Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Friday, November 18, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
David Jay Fertman
He was one cool Mutha Fucka...
He'd be 67 today.
Happy Birthday, Dad. I miss you lots.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Wondering what to wear?
(sorry, the add link tool is not working)
http://seattle-erotic.org/2011/10/17/wondering-what-to-wear-to-seduction/
Dessert
Two weeks ago I picked up a baby.
I took him home and kept him in my kitchen without food or water.
Tonight, I stabbed him multiple times and then baked him, whole, in the oven.
Once tender enough, I cut the top off and scooped out his the now soft innards.
To the bowl of scooped flesh I added cream, sugar, eggs, and spices - and poured it all into a crust.
An hour and a half later, I am now enjoying my second slice of warm pie.
He was the tastiest baby... pumpkin that is.
I took him home and kept him in my kitchen without food or water.
Tonight, I stabbed him multiple times and then baked him, whole, in the oven.
Once tender enough, I cut the top off and scooped out his the now soft innards.
To the bowl of scooped flesh I added cream, sugar, eggs, and spices - and poured it all into a crust.
An hour and a half later, I am now enjoying my second slice of warm pie.
He was the tastiest baby... pumpkin that is.
Monday, October 10, 2011
Seattle
Seattle, oh how I adore you. With your lively streets and interesting characters, I fully enjoy living my life within your boundaries. I love dancing any night of the week, watching interesting, independent theater, listening to talented street performers and attending progressive, provocative parties and never not having enough options of what to do in the evenings. Having opera singers, jazz musicians, and/or crazy people performing outside my window at any given time of the day... only in the city. I am a stones throw away from anything you could every want (or not want). Food, education, sex toys, drugs, hospitals, burlesque, the dentist, music, booze, art, death, rich, poor... all within less than mile form my desk. I may not know a very large percentage of the people who walk by my windows, but I know my neighbors and and still enjoy a sense of community. I may not have a yard, but I frequent my Sunday farmer's market and eat locally grown. It may rain more than we all prefer, but it washes our streets clean. I may not have silence at night, but I never feel alone.
Goodnight Emerald City, this one's for you! Cheers!
Saturday, September 3, 2011
This is Rediculous!
This crazy calving occurred at Seward Glacier in Tracy Arm (south of Juneau) to the boat that went in right after us. The woman in the video who fell, had a compound fracture of her femur. They were WAY too close!
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Broke Bells 'The High Road'
it's like the Mario Brothers meet Death Cab. My internet it too slow to watch the music video, but I like the song, so I hope it's cool. enjoy!
The End of August
It was a very rainy week with sea otters,
spawning salmon,
and low goats*.
*not my photo (thanks Bruce, even though you only tipped $150, you did leave some great shots.)
spawning salmon,
and low goats*.
*not my photo (thanks Bruce, even though you only tipped $150, you did leave some great shots.)
Friday, August 19, 2011
Summer Photos
me being a bear
Lamplugh Glacier
George Island
A very tired bee (too much pollinating) at Lamplugh Glacier, Glacier Bay.
Gumby Suits
Lamplugh Glacier
George Island
A very tired bee (too much pollinating) at Lamplugh Glacier, Glacier Bay.
Gumby Suits
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Glacier Bay, Alaska
Hello everyone! I'm here at the Glacier Bay lodge at Bartlet Cove. We are a day into my second week of my final rotation - only six weeks and six days to go! I was going to post several photos from the past few months, including ones from an awesome hike at Lamplugh Glacier, Danny and his truck, and others - but I just learned that I erased my latest round of photos, and the Lodge's internet is not fast enough to upload such photos as me with a horse, Danny laying in the grass looking very relaxed, or a tern I saw in Eastern Washington, of which I already had on my laptop. Instead here I am kvetching about what I'm not able to do. Such as drink alcohol, see my boyfriend, or upload the photos I wanted post - or retrieve the ones I erased.
In better news, I am on break right now, so I have a leisurely hour and a half to doodle around on the internet before I need to head back to the boat. It's sunny today, and our guests this week seem pretty nice. We've had a lot Southerner's on board lately (the one's who think Liberal is a dirty word and FRACKING is good for the environment) including this week, and it makes for very interesting cocktail hour conversations (such as how 'them minorities are filling up our universities so the 'smart' [aka, white] kids can't get in).
Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the work. I stay busy all day, I'm able to save good money, the tips are awesome, Alaska is beautiful, and the whales make me giddy, but sometimes I can get a bit restless when I think about home and the one's I miss. I am very excited to get back to school in the fall, and to take on PreCalc, Anthropology, and Biology at Seattle Central Community College. My current 3.8 GPA probably won't last with such challenging classes, but I will do my best. These upcoming fall and winter quarters I will begin my application process to a University - probably the UW and a couple of others in the northwest United States (Hawaii?)- which is also a source of nervous excitement for me. Within these next few months I hope to figure out what my major will be when I transfer, and set myself up for some sort of career path... maybe. This will be my final year at Seattle Central from which I will receive my Associated of the Arts. As for what my major/minor will be... who knows? As much as I love and enjoy art, I don't think that is the path I will go down. If I did decide to peruse art seriously, I would want to to go an art school - which is just too much money and there is not a good enough guarantee that I will have work after. There are many subjects I find interesting, so the choice is not easy... I plan on taking a wide range of classing this next year (thus Anthropology and Biology) and really get my feelers out there. We'll see...
I will get back to Seattle with the boat on Friday, September 23rd, and then school starts that Tuesday, the 27th. I'll move back into my cozy apartment on Pike, and maybe get a part time job. Well, at least think about it. This November, I am scheduled to have a showing of my paintings at a local sandwich shop in Ballard. Unfortunately, the owner wants many more works than I currently have, so on top of my challenging classing this fall, I'm going to have to crank out at lest five (or ten) more paintings. I've already starting planning and sketching them out, but I won't be able to start them until I am home where I have not only the time and space, but the paints, brushes, and canvases. A week before I left for the boat in June, I can across an awesome yard sale where I picked up five large, well made canvases and a larger easel (than the one I already had) to work on - all for only $30! Yeay for yard sales! I am now well stocked and very stoked. :)
Well, back to work for me... until next time,
PEACE!
In better news, I am on break right now, so I have a leisurely hour and a half to doodle around on the internet before I need to head back to the boat. It's sunny today, and our guests this week seem pretty nice. We've had a lot Southerner's on board lately (the one's who think Liberal is a dirty word and FRACKING is good for the environment) including this week, and it makes for very interesting cocktail hour conversations (such as how 'them minorities are filling up our universities so the 'smart' [aka, white] kids can't get in).
Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the work. I stay busy all day, I'm able to save good money, the tips are awesome, Alaska is beautiful, and the whales make me giddy, but sometimes I can get a bit restless when I think about home and the one's I miss. I am very excited to get back to school in the fall, and to take on PreCalc, Anthropology, and Biology at Seattle Central Community College. My current 3.8 GPA probably won't last with such challenging classes, but I will do my best. These upcoming fall and winter quarters I will begin my application process to a University - probably the UW and a couple of others in the northwest United States (Hawaii?)- which is also a source of nervous excitement for me. Within these next few months I hope to figure out what my major will be when I transfer, and set myself up for some sort of career path... maybe. This will be my final year at Seattle Central from which I will receive my Associated of the Arts. As for what my major/minor will be... who knows? As much as I love and enjoy art, I don't think that is the path I will go down. If I did decide to peruse art seriously, I would want to to go an art school - which is just too much money and there is not a good enough guarantee that I will have work after. There are many subjects I find interesting, so the choice is not easy... I plan on taking a wide range of classing this next year (thus Anthropology and Biology) and really get my feelers out there. We'll see...
I will get back to Seattle with the boat on Friday, September 23rd, and then school starts that Tuesday, the 27th. I'll move back into my cozy apartment on Pike, and maybe get a part time job. Well, at least think about it. This November, I am scheduled to have a showing of my paintings at a local sandwich shop in Ballard. Unfortunately, the owner wants many more works than I currently have, so on top of my challenging classing this fall, I'm going to have to crank out at lest five (or ten) more paintings. I've already starting planning and sketching them out, but I won't be able to start them until I am home where I have not only the time and space, but the paints, brushes, and canvases. A week before I left for the boat in June, I can across an awesome yard sale where I picked up five large, well made canvases and a larger easel (than the one I already had) to work on - all for only $30! Yeay for yard sales! I am now well stocked and very stoked. :)
Well, back to work for me... until next time,
PEACE!
Friday, May 20, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Springtime in Seattle
Lots of show posters on Pine St.
Okay, so I'm a little obsessed with the pink flowers outside my apartment... the following is the petal-pink snow blowing around in the wind.
Fremont Market treasures...
Back porch, Sunday afternoon BBQ
Monday, January 24, 2011
Biche and Solomon Dive Adventures, Solomon Islands
I found a conch shell!
Local hand-carved signage.
MEEEE!! I did seven dives over five days. I did one night dive, and the deepest I went was down to 130 feet. It was amazing!
A burial sight for warriors.
A burnt boat... obviously.
Our guide getting us some coconuts to drink while on a hike to a nearby village.
Local dug-out canoes.
A cave where, a hundred years ago, women went to give birth.
Pet eels...ew.
Chickens... I wanted to kill these guys.
Cherepoana, Solomon Islands
This was our dinning room, living room, beach-front porch, and bedroom...all in one.
Camo orchids
His and hers showers. It was just a bucket of rain water and a soap bar, and looked right out to the ocean - since there was no curtain either.
more orchids
The 'small house' or bathroom, consisted of a dock, a hut, and a towlet with a hole in the floor to feet the fishes. Luckily it was on the other side of the island we swam on, but the island is still only a couple hundred feed across.
SHARK! Danny took this one.
This was a six year old's pet. He 'rescued' it from it's nest as a baby.
Camo orchids
His and hers showers. It was just a bucket of rain water and a soap bar, and looked right out to the ocean - since there was no curtain either.
more orchids
The 'small house' or bathroom, consisted of a dock, a hut, and a towlet with a hole in the floor to feet the fishes. Luckily it was on the other side of the island we swam on, but the island is still only a couple hundred feed across.
SHARK! Danny took this one.
This was a six year old's pet. He 'rescued' it from it's nest as a baby.
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