Tuesday, July 31, 2007

An award and a tag...You like me, you really like me!

I have been given a creative blogger award by Dorky Dad.

He said...

"I've lost track of who has received plaudits from me, and I'm sure I've probably sent some love her way, because Logo is SUPERB. Hilarious. She gets this one almost purely on the back -- literally -- of her post about "her latest trip this summer." But then I like slapstick."

WELL! When a blogger who is consistently funny, sweet, self-depreciating (in that humble, lovable way, not the low self esteem, someone-please-buy-this-man-some-drugs-or-self-help-books-immediately way), a lover of lobster panties and an adoring fan of his wife and son decides to call you creative and even give you an award, let me tell you, it feels good.

I only frequent the blogs of creative people so it almost seems redundant to name names, if I bother to visit, you can bet I think you are pretty creative (course, lately I haven't been visiting much at all, it's not you, it's me), but since I feel I ought to carry on the spirit of the award thing I will mention two blog pal who stood out recently.

First, my Limers, she had to have this award if not for the poetry, the unique take on HNT, the imaginative and brilliant writing in general and the bizarre sense of humor, well then because she lets kids paint with fish, ok, if that is not creative, I don't know what is.

Second, Ze Grunt, if you have no taste for the surreal he may not be your cup of tea but even so, you'd STILL have to admit he's creative. For example, "Zebras are stylish, with their striped coats and all. I wonder if the hyenas secretly feel insecure about this."
Also my main man there is battling cancer at the moment, all prayers and good thoughts should be directed care of "The Grunt."

Next, the aforementioned Grunt tagged me, it's a do over but really, I know you are all dying to know 8 MORE strange things about me, I did so well coming up with them last time.

The rulz:

"Each player lists 8 facts/habits about themselves. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning before those facts/habits are listed. At the end of the post, the player then tags 8 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog."

1. I almost never follow all the rules of a tag. No one ever really seems to notice though.

2. I am so left handed that I cannot mouse with my right hand. Mr. Logo is pretty ambidextrous so the mouse stays to the left in our house. Thing One is learning to use it over there as well (we did leave the controls to the right hand setting though, so we just hold the mouse weird). I'm also left eye, left ear, and left foot dominant, although I can switch hit in baseball.

3. I am temporally disabled, or displaced, or something. I never have any idea what time it is. I rarely know the date either. Despite that fact I insist that all my clocks be accurate to the second according to the atom clock at Boulder, CO. However, if the batteries get weak or a clock stops it may take me weeks to notice it.

4. I started getting migraines in my 30s. They are not frequent but incredibly intense. The closest thing I've ever had to a suicidal impulse can be traced directly wishing to end one of these migraines by any means necessary. Don't worry, I just rolled around and moaned instead.

5. On my way home from the sign language class I am taking I will often unconsciously practice my signs. When I am on the motorcycle I find this gets me startled glances. I've tried to stop doing that.

6. When I am avoiding my children I will often go into my bathroom, lie on the floor beside my tub and watch the clouds, birds, etc. through the skylight.

7. I have been known to use a lighter stick and set dust bunnies on fire. I don't do this around my children but it is interesting how the ignition varies based on the composition of the dust bunny. I only do it out of scientific interest...of course.

8. Saturday when I was out with Susie we couldn't find an internet cafe or any place to check our email so I asked some guy at Tully's if I could check my Yahoo account on his laptop. He let me and didn't even take me up on the offer to buy him coffee. I've decided relying on the kindness of strangers may not be my forte but at least it pays off occasionally.

Monday, July 30, 2007

Sunshine on my shoulder makes me happy

I'm still tired but I thought I would share some pictures from our sunset at the Space Needle.

Saturday we had facials at the Etherea Spa, mmmm, feelin' heavenly.

Thursday, July 26, 2007

There may be some things that I wouldn't miss

There are many things to love about Mr. Logo. His taste in music is not high on the list
(he wouldn't know where that title came from, for example. Bonus points are available for those who do).
There are many, many things though, really. However, I am not going to enumerate all his wonderful qualities here. I lack the space on this site, the www does not contain enough pixels to rhapsodize sufficiently on the subject and I'm also too tired to get into it.
Instead I am going to tell you this; he is rewarded for his awesomeness.
In the month of July he was encouraged to purchase himself a trailer for the 16 foot boat he bought 5 years ago. Then he managed to sell enough junk at a garage sale he was able to buy a trolling motor (I spent 5 minutes looking it up to make sure I did not mean trawling, I didn't).
Then last weekend he also bought a pickup truck. When he called to run the idea by me I found myself resigned to the idea. He's been back in the states over three years and somehow has survived without a truck but I always knew it was just a matter of time.
So this weekend while I am in Seattle with Susie he is going to rescue his boat from the bushes and start the long process of turning her into the vessel of his dreams.
Frankly, I'd much rather go play dowtown.

Who doesn't love a party? Especially a book release party

I wanted to mention that one of my fellow bloggers, a guy named Diesel, has announced the publication date for his first book. Antisocial Commentary: From the Secret Files of the Mattress Police is a collection of over 50 of Diesel’s funniest posts. Head over to his site, MattressPolice.com, and check it out. You can pre-order a signed copy, read a preview of the book, or just read some of his posts.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

My Gawpo came to see me!!

Every once in a while it happens that I meet someone who is as crazy as I am, if not more so.
When I find these people, especially if they are sweet, and smart, and fun to talk to, I am always so happy! When I found the Gawpo we hit it off right away.
We both blog of course, but we also chat in Yahoo Messenger and we are IN, thank you Verizon!
We've been plotting a visit for quite a while but between weather, schedules and such it only just happened yesterday. He fly over to see me from where he was vacationing in the San Juans.
Despite the fact it was technically a first meeting it felt like a visit from an old friend. After a big hug, a naming of the Things, and an enthusiastic greeting with Ariella we headed off to get some coffee.
He LOVES the coffee from our little local roaster and even bought a mug. After satisfying that craving he had to have an internet hit, of course!
Then while Thing One and a couple of his friends sat at the dining room table with me and had some creative writing instruction Thing Two played Space Invaders and Gawpo took a nap.

There may have been a small blog hijacking incident, but hey, what did you expect?
After thoroughly ravishing my huckleberry bush we went out for a bite to eat.
Then. sadly, it was time for our hero to fly off into the sunset, well, ok, it wasn't setting quite yet, but it was getting on for 6:30, so it was time for him to leave
(He is the little speck over the horizon there, it's a cell phone cam, gimme a break, ok, there's no zoom).

I can't WAIT till my Gawpo comes back again!

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Shirts and signs

I'm just not the type of gal who wears slogan shirts but if I was, here are a couple I still probably wouldn't wear in public even though I think they're kinda funny.

I'm cring on the inside, so my mascara doesn't run.

Last but not least here is a sign everyone needs to know.
Close your hand leaving your middle and pointer fingers up in the shape of a V.
Now whack yourself in the forehead with it as shown below.

Congratulations! You just told someone they are stupid. Now go forth and use this knowledge for quasi-good and not for evil.

Quasi-good = Substituting this gesture for actually obscenes ones when annoyed by poor driving technique.

Evil = Teaching this sign to small children or using it disrespectfully toward the Deaf.

Sunday, July 22, 2007


Family and friends have noted on occasion that I have a tendency to overthink things.
Mr. Logo has the ability to just shrug and say, "I guess that's just the way it is."
I want to know why, and how, and does it always happen that way? If not, what causes the alteration. Is the noted difference actually causational or just correlational?
We've been married almost 17 years and these days, especially if we are discussing things of a theoretical or spiritual nature, he tends to recognize the point at which it's unlikely that an unequivocal answer is going to be forthcoming and will look at me and say,
"FM, baby, it's just FM."
FM is something he learned in an electrical engineering class. When you are discussing the properties of the natural world there comes a point when there is no longer a why; it's just the way it is.
Why do neutrons do that?
They just do.
Mr. Logo's instructor then introduced the bottom line explanation to all these matters.
"It's fucking magic, ok!?"
So whenever we have reached the point in a conversation when he feels there is no more why that needs to be discussed he invokes the ultimate answer.
Sometimes, there is no more why,
it's just FM, baby.

Friday, July 20, 2007

55 Flash Fiction

Urgent fingers tug at zippers and buttons while tongues dance together in silence. Then I feel strong, gentle fingers smooth up my neck and thread through my hair. How can this much taut sexual tension and this languid sensual relaxation co-exist in the body and brain? Swallowing stifled moans, skin separated for too long intertwines.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

My latest trip this summer

Ok, well, maybe not a trip so much as a slide.
It turns out Thing Two shares my affection for citrus based scents. He was quite enjoy the fagrance of the new bottle of Pledge I purchased today.
If you can't guess what happened next, clearly you are missing at least two of the following:
1. An imagination,
2. Childhood memories,
3. Experience reading this blog,
4. Boy children.
The discovery of a certain slickness on the floor followed, much to their glee.
Now, I do not hold this against them. Despite not encouraging this realization, or actively instructing them in creative furniture polish uses I have to confess, I myself was known to do this same thing. A LOT.
In fact, my friend Tiffany and I discovered that thoroughly spraying your socks was the most effective method and least likely to result in all your clothes stinking and therefore getting in trouble. At about age 10 I actually ripped a ligament lose in my upper left arm engaging in some stellar sliding in this enormous assembly hall. It was huge and you could get some serious distance in there! But I digress...
The POINT is,
I don't like those children anymore.
No, really, I don't.
Don't try and talk me out of it either.
They are horrid little boys.
You want to know how horrid they really and truly are?
They LAUGH at the disabled, the wounded,
the not-quite-middle-aged-but-certainly-not-as-young-as-they-once-were who might sprawl in enormous suprise, perhaps even a touch of shock and mild discomfort of the backside and the pride in the middle of a kitchen floor!
Heartless BEASTS!
I'm actually quite fine and it's possible my theatrics were partially to blame for the extended hilarity but really, they should ask if I'm ok before they laugh their asses off!

Monday, July 16, 2007

Theme~ What I did on my summer vacation.

Well, not the whole thing but just this last weekend. I would sit here and type out several paragraphs but as it turns out Mr. Logo hit one of the best highlights in his newest post.
You can just read it there.
He is such a big, strong, handsome, secure man.

Friday, July 13, 2007


Breazy is running off to the beach for a week but before she left she ran through here and tagged me. Just as she said, I was kinda needing some blog fodder so I mind not in the least.
Thanks, Breazy!
There are rules one is to follow and such

First, here are the rules:
1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

And now, eight random things about me:

1. I think that first moment of insertion and contact when one is cleaning one's ears with a cotton swab feels exquisitely good. But after a few seconds...the thrill is gone.

2. I love manual transmissions, usually. One of the things I love about riding my motorcycle is shifting. When everything is working together just perfectly, if I want a smooth, easy transition between gears or whether I am twisting it and am looking for a seamless acceleration right to my top gears I love it when it feels like the machine and I have our act together. However, I hate dealing with a manual if I can't do it right, or the traffic is heavy enough that the clutch starts to screw with my knee (my left knee is the one with the
really impressive scar). There is just nothing worse than driving an unfamiliar car, or one with a strange clutch point (you know, where the transmission starts to grab) and you just keep overrevving the engine or chugging off starts. This is one reason I don't like driving Mr. Logo's little Ford Escort. I've sat in the driveway and rocked it a little before going anywhere but without fail at some point during the drive I nearly kill the stupid thing at a stop because it just doesn't start to grab where I think it should and I CANNOT be one of those drivers. Last time I drove the Escort it was to Seattle which has a few somewhat impressive hills with inconveniently placed stoplights. I managed not to embarrass myself thoroughly so I considered the driving a success.

3. I do not prefer temperatures above 90 degrees F, thank you very much. If I can just lie quietly and read in the shade with a nice breeze I can handle it but if I am forced to, oh, say attended a sign language class in an sweltering classroom so that I parboil in my own sweat, that tends to make me ever so slightly CRANKY!!

4. According to most Myers-Briggs Personality tests available online I'm either
ENTP or INTP. Occasionally I will get an S thrown in there but the TP seems to be consistent.
That means, um, introverted or extroverted, iNtuitive or Sensing, Thinking vs. Feeling and
Perceiving vs. Judging,
according to those in the know.

5. I think I need to get
this shirt for the Things.

6. And now, courtesy of my friend Susie, who I roped into helping me this morning I have...
logo: tell me things about me, Ive only got two so far
barefoot_india: um you spend too much time online
logo: well, duh!
logo: I have a blog
barefoot_india: you are too smart for your britches
logo: yah, like Im going to post that
barefoot_india: :p
logo: item number 6. I am sooooo smart
logo: no, really
logo: I am
barefoot_india: i am too smart for my britches
barefoot_india: says susie
logo: you have biased sources though. I told you I was smart and you believed me

7. I spend too much time online.

barefoot_india: omg, we are so warped
Logo: hey, its YOUR 55!
barefoot_india: yeah but
barefoot_india: you write about quarks
barefoot_india: and thats not normal
Logo: lol :p
barefoot_india: ok thats one thing for your blog post

Thanks for the help Susie!! By the way Susie has crafted a unique, creative and incredibly well written 55 word Flash Fiction, you should check it out.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

I am taking a class

in ASL (American Sign Language) with about a dozen other people.
I have managed thus far to be nothing less than charming.
But I kid you not, stupid people drive me crazy.
I have to work really hard not to wish ill upon them.
I try to be nice, after all, its probably not their fault they have the IQ of a rutabaga. I just don't understand why they can't be stupid QUIETLY! Is that too much to ask??

Monday, July 09, 2007

Good things come to those...

who say, forget waiting, get your ass up here NOW and visit me again!! Especially if they have a sweet and accomodating friend like I do :D

So my Susie Quoo is coming back to Seattle to see me again! Yay!!
Last time she was here I could only get her to the base of the Space Needle. This time she tells me she is going to be brave and make it to the top. Also on the hit list; the Seattle Library to take some photos in the red hallway, the new and improved Seattle Aquarium, the SAM and the Woodland Park Zoo. Well, she might not be able to squeeze all that in, but she is going to try.
Anyway, enough about how cool it is for her to use all her very hard earned money, that she has slaved away to earn, hours and hours over her sewing machine only to spend it all on a wild weekend with yours truly.
Instead we will now discuss how much I love her. True, I only drive an hour to meet her after she has endured San Fransisco traffic, airport security nightmares, crowded planes and public transportation to get here but that does NOT mean I don't sacrifice too!
I make the ultimate sacrifice a woman can make everytime she comes up here.
Because, frankly, she appears to have the hots for my sleeping companion.
Every single time, ok, she grabs him and molests him. Phil is MINE but this is how much I love Susie, I let her touch my body pillow.
And BOY, does she take advantage of that!

Thursday, July 05, 2007

I'll tell you what I want, what I really,really want...

Some time to be doing more of this!
I'm getting the DTs, man!
I am in serious withdrawal.
But it's not gonna happen.
Instead Mr. Logo is dragging my happy ass to the woods for a couple days,
Miss you guys, don't forget me, ok.
I'm the one with the blue chick who has red hair on her avatar.
I shall return!

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Sorry to do two Youtube type posts so close together but this is the theme song for the moment.
I'm going and doing and very busy and important and Kurt will tell you how we are feeling at the moment.

What else should I be
All apologies
What else could I say
Everyone is gay
What else could I write
I don't have the right
What else should I be
All apologiesIn the sun
In the sun I feel as one
In the sun
In the sun
I'm married
I wish I was like you
Easily amused
Find my nest of salt
Everything is my fault
I'll take all the blame
Aqua seafoam shame
Sunburn with freezeburn
Choking on the ashes of her enemy
In the sun In the sun I feel as one
In the sun In the sun
Married, Married, Married!
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
All in all is all we are

OK, now, Didn't Dave Grohl look YOUNG in that vid?
Here he is displaying his awesome talent and making me giggle.
This is from a couple years ago and a total hoot.

Monday, July 02, 2007

Monday, Monday, can't trust that day.

My mother in law is visiting for a week.
We are taking her to see some sights and for her very first camping trip.
She will be joining us at my family's get-together for the 4th of July.
It promises to be an interesting week.
I am being very judicious and neutral in what I am saying and how I am saying it.
Have you noticed?

OK, in other news, I was nominated as a Rockin' Girl Blogger.

Cathy nominated me while calling me incomparable, witty, and a biker. Hard to beat deal like that! Thanks, Cathy! Cathy has this button in a rainbow of colors, because that is just how rockin' she is. Some of my best gals have already been nominated but I have to let you in on a secret; the chicks over in my sidebar would not be there if I didn't think they were pretty awesome. I have some gals though whose blogs I really enjoyed and they are gone. So I'm going to do 5 posthumous awards, even though its only the blogs that died, not the gals.

I miss Cindra's fun, smart, sarcastic, sweet, irreverent appreciation for life, family and friends.

Annie of Yerdoingitwrong is MIA and I miss her too. The pictures of her precious baby boy, often posted with apologizes for posting neverending pics of her kid were just cute and I enjoyed stopping by her place.

Balou seems to also be missing. The designer of lobster panty cartoon and poster of David Hasselhoff videos, that sense of humor was a welcome addition to my blog world.

Damasta is one of the first bloggers I met, through 5th Circle of Cubicle Hell a long gone but still missed blog. I get the occasional email, and I know she is alive and well but I do miss getting some Quesadillas for Breakfast.

Last, but not by a long way least is Sar's Belle of the Brawl. She's living a real life that is jam packed full and I am very happy for my curly sis but I do miss popping over to her blog for a spirited conversation, a laugh, a contest or just to read some of the brilliant and amusing observations that came from the mind of a kindred spirit.

They rock, I miss 'em.

Oh, and do a gal a favor and leave a topic suggestion for my 55 word Flash Fiction on Friday, hm?