Vacation time brother!

ok, countdown to Thailand! Have I mentioned before that I love airports? Those hello kitty gates, the luggage, the noise the people and the bathrooms. The Narita airport has octopus burgers at McDonalds and toilets with a dozen buttons on them. Even the airport in Georgia has self wrapping toilets and the largest spiders I've ever seen crawling around the floor. 


I can't say I remember much about the last time I was in Thailand about the Phuket airport. I'll pay closer attention this time. I do remember a wide assortment of prostitution books and lady boy stories at the book store. 
I'll be on the lookout for ladyboys and cool toilets. 


And then it will be the beach. And it will be as perfect as I imagine it. It'll be just like this...

despite the weather supposed to be like this

whatever, I'll still be doing this...

happy chinese new year me!

IMDb - John Carter (2012)

Oh awesome, although he's not really how I imagined the prince of mars looking this is totally the perfect time to make this series into a movie.

Maybe I'll try my hand at drawing the hairy anteater vacuum ape things.

IMDb - John Carter (2012):

'via Blog this'

'Twas the Night

Hooray, lets write a story Lilly!



'Twas the night before the first day of school. She was sitting there dreading the thought of going back to school to a brand new Winter quarter. It was the first time she wasn't excited about going back to a new start, maybe because she felt like she was already used to the change before it had even started. There's an open textbook laid flat upon her bed but she hasn't touched it since then. She's got bigger and better things on her plate, like a delicious sauerkraut. She's not hungry to learn but she's hungry for food. We don't know why but she's been constantly eating even though she set a New Year's resolution to diet and exercise better.

Other than her ravenous diet, she continues to sit in front of her computer talking to various friends and colleagues alike about their new schedule. So far, everyone else's schedule conflicts with hers. She doesn't care though, she plans ahead on the first day and expects to go straight home after her last class to take a good long nap. School seems to be a roadblock for her. What else does she plan on doing at this time? Does she have hidden ambitions like crossed-fingers behind her back?


'Twas still the same night. Winter quarter at the international school of poaching just didn't have the flash and bang it did the first few years. Textbooks on the best way to stalk and hunt exotic animals are all fine and good but nothing beats the thrill of target practice. Taking that extra class on making your own sausage from the leftover animal parts that collectors didn't buy was paying off. Sauerkrat just isn't the same without some meat. Oh, that's probably it! That field exercise over in South America, they warned us about eating what we caught. A tapeworm was a likely source of all this agitation and feeling hungry.Or maybe its just the empty hole where fellow student and close friend, Geoff used to be. Friends come and go in this business. That's what the school was started for, keeping people and traditions alive.
Do you know how many poisons can be made from a puffer fish? Do you know the ritual hunting dance of the only people in the world who know where to find the elusive Malabar Large Spotted Civet? Well, if you're about to graduate from this school you sure would.
Although, classrooms and books make for poor substitutes, why study when you can go and experience the adrenaline, the fear, the pleasure of the hunt. Once you've shot everything worth anything though...what's next? What's the point?

putty time

Every year I get silly putty for Christmas but instead of having an enormous mound of the stuff I seem to magically run out of it by December. Imagine that. 


Inspired by Christmas, a blog post, and cocktails here's the story of how silly putty all got started.


 GE scientist James Wright in an effort to invent a synthetic rubber came up with something pretty amazing. A non-Newtonian fluid that could bounce. Pretty soon he realized this was not the answer to rubber nor could anyone find a use for his pretty much useless invention. 

Fast forward to best cocktail party ever (excluding the bloggess dinner party which might in some alternate universe has already happened) 


Ad exec and amateur magician (not really) Peter Hodgson decides to run with it... and convinces toy shop owner Ruth Fallgatter to sell what will be known henceforth as the thing going to become Silly Putty. 

Following his gut Mr. Hodgson takes the logical next step, he buys more of the original and then makes millions of copies for his friends to buy on the cheap. 

In this case he hires chemists to derive the formula James Wright stumbled on, gets into manufacturing and distributing through his own company and starts peddling that putty!

Kids love, adults love it until kids get it on the carpet/ the dog eats it/their favorite section in the newspaper has been puttied so many times it's illegible.




and it looks like gum, and its a pain in the butt to get out of the carpet.

Kindle Fire - exactly what I think i want

Kindle Fire - Full Color 7" Multi-Touch Display with Wi-Fi - More than a Tablet:

I'm trying to justify why this would make an awesome holiday gift from myself to myself. But when would I ever use it?

A: all the time just for the hell of it, to show people that it's not an ipad

Sure, but what would I do with it? I mean I already have an mp3 player, a normal Kindle, and a tv.

A: download free graphic novels, watch old Southpark episodes

Ok but it doesn't have 3g so it's not like I can check email or play a game, so is it really worth it?

A: well, people have ipad's don't they? I mean aren't those just as pointless? And Amazon has streaming shows, netflix, hulu and that cloud thing where I can keep all my stuff.

Yes, but none of that works in Taiwan.

A: lame.

you wish you did it too

I guess at 2AM on 11/22 I had something on my mind that just couldn't wait so I wrote it down somewhere and found it today! hooray!


Sometimes I put on a show for the people I imagine have a telescope pointed at my window. Mostly it involves my leaving the shower naked to find a towel . But sometimes I'll treat the peeping toms to 'walking like an eygpytian' all over the place.
If  you have known me for years and you think I'm not the kind of person who does that sort of thing then I say to you, 'Hell no, I don't do that crap. Not in public, and certainly not for free. And I dare you to call me a liar!'


And when you do, then I'll say that you had better point your telescope at the heavenly bodies it was intended for.
PS Does it make it any weirder that it's my kitchen window? Because it probably should!

just a few moleskine thoughts, and i've been reading a lot

my photoshop isn't working so no pictures :(

but in other news:




in case you hadn't noticed i was like 20 books behind on my reading goal for the year. I haven't killed zombies, drank wine, watched House or even opened this blog because I was all up in my Kindle getting it done. I think I can make it, given that I have to read 20 more books before the end of Dec, and that I have a whole list of 100 page books I can choose from.
Congrats to me!

And for everyone else, here are some random smatterings from my little observations otherwise known as 'things that either pissed me off or were interesting enough that I took the time to write down while taking the mrt back home'


2/28- Fat lady smelled like ham and cheese<-- i was probably pretty happy about that one
       - people walked in front of an ambulance in front of the hospital, woman gave me a look for waiting<--the crosswalk in in front of the emergency room entrance, I wait until the ambulance pulls in before crossing and the person behind me has to walk around me, turn around, give me a look and just so happened to be in the middle of the road with an ambulance trying to get into the hospital. 


5/5/11- Don't try and open eyes while still wearing sleep mask, esp one with towel like lining<-- that must not have felt too good.


2/25- Confession: I don't like little kids singing

a little surprise today

nothing much had been happening lately. No dreams worth mentioning, no pedestrian fashion disasters to report, the students are just trying to get through lessons as painlessly as possible and survive their midterms. 

Although today was immensely more amusing than yesterday. Wednesdays can be painful and are the main source of my stress and parental complaints or they can be a hump day treat. 

Today the older class had little situations to act out pertinent to the unit and came up with some good stuff. From dragging another classmate to donate blood to a heart wrenching display of helping the elderly. The girl playing the old woman found a way to die after listening to the story that was read to her. 

So that was in the afternoon, in the evening were the smaller, younger class. These 2nd graders aren't too bad, there's only a few lost causes. Most of them are quiet smart. There are two kids who still piss themselves occasionally but it hasn't happened in awhile. I thought we were past it. 

Well, while the kids were standing around the back of the classroom waiting for my co teacher to check some of their work when I notice the students in the back are pointing to something on the floor. 

Mr. Pee pants is standing in the center of the general pointing and being confused circle so I walk to the back of the classroom and see what's up. 

And there on the floor are three little poo piles. A few crumbs and a nice glob are in front of the co teachers desk. The girls standing next to the culprit ask what is that. I swear I didn't know at first. Because this would be the first time I've sighted crap on the floor of classroom that wasn't swarming with kindergarten kids still getting the hang of potty training. 

So he just stands there while I send the rest of the class out and give them some candy so hopefully they'll have forgotten about it before they go home and tell their parents. 

A few other chinese staff members come up and help clean up. You'd think a school would have proper poop picking up equipment, not paper towels, a plastic bag and a spray bottle of alcohol.

The only dude co teacher who works at the branch tried to get Mr. Hankey as I shall now call him to admit it but that kid still just stood there in the middle of his own mess and didn't say anything. Didn't even cry or help clean up or say anything. 

The bell rang and the kids were back in their seats after the break and my co teacher informed me that she had actually seen Mr. Hankey drop a few, I had to run outside the classroom and ended up with a stitch in my side from laughing so hard. 

We decided to pretend the whole thing didn't happen and not tell the kids to not make fun of anyone who just happened to make a deposit on the floor. Although for the rest of the class I was reluctant to touch anything that came from the vicinity of Mr. Hankey's chair.

And then of course on the way out he left a few more drops in the hallway. This was totally better than yesterday when nothing really happened.

my dreams

so i had this dream...
somehow my sister's room had been infiltrated by three octopi and some other fish like shrimpy things. The trick was to catch them in some kind of vase before stepping on them and crushing them, because squashed squid on your shoe is just about the worst thing that could ever happen.

That and somehow our family dog had been resurrected and instead of lethally hunting down the offending sea life I was more afraid of the little pug getting its face sucked off a la alien face hugger.

it was certainly odd. chasing a little red octopus around with a net used for goldfish while my sister wandered around trying to stop the dog from putting his little face into the corners while the green octopus hovered above him ready to pounce.

perhaps i'll draw a picture.

Or perhaps i'll let it congeal in the back of my mind and give up any attempts to render whatever is going on in my head into the real photoshopped world.

lucky for me someone at http://iruntheinternet.com/0657 did it for me...
   +      =  my saturday night