tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19050200882371783592011-08-29T03:10:07.990-08:00On my quest to find true happiness and the adventures along the way.orionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03388143744143708719noreply@blogger.comBlogger601100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1905020088237178359.post-8309856709895949322010-10-01T23:25:00.000-08:002010-10-01T23:25:36.357-08:00

So...I know. It's been a bit.  Family friends lost their house in a fire started by a stray burn barrel ember.  Luckily, they happened to be at Sunday night Bible study.  Sadness. I've flown across the country and back.  We buried my great-uncle at Arlington.  Tears. In the midst of the funeral preparations, my cousin miscarried ten weeks into her pregnancy.  Either something was wrong with

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I checked my followers on Twitter the other day, and it seems the network is not sending me any more emails when someone new follows me.  Lo and behold, my first celebrity: The first and last time I conversed with Heidi Montag was in Vegas during my sojourn in February.  This was post-crazy surgery, pre-kicking Spencer Pratt to the curb.  She was under the heavy influence of something (possibly

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Everyone is messed up one way or another.  Not a single person has not been damaged in some way.  Of course, some more than others.  It's the lot we draw in life, the cross to bear. My upbringing, I can say unabashedly, was really amazing.  I was fortunate enough to have two loving parents who always provided more than I could ever want.  I visited my extended family on both sides often.  Silver

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It's been a gorgeous past week and a half.  Great weather for hanging outside, hunting and fishing and hosting a yard sale.  Not being inside languishing from the lack of vitamin D has felt good for my skin and my soul.  Alaskan weather has blessed up with an Indian summer this year, probably to make up for the rain with all the raining and rain with the sheets of rain and buckets and

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Thank you so much to the kind comments and suggestions about the photographs. The blogging world never ceases to amaze me with feedback.  For real, I would make all of your my Fellowship of the One Ring.  We would be a ragtag, special group that would probably not make it out of Rivendell before Orcs shot us with arrows and then that One Eye would see us because SOMEONE (I'm not mentioning whom

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Hello my loverly cyberpartners.  I have decided to shed that generic design and import a photograph I shot myself over the waters of the Pacific Ocean.  It was the day I was flying home to Alaska from Ibiza, Spain.  I saw three sunrises in one day, and this one was the most breathtaking. I'm honestly at a bit of a conundrum at the thought of reviving the 'Daily Photo' section.  I halted the

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I'm not going to state much on today's ninth anniversary of an event that will be in America's consciousness for a great while to come, but it's something that I remember every time I take my shoes off to progress through airport security. It's something I remember when all the flights were grounded and how silent the air was over my house. It's something I remember when I see a photograph of

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The fable of the ugly duckling is fairly well known.  I believe it starts something like a duckling hatches and he's butt fugly, with all his siblings poking fun at his less desirable looks, then grows up to be the most beautiful swan, yadda etc, until someone shoots him and dresses him as Christmas dinner.  At least, that's how it formulated in my head. I'm pretty sure I'm the Benjamin Button

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I was so exhausted from the past few days that I slept for eleven hours last night.  Haven't done that since uni.  (Or maybe last month, dontjudgeme.)  Both my mother and nephew have been released from the hospital, so there have been many visitors to entertain and meals to cook.  I needed some time to myself to zone out with all the influx of stimuli, so I decided to pick up the dog waste and

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As 'summer' draws to a close for the northern hemisphere, I would just like to reflect on a period that drastically changed my life.  The direction is still a pale blue dot in the blackness of the universe, but I have faith that I'll be heading somewhere full of light and magic. Summer is in quotations because the Alaskan one this year was pretty rainy and damp.  There were a few days of

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You know how you should be doing one thing and end up doing the complete opposite?  I'm finding this bootie is not staying on as often as it should be.  Also, I didn't wear it to my foray at the discount theatre to watch Twilight Saga: Eclipse.  Don't judge, my grandmère wanted to watch.  Even though she fell asleep forty-five minutes in.  Being a senior citizen rocks! *** So I have spent a

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I know one location where people have to be and every single person does not want to be there.  There are hacking coughs, snotty children running amok, and wheezing seniors. Yes, the dreaded Emergency Waiting Room.  I suspect it is modeled after Purgatory. As I have spent the past few weeks visiting recovering relatives and attending to my own health, I can't help but notice the SAME patrons

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I was always a snazzy dresser. I was conversing with my mother about queries I posed as a child.  I apparently was a hugely inquisitive lad who always made observations on any subject.  Here are a few stellar interrogations: "Mother, why have the clouds fallen?" "It's just fog." "Father, why do we see people once and never see them again?" "That's just the way of the world, son." "

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"Edward Cullen!  Why are you in Harry Potter?" My grandmother doesn't understand that actors can play more than one character.  I suppose she's allowed after six children and living in seven countries. *** I did the 'big move' last weekend.  I absolutely abhor packing, loading, unloading, unpacking.  Funny enough, I'm satisfied with organizing my possessions before and after moves.  That's

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There are two types of people in this world: Those who start fires. And those that put them out.

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I found out that in a pinch, all my worldly possessions can packaged up and moved in two hours with four able-bodied people (three of whom are women). I accessed that soft tissue injuries in your foot can severely dampen plans to construct a fire pit, mow a two-acre farm, and clean out a seven-roomed house. I determined that it takes someone longer to choose a WPA key than it does for me to

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Just a quick note, I've had three life changing events happen to me since Friday morning.  Please excuse me for lack of posting and terrorizing the internet.  I do hope to explain what has happened in the next few days, as the audience loves it when a blogger vomits all over a website. Thank you for all the love and comments and support.  I really think without this blog and 20sb.net I would be

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Congrats Denise and Jeffrey, it was the Eiffel Tower.  Eagle eyes! Eiffel Tower, Paris, FranceClick photo to enlarge. This was the first photo snapped with my iPhone.  Great way to bust a camera cherry, I think.

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This is a haikuIt does not make any senseRefrigerator

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I love zoos. Some people say it's cruelty to animals, locking them up like that. I'm all, where do I sign up? A place to live with free meals and a bunch of people staring at me all day? Awesome. On a more serious note, most zoological organizations around the world are great contributors and proponents of conservationism. It was a hot and lazy day when I visited the Cincinnati Zoo and

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Can you guess the monument? Hint:  It was initially scheduled to be demolished after its original purpose.

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Can someone please explain what everyone is thinking in this photo?  I certainly have no idea. And yes, those are three girls dancing together.  I can't even...explain. It was a crazy weekend.

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T REX DEVOURS HIS PREY...voraciously. Time to gird your loins, he may be after you next.

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T REX STALKS HIS PREY...silently. Club patrons are not safe anymore...

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I've always had a healthy love for water.  Rain, ponds, lakes, rivers, ocean.  I have always been a good swimmer, and have grown up in places close to water.  I don't know how I would handle living in, say a desert environment, or a landlocked country without quick access to some sort of reservoir. I also have what one might call sea legs.  I can quickly adapt, whether it's a thirteen foot river

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One person Dublin, Ireland is obsessed with: Dónal Ó Conaill.  Or rather in plain English, Daniel O'Connell. Really, how much more Irish can one get?  Best known for his repeal of the Act of Union and Catholic Emancipation, Dubliners talk fondly of Mr. O'Connell.  The nineteenth century political leader inspired men such as Mahatma Gandhi and Martin Luther King, Jr. O'Connell has left his mark

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One of the perks (or downfalls) of travelling to and from Alaska is the layover in Seattle, Washington.  I've used these stops on more than one occasion to visit Olive's family, who live in a town about thirty minutes north of downtown Seattle.  I really like Seattle's iconic skyline, the nearest legitimate American city to Alaska.  There is one landmark in particular I strain to see on the drive

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Typically in Spain, an area has two names.  España is divided into seventeen autonomous communities, akin to states.  It dates back to before there was a unified Kingdom of Spain.  Each community was a separate kingdom or fiefdom, which in turn had their own dialect of Latin.  The most dominant, Castilian, evolved into what is now modern day Spanish.  Yet to this day, the many other dialects are

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Since Wikipedia decided their article of the day was Tulsa, Oklahoma, the first even that popped into my head about Tulsa was their Hard Rock Hotel-Casino. The Hard Rock Cafe franchise is world-renowned as a joint to have a good meal and check out awesome memorabilia.  I always check if a city or nearby location has a Cafe or Hotel-Casino.  I suppose it stems from taking holidays apart from my

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Sitting on the couch, iPhones, after a day of mowing the two-acre lawn. Roommate Jade:  Well well well, if it isn't the Three Stooges. We all grunt. Jade:  Who dragged grass and dirt all over the floors?? Me:  I took my boots off downstairs, and I wear flip flops in the house because my great-grandmother... Jade, Ivor, Ross:  WAS JAPANESE!  WE KNOW!! Ross:  I dunno babe... Jade:  Ivor! 

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The roommates turned the television to the Cowboys at Bengals game in Canton, Ohio.  I was watching it mostly for the Hall of Fame interviews, and I have a special affinity for Cincinnati: I experienced a trip within a holiday.  I was meeting up with a friend in San Antonio, Texas.  Halfway through we were switching to Cincinnati, Ohio.  I assumed we were making the drive, not so.  My friends

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Roommate Ivor just woke me up in three ways: his car coming up the driveway, the tapping on all six of my windows, and his ringtone. "SHOTS SHOTS SH-SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SH-SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS SHOTS EVERYBODY!  The ladies love us, when we pour shots... They need an excuse, to suck our..." Me:  Hello? Ivor:  Heeeeeey. Me:  Are you locked out? Ivor:  Yes. Me:  Let me dress first. So

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I've stood under some of the most celebrated domes: St. Peter's Basilia in Rome, St. Paul's Cathedral in London, Il Duomo in Florence, Les Invalides in Paris, the United States Capitol in Washington, D.C.  Each one has different features that leave my head spinning.  The magnitude and craftsmanship are mind-boggling. Palacio de las Leyes, San Juan, Puerto RicoClick photo to enlarge. I think the

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A running commentary of G.I. Joe: Rise of the Cobra. Spoilers ahead, if you haven't seen this amazing piece of cinema... Me: I don't know why theaters don't use BluRay players.  I would totally watch more movies at the box office if it was this high quality. Roommate Ivor: You also like being able to pause and add subtitles. Me: Hey man, I'm ESL here! Ivor: I remember those kids in

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One major source of pride for Alaskans is that North America's tallest summit is located near the south central heart of our non-continental state.  On clear days, the mountain can be seen from Anchorage rising from the northern horizon.  It's a lucky day when you can spy The High One, something that is usually put down as one's Facebook or Twitter status. The Summit, Mount Denali, AlaskaClick

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Any time a film wants to establish that the locale is truly London, all the director has to include is a shot of the clock tower at the Palace of Westminster. The same could be said for a traveler wishing to convey the location of one's holiday. Big Ben, Palace of Westminster, LondonClick photo to enlarge. It's a bit of a misnomer that the clock, clock tower, or even the attached Houses of

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One year ago I was flying first class on Alaska Airlines for a week with my little sister Maria and Olive's family for a pre-school break to Maui.  Olive's dad's boss owns a condo right off South Kihei Road, with easy access to Kamaole Beach II.  I had previously spent three Christmas holidays on Maui, but always in Lahaina.  Kihei is located on the south side of Maui, with hardly any

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I like climbing objects or ascending skyscrapers. The feeling of accomplishment standing atop a precipice and drinking in the surroundings is astounding.  I stand at the edge when most people hold back. Top of El Castillo, Xunatunich, BelizeClick photo to enlarge. The second tallest structure in the country of Belize, El Castillo is a pyramid around 40 meters (130 feet) above the square mile

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Again the internet connection around The Palace has been a downright red-headed stepchild.  It acts as though we do not pay the bill in a timely manner and lock it in the crawlspace with the local orphans to be gnawed on by the local shrew population.  It's becoming very exhausting to unplug the router for five minutes, ding the wireless connection from the laptop, and sacrifice a dead chicken

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Scene: Rehashing the previous night's events of barhopping. Roommate Ivor: "Do you remember dancing around in just your unders?" Me: "You mean my boxers?  You know, in some parts of the world those are considered shorts." Ivor: "Well, this ain't Europe, this here 'Merica!" Me: "Thank you, George W."

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The reason I started reading blogs again was because I stumbled upon the Bloggie Awards 2009.  Under the Travel section was one with an unusual name: Camels and Chocolate. The writing was compelling and the photos fantastic.  Here was a fellow world traveler who decided to share her experiences, and I immediately read the whole website in one sitting.  Kristin Luna had the dream job, traveling

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The first time I visited Vegas, I was two months shy of my twenty-first birthday. Everyone lamented that fact, but actually I relished being able to walk around during the hot day and laugh at the stumbling gamblers. I only had a half-day layover, as I was on my way to visit a friend in Los Angeles. I knew I was just taking inventory, logging a feel for the Strip when I would inevitably return.

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I cannot recommend enough booking a cruise. Free food, good drinks, and an opportunity to meet a vast demographic of nationalities. A chance to visit as many or as few counties as one chooses; a floating all-inclusive resort. My friend Olive and I planned a seven day cruise for our Spring Break this year. We chose Royal Caribbean International for our vendor, sailing aboard the MS Serenade of

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In a misguided effort to keep some semblance of a routine here, I will start posting everyday.  Even if it's just a photo and short story.  I have thousands of photos: some out-of-focus, too dark, of less desirable objects (RE: the time I shot a photo of vomit in Las Vegas' New York, New York bathroom urinal because I was plastered and it was the most hilarious thing to me at that time, even

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"Make the world better." - Lucy Stone, American abolitionist and suffragist This fills my day with joy. One comment that made one person laugh enough to comment back. I think that's why we are in this game of life. To make each other smile.   Posted on finslippy.

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"Now why did I do that?" - Major-General Sir William Erskine, 2nd Baronet; British Army Officer There have been intermittent internet connection here at The Palace. Seemingly at random times as well. We've graphed and charted the biscuits out of the service, yet there is no discernible pattern. Although it does happen at the most opportune moments: Need to find a recipe for chimichangas? Just

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"Be sure to play 'Blessed Lord' tonight — play it real pretty." - Martin Luther King Jr., American civil rights activist I usually have some form of music playing. Whether it be Bach or Flo Rida, I have a pretty eclectic taste. Actually, a friend told me once after looking through my iTunes that it was 'schizophrenic.' To-may-to, to-mah-to. I just simply love music. It has the power to

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"...it's better to burn out then to fade away." - Kurt Cobain, American singer-songwriter Dear Apple iProducts, Thank you so much for releasing a beta version of OS 4.0. I abstained from downloading this operating system at first. Yet every time I activated iTunes, there was that message: iTunes has detected a new update is available! The first few times, I just ignored the text. My iPhone

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"It's very beautiful over there." - Thomas Edison, American inventor I've waited 25 years for this day. Ever since I could fathom what a World Cup title meant to my hometown, nay my nation; it was a great achievement that never graced the national team. Until 11 July 2010. The final match against Holland was without beauty. There were too many yellow cards played by referee Howard Webb. [

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"So here it is!" - Cleopatra VII Philopator, last Egyptian pharaoh This is what it all crumbles down to: all the hoping, wishing and praying since 11 June. South Africa has held our rapt attention for a month. Vuvuzelas across the globe sounded with each goal. Expletives yelled with each errant ball. One fútbol sovereignty united with a single thought: the Champion of the 2010 FIFA World Cup.

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"Oh, yes; it is the glorious Fourth of July. It is a great day. It is a good day. God bless it. God bless you all....Thomas Jefferson!"- John Adams, 2nd President of the United StatesHe wants his hair back.Somewhere in Australia, Hugh Jackman's lawyers are drafting a suit. I HAD THE LOOK FIRST!Happy Independence Day, America. Here's to 234 more years.Be safe, have fun, exercise your rights. I

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"Whatever the result may be, I shall carry to my grave the consciousness that at least I meant well for my country." - James Buchanan, 15th President of the United States Growing up in Barcelona, it was only natural that I was obsessed with fútbol. For a while, it was all I could think about. School projects, clothing, trainers, posters. All were related somehow to the game. I couldn't wait

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"Todo mortal..." [All mortal...] - Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer, Andalusian post-romanticist writer This is how I spent ten days in July 2008. It was one of the most amazing holidays in regards to party, fun, nightlife, and dancing. Ibiza is a tiny 571 km² (220 sq mi) Balearic island off the mainland Spanish coast of Valencia. I never had the opportunity to vacation there, even though it was so

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"The nourishment is palatable."- Millard Fillmore, 13th President of the United StatesI am always a bit sad to celebrate 21st June. Although it's the 'official' start to summer, here in Alaska it's already been awesome weather for a bit or still snowing. What most people forget is after today, daylight starts fading. The earth tilts back towards to the infinite blackness away from the sun.I've

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"Drink to me, drink to my health, you know I can’t drink any more." - Pablo Picasso, Spanish painter By the urging from one of my pregnant friends, I logged onto target.com to look through her baby registry and assess if she needed another registry at a different chain. An item on the list caught my eye: Me: Nipple brush?? Her: For the bottles, get your mind out of the gutter! Me: Nipple

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"Ille facit." [He will do it.] - Karl IX, King of Sweden Today was the wedding of Victoria, Crown Princess of Sweden and Daniel Westling. I caught parts of the ceremony on YouTube, CNN and BBC. I was able to piece together the jist of the arrangement, with both partners agreeing to support each other through their binding union. Short, simple, sweet. What wrestled my attention is how happy

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It's in my blood. My family is scattered across several regions of the world and I have logged many airplane journeys. My first plane ride alone was when I was five, to visit a grandmother 3,000 miles away. I remember being seated near the rear of the plane, several of us non-chaperoned fliers corraled for the flight attendants. I also remember being armed with strawberry Poptarts and sour cream

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I haven't told any of my family or friends that I have started this endeavour. I hesitate to do so because I believe it will cause me to censor the written content. That being said, if someone happens upon this site, I wouldn't deny it. I will probably use nicknames or initials whenever mentioning those who are in my daily life. I'm not the kind of person who bounds around and won't shut up about

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So, I have maintained a blog around ten years ago. I wish the archived files or even the account was active, because OMB those would be great for Cringe. Unfortunately, I came home one day and the computer was missing from the family room desk, one square and one rectangle faded spots on the surface. Turns out, HP Gateways CrystalScans can crash when your three year old brother who knows how to

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...to quote a very great and lovely Book.I have started this project for myself. Today is my birthday and I wanted a medium to perserve my memories and experiences. I may not be the most eloquent writer, yet all that matters is that I am here, now, reality.

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