Intense!!!

Did you hear about the fire at the circus? It was intense (in tents)!

Speaking of intense, there has been some intense weather in the last week. (Tsunamis? Wha?)

Let me remind you that I have lived in San Diego since 2001. It doesn't snow here. Heck, it barely rains. I am a wuss.

Saturday I spent the afternoon in traffic, driving through torrential rainfall on my way to Bakersfield. (Yes, I stopped by Sonic.) At times the winds and rain were so heavy that I wanted to pluck out my eyes because of the strain of looking for the lines in the road. That coupled with last weekend's mountain-top fog-blanket really has me freaked. Last week up in Running Springs, the fog was a thick blanket veiling everything but a foot or so in front of you. I was sitting in the back seat of a jeep with a cliff to one side wondering if we were about to plummet off.

How the heck am I ever going to survive real life outside of San Diego's weather bubble anomaly?

Orcas and bathtubs

Yesterday at Florida's Sea World, Tilikum (Shamu-look-alike) dragged one of it's trainers under water by her pony-tail and drowned her. It is a tragic story, however, the article I read on Yahoo! news (what do I expect?) just slays me.

“'These behemoths are denied all of their natural, instinctual inclinations, and we humans tend to think, ‘Well, this is just a bad animal.’ But it is a wild animal, used to running free in an entire ocean, but now confined to a very small space,' says Joyce Tischler, founder of and general counsel for Animal Legal Defense Fund. She compares an orca’s life in captivity in a tank to keeping a human being in a bathtub for his entire life."

Where the heck is Joyce from? Atlantis? That is the worst analogy ever. As far as I know, humans don't live in water. She could have compared a whale in a tank to a human living in a closet or a cell or heck, even some of my old apartments.


(By the way, that whale didn't go crazy, that whale went whale!)

My remedy for sleepless nights!!!

Never a boyscout, but always a fan of their motto - be prepared, I have lived with a certain fear for years now. How often have we been told to be prepared in all things? Have money in a savings account for a rainy day, food storage, even spiritual reserves. All that is fine and well, but that narrow possibility that I may need to flee the country at a moments notice has been weighing on my mind for years now! Well, I can finally sleep at night! I got a passport!

And yes, the picture in it is hideous, as one would imagine it would be. My roommate and I figured that we will look harried and tired when traveling, so yeah, they will be able to recognize me by my photo.

And for those of you who really wanted a remedy for sleepless nights, I have a few suggestions: take a bath in Epsom salts before bed. Try a tablespoon of honey in some warm milk/water, a piece of toast or dill seed before bed. Do a bit of yoga stretching and meditation before hitting the hay.

Sleep well! I know I will.

Red, Blue, Messed up, Green...

The other night I was at CVS Pharmacy and was standing in line behind a girl wearing a hood. On the conveyor belt at the check out stand were two boxes of black hair dye.
I asked, "So what is your hair color now?"
She turned around to look at me, a nasty neon-orange/red piece of hair dangling out of her hood and answered, "Messed up."