Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Mile High, Baby

I spent last weekend at the Mile High Music Festival with Wanker, Happy Sock, $100 and visiting Prickly Bush from Albany - Awesome time!

Musical highlights included Galactic, Tool, a solo John Butler and a great G Love set. This has to be one of the coolest pictures I ever took.


We managed to smuggle in a ridiculous amount of booze, taped to our thighs (thanks Katie!) and completely defiled the photo booth that was there with KBCO. I think we visited it at least 6 times over the 2 days. I promise you, it'll never be the same.

Wanker spent so much time that weekend surrounded by estrogen that he finished growing his va ja ja (we all knew he had one). Which explains why this is as close as he is ever gonna get to the Mile High Club...

Thankfully, the sand finally fell out of it before the concert on Sunday morning and he stepped up and claimed those tampons he was carrying around in his backpack all weekend.
And this is what happens when the inexperienced try to use the hover method in the porta potties.

We visited the coolest bar EVER on Sunday morning - Sancho's Broken Arrow. I love this place! The bartenders actually locked us girls in and fed us shots for a couple of hours before the Wanker made it back from DIA with $100.


Another cool pic. This mural is in the men's restroom..

Stay tuned for more info on a Benefit at Broken Arrow - Sunday Aug 23rd.

My Mini-Me

I've been spending what time I could on the weekends at the Ren Faire in Larkspur and took my niece this past weekend for her first time.

I'll be taking time out this Saturday to stumble around with the Kimchi celebrating the CKH3 7th Anniversary. Yahoooooo!



Now go update your crappy blog...

yeah, yeah, yeah...

Apparently it takes 4 weeks to consider ones self to be 'from Colorado'. I say this because on my last road trip to Dallas a couple of weeks ago, I caught myself calling a driver in front of me a "stupid Texas asshole". Hahahaaaaaa! If you're gonna drive in the FAST lane, you better go faster than the speed limit or I'm gonna put my truck up your arse.

I wouldn't have been so irritated with him if he had obvious problems, like this guy...

If you look closely, that' a lawn mower he has chairs stacked on in the back. This looks worse than my vehicle when I came out here. "Come and listen to a story 'bout man named Jed" ran through my head.

Suffice to say, I'm glad I'm here. It was 108 when I hit Wichita Falls on my way south. No wonder they have camels there - they feel right at home.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Long time no blog...

Seriously, it cuts into the leisure time I have so much of since January.

Hey - I live in Colorado now! yee haw! Currently living in Piggus Dickus's basement and looking for my own digs in Manitou. Until then I'm working on assimilating all of the Pigs possessions...

Since I've gotten here, I've run a Kimchi hash, a DIM hash, Ren Faire in larkspur 3 times, moved one gazillion boxes, visited the dump in Co Spgs twice, went camping at the Sand Dunes, visited an alligator farm, where I paid $12.50 to see tortoise porn (there'll be You Tube action on that later), left an offering at the UFO watchtower, had Moonlight Pizza (yum), saw Blues Traveler at Red Rocks, drank a 24oz PBR at Knob Hill, drank Boone's farm at 8:00 am scouting trail last Friday and played Cranium with Net's kid on my lap.

I can now find my way to at least 5 liquor stores - You can buy liquor here on Sunday, baby.... no wonder I like it.

So tonight I'm off to my first full moon hash at Red Rocks Canyon - a beautiful place I will most likely visit often.

So, life is pretty good :)

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Why, Why, Why?

From a friend and it made me laugh...

Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are
going dead?

Why do banks charge a fee on "insufficient funds" when they know there is
not enough money?

Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but
check when you say the paint is wet?

Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?

Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?

Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a
revolver at him?

Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?

Whose idea was it to put an "S" in the word "lisp"?

If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?

Why is it that no matter what color bubble bath you use the bubbles are
always white?

Why is never a day that mattresses are not on sale?

Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that
something new to eat will have materialized?

Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum
cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give
the vacuum one more chance?

Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your first try?

How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?

When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping
cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, "It's all right?" Well, it
isn't all right, so why don't we say, "That hurt, you stupid idiot?"

Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off
the table you always manage to knock something else over?

In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when
we complained about the heat?

How come you never hear father-in-law jokes?

The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four persons is suffering
from some sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends -- if
they're okay, then it's you.

My Liver is Broke...

Houston H3 30th Analversary Campout this past weekend at the Flying I Ranch, the site of TXIH 08. Such a cool place and once again, H4 outdid themselves. Many, Many Thanks to Mark Ivey for having us again. Every time I hang out with most of that hash, I laugh so hard my ribs hurt.

I managed to get through 2 hash runs without a)getting killed by the bull, and 2) impaling myself on any jesus thorns like I did last year. The run on Sunday I spent riding around topless on Roll On's 4x4 gator thing with Baby G and Easy Rider, then on the back of the 4 wheeler with GrindSlut. I managed to not only to get the Gator stuck in a mudhole but lose my shirt and my flip flops.

Happily, cuz it was my Fuck Yeah one, Grind found my shirt and made me drink for it. I shoveled horse shit barefooted cuz they made us muck stalls, I brought Kimchi On-On Ale to the Koustin Hash and had way too many shot luges and a whole lot of St Arnold's beer. McPisser fell face first on a log near the fire Friday night and messed up his eye pretty good, then finished off the weekend by egging and pissing on his own car, in the Koustin tradition.

One of the biggest nekkid hashes I've ever been on, surprisingly 95% of the camp joined in. Klosi7 fhreek brought glow in the dark paint and that crap just doesn't come off! Thank God Pull the Plug did his magical shower trick - those things rock!

Xena once again passed out in front of the fire not just once, but 3 times in 2 nights. One of the funniest things I heard all weekend was him walking up to the tent asking Skippy "Hey, would you help me get this cock off my face?"

H4 was thrilled to meet Skippy The Legend... Although Klosi7 fhreek says she wants to be the new Legend. And for the record, Klosi7 is the worst Chaperone ever.

Got to hang out with some of my favorite hashers - Klosi7, Platterpuss, McP, Baby G, 8" Crack, TAF, She Mussel Bitch, Keezer, HogStraddler. And I got to spend some time with some new peeps as well who will make their way on to the fav list - Easy Rider, Mama's Boy, Krusty Kreme, Grind Slut, CumStain, Santa Claus - met lots of new people and hope I get to see them again soon.

Hog and I found a winery on the way there Friday, so we decided it would be appropriate to drink the wine we bought on the way home Sunday.

Eventually, Pork Me Now isn't going to let Hog come out and play with me amymore. I always send him home to' up!

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Pretty in Pink...

Spotted by a friend in her work parking lot today in Plano.


Seriously, WHO would drive that?!? Plano Barbie? Big Gay Ken? A soccer mommie that carries a little rat dog in a basket and a big chip on her shoulder?

Maybe if it and the gas was free. I don't know...