Walking Rain

While Chris and I were on the ~RD home to San Diego, and we saw this wonderful rain, walking rain and it looked so tasty in the heat. Soooooooo we decided to inspect.



Sizeing up the road, we checked it out, wind blowing sideways, temprature dropping by ten degrees. It was lovely. tho we agreed that it was time to bail, since the water flowed so hard that we couldn't see the road condition nor the puddles. and we DID want to get to San Diego sometime that night.

PAIN-ting

SO I have been painting quite a bit as of late. And our house is coming alive in pain ....sorry, PAINT and canvas.



So here are my newist and most favorite of all the things that I have done.....The Six.



I had been wanting to do a set of crows. and had been waiting for the right idea and size. While I was biking in Mission Gorge the other evening, i was joined by a crow, cawing and circling, and flying with me for most of the road. it was wonderful. and this crow was backlit by the bright sky, and when I would look forward and see the negative image on the road. and, that is what I decided to paint.

It's ONLY hair.........

SO, as some of you know, I shave my head about once a year, and keep it for a couple weeks/months sometimes.

Today, I shaved the bangs off my head. So I am an official "space monkey" again. It's the best.

I have had more dirty looks in the last 5 hours for my shaved head, than I did the whole time I lived in Philadelphia.

California, the land of hippies and progressive thought.....yeah right. People muttering "dyke" "THAT girls not straight" and the ever lovely "Look at that, ehh."

It's HAIR, just HAIR. It grows back, and I just don't understand why people need to pass judgment on the kind of person that I am or my sexual orientation because I have a particular hair style.

Chadron Nebraska.....town of less than 3,000. People were less offended by my noggin THERE than here in San Diego. People have been down right rude to me here. Passive-aggressive comments from insecure people. Some how, my hair style bothers them so much that they feel the need to be rude to me.

What i don't understand is why people have an issue with a female with a shaved head. I don't even have it CLEAN shaven. It's about 1/8th inch. I feel clean when my head is like this. I feel strong. I feel efficient and noble.

I happen to LIKE the way that I look when I have my hair like this. I think I look beautiful. I feel that people really have to look at ME when I am like this.

and now.....a brief intermission..................RAWK!




And also......PAIN-Ting.......yep. I have been makin some pain'tin lately. Kinda making a mess to be honest but that is what one does, right? Make a mess......

Rule #1: All Super Heros were spandex.

More California Green

Me, realaxing at the West Coast Ocean. Looking out at the water. I miss it.



California, the world that Burns once a year, floods and shakes, and then grows back.
Chris and I took a 6 hour detour, as mentioned befor, and we got to drive through a very burned forest, that was just blooming with beautiful flowers.

Patrica Bowl!

This is just a smattering of some of the awesome climbing that I got to go and do while Chris and I were traveling down the East Side. Patrica Bowl is outside Mammoth. You shouldn't go......it sucks. No Really.

Phantom of Da Opera

So Drew and I went to go and attend the closing performance of Phantom of the Opera, San Diego on Sunday (8.10.08) and decided to make a day out of it. We got up, and went to brunch. It was great. We ate at a place called "Hash House a Go-Go." It may have been one of the best breakfasts that I have ever ordered out! The proportions we a little to big, but at least they were tasty! Whooohoooo.

Then we took a stroll out at Seaport Village near old town, people watched, and hung out shopside near the hammock store.

The show was good too...ha ha