Balance.

Is that the drummer from Blink 182? Travis Barker is it? (I had to Google it.)
I forgot about them. I think a lot of people did.
Is that his posse?
Huh,
that is kind of an interesting looking bunch.
Looks he brought a hostess gift, one pizza.
The guy holding it has a look on his face like...
"It may only be one pizza but, it does smell like Fred Durst's tears"
And everyone launches into a joyous sensation!

Imploring to.

Go ahead it's a free world, there's no pandemic going on or anything to worry about.
Just wonder around barefoot. You can afford footwear but, why? Wearing protection on your feet is so ordinary.

From way left field.

It must be a real drag when you've been together since high school and only one of you makes any real progress or change. While you were at college, out experimenting with drugs, meeting cool people, hearing new ideas, and listening to some mind-blowing music. He was back home in Littleport, working his lawn care business, saving money for the house he's going to buy for the two of you down the block from where you grew up.



Speaking of break-ups, my friend Julie and I were brainstorming ideas on how to passive-aggressively break it off with someone.
Here are the three ideas we came up with.

-Singing telegram
-Large cookie cake with message in frosting
-A t-shirt that says "it's not you, it's me"
(them wearing the t-shirt is when it all really comes together)

CT's (or those shoes that all kids are wearing)

I attended a party years ago back in Rochester, MN. It was at a house outside of town where there were bands playing in the living room, it was some sort of punk/metal music show. Obviously someones parents were out of town because you had to take your shoes off at the door. I looked to the left of the door were there was a small mountain of Chuck Taylor shoes, all of them black, different sizes and different degrees of wear and tear. All I could think was "nobody is going home with their original pair of shoes tonight". Unless, at the end of the night they sit around in a circle with the shoes in the middle and play a long drunken game of Cinderella. Except me, luckily I have never owned a pair of Chuck's, as they call them. I had worn my favorite red Reebok's, no problems.

Here's the solution. These boot-like Chuck Taylor things. For those who still want to fit in but don't have time to hunt down your pair at a party.

A small dose of tickled pink.

How badly do you need this guy to show up to your house on a rainy day? He seems like someone who a half hour into it you'd be like "Wow, I guess playing Candyland is kinda fun".

I could have gone for the stereotype and said we'd sing
karaoke all day.

Bad News Bears.

There is nothing worse than taking a second out from a totally rad dance party to check the devastating voicemail your veterinarian left you about how they did everything they could to save Tweety, your parakeet.

Oldish.

My god, how useless is the Red Hat Society these days? It seems these days middle to older aged women have so much other shit going on? I always see them biking (recumbent bikes, of course), playing golf, getting menopause, running, walking, and swimming (Cocoon). They always have every accessory or gadget possible to assist with performing that sport/activity as well. They get more exercise in a day then I get in a week but, I’m young, my body is not doing old people things yet. The Red Hat Society is supposed to be this club based on friendship or a club you join to make women friends, sounds a little too fluffy for me. I used to think the Red Hat Society ladies looked like a bunch of crazies, which they still kind of do. Now I get it though, they’re the lazy drinking crowd. They are the olding me’s with no friends and awful outfits.

Chaperon.

"Thanks for coming out tonight Aunt Traci. That's awesome you wore your old favorite party outfit that used to be your "lucky guaranteed getting laid outfit" too!"

Distasteful.

Have you ever been in the presence of bad
photography/art being made?
It's like someone broke wind. Then when you see the final
product it's like someone broke wind in your eyes.

Alaska State Motto: North to the Future

These two look like they are fresh off the Alaska boat.
I love Northern Exposure. It combined a bunch of things that seem like so much fun except for the cold environment, a moose, and a radio show host that talks too much. Other than that we have a bush pilot, a new york talk'in doctor, some old ex-astronaut crazy with a bunch of money, Shelly who used to be a high school beauty queen and a bar called The Brick. Could you ask for anything better? If I had the day off and the option to hang out in a bar with these guys, I'd be there in a heart beat AND I'd bring the sandwiches.
When reading the Wikipedia article to make sure I had my facts right I ran into this little fun fact:
"The town of Cicely is sometimes said to be within Arrowhead County, although Alaska has no counties"
Way to go writers of Northern Exposure. Had they not invented research yet in the 90's?
That show was so good until it started getting weird.
Shut up Shelly.


Sarah Palin ruined Alaska for all of us, among other things.

Happy Boston Tea Party Day! (Taxes are due day)

Well raise my rent. Look at what the Puss'n Boots dragged in. Looks like Devendra Banhart and Prince had a child and played dress up with it for eight hours. Oh what fun they must have had. I wonder if he gets to write off eyeliner and hair grooming products for his taxes.

Eyebrow enthusiasts.

All caterpillars turn into butterflies someday.

I wonder if they planned this comedy tragedy theater mask situation.

The real intent of a Justice show.

This photo was taken from a group of photos from a Justice show. I went to see Justice once. It was my now brother-in-law's idea to go and he had gotten a hold of tickets before they sold out. I didn't really know how much I wanted to go see them, I was unsure at first but said "hey, why the hell not". It was a year ago or so and I was sick with a cold or something, what's new. So, the weird thing was is I got about 15 phone calls from a variety of friends and people I had not talked to in a long time that night and the day before. They all had called and explained that they had heard that I was ill and was wondering if I was going to utilize my ticket to Justice. Some offered money that was more than the value of the ticket some just tried to talk me out of going. For a moment I felt like an auctioneer. So, in spite I decided to go to the Justice show. I danced, got sauced and noticed that a lot people making out with random people. Even a week later a friend I had seen at the show reported to me that he had made out with about 5 different people through out the night. I had thought it was just the show I attended, I guess it happens everywhere. Is that why so many people had been so determined to acquire my ticket?
I bet the "missed connections" classifieds just blow up on Craigslist the day after a Justice show.

GIRL TIME!

Drink'in G & T's. Talk'in OMG's. Boys, booze and clothes, Just hanging out. Magazines, shopping, lip balm, shoes, hearts(especially to dot an i), salads, make-up, bows, bobby pins,
pills, make believe, not eating, small round mirrors, scarves, nail polish, diet coke, diarys, malls, unicorns, emotions, emoticons, lace, vodka, vodka red bulls, cocain.
That pretty much sums up us girls.
I love how this girl on the left is actually pointing to her empty ring finger and looking surprised that there is nothing there. Also the man photo bombing in the back is like "HELLLZZZ YEah Boyeee".
I'm never surprised by people.

On the Inside.

Looks like someone wants to talk about feelings.