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We got a Wii

Last week a box arrived from Rhonda, she already spoils us both, although mostly me, rotten to the core. This year for Crimus she sent us a Wii. And with no irony attached to it at all, the Tiger Woods PGA Tour 09 game that comes with the wee golf club. Priceless, it was bought before the scandal the photo they picked of good ol’ Tiger for the 09 edition is creepier and more arrogant looking than normal, fucking awesome it’ll likely be his last one ever. We stopped buying the Tiger games before we ditched the PS2 and made the switch to XBox because EA kept making weird changes or what we like to call un-provements so if memory serves we stopped buying them after the 07 edition.  We are both really excited about trying it on the Wii though, it is obviously very different. If it is ANYTHING like the Wii Sports Golf, I will suck so bad it should make for some very amusing rounds. The Wii Golf destroyed my skillz score. I’m better at Wii Baseball, these games remind me of my horrible hand eye co-ordination and make me wonder how it is that I have actually become a decent golfer in real life. Almost ten years of practice now I guess.

Wii Bowling.

Wii Bowling.

Wii Bowling.

I started this hanging my hanky out of my pocket thing in Bali and seem to be keeping it up back in my home country. I am not trying to be cool or make any kind of fashion statement, we only allow nose tissue in here if we are really sick and have fire nose and thus have both switched to hankies. I say that wearing a leather belt, it was a gift, so it shall not be denied the awesomeness that is the attached guitar belt buckle. Like my Browns boots I got em before I went as green as we can afford to go.

Wii Bowling.

It is hard when you have Ninja knee high socks AND Unicorns to say that you’ve found a pair that are cooler BUT I did. These socks have red foxes on the feet and happy little mushrooms and little trees and if I ever got a chance to meet Neko Case I would wear them and be sure and show them to her.  It isn’t my fault that they also match the t-shirt I got the first of four times that I have seen her live being the Fox Confessor Brings the Flood tour, the only other group I have ever seen that many times is the local super star husband and wife pairing that make up Mojave [I have their t-shirt too].

naked Hunter S. Thompson w/ Vegas in his glasses.

Dr. Vegas is taking a huge liberty here in wearing the very naked Hunter S. Thompson’s frames that will be the aviators he is being made.  You will also have a hard time not noticing that this is the first time that Dr. Vegas has appeared without his mask in quit some time, in fact if memory serves the last time he was photographed without it was because he was pretending to be Woody Guthrie.  Adam and I were just saying that Dr. Vegas is on a journey of some sort right now. I wasn’t the only one changed forever by a trip to Bali.

“He hasn’t been completely the same since he got back” said [father] Mr. Adam Carlson just as this was going to print.

Gus.

Gus was very into the Wii and watched us play a lot.

If you’ve ever wondered if I’m an energetic person even though I claim to be a hermit though I also claim to be a runner and doer of the yoga and a player of the golf, then this video is for you.

C.J do check out the tunage in the Adam bowling videeeeo. Although seriously WTF, she is NOT growing on me AT ALL. We are really into iTunes Genius mixes right now, because I loaded the entire CD library onto the computer and C.J very generously gave us some CDs, Joanna Newsome shows up a lot, and it is never a good ending.

And get this, I’m going to backup all the music, soon.

Tis the season to look wrecked in photos.

3inOne Asia Style Coffee

At the hospital where my mom was in Bali Adam says the food was so good and that my mom had spaghetti.  He brought back four packs of this Tora Bika 3inOne instant coffee, the only English on it is the 3inOne and the words, INSTANT COFFEE, SUGAR & CREAMER. All the English needed, really.

Tora Bika - 3inOne Coffee from Bali

Last night @Ms_Spockette was over and it is her hands which are exhibit A.

Krazy Koi

3inOne ready.

I have a mug from China town that @glennewald gave me years ago and I thought in sticking with the Asian theme that one of us should use it, me being as usual scared of new things meant only two cups were instantly made but I still acted as the official tester BECAUSE I had THE robe on.

taste tester because i wear THE robe.

hot, damn hot, real hot.

Once you get wearing it, it’s near impossible to take it off it is so seriously comfortable and I’m with Adam I really am, not having to worry about having my clam slammed every time I bend over has it’s benefits and best of all I’ve spent endless years dreaming of having a robe but could never decide on one, I guess that is one of those random things about me no matter how hard I try I could never find a robe that I like that I could see going the distance in and it holds me back in my bed wear which is mostly flannel or t-shirts and panties so you wouldn’t think that finding a robe would have been that hard but frankly it was.

it tastes Asian...& like coffee....

I’ve seen some pretty cool things in my life but this 3inOne Instant Coffee is pretty rad. I kid you not it tastes like coffee with creamer and sugar in it.

adam's mug.

Thanks jerks for not telling me I had something stuck in my teeth while I used the flash with all these photos for shits and giggles but im not giggling, that hard.

gorillas in my fist.

Adam made that mug and it is his favourite I think because Rhonda gave us make your own mugs for Christmas one year and that’s what he drew on his a pentagram and a gorilla and the phone number for Satan. My mug had a rhombus on it and the lining came out and it had to be tossed so I didn’t get sick, I miss that mug.

OH, and if you are bored watch this I made a new video an *interesting* dancing video.

an evening with kk+

I think that when anyone starts to blog there are people that we each admire from afar, hoping that some day we’ll run into them or maybe even get to meet them.  In early 2005 when I started my blog I kept hearing the name Kris Krüg also know as kk, to this day I still can’t pin point exactly what it was about him but I became a giddy geeky little fan.

Kris is a very well known Vancouver photographer; he takes shit loads of photos of awesome stuff and awesome people, some of his photos will be appearing in the new season of Project Runway Canada, and speaking of runways, just name a runway, Kris has probably been at the end of it gettin’ his shot.  Just today a shot of his of Pete Doherty was used by Pitch Fork Media in an article on Pete’s new album. And let us not forget he also helps spearhead Canada’s largest social media conference, Northern Voice and also now finds himself as one of the top male social media pundits in the country – did I mention he is actually American? Pretty impressive stuff if you ask me.   But what I love the absolute MOST and find truly exciting is how involved Kris is with the Olympics, the up coming ones here in 2010, Beijing, China AND he was in Torino, Italy.

It actually took me a while to realize that this Flickr home page photo was his but over the years whenever I’d pull up Flickr and the photo would come up I’d keep thinking to myself, someday, someday I’m going to meet this guy.

Kris and I do run in a couple of the same circles and through Facebook I noticed that we were being invited to some of the same parties, most notably a party last February where we were both down as GOING and I thought THIS IS IT I’M finally going to meet him and I dressed extra special and he didn’t show. A couple of weeks after that Northern Voice was set to start with the yearly opening party but I social anxietied out and couldn’t go but I sent Adam in my place with STRICT instructions that if he met ANYONE to please please pretty please meet Kris for me.  As luck would have it Adam found himself outside side smoking right next to Mr. Krüg and my husband got to meet him.  I made Adam fill me in on every detail, drilled him like a Hilti.

Late last year my name came up in conversation somewhere and I found myself invited to be his Flickr pal, well of course I will be your Flickr pal Kris! I sent him an email over Flickr basically stating I’d been following his work for years and was pissed off that we kept missing each other at parties, he mailed something cheeky back and we started an online friendship, next came Twitter, then came Facebook and THEN came the 604 awards where I finally had the pleasure of meeting him and for me this was enough, we’d already reached the point of here’s my number let me know if you are in the area kinda thing so I was content, I’d met someone I’d admired for years, I was good.

I heard a rumor that he wanted to take my photo, I was in Ontario at the time and I literally started jumping all over the room. I’m sure Rhonda will remember. But I didn’t know that it was 100% true until arriving home from therapy the night following the 604 awards to an email that said ‘whatcha doing I want to take your photo’.

FUCK FUCK FUCK. I couldn’t go over, therapy nights are my nights, I’m over stimulated, figuring shit out, I couldn’t go have my photo taken BUT at least I knew it was true that he did want to take my photo so I did another happy dance and just hoped like hell it would come up again. [i try not to get too excited about things until they actually happen]

Thanks to what Twitter has called the Shorty Awards it did come up again. [if you are on Twitter you know how this works if you aren't please bear with me a sec] Kris has made the finals in the photography category and when you vote it looks something like this: @shortyawards I vote for @kk in the Shorty Awards Finals for #photography because…,  for my because I put ‘because he says he wants to take my photo’ I soon received an email and it took us one more canceled date mostly because there were a few rare Vancouver snow days but last night we managed to hang and he took my photos.

I was nervous; seriously nervous here is someone I’m just getting to know as a friend, but was having my photo taken by and I have never in my life had these sorts of professional photos taken EVER.  Except for the parts where I attempted to act like a model I felt totally comfortable, minus what I think are normal nerves when you are someone who is still working on making eye contact when speaking to people let alone looking straight into a massive camera lens.

I am really happy that I was able to be myself, Kris and I had some great conversation, even totally nerdy stuff like he, myself and Adam all say sweedish instead of sweet, you know just stuff that made it easier to relax and I feel that these photos really show me and how I act when there isn’t a camera in front of me.  At first I was thinking I wanted to go all sexy, but that isn’t me, I’m casual, laid back, I don’t sip on gin but I do like juice. I think my very favourite thing about these photos is that I have nearly no make up on and none of these photos have been edited. When Adam came to pick me up i think Kris liked his hat so now Adam has some sweedish shots of his own as well and I personally think he looks pretty damn fine.

So with ALL that said before I go I need to ask you a favour, if you are on Twitter whether you are following me or not but you probably should be following me but whatever if you are reading this and you are on Twitter, Kris needs you and I’m asking you to please vote for him in the Shorty Awards I mentioned above, all you have to do is click this line of highlighted text and VOTE for @kk.

That about sums up a thank you for taking rad photos of Adam and myself me thinks.

Mystery Break

I broke my toe and did not go to the New Kids concert.  Of all the things that I thought would keep me from the concert I never foresaw a broken toe. I honestly haven’t cried over either.

I don’t even know how I broke my toe, which is the funniest thing about it, had Rhonda not been here to witness what I will explain here then I’d have not believed it myself.  I know, talk about building a mystery.

taunting the sea stars. So, we were going out in the rain to get Rhonda a tattoo down the street at Sacred Heart, because it was raining and getting chilly I put on my thicker purple pair of Wigwam socks, they are also perfect for rubber boots.  I always put my right foot into any type of footwear first.  Just as my foot was about to land completely inside a sharp pain shot out from the toe next to my baby toe, it is already an ugly hammer toe. I am extremely clumsy to the point I find bruises pretty much daily that I have no idea how I got, I drop and trip over things constantly, I also have a seriously extreme pain tolerance, you wouldn’t think it with the way I whine and complain about things but people exhibit much stranger body behaviors than I do, I’m sure of it.  I have dick all for balance so I grabbed the wall because my toe was screaming at me and I needed to get my other boot on.  I decided to walk it off, I started limping around the apartment and saying over and over and over and over MY TOE, MY TOE, MY TOE.  I took off the right boot, tore the sock off and there was NOTHING my toe was fine.  SUCK.IT.UP.

We left and I kept whining MY TOE, MY TOE, we got to the Sacred Heart that is really close to me about six blocks and they were full so we walked another twelve blocks to the next closest Sacred Heart Tattoo shop and they fit her in.  I had decided to go home because it was Thursday and I’d already had a really bad migraine since the Sunday past and the mixture of the radio and the steady buzzing of the tattoo gun was too much for me.  One of the other reasons that I wore my purple Wigwams is because originally we weren’t going far and in my rubber boots my feet walk the purple socks off but they are so comfy that if I’m not going far I don’t mind.  My other pair are thinner and don’t get walked off.

I wasn’t really sure what was going on with my toe, it was hurting but had almost stopped hurting and I had myself convinced it was just a very bad cramp.  I’d been walking on it for at least forty-five minutes by the time we got to the second shop.  Before I left I fixed my socks but decided to take off the right one and have another look at my toe and I found it to be broken. It was black with bruises.  I replaced my sock and my boot and limped home similar to how I got there but with a bit more ginger.  I am pretty sure my toe had gone numb.

day troisRhonda confirmed the bizarreness of the break to Adam and I reminded them both that when I was in kindergarten I fell off a chair backwards and cracked my head open and I didn’t notice and or cry until after everyone had rushed over to me and the circle I was supposed to be sitting in was reformed and not till then did I touch the sore spot on the back of my head and felt into the wee hole that was later sewn up with stitches. And then in my twenties I broke my clavicle on vacation in the Cook Islands and flew home on a delayed flight and had to overnight in LAX by myself [back when they still put you up in hotels for the night] and didn’t even find out it was broken until I got back.  That particular story I’m saving for a post I am going to call ‘Flying Broken and yet More reasons to hate Air Canada’.

My toe looks really nasty and hurts a little, the worst is that I was going to be going back to Yoga today so I had to email my instructor and say I won’t be back for a bit and because I am so clumsy I really must keep my flipper sandals on or I will forget it is broken, which might sound funny but you’d be amazed at how often I forgot my clavicle was broken and sent myself off screaming in pain from moving it wrong.  Basically I have cold feet.