Fave Diggs on Palin

So below I have compiled my fave Digg's regarding the Palin nomination, speech and absurdity:

- Sony sends cease and desist letter to McCain/Palin for use of 'Baracuda' - As if Heart would be OK with the RNC playing that song after McCain's speech. Ben keeps refering to Palin as "Bara-cougar"... totally cleaver but I am not sure if she fits the definition of a couger. The debates in our house are intense!

- Palin speech raises $1 million for Republicans and $8 million for democrats - Whoops, oh well.

- Bikini Kill - no comment, just love it.

August Re-Cap

Yes, I know its been a long time since my last post... so to recap the month:

- Ben went to Houston to see his dad, where they saw step brothers and together witnessed will farrell's testicles hitting a snare drum.
- We went to Philadelphia for Eric and Mandi's wedding, which was awesome and more than a little debaucherious. I did not eat a cheesesteak and did not run up the steps like rocky, however I could have
- So far in August I have run 80 miles
- I have also watched 80 hours of Olympic coverage
- Become a huge fan of Gossip Girl
- Saw Radiohead at the Hollywood Bowl and screamed "I love you Johnny Greenwood" at every given opportunity

I have to say it was a good month...

Dorm Room Revisited

I saw a commercial for Ross department stores last week that detailed the complications and price of furnishing a dorm room. The girl bragged that she only spent $500 and the result was a disgusting pink and neon green room that would banish you to a major in Young Adult Contemporary Literature or Mathematics.

So I decided to take a trip down memory lane and detail what I bought for my first dorm room:

- Abalone Shell as an ashtray - $4 from head shop


- Psychedelic Poster - $5 from head shop

- Tapestry for bed - $10 from summer music festival


- Used Mini Fridge - $20 from some Sophomore Student

- Outdoor carpeting (for inside) - $12 from Home Depot (they don't make these hideous acrylic rugs any more - I think they were a fire hazard)

So in total I I spent $51 on my first dorm room... with plenty of enough money to spend on... well.. use your imagination.

Homage to My Pops

So I don't want to brag or nothing but I have a pretty cool pops. Legend has it that he was a semi-pro skateboarder in the 70's and started a skateboard company that sold longboards to Santa Cruz (Z -boys eat your heart out). If you know me, you know I talk about him constantly because I am stoked to have a bad ass for a dad. Here is a video I took of him while we were in Utah, as my mom so aptly puts it "what an old cruiser". By the way, he is riding one of his "Old Skool" custom boards (website to come)....

Something to Do

On the delightful Jeff Bridges website he posted this:


Ever since, I have felt at odds with my appendages and now have firm evidence that 6 is the work of the devil. And perhaps, the devil lives in my right leg, no wonder my knee has been bothering me.

Our Subtle Garden

Pretty obvious why they are called Morning Glory:

6:15 AM - Open


6:15 PM - Closed

July 4th - Spillage

Given the recent USA Miss Universe fumble, as documented on Today's Special, I thought I would share an equally patriotic spill that Ben and I witnessed when we were in Utah at the Oakley Rodeo.


The flag bearer at the rodeo was this wonderful and innocent young girl. She was so excited and nervous to be presenting the flag during the Star Spangled Banner, which in the rodeo world is akin to throwing out the first pitch. As the picture illustrates, she wielded the flag while galloping her pony around the arena while someone crooned out the national anthem.

By her second lap around the arena she was going so fast, I am surprised the rodeo clown didn't get pulled in by her centripetal force and she took a digger right in front of the rodeo queens (and no, that was not derogatory - that is what they are actually called). The crowd took a collective gasp right in the middle of "and the rockets red glare" (talk about timing) and by the time we got to "that our flag was still there", she was brushing herself off and getting back on that dam saddle to finish out the song.

Now I am not a big fan of the National Anthem and its obligatory nature... but this time I got all choked up. This poor little girl ate shit in front of thousands and still had the gumption to get back on that horse and maintain the dramatic effect and timing of the song. Francis Scott Key would be proud!

Ben on the other hand thought it was unpatriotic to drag the stars and stripes through horse and bull shit whilst finishing the climax of the anthem. Which is true, but let's face it, the stars and stripes will always be tainted with a load of bullshit. Happy Birthday USA!