If I Was A Cat...

If I was a cat, then this would be me today.

(Narcoleptic kitten....zzzzzzzzzz......)

Cataplexy sucks.

Scooter Not For Sale

The is a person in town who really wants to buy my Geely. I keep telling him it's not for sale because I like it too much.

Then he asked me how much I would want for it. I said $15,000. Why? Then I can get a really cool scooter with all the bells and whistles. The guy didn't think this was a good deal...don't know why.

I guess he really doesn't get it's not for sale.

Up My Nose...

My adventures picking blueberries get more and more interesting--or something like it--as the summer passes. Between seeing a hotel being build, having loud machinery whir by often, nervous breakdowns, jumping into blueberry trees, and off-roading in a big old van I've discovered that dirt likes to hide in a lot of places.

Yesterday I found a lot of dirt in my pockets and ears. Today I found blueberries in my pocket (not smooshed, though) and dirt in my nose. Seriously, how does that happen? I guess the field is so dusty that it has no where else to go. The funny thing is that I get a lot of dirt in my mouth, too, as if I had been eating it for lunch. I think that has to do with weaving my way between branches and eating dusty berries.

There is a person who picks on my crew and he loves cartoons. He like to talk about every episode he's seen of "The Simpsons", "South Park", and "Family Guy". Fortunately, I watch all of these religiously (well... not that much) so I know what he is talking about. The funniest things are the random questions people come up with: So, picking blueberries is kind of like milking a goat? (My answer: Uh...I can't say that I know anything about that.) What would we do if the van didn't start? (We'd walk to the field...not!) If the earth broke up into a bunch of different pieces, but still stayed in the gravitational field we are in, do you think humans would be able to survive? (I don't think many would because the inside of the earth is filled with hot magma that would probably kill us if the earthquakes didn't.) Wouldn't it be cool if I had a machine that would make things bigger? Then I could make a giant grape and end world hunger. Then I would shrink the grape down again after it started to rot. (I guess a lot of people do like grapes.)

These kinds of weird things are what keep me going through the season. Who else gets to do this? Plus, these memories are the ones I keep with me throughout the year and help me get motivated for the next season of picking.

Boogie Panda

I couldn't resist. This picture is too funny looking.

New Puppy

My parents and sister got a new puppy, a mini dobermann pinscher. Her name is TBA, but that doesn't stop her from being super cute. Here are some pics.















The tiles on the floor are about 12"x12". She already came semi-potty trained.













Posing with my sister.















Puppy tocks.
















My family is going to come visit me soon and the puppy is coming too. I am super excited. Although, I am a little worried about my cat because she weighs about five times more than the puppy and she does not like to share her space.

What Died Over There?

Summer has officially started for me at my job now that I am out in the field (a literal field) for at least four hours a day. I think it's pretty sweet. Yesterday and today I noticed vultures overhead; three of them to be exact. I like to call vultures "sopilotes", which is Spanish for "vulture". It's a funny word.

Yesterday they were circling a little southeast down from the field and today they were circling a little to the northwest of us--above a construction site. I wonder why they have been around so much lately. I usually see more hawks during the year than vultures. I guess they have found more food with all of the construction going on around that area.

Funny Political Pictures

Pudit Kitchen has some pretty funny stuff. Here are a few of my recent favorites.










I would have thought this was funny no matter who was holding the banana....uh, corn.

Priorities

I found this video while dorking around online. As a Christian, I found it to be very insightful and impacting.

If you are not a Christian, I think you may still be able to relate to the skit because it portrays how one might view the priorities in one's life and who is really there for us when it counts.

Check it out. Let me know what you think.



On a side note, I've gotten back on my scooter and am happy to zoom around town again. The weather is hot so I've been able to sport my goggles.

It was the 4th?

I totally slept through the Fourth of July.

I woke up at, ummm, I'm not really sure at time I woke up. Then I got sick from some medication I had to take. Then I slept all the way to Forest Grove, where we had dinner at McMeniman's Grand Lodge. Then I slept all the way back home. We got home at about 9 pm and I crashed until this morning.

I do remember hearing the fireworks going off last night, but that's about it.

T. Ray & The Shades were playing out on the lawn at the Grand Lodge last night. The band was pretty good and the lead singer was so-so, but her dancing was hideous. It was so bad that I could not stop laughing at her.

Disco, Disco, Go, Go.

I saw You Don't Mess With The Zohan this weekend. It freaking hilarious!

The movie is about an Israeli counter-terrorist who starts a new life in New York as a hairdresser with the mission to make everyone have silky smooth hair. There are some vulgar and lewd, okay a lot, parts in the movie and is definitely not for the little ones. But the hacky-sack cat, dogs with blue and pink fur, dancing in the street, disco breaks, and the want for equality and peace in the world make the movie worth seeing. I was screaming with laughter in the theater...and so was everyone else.

John Paul DeJoria, Sr. even makes a cameo, along with many celebrities, as Paul Mitchell. DeJoria struggled with homelessness and lived in his car with older son, John Paul II. They would eat with the money Dejoria made by collecting soda cans and redeeming them for money. Dejoria later partnered with his friend, Paul Mitchell, and founded the John Paul Mitchell hair product line, salons, and beauty schools. The real Paul Mitchell died of cancer in the 1980's (not HIV, like many have said in their rumors). The reason I care about Dejoria making a cameo is because I know his son, who assists in running the beauty schools in Oregon. John Paul, Jr. has complimented me on my silky smooth, curly hair many times when he would come in to an office I used to work at. He is very tall and had hair like "Jonny Bravo", the best cartoon ever. He employed one of my friends at church and the DeJorias were always very nice to her and loved her Mexican cuisine.

Anyway, you won't regret watching Zohan. I take that back--you might. I know I definitely want to get the soundtrack.

Like the Zohan, I have silky smooth hair, too! See my new do:

















Baby curls

















How I parted my hair