put that in your pod and CRUNCH IT

Buraka Som Sistema ft. M.I.A.

Thu, 30 Jul 2009 01:13:31 -0400

Buraka Som Sistema ft. M.I.A.

skip the apologies

Thu, 30 Jul 2009 01:11:57 -0400

so lara and i were going to first write an excuse-tumble-note to all of you to say that we’re sorry we haven’t posted in so long. but the thing is, that implies that somehow we have taken away something vital in your lives when really … i’m sure there is mild to “meh” interest in our usually dull blog.

so let me just say: we’ll try to write more from now on.

i‘m in salt lake city learning all about airplanes.

my homework is stuff like.. memorizing airport codes and a million other acrynoms, safety tips and of course getting down those plane signals. i’m avoiding all of that right now and enjoying this website a whole hellofa a lot

http://awesometapesfromafrica.blogspot.com/

..discovered in a series of links to links to links after watching a video by a band called Buraka Som Sistema (from Angola). i think i’ll post it, because its awesome. and i want to go to angola to learn to dance.

cheers!

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Wed, 01 Jul 2009 14:45:14 -0400

I want to make a bumper sticker for the bicycle.

It will read: My other bike is a Nissan.

the disappearance of free willy

Thu, 25 Jun 2009 23:47:00 -0400

Today Susan and I searched three different rental stores for Free Willy.

This is because Michael Jackson died today.

Michael Jackson died today.

I know we all know that by now, and probably every blogger has mentioned it, but that won’t stop me.

Michael Jackson died today.

Insane.

This will be a day that people look back on and tell about to others.

Where you were the day the King of Pop died.

The day the King of Pop died.

So we went to find Free Willy to commemorate.

Mostly because I don’t think Captain EO was ever released on DVD.

Captain EO should be released on DVD.

I found a Blockbuster across town that was selling Free Willy.

I bought it.

I will now proceed to watch it.

As Michael said during the slightly creepy spoken part of Will You Be There [Theme from Free Willy]

“In Our Darkest Hour
In My Deepest Despair
Will You Still Care?
Will You Be There?
In My Trials
And My Tripulations
Through Our Doubts
And Frustrations
In My Violence
In My Turbulence
Through My Fear
And My Confessions
In My Anguish And My Pain
Through My Joy And My Sorrow
In The Promise Of Another Tomorrow
I’ll Never Let You Part
For You’re Always In My Heart. “

synopsis of sister reunion weekend 3.2

Tue, 16 Jun 2009 05:47:52 -0400

innocently started with: tarantino fest
sporadic roadtrip to LOST angeles (hollywood blvd, elena, kate & one l.a. jewish diner)
back to SB for pancake breakfast and pirate excursions with the robertsons
later that day: old school family friends [kate and family] playing midwest hick games, winning in ultimate adult-versus-college-students trivial pursuit tournament [it truly was epic], general funnnnn
and then….
beaches, exploring, cooool bars, summer solstice parade planning (lara is DJing for a friend’s parade here in town) and realizing over & over that we are here —once again — in the loveliest little southern californian town
We are ready

[[[[[[ oh , and , one videoroadtrip blog coming soon!@!]]]]

I’m on my way to New Mexico. Stopped currently in Santa Monica, with friends such as Travis...

Mon, 25 May 2009 20:21:00 -0400

I’m on my way to New Mexico. Stopped currently in Santa Monica, with friends such as Travis Fraser and Terence Latimer. Soon to stay with a Carly Cram. I wish I could say I’m jumpin’ a train to Santa Fe but instead I’m just plain ol’ flying to El Paso. Boring!
Then…

SISTER!!

Lara, I think we should consider videoblogging our roadtrip journey from all the way in the land of enchantment to the land of fish tacos.

SCENE: One of my students walks into the classroom and pulls a football out of the sporting equipment box. It is early in the morning and I don't know how to gauge 9-year old humor.

Tue, 19 May 2009 23:08:52 -0400

Me: So you like tennis, huh?
Josh: Oh, I've never played tennis.
Me: But you've got a tennis ball in your hand.
Josh: [Looks at ball in hand] Ms. Morgan, this is a football.
Me: Yeah... that was a joke...
Josh: [With a forced laugh] Oh, ha. [Josh looks concerned and exits]

Even though I have chronic nausea...

Sat, 16 May 2009 01:54:20 -0400

… the nausea only kicks in during mundane things. Like, I keep looking down to a mirror in my hand in order to successfully pluck my eyebrows and throw up. Or I run for five seconds and throw up. Or, you know, wake up… and throw up.

YET!

I am able to go on roller coaster rides like a Champion. No nausea. Just pure fun.

Tonight a carnival came into Ruidoso! Woo hoo! Now imagine any crappy little weekend fair you’ve seen before. Now divide the size of that by about four and that’s how big this carnival was. Now none of my good friends would go on the good rides with me. They got funnel cake nausea on the ferris wheel and quit. But my friend’s male-friend, from ARMY, said he’d go on the exciting rides with me. So on two very twisty, loopy, motion-sickness inducing-y rides we went. And during the second ride, while I was having a dandy old time, he suddenly stopped talking and just sat there. As soon as the ride was over he walked away and stood near a trash can. I, however, was completely unscathed.

Moral of the story: I can out-motion a man who makes bombs for a living.

Boom.

My car is covered in ash…. I feel like I’m in a war...

Fri, 08 May 2009 14:47:41 -0400

My car is covered in ash….

I feel like I’m in a war zone, helicopters overhead, bikers with masks covering their mouths, constant sirens, not to mention our beautiful mountain now looks like Mount Doom.

It is crazy here.

So tapped

Thu, 07 May 2009 23:31:35 -0400

I have recently lossed all creative juices. I believe this is because I am being so drained from school and living that by the time I get home I have nothing of worth to say. Not to say I don’t love school - it’s just that it’s the last month and the CHILDREN ARE GOING CRAZY.

So, because of my lack of anything interesting to say. I’m going to fill out one of these kind of dumb things that you might look over and sniffle at, “Oh that DOES fit!” but nothing more. Sorry I am contributing nothing to the world.

Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to 15 people you like and include me. [I’m not going to do this] Try not to repeat a song title. It’s a lot harder than you think

Pick Your Artist: Radiohead

Are you male or female: In Limbo

Describe yourself: Scatterbrain

How do you feel about yourself: I Am a Wicked Child [how is that any different from the last question?]

Describe where you currently live: Planet Telex

If you could go anywhere, where would you go: Sail To The Moon

Your favorite form of transportation: Fast Track

Your best friend is: All I Need

Your favorite color is: Nude

What’s the weather like: Fog

Favorite time of day: Morning Bell

If your life was a tv show, what would it be called: The Amazing Sounds of Orgy

What is life to you: Let Down

What is the best advice you have to give: Prove Yourself

If you could change your name, what would it be: Palo Alto

Your favorite food is: Bangers and Mash

Thought for the Day: 2 + 2 = 5

How I would like to die: Packt like sardines in a crushd tin box

My soul’s present condition: Optimistic

My motto: Never Wash Up After Yourself

…

Well, I guess that was that.

"No offense, Ms. Morgan, but you have bad taste in shoes."

Mon, 20 Apr 2009 22:51:00 -0400

“No offense, Ms. Morgan, but you have bad taste in shoes.”

- Lacie (age 8)

I never should have complained about Abilene. A random rant by Lara.

Sun, 19 Apr 2009 15:52:00 -0400

Once upon a time a California and/or England girl moved to a small(ish) town in Texas. This city was Abilene. While the girl enjoyed her friends, she was always quick to complain about various aspects of this small Texas town:

“There’s nothing to do.”

“I have to drive two and a half hours to go to a good concert.”

“This place has too many conservatives.”

“I have to get up early (9:00) tomorrow.”

“It takes months for independent or foreign film to get to Century Theater.”

Etcetera on the bitching and complaining.

NEWS FLASH

That girl was me.

That girl was spoiled.

As you know, I live in Ruidoso, New Mexico now. “New Mexico,” you might think to yourself, “That’s a cool place. Culture. Political views of all sorts. Art. Other such things.”

But you are mistaken!

I live in RUIDOSO.

“So?! Ruidoso is a beautiful place! Mountains! Leisure! Lakes!”

That you are right about. But, my friend, the list of goodies ends there.

New complaints:

There’s even LESS to do. Everything closes at five. There are approximately ten young people who live here.

I had to drive two and a half hours to get to the ONE concert that has come in the near vicinity in the past year. [Friday night: El Paso: Bloody Beetroots]

Ruidoso is Texas with a beautiful view. Most of the population of this town is Texans who visited to their mountain getaway and never returned to the Big State. Somehow, by leaving their homeland, they became even more conservative and hostile toward other views.

I have to get up at 7:00. Every day.

No independent or foreign films EVER come here. In fact, nothing but kid movies featuring a dog come here. Three screens. Playing Marley and Me, Hotel for Dogs, and Bride Wars. I know that Bride Wars isn’t about dogs, but still. I have to drive an hour to get to a theater that plays normal movies like Pineapple Express and Burn After Reading.

UGGGGHHHHH.

All that to say, I’m sorry Abilene. You were an okay place.

All that to say, California here I come. For good. In only 42 days.

the internet is a funy thing

Sat, 18 Apr 2009 16:51:28 -0400

I start my “trial run” for a second job on Monday….

At a new vegetarian café downtown. I hate being new at jobs, but when you are restless in spirit, mind, and body, it’s inevitable to frequently experience the fluster and insecurity of a first day of work. I’ll just have to deal with it, because working a lousy 20 hours a week isn’t going to cut it.

In other news I’m picking my mom up at the bus depot in 2.5 hours!! It has been a while —maybe a first —that I’ll get an entire week of my marme all to myself. Our alone time in the past was usually on the traditional skip-school-and-hang-out-once-a-month (a great tradition) or when we took a sailing course together right here in Santa Barbara.

In the meantime I’ll occupy myself with what I’ve been doing all morning: sitting with Kingsley while eating hybrid mangos and reading Angel of Grozny … and maybe rewatch that one teamellen video. I found them on twitter first.. and it’s a bit loud, but also pretty adorable. And inspiring. And makes me wish I had thought of it before them. Lara, what should we youtube about doing until we get what we want? err.. Xuxa? Bonnie Hunt?

why on earth has this not been posted before?? i miss pepper...

Thu, 16 Apr 2009 11:18:25 -0400

why on earth has this not been posted before??

i miss pepper ann… and sister.

the entirety of my first gmail chat 07/23/2006

Sun, 05 Apr 2009 15:15:03 -0400

me: hey babe
lara: it is!
me: its all small and doesnt take up space. this is my new best friend
lara: i thought i was your best friend!
:,,,(
me: you're a hottie

screaming schizdancin lashing lights lovely lykke li [daniela]

Thu, 02 Apr 2009 22:58:00 -0400

screaming schizdancin lashing lights

lovely lykke li

[daniela]

spring break 2009

Sun, 29 Mar 2009 23:21:38 -0400

a week of old fashioned fun

Sun, 29 Mar 2009 23:21:23 -0400

a week of

old fashioned fun

a week of adventure

Sun, 29 Mar 2009 23:19:21 -0400

a week of

adventure

a week of sexual innuendo

Sun, 29 Mar 2009 23:17:52 -0400

a week of

sexual innuendo