Becky Jane

I should go home

Tue, 09 Oct 2007 00:21:42 GMT

Since I don't much feel like talking anymore, here's ALL the pictures I took at Burning Man:
http://www.burning-tsunami.net/Taterpix/index.html

They're not all safe for work. Enjoy.

wtf.

Tue, 09 Oct 2007 00:08:48 GMT

Okay. I've been formulating how to properly put down the Burning Man experience into words, with minimal luck. Then this a.m., I found out danigolden died and now I don't feel like writing anything at all.

In Japan, they don't call it Japan, they call it Nippon.
I'll miss you my friend.

Fri, 07 Sep 2007 23:48:30 GMT

As requested, photographic evidence of my recent adventure:

I loved this art car. It looked even cooler at night, but my camera HATES the dark.

I am a mushroom.
No, really.

I also love the giant ant art car. Please note the headless man in the background, as he was only partially rebuilt at this point.

The Black Rock Roller Disco. How people roller skated in 120 degree weather, I'm not sure, but I appreciate them.

Rover's Pinky performing on our camp's stage.

One freshly rebuilt man.

"Crude Awakening" at night

LED-filled ping-pong balls in pleasing color patterns, for your drug-addled brain.

Double Rainbow

Bicycles and dust

Flags on the playa

I don't have any idea what this was, but it was pretty

The Temple of Forgiveness

This is my favorite picture, ever.

Yarrrrrrr!t car

The Man, as seen from The Temple on the day of the burn (Saturday)

Big Rig Jig. You could CLIMB INSIDE this thing.

A lovely sculpture in front of the roller boogie.

I have no explanation for this.

A little out of order from the rest of the pictures, but here's the original Man. Some freakshow burned him on Monday.

Nice shot of an incoming white-out.

Dana, in her mother's clothes.

Another shot of the double rainbow

Our sign, and stage. Not sure who is performing.

This was an AMAZING piece, that unfortunately only looked good at night under a strobe light and was impossible to photograph. It was powered by stationary bikes.

fireworks

More fireworks

KABLOOIE!!!!

Burn, baby, burn...

Stories available upon request.

I went to Burning Man and you didn't.

Fri, 07 Sep 2007 00:15:26 GMT

... unless you did.

How is everyone doing?

Fri, 21 Jul 2006 19:41:44 GMT

In darker news -

I am so sick of people that I love dying.

Fri, 21 Jul 2006 19:19:30 GMT

Hi there everybody.

So... I live in Oregon now, did I mention that? Yep.
I'm working in Portland at an insurance agency. We mostly sell insurance to companies and rich people. I answer the phones, fax things, do random stuff, and get paid a decent wage to do it. I even have benefits and free parking now.
If anyone was worried that I may have died or had children, fear not. I just don't have internet access at home, and I'm scetchy about using the internet at work. In fact, the only reason I'm updating now is because everyone else is either on vacation or at lunch so I'm free to surf about unrestrained. I found your "happily childfree" site, Phoena, good job! It's what reminded me that I might want to come around here and touch base with everyone. It's also distracting me from my exciting data-entry project, which is always a blessing.

Sorry I'm so out of touch, but things happen. Things like moving into the sticks where there's no reliable 'net connection.

At least I have netflix to keep me company.

Catch you all later.

Wed, 29 Mar 2006 00:25:24 GMT

Still alive.
Hi.

can't hold still

Wed, 01 Feb 2006 15:30:39 GMT

I've moved again! That's me, wild and crazy and never staying put. Or something. The good news is I now live close to PEATE! and AIMEE! and VIRGINIA&TOM! The bad news is, I don't have internet access. Oh well.

Lived through the 2 year mark with minimal angst. It doesn't hurt any less, but it's a familiar pain now. Speaking of which, my brother and I finally got the tattoo we've been meaning to get since Dad died. It looks pretty groovy. Pictures to come later.

Well, I'd better go, I have things to see, bank accounts to close, and cars to drive. Later skater.

Tue, 29 Nov 2005 00:35:39 GMT

To: dreal

You rock my world. Oh yes.
Thanks to you I now have even more awesome powers of photoshop at my fingertips. LOOK OUT.

Wed, 23 Nov 2005 03:01:00 GMT

MORTAL WOMBAAAAAAAT!
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6149754563453670209

brain droppings

Tue, 22 Nov 2005 18:02:22 GMT

A few notes.

* It has been foggy in Sequim for days. Nice thick foggy-fog.
* Fabric softener rules.
* I just found underwear under my coffee table. Either my life is cooler than previously suspected or I am a pig. Or both.
* Someday I will be a rock star.
* Pets are fun!

Tue, 22 Nov 2005 16:43:43 GMT

Dear general public,

"A lot" is two words.
"No one" is two words as well!

Thank you.

Sun, 20 Nov 2005 22:24:27 GMT

In the spirit of the upcoming yultide season (which I am growing ever more weary of yearly) here are the rules to puppysmuggler's traditional holiday water game:

Players-
2 to 37

Equipment-
several gallons of water (drinkable)
pinata filled with dried lima beans and red whips candy
functioning toilet/portajohn

Rules-
Every player drinks 4 8-oz glasses of water
Wait
Whoever has to pee first is the loser and is referred to as "Carol" for the rest of the day
Whoever lasts longest before peeing is the winner and recieves the pinata

Option!
Use coffee instead of water.

kidwhatever and I will be playing sometime next month. This is a game that can really be enjoyed by the whole family, and makes a great tradition. It's also fun to tell your co-workers about and see how many you can convince to play at their christmas parties.

HO HO HO.

Mon, 14 Nov 2005 23:55:23 GMT

Oh my god, Adobe didn't crash when I opened it. I am now afraid to ever close it again.

Today:
I was at work and the music playing was a happy-happy song that I like fairly well even though I've heard it 10 thousand times. I believe it's the song that 6 flags has as their theme... the one with the old guy who dances.
Anyhow, I'm quietly doing paperwork and the circuit is FULL of ladies. There were probably 3 spots left open.
SUDDENLY!!!
A lady SCREAMS from the middle of the circuit "HEY!! Turn on some REAL music!!!!"

3 things.
1) Just because you don't like it doesn't make it fake music.
2) How do you know everyone else isn't enjoying the hell out of it?
3) Shut the fuck up.

So, I turned on some craptacular Cher remixes. That'll teach her.

Fri, 11 Nov 2005 23:28:27 GMT

I went to a Veteran's Day event at the local Coast Guard base today. It was very good, and John Amos was the keynote speaker. Yay, I've finally encountered a celebrity.

Please take a moment or two to remember/thank a Veteran today.

In the year of 1775, my Marine Corps came alive...

Thu, 10 Nov 2005 13:38:09 GMT

Happy 230th birthday, Marine Corps.

Question for everyone

Tue, 08 Nov 2005 00:35:15 GMT

What are your guilty displeasures?
Guilty pleasures is something people love to talk about. Britney Spears. Paris Hilton. Gossip magazines. The Backstreet Boys. Whatever. Guilty displeasures, no one ever mentions.

I can't remember if it was me or kidwhatever or some strange Captain Planet blending of our amazing brains who came up with this phrase, but I love it and I want to know more. So tell me... what do you NOT like that may be socially unacceptable to dislike? For example, not liking kittens would be a guilty displeasure. This is not something you would blurt out in mixed company.

I'll go first.
I do NOT like Shakespeare. I find his work to be annoying and unenjoyable.
I also do not like cheesecake in any form. I don't care how much your mom/boyfriend/girlfriend/dog likes your recipe, it makes me gag.

Okay... GO!

Edited to add:
Scooby Doo is not funny. I don't like him either.

Sat, 29 Oct 2005 20:39:42 GMT

Mozilla does not like my new fixed background journal. This makes the baby jesus cry.

I normally wouldn't do this, but...

Sat, 29 Oct 2005 17:00:29 GMT

I find this oddly amusing. Thank you cloud9freak.

I... have... that... knowledge!

Sat, 29 Oct 2005 16:56:29 GMT

I, in my secret laboratory, have discovered the recipe for the softest, fluffiest, hardest-to-get-out-of bed EVAR. It has taken months of research, garage saling, and thrift store-scouring, but I have done it.

The process is as follows (taken directly from field notes):

FIND and ACQUIRE the following essential ingredients:

2 comforters - $2
egg crate-style foam pad - free
super-deluxe crop-circle patterned foam pad - $5
"mattress protector" cotton pad sheet thing - $9
mattress taken from behind furniture store - free
bed frame - free from mom's garage
bed slats - free (scrap wood stolen from re-roofing project)
down mattress pad - $10 at thrift store
down comforter - $5 at garage sale

Wash everything in giant washing machine at the laundry mat - $10 (includes drying)

Clear a space in your tiny bedroom
Put together bed frame, attempt to put slats in
Go outside and cut 1 inch off all slats
Put slats in bed
Put crappy old mattress in bedframe
Cover mattress with (IN ORDER)
2 old comforters
2 foam pads
down pad
Wrap up top 5 layers with the "mattress protector" to form a vaguely bed-shaped layer of feathery wonder
Cover top "mattress" with a fitted sheet
Make your bed, not forgetting to use the down comforter
Lay down and never get back up ever again. Ever.

Total cost: $41
Total estimated time: 8 months.
I'll leave the "priceless" line to YOU.

Sat, 22 Oct 2005 16:00:01 GMT

I just saw a guy dressed up like a clown driving a pickup.

Sat, 22 Oct 2005 13:26:37 GMT

I had a dream last night that I had multiple facial piercings and they made my face feel heavy.

Nothing further to report.
Hair!

god I'm glad I grew up

Sun, 16 Oct 2005 17:20:33 GMT

So, on Friday I went to the homecoming football game with some amigos (my first since I was in high school myself) which led me to some alarming questions and conclusions.
My questions are:
When did 10 year olds start playing high school football?
Why wasn't our team that good when I was attending?
Do super-low-cut pants look good on anybody?

Conclusions:
I am so glad I am not 16 anymore.
GOD I'M OLD.

Actually I am feeling quite content now. After all, I live in my own house and make my own coffee now, plus I no longer have urges to do strange things to my clothes and hair just to be "different." Not to mention the whole "I can go to a bar if I want to" thing... Yes, despite occasional fits of nostalgia, in the battle between 16 and 26, I'd have to say 26 wins out.

brain lint

Sat, 15 Oct 2005 14:22:27 GMT

I'm giving some mildly serious thought into hosting an exchange student sometime in the next couple years. Has anyone else ever done this? Keep in mind: I am poor.

bring out your dead

Wed, 12 Oct 2005 20:45:25 GMT

I think that I probably have "KCAM" imprinted somewhere on my body from where that truck hit me. Ug. Fever of 101 and I was late for work this morning. Fortunately I only had to stay there for 1/2 hour before Kala (my manager) came and relieved me. Plus, she's going to cover for me in the morning, so I can just come in whenever I want to, which is really nice of her since she lives about 40 minutes away and the club opens at 5:30.

I'm seriously rethinking my "never gets flu shots" stance.

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