Maybe it's because I love show tunes. Maybe it's because I'm a little twisted. Maybe it's because Big Hands and I might just possibly be the first Humboldt blogosphere love connection. Or maybe Tuesday's just boring. At any rate, thanks to crossgirl, this video has had me laughing and humming to myself for the last hour.
Hmmmmm. The whole thing won't show on my screen, and I'm technologically challenged. You may have to go to the site to view it. If anyone knows how to change this and make it work, please let me know. Slowly and with small words.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Humboldt County Bookmark
Mondays are the best day to take off from work. After a busy and exhausting working weekend out of town I decided that I needed yesterday to recuperate and decompress. The laundry needed to be washed, the house needed to be cleaned, bills needed to be paid, the garden needed to be weeded. So I dove in to what was really important first. I packed a bag with sunscreen, a towel and a sandwich and took myself to Willa Crick for the day (aka Willow Creek in some circles.)
It was a lovely day; warm, sunny with clouds that would pass over and block the sun for a bit just as I was getting so hot I thought I might have to jump in the river. After falling asleep on Kimtu Beach for a few hours I woke up covered in a sticky layer of sand with dark clouds rolling in from the hills. I looked around me and the beach was deserted. Time to head to my other favorite place in the Crick - Bigfoot Books.
Bigfoot Books is wonderful, not only for the huge collection of all books Yeti-Sasquatch-Bigfoot related displayed in the front window. The store is in an old house, so you get to wander through maze-like rooms to see them all. The books, while well categorized, are stacked on bookcases and the floor all the way to the ceiling. The majority of them are dusty.
More often than not while you wander through the stacks, you are treated to overhearing phone conversations by the owner who I believe is named Steve. He'll either be talking about the latest Bigfoot sighting he's heard about, the latest hoax, a retelling of stories he's heard from locals and tourists alike or just his general philosophy about Bigfoot Love. This, of course, is my favorite part.
Yesterday I was searching for an old dictionary to make jewelry out of and a Caribbean cookbook. I found both. I took them up to the counter. The cookbook was five dollars, but since the dictionary wasn't priced, Steve started flipping through it to determine if it would be three dollars or four. As he ran his fingers across the edges of the pages, the dictionary suddenly opened up to reveal a large pressed marijuana leaf. He looked up at me with a mixture of amusement and trepidation.
"You'd be surprised at how many of these I find."
I laughed. "No, I really wouldn't. I was born here."
He smiled and closed the book.
"That'll be nine dollars. I won't even charge you extra for the Humboldt County bookmark."
Later at home I opened it up again and noticed that the bookmark had been very appropriately placed - on the same page with the entry for 'potato chip.'
It was a lovely day; warm, sunny with clouds that would pass over and block the sun for a bit just as I was getting so hot I thought I might have to jump in the river. After falling asleep on Kimtu Beach for a few hours I woke up covered in a sticky layer of sand with dark clouds rolling in from the hills. I looked around me and the beach was deserted. Time to head to my other favorite place in the Crick - Bigfoot Books.
Bigfoot Books is wonderful, not only for the huge collection of all books Yeti-Sasquatch-Bigfoot related displayed in the front window. The store is in an old house, so you get to wander through maze-like rooms to see them all. The books, while well categorized, are stacked on bookcases and the floor all the way to the ceiling. The majority of them are dusty.
More often than not while you wander through the stacks, you are treated to overhearing phone conversations by the owner who I believe is named Steve. He'll either be talking about the latest Bigfoot sighting he's heard about, the latest hoax, a retelling of stories he's heard from locals and tourists alike or just his general philosophy about Bigfoot Love. This, of course, is my favorite part.
Yesterday I was searching for an old dictionary to make jewelry out of and a Caribbean cookbook. I found both. I took them up to the counter. The cookbook was five dollars, but since the dictionary wasn't priced, Steve started flipping through it to determine if it would be three dollars or four. As he ran his fingers across the edges of the pages, the dictionary suddenly opened up to reveal a large pressed marijuana leaf. He looked up at me with a mixture of amusement and trepidation.
"You'd be surprised at how many of these I find."
I laughed. "No, I really wouldn't. I was born here."
He smiled and closed the book.
"That'll be nine dollars. I won't even charge you extra for the Humboldt County bookmark."
Later at home I opened it up again and noticed that the bookmark had been very appropriately placed - on the same page with the entry for 'potato chip.'
Friday, June 5, 2009
Scenes from the June 5 Rally
Here are some photos from today's rally at the courthouse in Eureka to protest the latest appalling and unconscionable cuts proposed by Schwarzenegger to people with disabilities, the elderly, low income families and many other members of our community. The rally was well attended, and based on the number of honks, waves and yells, was also well supported. It was organized by Tri-County Independent Living.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
For Kristabel: Guest post from New York
OK, so probably not my best work here, but really, what do you expect on my quick break for lunch? Thinking of you.
Goodbye Bladder of Gall
Sung to the tune of Elton John's Goodbye Norma Jean
Goodbye Bladder of Gall
Though I never really knew you at all
You had the task of concentrating bile
When organs around you would call
The stomach, pancreas and liver
All whispered, "Yo, get to work."
But you just sat there smiling
For a non-vital organ, I guess that's a perk
And it seemed to me, you lived your life
Like a lazy dog in the sun
Never wanting to leave the porch
Not even if there was fun
And I'm pretty glad that you're gone now
And left like you did
The surgeon tore you from my guts
Before I ever could
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Just a little blog pause
Chocolate Covered Xanax will be in a holding pattern for a bit while I get a badly behaved part ripped out of my body.
Don't worry, I'll be back in a couple of weeks with exciting tales of the cleanliness, caring and culinary delights of St. Joseph Hospital.
I suppose I should wait until after the surgery to be so sarcastic.
In the meantime, Heraldo, Carson Park Ranger and Carol have all assured me that to honor my absence they will be posting their most outrageous Saturday night fantasies.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Big Giant Plant Sale
The weather is supposed to be sunny and lovely this weekend. What a perfect time to walk around a gorgeous yard drinking lemonade (or limoncello in a flask. Mmmmm), buy some plants and maybe even take them home and put them in the ground.
Charlie's Blossoms annual plant sale starts tomorrow. The plants are beautiful and healthy, and there's a huge variety: perennials, annuals, flowers, herbs, veggies. Plus the prices are super reasonable, and if you buy one or more tomatoes, you get one free.
Charlie's Blossoms Annual Plant Sale
Friday, Saturday and Sunday, May 15, 16 and 17
from 9 to 4
4180 Loop Road, Fortuna
Here's a map.
Check it out, and tell them Kristabel sent you.
I got my stash already. Don't they look amazing?
They're all ready to go in the brand new raised beds that Big Hands built for me. Although Zinnia, the sweet thing who adopted me several weeks ago, seems to have other ideas.
P.S. This is my mom's place, so be nice. And pick up after yourself. And please don't mention anything about Saturday night.
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