I have a hard time understanding the gravity of devastation unless it happens to me.
I feel like my upset feelings manifest themselves in everything other than what I should be upset at.
I feel awful about all the storms and flooding in the Louisiana area, it is not fair and scary to think about what those people must be going through. I am mildly relieved that it did not happen in New York. I also wonder if all the swamps, creatures and the alligators are all now mixing and roaming the seas together.
Sometimes I am afraid to get to excited because then I feel as if something bad will happen.
I am also afraid to feel emotions too deeply, so I won't get too attached and then hurt when something happens.
I wish that some people could not make it so hard to be friends with.
I can't understand why fathers don't understand the power that they have over the emotional state of their children, and the effect they have on one's idea of trust. Fathers should known that every wrong move they make just fucks up their children more.
Love is an action, not an assumption.
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Monday, August 29, 2005
Biking in New Paltz
First of all to who ever sent my mom that creepy message from the Relay operator, I'm on to you.
Anyway . . This past weekend was fun for Mom, Frank and Me.
Mom and Frank went upstate on a fun biking expedition. They got on Metro North and went to Poughkeepsie. From Poughkeepsie they biked about 12 miles to New Paltz. Mom realized that fresh air and no traffic really brings out the fact that she is a city biker and out of shape for mountains.
Frank was loving it, and had no problem with the hills.
They got to their hotel and hung around, and then biked a mile or so into town. They passed a bunch of hippies and professor types and this crazy bar filled with college girls in short skirts and meat heads.
The next morning they set out to bike to a Winery in Marlborough. It was about 20 miles away.
By the time that they got there they got drunk off one sip of wine. It was so much fun to see pretty mountains and taste and learn about wine.
For lunch they went down this big hill toward the tiny town of Marlborough and ate at "The raccoon Saloon". On the way there mom barked it bad at an intersection when she could not get her food out of the toe clip. It was soo funny, mom went smashing to the ground sideways in slow motion. All mom could do was laugh!
They biked 20 miles back to the hotel after a great lunch of burgers and sweet potato fries, and took a nap.
They woke up, and went back in to the town of New Paltz and ate some good Turkish type food, and a place where the waitress was stressed out by the 5 full tables and could not handle the task of serving.
Frank was hungrey and not in the mood for slow service!
It made mom realize the the fast pace and the stress of living and working in the city has made her tolerance for juggling Multiple tasks great!
After dinner they went back to the room to watch the rest of the "Law and Order SVU" Saturday night marathon and passed out from wine, biking and a lot of food!
On Sunday they had these great notions of biking the 60 miles back to Manhattan, but it was rainy and cold and would have sucked. Too bad they power ate the night before for the trek!
They ended up getting a mile or so on the road back to the train on Poughkeepsie, when Frank got a flat in his rear tire and could not get the bolt off cause it was stripped.
That is when Mary and Garth the Christian savior's on their way back from Church in a jeep pulled over to the side of the road and offered them a ride to the train.
Mom and Frank took their ride and kindness and happily went in the car got on the train headed back to the city, biked home to Brooklyn said hi to me and layed down on the coutch!
As for me, I went over to my dog walkers house for the weekend and played with his dogs!
What a fun weekend!
Anyway . . This past weekend was fun for Mom, Frank and Me.
Mom and Frank went upstate on a fun biking expedition. They got on Metro North and went to Poughkeepsie. From Poughkeepsie they biked about 12 miles to New Paltz. Mom realized that fresh air and no traffic really brings out the fact that she is a city biker and out of shape for mountains.
Frank was loving it, and had no problem with the hills.
They got to their hotel and hung around, and then biked a mile or so into town. They passed a bunch of hippies and professor types and this crazy bar filled with college girls in short skirts and meat heads.
The next morning they set out to bike to a Winery in Marlborough. It was about 20 miles away.
By the time that they got there they got drunk off one sip of wine. It was so much fun to see pretty mountains and taste and learn about wine.
For lunch they went down this big hill toward the tiny town of Marlborough and ate at "The raccoon Saloon". On the way there mom barked it bad at an intersection when she could not get her food out of the toe clip. It was soo funny, mom went smashing to the ground sideways in slow motion. All mom could do was laugh!
They biked 20 miles back to the hotel after a great lunch of burgers and sweet potato fries, and took a nap.
They woke up, and went back in to the town of New Paltz and ate some good Turkish type food, and a place where the waitress was stressed out by the 5 full tables and could not handle the task of serving.
Frank was hungrey and not in the mood for slow service!
It made mom realize the the fast pace and the stress of living and working in the city has made her tolerance for juggling Multiple tasks great!
After dinner they went back to the room to watch the rest of the "Law and Order SVU" Saturday night marathon and passed out from wine, biking and a lot of food!
On Sunday they had these great notions of biking the 60 miles back to Manhattan, but it was rainy and cold and would have sucked. Too bad they power ate the night before for the trek!
They ended up getting a mile or so on the road back to the train on Poughkeepsie, when Frank got a flat in his rear tire and could not get the bolt off cause it was stripped.
That is when Mary and Garth the Christian savior's on their way back from Church in a jeep pulled over to the side of the road and offered them a ride to the train.
Mom and Frank took their ride and kindness and happily went in the car got on the train headed back to the city, biked home to Brooklyn said hi to me and layed down on the coutch!
As for me, I went over to my dog walkers house for the weekend and played with his dogs!
What a fun weekend!
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Becky and Rick are soo cool
These are mom's sudo relatives. They can hold claim to a lot of her rearing.
Becky has shaped a lot of mom's memories growing up and her son's JR and Michael might as well be mom's brothers!
Becky and Rick have decided to go on this super cool road trip across America and here are some pic's that they took along the way!
They brought their dog Ashley who hates me along with them!
Mom is super jealous of their trip, because they get to be free to go and do what ever they want. Mom hopes that one day after she works really hard she will be able to spend time going on a long trip just like them!
Monday, August 22, 2005
WORK ON TA IS DONE
It is a very exciting time, for the past 4 months or so Mom has been helping Frank build an office space for transportation alternatives.
The project was not anticipated to take as long as it did, but that's what happens when there are too many tasks and just Frank to complete them.
It all started romantic and glamorous, they were making these desks for this new office space, there was a lot of sawing and dust, they were heavy and the days were long but it was fun.
Then the other pieces came, the industrial shelving that came in tiny pieces you had to screw and level togther. The homosote sheets that clogged up the air conditioner vent when they had to be cut in the conference room. The hours of cutting poly carbonate sheets, and the sawing of emt piping. Then the polyurinathaning that would not end, and thankfully the end to the circus paints that were going to be on the cabinet doors.
And then you can never forget the endless hours of leveling/screwing/bolting/sawing/drilling and painting.
Mom will miss it and it was fun, (when they were not in a hypoglycemic haze) from pushing themselves too hard to get all the work done fast.
Mom will miss (or maybe not)the sweat, the problem solving / the dust and lastly spending every gd weekend there for what felt like eternity!
I guess when you love someone, and you also like volunteering and helping, any task can get done. And as Paul said "you better do something special for your sweet thing!" Which Frank has and continues to do!
The project was not anticipated to take as long as it did, but that's what happens when there are too many tasks and just Frank to complete them.
It all started romantic and glamorous, they were making these desks for this new office space, there was a lot of sawing and dust, they were heavy and the days were long but it was fun.
Then the other pieces came, the industrial shelving that came in tiny pieces you had to screw and level togther. The homosote sheets that clogged up the air conditioner vent when they had to be cut in the conference room. The hours of cutting poly carbonate sheets, and the sawing of emt piping. Then the polyurinathaning that would not end, and thankfully the end to the circus paints that were going to be on the cabinet doors.
And then you can never forget the endless hours of leveling/screwing/bolting/sawing/drilling and painting.
Mom will miss it and it was fun, (when they were not in a hypoglycemic haze) from pushing themselves too hard to get all the work done fast.
Mom will miss (or maybe not)the sweat, the problem solving / the dust and lastly spending every gd weekend there for what felt like eternity!
I guess when you love someone, and you also like volunteering and helping, any task can get done. And as Paul said "you better do something special for your sweet thing!" Which Frank has and continues to do!
Friday, August 19, 2005
The world has gone mad
Ok so I thought that I heard of everything in the world of blogging. Nothing anymore surprised me, people blog about everything and anything.
I understand that the fact that I am a dog, and I am a blogger puts me in that rare and original category. Now a days you gotta be ahead of the times to out last the masses. You have to be shocking and wild and innovative and new with the blogging you do.
With all that said, today I am now totally shocked.
Fetus spears has a blog!
WHAT!!!!! NOW I'VE HEARD IT ALL!!
And to top it off, as heard on "Pink is the new blog"
Featus may be a boy.
And may be named Preston.
That's cute.
I understand that the fact that I am a dog, and I am a blogger puts me in that rare and original category. Now a days you gotta be ahead of the times to out last the masses. You have to be shocking and wild and innovative and new with the blogging you do.
With all that said, today I am now totally shocked.
Fetus spears has a blog!
WHAT!!!!! NOW I'VE HEARD IT ALL!!
And to top it off, as heard on "Pink is the new blog"
Featus may be a boy.
And may be named Preston.
That's cute.
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Birthday Pictures
Mr. Random Aka. Daniel Krieger took some wicked awesome photo's at Frank's party!
Check it.
If you want to see more!
Check it.
If you want to see more!
Monday, August 15, 2005
Birthday Kegger!
So the kegger was a success!
So many people came that the apartment was crowed with sweaty bodies. Everyone was so sweaty and drunk that all people could do was get more trashed. Josh and the Vagabender boys
came back and surprised Frank at the party! That was fun for me because Mark brought Sixto
along and we go to go to Frank's house during the party!
I was sad to leave the party but it was better than getting stepped on!
Frank estimated that there were about 40 people there give or take. At one point the whole party headed to the bar down the street, and I am sure scared the bartender with the rowdiness. Everything after that is a bit hazy to mom, and Frank can't remember anything after eating "the chicken".
The next day when I got brought home the apartment was all clean. Apparently mom woke right up and started cleaning the apartment. Mom even told me that when she woke up in the morning the layer of grime and mess was so thick on the floor that she was hesitant to walk on it. Gross.
When Frank and mom move into their own place in a month or so they are going to make sure that the apartment is big enough to have parties and dinners all the time!
Woo Hoo!
Maybe they will but me a sister to play with in their new place!:> I'm thinking a baby bichon named Skunkette.
So many people came that the apartment was crowed with sweaty bodies. Everyone was so sweaty and drunk that all people could do was get more trashed. Josh and the Vagabender boys
came back and surprised Frank at the party! That was fun for me because Mark brought Sixto
along and we go to go to Frank's house during the party!
I was sad to leave the party but it was better than getting stepped on!
Frank estimated that there were about 40 people there give or take. At one point the whole party headed to the bar down the street, and I am sure scared the bartender with the rowdiness. Everything after that is a bit hazy to mom, and Frank can't remember anything after eating "the chicken".
The next day when I got brought home the apartment was all clean. Apparently mom woke right up and started cleaning the apartment. Mom even told me that when she woke up in the morning the layer of grime and mess was so thick on the floor that she was hesitant to walk on it. Gross.
When Frank and mom move into their own place in a month or so they are going to make sure that the apartment is big enough to have parties and dinners all the time!
Woo Hoo!
Maybe they will but me a sister to play with in their new place!:> I'm thinking a baby bichon named Skunkette.
Friday, August 12, 2005
KEG PARTY
WE are having a Keg Party tonight!
Get your hands up!
WOO WHOO!
I get to drink tons and tons of beer! (Well maybe a few licks)
P.S. a keg equals
1 keg = 56.781177 liters
That's damn heavy!
Get your hands up!
WOO WHOO!
I get to drink tons and tons of beer! (Well maybe a few licks)
P.S. a keg equals
1 keg = 56.781177 liters
That's damn heavy!
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
I have been bad
Ok, I admit it I have been bad. Mom is gone at her new job all day, I have a dog walker who now walks me every day and I am mad.
I popped on the floor in protest. I have never done that in this apartment, and I gotta say it felt good!
Mom was pissed and threatened to dis invite me to Frank's birthday party which they are throwing in my apartment! I mean please lets be real, I am there more than anyone!
I have to admend my ways if I am going to be allowed to attend the party.
I popped on the floor in protest. I have never done that in this apartment, and I gotta say it felt good!
Mom was pissed and threatened to dis invite me to Frank's birthday party which they are throwing in my apartment! I mean please lets be real, I am there more than anyone!
I have to admend my ways if I am going to be allowed to attend the party.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
Frank is the best
Frank got mom a fixed gear bike for their one year anniversary! We love him! He bought mom an "Iro", which is such a cool bike.
He totally suprised mom and hid it outside behind a plank of wood. Frank designed how it would be and even had the handle bars wrapped in army print! Mom was totally take off gurad and suprised that when Frank showed it to her all she could do was shake, and make him unlock it for her.
I wish I could talk more about it but I am way too excited! Maybe I will write more later about mom's bike parking, jobs and fun!
Peace
He totally suprised mom and hid it outside behind a plank of wood. Frank designed how it would be and even had the handle bars wrapped in army print! Mom was totally take off gurad and suprised that when Frank showed it to her all she could do was shake, and make him unlock it for her.
I wish I could talk more about it but I am way too excited! Maybe I will write more later about mom's bike parking, jobs and fun!
Peace
sorry if i am rude
All I have to say is shove it to the woman who had a champagne toast on her birthday.
She tosted to "No more Drama".
Anyone who toasts to "no more drama" is a jack ass, who has more drama than she needs in her own life.
She tosted to "No more Drama".
Anyone who toasts to "no more drama" is a jack ass, who has more drama than she needs in her own life.
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