Monday, September 29, 2008

The Exacto Eraser

My eraser is going on 10 this academic year.

After finishing my first assignment at my new school, I just wanted to take some time to reflect upon my eraser. I've never given it the respect it deserves.

I've had the red beaut for a long time (proof: my middle school catchphrase "How-do?" is written on its base). People think I'm gangsta because it looks like a knife. Its sliding mechanism provides endless enjoyment in sub-exciting classes. It makes mistakes disappear.

I haven't lost it all these years.

Monday, September 15, 2008

No Fried Oreos

, no oranges filled with red slushie, no fried twinkies, no chocolate-dipped bananas, no fried cheesecake on a stick, no orangeade, no sushi.

Instead of having much of the fair fare everyone is used to at these types of events, the Puyallup Fair had scone stands (with jam and clotted cream... the works) everywhere. We had to wait on a line way longer than a scone's throw to get our baker's dozen.

In addition to a (hilariously bad) dog show, they had a llama show in which llamas had to walk up stairs, step through a hoop, go backwards, maneuver cones, and scuttle past a fan that made a lot of noise.
A main attraction at this huge fair is Mutton Bustin': the hottest sport on wool. If you've never witnessed this (as I hadn't), it involves four-year-old kids, a huge sheep, and lots of holding on.
Giddy up.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Why I love the internet, and why I'm considering going to Fusion Ultra Lounge.



Posted on the Seattle LiveJournal Community today:

THUG PASSION
hard to believe its been 12 years since tupac was taken from us. po out a 40 and remember the man at fusion 2nite. b4 that, hump up the hill a half block and enjoy chilld jager shots on r porch. servin from sundown til the cops clamp down! sit in the comfy chair, or go buck wild on the boxspring in the yard! bring yer husky boobs! RESPECT







I've already considered going to Fusion Ultra Lounge because I'm interested in the "diverse music selection which includes sexy house." It's also a plus that the place is located at the end of my street, only 2 blocks north of my lovely apartment. Now I think they'll have to pay me to NOT go.

RIP TUPAC.

Seattle embraces its weird. Duh.

I know you're wondering if Elina, one of the crazy contestants on the new season of America's Next Top Model, is representative of Seattle's character (her hooks: animal liberation activist, bisexual, first challenge winner). Based on what I've seen so far, I'd have to say yes.

It all starts with the geography of the city. Seattle's downtown is small, I'd say it's about 20 blocks by 40 blocks. The rest of the city is pretty spread out, and has odd offspring colonies all over the place that are like large, conveniently located suburbs of the tiny downtown. Throw in a few lakes of various sizes, lots of hills, and you've got a big ol' hullabaloo called Seattle.

Photos can help illustrate the strange.

There're stores that house this:

A pickled freak pig with 8 legs, 3 eyes, 2 tails... etc. I don't think Elina would like it, but she'd agree it's weird as rare shit. It's at Ye Olde Curiosity Shoppe, a great place.

There's an underground level of part of the city:

It happens when the government decides to make ground level one story higher than it was to improve the sewage system.

One of the most famous pieces of art in the city:

It's a giant m.f. troll under a bridge.

And a zoo with this animal:

I'm not one to normally talk about penises...but check that out. The thing in front of the back leg is not a leg. A city with a tapir is a city with a huge penis to body size ratio.

Or, alternatively, you could say I'm having a good time.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Food Scoring Guide.

Part 1 - Scoring System

I’m giving some of these places scores because I’ve been watching a lot of “Iron Chef” lately, and it looks like fun. The scale is going to be from 6-10 because everything I chose for the list is obviously above average. To help you convert these scores, I’ll use a bangin’ scale analogy. On the scale, you might give a six to Maggie Gyllenhaal. She’s obviously above average—she’s a movie star for God’s sake—but you know, you just couldn’t get that into “Dark Knight” because you couldn’t believe that Christian Bale and that other dude would fight over her (wink, wink, Kate). On the other hand, a ten would be a “Beautiful Liar” combo: hips, booty, and singing. Can’t get much better than that.

Please add to my guide, comment on it, yell at me because I’m wrong.