Monday, July 13, 2009

Glass and Clay Festival


Went to the Glass and Clay festival in Palo Alto yesterday. It's always amazing to see the creative things people are able to come up with when they think outside the box. One medium = many different view points,representations, and thoughts about the world and the things within it.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Lately

What have I been up 2 lately? When was the last blog post? Oh well, I've seen the movie UP which was amazing, even though the commercials for it made it seem like here was no plot line. Lies . . . Em and I have started seeing Victoria the therapist (she keeps our secrets). Em decided to get a stick shift hinda car, even though she's use to an automatic and now has to learn stick shift and therefore has issues driving her new car. Ummm . . . We had a 4th of July party which went well as far as preparations are conscerned. We did cleaning throughout the week so there was as much to do the day of the party. The party itself was kind of lame. It was a little same old same old. It was good seeing the Christiansons, friends of my grandmothers. They're good people. I also met an eleven year old girl named Vanessa who we taught liars' dice to. Maggie was there, but she and Em were busy running around. I don't know. They just seem a little immature in some ways o me now. I turn more towrds the adults to find actual conversations, which generally turn out to be boring, but informitive. I'm 21 by the way. My friends are 18. When it came time for the rockets in air, there were less than last year and the display was shortened. It probably has to do with the recession and the California laws that have been passed regarding pollution by fireworks. The party lasted until about 10 or 11. I was glad to take my eyes out because I'd had my contacts in for about 12 hours. Ouches. Then m and I spent the following week sleeping in excessively and makig small trips to various stores to get random things. Yesterday ew went to the yearly Amulet BBQ party, which we thought wou;d be at a park but was at a beach in Santa Cruz. Ooops. Did not wear the proper shoes for that one. I realized at the beach that I am no longer a big fan of te ocean scene. It smells salty and it messes up my hair. I feel gross afterwords. However I did get to see my friend the sky again. It missed me. I looked up at the clouds like God's brush strokes on blue canvas. The ocean resembling the sky resembling the ocean. My eyes started burning and my vision blurred as heat and ash flew into my face from the bonfire we surrounded. I was eeling particalurly social that day so I stuck cose to Em who apparently was feeling just about as talkative as I was. Oh well. Next week I get Invisalign. Since I lost my retainers my teeth have shifted and now look like a crooked fence. Curses . . . My dad has been trying to fix the water tank at the top of the hill. It has dead leave and gunk at the bottom of it so he is trying to filter it out. He's tried 4 times so far. He finally has amethod that works, but it scares be to see him extolling so much energy over things like this. He is over 50 now. He should be taking it easier, but we have a big peice of property to maintain. We help him out when we can. Stupid economy. We should be able to afford someone professional to clean the tank, but it's too expensive. However Kari can always manage to suggest buying somethg frivolous. She made a snarky remark to Em and I ysterday. We were wiping off our bikes which were covered in dust, and she said "Oh finally clean those things off after 10 years ofnot using them". It was rude. We road our bikes at least 3 years ago. We haven't since but have been thinking about riding them again. She thinks our bikes are old and a waste of space. She wants to get rid of them. I love my bike, when it's clean it's as good as new. I'm taking it with me when I leave. Besides, how much useless junk does she have lying around the house? Man. So much crap. And now I'm going to go after my master's degree in art so I'll orobably be here another 2 years. Part of me just wants to move out and find my own way, but the other part knows I'll get further if I complete my education and get a good job. Crapola.