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Sunday, July 15, 2012

An Entire Week of Fun Smooshed into One Post

I'm back!

Currently I'm laying comfortably on my bed with my laptop stretching my legs.

I suppose it's time I reveal the 'big' secret...I was in...

COLORADO! Durango to be exact.

Boy was that an adventure and a half.

When we arrived at the cabin, home base for the week, I was assaulted with a slow-motion reunion hug by my cousins,* Anna and Julia. This I expected, since they are my favorite cousins and that's just what we do.

They were watching for me on the balcony


I checked out the place. Of course Anna, Julia and I got the basement. That could probably be considered our natural habitat as once we go downstairs we usually aren't seen again till it's time to eat. In our room downstairs we had a large wardrobe. I opened it out of curiosity and then after staring into it I did the logical thing and climbed inside.

No Narnia. But the fact that we could sit inside it would come into play later on.

Another important discovery was found inside a bin of toys.

Google images is my friend

This rug.

Okay. There were no pucks or whatever else goes with shuffleboard in the bin. So we just kinda stared at it for awhile, after some creative logic we spread it out on the floor and started dancing.

It says 'Shuffle Zone'

What else were we supposed to do???

Then we hung up a sign saying it was required by law to shuffle in the shuffle zone. The rug was placed at the bottom of the stairs and left there for the rest of the trip.

We spent the evening catching up and playing I Spy Spooky Mansion Deluxe.
And Still Pond

And then mashing the two together.**

That night we ate in.

The next day was spent talking, playing with legos, and watching Disney Movies. We also watched Barbie: Life in The Dreamhouse.


Surprisingly funny...

We ate out that night.
There were a few notable moments at dinner.

Julia's Soda Confusion.
When the guy came back to refill Julia's glass of Dr. Pepper this happened

Waiter: What do you have in here?
Julia: *looks at empty cup* Uhhhh...ice?
Waiter: Just ice?
Julia: OH! No! Dr. Pepper!

The next key moment happened instantly after. I had gotten root beer (which came in a bottle and therefore with a glass of ice to pour it in.)

Waiter: *points to glass of ice* You just have water in here?
Me: Uhhhhhh...sure

The final interesting moment happened at dessert.

I was reading the menu and instead of reading what it said, which was

Featured Flavor from The Durango Creamery

I read

Featured Flavor from The Durango Cemetery

We then ordered it like that, much too the confusion of our waiter.
The featured flavor was vanilla with bits of kit kat by the way...

The next day we attempted to scare Karen, but the family was out Jeeping so they didn't get back soon enough.

The most important part of this day though, was Marble Hornets.

We watched all 63 videos of the webseries with times ranging from 30 seconds to 15 minutes. It's an expertly done webshow. Perfect balance of mystery and horror.



We took a break around Entry 58 and went downtown.
We walked up and down whatever street it was we parked on. I bought the third book of the Mysterious Benedict Society. It started raining and we went home.


The next day we made our movie, something that we do every time we meet. We also scared Karen by jumping out of the wardrobe from earlier. We were paranoid for most of that day due to Marble Hornets. Lunch (leftovers from the second night) had accidentally been frozen into a solid block that took about half an hour to de-freeze.

Thursday was Mesa Verde day. Which was kind of cool due to the fact it was the Anasazi cliff dwellings and well...Anaz...

I got a book at the place we stopped for breakfast, Plato and a Platypus walked into a Bar.

A philosophy book, which only now I see the irony in.

Before the tour we saw a bus with the tag line "Goin' Places with Smilin' Faces" which Karen made the official phrase of Anna, Julia, and I.



We ended up taking the Balcony House tour. Highlights of the tour included a thirty foot ladder and a twelve foot tunnel.

We premiered our movie that night.

Friday was our last full day, and the one that had the most events.

We were forced on a hike up to mushroom rock.

Which in all honesty was climbing up a mountain.


Yes that tiny house was where we started.
When we got back I convinced Karen to watch Marble Hornets. She watched Entry #1 and then we decided to move downstairs.

Unfortunately our doors had randomly locked and it took about thirty minutes for us to get in.** We had about twenty minutes to celebrate our room access before we left and went into town again. We checked out the Toy Store and bought tiny animals and bells. While we were looking about the (overpriced) candy shop, Karen decided she needed to use the restroom.

So we headed over to the Information Center. The second we walked inside I exclaimed in excitement that the benches looked cool. While Karen took care of business we sat down and rang our bells for a little bit before we were called over by the people at the front desk.

Apparently they wanted us to be the first to draw on their new chalkboard. She handed us some sidewalk chalk and told us to draw things we loved about Durango.


Karen freaked out a bit when she finished her "seated activity"*** but calmed down once we explained why.

When we left I told Anna and Julia that they probably had decided we would be the perfect ones to start the wall from the second I shouted "LOOK AT THE BENCHES!"

We came back to home base and hung out for a bit before going back for dinner.

At dinner, my cousins and I sang ALL of Winter Wrap up, joked about our trip, and confused the heck out of yet another waiter.

Julia: Do you have root beer?
Waiter: Yes we do.
Julia: In that case I'd like a Dr. Pepper.

After dinner we headed back to the house and stayed up until 2am.

Saturday morning we packed up and left (I also had been retweeted by @radiomadison so woot!)

Finally I'm home and ready to slide back into a lifestyle of doing nothing.

I'll also be getting back to regular posts

Hopefully they won't all be this long. (:



*The cousins that built the legos that the OTHER cousins destroyed in EVERY. FREAKING. YEAR
** "A black picture frame!" "Fell on a still pond."
***The sign that hung above the toilets at our house informed us they were 'low flow' and so we might want to consider flushing twice during our seated activity to avoid clogs. It was a running joke through the week.

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Goodbye Yellow Brick Road

And by yellow brick road, I mean vacation.

Regular posts shall resume shortly.

Friday, July 6, 2012

Social Skills? Who needs 'em!

It has occurred to me that pretty much all of my online friends began with a single comment I would of never made IRL.

Sometimes the start was awkward. Like with my dearly interwed Dunhamnator.

I left this review on her story

I hate you.

Okay well that's not fair. I don't hate you. I'm pretty sure you knew what I meant though.

Amazing.

Huh...six months ago if you would of told me I would be calling Jori pairings amazing I would have laughed you out of town.

But hey, here we are. Me telling you that you just killed me inside and you...well...reading it.

So...you apologized. Wow...our first fight.

Did I just type that? Looking back it looks weird...really weird. I feel creepy now.

I'm sorry...for being creepy.

I should stop typing now.
 
Surprisingly she replied with quite simply
 
Let me love you
 
We've been in touch ever since.
 
Or maybe that's just a crazy random happenstance you say?
 
Alright. Tumblr. flockofsiegels.
 
I happen across the blog and I read "I like puns related to my name"
Well I like puns.
 
I left a series of messages with as many puns as I could think of for Brooke, ending with Brooke-back Mountain.
 
She replied to the last one saying it is the best one she's heard yet, now it's the title of her blog.
 
We follow each other and have regular conversations.
 
Still not believing me?
 
playingtragic: Obsessed fan message. Now we keep in touch and I help her with writer's block
 
 anteredono: joined forces to take over the world. Now we chat*
 
 pmaziggy: same as anteredono
 
 Sax freaking Carr: Fell asleep, woke up to his podcast, got scared and made a flipping facebook post about it! Now I'm the superfan and we'd do anything to help the other out.
 
You have to face it, the Internets aren't normal.
The people who live on it's tangled web aren't normal.
 
A creepy comment isn't always creepy online. It's charming.
Someone who is odd and talks to themselves in a review isn't a reason to call the nut police, it's a reason why you like their reviews.
 
This is why older generations fear for the new ones. They blame our horrid actions on social media.
 
I can't blame them.
It certainly helped.
But I don't think all of us are that bad.
 
Those mentioned above, and many others like Mystery and Blake T**, I find your quirks to be just that.
Quirky.
I like that someone can laugh at my weak joke. That despite my creepy review she saw I meant no harm.
 
Maybe my first guess was wrong, perhaps the Internet hasn't warped these people's minds into something worse, but something better. Maybe there is a point in spending your days surfing through the world wide web.
 
Maybe we're all better off.
 
 
 
*Chats about pirates perhaps...*hint hint read this http://specificness.blogspot.com/search/label/pirates*
**Blake has been following since like my first week on twitter and I have no clue why. I guess I'm funny and charming...
 

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

AMERICA!

It smells like gunpowder outside, which by the way is the official scent of American freedom!

Can't wait to find all the trash from fireworks later.

Anywho, just dropping by to wish a happy forth to those of you who feel inclined to hear it.

Eagles. Cherry Pie. Fireworks. Stars and stuff.

Woo AMERICA!

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

BONUS: I don't need sweatpants

I keep seeing the "Like if you love wearing your sweatpants all day" posts.

Why?

Am I supposed to have a certain pair of pants to put on that I love?

In my case that's my jeans.

I don't really know what that picture says...

"My pants are so uncomfortable that on the rare occasion no one sees me I like to wear sweatpants. I love that I can move my legs freely in them! This is also the time where I don't bother with hair or makeup. It feels so good to have that pressure off my back!"

Uh...cool.

I'm just going to keep doing what I'm doing then.

Which is wearing jeans and t-shirts.

Have fun with your...situation...

ALSO SPELL CHECK WORKS AGAIN! YAY!

Format Blues

If you haven't been visting from a mobile device, you may have noticed my blog looks a tad different from when I first started.

I added stuff. Moved stuff around. Wrote words.

Don't worry if you've found it tough to keep up, I think I'm content with the way it is now.

In other news, there is nothing to do.

By nothing I mean of course that I have a million things to do and don't feel like doing any of them.

That's why I'm here. With a sorry excuse for a post.

I'M SORRY GOSH!

I just wanted to do something...other than what I need to get done.

OH I HAVE A FUN IDEA! I'll post whatever is floating around in my pictures folder (I'm normaly quite organized...) and comment on it!

Hmm...

I hope I won't regret this...

Okay, first pic!

Oh dear. Screen cap from a season 4 promo. Claudia's face makes me sad.
Not entirely sure if I like where this is going...


Screen cap from promo for season 4 (Warehouse 13 guys)

Screen cap from episode Emily Lake in season 3



I regret nothing.



...Don't ask why I needed a picture of a bagel...



SEE! I'm parkitcharlie there too!






Bad Translator is bad




From the webcomic Out At Home...




I love that book. The Name of This Book is Secret






I'm kind of a smart @ss sometimes...







Molly Ringwald IS the girl from the breakfast club...


This is interesting...

That IS a falcon





From a live drawing of Questionable Content...


Okay...well...that was kind of weird...next batch...

I KNEW HE HAD FRIENDS!!!





It was for Warehouse 13: Artifacts are Magic...





German Babies. Please don't ask


That last one was odd...



...Eeyup




I don't even know...

I don't plan on doing that ever again.

Monday, July 2, 2012

Powerpuff, Parakeets, and Parkitcharlie

Two of the things mentioned in the title are related. Can you guess which ones?

If you guessed Parakeets and Parkitcharlie YOU'D BE CORRECT!

But I want to save that story for the end, so let's turn to Powerpuff.

In the post Questions: The Return, I  mentioned I had a terrible break-up with the vacuum.

I wasn't joking.

There was a short time when I wanted nothing to do with the vacuum cleaner.

The events leading up to the messy split were anticlimactic. I was vacuuming my room per usual. Back and forth. Back and forth. But then we hit a bump in our relationship.

It was probably all for the best. We had nothing in common really, he liked a clean house, I hated cleaning. He was full of hot air, I wasn't. He had to be plugged in to be turned on...
But that day when we were cleaning we hit a snag.

Literally.

He sucked up the corner of my beloved Powerpuff Girls blanket. It had been hanging off my bed and he just snatched on.

I was startled. I turned him off instantly and ripped my blanket out of his jaws.

I was done with him from that moment on. He knew what that blanket meant to me...

Of course, that lasted for as long as it took for my mother to tell me to clean again. Which I did, but there was no fondness in my action anymore.

Since then we've gotten a newer, nicer, vacuum. We're cool.


And now for the other two

But I will try to give you the sparknotes version.

I have a green parakeet, his name is Charlie.

Around the time I got him, I decided to get an email account that I could remember. I liked the name Charlie and my bird so I decide that Charlie should be a part of it.

But charlie@blablablabla.bla is boring!

It need a kick

So I thought about how funny it would be if someone named Charlie had the last name Parkit.

Park the car! Parkit Charlie!

Thus, parkitcharlie.

Years later I used the name in a short story called "I, Don't Care" (got an honorable mention in the lad fair) giving birth to the character that I would use later in what the loyal readers know to be as CPRB.

From there I've used parkitcharlie as my username for pretty much anything and everything.

Really. Google it. I'm everywhere.

And that, is the post for today!

Comments are welcome! Bring your friends!