The California Log.
Day VI.

Today I learned that Snoop Dogg's real name is Cordozar Calvin Broadus, which is the craziest name I've ever heard. He is also the skinniest being ever. Skinnier than Keith. I bet if Keith did drugs he'd look just like a white Snoop. And we could all call him Cordozar.

Today I experienced exotic ice cream. Avacado and Coconut. It didnt taste like Avacado. Or Coconut. But it was really good. I did alot of thinking in that ice cream shop.

The nephew hasn't come yet. What a psychopath. We are going to call him Darcy if he's dark and swarthy. And I will call him Darcy even if he's not.

Today Emily Guy and I went to the park, and this guy was there with his ugly Pug dog. and Guy wanted to see it. I think that guy was gay. He loved his little dog way too much and he had a high weird voice.
But, I reasoned, just because I am in California doesn't mean that every girly guy is gay. The fact that he was there at a park with a little ugly dog might mean he was strolling for girls. But this one strolled away.
I also thought, just because a guy is nice and not gruff and has a little ugly dog and loves his ugly dog ALOT, why do i automatically think he's gay. I do not know.

On another note. Jack White is thinking about coming out with a solo album and he might play all the instruments himself. This man, is amazing.

Emily owns alot of couch pillows. And she just threw away three. There is a sock on the floor.
And dinner is ready.

California Day IV.

At least I think this is day 4. I still only have one nephew. But I have also eaten cinnomon rolls today. Cinnoman. Still a word I can't spell without using spell check. And also excersize. I think its supposed to be spelled exersize. Nope.

Guy is crazy.
Calvin is a lazy bum. Jake just wants to make sure that Em doesn't have the kid on Super Bowl Sunday. We are thinking that Calvin will be a heavy baby. Emily was 7 lb and some. Guy was 7 lb and some. Jake was 9 lb and some, and since Calvin is taking so long I think he's gaining weight.

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That is a special message to you from Guy. He has also made sure my screen got dirtier than it already was.

This is also my second day that I've gone to the gym. I hope i keep it up. I wanted to start in Idaho but never got around to the stupid membership. Or money. Or time, with school and all. So now here it's free. I better take advantage of that.

I got a phone call from Jill and Rachel this week, and an email from Robin, and facebook's from various. I'm so happyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

I think i'll take my camera out of its hiding place and post some pictures one of these days.

We had potato soup yesterday. And i liked it. There, I like something that is potatos. And I like french friends. I also had those.

Guy would like you to know that he has two oranges in his juice, or something like that.

well guys i'm off to california tomorrow morning. to do dishes. to clean the house. to take care of my nephew (soon to be plural), and probably a bit of taking care of my sister, and of course to have alot of fun and hang out with my sister and brother in law. to go to the gym. and maybe a little bit of xbox when no one is watching.

it will be good. it will be warm.

who if not we.

i dont wanna leave that to be my recentest post because all this "here's to" stuff is kinda final sounding and it makes me sad. i've had a lot of goodbyes lately and I really didnt want to add to them.
In fact I'm not even going to talk about today or whatever.

Instead. I am going to write my bucket list.

1)Go to Holland.
2)Tour Europe. Including but not limited to Ireland Scotland Italy.
3)Skydive.
4)A long roadtrip with Friends. With lots of stops.
5)I want to blow smoke rings.
6)Play good acoustic guitar.
7)I wanna surf again.
8)go very fast in a car. very fast.
9)have my name and someone else's carved in a tree. you know, classic like.
10)Finish my quilt.
11)Own a gold fish with big eyes, like Rach/Jen's.

Well thats the first bucket list I've ever written in my whole entire life. I suppose it needs more work. Well it was off the top of my head anyway.
I also would like to find my old seatbelt guitar strap. It's been lost.
And right now, I wanna sleep.

Here's a toast to all those who hear me all too well
Here's to the nights we felt alive
Here's to the tears (i) knew (i'd) cry
Here's to goodbye--tomorrow's gonna come too soon
I want to stay, not to go.
Can't I stay an hour or two or more?
(eve 6, "here's to tonight")

Here's to my kids who went through with me. high five Trotter--here's to smoke, flames and friends and laughter.
here's to the adventures.
here's to the cars slipping down hills and across snow.
here's to jen, rachel, b-pain, trotstar, knight, noland, antkowiak, simon, halverdamn, libby, halverson, jessie, mitch and james.
here's to the kids that made idaho... idaho.

cuz there is no tomorrow, just some picture perfect day to last a whole lifetime
and it never ends cuz all we have to do is hit rewind
so lets just stay in the moment, smoke some (weed), drink some wine,
reminisce, talk some shit forever young is in your mind
leave a mark that can never erase me neither space nor time
so when the director yells cut, I’ll be fine, I’m forever young…

Fear not when, fear not why, fear not much while were alive,
life is for living not living up tight,
see ya somewhere up in the sky.
(jay-z, "young forever")

yeah, we live on. we be jammin.
here's to mitch. here's to anthony.
here's to alec and staab.
here's to robin.
here's to jen & rach.
here's to knit muffin and trottstar.
you guys made this last week all i could wish for.

there is no way i can say goodbye.
don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.
dr. seuss.

added to my list of happiness.

the white stripes. oh yeah.

how about i update you on all my obsessions.

i will. only it's only really going to make me happy. haha. maybe i'll post something more interesting later. meebee.

as i'm watching a street car named desire...
vivian leigh who acts blanch dubois. she talks in this airy voice and talks all the time. fast, and unstopping. constantly. and she laughs and brushes everything serious off her shoulder and laughs it off.
somehow, i think we're supposed to be sorry for her.
but i just want to rip her head off.
i'm only watching it because marlon brando is in it.

i dont think i've ever appreciated silence so much as i do now that i can't hear her voice anymore.

not that you guys care hah well its late and i cant sleep so i guess thats what. and now! you have the thought update!

10 things i'm obsessed with right now

1) rugby.
i'm looking up teams and scores and history and all that and i'm dying to watch a game but dont know where to look. meh.

2) marlon brando.
watching A Street Car Named Desire right now actually. i am adding him to my favourites now. speaking of-- vivian leigh annoys me so much more in this movie than she did in gone with the wind. mm anyway, marlon brando mm.

3) jim morrison
yes please.

4) pete townshend
yes please. i've been listening to alot of the doors and the who and they are also added to my list of favourites. love it.

5) james dean
well when is he not on my obsession.

6) steve mcqueen
i forgot how awesome he is.

7) teapots
i got a new teapot today from Rachel & Jen. it is white. it is an elephant! it is just what i wanted. today i used the teapot katy got me...where you put this flower bud in it and it'll bloom. cool concept. so i tried it out and it unfolded in the teapot and got huge and it scared me. it looked like a spider. or something. but it tasted very light. like... you were tasting a scent. thats the only way i've been able to describe it. but it is still super cool.

There are some things that inevitably refresh me:
cutting my nails
turning in a paper.

Yes, the paper is written. I even did it despite work. No Chinese will keep me from Greece.

Water is another refreshing thing lately. Mostly because I never drink water because water is for fishes (the wisdom that has been repeated for me from my grandparents as long as I can remember. Dont drink water, drink wine. Or Orange Juice, if you must.). But fishes seem to have a good life. I want a good life.
Ergo.

My crummy little guitar sits in the corner beside me. For as crummy as it is, it's growing on me. It's dusty. Don't take it personal, please. The other crummy guitar sits on the other corner, only it's dusty because I did use it and I has a broken string and I can't get the tab thing out to change them.
yes, I am weak.

You know what I hate? I hate that my world gets shattered really easily. Last year I found out that a Barracuda was infact a FISH and not a snake. All this time of hearing Heart's song and I totally thought that it was a snake. No one understands how I think it was a snake because they've always known it was a fish. But if they hadn't known what it was, and I said, "Barracuda" I bet they'd think of a snake. And I hate that "spelt" isn't a word. And there's so many others. And that's why people dont think I should talk or spell at all, because no matter the language, it never works for me.
But darn it, I know WWII code pretty darn well.

I came up with an analogy the other day. See my life is pretty booked. I'm not as able to be spontaneous as I'm used to being. It's hard, having to alter part of my personality. Thus, NSA is trying to change my personality, my way of life. NSA is doing to me what the US did to the Indians-- giving me beads in exchange for my tepee and tomohawk, it's making me a school boy instead of a warrior.
even though i am a squaw.
squaw no get firewood, SQUAW GO HOME.
And how fitting is it that I go home on Thanksgiving? Thanksgiving is a time when we be generous to Indians, or whoever inhabited our land before us. I'm pretty sure they were Russian, but no Russian ever taught my family how to plant corn.
Ergo.

As Pocahontus says, Wingape.

And yes, she spelt it just like that.