Random Update!

I am pregnant. That is all.

Enjoy this picture of a photo bombing seal.

Geocaching: Pray No One Left a Meth Needle

Sara, Matthew and I have been doing this thing called Geocaching. It's a lot of fun and it has turned an otherwise boring Midwestern town into a treasure hunt. The basic idea is someone leaves a box or a "cache" in a secret location and puts something inside of it. A logbook, and maybe some small tradable items.Then posts the location online only using GPS coordinates. People copy the coordinates and go off with their trusty GPS in hopes of finding some treasure.  

There was even one right in my front yard off my dock and I didn't know. Something comes to mind. I have never shared my beautiful view with the world. Well here you go. My wonderful view.

But the game is kind of addictive. We've only found a few, but there are plenty just in this town. The trick is finding them. Some are extremely well hidden. Take for example, this:

Or sometimes they are creative hiding places you never would have thought to look. Like this:

 And finally, some of the ones we have found:

our names on the geocache website are October_Rayne, Chainchomp_7 and betty_rocca

In Response to My Earlier Post

In response to this thingie, I give you this thingie:

What Mythological Creature Am I?

You Scored as Mermaid
You are a mermaid. Mermaids are also known as sirens. They entranced fishermen by singing so they would come into the water only to find death waiting for them! Mermaids are not always so sweet as you can see. A Mermaids appearence isn't just a human with a tail. Mermaids skin is usually blue, with any colored hair and eyes they want. They have gills to breath under water with and they have fin like things for ears and extra fins on their tail.

Mermaid 63% Werewolve 63% Fairy 56% Vampire 56% Dragon 44% Devil 13%

Autumn Pictorial

Autumn: 23 September - 22 December 

I know this is kind of a dorky concept. Pictorials on Autumn are for Midwestern scapbookers and New England housewives. Maybe I am becoming the former.I have always loved Autumn. Not just loved, but felt invigorated by the season.


Wu-men Hui-k'ai said that "Spring comes with flowers, Autumn with the moon, Summer with the breeze, Winter with the snow. When idle concerns don't fill your thoughts, that's your best season."  My cynical brain reads it as slightly like a Jr. High Myspace quiz. You know what I mean. "What does your favorite color say about you?", or "What kind of mythical creature would you be?" (That one is actually pretty good. I am going to have to do that later.) But it doesn't make it any less true. Autumn with the moon. Even in Wu-Men's time, they understood the subtleties of Autumn. Autumn and the moon. Seemingly unrelated. But it's a perfect marriage. What is it about this season that is so perfect?

I found a lot of cool pictures I thought about posting, like the anatomy of a hand turkey. That takes away from it, though. I want to leave my impression of Autumn. So here it is. The things that come to mind when I think about my best season.

  

American Horror Story

I effing loved this show. I just thought I would put it out there. I watched it twice. Once on FX when it aired last night and then later that same night on putlocker.com. If you haven't seen it, you're missing out on something truly creepy. And pretty raunchy for cable.Whatever, it was amazing! And Zachary Quinto is joining the cast for a four episode arc. I am a super excited girl right now.

Venice and Halloween

I am subscribed to GOOP. I really couldn't tell you why. I keep telling myself that it's because I want to have a more well rounded  body of disdain to feel for Gwen, but in reality I just enjoy it. She eats macrobiotic (whatever the fuck that is) food, travels to beautiful locales and has a wardrobe my tiny mortal brain couldn't even dream up. She's kind of a big deal. 

For those of you who don't know what GOOP is, get with the fucking program and drink the kool-aid. It's Gwyneth Paltrow's lifestyle/world domination blog. And it's kind of a big deal, too. So why do I bring it up? Because her most recent blog is about a recent trip to Venice for the Italian premiere of her new movie, "Contagion".

 The thing is, it's described as the most decadent and lavish weekend ever. I have never been so envious of a person in my whole life. She said the actual premiere was held at a place called the Sala Grande. I Google Images searched it and came up with the picture below. But the picture's caption stated that the picture was from a place called "The Venice School of San Rocco". And this is the Venice School of San Rocco:

So, "Sala Grande" means "The Great Hall" in Italian. I don't necessarily believe she wants people to think she had her premiere at the place below. I just think she's a pretentious dick. 

On an unrelated side note, I got a new book. I know. It's a fetish. This one is about a woman who has just been granted a candidacy at Harvard for a doctorate in early American colonialism. Her mom is an aging liberal hippie douche and talks her into selling her late grandmothers estate outside of Salem. She does and apparently finds some grand connection between her family line and the witch trials. I don't know, I haven't gotten that far yet. It's a perfect book to read before Halloween, though. My favorite holiday.

American Horror Story starts tonight at 10pm on FX. I am super excited. I am loving Hollywood and it recent trend towards the paranormal and supernatural. One thing we can undoubtedly thank "Twilight" for. I am not saying that analysis is based on facts. But c'mon....c'mon. 

Lord Give Me Strength

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can;and wisdom to know the difference. 

This has been going through my head a lot lately. There are certain people in my life that drive me up a fucking wall. There is an retarded amount of pressure, judgement, snide remarks, and an overwhelming sense that at any given moment I could be driven to a very satisfying double homicide and subsequently jail. But, the source of my ass boils are relatives. I could not turn my back on them let alone murder them (No matter how satisfying the fantasies may be).


After a particularly nasty run in today, I am ruffled and in tears, but I learned that people aren't all fucking assholes. And even if they are mostly assholes, they still have the capacity to be a little less awful than usual from time to time.