Tuesday, January 29, 2008
What is missing from these still pics are action shots of jumping and frolicing. Of course, there was ample baaing to go along.
I'm braver than the other lambs...but not as brave as lambo
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
The shows on tv have been mostly crap, so I've cracked open this thing called a book. It's about a young couple that got kidnapped and murder in Davis in 1980. I never knew about this incident until last year. So I was curious to read about this travesty in the seemingly crime-less city of my grad school years. It's a very easy read and I'm shocked to find out that they were likely kidnapped very close to my old condo....like the next street over! The alternative kidnapping location was at a shopping center that was my favorite grocery store. Really weird.
I've also been busy with my latest scheme. It's way to early to reveal any details, but let's just say it's been something that's ALWAYS been a dream of mine. And it's not meeting Johnny Depp or anything like that....although I would not be opposed to that. So just keep your fingers crossed that things will work out.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
Cashew's shell is now 2 inches long and has doubled in size since I first got it. Plus, I'm starting to think Cashew may actually (GASP!) be a girl. I'll have to wait and see about that. Cashew is still really small and young.
What you can't see is that while posing for the pics, Cashew is lightly pumping all limbs...like stretching movements....so cute.
Are you looking at me?
Thursday, January 10, 2008
During my monday outing, I was getting frustated because of the secret skunk cabbage, being super overdressed for the warmth, and having to check the soils like a maniac before being able to hang one wetland boundary flag. So I needed some comic relief and here I am on top of a tree that I thought was like nature's chaise lounge. It was a tree that had a second life. It had fallen over, but it still was able to bend towards the sun and survive into a mature tree. Not soon after my comic relief I lost my sweater in the wetlands. Of course the sweater was a nice forest green and blended in well with the mossy ground. I eventually found it all sprawled out on the ground not that far from the chaise lounge.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
He was chatting to the man in the middle seat...a friend, manager type? (does he even still act or need one?), or relative. He didn't watch any of the movies (smart choice!!!) and never got up to the bathroom. We were just starting to get our food and a flight attendant comes by with a special meal. The flight attendant asks what Andrew/Billy's name was and he responds "Shue". The flight attendant then goes "Oh. Actually this is a kid's meal. Nevermind." It was for the girl sitting directly behind him. Andrew/Billy goes "Are you messing with me?" to the flight attendant, which I thought was a little snotty....like you KNOW who I am. Well at least I'm pretty sure Andrew/Billy's seat was kicked the majority of the flight by this girl named Sunny. I know this, because Sunny could barely contain herself in the few minutes of boarding/exiting the plane. She introduced herself to anyone within earshot and started firing off questions to everyone around her. Her asian mother was beyond herself with embarassment...which made it even more over the top and a great distraction while I fired off these two lousy camera phone pics.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Err...what am I below?
Is this a slug hieroglyph? I don't know too many snakes that have bunny ears.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Unfortunately it has been disney-fied in the sense that there's a giant giftshop and it's surrounded by city strip malls and movie theaters. That and the step regular tour fee of $25! Our tour guide was a loud talking, bad joke telling, super animated weirdo who I think has found his calling in life...to be a tour guide. My friend Ren had told me that a friend had taken a photo of a mirror there and a face had shown up. Regardless of the Disney affect and the annoying tour guide, I was hell bent on doing my own ghosthunting. That meant taking a zillion photos of the place and lagging behind the group to get photos without people in them. Well I thought I had something here but it's just a smudge in a mirror.
So I'm sad to say that I didn't find any spirits in my pictures. Maybe if I had gone on one of the flashlight or behind the scenes tours or been there at night, it would have been different. Otherwise, I still enjoyed the tiny stairs...each step was only about 2 inches in height and would circle around and around just to go up one flight of stairs. Supposedly in her later years, she couldn't really raise her foot very high so she had a good portion of the regular staircases removed.