There appeared to be much curiosity and enthusiasm regarding Airzooka.
Allow me explain.
In the Pacific Science Center there is a store where you can buy all manner of stuff, ranging from vaguely science-y all the way to actually science-y.
There, in the shaft of light streaming from the heavens, Airzooka™ revealed itself to me. I didn't then know how, or when, but I knew that one day it would be mine,
oh yes, it would be mine.
My children attempted to obtain for me a mini-airzooka, but alas, it was not to be. They had been discontinued so a full sized Airzooka was my clearly my destiny.
ThinkGeek , with their delicious, bizarre, irresistable merch would once again supply just what I needed.
So there you have it, children,
the story of Logo™ and her Airzooka™;
and they lived happily ever after.
"Outside of a dog, a book is probably man’s best friend, and inside of a dog, it’s too dark to read." Groucho Marx
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
opinion poll
Monday, February 08, 2010
Get your motor runnin'
I took my mommymobile to Spokane, not my motorcycle. In light of the barely abover freezing temperatures across the pass and over much of eastern WA, it seemed the wiser choice.
Not to mention two Things and all our things would never fit.
We made good time on the road both ways and the kids are finally old enough I don't have to stop for potty and sprint breaks every hour or two.
We had a great visit with the fam and the return trip was painless til we hit our hometown and had a HUGE traffic jam to wait out. I decided to just stop for dinner, forget waiting for an hour in traffic. I had already been sitting there for 5 hours.
Anyway, what I WANTED to share is this, the halfway point to Spokane is Vantage, WA, which is where the interstate crosses the Columbia River, and it is usually gorgeous, but always impressive.
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Yah yah, so I am a child of the 80s, whatever,
I unabashedly LOVE this song.
Love, love, love...
Not to mention two Things and all our things would never fit.
We made good time on the road both ways and the kids are finally old enough I don't have to stop for potty and sprint breaks every hour or two.
We had a great visit with the fam and the return trip was painless til we hit our hometown and had a HUGE traffic jam to wait out. I decided to just stop for dinner, forget waiting for an hour in traffic. I had already been sitting there for 5 hours.
Anyway, what I WANTED to share is this, the halfway point to Spokane is Vantage, WA, which is where the interstate crosses the Columbia River, and it is usually gorgeous, but always impressive.
Radio is NOT happening on this stretch of road and as the gods of the random tracks would have it, while we crossed this bridge, both Friday and Monday, the song playing was In Your Eyes by Peter Gabriel. It is a concert version of it, and I love it.
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
the heat I see in your eyes
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Yah yah, so I am a child of the 80s, whatever,
I unabashedly LOVE this song.
Love, love, love...
East of West
I just love the EES.
I'm a big fan of the rest of my family too, but she made some kickbutt snacks for the superbowl yesterday and today she is making a FAB cake from scratch for my daddy's birthday.
Also, she loves shopping at bookstores as much as me.
We are headed home this afternoon. Here's hoping the pass isn't snowy!
I'm a big fan of the rest of my family too, but she made some kickbutt snacks for the superbowl yesterday and today she is making a FAB cake from scratch for my daddy's birthday.
Also, she loves shopping at bookstores as much as me.
We are headed home this afternoon. Here's hoping the pass isn't snowy!
Friday, February 05, 2010
A Cheery Little Poem I Wrote
My mood today veers wildly between sunny and bright and...
not so much.
I saw this in an old notebook and thought, "Golly, that was a terribly upbeat piece, wasn't it?"
So here, in the spirit of accepting all manner of poetry (including the very amateur), take THIS!
On and on the voices drone
The echoes lunging
Tearing, ripping,
Repeated over and over
Yet the words are indistinct
Day after fay the sounds echo
The words are always the same
I used to know the meaning
But now the harder I try
The less it comes to me
The farther I wander
The louder it gets
It builds til it seems to scream
The echoes lunging
Tearing, ripping
Til my strength lies there
tattered, in shreds.
Today I think I shall drive to eastern WA to visit my dad at my sister's house since it's almost his birthday. After all, 6 hours of driving sounds like so much FUN, doesn't it??
not so much.
I saw this in an old notebook and thought, "Golly, that was a terribly upbeat piece, wasn't it?"
So here, in the spirit of accepting all manner of poetry (including the very amateur), take THIS!
On and on the voices drone
The echoes lunging
Tearing, ripping,
Repeated over and over
Yet the words are indistinct
Day after fay the sounds echo
The words are always the same
I used to know the meaning
But now the harder I try
The less it comes to me
The farther I wander
The louder it gets
It builds til it seems to scream
The echoes lunging
Tearing, ripping
Til my strength lies there
tattered, in shreds.
Today I think I shall drive to eastern WA to visit my dad at my sister's house since it's almost his birthday. After all, 6 hours of driving sounds like so much FUN, doesn't it??
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