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Google searches leading to this site, or, a window into strangers’ brains (my favorite of which is “fuck me clogs”):

  • Hardnose Mrs. Hatcher commercials
  • Heirloom tomatoes pink flamingo pictures
  • Muppet characters angry photos
  • Scrabble haiku
  • Don’t Bring Me Down, Bruce
  • Motorhome jalopy
  • Motorhome wedding shower
  • Broken leg on my wedding day
  • Cheese Platter Gilbert Gottfried
  • How to fix a broken leg the “pioneer way”
  • How pioneers fixed broken legs
  • How to fix a broken leg in the pioneer time
  • Healing a broken leg in pioneer times
  • Cynthia Casas showing her boobs
  • Wedding plates for broke under bird feet
  • Haikus on baking
  • I love Renton
  • “toneski”
  • Just screaming and throw a fit they put me in the hospital
  • “fuck me clogs”
Favorite things

Hummingbird Feeder

I got this as a gift from Olivia for my bridal shower in Minnesota. Or, rather, Ollie took the time to hop online and find a boutique in my town, so I wouldn’t have to carry anything back on the plane. This is what I picked out with her gift certificate.

It’s made of recycled glass, and the birds love it!

Heirloom Tomatoes

tomato_heirloom300w.jpg

I love these lumpy, discolored tomatoes more than just about any other foodstuff on earth, with the possible exception of soft, stinky cheese. More on that later. These tomatoes taste like tomatoes are supposed to…acidic, tangy, with a finish of earthiness that makes me think of childhood. Also, they’re pretty, which is more than can be said for the mealy pink tasteless circles of tomato that you get on your Big Mac.

Plastic Yard Flamingos

flamingo.jpgMy yard is covered in these awful creatures. I love them. Our neighbor’s kid takes pleasure in rearranging them a few times a week, so I never know where they’ll be when I open the front gate. We’ll probably never live in another neighborhood where it’s acceptable, downright encouraged, to have a yard full of the ‘mingos, so it’s now or never for the Mingos Dynasty.

Soft, Stinky Cheese

Seastack2_1.jpgSeastack from Mt. Townsend Creamery is where it’s at, kids. This stuff has a vegetable ash rind, a very smooth liquidy first layer, and an earthy-tasting inner cheese that’s to die for. Even Randy, man-who-likes-few-cheeses, asks for this one.

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Sunday
09Mar2008

Dolphins, and a goodbye.

Today, Verlene and Cyndy headed back to Seattle, somewhat worse for wear. The week was fun, but it wasn’t without its sunburns and slick bathroom tile.

Randy and I and my mother accompanied them to PV, with Mom & I saying goodbye at the pier, and Randy taking them to the airport. On the water taxi, we were surrounded by about 300 dolphins chasing fish. It was really neat to see, and they weren’t shy of the boat at all. I didn’t get any photos because I was too caught up in pointing and oohing and aahing, but it’s a memory that’ll be with me for a long time.

Mom and I had one errand in PV: to get cash for the big drinkers back at Casa. Because there are no ATM’s in Yelapa, it’s a big deal if you run out of cash because to get more you need to head to PV. So we had a list of who wanted how much from which card. Interestingly, I have the same PIN number as a good buddy of mine. Hmm. I thought it was random…

I’m feeling a bit under the weather, a little feverish. I’m trying to blame it on the sunburn, but secretly, between you and me, I think I might be coming down with something.

Eh. Maybe I’ll have to lay around…as originally planned.

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