Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Are you chewing on a stick?

"The one place I did not expect this party to go was animal bondage, but here we are." No animals were hurt in the making of this blog post. So, this weekend I went up to Philadelphia to celebrate my friend Abby graduating from her MFA program. Mischief was had, a monkey leash was involved. No one debated the value of an MFA (that would have been exceptionally rude).

This included a visit to a farmers market where I bought licorice root, which is where the title of this post came from, since I am now, still walking around chewing on a "stick". But I come home to find a few pleasant surprises. Including a blog award from Libby Heily my first every blog award!

Now, I have been told this blog comes with rules. I am not a big fan of rules so I will do my best to follow them, most likely as ungramatically correctly as possible so that I can be breaking rools while following them.

The Rules:
1. Thank and link back to the person who passed on the award. check
2. Share 7 random tidbits about yourself.
3. Pass on the award to others (the number can be from 3-10) and link to their blogs.
4. Let those people know you’ve given them the award.

Seven Random Tidbits:

1. I quite like licorice root

2. I bought my friend Abby a monkey leash backpack for her graduation present, cause she is a big girl now, but still runs off in crowds of people. And told her I would get her one months ago--but she forgot so when she was asking for clues about her present I would keep saying, "I told you I was going to get this for you." and she couldnt remember, till she saw the card.

3. I write, not because I think I am any good at it (although I like to pretend that I am) but because when I have tried to kick the habit I had mini nervous breakdowns where I would write things like:

"I feel like I am trapped somewhere in between sane and ity. And since my lip was bitten off some three miles ago, Im gonna go ahead and guess that I am closer to the latter. My bed is made out of kitten claws and lipstick, bu I have to open my eyes to get a blanket, or else risk perpetual blinding by things I would never like to see. Darkness is an absence of light rather than an absence of knowledge of whats in it."

which I wrote in my sleep, and have no recollection of writing.

4. I used to train horses, and still love horse back riding although I dont get to go much anymore.

5. My entire room is furnished from either things from Ikea, heirloom pieces, or random junk I have found.

6. I dont believe in "normal"

7. I went to 6 different Elementary schools in 5 years, but never moved.

And the winners are:

Bards & Prophets : Her blog is super entertaining, and very informative

Multiculturalism for Steampunk : Its a good research blog, especially if you are looking for steampunk ideas. Its also very well written.

Author Michael J. Sullivan : Although he is neither sweet or stylish(you can be stylish if you want to Michael), and probably wont participate, I do enjoy reading his blog.

Wildly Urban : An interesting blog about all things nerdy/yuppy and otherwise entertaining.

I'm off to chew on more sticks.


  1. Hey, thanks for that. I think that's so cool you trained horses. I love horses and used to ride a lot when I was a kid. Never get to anymore, even though I am surrounded by horse property. Not kidding, I think I live in the horse capital of Colorado.

    Thanks again.

  2. Number 7 has me asking questions. Hmmm...

  3. L.G. That's awesome, although I must say if I lived surrounded by horse property I dont know if I would be able to get work done, ever. I would spend to much time volunteering to play with horses. Like saying, "Can I muck all your stalls if you let me ride for an hour?" but what can I say. I'm an addict.

    Libby: Well it went something like this:

    1--got kicked out, something about manipulation other kids to eat dirt burritos.
    2--public school till my mom was able to get me back in another one
    3--Mom got pregnant quit job, back to public school
    4--Went back to private school
    5--got kicked out--something about playing on construction equipment
    6--public school stayed.

    I might have messed up the order a bit.