Crash Test Oakley

I’m not safe on a bike. Never have been. But I insist on getting on the thing so I can spend time with Brandon.  Not to mention that it’s fun. Y’all remember my little blue Townie? After the stunts I pulled yesterday, I now have a name for the bike. Wallbait. You’ll see why here in a bit. Feeling ambitious on Sunday, I proposed that we rode from our place to the Alamitos Bay Farmers’ Market in Long Beach so I can pick up some fresh veggies.  After all, Brandon hooked up my cargo department so my little bucket won’t...
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Hooters & Pasties

But first, a shout out. Gregg, HAPPY FATHER’S DAY! Now. The coverage. David brought wings from Hooters. I brought pasty pies from Pasty Kitchen. Gregg provided alcohol. This past Friday, the Hooters & Pasties was born. (Thank GOD, nobody taped me channeling Thom Yorke and Eddy Veddar…) Proceed at your own risk of hearing loss. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LqJ-uZJZiAs] The second session contains some truly frightening vocal performance. However, hilarity factor is REALLY high. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pWImGGdQKbM]...
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Strange Bed Fellow

One of those questionnaires people sent around asked, where would you want to live if you can live anywhere. My answer is “out of a suitcase, in hotel room, anywhere in the world.” Some people insist that they sleep in their own bed.  I don’t seem to have that much of an attachment. I like to be somewhere else once in a while.  A change of scenery during the day is one thing, but to have slept somewhere different is something else altogether. Yeah, I guess you could say I have the Travel Bug.  A dormant strain, compared to many,...
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Cook Bake Geek

It’s been a crazy weekend.  But super fun. AND productive. First of all, Brandon has FINALLY came out of the severe sinus infection that he had.  And with abundant energey fueled by cabin fever, he ran errands all over town for me on Friday. Because, you see, on Saturday, I threw a casual baby shower for a coworker and his girlfriend at my friend Amy’s house.  I made these surprisingly gorgeous and delicious pasta carbonara tartlets and fruity modification of the Italian Scroppino (lemon sorbet + prosecco + splash of vodka). After all of that, I came running home to...
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Women Rule

Why would women want to be like men? I mean, yes, we deserve to have the same pay for our skills and all of that. But there are some who try to prove that us women can be just like the men. But we are not. And why should we be like them? I believe that women shouldn’t try to be like men  because, well, crap, we are not them.  There’s not good reason why I would want to be a man. Well, outside of the ability to pee anywhere.  But I digress. We are built differently.  We have strengths...
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