Friday, December 16, 2011

Movie Title/Year/Character

Sex and the City 2 2010 Carmen Garcia Carrion
Nine 2009 Carla
G-Force 2009 Juarez
Broken Embraces 2009 Lena
Vicky Cristina Barcelona 2008 Maria Elena
Elegy 2008 Consuela Castillo
The Good Night 2007 Anna / Melodia
The Passion Within 2007 Lupe Sino
Volver 2006 Raimunda
Bandidas 2006 Maria Alvarez
Chromophobia 2005 Gloria
Sahara 2005 Eva Rojas
Noel 2004 Nina Vasquez
Head in the Clouds 2004 Mia
Non ti muovere 2004 Italia
Gothika 2003 Chloe Sava
Fanfan la tulipe 2003 Adeline La Franchise
Masked and Anonymous 2003 Pagan Lace
Waking Up in Reno 2002 Brenda – Spanish Woman
Vanilla Sky 2001 Sofia Serrano
Sin noticias de Dios 2001 Carmen Ramos
Captain Corelli’s Mandolin 2001 Pelagia
Blow 2001 Mirtha Jung
All the Pretty Horses 2000 Alejandra
Woman on Top 2000 Isabella Oliveira
Volavérunt 1999 Pepita Tudó
All About My Mother 1999 Hermana Rosa
The Hi-Lo Country 1998 Josepha O’Neil
The Girl of Your Dreams 1998 Macarena Granada
Talk of Angels 1998 Pilar (as Penelope Cruz)
If Only… 1998 Louise
Don Juan 1998 Mathurine
Abre los ojos 1997 Sofía
Carne trémula 1997 Isabel Plaza Caballero
A Scent of Paradise 1997 Doña Helena
Love Can Seriously Damage Your Health 1996 Diana Balaguer
Not Love, Just Frenzy 1996 Laura
La Celestina 1996 Melibea
Brujas 1996 Patricia
El efecto mariposa 1995 Party guest
Entre rojas 1995 Lucía
Todo es mentira 1994 Lucía
Alegre ma non troppo 1994 Salomé
La ribelle 1993 Enza
The Greek Labyrinth 1993 Elisa
Per amore, solo per amore 1993 Mary
Belle epoque 1992 Luz
Jamón, jamón 1992 Silvia
I won the government lotto again, selected for jury duty.

Dear xbox 360 w/ kinect

Dear innovators of the xbox 360 Kinect feature,

     I appreciate your technology but I think real movement is better. Your sports pale in comparison to the real deal. Your games feel like poorly disguised exercise, of which running on an elliptical would be more entertaining. The only reprieve you have is your dance games, however most are poorly suited to the average user. These games are difficult to manipulate, hard to understand, and only contain benign movements that are easily learned and just as easy to tire of. Why pay $50 for a game whose only merits are that one is able to "play" tennis at four in the morning? Kinect Sports are dull and lack the edge of competition that one gets while really playing. It's like sitting a gambler in a betting game where they don't even use real money. Just Dance has aggravating controls, especially for those who are not precise in movement (you shake a little bit while manipulating the invisible controls and the sensor thinks you selected something else, perhaps don't use up and left right in the same hand). The only game I found worthwhile for the kinect's abilities was Dance Central, easy to manipulate, fun to play, and works up a little sweat. How has technology that has been available for a year, given us so little? My review? Not worth the $100 price tag, save your money for the 250 gb xbox 360 console (vs. the $100 less 4gb console).

-Sincerely,

Dissatisfied Kinect user

Monday, December 5, 2011

Another Dance Tutorial video

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uy-XQzPn4fU&list=PLC39C881779428BCC&index=12&feature=plpp_video

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Bilingual Education Survey

If you haven't taken my survey.....
Please take my survey regarding attitudes on bilingual education:https://www.surveymonkey.com/s/rachelpsychthesis20112012

and if you have taken my survey, tell others about it....

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Before December

and I already have my Christmas letter ready to send out, most of my Christmas presents bought and wrapped, and most of my classes wrapped up and done.....

IRB approval

I just got my approval to start collecting data for my thesis!!!! Start early... finish early?

Friday, November 25, 2011

Amazon Prime

Amazon has been giving me a free prime account for three months but just took it away from me when they checked out my account for something else and realized I shouldn't have been on the prime anymore without paying their $40 fee... I miss my free shipping!

Friday, November 4, 2011

Always wanting something else...

Christmas wish list:

Better bras
An awesome phone that works perfectly and is drop-resistant
Geocache account
Movies in Spanish
Penélope cruz movies (I have Volver)
2dye4 shirt that will fit me
awesome black work shoes that are fit for old ladies with delicate feets
An extra pair of glasses just in case
really nice razor (you know those single razors for $10....)

Only practical and useful things
(like food or something more imaginative or useful in other countries/travel?)

I am not a perfectionist, I just don’t like to make mistakes

There was a really cool picture submission for the Embracing Our differences poster competition, it was a garden with smooth green grass and daisies all around. There was a short picket fence in the center that was in the shape of a circle and took up about a quarter of the grassy area. A sign in the front proclaimed, “Reserved for the perfect.” Sometimes I think about this poster and I find humor in the fact that there was nothing but grass and daisies inside and outside the perfect garden. This Eden was too small for more than a couple persons, though it was empty. None of use are perfect, and why would we want to be? We would have no company and if we did it would be way too crowded to enjoy the little garden of paradise. Perhaps it is the ego that believes in perfection and there is not enough space for more than one “perfect” ego in the world. More than likely, as this was a poster embracing differences, there is not perfection in the literal sense. There is only humanity, we find perfection in our differences. 

(Yesterday)


Today in psychology we had to give our own personal definitions of sexual desire, write them on cards anonymously with our gender and sexual orientation and then the teacher read some out loud and we tried to guess if the descriptions fit for a man or woman and of what orientation. For each one she read, the class guessed female and straight (as that is the majority of the class). She started to read mine, immediately a girl yelled out, “man” and then when the teacher had finished she confirmed that this must be of someone who was bi, and she seemed pretty adamant too. Apparently my sexual desires are perceived as those of a bisexual man, should I be alarmed or is this just New College Shenanigans? 

Verbal Dyslexia


Glabbady Glore
Words are sore,
Abused and eaten
They’ve been beaten

Tip of the tongue
Freudian slip
Word puns
Give me the lip.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

PAD

air beds, floor meals,
dark skin, burger deals,
word games, museums,
SAT comparisons.

Basketball, dodgeball,
proposals in the fall,
brushed teeth, yards of floss,
chicken nuggets in barbecue sauce.

Lengthy showers, midnights at the pool,
arguing a scrabble rule,

TBC

What if

I did not cry
To weep is to admit defeat
and I am still in shock

Restful nights
will become sleepless fights
pillows too fluffed and blankets too tight.

Cooking for love
will turn into fast slop
thrown together, eaten alone.

Lively moments in my car
spent listening to novels
now spent staring at walls.

All men now look like you
None at all similar

Busy weekend!

Heather and I's wall is this Friday!!!


And then... Saturday.....!!!!


And then Sunday.....


Meanwhile I will be with....

After more than one year I can finally use my = sign again!!!!

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Unintended pun?

I was at work the other day. I had gotten sat a 4 top. They were two middle-aged couples. I went over to greet and ask if they wanted drinks. Right away, before answering me, they started talking to each other in another language. I was taken aback. What language were they speaking? I guessed Russian, it didn't sound hard enough to be German. I know very few words in either language, so I wasn't 100% certain either way. They turned to me and gave me their drink orders. I went to the back to get their drinks and ran into Jay Jay and said to her, "I think my table is Russian." She responded quite casually, "Are they in a hurry?" I stopped for half a second then burst out laughing. She looked at me, "No, I think they are speaking Russian and may be from Russia." She laughed a bit too. I continued laughing at the perfect misunderstanding.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

impromptu public speech

My school has had a lack of applications in the past year or so and to try to up the number of people applying they did this thing for fall break to promote the school to high schools near and far. They sent off students with postcards and a mission: talk to you high school career counselor/college counselor about New College and have him or her fill out a simple postcard and send it in and get put into a lottery for $500 cash! Good odds right? In the real lotto, it has been said that you have a greater chance of getting hit by lightning than winning. With this local lotto, I have the same odds as dying in a motorcycle incident (2007). Since there are less than 900 persons able to do this, count on at least half not doing it to begin with (450), about half those not bothering (225). Those odds look super good!  Add in general attrition and the odds would most likely be 1 in a 100. So I have pretty good chance of winning money! Woot. Anyways I meant to be talking about MY experience talking to my own high school career counselor.

Upon driving up to my high school (it had been a while) I was immediately bewildered. I remember where most everything is, and could see what I had thought the administration building was, however it was surrounded by orange tape, piles of dirt, and heavy machinery. Ok, I drove around a new road, recently added and found a close parking lot. I was wondering if they had moved the administration to a new building or if I could access the building I thought was the one from the other side. The parking lot (I am notorious for getting lost in parking garages and being confused in parking lots, and I'm no dumbie-spelling?) was not straightforward though it was one way and I ended up driving in the wrong direction to find a parking spot (I swear I didn't see the arrow 'til it was too late).    

So I go up to the administrative building, which was actually the building I thought it was. I bypass the administrating people and go right up to the guidance/career office (no pass I'm so hardcore lol). I walked right up to him and he actually recognized me and introduced me to the ten or so students who were doing various things in the office as "number one in her class, the one who made me this apple that so many students ask about." When I graduated from high school I got a bunch of fake apples and wrote on them and gave them to the teachers I liked or the people who had helped me a lot (like Mr. A and my personal guidance counselor for VPA). I told him why I had come (talk about New College etc) and he told me I should give a presentation to the students there since the other NCF student hadn't when she came in.

A little nervous I began giving my impromptu public speech. Interesting enough I started by talking about how comfy the new chairs were in the new building. Stupid yes but I soon segwayed into my AOC, how the classes were, thesis, grades, etc. I told them that if they hadn't already they should tour. It was super cool that I felt that I gave a good presentation and didn't actually feel that nervous. I didn't actually forget everything like usual in a speech. Maybe it was that I wasn't prepared to give a speech, the familiarity I have with the subject, or the casual atmosphere that caused me to not fail hard.

travel time, leisure converted to work?

I am obsessed with the idea of effective use of time and making maximum productivity out of the time one has. Lately I have thought that I am effectively "wasting" the time I spend driving. Sure, I kinda can't get around the fact that I need to drive to get places and that this activity can take quite a lot of time (for reference see post regarding what I do with my life, i.e. how I spend my time). I spend hours driving and so far I have used that time to.... drive for one and to listen to music. What a waste of valuable brain time! I could be recording a novel! Or recording anything awesome! Or studying (somehow)! Or improving myself! I have decided to try to use this time more effectively (multi-tasking in effect) by doing more productive things while driving (nothing dangerous). I started an audio book (The Giver). I might try to learn Chinese or some other language while driving. If you have any ideas for activities, let me know.

Monday, October 10, 2011

Fall break goals


                  Make lots of money!
                  Edit thesis lit. review
done           Edit thesis methods and current study
done           Make comprehensive survey for thesis
                  Finish current summaries for thesis
                  Finish Spanish paper
done          Write human sexuality paper
                  Start narratives paper
                  Clean house
                  Yardwork
                  Spain application?
                  IRB application
                  Tutorial plan done
                  Halloween costume? 

Sunday, October 2, 2011

weekend over, homework check

I feel smug in the good amount of homework I have gotten done this weekend.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

9/30/11

Not a polite tug
But a yank
Straight to the backs of my eyes
I feel so feminine
Feminine-Frágil
I don't want to be weak
Escondido en mi espacio
I just want to be held tight
I need some direction
Or I will go back and forth
Swaying the problems
In and out of focus

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Racism and Stereotyping in the workplace

He walks up to me as I stand patiently at the hostess podium, "let's see if I can remember..." I joke with him, and continue while counting on my fingers, "no Hispanics, no Blacks, no Rednecks, no Young People, No Old People, no single people, no kids?" He is all seriousness, "kids are ok." and then his customers' beckon to him. he walks away as a little bell chimes twice to indicate that a door is being opened. I look towards the door and perk up a little, getting back into "Happy Hostess" mode. The incoming couple are older and clearly together. The man has on a grin as I say "two for dinner?" The man responds not with an answer but his own quesiton, "Remember what I told you last time?" Instead of placing the man with what he said, as I have very poor fuciform facial memory, I try instead to remember anything interesting anyone has told me in the past couple of weeks, nothing pertinent comes to mind, so I stutter a bit and smile helplessly. "That's right," He chimes in "Keep on smiling."
Even if I try to describe the story in the terrifying way in which I experienced it, the plot is too comical and extreme to believe in any frightening manner...

I work on my thesis nearly every day, if not in read or written then in thought. I only work at my "real" job 2 or maybe 3 nights a week, however I only have ever had nightmares concerning my minimum wage normally boring job as a waitress...
I believe in God because I fear rejection
A good lecture should yank you out of your self-important daydreams to where you are straining both to hear and understand as well as with your hand in the air to either comment or question.
Melting caramel
Running through rivers of chocolate
Legs like raw chicken
Power under slick skin
Cook it under my tongue's wet glance
I feast tonight!

Sunday, September 18, 2011

split pants soup

I had to retire another pair of pants the other day. They were a faithful friend, free table found, until the final end. It was the jumping that did them in, ripped right down the back. They just weren't ready for indoor dodgeball at Airheads. This is the third pair, the first were my nice black capris when I tried to scale the swing set at NCF and they got stuck on a screw and ripped up the front. The second pair, I'm not sure what happened. I had hopped off my balcony to go to dodgeball and when I got to the tennis courts I looked down and noticed the huge gaping hole in the front, my reaction? Immediately start laughing, sit down and cover up the hole with my hands, while Nicole kept asking me what was wrong.

In three years of college I have split three pairs of pants, now that it is my fourth and last I have one more to go....

Saturday, September 17, 2011

3 letter word
turns into four,
one vulgar
other of "awe."

I only define
what I do
in terms of
my feelings
literally based
on societal
conceptions,
a birth of words
pound the air.
Smack my lips
with chap stick
and thoughts
of the next time
I make **** to you.
Fila de palabras
monótono
monótono
monótono
Tono de sentimientos
que han caído
De la boca abierta
defina esa palabra
Por favor.

A sense of smell

Blanket of comfort
settles into your skin.
I want to slide it over me
Reveling in your smell of night.
Like a newfound childhood memory
I want to reminisce all day long.

Breathe deeply in your presence
Breathe deeply of your presence
Falling out of conscience
With you in my senses.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

the joys of scootering

Florida can never compare to Washington when it comes to the joys of scootering. It's like comparing cross country skiing to the thrill of downhill. The slight danger that occupies scootering makes it even more desirable. I can't put into paragraph words how it feels to me so perhaps I may write a poem.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

When you tell me to speak more and I finally have that urge and an urgency to speak my mind, it is then never my turn and my voice gets lost amidst the mefs.
Those who advocate for natural beauty only do so when that natural beauty coincides with their idealized image of natural beauty

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Possible costume ideas


Bender: A little difficult to pull off 
Han Solo: As a statue, only need tinfoil and silver gloves and black clothes
Army man: green raincoat, green paint, hat, etc. 
Bert: funky looking
Sumo Wrestler


Thursday, September 8, 2011

People have made certain specific assumptions about my habits and my body that have been incorrect and quite puzzling to me. Just because I go to New College and have health concerns doesn't mean I'm instantly vegetarian (as a cause). I guess this is more an attack on vegatarians/vegans though.
Lately, since school started, I've been caught up in a self-produced whirlwind of activity and I'm enjoying this feeling of satisfaction immensely.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

For my baby

My heart's tether
teems with Twix;
fresh and sweet
you fill that fix.

I refuse to miss
the lengthening of your curls,
cooking beans,
couples quarrels.

Break an arm
I'll be your swing.
Tell me again
I'll try to use Bing.

Your shirt as my dress
I'll wait all alone
til clock strikes the hour
For you to come home.

Friday, September 2, 2011

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Fall 2011 prospective schedule








It is still missing dance tutorial practice times or dance class times and meet up times for the Spanish TA tutorial and I am revising my work schedule but this is basically and specifically what my week will look like and in what city I will be in for the next 3 months.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

A sense of.....

I may not be able to beat the world record for being able to hold my breath the longest or by creating the biggest cookie but I can say that I currently* hold the record for fastest track time at the People at Play abridged course, hucked a rainboot the farthest in the women's division at a casual work picnic, and was reigning Pinewood Derby champion in 1996. Each of these ridiculous accomplishments will stand out in my mind the most as the greater achievements in my life (along with eating an entire half gallon of ice cream in one sitting), more so than winning any paper certificates for great efforts in science, math, or reading in high school and more so than becoming volunteer of the month at the local science museum. Who can say with pride that they are able to toss a boot pretty far? Who can say that they know how to operate an Excavator adequately well enough to ring a large tire around a post, bowl a spare using a sideswiping motion with the bucket, fill up two buckets with dirt, lightly knock a soccer ball into the bucket using the teeth of the machine and then slowly slide the ball into another bin, and knock tennis balls off of orange traffic cones? Who can say that they built a super fast Pinewood Derby car (and painted it sparkly red) and beat out all the boys when they were only 6 years old? To me these are immense achievements and I am very proud to say that I can and have done these things.

Back story:

Today I went with several of the G.WIZ! Summer camp staff to the People at Play in Bradenton and learned how to operate an Excavator, utilizing both its brute strength and finesse to complete an obstacle course in record time. It was super fun! We had to wear hard hats (pink!) and safety vests (orange!). 7 of us total. It was definitely worth waking up at 7am on a Saturday. An experience of a lifetime, I highly recommend it, although the price might not be up your alley (upwards of $300?).

Cool story written by my daddy
(cool because it's about me, etc)



100yrs ago, Rachel had her first pinewood derby contest.  She had seen the event when her sister D'ariel had done it and she told me she wanted to "win the big trophy".  I can't remember exactly what I said, but I did try and downplay her expectations a bit.  I had explained that you can either make a fast car or a car that looked cool and could win a prize that way (D'ariel had won a prize for the way her car looked).  Since the "big trophy" was the fastest car she naturally wanted to make a fast car.  I knew there were some serious families competing (multi-sibling winners, etc)(a couple of Dad's even build there own racetrack to perfect the car prior to race day)(the Dad's actually had their own race with cars they had made after the kids were all done).  Anyway the car turned out relatively blah looking and I didn't hold out much hope for speed (D'ariel's car didn't even make it across the finish line - it stopped part way down the flat part of the track)(and they re-ran it several times to see if her car just had a fluke run - nope it never crossed the finish line!).

So Rachel wins her first heat.  And then keeps winning and - you guessed it - she ended up being the fastest car in the room.  Beat out about 100 other cars and won the big trophy!  I was shocked.  Rachel, age 6 or 7, took it all in stride.  When all these other kids came up to congratulate her she always said, "Thanks.  And you did well too."  When the Dad's came up and asked her how she did it, she replied, "we asked for a fast block of wood" (which was actually true when we bought our kit) ...
When life bogs you down, blog it up!

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

mini classes tomorrow

I'm so excited to be back in the swing of school yet today as I sat in Ham sipping on some OJ I felt estranged. So many first years that are so far from the place that I watch them from.

Quote of the day

"when you have to make a hard decision, flip a coin. Why? Because when that coin is in the air... You suddenly know what you're hoping for"

Thursday, August 11, 2011

I wish I could read minds so that I could tell if homeless people are lying when they ask for money for various specific things. Also, a note on hobos, according to a kid at my camp they are "cannibals." Another kid's response to that was that "no, they are homeless men." The complete ignorance of children ftw.

Thursday, August 4, 2011

7/30

The day we met. Before I forget details I should probably document so I can look back and go "aw." It was a Friday. I had a hard week, working 40+ hours in just 5 days (like a regular person!). I had gone on a date every single evening and it had taken its toll on my morale, especially since the first date ended in a nasty letter and the second date ended in awkward uncomfortability. Scratched off both. At work on Friday I had given Mr. H my number to give to his friend because I had decided to just plug ahead and keep going, however I had promised Pat that we would hang out Friday night after he got off work and I was determined to keep this date (he was the guy who I had canceled on several times because I was exclusively dating someone else before and once I was too tired to make the drive). I didn't have to go into work-second job- on Friday because the manager had let me not come in because I told her I was worn out and needed a break. I ended up staying at the camp until 7:30 or so helping with the Harry Potter special event, basically I helped dissect squids (yay!). I had to leave to give me enough time to shower and get ready for my date but ended up hanging out with Nicole for an hour or so before going home. She wanted to hang out with me and got very sad when I told her I already had plans that unfortunately didn't include her. I then tried to back out of my date with Pat so I could keep Nicole company and not let her get depressed. She turned her mood around and insisted that I continue with my date as planned because "this could be the one." My new philosophy with all these dates is "F it, I'll just go" so I showered and got ready for my date and drove the 50 minutes out to Clearwater to meet him.

First impression: well, he only had one picture available and it was a close up shot of his face and he had on sunglasses so it wasn't quite representative at all. He had a pleasant face and almost no hair (on his head and on his face) which always surprises me in a guy (plus in his pic he had some chin hair). He had a very calm/pleasant aura, like a natural way about him. He asked if I wanted to go to the beach or sit and talk by the pool. I opted for pool because driving makes me nervous with new people. He lives in an apartment complex with a beautiful pool with a little path and sitting area right over a lake with couches and chairs, which is were we sat to talk. I took a chair so we wouldn't have that awkward "how close do we sit together on a couch" moment. We talked about all sorts of things and I got a very good impression of who he was by his casual nature and how collected he was, in his mannerisms, gestures, and life history. He made me feel almost completely at ease, except for the "breaking the first physical barrier" moment that always happens with new relationships. Eventually I went over and sat next to him on the couch to get more comfortable physically. My arm touched his but ever so slightly. The night wore on and I started to worry about the 50 minute drive home. Suddenly we were holding hands, but not for long because I wanted to sensually explore and ended up feeling the lines in his hands, his fine arm-hair, and long fingers. I felt like I had known him longer than I actually had. I was very tired and started saying random almost delusional things because it was past 2 in the morning. I wanted to cuddle up next to him and sleep, to feel protected and comfortable. I mentioned being so comfortable, with him, that I could sleep right on that couch outside. Long story short he invited me to not fall asleep driving and sleep over, no funny business, so I did.

I feel this natural connection with Pat that I had not felt with most all my other dates this summer. There is no trepidation that I'll find out some secret or unworkable trait or life style characteristic, only excitement to learn everything and spend every waking and non-waking moment with him. The only thing I'm missing now is the seal of facebook officiality.

Monday, August 1, 2011

Soft Contrast


 Darkened creases
Signify pleasures of the past
Or fantasies of the future.

As long as I am stroking the lines
Connecting you and me
Our presents collide.

Instantaneous connection
Lips, heart, and soul
I had been Urging for the feeling.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is not a nice person.

Sweet 15

"You know why your eyes are so beautiful? Because I can see how much you could care for me when I look at 'em."

The moment you leave and realize that all of your body yearns to turn around.

Stroking an arm for an hour, content with the simple physical contact of hand to hand.

Extreme comfort in the presence of a near stranger.

As if in a past life you had known each other in that deep trust invoking way.

Their voice captivates you as much as what they are saying.

You are not worried about finding out something that could jeopardize the ideality of the relationship but excited to explore the entire concept of the other person.

Oh the things I (over)hear


(1)I don’t have a straitjacket
(2)The last time I had one I was occupied
(1)They didn’t let you keep it did they?
(2)hahaha

Longly put...

From a couple of days ago but posting now...


I feel like I need a moment or perhaps a day. I may just need to go “offline” for a bit. I would rather spend a day with one of my good male friends, hanging out and getting hugs. It is times like these that I find my indestructibility faltering. I think that I have made enemies, not in the sense that they will try to kill me if they see me, but they definitely hold a grudge against me and I’m sure if they had the opportunity they would love to make my life harder for me.

I have met 14 guys from online and this last week I have met some that were more unusual than most. I believe I have been exposed to the type that I would define as “closet asshole.” They will lie to your face to get what they want and when they don’t get it, the real person inside comes out and gives you what for. They have chips on their shoulders and have pronounced opinions about who people are. It’s your basic self-fulfilling prophecy in action. I have been out with guys who have called me names, made racist comments about me, called me ugly, closed minded, dissed my mother, dissed my school, dissed my lifestyle, etc.

I will just be stronger and better equipped to handle the next disaster. Yet, perhaps number 15 will be the one that satisfies all levels in a relationship and is truly who they say they are in action. 

Monday, July 25, 2011

Yeah I baby talk to my cat, what of it?

Sarasota Herald Tribune

http://www.heraldtribune.com/article/20110720/ARTICLE/110729970/-1/news?p=1&tc=pg

This is the camp I was teaching!

Woot I'm (indirectly) in the paper!

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Summer camp

Love hate relationship

Next week is Sci Warts, I better study up on my Harry Potter knowledge as well as the science involved.

Hit and Run lady

Dear irresponsible and rude old lady,

   Number one you are setting quite the bad example. You only get away with what you did because of the failure of our justice system. If I had my way I would reverse plate you and find out your personal information, then I would find you and give you a piece of my mind. Rest assured that karma will get you. Personally I think you shouldn't be on the road and that your license should be revoked. To disregard common courtesy like that was extremely rude. I wouldn't have minded that you gave my car a minor scratch if you had stopped and apologized, because I'm pretty sure I have done more damage to my car in the past (though not on another person's property). I was quite shocked that you had the gall to hit my car when you had plenty of room to back up without touching my car but I guess what should I expect when you had parked in the disabled parking spot (you probably are blind and deaf). I was also quite shocked that you had the gall to continue on your merry way at 5mph when there were plenty of witnesses watching in disbelief at your misconduct. Congratulations for being the daily douche. Actions like this make me pity society and the future of humanity. You should know better, being what looked like 60+ and of all places a Mystics faire (aren't people who go to those things open minded and more genial to general society?). Anyways,

Sincerely,

Shocked and annoyed but assured that karma will get you in the end,

Rachel

LMFAO

I wanna make an LMFAO costume for a wall and only do their style dance. So I need: big goofy glasses, springy black wig, some bling, white shirt/regular shirt, snazzy jacket with only one sleeve, tight party pants, belt, shoes that say party rock

I'm thinking something like this....


Saturday, July 23, 2011

new geocache idea

Geocache flashmob. If it's possible to 'hide' a geocache that is time sensitive. All the geocachers will meet at a certain place at a certain time. It will be a notable Sarasota location with plenty of space and plenty of muggles. The fun will be in pretending you're a muggle until a certain time and then as a group doing something, just like a flashmob!!!!! Now all I have to think of is the place and see if I can utilize the website for my own flashmob purposes....

Geocaching this past month (26 found, 3 hidden)

Stay tuned for a photo log of my geocaching adventures with new and old friends. A great way to bond, have adventures, or break the ice. My new hobby and avenue towards new goals. I want to find all the geocaches in Sarasota! 


My very first geocache find, it was as big as those two little dots



Note the 'micro' size on this geocache

Yay I found it!

It had already been scavenged

But we found it anyways....

I can't believe I couldn't find this the first time I looked, see how big it is?!!!!

This is why geocaching with Nicole is good, she will stubbornly find nearly every one. 

Accidental find? Nope, we were looking for it!

We let Casey do the honors

So much treasure!

Nicole's very first find ever!

The four geocachers July 4th

This sucker was hard to find the way we went

Really? We coulda just gone around?



"Nicole always finds it, Rachel just follows. Bushwacking to the extreme!"


What she took as her prize

How far in the woods are we, care to guess?

Can you tell that it is pouring rain?

We got soaked, but it was worth it!

Accidental photo






What face

The What Face is contagious!

Hanging from a tree

Not proper geocaching attire



camo


Super camo

What looks like it doesn't belong?


Nifty idea

But it was full of ants

Plus the log was stuck inside

But it was still super crafty

I found it, I found it...

Camo of a different kind



I see a theme with the treasures that she chooses

That doesn't really go there...Or does it?



Can you find the geocache?


Soaked log


Disintegrating log

I found this one!

She actually put it back in too far and had to fish it back out so the next geocachers could get to it.

In between a golf course and a back road


Key holder!

I found it 



Whoa, super long!


Camo film cannister






Yes that is my car

Yes I pulled off randomly on the side of the road

Yes I off roaded slightly and backed up right next to that tree

Yes we found it

Finally

Because it was up this high (points)

So high in fact that we used my car as a ladder

To reach that sucker

Where's the bathroom?



Accidental picture that turns out quite nice


Yay camo duct tape!

Ooh a bunch of... trash

That's not treasure! 




If it rains, this will get soaked.

Clever hide and easy find using newfound geosense



Crafting our own treasures

Energy Monsters!

Steven made them

I think they're pretty nifty




They were acting naughty

So we had to contain them


Our first geo hide!


Muahaha come find me!


Why did this take so long to find?

It was right where it said it should be.

Beam!



Look ma, I found it!