Another journal

There was much clamour for a dance remix of the answering machine message that I posted last. Nick, however, did one better:

(original vid source)

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I made bagels today.

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Chase:

Me:



Shot by Chase, with much giggling.

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I shot this at a park in Buffalo, WY. I kept forgetting I had it, and just now edited it down (still a whopping 87 seconds, though). I love those dang birds.

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I am not making much of anything that is interesting for you to look at right now, but I did hear someone on the MAX say the following:

The most interesting thing I saw in San Fransisco was the lobster bread. It was bread shaped like a lobster.

Really? That was the most interesting thing?

Anyway, some low-res video of jellyfish to soothe you this evening:

And how about a grasshopper, one that did not get mashed into our grill on the way home.

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Although I do love the voice of the MAX, I love the voice of the streetcar more. It is way more future-y. I’ll need to capture it sometime soon.

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Since Chase had to shoot it anyway for work, we went to the Washington county fair. We went last year and I freaking love it. There would be more enjoyment if it wasn’t a have-to-go for Chase. We spent an hour with a food inspector giving an inspection and despite getting to watch the $5 monster truck rides while that happened, it was kind of a super lame thing. Anyway. Fair!

We don’t go for the rides so much as the “Shopper’s Expo” (it’s like HCN, but in life, omigod), the floral exhibits that are saddness in action and the the FFA stuff—which is Future Farmers of America for you city folks who don’t know. You raise things or practice home crafts and then enter contests with it or get the things auctioned off at crazy high per-pound prices. I like the food displays the most, because they are weird.

Oh yes. And we also go for the livestock.

There was a new swine barn this year dedicated to the memory of this guy. I think that is kind of awesome, though the LED memorial pins could have gone without “Git-R-Done” on them.

I have a little Flickr set from it, wherein I kindly mock how a child writes and there is some five and ten second video of pigeons and a pissed sheep and things.

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