few tables pushed together for our group. Needles to say, this place is great, we had Garlic cheese, and cheese fondue, and some dark chocolate, and mocha fondue. We also had a few 20oz. tea presses full of lavender and green tea. The atmoshire was very nice, a live jazz band, dimmed lights, and a lot of nice looking art. After dinner, Lacey's parents swooped her off home (don't worry, she comes back in later) and two other guests were taken by a cranky sister, and then there were three. Emma, Jess and I, spent an hour or so walking around down town ********* at night. At first, we just ran around, yelling for no reason, with no real destination in mind, then we tried getting people to run with us, this did not go well. Then we spent a good half hour roaming the alleys, being youthful, and doing silly things our elders may think inappropriate, whatever. Then we got a little tired, so we found a small plastic garbage can, played some drum beats, and did some interpretive dance. Somewhere in that time, somebody came out the back of a building to recycle or something, and encouraged us to "keep it up, its nice". Well, then I went home, where I met Lacey, who had been waiting patiently for about 20 minuets, watching TV with my mom, and waiting for me to come back. Then we listened to some records, watched High Fidelity, and went to bed.
Then this morning I woke us up with some happy Japanese ukulele music, and we greated the morning. Lacey had to go home soon, so we grabbed some choco tacos, and burritos, and drove around listening to a mix I had made, and now I'm here. Actually, I think I'm going back over to Lacey's in an hour or so, for, something.

P.S. Advertisement. Cielle: "using words you don't hear too often"- Cielle

In short

2006-01-22T20:00:00.000-08:00

I have tried, yet definetly not mastered, speed-cooking. I helped my mom make 8 cherry pie tarts in less than 20 minutes (including baking time). It was insane, what a rush!

Eugene

2006-01-21T18:19:00.000-08:00

I just had a fun-filled visit to the land of Eugene OR. I enjoyed the drive up, looking at the flooded golf courses and farms, and wishing about a million times over that I had my camera. I wanted to stop at "Johns SCANDALIZIAN Books and Gifts" in Junction City. At an intersection, there was a chicken on the road side strolling along, possibly wild, it wasn't paying much attention to cars. At a car lot in Junction city, someone was test driving one of the display trucks and so, instead of having "SALE" it said "ALE" It was just too great. Of all the trucks they needed to drive the one holding the "S". All of that was in Junction City.
My dad always makes fun of Eugenes disability to have organized areas. I don't know why he has to, its Lane county's problem, its just really funny. The reason we went to Eugene today was so my mom could get proper dancing shoes for her Contra dance tomorrow. We spent a half hour looking for this place called Backstage, and find it near an REI. The moment I walk in with my mom, I see these girls in all black with bold eyeshadow and stern faces. They giggled like demons! It only took me four seconds to realize how terribly snobby they were, also that they probably have made this store their alternate hangout to the school auditorium. It did look similar to a backstage. Being in that store made me feel uncomfortable, all of the girls in there looked at me as if I had no stage skills, and I don't really, and I think they were holding it against me. They avoided standing around the area I was. I don't understand stage kids.
On the way out of town we were stopped by a train and thus waited a while for it to pass, during this time a strange lady made a couple of unsure paths around the cars in front of us. She seemed incredibly lost, she'd start off one way and continue, stop, turn and go another way, repeat. She finally came up to the edge of the rail tracks and waited until it passed making quick sudden glances in the direction behind her. I watched her very closely mainly because there wasn't much else to do, but she was interesting.
And I recall forecasters had said this weekend was to be dry with maybe showers, but instead, today on the way home from Eugene it rained hard, without end.

Sorry

2006-01-18T13:03:00.000-08:00

I didn't go to school today, for a few reasons.

I really haven't slept a lot the past two nights, last night I went to bed somewhat late, and got up at 4:30 a.m. to take my brother to the airport, and the other night, because, I guess I just was not tired.

Yes, We took my brother to the airport. He is going to Russia for 6 months, about half of that time he will be going to school there, taking classes in Russian, and the other part will be traveling willy-nilly on the Trans-Siberian railroad. For those of you who are interested in following that whole thing, here: http://austininrussia.blogspot.com/ , he is keeping a blog.

When we got back I was too tired and lazy to go to school, so I didn't. Instead, here I am blogging, I just watched High Fidelity, and now I'm gonna clean my room, and listen to records.

P.S. Sorry I'm not at Robotics Lacey.

Why is life great and not!?

2006-01-15T11:51:00.000-08:00

This past week bit the dust a lot. There was an intense pep rally this week, and if you went to high school you may know how painful they are to bear. So I find Cielle sitting on the side of the bleachers designated to freshmen and then I say to her, "You want to sit under the bleachers?" and she's all, "Yeah!" So we sit under the bleachers while slutty cheerleaders dance and over-spirited seniors howl obscenities to the other grade levels. We looked through Cielle's Spin magazine, and picked page numbers and whoever was on that page that the person picked they were that person. I was Jack White at least twice. After not watching the pep rally we went to science. At lunch my ranch wheat thins became delicious additions to our sandwiches. Try it sometime!
Robotics on Wednesday wasn't as bad as expected; I found it to be hilarious. Every time we started a topic our leader head person, Jordan would go off on long discussions about other things, similar but not directly related to animation or robotics. It was great especially when somebody brought dinner for the team and everyone rushed in to grab some and a warm can of Mountain Dew. (so much dew, so much dew!) Eating dinner at school?! how sweet. After dinner we pretty much just sat around until we left, oh well, productivity never lasts.
Last week at this time we went to meet Shakeer, and his friends. I just have to note that that was fun, but now we wait 6 months before seeing him or them again. Or Austin, because he is heading to Russia for just as long.
I have to write an essay on social injustice and my topic is global warming, you're probably all like, "Global warming isn't real the government says not, idiot!" Yeah well I chose this topic because I love to rant about fake environmental issues. No really, it will kill us all.
Only two weeks left in this lame semester.

What you have all been waiting for

2006-01-12T21:07:00.000-08:00

So, I have decided to write shorter, but more frequent (I hope), posts.

What you missed:
1)I celebrated Christmas, got some stuff.
2)Spent new years driving around desolate Oregon towns, enjoying snow, and drinking White Russians
3)Went to Portland a few times, once to visit our friend Shakeer
4)Did a lot of shit for Robotics

What I did today:
1)Made block prints in art class
2)Lost my mittens
3)Was asked repeatedly by my science teacher "do you think I'm stupid?"
4)Found my mittens
5)Had my iPod stolen
6)Went to piano lessons (ate a sandwich)
7)Went to a seminar, and listened to a designer talk about stuff (neat stuff)

Well, the iPod thing sucks, but I just found out that the OSU campus has just put up "traffic" signs with misc. smiley faces, FOR NO REAL REASON, other than to make me extremely happy!

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2006-01-11T19:18:00.000-08:00

Lacey: "Sharing tea 24/7" -Cielle

Good Job

2006-01-02T12:13:00.000-08:00

I think I've done alright holding up the weblog, you think?
Well, apparently if you read the comments on the last post you'd know it turned into a discussion about Oregon's Willamette Valley's weather, not so wonderous in winter. Not so wintery. Then again when we do get snow, school is cancelled, up side?
It began to snow in Sunriver which was good news to Cielle's family and Dr K (that guy is everywhere).
On New Years eve my brother went out with his friend Kevin possibly to drink, coffee, most assuredly he went to Sharies to hang with their employee friends, and be cool. Thats ok though, because he knows Navarre. I sat at home embroidering my skirt unitl the clock struck 12, the leap second had gone by, and all the fireworks that people had saved since July burst into the sky and crackled away. I got some 7 up with luau BBQ chips and New York Cheddar kettle chips, also some nutmeg liquor which was suprisingly delicious. The Pallini limoncello my mom got the other night, is disgusting though. Bittlerly strong.
As a way to pass the time onNew Years Day, I began a story using songs and CDs from bands on my ipod . Believe it or not it has a plot, revolving around the rapture.
Ehm. Heres a snippet it isn't quite done yet, at all:

They made Orchestral Manoeuvers in the Dark while Bunker Soldiers in the crowd Almost made Electricity by Dancing. The Russian Futurists Of Montreal passed out Orange Juice and reminents of The Rasberries. The crowd awaited The Rapture. They weren't ready but they were expecting it, they had been told. The face in the crowd knew The Young Marble Giants and their Colossal Youth, who enjoy Cakewalking, and Eating Noddemix. They lived in The Taxi in south Dynelys, and were responsible for The Rapture.

We have to go back to school tomorrow and that bites.

Away and I am not

2005-12-28T15:12:00.000-08:00

So I am taking over the boat while Cielle hangs in no snow land, (Where there really should be snow) but I think the world has pretty well slowed down, truely. I guess the earth isn't quite up to speed with the atomic clock so they need to add a leap second to this year. So forget about your New Years Bash it won't be truely the new year until after that extra added second.
Now that its been 9 days since we picked my grandma up from the airport it is time now again to drop her off there tomorrow, that'll be fun or at least until my dad rushes home to get back in time to watch the duck bowl game. Whatever dad.

Band Name

2005-12-26T15:24:00.000-08:00

So, I recently thought of the best name for a melodic death metal band. Are you ready for this? Here we go: BLOOD SUGAR!

Portland

2005-12-20T21:32:00.000-08:00

Fun fun fun.
On Saturday I invited Cielle to join some youth and me to go to Portland and do things. The plan was to shop and see Christmas lights, and that we did. First on the list was ride a bus from here to there, and all the way I listened to a bunch of stuff and grew to like a couple of songs. We were dropped off by the bus man on a small back alley street and Cielle's mix lasted all the way from Corvallis, sweet deal. Luckily we were close enough to Powells that people wanted to walk there. To the group it was only a bathroom stop, but to Cielle and I it was a chance to look at some books and at art. I don't see how Powells could only be a bathroom stop. From there we walked in the bitter wind to Pioneer Plaza, passing a dozen max trains as we walked. In some places there were splotches of slick ice. In the Plaza we weren't allowed to wander alone without an adult, in case we were, a church group, going to shoplift, you know. So this lady walked with Cielle and I. I really didn't know her, but she laughed at us anyway, she just laughed, but she did buy us a chocolate marshmallow. (Here!) After this fine adventure it was to the waterfront for waterfront fun in the frozen air. It was beautiful but cold, we walked for a long time until reaching the Saturday market, where we could walk around without an adult. Here Cielle bought her shirt from a nice vender (Here!) It was almost five and again through harsh wind we walked to Old World Pizza, four blocks up. We walked in and got the greatest seat next to the window, where a few bikes were placed. The bartender was great, he had a brightishly-dull orange hat with a feather, and an old suit, probably, and I believe I saw, a pocket watch coming out of his vest pocket. Cielle and I were the only ones to order a pizza without meat, and I think we got the better of the deal. A Pesto base with olives on top. After taking a few pictures and one of a biker that didn't turn out so great (ehm: Here!) We left on the bus to the Grotto for a fanciful light show! After that, ha, no I'll tell you about it. While there along with the 19-degree wind chill we went to a petting zoo saw a baby Jesus in a manger and Dr. Suess land (Here!) we also heard a choir (running water in song form). We were the first to get on the bus and tell the man in charge of the whole junket that we wanted to go to James Mercer's house, not if we really knew the location but whatever. He almost consented but he actually was just telling the bus driver how to leave. Damn! Ah well next time. I missed the freezing rain back home, and its going to be in the 40's for the next week, what bull.

Tuesday again I was in Portland to meet my Grandma at PDX. The crazy thing is she can't walk, so this lady who sat next to her helped her to the exit, the lady was from Corvallis! Sma-hall world.

the coolest thing ever and some other stuff.

2005-12-19T15:06:00.000-08:00

So, it's been a while. I wanted to post yesterday, but I was really busy with homework. Yes, I have homework over winter break. See, my genius Literature teacher, thinks it is best to give us close to no homework, while we are actually in school, and just pile it on when we get a break from school, so we can use our free time writing torturous essays. I wrote 5 diacritical journals yesterday, and still have a final essay to write, about a book we are reading. So now that I'm out of school, I'm trying to fit in fun, along with my mass amount of homework. So far, Lacey and I made a trip to Portland (she will tell you about that), and I am planning a cookie making party for this week, also, my brother is coming home today, so that may offer some entertainment, or at the very least, a burrito from La Conga. So, speaking of my brother, and not liking school, I bet you were wondering what I was doing that Lacey would describe as " the coolest thing ever". Well, my friends, a week from yesterday, my brother and I made our way down to Eugene for a Calvin Johnson show. Now the show did not start until 9:00, so we had a while to do nothing. We sat around Austin's house, watched some on-demand personal ads with his room mate, Dave, and debated on where to eat dinner. After naming off a lot of places, and a lot of undecided shrugs later, we decided to go for Chinese buffet. There was an interesting mix of people there, an assortment of loud white gangstas, and old ladys talking about jig-saw puzzles. The food was good. Then back to the house to meet up with a few people we were going to the show with. Before we left, we watched the Simpsons, and a Gogol Bordello Video.Then to the show we went. The show was at a small little studio called the Blue Room, and yes it was blue. We came in to see about 30 hip looking kids, and Calvin sitting in a barber stool in the lobby (it you could call it that). I paid my $5, had my wrist signed (this scared me), and sat down in a corner next to some hip looking kids talking about Pete and Pete. I promptly had a beer spilled on my knee, and helped the guy who dropped it, pick up broken glass (I think he turned out to be one the warm up acts). There were 3 acts before Calvin, some not too great. One act, Tender Forever, a K record band consisting of one French girl, was pretty enjoyable. At one point, she was on her laptop trying to fix the sound (it was really messed up), but it turned out it was only a cardboard cutout of a laptop, I don't think many people saw that. Then a quick break, I went out and bought Calvin's new CD from Calvin himself, and had it signed, and he taught me an easier way to get that sticky wrapper off the CD, I can't wait to use that, "Heres a little trick Calvin Johnson taught me". Then Calvin took the stage and we got a spot right up front sitting cross-legged (Calvin could have spit on me from where I was), a nice change from the very back where I could see nothing. Calvin played only his solo stuff, like usual, with only his deep, deep voice, and acoustic guitar. Slowly, person by person everyone sat down. Calvin is definitely the kind of thing you have to see sitting down, it's like a bunch of kids sitting on the floor listening to a very wise person tell very wise things during story time. This was fitting because Calvin is probably old enough to be most of the people's father. I really do enjoy small shows. After the show, we went back to Austin's house, watched a few episodes of home movies, and when to sleep. We woke up late Monday morning (so much for school), ran around, did some stuff, got some Indian food, brought some books to the Russian GTF office, packed up some stuff, and went home. I get to keep Austin's massive record/tape/CD collection for 6 months while he is in Russia. Well, there you go, the coolest thing ever and some other stuff.

Doing the Coolest thing EVER

2005-12-11T15:58:00.000-08:00

Since it has been a while since pictures have shown up on this blog I think it is necessary that I put a lousy one on for sheer laughs..

…Nice.
SO while Cielle goes out tonight and hangs with her brother doing the coolest thing EVER, I am stuck caroling, and dreading school for the following day. Speaking of school, there is only a week left before the greatly anticipated winter break comes with its holiday joys and such! Speaking of joys, we cleaned our house today, mostly the windows, but that doesn't mean we didn't clean.
This weekend Claire and Fallon came over for a bit and after about a half hour the Muffin man song, got really old. So she and I just really chased my hyperactive neice around my house. I also cleaned up my room, made a cup of tea and sat in the dark listening to Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, and watching my suburban neighborhood light up with Christmas lights and bold decorations. It was wonderful, and afterword I went on the computer and drowned myself in technology. O how peace dissipates these days.
Happy week before kids.

In membrance

2005-12-08T21:50:00.000-08:00

In membrance of John Lennon: Stay In Bed.

Life Goals

2005-12-04T20:46:00.000-08:00

Aside from wanting to see a midnight release showing of a major motion picture before I turn 20, I have, over the weekend, decided to make another life goal for myself and that is; to see a show On Ice before I die.

And I am sick and tired of helium voices!

3 longer things

2005-11-30T16:27:00.000-08:00

As it goes, there have been a number of things I would of/ could have/should of wrote about recently, and I have been too lazy to do so. Now, all these things together may make one long and boring post, so I have decided that the best course of action is to touch on each subject only briefly. Now if there are no objections, I’ll get this show on the road.

The first matter of business... A number of weeks ago Lacey invited me to a small get together with a few of her parents friends, Dr. K (you may remember him, we went on his boat this summer, you should have read about it), a Catholic priest, and some Argentineans. At first I was a little turned off, because of the fact that I am not religious (and this was a dinner for the priest, and his Holinesses), and I by all means wanted to avoid the awkwardness of a question like “so, go to church?” or “believe in God?” (I did finally realize this was silly). But Lacey promised me that we could stay in our host’s lovely downstairs, and I mean, how often do get to hangout with a professor, a priest, and Argentineans at the same time?!
So we brought over some food and drink, and as soon as we got in the door, Lacey and I headed downstairs. The room was very cool, and full of souvenirs from the doctor’s world travels, and National Geographics. The best part was the fire place that we got to feed. We quickly got out our books, and put on a CD. The CD player did skip an awful lot, but that did not stop us from listening. If I remember correctly we listened to The Magnetic Field’s Charm of the Highway Strip, Belle & Sebastian’s If You’re Feeling Sinister, and a Best of the Cocteau Twins mix my brother had made. We worked studiously on homework for a while, and then were called up for dinner. You know what we had? You don’t do you? We had a big bowl of seafood stew! (it was Friday, so no red meat!) What are the odds? I HATE seafood! So Lacey and I slowly made our way downstairs with our bubbly red mystery stew, as I glared at the clams (I think they throw those in so they could say “ha ha, look at me I’m eating shellfish, deal with it Jews!) I ate some of it, or as much as I could without gagging, Lacey had finished hers, so I put some in her bowl, she didn’t want it. After a while it started to smell bad, and we didn’t want to look like bad guests for not eating all our food. So in true child fashion, we made our way down the hall to the bathroom, where we flushed it down the toilet.
Back in our warm room, and without the putrid smell of fish, we did homework until we were called up to listen to some other guests play some authentic Argentinean music, you know guitars, and a small accordion like thing. The guests were so enthused that we went downstairs (where the dancing Floor was, Dr. K also dances) and did an authentic Argentinean salsa to the authentic Argentinian music.
Also, somewhere in there, I gave up my chair for a priest, possibly the nicest thing I’ve ever done.

Another thing, I went to Ashland Oregon (my favorite Oregon town) for Thanksgiving, and visited my grandfather and his wife Kathy (I don’t think They like me much). We did normal stuff, ate Turkey, visited with family, most of the time, this was my brother and step uncle (I think that’s what he is), and we talked about good music. Other than that, we saw a few movies, walked around town, saw a parade, and maybe most importantly, got a library card from the Ashland library. I really don’t have much more to say about Ashland, only that it is a nice place, and that I had a good time.

One last quick thing. I think I’m going to make a book (after I finish anagram names for my whole class) of drawings/descriptions, of the funny people I have classes with . Such people as: crazy Violent girl with horrible grammar and a shrill laugh you can’t tell from a scream, the meek little red headed cheerleader that has seizures, my rich with money, so therefore rich with “friends” neighbor, who spends most of his class time making funny noises, and waiting for people to laugh, and the self described genius who spends hours bitching about people not being as smart as her, but might actually be illiterate. There are plenty more!

Thanksgiving

2005-11-24T22:50:00.000-08:00

Happy Thanksgiving!!

I watched the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade today on NBC and though it may bring joy to little kids, BOY is it commercialized!!All it is is those big time companies as well as someone performing their awful new album that came out this past year. The hip-hop singers and rapper's and Disney-born "tween sensations". OH MAN! Oh come on New York!

Anyway, the meal was above excellent. And I saw Harry Potter 4, that was real nice.

The other night it was 9:30pm at Abby's and an employee turned on Mind of Mencia.

Wreaths and Science

2005-11-23T18:01:00.000-08:00

We sold wreaths this past weekend outside in the foggy fog fog freezing. It was two and one half-hours of chilly fall weather. We had a nice booth set up to sell these Christmas wreaths in front of a furniture store, the other booth was in front of a Starbucks manned by our fellow roboteers, but they only sold one measly wreath. Cielle and I sold three, and we got some nice donations too, about $10 worth. We went out at 11 after getting a peppermint mocha and a coffeecake we were set to go for at least an hour. We started to freeze and get bored, and the fog wasn't letting up. We got out our Kurt Vonnegut books and began to read passages out of them, then some people started to wonder what we were doing, that’s when we got Ms Gentle to buy one. Two guys with nice sweaters donated. One of them had a funny accent I assume he was from New Zealand, he looked like the type. He came up and had the courage to just ask if he could have some candy, I said "Yes take as many as you want," so he took a red one, then I urged him to take one of each color, that’s when he took out his wallet. After donating he slyly slid his hand into the candy bowl again, took a different color, and left with his bike. Some people just asked us, "What's Robotics?" and then we told them, and then they walked away, we wasted our words. Cielle left to go on a search for warmer socks and failed to find gloves for me, but she found some rather interesting socks none the less. After the morning people stopped feeling sorry for us so they stopped donating, then we were forced out of the booth by our fellow roboteers around 1:30 pm, and I went to get my haircut Cielle came too.

Also if my science teacher is reading this: You know what? I am not going to pay you so I can get a better grade, thats bribery. Seriously.

The fog never let up the whole day, and it is still foggy. And last night was the first major freeze, and everyone froze, all of the people, froze.

I'm Gone

2005-11-23T10:05:00.000-08:00

On Holiday. Be back in: about 4 days.

P.S, Bug Lacey to post somthin' neat.

Check it out

2005-11-20T22:03:00.000-08:00

This is neat

I did not slowly burn, I quickly cooled

2005-11-17T20:45:00.000-08:00

I can't stop sneezing now, because the other night I stood motionless outside in the dripping rain with Cielle, and some really crazed teenagers for maybe an hour and a half whole. That's alright though because my brothers band played well, and the turn out was outrageous! (good) Then I went home, had tea and watched some fine Home & Garden television. Yep.

Also, I finally get to read a book I want in Literature, not that the books I have read weren't good. Up to this point I've read, Farenheit 451, To Kill a Mockingbird and Night, and now thanks to Cielle for lending me her book, I get to read Cats Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut. She tells me I am in for a treat.

3 Things

2005-11-15T20:13:00.000-08:00

"I don't know if there will be a survey. I think there will be a lot of gold and silver"
- sleepy dad

Well anyway...
My goal is to wear sweaters (preferably ugly), everyday this week.

also

I drank a gallon a cranberry juice in one day.

2005-11-14T14:17:00.000-08:00

I thank Alexander Graham Bell every time I pick up the phone, I suggest you do the same.

A Portland kind of weekend

2005-11-06T16:29:00.000-08:00

This boring ol' two day weekend became extremely interesting very quickly. I was invited to Portland by Cielle to stay at her generous Aunts house in Hillsburrito, one of those suburbs. Anyway her Aunts house is nice, and so are her Aunt, and Grandma. They also have adorable dogs.
We headed up to Portland right after school on Friday, we listened to a "Good Stuff" mix most of the way. At a small Togo coffee place in Amity we got some coffee and relished the cold rainy November day with hot coffee. Upon arrival at Cielle's Aunts house, I realized how dark it was and only 12 after 5. That night we went to New Seasons (grocery) and got Jones soda and a bunch of little food items for our dinner. My favorite had to be the mystery orange fruit we got that turned out to be not what we had hoped, IT HAD SEEDS, BY GORGE! After mealtime we went for a quick shopping trip in some area, after walking around a bland Meyer and Frank we went to a Christopher & Banks store, with really ugly sweaters. At Christopher and Banks we had a philosophical discussion on creationism and true hapiness, which resided under a wild bunch of ugly sweaters. In the same store we held a quick dance party and then we left for Cielle's aunts house.We spent the rest of that evening watching music videos, which weren't of a numerous variety. The live performance by Devo was interesting, and also Ok Go's dance number in their backyard video, clever. During the night Cielle's aunts dog came into the room and apparently fell down into the open space under the lay out bed, and was there until we woke up the next morning.
The next morning we had a quick breakfast of eggs and junk and flashed out of the house to get to Reed College and listen to a famous reporter speak. It was Anne Curry, who is news reporter for Dateline, I wasn't exactly sure what she was there for, to tell us how Americans needed to do their part in saving the United States from complete doom, I guess. It started out as, "Oh golly, another one of those pep speeches, oh noooo," but then it turned into a debate. Portlanders, that’s what they were and they wanted to let Ann know they were doing ALL they could to save American, they were trying to end the war and get answers, it’s the rest of the US that is uneducated. Oh man you had to be there, the questions asked were shocking, these people wanted to know the truth about news media. One lady stood up and refused to let Anne accuse them of not doing their part in saving the US. After the talk we checked out the Reed College campus. In the campus store Cielle bought a fancy patch it has the words, "Communism Atheist and free love" written on it surrounding Reed College. We both enjoyed some Naked juice which is a lot like Odwalla juice, but a bit healthier. It is an old college but it is still good. We shopped on Hawthorn a few blocks away from Reed, we went to Red Light, Gregs and the Buffalo Exchange, and stopping to eat at Chopsticks. They had good food, and their chopsticks were pink, imagine! Home again, this nights meal was less enjoyable than the previous night, but it was still delicious, and we went all the way to Fred Meyer to buy instant bake cookies. The kind that is frozenish and all you have to do is slice it and put it on a cookie sheet. Mmm. We watched 13 going on 30 for a while and then after the cookies were done, it was time for Take the Money and Run, a mockumentary starring Woody Allen.
This morning we were hoping to get out of the house by 9:30 am to hit up a few stores downtown, before leaving Portland. Downtown we marched around Powells, the other Buffalo exchange and Whole foods. In whole foods I bought stuff for my mom, mainly healthy chocolate. Our traditional Baguette buying happened we couldn't leave Whole Foods without one. We got some snacks and lactose free Tillamook cheese for the ride home.
In ending it was a fun weekend, but dang it, why is school not that much fun?!?!?!!?!?!?!!?!?!
THANKS Cielle!

GO!

2005-11-03T21:40:00.000-08:00

I had to break two habits this week, and they weren't even bad ones.

The first was- I got metal bars removed from my mouth bones and now I am able to floss without taking an hour. Yet I still haven't realized that my teeth are free and continue to floss the hard way!

The second was- My rabbit died and now I have to break the habbit of having her around to pet, and feed and junk.

Where are all the deciduous trees?

2005-10-30T13:41:00.000-08:00

This was one of the few 4 day weekends that are coming up, so I should take advantage of my free time. I spent 3/4 of my first lovely 4 day weekend, at lovely Belknap hot springs. This was, of course, to celebrate my mother's birthday. This was a nice get away for her, because she needed some peace and quiet. This was delivered to the extreme at Belknap, they have no phones, computers or TV in any of the rooms, and of course you are at a hot spring, so there's the naturally heated pools, warm lodge, and complimentary breakfasts. In fact, it would be hard not to feel relaxed at Belknap, unless of course, you are me, and are frightened by silence, and sleeping in beds that do not have at least one side against a wall.
The drive to the hot springs was lovely, like any other long scenic drives. We stopped here and there to get out, look at things, and take pictures of things like a miniature donkey farm, a Flintstone house, an all year Christmas store, and things that just looked pretty. The trip even gave me a chance to use a new headphone technique.
I thought of the technique on a trip in August, but at the time did not have the equipment needed. Here is what you will need:
1. Music player of some sort (i.e CD player, iPod, mp3 player)
2. A run of the mill head phone splitter, for two head sets
3. The dumb head phones that come with iPods, or any type you stick in your ear
& 4. Big head phones that provide a space between your ear and the actual phones.
Can you guess what I did next? I bet you can! you got it... Plug both head sets into the splitter, and that into the music player, then put the dumb ear phones in, and then the big head set, and play your music REALLY REALLY loud! Most of the time, this will block out any unwanted noise, to provide a more enjoyable listening experience. If it doesn't, then I'm sorry.

So, other than the drive, and the time actually spent at the lodge, we ate dinner at a log cabin, where no one talked, and a few people actually cried, and went site-seeing in little Oregon towns, we had all seen over and over again. In the little town of Sisters, we went about looking at galleries to ponder as possible place to put my dad's art work. Really, I think my dad just liked telling people he was a "budding artist". We looked at a few more stores, like "the dime store", were I got myself a cap gun, and Lacey a coonskin hat (not real, don't worry), neither of which were a dime. I also bought some buttons from an old man at a used book store. After we had done all we could for the longest time possible in Sisters, we started driving, and I was only informed once we got there, that we were going all the way to Bend, just to go to Ranch Records, for the sole purpose of getting a David Bowie CD for the car ride back to the Lodge. I liked this very much, especially since I have recently decided that once you start compromising fun for practicality, you're too old.
After that, until the time we got home, nothing really happened that is worth writing about in a blog, other then stopping at an all year Christmas store and hearing a very funny, very deep conversation between the two owners, who neither of which looked like they wanted to be running an all year Christmas store in the middle of nowhere. When we got home, I unpacked, read the 7 messages I had in my mail box (I haven't got an e-mail since then), and went back to my life.

Then Lacey came over, and we celebrated daylight savings by watching the Pete and Pete episode about daylight savings (I recommend you do the same), sewing stuff, filming things, and baking at 2 in the morning (we do that all the time, not just for daylight savings). Then we had a nice extra hour of sleep, got up and looked at the computer, and I am still there, at the computer. But I cant do this anymore, tomorrow's Halloween, I want to carve a pumpkin, so I will leave you there.

Thai Noodles

2005-10-27T17:05:00.000-07:00

I set up this fancy meal for myself this afternoon, because I was fairly bored, and hungry. It was Thai curry noodles and I decided to add to the flavor of the meal by setting up this oriental table display. Those chopsticks aren't just for show, I really did use those and that small cup there, has apple cider in it. We ran out of my favorite tea this morning (Actually I had the last one) so the cider had to do. Now, if I had to eat rice with chopsticks, plainly put; I woudn't

The Story of Indie Pop

2005-10-25T21:52:00.000-07:00

This is what I believe in.

Addiction

2005-10-25T07:12:00.000-07:00

Oh man, it's true! I'm addicted to Bowie.

Darth Vader TWICE

2005-10-23T21:21:00.000-07:00

The other day I encountered two Darth Vader impersonators. One was a grown man around the age of 50 and he had a beer-belly. The second sighting was at a grocery store, it was a little boy, 8 or so, and he didn't have the helmet, shame.

China

2005-10-19T20:35:00.000-07:00

Since time and income are low, we have decided to outsource our blog to Kigali Rwanda. The pay there is much cheaper, therefore less expense to us, and our time is not wasted. THANK YOU KIGALIANS! we couldn't be more proud of our new staff.

No seriously. We didn't do that, that's immoral.

Though we did go to an animation meeting today, and got a little bit more accomplished then in our previous meeting, but still not enough to really say we did much. The occasional humorous moments mixed in with some torturous moments and some productivity along with some complete idiocy. Ah, robotics.
To think in a week our so, or wait, more like 13 days or a week and 5 days, I won't have metal glued to my teeth.
I won't be straight forward.

Big News!

2005-10-17T19:46:00.000-07:00

Hey guys, this is big!
The buzz is, that everyone that lives in Cherry Hill, New Jersey, is not only really cool, but a great person!

The Fall, and other things.

2005-10-16T16:53:00.000-07:00

I think I really like the fall, when all of the leaves turn awesome shades of red, orange and yellow, while still green patches show through the bleached ones. This fall however has been rather warm, only the late nights and mornings have just touched the 40-degree line. Where are the brisk afternoons and swirling wind? I mean that’s what fall is about, not rain but coldness. I don't like raking the leaves up though; I could do without that.

On Thursday Cielle and I went to meet an old jerky middle-schooler, named Navarre Nolan Smith, great name right? And with us not expecting him to be considerate at all and just say, "What the hell are you guys doing here?!" or worse.
We were shocked when the kid came running towards us, smiling brightly screaming our names.
"Lacey! Cielle! How awesome!"
"Hey Navarre."
"Man, this is so cool!"
Lalalalala.

It went on like that, I really didn't say that much at all, I just stood there. Yeah it was strange, but when he was running to catch his bus, he waved goodbye until he was out of sight. Interesting. Later we walked through the shrunken hallways and visited last year's teachers. That was nice, they were happy to see us and happy to tell us how horrible their kids were this year. Mrs. Smith our humanities teacher said that all her kids were obnoxious morons, or something of that nature. I could tell that’s what she meant. I do remember the seventh graders as being a little pretentious about being in middle school. They sometimes even tried to override the eighth grade in all our humbleness.

We'll probably visit the habituated gamer again sometime.

Clap Your Hands Say Yeah!

2005-10-12T15:52:00.000-07:00

True to my promise, I'm writing, and once again, I only find the time
to write because I am not at school. I'm staying home today, because I
got my braces off. It does seem a silly reason to stay home, but I
need a break from school, and my two appointments take up about half
of the school day.

Well now, to the Clap Your Hands Say Yeah I should have posted about a
week ago.
So, earlier this summer, I heard that the band was coming to the W.O.W
hall, which was great, because it is closer than Portland (where we
usually see shows), and it was a hell of a lot cheaper, only $8 as a
matter of fact. We were pretty excited to see the band, after becoming
big fans over the summer. We got through a day of school, went to
Lacey's house, and after sauerkraut burgers, and piano lessons, got
picked up my parents, then back to the house, to drop off sick, grumpy
Dad, and we were off. The ride down was pretty basic, all though we
did see two good examples of small town entertainment. First was a
young looking kid in a huge puffy jacket, riding a very strange
looking 6 wheeled bike, with a very blank, open mouth expression (I
guess you'd have to be there) We also say a boy, probably in high
school, walking down a dimly lit road, driving a little remote
operated car.
Well any way, when we got into town, we made a quick stop to pick up
my brother, take a tour of his new house (interrupting him from the
movie he was watching ), listen to the "best song ever",
stare at the stars plastered on my brother ceiling (very well done),
and enjoy a cup of black coffee, while chatting about some stuff,
generally concerning life.
Then, finally we when to the show, missing the first band (one of 4),
which didn't matter, they sounded terrible. This gave us time to walk
to a nearby gas station to use the ATM, and Wait for my brother's
friends.
We used the cash from the ATM to buy some pretty great shirts, mine
is the one that you can see on the website, in the asphalt color.
Lacey's is a brilliant blue shirt, that frankly states "Clap Your
Hands Say Yeah", genius!
The first act we actually got to see, was a band from Portland
(Austin, help me out with the name), consisting of a drummer,
violinist, a shared keyboard, and a prerecorded tape. They were a
bit boring, but I enjoyed it. I especially liked when the drummer
blindly navigated through the crowd, playing a small kids accordion.
Then a break, that gave us time to get closer to the stage (that did
not really work) and get situated. They opened with "the Skin of my
Yellow Country Teeth". Their performance was a bit mediocre, they
played a few new songs, played a few songs off the CD, but never played
Upon the Tidal Wave of Young Blood! This really pissed everyone off,
especially my brother for some reason. We left before the next band (the
National) played, but heard they weren't that good. Then we made our
trip home, listening to an indie pop mix, and almost hitting a skunk.
Over all I had a pretty good time (other than the absence of
everyone's favorite song), I got a cool shirt, got to stay out late on
a school night, I'm not complaining.

Also, to anyone who hasn't noticed the little advertisement at the top
of the side bar, I suggest you give that a click, and vote for the
cool shirt I designed!

my science teachers are cool

2005-10-06T19:22:00.000-07:00

I am sorry I just can't hold it in any longer. There is this senior in my math class, named Rudy, I think he may be mentaly challenged because he kept betting he wouldn't talk until Friday, and that was Tuesday. He talked five minutes after that bet, and lost 5 dollars. He tried to bet again, and again; he lost.
Poor Rudy.
BUT,
In other words, we had an animation team meeting yesterday and didn't get anything done because the main captain Jordan, or should I say Bartholimuel, cancelled right after we came. Productive eh?
The day before this, was Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, at the WOW Hall. That was cool, Cielle should give you the details on that this weekend.
Earlier today I was knocked out by a bag of Filberts. Hi I am Lacey and I'm the kind of person who gets hit in the head and then writes about it on my blog. Lalala.

This is for you to keep in the back of your mind

2005-10-03T19:17:00.000-07:00

Friday night, it was raining, like it hadn't rained since sometime last year, it was dang heavy rain, all day!
Enough about rain, that isn't important. My point is that in Corvallis there is this fancy and delicious restaurant, called Tarn tip. My family ate there on Friday night, and I couldn’t believe how pleasing to my tongue the food was. I don't mean to make you hungry, but I just have to say, my mouth became filled with the taste of delectable oriental dinner dishes. The greatest part, was when this little boy came up to the window where we were eating, and started waving at my parents. I don't think they waved correctly because he started to frown at them. It wasn't a sort of evil frown, just one of discontent. My notion is the boy didn't like the way my mom was looking at him, not specifically the wave. Then the little boy turns my direction and pulls his arm straight up to his side, bent at the elbow, like a short quick, "Hi there" wave, but it was really quick. I, out of propensity, did the same thing as he had. I stuck my hand straight up to wave, and I felt like an alien, the boy smiled at that, then he jumped around some more outside our window.
The rest of my weekend was cleaning, visiting open houses (we may move sometime, did I mention that?) the home depot (I got this awesome, metal twisty ceiling light fixture; it makes my room look like a fancy and elegant modern art museum) we spent all day there, the rest of the time I did homework and sang the birthday song to my 22 year old brother. Have I told you I am getting these orthodontic torture devices out in less than a month? that’s right! But for now my last time ever wearing them, I get rainbow!

Ah the elegance in rainbow rubber bands!

Being Sick is No Fun, But it Helps Me Get Things Done

2005-09-26T15:30:00.001-07:00

I think its gonna be like this for a while, that is, me not posting for
weeks, and then Lacey yelling at me through the comment feature. I'll bring
this up again, that recently I have had nothing to blog about, and no time
to blog about it. That being said, I write now because I had quite an exciting weekend, and now have time to write about it because I am home sick
with a cold (probably a result of the exciting weekend) I think a good part of my blogging for a while will be about the weekend, seeing as school, unlike summer time, offers few thrills (or at least that's how I feel right
now). The mildly exciting things happening at school right now are, Robotics, Spirit week, sometimes neat music in the quad, and new art
projects. My newest project is a giant model of a record, sleeve and all.
(I'm planning on modeling it after the Velvet Underground and Nico, which presents a challenge, I don't know what the back of the cover, or the label
on the record looks like, so if anyone owns a copy, or has access to a picture, please e-mail that to me, it would really help!) I like my sculpture class, other than a slightly annoying girl who thinks she knows everything about art. You know the type, constantly giving dramatic, taboo
advice, and wearing shirts expressing her opinion on the environment, and most of the time, reeking of tofu.

So, to my exciting weekend that offered me no rest.... On Friday night I had
some friends over to watch Harold and Maude, this did not go well. Its not
that they (Maddie, Wes, and Rob) did not like the movie, they just did not shut up! So when the movie was over, what seemed to be an eternity of the babbling 3, we went outside, and ran around in the dark. (I got some good
pictures of this, they are on Flickr if you want to see). After
that we had a little time to play speed Scrabble before everyone had to go home. The next morning I got up around noon, ate some eggs, and finished my
book (Kurt Vonnegut's Slaughter House Five) and started a new one (Venedikd
Erofeev's Moscow to the End of the Line). Then, after a lot of hectic
planning, and a stop at Safeway to buy mints with a hundred dollar bill, Lacey and I met up with 3 from the night before (Maddie, Wes, and Greg) and
were immediately scorned for being so late. We had planned to meet at Central park and go to the Fall Festival, but plans changed after immediately finding our recently re-Corvallisite friend Val, her brother Andy, and Friend James (who none of us had ever met, and were visiting from Beaverton for the weekend [He seemed very nice]). The group of 8 declared the festival boring and made our way to American Dream Pizza where we spent half of our time down town waiting for our pizza, and playing God with a bug I found on my arm. After that we did what we came for and wandered around
the Festival, Buying bees wax items, wandering around the momentarily
abandoned basement of the art center (quite a trip for Val and her brother
who often spent time down there before they moved to Beaverton), and stopping and chatting with all the familiar faces. After we got our fill of the festival we dropped Lacey off, and I read for a while before Greg came over, to go See the complete works of William Shakespeare (abridged). When
we got there, we found that it was sold out, reserved tickets for the next
night, and went home. Greg and I decided to watch Rushmore. The next day was one of those days where you don't do much but under certain circumstances, seems like a lot. I spent the first part of the day grocery shopping with my mom. Now that's not bad, but for 3 hours, with a horrible cold? I ended up
not eating anything until 3:00 p.m. but when I did eat, I treated myself to chicken vegetable soup, a fresh peach, chai tea, and home made apple cider. Then, I rested for a while. Then off to see the play with Greg. I was hoping to watch Immortal Beloved with Lacey that night (for piano lesson homework) but that didn't work. Forgive me for not writing a lot about the play,
because after this I have to write a review of it for extra credit. But I will tell you that it was very funny, and you should see it when it starts
touring again in November. So that practically leads us to now, staying home with this cold, and finally blogging.

P.S Some stuff to look into.
My Flickr pictures
Facebook (for High School) Join and be Lacey friend and mine!
Bag and Baggage Productions. Get on the mailing list, and get the dates for
the complete works of Shakespeare (abridged), then go!
Go see Clap Your Hands Say Yeah at the W.O.W Hall in Eugene, Oregon on October 4th

80th post.

2005-09-19T16:24:00.000-07:00

Oh hello.
Arr maties it's talk like a pirate day and we totally missed it. Some kids had pirate outfits on at school today, but I didn't get the slightest notion what day it was, other than monday. DANG!
SO here is my pirate name: Vicious Chains Ridingcrop
And here is Cielle's: Soggy Cheesebeard The well-endowed.

Pretty crazy day!

School and Robotics.

2005-09-15T17:13:00.000-07:00

School is underway and finally getting interesting? Well not really. Though today we joined our schools robotics team, officially I know, because we're on their mailing list. That counts for something. Also my math teacher is totally insane, he's also my advisor so I see him more than most of my teachers, but thats okay becuase he's really great. Mainly because he has excellent music taste and isn't a bore. I'd like to say more nice things about, but he made us play a hellish game of integer trivia, which was blah, so I am lacking in good words for him.

In science we get to build inflatable platonic structures, no I am not giving you the definition of that, or a description of the project. I'll just tell you, it's pretty fun. If you want to check out what robotics is though you can go here.

More weird conversations, last night my family started with how the pledge of allegiance was declared unconstitutional and ended the conversation much later on communism and how Russians can't swim.

Thursday was like a Thursday, and Friday was like a Monday

2005-09-11T12:33:00.000-07:00

I really do apologize for not writing for 2 weeks, but it was just one thing after another distracting me from what really matters, THE BLOG! Its not that I didn't have anything to write about, it was just things like being on vacation, frantically trying to make the last days of summer matter, going to school, and not wanting to use my time out of school on the computer, and instead, sleeping.
So now I will frantically try to play catch up so I can bring you up to speed on the past 2 weeks.

Lets see, after I took my trip to Nevada you all read about, I spent a few days messing around and hanging out with friends, nothing to important. The family (myself, Amy, Paul, Austin, Jean, and Claire) went up to Cannon Beach where we rented a nice beach side A-frame. Over the 4 days we covered a lot. We spent a lot of time at the beach, flying kites, general tomfoolery, saw 4 Muchos Gracia's (ate at one), went to a big warehouse in Seaside where this guy was selling thousands of records (that only made up a 5th of his collection), bought a neat vintage sailor suit, went to Astoria, climbed the Astoria tower, went to the docks and made conversation with fishermen and sea lions, had a good rye-bread sandwich, and went to Ecola state park, where we got free admission for singing the National Anthem, only to find it was a set up. There are some neat pictures on flickr, as well as a few on my brother's account.

After we got back, I decided I had to clean my room. So I spent 2 of the 3 last days of summer cleaning, and ended up with a very neat room. I think about half of the things that were in my room before, are now either at Goodwill of in the trash. I did try doing a few fun things on the last day… I hung out with people and went to a small get together at my friend Greg's house, playing on his crazy arcade games, talking through a movie, and being introduced to speed Scrabble.

That brings us to the first day of school. That day seemed to take forever. Mainly because we had to go through our entire schedule twice, and many assemblies and welcome things. The next two days went by pretty fast because we only had to go to four classes (1 and a half hours each). I find the whole schedule pretty confusing because there are 3 different daily schedules… Monday and Wednesday—where we go to 4 of our classes, Tuesday and Thursday we go to the other 4 classes, and Friday when we go to all eight. The first day was like a Friday because we went to all our classes, Thursday was like a Thursday, and Friday was like a Monday. Whatever they think works best. I got really lucky with my first semester classes because I have 4 art classes. Yes, four art classes. My schedule for Fridays is like this:
1 Painting/Drawing
2 Painting/Drawing
3 PE
4 Jewelry
5 Literature
6 Science
7 Photography
8 Sculpture

So my first semester is pretty laid back and easy. But don't think I'm a slacker, next semester will be bit harder:
1 Study Hall
2 Study Hall
3 French
4 French
5 Literature
6 Science
7 Math
8 Math

That's not that bad though, French and Math every night, and Lit and Science projects here and there (homework-wise). Really, the only thing I really like is riding the cramped bus, so I have to sit on the floor between big, hairy guys playing rap music really loud, and have to walk a long way to my house from where the bus drops me off.

So this weekend, I have read, cleaned, baked, and watched TV in my room now that I have cable in there (I hope that won't be to tempting for me). Also, last night I went back to Greg's house, and did basically the same thing, but this time, families I really didn't know were there (I think it was some kind of joint birthday deal, and that made it awkward for me, because I did not know one of the birthday boys too well), and we had a really good steak dinner, and carrot cake.
Oh, and I got a glimpse of my new neighbors yesterday. Apparently they are a young couple, but from where I was standing they looked pretty old. They both drove up on red mopeds, each with a matching red helmet that neither of them took off the whole 3 min. they took to look at their new house (not enough time?) They also walked right next to each other and walked at the exact same pace, and were wearing similar outfits. It doesn't sound to weird, but it really was.

So really, that's it.

Remember 9/11?

2005-09-11T08:35:00.000-07:00

Yep. Check THIS out.

2005-09-10T10:13:00.000-07:00

I will write soon, I promise. Im just a little busy.

linked

2005-09-08T16:10:00.000-07:00

I was thinking today about the way people switch from one topic to the next through the same topic, for example, the other night, my dad said, "Oh tomorrow is garbage day, and labor day." From there we went off on that big statment, about federal and government work breaks and such, and recycling, as we finished dinner, the end topic was on freshwater fish. In no way did we ever stop one conversation to form another, it just so happened. I don't even know how it happened, but what a great thing.

Labor Day

2005-09-05T15:52:00.000-07:00

Happy Labor Day! You work-aholics!

I am ready for the classes more than I am for the actual student body

2005-09-03T16:15:00.000-07:00

High School, yeah, registration was a while ago, Maddie and Cielle picked me up and we were all transported by Cielle’s mom to our new High School. As my dad filled out forms to be handed to me later, we stood in the line sitting cross-legged and playing an intense game of rock paper scissors to pass the sluggish time. Our friend, Mick, stood behind us he was probably bored too, but at least he had us for entertainment, didn’t you Mick? When my dad came 15 minutes later, we had only moved a few feet from where we had started. We stood behind a kid who was trying to cancel his doctor’s appointment the whole time we were in line, because his mom was sure they wouldn’t make it. It took his mom 15 minutes to find a cell phone to call the doctor. There were 8 steps to registration 9 maybe if you HATE your schedule. Turn in emergency forms, Internet account agreement, pay fees for yearbook ID card etc. Next get two pictures taken, your ID card photo and your yearbook picture, pick up class schedule, get angry at the system then get your locker assignment. After that you’re free to leave or make changes to your schedule. Cielle and I are sharing a locker, and we have the best one ever. Its locker number 541 if you realize why that’s so significant, comment. We’ll be putting art and fancy little drawings for sale in there, also uphold a record collection, and maybe some schoolbooks.
I could say I am excited about high school but then I may be overstating it. I could say I am dreading it, but that’s not right either. This school has had two of my sibling before me, so they better be ready for another, I won't be kicked out in the 11th grade, or flood the quad, believe me!. Well I am not going to get fervent about high school with this post, at all just informative.

Speaking of high school, how high is it really?

A Palindrome

2005-08-28T21:15:00.000-07:00

My brother found a new palindrome that I liked:

Using the c in Crawford (the current location of our president) as the point of reflection you get:

Dr. Of War

drofwarCrawford

See!?

Storys From the Road

2005-08-28T18:55:00.000-07:00

I recently got back from a trip (yesterday as a matter of fact). It wasn't a long trip, or even a really exciting trip, it was just good, good and nice. The key aspect of the trip was driving. Driving that included one 10 hour drive to Reno, stop and go driving to various ghost towns, and a drive home spanning 600 miles.
The first day's drive, began very early in the morning, 6:00, after waking up at 5:00, and making a quick stop for ice. Seeing how many people are up at that time, driving, walking, and at Safeway made me think, what kind of people are these early morning wanderer? I came to a conclusion, that they were one of the following: 1. shady mysterious people, up to no good, or 2. very respectable, hard-working people. Or maybe they just couldn't sleep. That day at the very least, made me realize, truly, how beautiful Oregon is. We have a nice beach, a cold but nice beach, perfect for two young girls during summer, beautiful Rowling Green mountains, sometimes they can be sharp, jagged treacherous looking mountains, but are still equally beautiful, and above all, we have trees. I started to miss trees when we got into Nevada, and even some parts of California. Those areas are filled with nothing but dirt, dead looking shrubs, and a gnarled tree here and there. This case was very true with Reno, the only difference from the city, and the road leading to it, was the mess of buildings, highways, and neon lights, haphazardly scattered in close proximity to each other. Something about the city just gave me the creeps. But I did get some good pictures. The night in Reno included winning $9.50 at a slot machine, having a stomachache, then having it go away after I had a salad, wandering around the hotel, wandering around the city, running in to someone from Corvallis, taking pictures, paying $3 to use the Internet, and sleeping on a rolling bed that had a death grip on me. After coffee the next morning, we went out to Virginia City, saw the cemetery, went in a few buildings, and got some good pictures. Oh, and let me tell you, a tiny city like that is even better the second time! Then we drove more. when I say that, it sounds like it was just next door, but really these places were hours apart.

So when we finally got to Bodie, and as I got my first (technically second) glance of Bodie, and its dilapidated, abandoned, crumbling buildings, the eerie whistling solo on the Magnetic Fields song Blue You came blaring through my iPod. Bodie is actually an amazing place, so I didn't mind seeing it a second time, and will in fact, probably see it many more times, especially because my dad is obsessed with it, and goes quite often to do research on the buildings he makes scale models of. So back to Bodie… the bit of the town that is left has gone through so much that you can hardly believe that it is still standing. Most of the town was burned down in one of the three fires, and the weak little wood buildings that are still there, have to withstand the brutal winters, and the inevitable decay of wood. There are also a lot of interesting little stories, like the Bodie curse, mining stories, and not to mention all the murders. In 1881 the Bodie Daily Free Press printed "Bodie is becoming a quiet summer resort - no one killed here last week".
After more hours of driving, and the road to our hotel being closed, we decided to venture into Yosemite national park. I was actually quite surprised to see how beautiful it was, just an hour or so out of the dirt and dead shrubbery. In the park we saw the usual park stuff… trees, water, El Capitan, and then we went to the hotel in Bridgeport and crashed, and I sleept on a small uncomfortable couch, with half a blanket.
The trip ended a day early because we thought we could make it home and we did. So the last day was all driving, then getting home and seeing Broken Flowers with my mother and brother. It was good, good and nice. The whole trip I was thinking of what I some day want to do. That is, travel the world, taking pictures, and then putting them in a book, and calling it ,"Pictures of the World", or maybe something more creative, who knows. I could even ad what music I was listening to when I took the picture. Where would I get the money, and time you ask? I don't know, its just a pipe dream that is pretty childish. It does seem like a foolish dream doesn't it? I don't know, maybe I won't do anything like that. But I do want to travel a lot, if at all possible.

Filler Post-oh just you wait.

2005-08-27T21:27:00.000-07:00

What is the point of having 18 luxury boxes in a small town football stadium? Dare I forget the 21 Club box seating with complete access to a sports bar adjacent to the seating. It isn't only a bar it has 4 large screen T.Vs for drunk pleasure, extremely comfortable chairs set in groups and a beautiful stone fireplace centered for sheer comfort for the non-sober football game attendees. Self-evidently the non-sober game go-ers will plunge into the fire and burn up, why they convienently toss an open fire pit in the middle of a bar is beyond me as well.

I forgot they also have WIFI internet access provided by Peak, throughout the stadium.

Moonshine Park

2005-08-25T11:56:00.000-07:00

Rapids
Originally uploaded by Lacey_and_Cielle.

Tuesday, Cielle and I went for a short trip to Moonshine Park, which is near the little town of Siletz just off a ways from Toledo. If you don’t live in Oregon, or whatever, don’t try to figure it out. First we started out with a cup of coffee and an iPod set on God Speed you Black Emperor then switching from band to band, landing on The Sweet until we reached Newport. My mom took us to this neat bookstore/restaurant and there we looked at books and poetry books before eating. If I remembered the name I’d tell you it and recommend you go there next time you’re in Newport Oregon. From there we went to buy an innertube, which was rather fortuitous considering it was quite a spontaneous decision, “Lets go buy an innertube!” We wound up getting it at a Tire Factory, car tire repair center.

They drive from Newport to Siletz was only about 15 or so miles and apparently we lost the turn we were to take in Siletz and drove right on for another 6-8 miles. Hey more time listening to The Vaseline’s. We figured we might have gone to far after coming to a campsite and seeing no signs directing to Moonshine Park. So we went to ask someone at the campground, it’s amazing what you can get out of the camp host. My mom asks the camp host where the park is, and he tells us go to Siletz, turn left, left again, yada yada, and as if he hadn’t already told us, he repeats more in depth what he had said before. Then continuing a third time to explain its whereabouts, it was actually a bit difficult to brush him off and say we understood because he was trying to yell from his picnic table at our car from about 15 feet away. It was great.

Once at the park, Cielle found a bench with the name Ash Roberts engraved on a plaque. She thought the name was awesome, I mean Ash Roberts, Ash, what a great name. It’s like Ace the name for the main character in our book, soon to be world famous movie. Yep. For about 30 minutes we road the innertube a ways down the river, it really didn’t last that long we had to get time for pictures in, and that we did. Upon departure I wanted to get one last innertube thrill in, that happened. The water started to get a bit sluggish over by the far bank, so I was slowly drifting toward land. I was trying to turn away to get into the faster current closer to the right side, when all of a sudden the innertube hits a rock and flips upside down. It was so sudden and the water so freezing cold, for a moment there I must to have gone into a slight form of unconscious shock. I didn’t stay cold to long after. These water trips always seem to have me end up in the water.
We took the untrammeled back road into Corvallis we listened to The Spinto Band and Devo, on that trek.
Also Cielle is on a trip to Reno NV she'll be back, Monday, when SHE'LL POST!
The park we took pictures of ducks was at Starker Park by Ashbrook Independent School.

I say comrade...

2005-08-18T21:19:00.000-07:00

Today my day went as we (my family) had planned yesterday. I was awoken early around 9 am by a phone call, I didn’t catch the call though I arrived at the scene too late. I was so lazy I went right back to sleep on the closest comfy spot, and slept there for another hour and a half until another phone call awoke me about 10:50 am, this time I was right next to the phone, It was Cielle. I had to eat lunch with my dad and brother at noon so it was a good thing she called me then, or I certainly would’ve overslept like my brother did. SO basically when my dad asked me what I had been up to that morning I said, “Well I woke up, got dressed and now I am here.” Yeah, boy was I busy.

I was in deep thought today, I thought about how cool it is that the way we feel effects what music we listen to and what music we listen to effects how we feel. Then I decided that’s just brushing the surface of how deep I could get in this topic. When I am on the road there is a sense of freedom in me, so I choose, normally, to listen to something that’s free smooth and mellow, maybe spacey, uh, sure. EX: The Magnetic Fields, Neutral Milk Hotel and The velvet underground can be excellent driving music, there is obviously a whole mix of artists that can be devised into a driving mood. Sometimes when you feel upset the only thing that makes you feel better is a happy song (Clap Your Hands Say Yeah!) and maybe if you have something on your mind a slow life-questioning song is in order. Songs can even make you think, I do my best thinking when listening to music and when I am trying to get to sleep and pestering thoughts seep into my mind and tell me all sorts of shit. (It’s all in your mind-Beck)

I’ve noticed the college kids are flocking back into town. While in the grocery store tonight we came upon a dozen or so college kids and their roommates buying beer kegs and such. Knocking on melons to tell if they sound hollow or not has become the knew drum to me. Oh and Cielle and Austin I found out another person who has your birthday, the old lady clerk at the Co-op near my house! She told us about her Betty-bop earrings she had on, add that one to your list.

I have been reading up on my Oregon Scenic Byways, highways and places and have gained a huge desire to go to every one of them from the coast to the snake river from Astoria to Klamath Falls in either a convertable going at 90 miles an hour or a bicycle going 15. That would be nice.

So I finaly write

2005-08-17T09:38:00.000-07:00

Well, its now been a week since my birthday, and I felt it was time to write.

So for my birthday I got the iPod that I have desperately needed for months now, and could not be more happy with the little guy. I find myself listening to it, even when I am sitting right next to a large CD player, its just easier. Its also helped to improve my solitaire game, if there is ever anything to improve. Recently, just this morning in fact, I decided on a name for him. It was a close call, but I ended up with Sebastian, taken of course, from Belle & Sebastian, which I listen to quite often, so I felt it was appropriate. At the very end, it was down to Sebastian (which I already explained), Stephin (as in Stephin Merriet, who probably has the most songs on the iPod), and Luscious (as in Luscious Jackson, who did a few songs for Pete and Pete), in the end I picked Sebastian, because it seemed a good fit, and I really just like the sound of it.
So Sebastian is a little white 20GB Photo IPod, and my new best friend. I see a big and bright future for the two of us.

I'm sorry, but I am at a loss of things to write about, other than Sebastian, and that in a few hours, I'm off to the airport to pick up my grand parents, who are staying well into September, and a total of 5 or 6 weeks. Their stay here will revolve mainly around fixing up the house, painting, gluing, building, and just generally making things look nice. But that's not all, we may also take a few trips here and there (and I can fit more of that in, now that our trip to Salmon fell through). We may go to Portland this weekend, and see the Street of Dreams, my dad, grandpa, and I may go on a 3 night trip to Reno, Bodie, CA and hell if I know, I'm still not sure of the plans, and of course, we are going to Cannon Beach on the 1st through the 3rd. I have already started to make a mix tape for the occasion that I will only be able to listen to, if my brother ends up going, and I can use his tape player.

wrong

2005-08-13T17:24:00.000-07:00

The german title was worng, so very wrong.

Was auch immer Sie wünschen...Sie wille holen sie.

2005-08-11T21:33:00.000-07:00

That is way beside the point but it looks cool, and it is cool! So the Bite of Oregon kicks off tomorrow with all its delicious local food and wine tasting, but what is most intriguing for Cielle and I is the great music. Playing tomorrow is Portland’s very own Decemeberists-very nice indeed indie rock band and Violent Femmes-totally acoustic rock band. Anyway it woud’ve been a joy to go yet we have no transportation to that particular spot until Saturday. Maybe tonight I can wish a billion times on the meteorites in the meteor shower set to happen at 12:00 am. I guess this is where my title fits in, whatever you wish-you will get it, so if I wish will I get it? Thats what the german title tells me. Although that may not work and if it does fall through, there is always the backup (always have a back up) that is to go see the Decemberists in Portland on the 9th, that should be good too.

If that falls through, ag.

We uploaded some super good pictures on our updated flickr account so check it out!

2005-08-10T09:23:00.000-07:00

Its my birthday.

So happy birthday Austin & Cielle

A Day Sailing

2005-08-09T14:20:00.000-07:00

I can proudly cross "visit the beach" and "ride a boat" off of my list of things to do this summer. Yes, despite the rescheduling here and there, we finally got out to Newport and got a thrilling ride on Lacey's mom's friend John's boat. John is a professor at OSU (he was my dad's favorite professor in the 80's, as a matter of fact) and seems to be kind of a Jack of all trades, and quite the character.

I woke up yesterday morning at 7, after getting to bed at 1:30. I sleepily got ready, packed my things, made myself some coffee, and made a mix CD for the occasion. As I rushed out the door, it occurred to me that my CD player was lost and/or broken. I got into the car, without the CD player, and with a case of Cd's, as I started to give my grandma directions to Lacey's house. When I got there, I waited about 5 minutes for someone to open the door, and when someone did, it was a still tired looking Lacey in her pajamas. I waited patiently in the living room, while the family got ready. I worked on my anagrams ( I recently began making anagram names for everyone in my grade, like this: Cielle Charron = Ellen Arcorich) I had got quite a good list going, and on just that one paper I had about 30 of so names.

When were were all ready to head out, the five of us climbed into the cramped little car. The drive up was very beautiful, as usual. The only bad thing was having to share Lacey's CD player, back and forth, each listening to the song the other had just listened to (thank you Lacey). We did not even get through one CD. Everything is going to be so much simpler with an iPod. When we got into town, we drove straight to the dock where John's boat was....docked, and got everything ready for our adventure.

After everything was ship shape, we set sail into the channel. The way up was lovely, not to much wind, sunny, smooth sailing if you will. We glided on, taking lots of pictures, waving to other boaters, taking turns at the wheel, and looking at the splendid scenery (mostly trees, old beach houses, and old rickety boats). A few hours in we dropped anchor near a nice grassy island, and had lunch. After lunch, Lacey and I played someting similar to Scrabble on the bow. I think that was my favorite part, just hanging out on the bow, playing games, almost losing some stuff to the water, taking pictures, and discovering a new entrance to the cabin below. But right when everything seemed fine, a big gust of wind took my anagrams, and sent them floating down the river. Thry're probably way past Toledo by now. We could turn around for Lacey's hat, but not my anagrams. After lollygagging on the boat for a few hours, we headed for the dock. The way back was a little less smooth, then the way up, and was pretty windy, but was pretty fun to navigate in, and I ended up taking us back about half way.

When we got back we were all pretty cold, and after putting the boat back in order, we went and stood in front of the hand dryers in the bathroom, and then went off to eat dinner. We ended up at a very nice, expensive restaurant, where we had a great view of both the beach, and a lady with really crazy robot glasses. After hardly eating my meal, and gawking at some strange people, we got back in the car and drove to Agate beach. We did not spend all that much time there, but I can tell you that there were some nice barken dunes (whatever John said), a pretty blue sky, and lots of sand. It did not seem like normal Oregon coast sand, because it was not all wet, and covered in garbage, it was very soft and clean.

After trying to run up and down a bunch of dunes, and getting sand in my eyes, we when back to the car and played a thrilling game of "try and get the sand out of the camera", we lost. I had so much sand in my eyes, I couldn't see, and when I did get most of it out, and could see we were in front of a small candy store, and Lacey and I when in and got some salt water taffy. Now, armed with taffy and sand, we headed home. Gazing out the window, sharing headphones, and looking at the crescent moon with two planets making a diagonal line straigt through it, the drive seamed to go by too fast, and I soon found myself at my front door, saying, "thank you", and went in to share my good time with my family.

For more pictures visit our Flick account

Now thats a FAIR time!

2005-08-07T18:27:00.000-07:00

(Excuse the many puns) I think I’ve learned my lesson Friday night during a little walk to the fairgrounds, that is to never take a lazy, selfish, little dog on long walks, even if they could use the exercise and beg incessantly. The little dog became dog tired after the first 15 minutes and impolitely refused the free water Cielle had fetched for her (DOG GONE IT!) Cielle and I had the pleasure of carrying her most of the way back. When we reached me street she (Kira-the dog) suddenly gained tons of energy and ran all the way down the street to my house, where she immediately gulped down water.
We wandered by the fairgrounds without any real direction- we couldn’t go in we had no money, and we didn’t know anyone in there worth talking to, I guess the only reason we went was to have a twilight walk and snap a few pictures of the Ferris wheel. OH yeah and to get frustrated we didn’t spend more time at the fair this week.
We did go to the fair though, the very next day with our friends Lissy and Kailey, and some guy Cielle and the rest knew but I had only met once before, great! I met them all there at six, two hours after they had arrived. It was our local county fair, with its crazy rides, rodeo, live performances, dancing, animals, art and things exhibits, food and animals.
I tend to get woozy on really fast spinning rides, and ones that make your guts implode, but that was not the case then. It usually was one fast exhilarating ride after another, until I got extremely thirsty, and Cielle told me I was a party pooper. Ah but hey Cielle you got to meet a really cute guy, NOW am I such a party pooper? We went to get the water, and my mom dragged all four of us near the dance floor to meet this 18-year-old swing dancer who needed a partner, and to think all I wanted was water. On most of the rides Kailey and Lissy did all the screaming, yet I still had a sore throat after the fair, not to mention deafened ears. Cielle and I really wanted to go on the Ferris wheel, because it was at night and all the lights on the rides were lit, the view from that tall Ferris wheel would’ve been a grand one. We didn’t get that chance though, the line twisted back a ways past another ride it would’ve taken us all night to get halfway through that line.
One ride that was new to me, was the orbiter and it simulated (as I would say) getting sucked into a black hole, by spinning around at astonishingly fast speeds, for a rickety, truck delivered ride (Now that makes the ride sound extremely unsafe). Think of a merry-go-round gone absolutely insane. It actually was very fun, maybe not right after going on the upside down, throw-your-stomach-into-your-brain ride, but definitely gravity defying. We left after Lissy and Kailey at 10:50pm after petting other people’s animals and making fun of an out-of-place sheep. Another fair come and gone.

PS; If I missed anything, feel free to post about it Cielle.