fact or fiction?
Image by db Photography | Demi-Brooke
how many am i supposed to do? five i think, isn't it?
if its more than that, i'll add some.
numero uno.] I love this camera, but have yet to use it. I love photography in general. This sudden fad with photography is kind of irritating, because it seems like anyone with a camera has "photography is my life goal passion dream lalala" plastered everywhere. i'm all for expressing yourself through pictures, if you're sincere. if you're doing it for a fad, getchyoself a life, foo'.
tewwww.] I love gardening, gardens, flowers, etc. Today, my mom decided i'm allowed to have a garden out my side window. i'm so excited! little gnomes and mushrooms are going to be all over it. we've already bought some herbs and flowers, and i hope to get a vine growing up a fence for the corner. oh baby oh baby oh baby, oh!
3.] I have a minor obsession with burts bees everything. i own all their hand lotions, chapsticks, and my favorite, their cuticle cream. that stuff makes me feel all close to nature, like i'm rubbing nature all over my person. not to be awkward or anything...
four.] i keep a journal, and if i don't write in it daily, i feel as if i might go insane. I have to constantly have record of what i do each day, especially when its something interesting or funny. comic strips, pictures, collages, and far too many lists are also kept in it. recently, my friend Kristin made [yes, MADE. i'll have to get a picture of it up soon] a journal, which i've been using for church notes, favorite verses, and bible study notes. i'm a journalin' looney; guard your children.
a whole hand.] I really want a pet sloth. and i don't care if they have bugs in their skin, you've got bugs in your bed. so there. stick that in your juicebox and suck it. : )
ciao, bella.
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btw,
i really hope my computer gets fixed soon.
i miss having photoshop to layer things! oh man. (c)<copyrighted by steve
pile of love and weight of the past
Image by me and the sysop
killing time by digging into the past. these quotes crack me up and make me sad.
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owen found some video of a chick fucking a care bear. she had a strap on attached to it, and she put it in her ass and bounced up and down on it. you know it's a bad day when furry anal sex is turning me on.
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and god said let there be pubic hair. and god was pleased because all hu-mans would be miserable.
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i'd assume that's why no one likes me: i just likened a dreamy relationship to the plot of ms. pacman.
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SCENE: CHELSEA is retrieving the jug of tea from the refridgerator as MOM sits at the table and DOUG stands near the sink
CHELSEA: man, the guy at the counter was so pretty. he had hair to his chin, and his nails were painted with a chipping black. i was like, 'um, can i have a large popcorn, skittles, medium diet coke, and your baby?' that's why i had to pay that extra four dollars. :nods:
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i've always wanted to take [a roadtrip] by myself. i want to take pictures of powerlines. just inches from being directly in front of them, when you can see all of them in the distance. they look like they go on forever, and for some reason that's the most beautiful thing i've ever seen.
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after some time spent in the dark this morning around 2:00, i realized i still needed to buy a vibrator. this seems sort of backward i realize, but half an hour and three orgasms later i decided to go to the megaplex.
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"why does chelsea have so much anger in her?"
"i don't know, why don't you ask her?"
"cause she'd get mad."
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mom: "sister doesn't know regular music."
sarah: "that's because she isn't regular."
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i'm not sure why leaving was so hard. probably because not only am i leaving a cool apartment, but i'm also leaving jennifer. a world of funny voices, obscure movie quotes, and inside jokes all dead.
just as i started carrying the last of my things to the car, it began to storm. the moment i finished, the rain stopped. in my car, i hit the steering wheel and yelled, "fuck you!" presumably to whoever controls the weather.
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mom and sarah rushed out the door at 4:40. doug got out of jury duty early, and they've an 8 o'clock mavericks game to get to in dallas. mom called out "bye babe," and i was left sitting at the kitchen table under the harsh flourescents, drinking from a glass of tea mom had made and ignoring my over-cooked waffles on the saucer before me. i heard the front door lock clack, and mom returned. she placed a ten dollar bill next to my waffles and said i should call derek and see if he wants to get something to eat. she hated for me to be alone. i said weakly, ok, and again she left.
the kitchen table set-up is currently the same: glass, saucer, waffles, money. all light from outside has died, and the hallways and rooms are pitch black and quiet in the brown home.
i packed some clothes i could wear to a funeral just in case. good thinking.
gladys
Image by maureen_sill
the elderly in langa are tired
they have been through apartheid, centuries of capitalistic slavery, discrimination
drug problems, gang wars, endless violence, endless poverty, hunger, the AIDS crisis
losing their family to various tragedies
a hundred fifty funerals
they are tired, and yet they are made out of iron
and yet still, they are made out of milk and honey
walking past the park mama says, this is where white people who come to langa go
she says, they come here to take pictures of the children playing
like animals in the zoo, little black animals in the zoo
and then men come out of the shacks with knives and rob their cameras
she says, i know you like to take pictures, you wrote in the letter you sent
i said yes, but i do not take pictures here without permission, and if i do not know their name
i do not take pictures if i have not spoken to them
which in my head, i know every professional would say sacrfices a true candid
but that is a sacrifice i am willing to make in the name of consideration
she said, why do you like to take pictures
and for once in my life i articulated myself and said
"it is how i try to understand"
and she laughed and touched my hair
she said, ah, but you are such a good listener, baby
i said, only for you mama
she laughed and patted my back and said
you are very careful to be respectful, noluthando
which was funny to me because at home i am usually very abrasive
this place has turned me quiet, very quickly
there is nothing to say, when you do not understand anything
there is nothing for me to say
nothing i could possibly say
so i just offer to get the tea, do the dishes, go to the store and help nelisa with her homework
a person who does not speak or offend is obviously easy to like
but it seems impossible to love
the sky is awful gray, perfectly gray
jaz said to me, you brought the rain with you, from america, did you?
his hearty, cigar laugh, falling out of his mouth, ashes on the brick floor
yes, i say
HUMAN EVOLUTION
Image by Okinawa Soba
The above graphic should settle all arguments, both religious and scientific, as to who among us sits at the top of the evolutionary model in man's March of Progress.
This pictographic document has long been known by members of the KKK, the ARYAN BROTHERHOOD, the NAZI PARTY, and the Education and Propaganda Departments of both CHINA and JAPAN, who have been at each others throats for centuries, each claiming to be the SUPREME RACE.
Unfortunately, these barbaric tribes and nations could only agree on one thing : TO SUPPRESS THE ABOVE CHART AT ALL COSTS. Therefore, the peoples of the world were left with an incomplete picture of the Evolution of Man, which erroneously showed HOMO SAPIENS to be the crowing achievement of our evolutionary progress.
The discovery of this long-lost chart has now rendered all such arguments completely moot.
Found on a T-SHIRT in an Okinawa Souvenir Shop, the discovery of this here-to-fore unknown graphic has spurred evolutionary scientists to re-examined the DNA evidence, resulting in the surprise confirmation that the UCHINANCHU (Okinawans of Okinawa) do indeed form a new level of evolution that makes the normal Homo Sapiens seem like Neanderthals in comparison.
Scientists speculate that the upward evolutionary break from the homo sapiens came as a natural response to the negative environmental pressures of having to put up with both the US Military and Japanese occupation of their advanced Island Civilization.
While the lowly Homo Sapiens are known for being adept at inventing lots of things and making war, the more advanced UCHINANCHU life forms are known for not letting things bother them, getting along with everyone, drinking a powerful rice whiskey called Awamori, and singing and dancing he night away whenever they get the chance. They also seem to make a lot of babies in the process.
The Okinawans have invented many festivals and holidays as an excuse to indulge in these pastimes, and, as further proof of their separation from the lower forms around them, live longer, healthier, and happier lives than the CHINESE, JAPANESE, and US MILITARY they have to deal with on a daily basis.
On the other hand, the Okinawans also work a lot harder than the barbaric tribes mentioned above. And they work WAY harder than certain Officials of the US State Department who come here masquerading as so-called "Diplomats" --- especially a former director of the US State Department's Office of Japan Affairs (and former US Consul General in Okinawa) whose extremely LAZY approach to learning and understanding history is not unlike that of a corpse trying to learn what life is all about.
abcnews.go.com/International/us-diplomat-kevin-maher-repl...
In a scientific endorsement of the "ONE DROP RULE", it has also been discovered that if you can find even one drop of OKINAWAN BLOOD in your ancestral tree, your future prodigy has the best chance of making the world a better place.
Otherwise, like poor Okinawa Soba (that's me), you are doomed to a future that is controlled and directed by Homo Sapien idiots and nincompoops.
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The above information is completely true, and is supplied as both a service and a warning to all mankind. For further information on this new evolutionary discovery, please consult my still-unwritten book, THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW ABOUT OKINAWA, complied from notes I forgot to keep while under the influence of 120-Proof Awamori.
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NOTE ON THE GRAPHIC : This "HUMAN EVOLUTION" graphic is by local artist and designer YUSATAKA HANASHIRO of the Okinawa City Tourist Bureau, and reproduced here with his permission. Tasked with coming up with a T-SHIRT and POSTER idea for the 2011 EISA FESTIVAL, he decided on a parody / spoof of the famous "March of Progress" illustration by RUDOLF ZALLINGER (1919-1995) that first appeared in the 1965 Time-Life book, Early Man.
Needless to say, it got a lot of approval from the local Okinawans, who --- after living with American and Japanese occupiers for the past 60 --- know that the funny parody is a lot closer to the truth than most people realize !
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♥ THE ORIGINAL : en.wikipedia.org/wiki/March_of_Progress
♥ SIMILAR 1992 PARODY ALONG THE SAME LINES : en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Encino_Man
♥ EVOLUTION OF JAPANESE FOOTBALL / SOCCER : rlv.zcache.com/evolution_of_japanese_football_soccer_play...
♥ PURPOSE OF THE UCHINAA POSTER : EISA DANCERS and the ESIA FESTIVAL : en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eisa_%28dance%29
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OTHER PARODIES OVER ON PHOTOBUCKET NOT ENDORSED BY OKINAWA SOBA : i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa133/EpicKira/evolution.png
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RANDOM SOBA : www.flickriver.com/photos/24443965@N08/sets/
day fifty one | wicked
Image by I Are Rowell
day fifty one | wicked
Pictured here is the Grilled California Lamb Chops on baby bok choy, currants and creamy risotto.
As Barb would describe a perfect life,
good food, good wine and good company.
We started our afternoon eating dinner at the Currant American Brasserie in downtown San Diego.
Barb and I had tickets to watch Wicked and through Twitter I found out that the Currant was running a Wicked deal (no pun intended):
Free valet, 3 course meal and a free cocktail for /person.
I've been to the Currant before but never really sat down for dinner and I was in heaven after eating such a delicious dinner. The service was top notch and the food was perfect!
Barb had chile grilled prawns, the grilled california lamb chops (pictured here), and a pineapple rhubarb cobbler for dessert.
I had sweet corn soup, the grilled california lamb chops (pictured here) and a seasonal creme brulee for dessert.
We then watched Wicked which was just absolutely amazing. Everyone had wonderful voices. It really made me and Barb want to watch the Wizard of Oz again. It was funny, sad and happy - a musical that really defines how we experience life which can be seen in the personalities of different characters.
